Mozun's coffin can't be held down anymore

Chapter 120 Cultivation
As soon as these words came out, the room was shocked.

Chang Hui's body trembled involuntarily, and a light of hope burst out of his eyes, but the light quickly went out and turned into disbelief.

She stretched out her hand to support the table where the tablets were placed, her voice trembling, "You mean...it is possible that my master is still alive in this world?"

The news of Master's demise has been transmitted for more than 300 years.

After such a long time in the past, Master... Is it really possible that he is still in this world?
On the side, Chang Yi, who was floating in mid-air, kept silent, but the somewhat wandering soul body clearly exposed his restless heart at the moment.

Stared at by the burning eyes of the two, Ming Xuzi said objectively: "No matter what the cause of death of a high-ranking monk is, there will always be traces to follow, and it can't just disappear between heaven and earth like this? This makes sense to you guys. Both of you should understand."

It is said that the authorities are confused, but the bystanders are clear.

If it didn't happen to him, Chang Hui and Chang Yi might not be able to see this clearly.

The two nodded thoughtfully, and bowed to Mingxuzi with arms folded, "Thank you for the reminder."

Chang Hui took the tablet enshrined on the table back into the mustard bag, and then said to Chang Yi: "You have stated everything in front of the tablet of the master, and now the master can't respond, so I, the senior sister, will agree on behalf of the master. From now on, you have two burdens, you are not only a disciple of Luxia Peak Daoyuan Patriarch, but also a person who inherits from Senior Fu Zhe, you need to be encouraged to practice and live up to the high expectations of Master and Senior Fu Zhe."

"Yes, Senior Sister. Chang Yi knows." Chang Yi solemnly replied.

After all, Chang Yi once again focused on holding his breath, and performed the kung fu technique created by Senior Fu Zhe, and he entered the state of sedation after a while.

A thin layer of mist emerged around him, gradually enveloping him in it.

When the mist completely enveloped Chang Yi's soul body, Chang Hui, Ming Xuzi and others all felt the extra breath in the hall.

That should be a touch of consciousness that Senior Fu Zhe left in the Jade Slip of the Cultivation Technique.

Mingxuzi and the two Xiaoyaomen elders sensed this aura, and saluted respectfully in the direction of the aura.

Chang Hui also folded her hands, followed them and saluted towards that side, silently thanking them from the bottom of her heart.

Thanks to the inheritance left by this senior, she pulled her junior brother out of desperation.

I am also grateful for all these arrangements of fate, which gave her the opportunity to find out the whereabouts of Master.

...

In the bedroom of the Demon Palace, Yu Xi withdrew her consciousness.

Just when Cai Mingxuzi came to visit the Demon Palace, she already knew everything that happened in the side hall.

Mingxuzi's question about the life and death of Daoyuan Patriarch was just raised by her.

"Why do you think Uncle Daoyuan is still alive?" Chu Yan was a little puzzled.

"A kind of intuition." Yu Xi didn't know how to explain this intuition. Maybe it was because she had watched too many suspense novels and TV dramas in her previous life. This kind of death with no corpse and unknown cause of death was already full of doubts.

"I just think that if Patriarch Daoyuan has really fallen, why didn't Daoming bring his body back?"

Facing Yu Xi's question, Chu Yan hesitated, "It's not that he was swallowed by a monster..."

"Do you believe it?" Yu Xi curled up her index finger and tapped lightly on the small head of the wooden doll, "How can it be such a coincidence that it was swallowed by a monster and left two magic treasures to make it? Confession?"

Yu Xi didn't believe that Patriarch Ming had the ability to find the magic weapon of Daoyuan Patriarch, but he couldn't find the remains of the corpse. In other words, if there was such a corpse, why did he only bring back the magic weapon stored instead of directly Bring the body back?
Therefore, there is a big problem with the death of Daoyuan Patriarch.

"Perhaps the truth can only be revealed by going to Wuxianghai." Yu Xi became more and more curious about this unknown place.

Chu Yan's heart tightened, "Are you still going to leave?"

"There's no rush."

Yu Xi took out a few spirit stones and placed them next to the wooden doll. She could feel that the aura fluctuations on the wooden doll were relatively stable, and there was no crisis for the time being. The method of Fu Zhe's location in the Wuxianghai Cave Mansion is a long-term plan."

Otherwise, even if you reach the Wuxiang Sea and cannot open Fu Zhe's other cave, it will be useless.

Just as Ming Xuzi and others were protecting the Dharma for Chang Yi and accepting the inheritance, in the dormitory, Yu Xi also held her breath, sat cross-legged on the big black bed, and entered a state of trance.

After a while, the spiritual energy in the hall began to gather in the direction of the black bed.

With the help of this abundant aura, the wooden puppet placed by Yu Xi's side also gradually calmed down, trying to absorb the aura and enter the state of cultivation.

The aura circulates in the meridian for a week, and then it is brought into the dantian.

Perhaps it was the reason for stepping into the Nascent Soul realm. Recently, Yu Xi felt that her cultivation was getting smoother. Although her cultivation base would not suddenly skyrocket like the previous few times, it had been increasing all the time.She once tentatively asked Liao Jiang, who was also in the Nascent Soul Realm, and found that her cultivation speed was almost four to five times that of Liao Jiang.

If she continues to practice at this speed, she may enter the realm of harmony within 50 years!
The more and more spiritual power in his body brought Yu Xi an endless sense of security.

She began to like this feeling of cultivating into samadhi, perhaps this is what monks seek in their practice.

A steady stream of spiritual energy was absorbed into her body, Yu Xi had already forgotten everything around her in a trance, and was completely immersed in the ocean of spiritual energy.

Just when she was concentrating on it, she suddenly felt a numbness in her body.

The Nascent Soul in the dantian trembled suddenly, faintly collapsing.

Yu Xi couldn't help but let out a muffled groan from the severe pain.

This pain is even worse than the Nascent Soul Tribulation Thunder suffered not long ago.

Yu Xi frowned, guarded her mind, and tried her best to stabilize the Nascent Soul in her dantian, but the inexplicable pain in her body became stronger and stronger.

In a trance, she seemed to feel that she was in a thunderstorm.

The thunder was deafening, coming one after another, without stopping.

In addition to this thunder light, there are also soaring whirlwinds.

Not far away, there seemed to be a white-spotted vulture. It was a kind of spiritual bird that lived in the Eastern Sea of ​​the cultivation world. When its wings were fully spread, it was three to five feet long.

The huge white-spotted vulture looked very small in front of the whirlwinds.

The flying speed of the white-spotted vulture is very fast, but compared with the whirlwind, it seems a bit sluggish.

Even though it tried its best to dodge, it was still swept in by a whirlwind.The white-spotted vulture has at least the same level of cultivation as a human monk at the golden core level, but he lasted less than a breath in the whirlwind before his body was smashed into pieces and turned into a cloud of blood mist.

Yu Xi was horrified, the pain from the Nascent Soul in the dantian became more and more intense, and even the limbs began to feel numb.

Before she knew it, her forehead was covered with cold sweat.

The wooden puppet, which was absorbing spiritual energy, struggled to raise its head if it felt something.

(End of this chapter)