Chapter 53 Hidden Dragon in the Abyss
The nine dragon pillars in the tomb were gradually covered in silver, as if they were made of white silver. The fur of the skull in the tripod was surging, and gradually the flesh and blood disappeared. Only fresh white bones were left, which made people's scalps numb.

"Let's go to the next place." The Taoist closed his eyes and stood there for a long time before he slowly exhaled a long breath, and his complexion gradually improved.

He looked at the people standing nearby and gave instructions to the burly man in a yellow robe beside him.

"Yes."

The strong man in yellow robe bowed respectfully and drove away the masters with his eyes wide open.

The masters were naturally reluctant, but things had come to this point, and no matter how reluctant they were, they had to obey. Otherwise, they would be careful that the yellow-robed thief would chop them off with a knife, and no matter how hard their necks were, their heads would fall to the ground.

They were driven like a herd of cattle, and under the supervision of the man in yellow robe, they walked towards Longling in a large number.

We walked forward and came to a passage with a single-plank path on all sides. It was pitch black on both sides, and there was a chilly air coming from it. The old men were shivering as they walked on the road wrapped in clothes. They smelled the stench of the tomb and prayed for their own safety in their hearts.

Suddenly, someone walked to the edge of the pit, his body tilted, and he fell into the deep pit with a scream of fear. Just after hearing the scream, I saw his figure being swallowed by the inky thing, and he died after a while.

"Pay attention to the rot pool." The Taoist saw this situation and knew that the pits on both sides were not simple. He ordered people to put torches on both sides to prevent the sacrifices from being lost.

After passing this point, you can see a deep valley. The valley is round in shape, with rocks everywhere. Looking down from the top, it looks like a dragon head overlooking the entire valley.

The Taoist looked at the dragon head carefully and smiled: "This is the real dragon tomb."

The eldest son of the Wang family also looked at the hanging stone that looked like a dragon head. It was uneven and had stalagmites growing on it. Under the light, it looked golden and scaly. It was like a golden dragon in the world, which amazed the viewers.

After all, there are so many wonders in this world, and there are such wonderful landscapes.

Walking around the Tan Valley, we came to a tomb. It was also supported by the Nine Dragon Pillars. However, the nine sons of the dragon were carved on the stone wall here. The sculptures were exquisite and vivid. It must have been carefully carved by skilled craftsmen to have such an exquisite appearance.

The Taoist ordered someone to put down another tripod, and then looked at the human sacrifice that was captured.

He walked slowly to the front of the crowd, looked at them and said with a smile: "I need to borrow three more heads. Who is willing to help me?"

"..."

After hearing this, everyone trembled all over, their hearts were filled with fear. They just secretly looked at the people around them, looked at each other, and took small steps back involuntarily.

Seeing that no one was telling the story, the Taoist stroked his whisk and sighed, "That's such a pity. I wanted to see who is sincere and who is fake. If someone is sincere to me, I will give him a way out."

His words were spoken lightly, but they caused a commotion among the people.

No one wants to die, and no one knows what this demon Taoist is thinking. But when he heard the Taoist's words, his mind began to overflow.

Before people had to wait long, an old man with a blessed look stood up.

He bowed to the Taoist priest, then pointed at a man and said, "The Taoist priest is a Taoist practitioner, so he must be kind-hearted. This wealthy man Xue is arrogant and rude, and often abuses his servants. Such evildoers are perfect as sacrifices for the Taoist priest."

"Bah! Mr. Bai! Don't think I don't know what you are thinking. And you still say I am arrogant?! Who in Jinling doesn't know that I treat my servants the best? When the Da Baoen Temple was destroyed, I even donated money!" The man who was accused by the old man was immediately unhappy. He stood up with his big belly and pointed at the old man's face and cursed.

His face was full of anger and his eyes were full of hatred. After cursing for a few times, he turned his head and looked at the Taoist.

"Master, please don't listen to this old man's nonsense. I have never abused my servants. I believe in Amitabha Buddha and the Jade Emperor, and I often give food to beggars. But this old man from the Bai family already has ten concubines, but he is still not satisfied. He robs and takes away innocent women. This kind of person deserves to die and go to hell!"

"Don't slander me!" The old man surnamed Bai also said angrily, and the two of them started cursing at each other right there. The curses became more and more intense, and they even exposed each other's past.

What about the other party making someone's family bankrupt and then taking possession of the girl.

Who embezzled the people's land and forced the other party's family to death?

Someone beat someone else's son to death, and in the end the matter was settled by paying some money.

In short, all the old and dirty deeds of the two families were brought to light, and the gentlemen present covered their faces when they heard it.

Even Li Daoxuan, who prided himself on having a good temper, was extremely disgusted when he heard what the two did. This damn bastard should have his head pried open and mercury poured into it. Then he should be buried underground, where he would be in so much pain that he would jump out and die from peeling off his skin.

The Taoist didn't stop the two men from arguing loudly, but just watched them fighting with a smile.

He gave the angry-looking man in yellow robe a look, and the man strode forward. In the astonished look of the two men, he grabbed one of them by the neck with one hand. He carried him to the cauldron like a chicken, pressed him to the edge of the cauldron, and stepped on one of them with one foot.

No matter how he struggled or begged for mercy, the sturdy man remained calm and drew his knife to chop at him.

The knife light flashed so fast that it flashed past like a burst of silver light. The head of the old man surnamed Bai fell into the cauldron, and then the head of the man surnamed Xue also flew up.

The blood from the two bodies spurted out and slowly filled the cauldron. The fresh blood plasma was steaming, as if it was being cooked in the cauldron.

The two men never understood until their death why the Taoist didn't listen to them and killed them. Their heads rolled into the cauldron and mixed with blood, and they stared at each other with wide eyes.

After ending two lives, the Taoist looked at everyone again as if nothing had happened. However, at this moment, no one dared to speak out without authorization. After all, there was already a precedent, and no one dared to be the first to speak out.

The Taoist looked around and said disappointedly: "It seems that no one is willing to help me. If there is someone who is willing to offer his head, I would look up to him. Now that it seems impossible, don't blame me for being rude."

The Taoist looked at the crowd with some surprise in his eyes. He walked into the crowd and found Li Daoxuan hiding among the crowd.

Looking Li Daoxuan up and down, he was somewhat interested in this boy who hadn't shaved his head: "Could this kid of yours be a disciple of the Taoist sect?"

Li Daoxuan didn't expect that the Taoist priest would suddenly fall in love with him. He felt his scalp tingling when he heard the Taoist priest's words. His mind was spinning rapidly, trying to find the most appropriate words.

He pondered silently. The Taoist's aura of quietly waiting became more and more oppressive.

Seeing the Taoist's expression, Li Daoxuan could only bite the bullet and answer: "I am a disciple of Mount Mao, and I have practiced Taoism for several years."

"Oh? It's fate." The Taoist said with a smile.

Li Daoxuan was very nervous when he heard this, fearing that the Taoist would say, "Since we are destined to meet, I will lend you my brain."

If this is the case, he can only give it a try and fight to the death with this Taoist.

Li Daoxuan quietly put his hand into his sleeve, secretly holding the Five Thunder Talisman, and looked at the Taoist priest.

He pretended to look innocent and pitiful, but the talisman under his sleeve was ready to explode at any time.

(End of this chapter)