I work as a security guard at a cemetery, and I overhear the dead chatting about getting rich quick.

There are still people inside.

And quite a few.

Lin Ye did not immediately remind everyone.

He first pushed Lingting deeper into the woods.

pace.

Breathe.

Fabric friction.

There was also the occasional soft clanging of metal against metal.

At least a dozen.

They are all hidden behind that ancient tree.

Several people have already raised their spiritual energy.

We are not ready to take action immediately.

It's more like a defensive move.

Cheng Fang noticed his expression.

"How many?"

"More than ten."

"Is there an ambush?"

"Not at the moment."

Lin Ye stared at the young man in front of him.

"They seem more afraid of us."

Cheng Fang didn't ask any more questions.

The two sides are less than 100 meters apart.

No one moved forward first.

The young man was dressed in a long gray-white robe, his hair was tied up, and a sword hung at his waist.

She looks no more than twenty-seven or twenty-eight.

But the way he stared at Lin Ye and the others was clearly not like that of an ordinary young man.

Especially the gun holster on Xu Mian's back.

He stared at it for a long time.

He spoke last.

"Outside the mountain gate..."

The sound wasn't loud.

The way he speaks also carries a touch of antiquity.

But it's not to the point that people can't understand it.

Cheng Fang took half a step forward.

"The kind of sect-based world you described no longer exists outside."

The young man frowned.

"What do you mean?"

"It's been a long time."

"Let's start with you guys."

Cheng Fang did not provide a complete explanation of the modern world.

The identities of both parties have not yet been confirmed.

Saying too much is pointless.

"Where is this place?"

The man did not answer.

Rhetorical question:

Who are you?

"Seven places."

"Seven places?"

"Official institutions outside."

He clearly didn't understand that word either.

Cheng Fang put it in a simpler way.

"Manage dangerous people and things."

The man glanced at the guns in their hands.

"The government?"

Cheng Fang paused for a moment.

"You can understand it that way for now."

Lin Ye almost laughed.

This translation is crude.

But it is indeed effective.

The wariness in the man's eyes had noticeably lessened.

However, his right hand remained on the hilt of the sword.

"My name is Zhou Xiao."

"Outer Gate Steward of Cangfeng Mountain".

Lin Ye's heart skipped a beat.

Outer Gate Steward.

In other words.

This place is indeed a sect.

Moreover, the person in front of you is not even a key figure.

Cheng Fang continued to ask:

"Where are the people in the woods?"

Zhou Xiao's eyes sharpened instantly.

Lin Ye immediately heard several streams of spiritual energy behind the tree speeding up.

"Can you sense them?"

He looked at Lin Ye.

Lin Ye did not deny it.

"able."

This was the first time Zhou Xiao truly focused his attention on Lin Ye.

It's not clothes.

It's not a gun.

It was his eyes.

After a while.

Zhou Xiao loosened the hilt of his sword.

"Come with me."

He turned and walked into the woods.

Cheng Fang did not move immediately.

Let's first look back at the technical staff.

"Signal."

The technician lifted the testing equipment.

"Entrance location is normal."

"Communication delay of 0.8 seconds."

"It's acceptable."

"Leave a beacon."

A silver-gray locator was nailed into the stone steps.

The green light comes on.

Data is synchronized back to the outside world.

There's still a way out.

Cheng Fang then raised his hand.

"Walk."

The team advanced while maintaining combat distance.

Lin Ye walked into the woods.

Those who had been hiding finally revealed themselves.

There are seventeen in total.

Both men and women.

The youngest looks about sixteen or seventeen.

The oldest one was only around forty years old.

Someone is carrying a sword.

Someone was carrying something that looked like a medicine basket on their back.

There was also a woman holding a child who looked seven or eight years old.

This surprised Lin Ye a bit.

Not all of them are monks.

At least that child had very little spiritual energy.

These people are watching them too.

Someone is watching the protective suits.

Someone is watching the tactical backpack.

Most people were looking at guns.

A boy stared at the magazine on Qin Zhao's chest for a long time.

His lips moved.

The person next to him held his shoulder down.

I didn't let him ask.

Cheng Fang didn't stop either.

First time meeting them.

Neither of them knew each other well.

Asking too many questions is useless.

Walk through the woods.

The true mountain gate was finally revealed.

The broken stone tablet seen from the surveillance footage can only be considered an outer boundary marker.

This is the real entrance.

The mountain walls on both sides are incredibly high.

There are two bronze doors in the middle.

Each door is at least ten meters high.

There were no elaborate patterns on the door.

There were only sword marks, one after another.

It was as deep as half a palm's width.

The shallow ones have been worn away by time.

Three ancient characters above the door.

Lin Ye didn't recognize him.

The Scripture of Ten Thousand Spirits at his waist moved slightly.

"Hidden Peak Mountain".

"The name of the sect?"

"The name of the mountain."

Wanling's voice was very low.

"Let's take another look inside."

It became noticeably quiet after we entered.

Lin Ye could sense it.

The old man wasn't afraid.

It is recognition.

A building from more than two thousand years ago.

Ancient characters.

An ancient formation.

These things are unknown to them.

But to all spirits it is like an old map that has been mostly burned.

Zhou Xiao walked to the bronze door.

Raise your hand and press it against a recessed stone groove.

Infuse with spiritual energy.

The sword marks on the door glowed faintly one after another.

boom--

The bronze door slowly opened inward.

The crack in the door had just appeared.

The change occurred instantly.

All the sounds in Lin Ye's ears seemed to be suddenly pulled away into the distance.

next second.

My feet suddenly felt heavy.

My knees almost buckled.

Cheng Fang helped the technician next to him.

Xu Mian swayed for a moment, then quickly regained her balance.

Qin Zhao frowned.

"gravity."

The equipment alarm then sounded.

The technician glanced at the data.

"The gravity inside the door is 14 percent higher."

"It's not a short-term fluctuation."

"Stable value".

Cheng Fang asked:

"Can your body adapt?"

"Ordinary people would feel noticeably uncomfortable."

"We don't have any major problems."

The voice just fell.

Suddenly, a burst of ear-piercing static erupted from the communication channel.

Shila-

The external sounds disappeared instantly.

The technician's expression changed.

"Headquarters communications have been cut off."

Cheng Fang turned around.

"Entrance beacon?"

"It's still there."

"data?"

"It can be transmitted, but it's very slow."

"Has the location been lost?"

"It's not lost."

Cheng Fang nodded.

"continue."

The communication outage is not good news.

But it's far from time to retreat.

At least there's still a way out.

Zhou Xiao stood inside the door.

Looking at the constantly flashing device in the technician's hand.

I finally couldn't help but ask:

"What kind of magical artifact is that?"

The technician was taken aback.

Lin Ye replied smoothly:

"It is not a magical artifact."

"What is that?"

"machine."

Zhou Xiao clearly didn't understand.

Lin Ye didn't explain either.

He'll have plenty of time to learn this kind of thing later.

The group stepped through the bronze gate.

Suddenly, the view opened up before me.

Lin Ye paused for a moment.

Behind the gate was not an ordinary sect ruin at all.

It's not just a valley.

The stone steps descend from your feet.

The peaks on both sides are layered.

Ancient temples spread out one after another along the mountainside.

A waterfall cascades down from the mountaintop in the distance.

Deeper still, there were vast expanses of clouds and mist.

A stone bridge spanning a mountain stream emerges from the clouds.

There is no end in sight.

From the outside.

The mountain is already big enough.

But once you actually get inside, you realize...

The interior space is much larger than the external projection.

The technician immediately began taking notes.

"Spatial scale anomaly".

"The visible mountain area on the outside is inconsistent with the actual area inside."

"At least folding exists."

Cheng Fang looked at Zhou Xiao.

How many people are here?

Zhou Xiao fell silent.

He did not answer immediately.

Instead, they looked into the distance along the stone steps.

Although those ancient halls are still there.

But most of them are black.

One.

Ten seats.

Hundreds of them.

The entire valley was eerily quiet.

Besides them.

There were hardly any people to be seen.

Cheng Fang asked again.

How many people are there in your group now?

Zhou Xiao finally spoke.

"She's awake."

"Twenty-three."

Lin Ye frowned.

He only heard seventeen.

That means there are other people elsewhere.

"Where are the others?"

Zhou Xiao looked up.

My gaze swept across the valley.

It falls towards the farthest peak.

peak.

A completely black stone palace loomed over the clouds.

"He's still not awake."

"How many?"

"have no idea."

Cheng Fang's expression darkened slightly.

Zhou Xiao continued:

"On the day the mountain was sealed off, the inner disciples, elders, and mountain-protecting disciples all entered the slumbering ground."

"I was just one of the first to wake up."

"We were only awakened after the mountain gate was reconnected to the boundary."

Lin Ye heard this.

Now I understand why that person went to touch the boundary marker.

He wasn't inviting outsiders in.

He is saving this mountain.

If the spatial connection remains broken.

Those who are asleep inside may never wake up.

At waist level in the woods.

This was the first time Wanling had spoken up.

Ask him.

"In which year was the mountain closed?"

Lin Ye asked directly.

Zhou Xiao announced a completely unfamiliar reign title.

All spirits suddenly fell silent.

Lin Ye waited for two seconds.

"What's wrong?"

Wanling's voice had clearly changed.

"Compared to my possession of a magical artifact..."

"It's still more than three hundred years too late."

Lin Ye's eyes narrowed.

In other words.

When Cangfeng Mountain was closed.

All spirits have long since lost their physical bodies.

This is the late ancient period, even further back in time than its memory.

The people here.

It may truly know many things that all spirits do not.

Just then.

Lin Ye's spiritual hearing suddenly trembled on its own.

It's not Zhou Xiao.

It wasn't one of the people in the woods either.

It comes from the entire mountain.

hum-

A massive, almost indistinguishable flow of spiritual energy spread out from beneath their feet.

Mountain wall.

Stone steps.

Ancient temple.

trees.

Underground array patterns.

Countless sounds entered the spiritual hearing at the same time.

Lin Ye's expression changed slightly.

Immediately narrow the area.

But even so.

He still heard a low tremor coming from deeper within.

thump.

Like a heartbeat.

It's like some huge structure that has finally completed a full rotation.

Cheng Fang looked at him.

"What's wrong?"

Lin Ye did not answer immediately.

He looked up at the entire valley.

"It's not just the mountain gate."

"The spiritual energy pathways throughout the entire mountain are being reconnected."

The voice just fell.

On the highest peak in the distance.

That stone palace that remained dark from beginning to end.

Suddenly a light came on.

Followed by.

The second one.

The third way.

It extends all the way into the hall.

Zhou Xiao's expression changed drastically.

For the first time, I completely lost my composure.

"How is that possible..."

Lin Ye looked at him.

"What kind of place is that?"

Zhou Xiao stared intently at the summit.

His Adam's apple moved slightly.

"Sword Tomb".

next second.

The entire valley.

The sound of swords rang out.