Long Junchen's magic power was exhausted, his meridians were disordered, and he had become half disabled. However, Bai Chenxiang and Qingdie were not much better. Both of them fell to the ground in large shapes, with sweat constantly coming out of their foreheads, but their faces were filled with glory for a lifetime of disaster.

After adjusting his breathing for about a stick of incense, Long Junchen slowly exhaled his last breath of turbid air, feeling the repaired meridians, and moved for a while, making a crisp sound of muscles and bones rubbing. When he opened his eyes, he found that Bai Chenxiang and Qingdie were standing aside and looking at him. The look of a bit like a man made Long Junchen feel a little hot on his face, and he touched his head embarrassedly, "I said, why are you looking at me like this? Are there any flowers on my face?"

Bai Chenxiang ignored the unnaturalness on Long Junchen's face, pointed to Long Junchen's blood-stained clothes, and asked with some concern: "This, is this your blood?"

Long Junchen saw that, indeed, his clothes had been dyed bright red. That's right, that's his own blood. He used his mana to use his power to hinder the meridians, causing internal force to disorder and blood to seep out. But now it's okay, so Long Junchen did not tell the truth of the two girls, so as not to worry about them. He just said perfunctorily: "Hey, this is the ghost blood of those ghosts. Don't worry, it's okay."

"There are red ghost blood? Are they all black?" Bai Chenxiang obviously felt that Long Junchen was perfunctory, and frowned and picked up Long Junchen's clothes and looked at them carefully.

"They are online, and the immortals are different from mortals. The ghosts he eliminates are all covered with red blood." Qingdie knew that Long Junchen was not seriously injured, and also realized that Long Junchen didn't want them to worry, but she still couldn't help it and covered her mouth and teased her.

Long Junchen coughed twice and gave Qingdie a blank look in anger. Seeing Bai Chenxiang holding the corner of her clothes tightly, she deliberately did not look at her. Instead, she looked at the scene after the black fog disappeared and said worriedly: "Sister Bai, I'm really fine. The most critical question now is, how should we go out?"

Long Junchen's words reminded Qingdie and Bai Chenxiang. Qingdie frowned and the black mist dissipated. The golden light of the palace was gone before, and it was pitch black all around. The green butterfly lit a Changming Candle. This time, the ghost energy was gone, and the light of Changming Candle looked very bright.

Qingdie looked around with the candlelight. They were now located in a gully with cliffs everywhere. The sky was not visible above and the ground below. They were on a dangerous road like walking on a tightrope, with a road in front and behind. However, they couldn't see clearly what was waiting for them behind the road.

Long Junchen slowly stood up, but he was still muttering about dragon-patterned porcelain in his heart. It is important to find a way out now, but if he can't find the dragon-patterned porcelain, then he risked his life to come to the tomb to only half of it.

"Or what, let's follow this road?" Bai Chenxiang pointed to one of the directions and said tentatively.

Long Junchen and Qingdie looked at each other, nodding slightly, expressing their agreement. The thief did not leave. Although Long Junchen did not admit that he was a thief, he still had this idea in his heart. He traveled through mountains and rivers and could not come in vain. So while walking, his eyes were still looking around to see if there were any gems inserted in the stone wall, or if there were any secret passages hidden in the abyss.

The three of them walked carefully in front under the illumination of the Changming Candle. At this moment, another stone door appeared in front. This time, the stone door did not have a compass lock talisman, but an ordinary stone door. Long Junchen used the same trick again. He half-lying, he kicked hard with his feet. The door was opened soon, and a damp breath rushed towards him with a musty smell.

This is a small room with very simple furnishings. Several small wooden boxes were covered with moss. What surprised Long Junchen was that there was no trace of ghost energy left in this place, which means that the Ghost King, who had been in the tomb for so long, had no chance to enter this small room.

Long Junchen asked the two girls to wait outside, one to protect their safety. Of course, more importantly, if Long Junchen discovers something, you can take a sneak peek!

Bai Chenxiang and Qingdie didn't say anything. After he fought with the Ghost King, he was really convinced.

Long Junchen pulled out the peach wood sword, slashed twice in the void, dispelling the musty smell, and slowly walked into the room. He inserted the tip of the sword into the lid of a wooden box. Because it was damp, the wood was very soft. Although Long Junchen's peach wood sword was damaged, it was still easy to insert it into the lid of the wooden box.

Long Junchen pressed the hilt of the sword with one hand and pressed it down hard. With a "bang", the lid of the wooden box was suddenly lifted. Long Junchen did not hesitate at all, nor did he care if there would be any hidden arrows coming out of the box. He hurriedly put his head up and looked closely and found that it turned out to be a golden lotus.

Long Junchen's heart sternly, and a flash of heat flashed across his eyes. However, he suppressed the urge to pick it up immediately and read the mantra of meditation, "The environment is born from the mind. If the mind is calm, the mind will be clear, and the body will be cool."

Long Junchen felt the feeling of being hot all over his body slowly fading from his body, and he secretly scolded himself for being too reckless and having some prospects. He is a member of the Long family in Beijing, so why can't he be so stable?!

He warned himself several times, and then he carefully touched the golden lotus with a peach wood sword. After confirming that there was no other substance or mechanism on it, he picked it up with both hands. The heavy was pure gold. Long Junchen licked his lips and said in his heart that he had gained a lot this time, let's see what was inside the other boxes!

Thinking of this in his mind, Long Junchen opened the remaining wooden boxes one by one, without exception, all of which were rare treasures. When he took them to the black market, he would definitely have no market price. When he opened the penultimate box, Long Junchen saw what was placed inside and took a breath for no reason.

He felt the dragon-patterned bloodline in his body begin to rush in an instant, and a golden light burst out from the box, as if it was shining with the dragon-patterned bloodline in Long Junchen's body.

Lying quietly inside the wooden box was an axe. The handle was thick and long, the axe body was wide, and there were quite strange patterns on it. The moment he opened the wooden box, Long Junchen felt a sense of abnormal movement in the space.

Long Junchen gently held the axe, and in an instant, the axe that was already a little heavy, seemed to have disappeared in his hand. He couldn't feel the weight of the axe. The axe seemed to be connected to his nerves. Raising the axe was like lifting his arm, blinking his eyes, raising his belly, burping, and burping. It was all controlled by the nerves. This made Long Junchen very strange. This axe seemed to grow on his own body.
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