extended your life by at least ten years! This isn't a matter of personal feelings!"Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!>The audience was stunned and amazed....Zhao Ping...Chapter 421

The disciple followed closely behind, walking with arrogance. When they passed Zhao Ping'an, he would steal a glance and laugh at him, the meaning quite obvious.

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Nan Gongjian also followed closely behind, walking and saying: "The truth will prevail. If you are guilty, it's not too late to confess now."

Nangong Rou looked weakly, waiting for Zhao Ping'an to speak. Would he really be worried about a sword inside They could have walked this far already.

"Let's go, maybe I overthought it."

Zhao Ping'an shook his head. There wouldn't be a sword, he was just worried they wouldn't come to an agreement. But then again, Li Qingfeng held the sword, it shouldn't be too much trouble.

Soon, everyone found the entrance to the large tomb.

Because someone had been in there before, many of the mechanisms were destroyed, so it was a smooth and uneventful journey.

The passage inside the tomb was cold and damp, with snakes and insects everywhere. People could only rely on their flashlights to illuminate the path. On both sides of the passage were exquisite murals, lifelike depictions mostly of scenes of bloodshed on the battlefield.

"According to my father, just ahead is the main burial chamber, and the sword is in front of the coffin in the main chamber!" Nanguang Rou's voice trembled a little.

Unless you were born into a family of antique collectors, an ordinary girl would never dare to enter.

Zhao Ping'an nodded slightly, but his expression grew increasingly solemn. As the ancients loved to record events through paintings, it wasn't difficult to see from the murals that the tomb owner was a battle-hardened general!

"Zhao Ping'an, I will soon abolish your magic arts!" Please let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

Zhao Changhai emphasized again and quickly walked forward.

He walked another twenty meters or so.

A closing stone gate appeared ahead, three meters wide and five meters high. It weighed at least ten thousand kilograms and blocked everyone's path.

"En" Nangong Rou saw the stone gate and became even more nervous, whispering, "Father said that the tomb door between the main chamber and the passage was open. How... how is it closed again"

This is a Shimen weighing over 100,000 jin. The entrance passage is narrow and small, with no room for tools to enter.

The door can't be closed!

Zhao Ping'an said solemnly, "It seems the owner of the tomb knew we were coming and knew we wouldn't bring swords, so they closed the gate."

He could open it easily, but doing so would harm his virtue and good fortune. What's more, the Nangong family owes others, and bowing their heads is not shameful!

Nangong Rou, upon hearing this, was about to bow her head.

"Hee hee."

Zhao Changhai suddenly let out a cold laugh, and said with disdain: “You claim to be from the Xuanjie, yet you are controlled by such an ominous thing!”

"You actually made Miss Nangong kowtow to a lewd object! You're bringing shame upon our ancestors!"

"Miss Nangong, no need to bow, watch me!"

The disciples also showed disdain.

"Zhao Ping'an, you may be skilled in martial arts and medicine, but Master Zhao has more experience in the esoteric arts!" Nan Gongjian said meaningfully.

"Little Rou, there's no need to bow. Look at Master Zhao!"

Nangong Rou's face was full of embarrassment as she looked at Zhao Pingan.

Zhao Ping'an smiled faintly, then let him see how to open this stone gate.

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"Hey, watch this!"

Zhao Changhai roared in anger, drawing his sword with a swift motion. He leaped into the air, his legs pushing off the ground, and plunged his sword into the stone door inscribed with runes, sparks flying everywhere!

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He swung his sword one last time, striking the stone gate. “Open!”

Here we go!

A piercing sound echoed within the tomb passage. But when the sound faded, the stone gate remained motionless, unaffected in any way. Even when he swung his sword at it, he couldn't leave a single mark!

Zhao Changhai frowned and angrily said, "Little ghost, Master of Zixing Pavilion is here, why don't you leave quickly!"

Let's get started!

He waved another sword.

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The stone gate remained motionless.ossible to protect it.Let's part ways here, best!Zhao Ping'an stepped forward, touched the tiger head which was as big as his upper body, and smiled: "I will enter Sheng now, and I will come out again...