Reunion

"Recorder Ning, we've already dug in five places, and each one is made of this thick layer of bluestone. Is your method of pointing really working?"

"I'm good at tracking, but not at finding graves!"

Ning Cheng looked utterly helpless.

Everyone has their own area of expertise. He wasn't a member of the tomb-digging school, so it's normal that he was out of his depth when digging tombs and couldn't find the real entrance.

The only thing that Ning Cheng was relieved about was that no one from the Liang Prince's Mansion came to this burial area again, which meant that their digging around in the wild caves didn't cause any trouble.

If the Technique Method mark hadn't been nearby, Ning Cheng wouldn't have wanted to dig up the grave.

The most critical problem is that he hasn't found the proper entrance to the tomb yet.

It's understandable that old tombs are overgrown with weeds and difficult to find the entrance, but the tombs in the Fengxize mountain area shouldn't have been constructed for very long, so the entrances shouldn't be buried so completely that they're nowhere to be found.

Looking at the five large pits of varying depths that had been dug out, Ning Cheng couldn't help but feel troubled.

"Is that kid some kind of demon in disguise? He managed to get into the tomb, but we can't get in!"

The military general surnamed Lu, who was questioning the meaning of life, even began to express some rather unconventional ideas.

"A rat demon?"

"A pangolin demon?"

"Demons possess Yao Qi. Ordinary demons cannot ride horses, but he rode such a yellow horse for such a long time; he shouldn't be a demon!"

"Everyone, where should we start digging next?"

Discussions are one thing, but as long as Ning Cheng's Technique Method imprint remains unchanged, the work still needs to be done.

With the help of iron helmets and other equipment, the group dug the pit quite quickly.

Only when encountering a layer of rock do they have to abandon their search for a new location.

"Let's try here again, I feel so close!"

After closing his eyes and concentrating for several seconds, Ning Cheng pointed to a new location.

His immediate feeling was that the other person was right behind the door, and he could reach out and touch them as soon as he pushed the door open.

The two sides were only a tiny bit apart, yet Ning Cheng and the others couldn't reach out and touch them.

"Even if there are big rocks down there, we'll dig them out this time," Ning Cheng said confidently. "Once we dig them out, we'll definitely see him!"

"You said that again! Can't we just dig up the places that have already been dug out?!" the military officer surnamed Lu said with a headache.

"It's feasible, but the rock layer over there might be quite thick, and it's several feet away from him," Ning Cheng said.

"Then let's dig a new hole!"

He replied dejectedly, then went back to digging in the yellow earth with his helmet.

The same level of enthusiasm they had when they stormed into Fengxize to arrest people is now matched by their dejection.

The people preferred to fight with swords and knives rather than use helmets and other items to dig in the earth and find the grave.

Currently, they lack not only professional command but also professional tools, making them very inefficient and the process quite painful.

"In the past, this kind of hard labor was done by the Mountain Moving Sect. One of them is worth ten of us. Even if they dig with their bare hands, they're faster than us with shovels!"

People from the Mountain Moving Sect are rare these days!

"Who would want to join this kind of school of thought and practice when they've been doing all the hard labor!"

"It's not that we necessarily have to make them do hard labor, it's that their school's top-level secret manuals are gone. They have a lot of strength but lack the ability to fight back. They lose to everyone they fight. What can they do if they don't work!"

"We..."

"Don't speak, I think I can hear something coming from inside!"

After digging for a while, everyone lowered their voices when Ning Cheng raised his hand.

At first, only Ning Cheng, a Technique Method practitioner, could hear the faint sound, but as the yellow earth was moved away, others also heard the faint sound.

"It's hollow down here, it's a tomb," Ning Cheng said happily. "I'll send some rain to wash away the soil, and you guys see if you can find a crack in the stone, then we'll pry open this stone slab!"

He muttered incantations, and a wisp of dark cloud appeared in the sky.

Nearly ten minutes later, a gust of wind swept by, and a light rain began to fall.

"Ning Lushi is skilled at manipulating the law; he specifically made it drizzle within a three-zhang radius of our area!"

"I really love this ability; I never have to worry about drinking water or taking a bath anywhere!"

"I've heard that summoning wind and rain is a great Divine Ability!"

The three generals whispered among themselves, while Ning Cheng's face alternated between pale and flushed.

It's not that he's good at controlling the law, but that his ability to command the wind and rain is just that strong.

If it weren't for the difficulty of finding water in the mountains, he wouldn't have made such a fool of himself.

Once the Law Power was infused stronger, the raindrops began to patter down, constantly washing away the soil in the gaps between the bluestone stones.

"There really is a gap!"

"It's a pity I bought my greatsword on credit, otherwise I could have easily pried these stones off with a single thrust!"

"I suddenly remembered that the Daoist priest only offered three days' credit; it seems all our treasures are going down the drain!"

"That ignorant little Daoist priest dares to sell us our livelihood! We'll tear his temple down tomorrow!"

Despite the complaints, they got things done quickly.

The three of them each took a corner of the bluestone and, along the crack, shouted and exerted their strength in unison.

The crimson aura permeated his hands and then flowed into his legs, which were treading on the ground.

"One!"

"Two!"

"Three!"

With continuous coordinated effort, the boulder embedded in the soil began to sway, revealing a corner of the tomb.

A chilling aura swept over them, and the warmth they felt vanished instantly, as if they had stepped into an icy river, leaving them with a chilling sensation.

"This tomb seems to be cursed; anyone who trespasses will likely meet a terrible end!"

Ning Cheng sniffed the air and sensed that it was filled with the smells of decay, plague, and corrosion. Just a whiff of it made him feel unwell.

But in his perception, the closer he got to his own Technique Method imprint, the more it seemed to be only two feet away.

The 'swish swish swish' sound can be heard directly without needing to use your senses.

"Move the rock, the person is underneath. Let's chisel a little more and we'll see him!"

Ning Cheng whispered.

He disregarded his sorcerer's constitution and joined the ranks of those moving stones.

The entrance to this large tomb was forcibly pushed open by the crowd, creating a gap of about half a foot.

"I couldn't push it anymore, it's like the stone is rooted to the ground, it just won't budge... Strangely, I can push it again!"

During the process, some strange things inevitably happened, but everyone had no choice but to bite the bullet and get to work.

Ning Cheng gestured to indicate that the other party was only a hand's width away from them.

If the stone is moved, and the space underneath is hollow, everyone will have to demonstrate their ability to split the stone.

"As long as the bottom isn't solid, I can break it with a single slap. I've cleaved through thick bluestone like this before..."

The general surnamed Lu, panting, made a few gestures, but before everyone could start moving, a sinister aura enveloped them, and their limbs immediately stiffened.

The sweet, cloying taste reached their mouths, and everyone looked at each other, their expressions changing.

"Everyone... everyone, please push this dragon-severing stone a little bit more... I'm stuck inside and can't get out, and there are still rocks falling like crazy from behind. Please hurry!"

Just as they were about to spit out a mouthful of blood, they heard a voice coming from behind the blue stone.

A glance revealed a head wedged between two rocks.

"That kid really is inside!"

A torrent of Evil Qi surged forth from the tomb. Anyone with slightly weaker cultivation would surely die from vomiting blood if they tried to force their way into this great tomb.

However, Zhang Xuezhou did not show any signs of vomiting blood or dying. As he desperately tried to squeeze out, the eerie aura that everyone felt quickly subsided.