Shi Jian asked curiously, "What's the Astral Dragon Sputum Lair?"
Little Fatty beamed and became more excited the more he thought about it. "It's a burial technique from the ancient era that has been lost for a long time. To think that this senior would be able to set it up."
Little Fatty was excited for a moment before calming down and asking instead, "Do you remember the dozens of dubious cave abodes we encountered previously?"
Everyone nodded.
Little Fatty chuckled. "Although the dozens of dubious cave abodes are a smokescreen, they're actually a part of the tomb! To be precise, they're the key to finding the location of the tomb! "
"The dozens of dubious tombs correspond to dozens of stars in the firmaments. Although they seem messy, they form a dragon vein, which is what Tomb Sect refers to as a dragon vein!"
There were two types of dragon veins. One was formed naturally while the other was created postnatally.
Dragon veins had the ability to gather fortune and improve Feng Shui. It was extremely mysterious and it was extremely difficult to create a dragon vein postnatally – it was as difficult as ascending to the heavens!
Ordinary cultivators could not see the location of dragon veins.
However, legacy disciples of Tomb Sect could sense the existence of dragon veins. Furthermore, they could make use of the power of dragon veins to kill their enemies – it was extremely powerful!
Everyone followed Little Fatty's gaze and looked up.
Right now, the night was dark.
The firmaments were dotted with stars.
Right above this area, there were dozens of stars that were particularly bright, reflecting the light of the dozens of dubious tombs on the ground. There was a mysterious connection between them.
Although the arrangement of the stars seemed messy, one could tell that it was a dragon vein if they were connected by a single vein!
Dragon tail, dragon claws, dragon head, dragon body – everything was present!
Su Zimo closed his eyes and could almost 'see' a gigantic dragon with towering horns hanging upside down in the firmaments, looking down on all life with cold eyes!
Suddenly, Su Zimo felt a strange movement within his body. His blood qi surged, as though he had formed a vague connection with the gigantic dragon in the firmaments.
Su Zimo's heart skipped a beat and he opened his eyes.
That feeling vanished once more.
Su Zimo did not think too much about it, thinking that it was a change brought about by his cultivation of the Ancient Dragonification Skill.
Little Fatty pondered for a long time. As if he had thought of something, he blurted out, "I know!"
"What?"
Everyone looked at him with a trace of doubt in their eyes.
Little Fatty said slowly, "The reason why this tomb has been buried for so long and has only just emerged is because the Dragon Vein here has only just formed!"
"Dragon veins are almost all formed by the world. They are innate. How could it be so easy to create them?"
"This senior of Tomb Sect set up the Astral Dragon Sputum Lair to connect the heavens and earth, guiding the power of the stars into this place to gather the karmic luck of the world to refine the dragon veins. It was only in this life that the Dragon Vein was truly completed! "
Shi Jian couldn't help but ask, "When did this senior die?"
Little Fatty said solemnly, "At least tens of thousands of years!"
"Ah!"
Everyone was dumbfounded, unable to conceal the shock in their eyes.
"Amazing."
Su Zimo praised in his heart in admiration.
Using an ancient secret skill to connect the heavens and earth, he spent tens of thousands of years to create a Dragon Vein and leave behind his legacy!
Although the Mighty Figure of Tomb Sect had yet to advance to the Mahayana realm, his methods could be considered as godly and omnipotent!
"Brother Fatty, what do you mean by the Dragon Sputum Lair Just Now?" Little Fox blinked her watery eyes and asked curiously.
Linghu urged as well, "Fatty, after all that talk, where's the entrance to the tomb?"
The reason why he was in a hurry to enter the tomb was because he wanted to get a few more treasures.
Qing Qing could tell what Linghu was thinking and glared at him with a warning look.
Su Zimo smiled gently.
After all, Qing Qing had stayed in Misty Peak for a long time and knew some things.
Although Little Fatty promised that they could take any treasures in the tomb, this was the tomb of a Mighty Figure of Tomb Sect after all.
If they were to take anything they saw casually and keep it in their storage bags, that would be greedy.
Furthermore, they did not know the situation in the tomb.
Linghu coughed gently to hide his awkwardness with an embarrassed expression after Qing Qing saw through his intentions.
Little Fatty pointed to a lake not far away and said in a deep voice, "If I'm not wrong, that lake should be the entrance to the tomb!"
"It's beneath the lake?"
The Golden Lion was doubtful.
The lake looked inconspicuous and its water was murky – there was nothing special about it.
Little Fatty pointed to the firmaments. "Everyone, take a look at the direction of the Dragon Vein."
Everyone raised their heads.
Little Fatty continued, "This is the tail and this is the body of the dragon. Winding upwards, the stars are denser and the head is where the dragon head is!"
"The corner of the mouth below the dragon head is where the Dragon Saliva is. This lake corresponds to the Dragon Saliva!"
Everyone was enlightened.
Shi Jian was the only one who was still confused and scratched his head. "I don't know, I'll just follow you guys."
"Follow me!"
Little Fatty waved his hand and led the way towards the lake not far away.
It was only when they approached the lake that everyone noticed something strange.
There was a hint of coldness to the lake and it was lifeless!
The little fox could not help but shudder.
She hid behind Su Zimo and tugged at Su Zimo's sleeve secretly.
Su Zimo glanced sideways.
He saw the little fox raising her head, revealing her tender neck. She looked at him with pitiful eyes. She was obviously afraid, but she bit her lips and didn't make a sound.
Su Zimo could not help but chuckle – there was no way he did not know what the little fox was thinking.
"Come on in. Don't do it again."
Su Zimo nodded with a smile.
The little fox giggled and transformed into her true form.
A fiery red fox wagged her furry tail and crawled into Su Zimo's embrace from beside his feet. Her movements were unusually practiced and only half of her head was revealed, blinking her large eyes happily.
Instantly, the little fox felt a sense of warmth when she burrowed into Su Zimo's embrace.
The chilling aura emanating from the lake vanished without a trace!
Su Zimo's body was as warm as a furnace. If not for the fact that they were about to enter the tomb, she would have wanted to take a nap.
When he saw that, Linghu's eyes shifted and an idea came to him. Puffing out his chest, he strode to Qing Qing's side and declared heroically, "Qing Qing, don't be afraid. Hu Batian's chest is here to warm you up! Hurry, crawl in as well! "
As he said that, Linghu opened up his chest and revealed a patch of black and yellow chest hair …
Monkey rolled his eyes.
The little fox burst into laughter.
"Holy f * ck! You can do that?"
The Golden Lion's jaw nearly dropped to the ground and he was speechless.
Qing Qing's face was livid as she gripped her fists tightly and snarled, "Scram!"
Scratching his head, Linghu stole glances at Qing Qing's slightly puffed chest and stammered, "Qing Qing, it's fine if you don't want to. Why don't you open up your chest and let me crawl in instead …? "
The entire place went silent.
The Golden Lion roared internally, "I've never seen such a shameless person!"
Without a second word, Qing Qing raised her long legs and kicked Linghu's buttocks fiercely!
There was a thud.
Linghu was kicked into the lake in a wretched manner.
Everyone burst into laughter.
Just Now, the chilling aura seemed to have dissipated significantly.
Little Fatty waved his hand. "Come, let's go down as well!"
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