With the silence of everything around him, mindfulness retreated to its own realm.

The mausoleum keeper, who was bound by the realm of Hades, finally regained his ability of action.

"Master!"

At the moment of restoring the ability of action, the guardian let out a heartbreaking cry and knelt heavily on the cold ice. "It's useless for me to disturb your rest. I really deserve to die for my sins!"

"Howl what howl?"

Listening to the wailing of the tomb keeper, his name said impatiently: "it's an honor for Yan Guiren to open the coffin and examine the corpse in person!"

The guardian of the mausoleum looked at Mingzhi with his eyes splitting. His whole body's murderous plan was not concealed. He roared: "Mingzhi, you are the most holy of the demon clan, and you have done something worse than animals. You really disgrace the most holy!"

"How dare you teach me?"

Mingzhi is the most holy of the demon clan. Except for a few people, no one has ever talked to him like this. When he heard the words of the mausoleum keeper, his face became angry. When he explored his empty hand, the mausoleum keeper's body was caught in front of him.

"Pa!"

When Xu Shaotang was about to stop him, his slap fell on the guard's cheek like lightning. Although he didn't want to take the guard's life for the time being, it didn't mean that he would not teach the guard who dared to be disrespectful to himself.

"Stop, forget it."

Xu Shaotang was afraid that Mingzhi would kill the tomb keeper in his anger. He quickly came forward and gently held him. Wu advised himself: "he is just talking nonsense in his grief and anger. You should think about his loyalty to Yan GUI people and spare his life."

Xu Shaotang has no way to say whether he is right or not when he stops the autopsy.

Mingzhi has been trapped in Taichu for thousands of years, and his resentment has been accumulated for a long time. Although his action of opening the coffin for autopsy is not appropriate to his noble status, it is reasonable. If Xu Shaotang himself had the same experience as Mingzhi, he would do the same.

"Why do I need him to spare my life?"

Two threads of blood fell from the corner of the tomb keeper's mouth, but the tomb keeper didn't realize it. His hateful eyes were staring at Mingzhi. "Mingzhi, I know it's not your opponent. If you want to kill or cut, please do as you please. I will never frown!"

At the beginning, he begged to stop. Now that he had opened Yan Guiren's mausoleum, he had the idea of death in his heart. Why was he afraid of stopping?

"Do you want to be the ghost of my master? You are not qualified

Ming Zhi looked at the tomb keeper with pride, and with a light send, the tomb keeper's body suddenly flew out.

It's easier for him to kill the mausoleum keeper than to crush an ant, but he disdains to do so. As the most holy of the demon clan, he has his own arrogance.

The mausoleum keeper sat down on the ice with a self mocking smile on his face. He knew that Mingzhi's words were true. The people who died in Mingzhi's hands were not powerful for a while, and he didn't even have the qualification to be the souls of his subordinates.

Looking at the re closed mausoleum, the scenes of serving the master constantly passed in his mind. The mausoleum keeper slowly stood up from the ground and knelt down in front of the mausoleum step by step. He had been guarding the mausoleum for thousands of years, but he still didn't defend it. His soul was devoured by a strong sense of guilt. He wanted to go to the Jiuquan to apologize to the master.

"Master, no!"

Xu Shaotang guessed the idea of the tomb keeper, and hurried to dissuade him. At the same time, he ran to the tomb keeper, "master, Mingzhi is just opening the coffin to examine the corpse, and has not damaged the bones of master Yan. Now the tomb has been restored to its original state. In the future, you need to guard the tomb for master Yan, so that no one will disturb the peace of master Yan."

"No, I don't need anything..."

The mausoleum keeper gently closed his eyes. He should have died long ago, and now he lives only to guard the mausoleum for his master. Even if the mausoleum is restored, the peace of the master has been disturbed, and now the mausoleum has no meaning to guard.

But he said, "I don't want to stop him, but I don't want to stop him."

"Good!"

The mausoleum keeper took a cold look at Mingzhi. Just as he was about to lose his life, he slowly looked at Xu Shaotang, who was squatting beside him to persuade him. Suddenly, he sighed with a faint sigh: "it's all right, dust to dust, earth to earth! You are also a man of love and righteousness. I'd rather complete you than die with this cultivation. I hope you can remember today's love. If you have time, I'll come here and give you incense. "

"Master, don't..."

Before Xu Shaotang's words were finished, the tomb keeper suddenly caught him.

Before Xu Shaotang could react, he felt a strong force pouring into his body. With the continuous influx of that force, Xu Shaotang only felt that his body was going to be burst by this force. His muscles and veins were constantly expanding, and the green tendons were constantly wriggling on him.

At this time, the Dantian suddenly began to beat violently, and the Nuwa stone in Dantian devoured this power crazily."Well?"

The onlooker Ming Zhi suddenly looks at Xu Shaotang in surprise. When his divine sense sweeps over Xu Shaotang's body, a faint smile appears at the corner of his mouth and says to himself, "this boy is really the chosen one! Sure enough, there is a definite number in the dark... "

Xu Shaotang didn't hear the voice of death at all. After a short period of pain, he began to try to compete with the greedy Nvwa stone for the powerful power, and tried to refine it and turn it into his own power.

Little by little, Xu Shaotang was shocked at first, accepted calmly later, and then completely immersed in this force.

Finally, the tomb keeper gave Xu Shaotang all his life's accomplishments.

At the moment when he lost his cultivation, the tomb keeper suddenly lost his life. His eyes closed slowly, leaving nothing but skin and bones. Even his eyes were sunken, and he could not see the human form at all.

A cold wind blows, and the body of the tomb keeper is frozen. He still keeps the posture of crossing to Xu Shaotang.

Feeling the surging power in his body, Xu Shaotang silently looks at the frozen body of the mausoleum keeper. He slowly pulls his hand out of the mausoleum keeper's hand and kneels down in front of the mausoleum keeper's body.

"Xu Shaotang will never forget the great kindness of his predecessors!"

Facing the body of the tomb keeper, Xu Shaotang kowtowed three times. Then he straightened up and said solemnly, "please go away with peace of mind. I will never forget your instructions!"