Chapter 1341 , Siege

After hearing these words, Zhou Yan raised his eyelids and said in surprise: "Could it be that the bones in the ancient tomb are monsters?"

"Well, that's right." Gu Heng nodded, and said in a deep voice: "This corpse was very powerful during its lifetime. Even if it fell for a thousand years, it can explode with strong fluctuations, causing the entire cave to be greatly impacted, causing landslides and ground cracks, and the underground palace to collapse. Bury me in."

Hearing this, Zhou Yan sighed with emotion that Gu Heng is worthy of being a cultivator. He has been dead for many years. With only a single slough, he can compete against a powerful cultivator. From this, it can be inferred that Gu Heng's combat power before his death has definitely reached the base period.

It's a pity that in the end, he was still surrounded and suppressed by the powerful in the cultivation world, and was brutally murdered.

"Don't you find it strange?"

Suddenly, Gu Heng changed the subject and said: "It stands to reason that when immortal cultivators fall, their bones should be turned into fly ash. Why are they preserved?"

"Senior, what do you mean, Senior Gu is not completely dead, but still alive?" Zhou Yan was stunned.

"My memory is fuzzy, but this is the only thing I remember." Gu Heng said in a deep voice, "Perhaps, I can help you awaken this obsession and regain control of your physical body."

"Senior Gu, please tell me..." Zhou Yan was excited in his heart, and hurriedly said: "If senior can help me recover my body, this junior is willing to be an ox and a horse for senior..."

For Zhou Yan, as long as he can regain his home, no matter how hard or tiring he is, it is worth his efforts.

What's more, as long as Gu Heng wakes up and gives some pointers, he can save five hundred years of struggle.

"Little guy, you don't have to worry."

Sensing Zhou Yan's attitude, Gu Heng said with a smile: "With your aptitude and potential, in time, you will surely be able to embark on the road of cultivating immortals, and even surpass my past achievements..."

"Senior is too good." Zhou Yan shook his head humbly. After getting to know Gu Heng, he has a broad mind and confidence in his future.

"Hahaha..." Gu Heng raised his head and laughed loudly, as if he had returned to his youth.

...

Night fell.

A crescent moon hangs in the air.

Zhou Yan sat in front of the grave with his knees crossed, his fists resting on his knees, his face was serious, and he closed his eyes to rest his mind.

a long time.

"Huh..." Zhou Yan opened his eyes and exhaled foul air.

Immediately, Zhou Yan took out the silver needle, pierced the skin of his left arm, squeezed out blood and dripped it into the coffin.

hum!

The silver needle trembled and glowed red, as if it had come to life.

In an instant, the silver needle trembled like a living thing. It moved and shuttled in the coffin, bringing out bloodstains, which finally gathered on the right hand.

hum!

Suddenly, blood gushed out and seeped into the coffin.

bang bang! bang bang!

The coffin shook violently, as if something was about to come out of it, shaking violently.

"what……"

Zhou Yan screamed, pale with fright, trembling all over.

"Calm down, don't panic..." Gu Heng's voice sounded, a little indifferent, but with a kind of magical power, which made people calm down.

Gu Heng is a cultivator, so he naturally knows that Zhou Yan's current state is only caused by fear, and he can recover from it as long as he survives this period of time.

Sure enough, before Zhou Yan came back to his senses, a cloud of black mist emerged and spread rapidly, covering Zhou Yan's whole body.

"Ah..." Zhou Yan screamed, struggling to avoid it, but to no avail, he could only watch helplessly as the black mist wrapped around him.

"Chi Chi..."

As soon as the black mist touched Zhou Yan, it immediately corroded the skin, and dense blood bubbles appeared in an instant, causing pain to the heart.

"Puchi..."

Immediately afterwards, the flesh and blood burst open, and the strong smell of blood lingered.

Zhou Yan let out a muffled snort, bead-sized beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, his face became distorted and hideous, excruciatingly painful.

"Senior Gu, save me..." Zhou Yan wailed endlessly.

At this time, Gu Heng was standing beside the tomb, with his hands behind his back, his expression stern, and he turned a blind eye.

"Senior, save me quickly..." Zhou Yan cried.

"Gu Heng, don't forget the original oath."

Gu Heng snorted coldly, and said in a cold tone: "I once said that you will never leave the ancient tomb in this life. Since you have broken your promise, you should bear the corresponding price."

Although Gu Heng is no longer alive, his prestige is still deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

All immortal cultivators respect the strong.

In the world of cultivation, strength is the most important thing, and the weak prey on the strong.

"Senior, I was wrong..."

Zhou Yan begged, feeling extremely remorseful in his heart, and wished he could slap himself twice. He clearly knew Gu Heng's temper, so why did he bring up these old grievances.

At this moment, Zhou Yan only hoped that Gu Heng could forgive his slip of the tongue and not take his life.

"Ugh……"

Gu Heng sighed: "Boy, I did make a big promise back then, but I couldn't bear to see someone go astray, so I decided to abolish your cultivation with my own hands, deport you, and send you back to your original position." Face, reincarnated and reincarnated..."

"What?" Zhou Yan was stunned.

"Boy, you are very talented and hardworking. I have given you a chance to make a fortune, but you don't know how to cherish it, and you want to seek your own death."

Gu Heng said softly: "I have tried my best to restore it, but I still haven't been able to prevent the tragedy from happening..."

Hearing this, Zhou Yan's face was sluggish, his head was ignorant, and he couldn't believe it.

He couldn't figure it out, why did Gu Heng give up on himself?

Could it be that Gu Heng had expected that he would die unexpectedly?

However, why did Gu Heng make such a prediction? Could it be that, decades ago, Gu Heng was right about today? This is simply too exaggerated, Gu Heng can't be a monster...

"Little guy, go at ease."

Gu Heng waved his sleeves, a vast and unpredictable force suddenly swept over, imprisoned Zhou Yan's limbs, and crushed him to the ground.

Immediately, Gu Heng stretched out his skinny and shriveled palm, and pressed it on Zhou Yan's shoulder, and strands of pure vitality poured into Zhou Yan's body.

In an instant, Zhou Yan's whole body froze, as if an electric current flowed through his body, and as the vitality entered his body, the pain subsided and he became warm and comfortable.

"Boom~~~"

After a while, Zhou Yan only heard a thunderous sound coming from his ears.

At the same time, an illusory portal slowly emerged, and brilliance gushed out from the cracks in the door.

"The door is open."

Zhou Yan's eyes widened, filled with excitement, his heart beat faster, he hurriedly got up, rushed to the crack of the door impatiently, and looked outside with his head.

Swish Swish Swish...

In an instant, a series of gazes looked over at him in unison.

"hiss!"

Zhou Yan took a breath, his pupils shrank, his body trembled in horror.

Outside the crack of the door, in the dark and dim environment, stood densely packed corpse insects.

These corpse insects, shaped like spiders, are dark in color, three inches long, small in size, with bulging abdomens, shining scarlet luster.

Corpse worms, as the name suggests, are corpse worms!

There were so many corpse insects, they swarmed over, covering the sky and covering the ground, blocking out the sun, and the gloomy cold wind hit, Zhou Yan was terrified and felt chills all over his body.

"Roar……"

"Whoa..."

The corpse insect roared lowly, fluttered its wings and darted towards Zhou Yan.

"Go away..." Zhou Yan yelled angrily, drew his sword and killed a few corpse insects, but it was useless at all, the corpse insects continued to flow, and he was brave enough to die.

In just a short moment, dozens of corpse insects pounced on Zhou Yan's body, gnawing at his flesh.