Three days later, Xu Shaotang still didn't persuade the guards to let him go. All the escape methods he could think of were rejected by himself.
Seeing the time passing day by day, Xu Shaotang began to be anxious. Although he would greatly improve his cultivation speed here, he didn't want to stay here. He still had a lot to do and didn't want to waste his time in this place.
During this period of time, he did not find out the identity of the people buried in the mausoleum from the mausoleum keeper. He only knew that the mausoleum keeper was once the servant of the mausoleum owner. After the fall of the mausoleum owner, the mausoleum keeper had been guarding the mausoleum here.
Whenever Xu Shaotang asked about the identity of the mausoleum owner, the mausoleum keeper had only one sentence: when you promise to guard the mausoleum for the owner forever, you will know!
Of course, Xu Shaotang couldn't agree to this request, and he didn't even know the owner's name.
"Master, I'm really starving here."
Xu Shaotang feebly gathered in front of the people guarding the mausoleum and looked around at the vast ice sheet, "you can not eat or drink, I really can not hold on."
He has used up all the dry food in the bag of heaven and earth. There is no grass in this ice field. It's hard to find food.
But just because of this, Xu Shaotang's heart again surged a glimmer of hope. The more food he couldn't find here, the more chance he had to escape from here. He didn't believe that the people guarding the mausoleum would starve him to death here.
"Is it easy to eat?"
The mausoleum keeper took a light look at Xu Shaotang, waved his hand to break one of the icicles, pointed to the stiff corpse exposed from the icicle and said, "this should be enough for you to hold on for a period of time."
“……”
Hearing the words of the people guarding the mausoleum, Xu Shaotang could not help feeling like he was going over the river and over the sea, but he was filled with hatred. The old man knew that he could not eat the corpses at all, but he had to disgust himself. Although the old man didn't say much, he was so bad.
"Master, it seems that you really want to starve me here." Xu Shaotang sighs helplessly, retreats behind an icicle, and plans to fight with the old man to see if he will let himself starve to death.
Shouling people seem to see through Xu Shaotang's mind, and an imperceptible smile appears on the corner of his mouth: "when a person wants to live, he can do anything. Since you are ungrateful, let's go."
With a wave of his hand, the tomb keeper froze the corpse again. A moment later, an intact icicle appeared again. If he had not seen it with his own eyes, Xu Shaotang would not have thought that there were frozen corpses in the icicle.
Both seem to be testing each other's bottom line to see who will be the first to fail.
Xu Shaotang's face is bitter. He plays these tricks with this old monster who has lived for thousands of years. Even he thinks that his chance of winning is not too great. If the tomb keeper does not let him go, will he really starve to death here?
The sound of "Goo Goo" in his stomach always reminds him that if he can't find anything to fill his stomach, he may really starve to death on this ice sheet.
It is hard to imagine that a great Luo Jinxian, whose real strength is even comparable to that of a semi saint, would face such a day of hunger and cold.
While Xu Shaotang was thinking about what to do, the tomb keeper who had been sitting there suddenly stood up and looked into the distant sky. A strong sense of vigilance suddenly rose in his empty eyes.
"How did Xu Tang get up from the guard
"Someone's coming!" The guard said solemnly: "moreover, judging from this breath, this man's strength should be very terrible!"
For the first time in so many days, Xu Shaotang saw such a dignified look on the face of the tomb keeper.
In Xu Shaotang's eyes, the strength of the people guarding the mausoleum is unpredictable. Even the people guarding the mausoleum say that their strength is terrible. They don't know how terrible their strength is.
Xu Shaotang's strength is not enough. For the time being, he can't feel the strong breath of the people guarding the mausoleum. He can only follow the eyes of the people guarding the mausoleum and look into the distant sky, which direction is even in front of the huge mausoleum.
"Are there stronger people in the depths of this ice sheet?" Xu Shaotang asked the tomb keeper carefully.
"No..."
The tomb keeper shook his head slightly and said, "this man should have come from that place."
"That place?" Xu Shaotang frowned slightly and looked at the tomb keeper with doubts, "where is the place that the elder said?"
The mausoleum keeper didn't answer Xu Shaotang's question. He just looked at the sky in the distance with a dignified face. Suddenly, he had a fierce momentum. The mausoleum keeper, who used to be like an old man, suddenly turned into a sharp sword, ready to kill anyone who dares to disturb the master's peace.
Feeling the fierce breath of the people guarding the mausoleum, Xu Shaotang began to worry.He doesn't know what the purpose of the comer is. If the comer is a person of good conduct, he may be a savior. If the comer is a mausoleum keeper or the enemy of his master, he is likely to be involved innocently. If not, this life will be explained here inexplicably.
A moment later, an extremely terrible breath suddenly entered the scope of Xu Shaotang's divine consciousness. The moment that the breath appeared, Xu Shaotang thought of four words: egotism!
He had seen many powerful people, from Jiuwei to Longyu, to Fengzhu and ziluo. They were all very powerful people. However, in these people, he had never felt such a terrible breath. Under this breath, it seemed that the world would be eclipsed.
In the breath of terror, Xu Shaotang also felt a strong sense of violence.
Come so undisguised to release their own breath, but also with such a violent atmosphere, I'm afraid most of it is not good!
No wonder the guardian of the mausoleum will pose as if facing the enemy. With this person's breath, it is enough to make people feel a shiver from the depths of their soul!
"It's him. He came after all..."
When Xu Shaotang was shocked, the tomb keeper said something in a quiet voice. He suddenly turned to Xu Shaotang and said, "you go..."
"Master, you are..." Xu Shaotang looks at the tomb keeper.
"Go
The tomb keeper didn't talk to Xu Shaotang. With a wave of his hand, a strong wind suddenly rolled Xu Shaotang's body up, and Xu Shaotang flew away uncontrollably.
At the same time, a voice full of violent atmosphere exploded in Xu Shaotang's ear: "Yan GUI Ren, come out to die!"