This mausoleum is built in the pattern of seven stars swallowing the sun. Unexpectedly, this pattern is still the same in the ancient tomb, just like a matryoshka doll, with one ring inside the other.
“Now we can only search slowly. I hope we have better luck.”
Hu Mazi said.
“Then can you find the other six tombs?”
Chen Ping asked.
Hu Mazi paused and then said: “As for the remaining six mausoleums, as long as the power of the mountain and water source patterns does not disappear, even I will have a hard time finding them, unless it is a master who is more powerful than me!”
Chen Ping stopped talking. He had never met a master who was more powerful than Hu Mazi. When it came to finding holes and tombs, even Hu Bayi, the most famous master in Kyoto, was not even a bit worse than Hu Mazi.
Chen Ping followed Hu Mazi and continued to walk inside. The interior of this ancient tomb was huge, and there was a cave inside.
It’s like a cave within a cave, like another small world!
After walking for another ten minutes, Chen Ping followed Hu Mazi to a body of water. The water here was inky black and it was impossible to see the scene in the water. And in the middle of the water, there was a small island!
Looking from where they stood, they saw a small green tree growing on the island.
This verdant green tree has extremely narrow branches, and its entire body is emerald green.
The branches are not high, only about one meter high, but this emerald green branch is like a beautiful work of art.
From far away, you can smell the faint fragrance wafting from the lush green trees.
This is like a dead pool of water. I don’t know what is hidden under this dark water.
“Qingye Zhi…”
As soon as he saw this small island, which seemed to be shrouded by a mysterious force and slightly hidden by the green trees, a look of shock appeared on Hu Mazi’s face. This is a high-level spiritual grass called Qingye. Zhi.
It can be seen that this was transplanted and planted here by the owner of this ancient tomb. There is even a shallow spiritual soil under the roots of this tree.
This spiritual grass cannot survive on ordinary soil.
This kind of spiritual soil is light blue and granular, just like the cleanest blue sand.
Just that small square of spiritual soil is actually worth a fortune.
Even a grain of spiritual soil is infinitely more precious than a grain of gold! But unfortunately, not many people have seen this kind of thing nowadays.
“nice one.”
Chen Ping was breathing rapidly. The first time he saw this thing, Chen Ping knew it was a treasure!