The people outside the coffin included touching gold, moving mountains and unloading mountains.
He has the inheritance of three sects.
Even Yang Fang, who has the least experience, has been in the martial arts world for six or seven years. He has opened countless coffins and fought upside down. There are at least dozens of rigor mortis suppressed by the magic whip.
So.
Although the gaze from deep within the crack flashed past.
But it was still keenly captured by several people in an instant.
“Zongzi?”
Yang Fang raised the corner of his mouth, but there was some unknown expectation in his tone.
I saw many ancient corpses along the way.
But it’s either a mummy or a skeleton.
Except for the current season, the Black Desert is under extreme heat and drought for most of the year, so even if it is close to places with dragon veins such as Kunlun and Tianshan, the possibility of rigor mortis is very slim.
So, suddenly I saw a rice dumpling.
For him, it was definitely an unexpected surprise.
“Be careful.”
Seeing him like this, Partridge Whistle couldn’t help but frown slightly.
He has always acted calmly and steadily.
The same is true for the old foreigners brought out.
Even the youngest flower spirit occasionally has the temperament of a girl, but she never dares to be careless in the fight under the tomb.
After reminding him, he looked at his junior brother.
“Here, help me.”
"Open the coffin and take a look first."
The old foreigner naturally would not refuse, so he immediately put away his mirror umbrella and hung the wind lantern on the stone beam beside him.
"I'm coming too."
"I've been waiting to open the coffin for a long time, but I want to see if this woman is a human, a ghost, or a real demon crawling out of the ground? ”
Yang Fang rubbed his hands, eager to try.
As for Kunlun, although he didn't say a word from beginning to end, his eyes had already fallen on the iron chains wrapped around the coffin, thinking about how to open it?
For several people's actions.
Chen Yulou did not stop him, but looked at the iron chains with the help of the sky lantern above his head and the surrounding firelight.
Seven in total.
As thick as a human arm.
Go around and lock the giant coffin.
This scene was so familiar that it reminded him of the Xianwang Underground Palace in Zhelong Mountain at a glance.
Three strange coffins symbolize the shadow bones of the Three Hells of the King, and the most amazing one among them is the same as the giant bronze coffin.
Iron chains lock the body and a bronze mirror hangs on the head.
‘Suppress the corpse coffin! ’
But it is not unexpected to appear in King Xian's tomb. After all, the Shadow Bones of the Three Hells are for those who were extremely evil during their lifetime, and those who had so much resentment.
And Queen Jingjue...
Suppressed the thirty-six countries.
The upper part can communicate with the snake god, and the lower part can lead to the imaginary space with a wave of the hand.
For such a high-ranking daughter of the snake god, it is not considered a violent death, because the mountain is a mausoleum and the big tree is sealed. It is in line with her status to kill prisoners alive and be buried with them in the golden mountain.
There are still seven chains to lock the coffin.
It’s too weird.
Thinking of this, Chen Yulou approached the outside of the coffin, grabbed one of the iron chains, and flicked it with his finger.
Smoke and dust suddenly appeared on the chain.
Even though thousands of years have passed, the iron chain still shows no signs of rust and corrosion in such a humid and dark environment.
The iron buckles the size of a baby's hand are locked tightly.
He was shot at this moment.
A clear and bright sound echoed back and forth.
Thick dust fell, and soon, Taoist talisman-like text symbols appeared in sight.
On the inside of the iron buckle and copper ring, countless words have clearly been carved by someone.
It is slightly different from the surrounding ghost cave texts.
It seems to be closer to the Khalu text on the ancient map they obtained before.
"This is..."
Looking at the ancient bronze inscriptions and the ghost cave sutra urns around it.
Chen Yulou suddenly thought of a bold possibility in his mind.
The emperors of the Han Dynasty longed for immortality, so from the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, alchemists from the six countries were rampant. Until the Song and Ming Dynasties, everyone from the emperor to the common people had the dream of a Taoist Lord, a true immortal, and eternal life.
And in the rumors.
Seven days after death, the ghost returns to the earth.
Therefore, in order to achieve resurrection from the dead within this time, the ancients used all their means.
Looking at these many cipher text ancient symbols.
It seems more like resurrecting souls than suppressing the undead.
"Slow down, push the coffin in."
While he was hesitating, the sound of the partridge whistle came again.
Because of those iron chains, the coffin cannot be opened horizontally, so it can only be pushed from the front using the boat coffin method.
“Okay.”
Several people nodded.
No one said much, they just suppressed their inner uneasiness and anticipation, silently counting one, two, three, and then exerting force at the same time.
The entire coffin body is made of an astonishingly large piece of sacred tree. There are almost no traces of man-made modifications, and the original appearance is largely preserved.
Even the bark is almost preserved.
If it weren't for that crack, it would be almost difficult to find the seam between the coffin lid and the body.
Under the firelight, the coffin was covered with golden light.
It is indeed the sacred tree that even the First Emperor was searching for.
Even though thousands of years have passed and dead people have been buried in it, the fragrance of the wood is still astonishingly strong.
Click——
With the exertion of several people.
The coffin lid quickly slid deeper into the cave.
When a dark and deep opening was revealed at the head of the coffin, the group stopped at the same time and stepped back with a tacit understanding.
To prevent the accumulated corpse energy in the coffin from breaking out.
If it is inhaled into the body, it will cause a lot of trouble.
But...
To the surprise of several people.
There is not much fishy and pungent smell in the coffin.
It seems that there is no corpse buried in the coffin.
But how is this possible? They saw that eerie look before.
Seeing that there was no movement in the coffin, Partridge Whistle tightened the black scarf on his face, opened his umbrella, and quickly approached the head of the coffin in a flash.
Taking advantage of the surrounding firelight, he quickly glanced inside the coffin.
Just this one look.
The expression on his face suddenly froze, and a rare look of disbelief appeared in his deep eyes.
"Senior brother?"
After noticing something strange about him, the old foreigner was worried that something might happen, so he couldn't help but shout in a low voice.
Previously on the cliff above my head.
Obviously the corpse flower was cut off and ignited out of thin air. The senior brother was stunned and actually tried to go forward and put out the flames.
That scene made him think of himself.
I came down with Yang Fang earlier.
He also seemed to have hit something evil invisibly. According to what Yang Fang said, his eyes were red at the time and he looked like he was about to kill someone.
But...
Afterwards, he recalled it carefully.
The old foreigner had no memory of his own changes.
It was as if a pair of invisible hands were peeling away the fragment of memory in my mind.
This place is too evil to tolerate any sloppiness.
He was also worried that if it was not only the corpse flower that affected their minds, but also the coffin, and the senior brother stepped forward rashly, he would fall into a trap.
"Nothing..."
Fortunately.
As soon as he finished speaking.
Partridge Whistle seemed to be waking up from a dream, his eyes regained their former clarity, but the look of shock and wonder between his brows could not be concealed at all.
"Chief Yang, what is it?"
Yang Fang was outspoken and couldn't hide the matter at all. Seeing his face changing one after another, as if he had seen a ghost, he couldn't hold back his curiosity.
He actually has something else to say.
Could it be that the rumors about those murals we saw along the way are true?
The person lying in the coffin of the sacred tree is not a human being, but a monster.
But in front of Chen Yulou, he only dared to criticize these words, and did not dare to ask them.
He said this together.
Next to him, Kunlun and the old foreigner also looked over.
Obviously he is also full of curiosity about what is in the coffin.
"Living corpse..."
Partridge Whistle sighed secretly.
But then, he frowned again, seeming unsure.
"Or the living dead." "What?"
This is the first time Yang Fang has heard such a confusing answer from him for so long.
You know, although there is only one word difference between living corpse and living dead, their meanings are completely different.
Living corpses refer to dead corpses that are as alive as life.
The living dead refers to living people who are like dead people.
If it was the former, they could still accept it. After all, no one had seen a few living corpses in Dao Dou Jianghu for so many years.
Especially in the land of dragon veins and the Feng Shui treasure cave.
Nourished by the dragon's energy, the earth's energy is accumulated, and the corpse does not decay after death, just like it was before death.
But if it’s the latter.
That would be too scary.
In what era was Queen Jingjue a character?
It is not difficult to infer from the murals along the way that the Jingjue Kingdom probably existed during the Jin and Southern and Northern Dynasties, at least a thousand years ago.
Even the legendary Peng Zu only lived eight hundred years.
A woman who has lived for thousands of years.
What is it if it’s not a monster?
"No...I'll take a look."
Yang Fang wanted to ask something else, but he swallowed it back when he reached his lips.
There are so many of them here, and there are several practitioners entering the country alone.
So what if it’s a demon?
What's more, the master taught him the magic whip, which can only beat monsters, monsters and ghosts.
Striding around the coffin body and approaching the head of the coffin, he was tall and majestic. Even though the huge coffin was lying across the stone beam, it was almost as tall as a person.
But when he poked his head for a moment, his eyes fell on the depths of the coffin.
I saw a woman wearing jade clothes with long hair like a waterfall, lying flat in the coffin.
Her face was covered with a black mask, and her appearance could not be clearly seen, but judging from her face shape, figure, and slightly exposed gooseneck, she was undoubtedly a beautiful woman.
It seems that she is worthy of the title of the most beautiful woman in the Western Region.
But Yang Fang didn't dare to have any idea.
Not only did the body of an ancient man who had apparently been dead for thousands of years show no signs of decay, he could not even detect a trace of death.
Something is obviously wrong.
"Is this Queen Jingjue?"
While he was sizing up secretly, a low voice suddenly came from behind his ears. Yang Fang turned around suddenly, only to find that Kunlun and the old foreigner were also surrounding him. .
He was staring at the female corpse in the coffin, his face full of surprise.
It’s no wonder that with the ability of a partridge whistle, it is difficult to tell whether there is a living person or a dead body in the coffin?
"Kunlun sacred trees will not rot when buried. It turns out to be true."
Before coming, Chen Yulou had talked about this legend when he heard about the sacred trees mentioned by Oona.
It was not until this moment that they finally saw it.
"I heard that people do not rot after death, and their jade-like clothes can transcend reincarnation and come back to life..."
Yang Fang suddenly remembered a rumor that his master told many years ago.
Looking at the coffin queen at this moment, I couldn't help but feel a little scared.
"Shopkeeper Chen, is this woman right?"
He only said half of his words, but everyone present could hear his subtext.
"It's uncomfortable to be covered with water, let alone a dead person?"
It's different from their confusion.
From beginning to end, Chen Yulou looked calm.
At this moment, when he heard Yang Fang's words, he even sneered.
If immortality was really that easy, it would still be the Qin Dynasty, or even the era when Xia Yu and Shang Tang ruled the world.
I have been in this world for so long.
There was only one person who made him think he might have found a clue, and that was King Wen who acted in the Book of Changes.
He was also the one who left behind three dragon bones.
The sting of the dragon and snake, the phoenix singing in Qishan, and the flying bear entering the dream.
He should have caught a glimpse of the snake god's eternal power from the Muchen Bead.
As for Lu Zu, who practiced Taoism at Kuanglu Mountain, and the Qingchi Taoist at the foot of Pingshan Mountain who left behind his remains and the foundation of Xuan Dao.
The theory of ascending to immortality is even more mysterious.
Not to mention, offering sacrifice to the king, what a means.
The halo of the water dragon is the mausoleum, the ten thousand-year-old Zhixian is the coffin, and the Muchen Bead is the guide, but they still cannot achieve immortality.
Queen Jingjue has never even obtained the Muchen Bead, so how can she do it?
The reason why he can die without decaying is that he is not alive. He just relies on the endless spiritual energy in the Kunlun Sacred Tree to maintain his body.
It is simply too far away from immortality and resurrection.
"Since he is a dead person."
"What are you afraid of?"
His words made Yang Fang calm down.
This woman used those murals to play tricks on her and was able to scare those foolish men and women, but how could she scare them away based on this alone?
Just take this opportunity.
Take off the mask from her face.
Take a good look and see if she is a human or a ghost.
However, Yang Fang was quite cautious. He was worried that there might be poison on the body, or there might be a trap inside the coffin, so he did not act hastily. Instead, he borrowed a vaginal claw from an old foreigner.
"This..."
I will attack him when I see him.
The old foreigner was confused and subconsciously glanced at his senior brother and Chen Yulou.
However, I saw that the two of them did not stop them.
Then he opened his mirror umbrella and placed it in front of Yang Fang, just in case.
Others stared intently inside the coffin.
Yang Fang moved very quickly. He hooked the corner of the mask with his vaginal claws and lifted it hard. He heard a click, and the mask of unknown material flew out and hit the coffin wall before rebounding again. He turned back and fell into the shadow at the end of the coffin.
Phew——
A moment.
The atmosphere in the entire cave became solemn.
Everyone subconsciously held their breath, as if they were afraid of disturbing something.
Chen Yulou's breath was confused for a moment, but he returned to normal in an instant. In addition, everyone else's attention was on Queen Jingjue, so no one noticed anything unusual about him.
Light and shadow intersect.
A delicate face appeared in everyone's sight.
It was a woman in her thirties, with a high nose, deep eyes, beautiful eyebrows, and fair skin. To be precise, she was pale and sickly.
Other than that, there is almost no difference from a living person.
She doesn’t have much gold and jade decoration on her body.
There is only a pendant embedded in the forehead.
It looks like...a closed eye.
This is a typical appearance of a woman from the Western Regions.
But the moment they saw her clearly, everyone's expressions suddenly became strange.
Although Queen Jingjue’s eyes were closed, she seemed to be carved from the same mold as Oona.
"How could it be?"
"Oona???"
The heart of the group was thundering. Kunlun and the old foreigner even subconsciously looked up at the cliff above their heads, but with a few guys Oona, who stayed above, was clearly still in place.
Even now I am still looking down curiously.
“No, we seem to be pulled into the illusion again.”
"This woman is indeed a monster. She has clearly fallen under her spell!"
Almost subconsciously.
The old foreigner's expression changed, and he thought of everything he and his senior brother, Partridge Post, had encountered before.
Before opening the coffin, he had speculated whether the evil spell would be caused by the corpse flower and the Queen Jingjue at the same time.
Now I am looking at the face that is exactly the same as Oona.
It simply verified his guess perfectly.
"Wait a minute..."
Seeing that the old foreigner was about to take the umbrella, Yang Fang's face was filled with murderous intent.
Chen Yulou suddenly spoke up.
"Shopkeeper Chen?"
The two of them looked stunned and subconsciously looked at Chen Yulou.
"This witch is too evil. She has been dead for thousands of years without stopping. It would be better to burn her directly with a fire."
Listen to what several people said.
Chen Yulou did not explain much. He just leaned down, reached into the coffin, and took off the jade pendant from the queen's forehead like lightning.
That is not a jade pendant at all.
Instead, it is a reduced version of a jade eyeball.
The moment I took off my jade eyes.
Everyone felt their eyes flicker.
When I looked down again.
Deep in the coffin, the delicate face of Queen Jingjue aged rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The wrinkles are dense, the cheeks are deeply sunken, the eyes are widened, and the cheeks become pointed and elongated.
There is no trace of the delicate beauty of a woman.
Ugly and ferocious, like a snake or scorpion.
This sudden change shocked everyone so much that they were almost speechless.
Yang Fang even rubbed his eyes several times.
I thought I was hallucinating.
"This damn... black snake became a spirit?" (End of this chapter)