Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

Chapter 23 Relics

It was just as my cousin said, the old monk didn't dare to catch up at all.

After resting for a long time, my cousin gradually regained his mobility. He quickly sat cross-legged and regulated his breathing for a while before slowly exhaling the foul air.

"Finally I can move."

After his cultivation was fully restored, he couldn't help shaking his stiff hands and feet, and then he clasped his fists in gratitude again, "Thanks so much for saving me."

Han Yu waved his hand and said with a smile, "It just happened to happen. Let's find a way to get the relic out first."

"It's not difficult to get the relics."

The cousin confidently took out a pile of iron sheets from his arms, and under Han Yu's incredulous gaze, his hands moved quickly and soon he pieced together a black iron umbrella.

"What is this for?"

Han Yu looked at the black umbrella and asked curiously.

My cousin touched the ribs of the umbrella and smiled. "This is something I developed to break the mechanism designed by my family."

It is undeniable that the people in the Ziqiang Sect have some problems. One is Yixian, who likes to run around wherever there is trouble, and the other is the one who is keen on cracking the mechanisms designed by their own sect.

The two jumped off the platform and jumped back to the other side of the artificial river. As soon as they landed, a large number of red insects swarmed over.

This time, my cousin was much calmer. He opened the black iron umbrella and called Han Yu to come closer.

The swarm of insects seemed to have encountered their natural enemy. After the iron umbrella was opened, they trembled and lay down motionless.

My cousin pointed at the red bugs on the ground with interest and explained.

"This thing is called the Poison Scorpion Tail. It was named by my great-grandfather, and it was also cultivated by our family. If you encounter this thing in the tomb of a powerful person in the future, it must be the tomb designed by our family. They love to put this kind of boring thing into the tomb the most."

Han Yu was suddenly astonished. Who was this family? From what he heard, it seemed that the tomb of the powerful man was most likely handled by them.

"I have always thought that these insects are useless. They will behave like this when they encounter the smell of their natural enemies, but my family has never accepted my idea."

My cousin sighed.

“Why do cultivated insects have natural enemies?”

Han Yu asked curiously.

"They always thought this bug was useful, so I bred its natural enemy."

This is a real prodigal son! He specializes in breaking the various mechanisms in his own house.

Han Yu secretly complained in his heart.

Passing by the stone chamber with the well, Han Yu glanced at it from afar. The wellhead was quiet, but who knew if an old bald man would jump out.

The two continued walking straight for dozens of meters when their cousin suddenly stopped them. In the middle of the intersection ahead stood a statue of a dragon head with flying beards and a bloody mouth.

My cousin opened the umbrella again and took two steps forward. A burst of hot air suddenly spurted out of the dragon's mouth, and a flame erupted instantly.

The fire snakes hit the umbrella and were absorbed one by one. More importantly, the two people standing behind the umbrella didn't feel even a trace of the high temperature. My cousin even turned around and smiled.

"This mechanism is ordinary. In fact, it is just a flamethrower with a spirit stone inserted in it. When it senses the tomb robber, it will release a high-temperature flame. If you force your way in, you can get through, but you will lose some skin."

Although his cousin said it lightly, Han Yu secretly exclaimed that it was amazing. He had only heard of spirit stones being used to grow spiritual medicines, but this was the first time he had seen spirit stones combined with mechanical devices.

The two men hid behind umbrellas and moved forward. Sure enough, after they left a certain area, the dragon head stopped spitting fire. After moving forward for a while, they saw that the dome of the passage was covered with densely packed small holes.

"This is the killer move. Once you step in, corrosive water will spray out from above. This thing can melt iron. If a person can take a quick bath in it, they won't even need a coffin."

My cousin raised his head and explained to the small holes.

Han Yu immediately did not dare to be careless, and hurriedly moved closer. The two of them walked in slowly, step by step.

As soon as I stepped into the area, corrosive water began to spray from above, just like heavy rain, constantly hitting the umbrella. The strange thing was that the umbrella was not damaged at all after coming into contact with the corrosive water.

"Let's walk faster, otherwise if there's too much water, our feet won't be protected by the umbrella."

My cousin turned around and reminded him, and the two of them nodded in tacit understanding, quickened their pace, and hurriedly crossed the erosion waterway.

Looking back at the impenetrable rain curtain, Han Yu was shocked. First there were poisonous insects, then a wall of fire, and then corrosive water. He wondered what a huge price the old monk had paid to rush in.

The front was the end, there was a stone door. My cousin closed his umbrella first, strode forward, and then pushed open the stone door.

As the stone door opened, a cloud of dust rose up, choking the two of them for a while. When the dust settled, Han Yu looked inside. Inside the stone door was a large room, as big as the White Bone Temple. There were many boxes on the left side of the wall, which should be burial objects. Who knows what the burial objects of a great monk, especially a high-level monk, would be.

My cousin didn't seem to be interested in the burial objects, but was instead interested in the mural on the right.

Han Yu followed the gaze and felt his mind dazed for a moment, then his face changed. It turned out that it could actually affect people's minds.

There is a picture of bones carved on the mural. A pile of bones are in a twisted and messy space. There is nothing there. A group of skeletons are cannibalizing each other.

"This is the most valuable thing here, the Hungry Ghost Realm Visualization Map!"

My cousin pointed at the mural and said with a smile.

I think the old monk came in just for this visualization picture.

Han Yu felt awe in his heart. The mural alone had such power. How much more powerful would it be when his supernatural powers were fully developed?

"As long as you visualize this picture in your mind from time to time, once the hungry ghost picture is expanded in your sea of ​​consciousness, you can start practicing. When you have mastered it, it can be considered a supernatural power. Do you want to try it?"

My cousin suddenly suggested.

Han Yu was stunned and seemed a little moved.

"Why not give it a try?" Xiao Liuli's voice sounded in his mind.

"You will die if you try it! If visualization is considered as spiritual practice, then you would die on the spot." Han Yu's face darkened and he responded in his heart.

After looking for a while, my cousin lost interest and turned his head away.

Han Yu was curious and asked, "Why don't you learn?"

My cousin waved his hand casually and said, "I have a copy of this thing at home that was drawn by my predecessor."

"Besides, if you practice this without a compassionate heart, your end will be similar to that of the old monk, falling into the devil's way."

Han Yu couldn't help but be curious about his cousin's background, his endless mechanical skills, and all kinds of secret knowledge and insights.

Both of them seemed to have lost interest in the visualization diagram. In fact, just a compassionate heart was enough to keep most people out.

In the center of the room, there was not a coffin but a stone bed with a skeleton sitting cross-legged on it.

The two men walked forward and saw that the skeleton was wearing a light yellow monk's robe and was glowing faintly, which must be the light of the relic.

Oh~teh~
At this moment, a pill was suddenly spit out from the glass bottle in his mind.

Han Yu had a strange look on his face and secretly turned his head to communicate.

"What are you doing? Why are you vomiting for no reason?"

The aggrieved voice of Little Liuli came, saying, "This is not me, the Liuli bottle sprayed by itself, it seems that it has ideas about the relic."

This is getting more and more outrageous. Ever since the bottle had taken advantage of Mr. Xiao's luck for thirteen years, it's ok for the bottle to have a spirit, but even the bottle has started to have ideas of its own.

Muscle and Bone Strengthening Pill: The person taking the pill gains a strong body. Side Effects: The person has no self-control when it comes to food and will have an urge to eat.

Han Yu looked at the pill in a daze. It turned out that in the eyes of the glass bottle, this skeleton was malnourished!

And the effect of the elixir is indeed as outrageous as ever.

Han Yu wanted to take the relic, but his cousin stopped him and shook his head, saying, "After all, this is an old friend of ours. Let me take it!"

After saying this, he bowed slowly to the skeleton on the bed and said softly, "I am an old friend and descendant of a family. I am in trouble today and would like to borrow your relics."

After bowing three times, my cousin stood up and walked towards the skeleton. He gently lifted up his monk's robe and reached in. He quickly took out a slightly fluorescent object that looked like a quail egg.

It looks like stone but not stone, and like jade but not jade. My cousin took it in his hand, looked at it for a while, and then handed it to Han Yu.

"You were pretty fast in the dungeon. Let's go down there later. I'll be in charge of the main attack with mechanical skills, and you wait on the sidelines. Once you get a chance, you can use the relic to hit that old bald donkey."

My cousin just thought that Han Yu’s cultivation was low, so he took the initiative to take the position of luring the enemy head-on.

As soon as he got the relic in his hand, the glass bottle in his mind jumped for joy, as if it wanted to leave his body.

Han Yu's face changed, and he quickly shouted to Xiao Liuli in his heart, "Press it for me..."

(End of this chapter)