Murano Momo is a cunning doctor

Chapter 1268 Demon Moon

Jiang Xiaochuan nodded slightly. From Lao Liu's previous description, he originally thought that Daoyulingmen was enough to rival Zhenlingsi.

Only now do I realize that the Daoyulingmen might just be one of the tomb raiding forces targeted by the Zhenlingsi, and perhaps not even the most prominent one.

No wonder Lao Liu was helpless against Yin Fire.

Looking at that unremarkable corner of the wall, Jiang Xiaochuan frowned and asked, "Are you sure?"

"Seventy percent certain!"

The sixth brother nodded vigorously, "No matter how mysterious the Mountain Moving Sect's formations are, they still have to abide by the basic rules of feng shui and numerology."

"The key to setting up an array is to leave it flawless, but always leave a sliver of hope. This spot is both a weak point and a leaky opening, a sliver of hope for us!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xiaochuan stopped asking questions and walked straight to the corner of the wall. He then channeled his spiritual energy and blasted it towards the corner.

A dull, loud bang rang out, sending debris flying everywhere.

After the choking smoke dissipated, a hole just big enough for one person to pass through was revealed.

Upon seeing this, the two exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with joy.

"That was efficient!"

Suppressing his excitement, Lao Liu hurriedly took out a small, powerful flashlight and shone it inside.

The flashlight beam pierced the darkness, but only illuminated a few meters ahead; beyond that, it was pitch black.

At the same time, a smell mixed with decay and a strange fragrance wafted out of the cave entrance.

"It's the main burial chamber! There's no mistake!"

The sixth brother sniffed, and his eyes lit up instantly.

"I'll go in first and scout ahead."

As he spoke, Lao Liu lowered his body and plunged headfirst into the cave entrance.

Jiang Xiaochuan was also very excited. Although the process was full of twists and turns, he finally found the right entrance.

Upon entering the main burial chamber, Jiang Xiaochuan looked around with his astonishing eyesight, only to find that the burial chamber was larger than he had ever imagined.

As far as the eye could see, the walls stretched endlessly, and the top was so high that it was hidden in the darkness, with not even a trace of its outline visible.

After walking a few dozen steps, the flashlight beam suddenly illuminated the scene ahead, and the two of them held their breath at the same time.

In the center of the tomb chamber, a huge black coffin was suspended vertically from the top of the tomb by several dark gold chains as thick as bowls, hanging in mid-air.

Below the coffin is a huge lotus platform carved from a single piece of white jade.

In the darkness, the faint white light emanating from the lotus platform seemed to float upwards, illuminating the bottom of the coffin in a desolate state.

At first glance, it seems as if the coffin is not firmly locked by chains, but rather held steadily by a lotus platform, suspended without falling.

This illogical scene made viewers' hearts clench.

Using the dim light of the lotus platform, Jiang Xiaochuan's gaze was drawn to a stone wall that protruded abruptly from the side of the coffin.

My gaze swept across it, and I could vaguely see blurry patterns on it.

A priest dressed in a wide-sleeved black robe, wearing a ferocious beast-head mask, knelt in front of him with his hands clasped together.

However, the image was cut off by a deep crack, and the object of worship was hidden in the shadows and could not be seen clearly.

Jiang Xiaochuan subconsciously moved his feet and slowly moved along the stone wall, only to find that the four walls of the entire tomb were covered with colorful murals!

The content mostly depicts scenes of people worshipping and performing religious ceremonies.

The most frequently appearing totem is the eerily shaped black lotus.

The lotus shape is exactly the same as the lotus at the bottom of the coffin.

Jiang Xiaochuan stared at one of the black lotuses for a few more moments, then suddenly felt his vision blur slightly.

The black lotus on the mural seemed to be slowly rotating, carrying an invisible suction force that pulled at his mind.

Realizing something was wrong, Jiang Xiaochuan snapped back to reality, his temples throbbing without warning.

He was certain that this was not an illusion; these black lotus murals concealed some kind of soul-capturing evil magic.

But soon, Jiang Xiaochuan's expression changed, and he turned to look at Lao Liu, his voice turning cold:

"There's no yin energy here as you described. Are you sure this is the place where you were afflicted by yin energy?"

"Who said this is it?"

The sixth brother's attention had already been drawn to the lotus platform. He rubbed his hands together and stared intently at it. "Six religious leaders are buried here, in different locations, and each of them has a main burial chamber like this."

As he spoke, his gaze swept over the mural, a mixture of greed and longing appearing on his face.

"Look at this lotus symbol... This place should be the burial site of the only female leader, the Demon Moon Cult Leader."

"Rumor has it that she is exceptionally beautiful, even bewitching."

The sixth brother lowered his voice, as if afraid of disturbing something, "When Yaoyue was buried, she had a Cold Cicada Pearl in her mouth. This pearl is no ordinary pearl."

"It can lock the soul and fix the appearance, preserve the body for a thousand years without decay, and keep the appearance forever... Hehe, whether it is true or false, we will find out today."

"In which tomb were you haunted by yin energy?"

A surge of anger, as if he had been fooled, rose within Jiang Xiaochuan. "And whose grave is that?"

His fundamental purpose in venturing deep into this eerie ancient tomb was to find the source of Yin energy, not to admire any peerless beauty or covet any burial treasures.

The sudden appearance of the Demon Moon Cult Leader made him instantly wonder if Lao Liu was playing a trick on him or hiding crucial information.

"that?"

Knowing why Jiang Xiaochuan was angry, Lao Liu rubbed his nose, his expression becoming more serious. "The place where I fell for this trick wasn't the burial place of this beautiful sect leader."

"He was the most evil leader of the Crimson Blood Cult, known as the Blood Marrow Ancestor."

As he spoke, a hint of apprehension flashed in the eyes of the sixth brother: "This old monster has not only cultivated his own Crimson Blood Demon Art to the unprecedented 'Marrow Transformation Realm'."

"It is said that in his later years he forcibly seized and integrated the secret techniques of other sects."

"At that time, he single-handedly suppressed the other factions, making them unable to raise their heads, and was in the limelight."

The sixth brother glanced at Jiang Xiaochuan, and thinking about how he had been taken advantage of, he huffed and puffed:

"Not only did I ingest a bellyful of Yin energy there, but that deadly Bloodthirsty Dart you're carrying was also something I risked my life to retrieve from beside his coffin!"

"After this old man died, I heard that he specifically left a will, insisting that this 'bloodthirsty' be sealed in his mausoleum."

"Therefore, after the last cult leader who could control Bloodlust died, he naturally followed his last words and sealed Bloodlust in his tomb."

"Otherwise, how could I have gotten a chance to touch such a vicious thing, let alone end up getting the benefit of it!"

Jiang Xiaochuan subconsciously pressed the hard object in his arms; all his emotions had faded at that moment.

Only Lao Liu's words remained echoing in his mind.

That Blood Marrow Ancestor actually tried to fuse the cultivation techniques of different sects!

This coincided with his own secret idea of ​​trying to combine the essence of the four major sects' techniques in order to achieve a breakthrough!

In a moment of desperation, Jiang Xiaochuan grabbed Lao Liu's wrist, unconsciously increasing the pressure, "Tell me, what is the specific name of the cultivation technique he fused with?!"

"Damn it, are you out of your mind?! Let go!"

Old Six winced in pain, forcefully shoved the wrist away, and angrily rubbed his reddened wrist, saying:

"It took a tremendous amount of effort for me to know all this!"

"If you want to know the specifics, go ask the Crimson Blood Cult if you dare!"