Tomb Robber: I, Chen Yulou, am dedicated to cultivating immortality!

Chapter 139 The Mirror Umbrella destroys evil spirits and phoenix species swallows ghosts (two-in-one)

"No, this is an empty coffin."

"There's not even a piece of ground snake."

Although the eyeless ancient corpse looked terrifying.

But the Xiling bandits were eating the food of the dead, so how could there be any reason to be afraid?

Use the corpse rope to pull the body out.

The probing claw in his hand was scratched back and forth across the bottom of the coffin.

After searching a few times, there was no movement on the hook.

Several people couldn't help but look at each other.

There was even a brave one who tightened the black scarf on his face, took a deep breath, jumped into the coffin, and searched the coffin carefully with a lamp, but still found nothing.

The guy couldn't help but get up and curse.

The earth snake is the copper coin.

It's a slang term in the fighting industry.

The same goes for earth dragon and gopher, which refer to gold and silver respectively.

"It shouldn't be. How come there are no burial objects in such a good coffin?"

The onlookers looked in disbelief.

It wasn't until they took the lantern and came closer to check it for themselves that they gave up.

"It must have been filtered by that old guy Xian Wang."

According to the shopkeeper, these three ancient coffins with different shapes and ages represent the three previous lives of King Xian. He ordered people to dig them out and move them from various places.

If you say so.

He is also considered a companion.

The entire Dazang Mountains are mausoleums, with heaps of gold and jade, a shark lantern, a cloud-top hall, and a dragon-veined palace. The atmosphere of an imperial mausoleum is everywhere, and the luxury is astonishing.

He was a prince from a small wild country, and even if he drank the people's fat and blood, it was unlikely that he could afford to build such a large tomb.

Maybe he was just fighting around under the guise of ascending to heaven and becoming an immortal.

Just like Cao Aman.

Find gold in hair mounds, look for dragons and steal bones.

"Absolutely..."

"Does this count as the fault of our ancestors?"

"What are you thinking about? You kid, even though we are thousands of miles apart, you will recognize Yi as your father, right?"

This scene caused a lot of controversy.

It would be a lie to say I'm not disappointed.

After all, it took so much effort to pry open the sarcophagus.

"Brother, what's going on?"

"Is King Xian really a member of my generation?"

Glancing inside the coffin, the old foreigner was obviously a little surprised.

They usually open coffins to look for pearls.

Regardless of whether the tomb owner or the tomb owner is buried with him, there are several things buried with him.

What's more, it's still a mausoleum as big as Xian Wangxuan Palace.

"The shadow bones of the demon coffin serve as scapegoats to wash away sins."

Partridge Whistle was not too surprised by this, but rather expected it.

After all, these three demon coffins were dedicated to the king for his three lifetimes to bear all his sins, so how could they bury the artifacts with them?

"Shadowbone scapegoat?"

Hearing these words, the old foreigner couldn't help but frown.

This was the first time he heard this statement.

But when I still wanted to ask more questions, I looked up and found that my senior brother and Chen Boutou were already walking towards the cellar coffin not far away.

Seeing this situation, he had no choice but to put his thoughts aside.

"Flower spirit..."

He greeted his junior sister.

However, he didn't know what was going on. From the beginning of the fight, he noticed that something was not right with the flower spirit. At this moment, a pair of beautiful eyes were staring at the bronze coffin in a daze.

"Are you okay?"

After all, it is the Netherworld Mysterious Palace, and there are endless weird witchcrafts seen along the way.

The old foreigner was worried that she was suffering from evil spirits, his brows were furrowed, and a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.

"fine."

Hua Ling shook her head.

She just felt strange. When she took a quick glance, there seemed to be a faint blue light flashing under the stone brick sandwich that was smashed by the bronze coffin.

But when I looked again, it disappeared.

For a moment, even she doubted whether it was an illusion.

After all, because of the Muchen Bead symbol in the Immortal Picture of Huixian Palace, she had been immersed in it, and it was understandable that she would have delusions.

So when the senior brother asked, Hua Ling didn't know how to answer.

"Senior brother, I see that you don't look too good. Why don't you take a break first and eat something to replenish your energy?"

But the old foreigners dare not look down upon it.

He looked at her carefully, her face was pale and there was almost no blood.

"Need not."

Hua Ling shook her head.

"Brother, I'm really fine, I just thought of something."

First it was the senior brother, and now it was the old foreigner. During this period, Sister Hong also secretly asked me once.

How could she not know that she could easily make others worry like this?

But...that is the Muchen Bead that the tribe has been searching for for thousands of years.

So even though she told herself over and over again, the more times like this, the more important it was to stay calm.

Unfortunately, she still couldn't do it.

Whenever I close my eyes, my mind is filled with that swirling pattern.

There are no absolute coincidences in the world.

Perhaps, the phoenix courage that their lineage dreams of is right in front of them.

"But……"

The old foreigner still wanted to speak.

Hua Ling suddenly widened her eyes, looked past him, and looked behind her, as if she saw something incredible.

Seeing this, his attention was immediately attracted and he turned around suddenly.

I saw.

Senior brother and Chief Chen have already led people to open the coffin.

Like a charcoal-fired coffin filled with black mist.

There seemed to be a vague shadow with a green face and fangs, roaring in the mist, as if it was trying to break the shackles and escape the seal.

That scene was too real.

None of it seems to be unreal.

Several Xieling bandits were so frightened that their faces were as white as gold paper, and they all clearly noticed the changes in the coffin.

"Ghost coffin?!"

The old foreigner frowned.

At this time, he didn't care about anything else. He just reminded Hua Ling in a deep voice, "Junior sister, protect yourself. Don't follow me."

Throw down a sentence.

He whipped out his umbrella from behind with his backhand and rushed over.

"Senior brother?"

Quickly appearing behind Partridge Whistle, the old foreigner did not expect that such an astonishing change would occur here just after saying a word to Hua Ling.

"Be careful, there is most likely a ghost buried in this coffin."

Partridge Whistle tensed up, without turning his head, and said in a low voice.

Really? !

Now he didn't dare to think too much.

Evil is easy to arise in tombs, so demon coffins and ominous coffins are common. For example, the stone coffin just now can be called evil.

But no matter what, the bones buried there are still dead people.

Even he had never heard of this burial ghost.

You must know that ghosts are invisible and cannot be guessed.

Could it be that King Xian really caught a ghost and sealed it in the coffin?

For a moment, he thought about countless possibilities.

Although there are many alchemy techniques in the Moving Mountain lineage, most of them are to restrain evil spirits or rigor mortis.

If that ghost really breaks through the seal on the coffin, will they really be able to deal with it then?

"……it is good!"

He took a deep breath.

The old foreigner didn't dare to think too much and just agreed vaguely.

The hand holding the mirror umbrella was too hard, and veins appeared on the back of the hand.

"This...ghost?"

"As the boss, are you still opening the coffin?"

The guys carrying the penis-exploring claws looked at the black mist billowing around the coffin and the strange shadow. They felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave and felt chills all over their bodies.

There was a bit of vibrato in his words.

"You've seen countless dead people, but you can still be scared like this by a ghost?"

Glancing at a few people.

Chen Yulou chuckled.

As he spoke, he walked straight past the crowd to the outside of the coffin.

The tree, which has been growing for thousands of years and has never seen the light of day, is indeed the best miraculous thing to hold the evil things.

His fingers lightly traced the dense wood grains, and he could faintly detect ancient runes.

Judging from the traces, it should have been carved later.

It is somewhat similar to the corpse-suppressing charm on the bronze coffin, and it is nothing more than used to suppress ghosts.

"Scavenger Claw."

Chen Yulou stretched out his hand.

The few waiters next to him suddenly looked at each other with hesitation in their expressions.

"Shopkeeper, is this... too dangerous?"

This wooden coffin is shaped like a firewood struck by lightning, and it has a lot of origins at first glance.

To be buried in such a coffin, he must not be an ordinary person.

Coupled with the dark mist and mysterious shadows, their suspicions were confirmed.

Now that they heard that the shopkeeper wanted to open the coffin in person, how could the group dare to agree.

"I'll be the shopkeeper."

The old man from the Chen family gritted his teeth, suppressed the fear in his heart, and volunteered.

I just embarrassed myself in front of the shopkeeper.

No matter what, I have to save face this time.

However, Chen Yulou shook his head, "There are so many coffins, but you can't open this one..."

When talking.

The guy only felt a flash in front of his eyes.

The penis-exploring claw in his hand had already been taken away easily by him.

Pierced along the edge of the coffin, no movement was seen, only a clicking sound was heard, and more than a dozen coffin nails that were deeply wedged in it stretched instantly, and then fell to the ground with a clanking sound.

Followed by the entire tomb.

Also fell into deathly silence.

"Junior brother."

Partridge Whistle did not dare to hesitate at all.

reminded the old foreigner,

The two of them each held their mirror umbrellas tightly to protect their heads and tails, their bodies were like bows, and their eyes were fixed on the coffin body.

Just waiting for the moment the coffin lid is lifted.

Take action at the same time.

The Mirror Umbrella is a magical weapon of the Mountain-Moving lineage. It can destroy evil and suppress evil spirits. Even if it is a ghost, it should be able to stop it for a moment.

but……

It is completely different from the two of them who are facing a powerful enemy.

Chen Yulou, who was opening the coffin at this moment, still looked as calm as water.

Bang!

at last.

As the hand holding the penis-exploring claw exploded with strength.

The last coffin nail was pulled out. "coming!"

The guys around were not completely silent. They were holding grass shields to protect the surrounding airtight. On the grass shields were hung the Chenzhou talisman and the horizontal lines of the ink fountain that had fallen.

The Xiling faction, because they were born in Cao Mang, specializes in equipment.

To deal with the evil things in the tomb, most people resort to other people's methods.

They are also bounded by three rivers and four rivers.

Chenzhou Talisman can be found almost everywhere.

As for Mo Dou, it is derived from the method of touching Jinmen to deal with rigor mortis.

The only difference.

The ink fountain is not ink, but melted cinnabar.

Cinnabar belongs to Yang and is best for restraining evil things.

At this moment, an unknown person shouted lowly. In an instant, the expressions of the group of people suddenly became extremely solemn, with murderous eyes in their eyes, staring at every move outside them.

The shopkeeper’s rich body.

There must be no surprises.

Not only them, but also the Partridge Sentinel brothers.

"call--"

Chen Yulou took a deep breath.

The Qingmu spiritual energy in the dantian circulates endlessly, as if it has condensed into an invisible aura outside the body.

The lion fights the rabbit with all his strength.

He has always been cautious, so how could he underestimate a ghost?

He lifted the wrist holding the penis-exploring claw, and the coffin lid, which was seven or eight inches thick, flew away and fell heavily to the ground beside it.

Once the seal is gone.

Under the coffin, a dark mist also shot into the sky.

There was also a faint sound of ghost horns.

The voice sounded even more horrifying than that of the female ghost in red from the Shangzhen Palace before, making one's scalp feel like it was about to explode inch by inch.

Don't wait for the ghost mist to rush out of the coffin.

Partridge Whistle took one step forward, and the mirror umbrella in his hand opened with a bang. Mirror light fell like rain under the umbrella. The old foreigner at the end of the coffin was not slow, and the mirror umbrella was pushed out with a bang.

In an instant.

On the open cellar coffin.

In the night, there seemed to be countless lights intertwined into a large net.

"town!"

The partridge whistled and shouted.

Press the umbrella in your hand.

The layer of criss-crossing light network also moved downwards.

The ghost mist tried its best to escape, seemingly not paying attention at all, and plunged into the light net.

There was a bang, fire burst out, and a sharp scream came out, and the black mist was knocked back.

"it works!"

See this scene.

Partridge Whistle's eyes couldn't help but light up.

Before that, he was actually quite uneasy. After all, he had been traveling around the world for so long, and the mirror umbrella had dealt with mountain monsters and evil spirits, but it had not blocked ghosts.

At this moment, the sad and stern sound was still lingering in my ears.

The two senior fellow apprentices did not dare to hesitate at all.

"boom!"

A flick of the wrist.

The mirror umbrella turned like a jade plate in an instant, and the sky was filled with light.

However, the ghost seemed to be irritated, and with a loud roar, billowing black mist rose into the sky again.

One white and one black, two streams of light collide.

The whole cellar coffin actually felt like a mountain falling apart, and the smoke and dust on the ground under the wooden coffin suddenly dispersed.

Partridge Whistle felt as if he had been hit hard, his face turned pale, and a sweetness surged in his throat. If he hadn't suppressed it forcefully, he might have spit out the mouthful of blood.

clang!

The ghost was also knocked into the bottom of the coffin.

Like the sound of a copper bell, it sounded particularly loud in the silent tomb.

But ghosts don’t know pain.

As soon as he was knocked down, in the blink of an eye he condensed into a ball of evil energy and rushed out again.

"Senior brother?"

I noticed something strange about my senior brother.

The old foreigner at the end of the coffin also looked ugly.

Not daring to delay at all, he raised his breath, stepped on the edge of the coffin and jumped up.

On weekdays, he takes great care of his mirror umbrella, and his heart aches even if it is just stained with a little dust. At this moment, he only sees the safety of his senior brother and does not care about anything else.

The mirror umbrella in his hand was like a long knife, and it was struck hard at the ghost.

Bang!

just.

The old foreigners still far underestimated the horror of the ghost tree.

can be placed here.

Which corpse was an ordinary person during his lifetime?

Especially as a soul-stealing coffin.

This ghost is even more ferocious.

There was a dull and loud bang, and the keel of the mirror umbrella almost bent into a big bow. The strength was transmitted into the palm of his hand, making him suddenly feel like he was being rolled over by a mountain.

This scene happened extremely quickly.

Almost in the middle of lightning and thunder.

Chen Yulou frowned, but the strength of the ghost in the coffin was beyond imagination.

But the ten thousand year old tree is priceless.

Even if you just remove a piece, go back to refine it, use it as a gourd, and then engrave it with a ghost-suppressing talisman, it will be like having an invisible ghost-suppressing weapon.

Thinking of this, Chen Yulou activated the magic method, and in an instant his figure seemed to be split into two, appearing outside the partridge whistle and the old foreigner respectively.

Grabbing their shoulders and bringing them back.

The spiritual energy was flowing in the meridians of the two people, and they briefly checked.

Apart from a slight disorder of Qi and blood, the injury was not serious.

His hanging heart also dropped.

Leaving the two of them to the care of the assistant, Chen Yulou held the Dragon Scale Sword in his backhand and planned to do it himself.

only……

Haven't taken a few steps yet.

He suddenly noticed something and looked back into the distance.

"Wow—"

Outside the open door, a colorful stream of light suddenly appeared.

The Angry Chicken was originally eating the Yin Qi underwater on the Sanshi Bridge.

Suddenly he noticed that the majestic ghostly energy came from the sky without any hesitation.

Standing on the edge of the coffin with sharp claws, he raised his head and cried.

The mass of ghosts in the coffin was like being struck by lightning, and most of the billowing black mist was broken away in an instant, leaving only a transparent object that desperately burrowed into the bottom corner of the coffin.

But, how could Nu Qingji miss such a good opportunity?

The whole body was full of fire.

There was a rare look of desire in the eyes staring at the ghost.

The phoenix is ​​extremely yang.

Ghosts are evil.

Even if there is just a trace of phoenix seed fire, it will be burned to death in an instant.

At this moment, feeling the majestic fire on the top of the coffin, the ghost felt like it was in a sea of ​​fire, and the black mist melted rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He glanced disdainfully.

The Angry Chicken didn't waste any more time, pounced straight into the coffin, and swallowed the ghost in one gulp.

In an instant.

The aura on its body has increased again.

To the Angry Chicken, this ghost was comparable to the previous hundred or so Yin Qi.

Its eyes are like fire, and its cry is full of joy.

"Not bad!"

Seeing this situation, Chen Yulou couldn't help but admired.

I thought a fight was inevitable.

As a method of cultivating immortals, Aoki Kung Fu's spiritual energy can also defeat ghosts. However, all things are mutually reinforcing each other, and this kind of blood restraint is even more amazing.

Release your hand from the hilt of the sword.

Chen Yulou greeted it.

The Angry Chicken immediately spread its wings and landed on his shoulder.

As a contracted spirit beast, he could clearly feel the changes in Nu Qingji's body, and his aura had obviously grown more than before.

Such natural creatures.

It is really simple to improve your realm.

Hunting monsters and devouring flesh and blood demon elixirs can be better than a year and a half of meditation.

However, its method is only suitable for Angry Chicken.

If people are like this.

That is the path of evil through and through.

Not to mention diligently improving one's cultivation, ascending to immortality, being able to stay awake and not being invaded by inner demons, and finally losing one's soul under three disasters and nine tribulations are considered to be strong enough.

Nu Qingji glanced around.

After swallowing that ghost, he seemed to be a little uninterested, and wanted to leave to prey on the Yin Qi under the bridge.

but.

This time, Chen Yulou kept it.

Since swallowing ghosts can increase your strength.

What about the stone essence in the ossuary coffin of Xian Wangying on the bottom floor?

Demons, ghosts, spirits, spirits.

Demons and monsters.

From now on, it seems that the Nu Qing Chicken has no taboos.

I saw a lot on this trip. Except for the spirit in the mandrill's bones, which was of great use to Yuan Hong, everything else could help him practice.

At this moment, everyone around them was still immersed in the huge shock. They had no idea that the Angry Chicken would suddenly appear and swallow the ghost in one mouthful.

"Give me the light."

Chen Yulou did not delay any longer.

He just extended his hand to a group of guys.

"Yes, shopkeeper."

The few people who reacted took down their grass shields and approached with lanterns in hand.

Following the direction of his finger, he shined the light under the coffin.

The fight just now.

Amidst the impact of landslides and ground cracks, the ground was broken in several places, and strips of dark, corroded wooden beams were exposed.

"Is there a coffin room underneath?"

Looking at the heavy piles of wood, densely packed in rows.

The few guys who came up couldn't help but exclaimed.

At the moment, the sound of digging into the tomb in the next door chamber is still coming.

They didn't expect that there would be a Tie Minato right under their feet.

only.

It is different from the well-preserved coffin room.

The yellow-heart cypress trees beneath him were corroded by the moisture.

Several guys passed through with hooks and pulled hard, and a half-foot-square wooden hole appeared in front of everyone.

The wind lantern hangs down to shine.

A transparent blue coffin appeared in everyone's sight instantly.

"It's not an illusion..."

(End of this chapter)