If the sect doesn't accept geniuses, they will become giants once they leave?

Chapter 149 This is the chest! This is the back!
A gust of wind blew and nothing happened.

"Gamn—Is he going to whorehouse again?"

Zhong Sanyuan cursed loudly, then took out another jade pendant and threw it to the ground.

The jade pendant broke, but still nothing happened.

"You two went together!?"

The man in black robe watched all this with an expressionless face.

So, you would rather suspect that your two ancestors were involved in prostitution together than believe that there is something wrong with Emperor Lie's tomb?

Seeing that his ancestor was unable to help, Zhong Sanyuan had no choice but to look at the others.

"Brother Fan, Brother Luo, Brother Yang, where are the jade pendants on you?"

"This... Brother Zhong, before I set off, my ancestor specifically warned me that he would go to see his lover during this period. Even if he died outside, don't summon him, otherwise he would let me die inside."

"This, my ancestor also..."

"You know, the news of your lover shouldn't be spread."

"Your ancestor's lover... is the same person!?"

"Yes."

Seeing the three people answer in unison, Zhong Sanyuan was speechless and had to look at Feng Ling and Hong Muer.

Feng Ling shook his head. "There's something wrong with the Lie Emperor's Tomb. Our methods won't work."

"I see--"

The black-robed man let out a long breath, forcing himself to ignore the conversation between the geniuses. "This Tomb of the Fierce Emperor has been modified with Zhuge's magical art to hide it from the outside world."

Coming from a body-refining sect, Fan Malang, whose mind was solely focused on muscle, was filled with shock. "Modifying the secrets of heaven? Beyond the Great Dao? How is this possible!?"

Although the other few people looked serious, they did not refute.

They did not lose consciousness when they fell from the platform to this ancient battlefield.

Combined with the taboos of immortals, everything becomes reasonable.

But after it became reasonable, it brought more doubts. They knew too little about the tomb of the Fierce Emperor, and now they were trapped in the ancient battlefield and didn't even know how to get out. The only one they could rely on was the remnant of the Fierce Emperor in front of them.

As a last resort, Zhong Sanyuan could only show weakness to the black-robed man in front of him.

"Senior, how do you want us to help you? Of course, other than killing our friend."

"Hmph—that brat figured out the mechanism of the Fierce Emperor's Tomb. We'll have to rely on him if we want to escape safely," the black-robed man snorted coldly. "All you need to do is absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth here with all your strength, and you'll be able to break the mechanism here."

Fan Malang's face was filled with suspicion. "Is it that simple?"

"If you don't believe me, forget it. You can continue playing with the things here."

"..."

"Humph—believe it!"

Thinking of the terrifying dry bones just now, Fan Malang immediately calmed down, sat cross-legged, and began to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the ancient battlefield with all his strength.

Zhong Sanyuan and others were wary of the man in black robe, but there was really no other way. They could only absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the ancient battlefield as the man in black robe requested.

As more and more spiritual energy from heaven and earth rushed towards Zhong Sanyuan and others, the ancient battlefield began to shake and dust surged.

"Damn the remnant of the Fierce Emperor! Do you think I will let you succeed?"

Outside the ecological box, Ji Lie's eyes were bloodshot. He grabbed two dry bones and slammed them towards the location of the inscription while making a "Puff Pu" sound to himself.

In the ancient battlefield, the earth was shaking and the mountains were trembling. Every time the two giant skeleton beasts moved forward, the whole world seemed to shrink.

Zhong Sanyuan and others were about to stand up while absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth when they saw the black-robed man raise his hand and wave it. A golden light flashed out, accompanied by a dragon roar that resounded through heaven and earth. The dry bones that were crushed by him shattered on the spot, and the golden light even passed through the dark clouds and shone on Ji Lie.

Ji Lie screamed on the spot, covered his eyes and fell to the ground, rolling back and forth.

"That is!"

Zhong Sanyuan saw the true form of the golden light and his face changed suddenly.

"Imperial edict!?"

The black-robed man snorted coldly, "Emperor Lie is the orthodox Great Yu!"

Li Yanmo also reacted at this time. The loyal and devoted remnant of the Lie Emperor, who even managed to reach the upper echelons of Dayu, and the Lie Emperor himself, who pointed at the remnants of the Lie Emperor and shouted "remnants of the Lie Emperor".

These two things may seem absurd, but if they were in Dayu's time, they might not be impossible to exist at the same time.

A terrible guess gradually emerged.

"No, this beautiful decoration will be damaged if we keep doing this!"

Zhuge Moer trotted out and pulled a putter. Ji Lie, who had finally recovered, saw Zhuge Moer pulling the putter and his face changed immediately.

"Mo'er! You can't possibly touch that!"

As the putter landed, the heavy sound of gears rang out again, the spacious Sutra Library began to shrink, and the ecological box instantly expanded to cover the two of them and the ghost.

The rumbling sound made Li Yanmo's eardrums hurt. Before Li Yanmo could figure out the situation, two more beautiful figures flew out. Li Yanmo's eyes fixed, and he turned around and dodged on the spot.

Two beautiful figures fell to the ground with a thud, and two screams of pain were heard.

Despite the smoke and dust, Li Yanmo still recognized the identities of the two men through their screams.

It’s Feng Ling and Hong Muer.

"Cough cough cough——breath——"

"Cough cough cough - damn, I can't breathe -"

In order to prevent the two from noticing his extreme evasive behavior just now, Li Yanmo immediately stepped forward and showed his courtesy, patting their backs lightly to help them calm down.

"How is it? Is it better?"

"Friend Li, I'm fine..."

Feng Ling, who had caught his breath, was full of gratitude, but was interrupted by Hong Muer's shrill and embarrassed scream halfway through his words.

"Where are you filming!?"

Hong Muer grabbed Li Yanmo's wrist, stood up suddenly, her pretty face flushed with shame, and her teeth grinding together made a crunching sound.

"Your back...wait!"

Li Yanmo's pupils shrank.

He was clearly patting Hong Muer's back just now, but Hong Muer was facing him. Could it be that...

"Oh no! Fellow Daoist Hong's head is spinning!"

After hearing Li Yanmo's shout, Feng Ling, who had just recovered, was frightened. He pressed Hong Muer's shoulders, looked at the back of Hong Muer's head, and then looked down.

"Mu'er! Is your neck okay? Don't worry, a Divine Transformation cultivator won't die from such a small injury! I'll help you bend it back!"

As he said that, Feng Ling was about to twist Hong Muer's head.

"That's enough! My neck is fine!"

Hong Muer suddenly got furious, jumped up on the spot, and pointed at Li Yanmo angrily.

"You look so gentle, but you're actually a beast. You took advantage of this mess and took advantage of me! Am I right?"

With Hong Muer standing there, Li Yanmo naturally saw the problem. To prove his innocence, Li Yanmo felt that he had to speak truthfully. "Ah, no, I... I really didn't see it. I thought it was your back."

"You're bullshitting! It's not the same at all!"

Hong Muer was so angry that she was jumping up and down. She wanted to ask Feng Ling to judge the matter, but when she thought about how Feng Ling almost broke her neck just now, Hong Muer's breathing stopped.

Hong Muer clenched her fist for a few seconds and then raised her finger to point at Li Yanmo.

"After all! The sound of patting the chest and the sound of patting the back are completely different!"

As she spoke, Hong Muer raised her hand and patted her chest.

"Clap clap-"

"It's breasts!"

"Clap clap-"

"This is the back..."

Hong Muer, who had been so righteous, gradually lost her color and patted her back and chest silently.

(End of this chapter)