l. What level is ancient martial arts now"After thinking for a moment, Lian Yi asked.Seventh level."Little uncle, my mental power is stronger than big brother's. I should be able to soothe his agitate..."Master Wu, what does this mean"

Before Feng Jiajia could speak, Professor Ma spoke first.

They entered the graveyard with only physical protection, but no soul protection. So after being startled, they were also hit by a hundred ghosts, causing one of their souls to be knocked out of their body from the impact. That's why they became sluggish.

Ripple explained patiently.

Professor Ma, my senior brothers were walking ahead of us, they opened a stone gate, and then a black monster rushed out, instantly swallowing them all.

We several female teammates were terrified, and in the end, we only remembered our senior brother shouting "Run!", so we scrambled out. We felt like we were shrouded in black air, and our memories after that became blurry.

Feng Jiajia tried her best to recall, but the more she thought, the paler her face became. It was evident that the previous impact had been significant; she was still trembling involuntarily, and Professor Ma even heard the sound of her teeth chattering.

"Jia Jia, don't think about it for now. We've already invited Master Wu from Long Tiger Mountain, she will definitely find a way."

Mr. Ma first soothed his students, then turned to Ripple and asked:

"Jia Jia's lost soul has returned, what about the others"

Even though Jiajia’s soul had left her body, it didn't linger in the graveyard. Instead, it stubbornly followed her main soul back here.

That's why I had the chance to intervene and return Feng Jiasheng's one soul to its rightful place.

Hearing the ripples' words, Professor Ma's face grew even worse.

"Can they get that soul back It's been so long!"

"I'll figure it out, Professor. Don't worry."

At this time, Wu Siming walked in and said to Lianyi:

"Master Wu, the logging team you requested will arrive tomorrow."

"Okay, I need a detailed map of this place with all the markings done beforehand. Tomorrow, as soon as the people arrive, we start moving."

Ripple also didn't want to waste time. She was afraid that if they delayed, the Ghost King in the cemetery would become aware and escape, rendering all her preparations useless.

Okay, no problem.

Wu Siming was a soldier by nature, known for his decisive and swift action. His own thirty-plus men were still missing in action. Seeing that Wu Tiansi was also a doer, the expression on his face visibly relaxed.

"Professor Ma, please inform your archaeological team that after sunset, they are not to leave the camp. I have set up protections here, and we will no longer be disturbed by the spirits."

"Okay, okay, I understand."

Professor Ma immediately agreed.

Liàn Yī turned and left with Wǔ Sī Míng, going to their tactical command tent.

"Master Wu, can my men hold out until the reinforcements arrive"

They are warriors who defend their homes and country, full of masculine vigor. They won't be harmed by ghosts for a while, they will only fall into an illusion. Sticking to it for seven or eight days should be fine, but if it goes on for too long, it won't work.

“I understand, I will have them there as soon as possible.”

That night, everyone in the camp had a rare sound sleep. There was no chilling sensation or feeling of being weighed down, and no nightmares. They slept soundly through the night without dreams and woke up refreshed.

Early in the morning, Wu Siming went to pick up the logging team and then divided them into two groups. Holding a map marked with ripples, they began to cut down trees.

The felled elm trees were directly transported by large machinery, without being parked at the camp site. This was Ripple's requirement.

The tree of Sophora japonica is inherently a ghost tree, the thing most easily inhabited by lingering spirits.

Ripple followed the two teams, burying spirit marrow carved in advance at the spots where they had felled trees.

Although it is only the size of a quail egg, this piece of spiritual essence is powerful due to the pure spiritual energy it contains and the runes etched on its surface.

Before the sun went down, Lian'i called a halt to the logging team and sent them back to camp to rest.

"Master Wu, since time is of the essence, why not work overtime and chop down trees tonight"

Wu Siming was really worried, so he ran straight to Lianyi to ask the reason.

"Captain of the Martial Camp, I know you're in a hurry, but we can't ignore the safety of the woodcutters. Believe me, if we cut down trees at night and disturb something in the cemetery, the woodcutters will be in danger."

The ripples explained calmly.

Wu Siming, after hearing this, could only give up.

The next day, when it was just dawn, the woodcutters began to work again.

Ripple knew that not only was Wu Siming anxious, but Professor Ma was also anxious. They just didn't dare to disrupt Ripple's arrangements, so they kept circling her, which made Ripple frown.

With no other choice, she called the two to her side and explained what remained to be done. She then gave Wu Siming the remaining spirit marrow, instructing him to place them according to her markings on the map.

"General Wu, Professor Ma, I know you're both anxious, so I'll enter the tomb ahead of schedule. But you must not make a single mistake with what I've instructed you to do. The consequences will be beyond your capacity to bear if anything goes wrong."

"Okay, Master Wu, please rest assured. We will supervise each other and make sure to complete what you have entrusted us with."

Only then did the ripples nod.

Actually, she had also planned to set up the Blazing Sun Formation and enter the tomb simultaneously. She was just waiting for the best time to enter the tomb.

During this year, when the sun is closest to the Earth's surface, it is also the time when ghosts retreat and the Ghost King's power is at its weakest.

After making arrangements for what came next, Lianyi waved her sleeve and entered the cemetery alone.

The cemetery has been partially excavated by archaeologists, and the entrance is right where that unfortunate hiker fell in before.

The ripples gracefully leaped down, and looking into the pit that had already been cleaned out, there were no more bones inside.

But the throng of tormented spirits within, still cried out in agony, as if lost and wandering in the pit after their skeletal anchors were gone.

Upon discovering the mortal named Ripple, it roared and surged towards her.

Ripple didn't waste any words, she simply took out a wooden plaque carved from a locust tree. She activated the formation on its surface, and then all the rushing ghostly spirits were absorbed into the locust wood plaque, finally being sealed by Ripple.

This is also another reason why she follows the lumberjacks, to make containers for storing souls. A hundred-year-old elm tree is undoubtedly the best material.

After collecting the vengeful spirits from the burial pits, Ripples continued to move forward.

After leaving the burial chamber, there was a long corridor paved with black stone slabs. The slabs were uneven and rough, clearly caused by someone triggering a mechanism.

After a hundred meters, Liàn Yī saw another small tomb chamber. The thirty-square-meter space was also built of stone. It was empty except for four clay guards holding swords, as if they were guarding the master of the tomb.

Looking at the opened tomb behind the terracotta guardians, Lian Ri was certain this was the place Feng Jiajia had mentioned, where she and her three senior brothers had been separated.

But she did not rush inside, instead turning her gaze to the four terracotta statues. For within them, she saw vengeful spirits teeming with malice.

The resentful spirit, trapped within the earthenware figurines, is desperately trying to break free from its confinement.we'll see his attitude."Wang Zhenzhen closed her eyes and said softly.Wang Yaozu on the side was a little confused, wondering how this had anything to do with his Wang family. However, he didn't dare...