Strongest Guard

These words were definitely not random.    

Thinking back to back then, the owner of a certain manor in the western suburbs of Qingshan City had attempted to pry into Lee Nanfang's true appearance with just the tiniest bit of Profound Sect he had learned.    

Then there was Chen Yu'er who spied on Lee Nanfang and was punished by the Black Dragon. If it wasn't for Master Empty expending his blood essence and helping her avert the disaster, she would have long turned into a pitch black carbon core.    

Just by spying on the freakishly talented Black Dragon, these two had suffered such severe punishments.    

Then what would happen to those who spied on the world's forces and leaked the secrets of feng shui?    

The Great Elder was the strongest person in all of the heaven and earth Profound Sect.    

He walked this path, and there were plenty of ways to avoid disaster and disaster.    

Otherwise, why would he shut his eyes tightly and not open them for a long time after saying the words "Hidden Dragon in the Sky"?    

However, Old Man Wang was different.    

He was just an ordinary old village man.    

It was only because his ancestors from a thousand years ago had led the way to the army that had buried the father of the Emperor that he knew such a huge secret.    

From generation to generation, it was passed down only through their own family members, so it wasn't that big of a deal.    

However, once word spread, the consequences would be unimaginable.    

Old Man Wang's second uncle's experience over 40 years ago was a bloody example.    

Unfortunately, Old Man Wang didn't think much of it.    

Today, he had revealed his secret to the Great Elder, and the retribution he got was simply not too fast.    

The conversation on the mountaintop had just ended.    

At the foot of the mountain, an accident happened to the team that moved the earth and moved the graves.    

Old Man Wang's eldest son was the first to dig up the ancestral grave, asking someone to help him take out the coffin inside.    

The tomb here was at least forty years old.    

At that time, the state had yet to introduce explicit funeral regulations, and few chose to bury the ashes.    

They were all custom-made coffins, where the deceased were placed, and their bodies were directly buried.    

Old Man Wang's son's first grave was his great-grandfather's.    

He chose a corner and dug out a space for him to stand. Then, he tied a rope around both ends of the coffin and asked someone to help him pull it up.    

The four burly boys pulled on it, and Old Man Wang's son pushed on it from below.    

It was unknown who let go of him.    

The huge coffin tilted and struck the edge of the hole, opening a crack in the ground. It slid down and flipped on its side, pressing down on the living beings below.    

This frightened the surrounding people quite a bit.    

He was flustered and tried to pull the coffin up to check on Old Man Wang's son.    

But then, something strange happened.    

The coffins, which had previously been pulled up easily by the four strong young men, were now in their hands, unable to move at all.    

The coffin seemed to weigh a thousand kilograms.    

It was like there was a ghost pressing down on one's body.    

The emotions of the bystanders became even more panicked.    

Old Man Wang, who was pregnant with two babies for eight months, threw herself on the edge of the grave and cried as he asked if her man was alright.    

Logically speaking, the coffin shouldn't have been that high, but it still slowly slid down.    

Even if they could suppress him, they definitely wouldn't be able to do so.    

Even a fracture is unlikely.    

However, Old Man Wang's son didn't respond at all.    

Everyone moved closer to take a look and felt their scalps tingle.    

The opening of the coffin was directly facing Old Man Wang's son's nose and mouth.    

A brawny man from the village, who did not have any external wounds, was spitting white foam as his entire body spasmed nonstop.    

The coffin that more than a dozen people could not even move was shaking non-stop under his twitching.    

What was going on?    

Even if Teacher Ma came back to life, it was impossible to use materialism to explain this phenomenon.    

Someone rushed up the mountain and called Old Man Wang down.    

He walked all the way to the foot of the mountain and listened to the narration of the people around him. Then, he saw the condition of his son.    

Old Man Wang shouted for an ambulance.    

Yes, calling an ambulance is easy.    

However, the key issue was that the ambulance was here, so it might not be useful.    

The body was pressed under the coffin, and the coffin could not be pulled up.    

It was a completely unsolvable problem.    

Looking at his son's expression, it seemed that he wouldn't be able to hold on for long.    

Old Man Wang was so anxious that his eyebrows were on fire. Suddenly, an idea struck him. He got up and separated the crowd, then ran up the mountain.    

"Old deity, save me!"    

"Old deity, I beg of you, please save my son."    

Along the way, Old Man Wang crawled and rolled as he screamed, completely disregarding the fact that his face was bruised and his head was bleeding. When he saw the Great Elder, he fell on his knees on the gravel.    

There was no need to ask. The Great Elder could guess what had happened.    

He sighed, "Come, let me take a look."    

Just now, during the conversation, Great Elder purposely lied to Old Man Wang once because he wanted to protect this old man for the rest of his life.    

The old man is a longevity, and that's hard to change.    

However, the old man's next few decades of life, whether to live in pain or to enjoy the joy of heaven, that was fate.    

He revealed his secret, and the heavens punished him for losing his son all the time. This was something that could be predicted.    

The Great Elder had already helped him once, so he didn't mind helping him a second time.    

In any case, Old Man Wang had let the Great Elder see the land of Feng Shui, a "Hidden Dragon in the Sky" that others could not see in their entire lives.    

Then it would be worth it for Grand Elder to help him to the end.    

Even though they were asking Old Man Wang to lead the way, the Head Elder's footsteps were light. He was walking slowly, but in the blink of an eye, he was already halfway up the mountain.    

Yang Guanguan followed closely behind and joined in the fun, using the same posture as before.    

When Old Man Wang had just gotten up from the ground, the two of them had already walked quite a distance when he turned around.    

He couldn't believe his eyes.    

While he was still in a daze, a hand reached out horizontally and grabbed his shoulder.    

With the old man in tow, Zhan Hsingshen took a step forward and jumped down.    

It felt like he was flying.    

Why did he arrive at the foot of the mountain in the blink of an eye?    

Immortals.    

It must be a deity.    

This entire family was a god!    

Old Man Wang thought like this. When he stood on the solid ground at the foot of the mountain, he saw an old man and a young man rushing into the crowd and standing by the side of the grave.    

Over there, Old Man Wang's Daughter-in-law was still digging around with all her might, trying to dig out her man from the side with a wail.    

It wasn't that the person beside him didn't want to help, but he was too scared to.    

A few kind-hearted aunties wanted to drag Old Man Wang and Daughter-in-law away, but they couldn't.    

On the contrary, Yang Guanguan and Ai, on the other hand, felt that the name was weird.    

King Xuanyuan also didn't like this name, so he might as well change it to Yang Xiao.    

On the other hand, when Yang Xiao got close enough, he grabbed Old Man Wang and Daughter-in-law's collar and threw them backward without any hesitation.    

A slightly plump village woman would at least weigh a hundred kilograms.    

Like a little chick, he was directly thrown into the air.    

But don't forget, this woman is eight months pregnant. If she really falls to the ground, the situation will only get worse.    

Yang Xiao did not care about that.    

The old man asked them to help him save his son, but didn't say anything about saving Daughter-in-law and his grandson.    

He had fallen to his death, and everything was over.    

It had nothing to do with him.    

Well, that's what it says.    

However, why did Yang Xiao throw away the direction of the people, was Zhan Hsingshen pulling Old Man Wang to walk towards the direction.    

Zhan Hsingshen was quick to catch it.    

After dispelling the impact produced by Yang Xiao's casual toss, he turned around and stuffed the person into Old Man Wang's arms.    

This eunuch was carrying the pregnant Daughter-in-law.    

Old Man Wang's mind was in a mess. He quickly helped Daughter-in-law to sit down on the side and called for the villagers to take care of them. Then, he ran towards the grave in a hurry.    

The tomb.    

Yang Xiao was thrown behind Old Man Wang and Daughter-in-law. Just as he was about to squat down and take a look, he was stopped by the Head Elder.    

"Be careful, your highness. There is corpse aura."    

The Great Elder waved his sleeve and waved it in the air twice. It was unknown what he was dispersing, but he covered his mouth and nose and squatted down.    

Yang Xiao was slightly surprised.    

She clearly didn't see anything, so where did this corpse aura come from?    

Perhaps because he knew that the King would have doubts, the Great Clan Elder stretched out his hand to press on the coffin beneath the grave, opened up his fingers to measure, and softly explained, "Your Majesty, the corpse aura is a poison produced by a corpse rotting inside a sealed coffin.    

Those who had not learned the technique of Profound Sect comparable to that of Yu Mu could not see it.    

In the past, apart from the lid of the padlocked town, many coffins were sealed with wax.    

Not ventilated, impervious to water, corpse gas all year round.    

Ordinary corpse gas, bluish gray, tasteless, inhales mouth and nose can induce hallucinations, blocking the breathing of people.    

The heavier corpse gas was black, like smoke.    

After the contamination, his face turned black.    

Under normal circumstances, only the deceased would have instructed the future generations to place some Mandala powder in the coffin. It was only by neutralizing the gas emitted by the anesthetic drug and the rotting corpse that the highly toxic black corpse gas would be produced.    

From the looks of it, the person who was being buried had prevented others from stealing the tomb before.    

Unexpectedly.    

The person who didn't steal the tomb had actually harmed his descendant.    

The cycle of the heavenly dao, karmic retribution … it really is hard to say. "    

While speaking, the Great Elder's hand had already measured the edge of the coffin's lid a few times. Finally, he chose a certain spot and suddenly exerted his strength.    

Kacha.    

He opened the coffin and closed it.    

"Come, people, pick up this coffin!"    

The Great Elder stood up and shouted at the surrounding people. Then, he led Yang Xiao to the side and dodged to the side.    

The surrounding villagers were in a daze, not knowing what had happened. No one dared to approach.    

Only when Old Man Wang was extremely anxious, did he push the few youngsters over and once again grabbed the rope that tied the coffin.    

"One, two, three, rise!"    

Someone shouted loudly, and a few strong young men joined in the fray.    

The coffin that had previously been unpulled by more than a dozen people was now easily lifted.    

Old Man Wang was the first to rush into the grave. He pushed open the coffin and held his son in his arms.    

People were still breathing, and there were no obvious injuries.    

However, the darkened servant's body would twitch from time to time.    

Old Man Wang was about to cry. He crawled out of the grave with his son in his arms and knelt in front of the Great Elder, crying for help.    

The Great Elder sighed. He wanted to bow towards the King and invite him to make his move, but he realized that there were so many people around him. As his grandfather, how could he be so courteous to his granddaughter?    

For a moment, the situation was a little awkward.    

Luckily, Yang Xiao wasn't someone who was slow on the uptake. Just by looking at Great Elder's expression, one could tell what he was thinking.    

Saving a poisoned person was too easy for Yang Xiao.    

Ye Zichen casually took out a pill and stuffed it into Old Man Wang's son's mouth.    

That pill was something Yang Xiao borrowed himself.    

There was a medicinal catalyst inside, which was rather laughable. It was the blood she had taken when she was treating someone.    

Lee Nanfang was immune to all poisons, so the effects were obvious.    

Not long later, Old Man Wang's son stopped twitching and his expression eased a little.    

It was at this moment that the ambulance finally arrived.    

Old Man Wang kowtowed to Yang Xiao and thanked them. He followed the ambulance and accompanied his son to the hospital.    

Yang Xiao and the Great Elder did not care how others moved the graves.    

After walking out of the crowd, he returned to the top of the mountain and looked towards the east side of Xiliang Mountain once again. Yang Xiao's gaze was sharp as he asked softly: "Great Elder, do you want to go take a look?"