Simultaneous travel: I have forged an immortal name in the heavens

Chapter 134 [The crypt wood! The magic mirror, this treasure is destined for me]

Above the Heavenly Palace, the scene of a black pig crossing the Milky Way is still there.

However, thanks to a ball of light floating in the center of the valley, Hu Bayi and the other two were able to see the situation on the ground clearly.

The wind was whistling on the top of the mountain.

The three of them had to shout when they talked.

"Old Hu, come and see, there are many bronze men appearing below."

Fatty Wang was lying on the platform, clinging to the edge, trying to look down. He could see his butt twisting back and forth like a fat caterpillar, trying to prevent himself from falling off the platform.

Normally, they can't see clearly below from this height, but fortunately, their physical fitness is extraordinary.

It can be said that he has eyes and ears that can see and hear from afar!
It’s not difficult to see what’s below.

"I saw."

When Hu Bayi saw the fat man, he really wanted to kick him, but then he held back. He was his brother, it was too dangerous, so forget it.

His posture is similar to the fat man's, but he doesn't look as obscene as the fat man.

At this moment, Hu Bayi had a serious expression and was making guesses and judgments.

"These bronze figurines should be the guards in front of King Xian's tomb. I didn't expect them to move."

Hu Bayi felt that his trip was worthwhile.

He could brag about it for half his life for having witnessed so many magical scenes.

"Old Hu, do you think Young Master Yang can defeat so many bronze men?" Fatty Wang looked at the group of little men below, then clenched his submachine gun, which had little ammunition, with worry.

This bullet will probably be of no use if it hits those bronze men.

"It's a good thing we didn't go down together, otherwise, how could we fight those bronze men with just these fire sticks?"

Hu Bayi is now full of confidence in Little Master Yang. These bronze men cannot stop Little Master Yang!

"Bah, Fatty, how come your ideological awareness is so low now!"

Lao Hu retorted in dissatisfaction, "They are just some puppets that can move. The mountains that weigh on the people have been overturned. Nothing in this world is invincible!"

"Fatty, what you need to do is to carry forward the infinite creative spirit of the working people and think of solutions."

The fat man glanced at Hu Bayi and said, "Bullshit!"

"Old Hu, just keep bragging. I, Wang Kaixuan, have only been to school for a few years and can't think of any good ideas. Can you think of one?"

at this time.

"Shh, look!" Shirley Yang, who had been silent, interrupted their conversation. She had been staring down, her worry evident in her words.

Hu Bayi didn't have time to argue with the fat man. The three of them held their breath and looked down.

can be seen.

In the dense forest, a large area was still in the shadows. The dark green treetops suddenly began to shake violently, and the shadows of the trees were mottled, and it seemed vaguely that something was about to rush out.

Afterwards, piles of yellow sand continued to rise.

After breaking through the tree canopy, they began to transform into giant forms.

This is a sand puppet!
As Yang An upgraded the desertification to the third level, the effects of desertification became more numerous and stronger.

It is not difficult to condense some puppets.

At this moment, those tall puppet giants, under the command of Yang An, tentatively launched attacks on the surrounding bronze figurines.

Suddenly, the drums of war sounded and both sides engaged in a battle.

It was like a melee on the battlefield in ancient times, with soldiers charging into the army with swords in hand, but there was no shouting, and the silent fighting seemed even more eerie.

"Oh!"

In the melee.

The sand giant punched out, knocking the bronze man who was holding a convex-blade axe and chopping at his calf into the mud beside the pool.

The sand puppet summoned by Yang An is not afraid of water. On the contrary, the sand will become harder and stronger after coming into contact with water.

This punch almost smashed the bronze man to pieces.

Next to him, the bronze man driving a charging chariot shot sharp crossbow arrows at another sand puppet.

"call out!"

The sand puppet was concentrating on dealing with the bronze men that were climbing up on it, and was hit directly by the giant crossbow as thick as a fist.

The crossbow arrow flew out with a 'puff' sound.

Inserted into the chest of the sand puppet, but the sand puppet's cohesion depends entirely on Yang An's power. As long as his magic power is not completely consumed and as long as there is still willpower supply, the sand puppet will not be destroyed.

The sand puppet paused.

Then, regardless of the crossbow arrow in his chest, he turned around and grabbed the bronze man who was chopping his ankle, and squeezed him hard.

Bronze is not a very strong material to begin with, and this time, the bronze man's body was directly crushed by the sand puppet.

"Crack!"

Smelly crimson blood flowed out and flowed down the giant palm of the sand puppet.

It can be seen that this bronze figurine was also cast from a living person, and King Xian's cruelty and tyranny were displayed vividly. After being flattened, the bronze man lost his vitality and was casually smashed onto another bronze man by the sand puppet.

"boom--"

The two of them huddled together and flew out.

Such a battle scene, centered at the deep pool, continued to spread outward, forming the most brutal killing battlefield.

The puppets and the bronze figurines fought fearlessly and without fear of life and death. Even Hollywood blockbusters could not produce such an effect.

In the valley, the dense trees are also unlucky.

One by one, they were knocked to the ground, and some were even uprooted by the sand puppets, which swept the surroundings.

The battle situation was almost one-sided.

The sand puppets summoned by Yang An easily slaughtered these bronze figurines.

But in the air.

There was no joy on Yang An's face. He remained calm and waited quietly.

He felt that King Xian must have a backup plan waiting for him.

If Yang An didn't want to consume too much willpower for the sake of a king, he would have wanted to directly pull out the underground palace below.

as predicted!

As the ghostly energy continued to surge out from the surroundings, it penetrated into the bronze figurines that were smashed or flattened.

In a blink of an eye.

The damaged bronze figurine quickly returned to its original shape and continued to rush towards the sand puppet.

This time, compared to the bronze figurine that was slightly slow and stiff in movement, the revived bronze man was faster and stronger.

It seems that just like the sand puppets, these bronze figurines are immortal as long as King Xian is not eliminated.

After Yang An noticed this, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Compete with me in consumption? Do you think this is all I am capable of?"

"Desertification - Great Quicksand Technique"

This is in Harry Potter, Yang An combined desertification and slow magic to launch a large-scale attack.

As Yang An's power enveloped the surroundings, the original mud and dirt on the ground turned into a quagmire.

Sand puppets can walk on it as if it were flat ground.

But as long as those bronze men are within the range, they will fall into the quagmire, and sink deeper and deeper because of their own weight!

Until the end, it was completely swallowed up!
"Well done!" On the Tiangong platform, the fat man shouted excitedly, but unfortunately the sound was blown away by the wind as soon as it came out and could not be heard below at all.

Shirley Yang also showed a smile on her face. Now the bronze figurines were trapped. No matter how strong they were or how fast they were, it was useless.

at this time.

The sound of war drums, echoing in the valley and weighing on people's hearts, came again.

“BOOM, ...—!”

"Hey, you guys think this old bastard King Xian is just like the ancients who arranged their troops for battle. What else is he going to do? All these armies have been annihilated. So how many generals can he find next?"

This time, when the fat man heard the drum sound echoing throughout the valley, he was not so worried and was even in the mood to make jokes.

As a result, the words remained unfinished.

From the whirlpool gate of the deep pool.

Three huge coffins of different shapes really rushed out!

It broke out of the water and floated in the air in a triangle shape, looking scary and weird. Maybe there was a corpse hidden inside, or it really was a general or something.

Serve the king while alive, and accompany the king to fight in the underworld after death.

After so long, everyone has seen all the strange things in this Insect Valley, and they were not even surprised by the unscientific rushing out of three coffins.

Shirley Yang and Hu Bayi turned their heads at the same time and looked at the fat man.

With resentment.

Now it’s all right, your bad words really came true!

The fat man was speechless for a moment and slapped himself hard, "Bang! You fucking jinx."

No matter what the three above think

Yang An was only focused on dealing with the three mysterious coffins that rushed out of the pool.

The one in the front is the most special and the largest. Upon closer inspection, it turns out to be a bronze coffin.

After being washed by water, the pitch-black copper coffin revealed its original shape and turned into a strange blue-gray color. A lot of copper rust grew on it. At first glance, it looked like the copper coffin was covered with green centipedes!

Not only that, there are nine iron chains wrapped around it to block it, and many patterns are cast on it.

The other two coffins were made of one dark wood, which Yang An had never seen before. It looked like an iron tree but not quite the same. The other was made of a stone coffin, which was very simple and had a heavy sense of history.

The three coffins are surprisingly different.

Sensing the dark corpse aura lingering on it, as well as the resentment that had almost condensed into substance, it was clear that this was no ordinary coffin.

Only if the person experienced great pain before death and was buried in a special air position could such a horrific corpse be raised.

Although Yang An couldn't understand the origin of these coffins, he had read the original novel of Ghost Blows Out the Light, and knew that these three coffins contained things stolen by King Xian from other tombs.

It represents King Xian’s three lives in the human world.

Taoism has the theory that one qi can transform into three pure ones, and there is also the theory that immortality can transform into three lives. That is, if one wants to become an immortal, his first three lives will be very miserable.

Yang An also knew that in the ancient mythology, one could become a saint by beheading the three corpses.

Therefore, these three coffins, to a certain extent, represent King Xian’s previous three lives!
Although the corpse is definitely not King Xian's, nor could it be his previous three lives, it does not prevent these three coffins from becoming King Xian's accomplices.

“Hmph, he hid in the tomb and didn’t dare to come out. Send out three coffins.” Yang An sneered coldly. He couldn’t escape.

Yang An also figured it out.

Even if King Xian really achieved something through his cultivation and became a corpse immortal, why did he not leave all these years? Did he not want to leave and had to wait for the 'guiding boy' to take him to ascend?

Yang An may not think so!
Maybe King Xian has merged with the giant Tai Sui and is staying quietly in a corner of the tomb.

Otherwise, there is no way to explain why he became an immortal but did not leave here.

However, looking at the wooden coffin, Yang An's eyes flashed with brilliance.

Don't be fooled by the fact that the bronze coffin is the largest and most luxurious.
They also used a nine-layer seal. It was probably because the corpse inside was about to rise from the dead, and they had to suppress it in this way.

But in terms of value, it is the wooden coffin and the stone coffin that are more worthy of attention. Of course, it is not the corpse inside, but the coffin itself.

Yang An could feel a stream of dark energy flowing in the wooden coffin. Combining it with the original work, Yang An remembered the origin of the coffin.

It is made of the wood of the vine, which is a tree unique to this world.

It grows in the ravines of deep mountains and forests.

It never sees the sun all year round. It is a charcoal-colored tree that has never seen the sun since its growth.

Ordinary trees add one growth ring every year, but this kind of tree that never sees sunlight will take dozens or even hundreds of years to add one growth ring.

It is ten times more valuable than gold.

What Yang An cares about more is the energy contained in this wood, which is the purest and most yin power. It is perfect for making a magic wand.

The Elder Wand in the Harry Potter world is said to be made by the god of death from an elder tree. It represents darkness and death, so it has great power.

This wood is probably just as good as, if not stronger than, elderberry, and this coffin is probably made from the core of a thousand-year-old sapwood tree.

Infinitely valuable!
The same goes for the stone coffin. This stone is not an ordinary stone, but a stone essence, as smooth as jade. It is said that it can keep a human body immortal for thousands of years.

It is also a precious material of inestimable value.

Only the ancients did not know how to use it, so they used it as a coffin, dreaming of being resurrected or reincarnated one day and becoming an evil feudal ruling class.

Although the bronze coffin is the most useless, the bronze mirror on it that suppresses the corpse and prevents it from regenerating is probably the "Qin King's Bone Mirror" that Uncle Ming and his companions were looking for when Yang An and his party came to Yunnan.

Yang An closed the flowing Qi in the mirror, most likely this mirror is also a magic weapon! It can suppress demons and exorcise monsters. If Yang An were to use it, it would be combined with the refining magic of the world of Liao Zhai.

It can also become an important magical weapon in his hands.

"No matter what, I'll take these goodies!"

Just taking away these materials and treasures would definitely make the trip worthwhile, Yang An's eyes flashed with brilliance.

In that case, let him come and see what the three incarnations of King Xian are capable of.

"Look, I will suppress you, a cruel and merciless tyrant, forever!"

After saying this, Yang An clenched his right hand and slowly pulled it upwards, with lightning flashing in his eyes.

In the sky, the ominous black clouds that had lingered for a long time due to the huge corpse aura of the corpse immortal King Xian were instantly dispersed by the thunder from the thunderclouds condensed higher up!
“BOOM Boom Boom Boom!!!”

On the Tiangong platform.

The fat man, who was listening to Hu Bayi analyzing the origins of the three strange coffins floating in the air, was startled by the sudden thunder in his ears. He shuddered and almost fell down.

When the three of them looked up, they were dumbfounded.

The sight of the black pig crossing the long and narrow river in the sky, which looked like a black waterfall, had already made them dumbfounded.

And now, there was a large dark cloud covering their heads. They could vaguely see silver lightning flashing suddenly, illuminating a small piece of cloud, and there was more than one lightning!
There were hundreds and thousands of lightning bolts, illuminating the vast mountains below.

"Is a storm coming?" Hu Bayi was stunned.

Shirley Yang's face changed drastically. "Oh no! We are at the top. The probability of being struck by lightning is too high!"

Then she began to look around.

"No, Staff Officer Yang, what do you want to do?" Hu Bayi quickly grabbed Shirley Yang.

"Find a place to go down!" Shirley Yang said seriously, "If you don't want to be turned into charcoal by the thunderstorm, leave quickly and find a safe place to hide."

As they spoke.

The battle that was about to break out finally broke out inevitably!

A bolt of lightning thicker than a human came crashing down, flashed past the three people, and finally landed on the bronze coffin in the valley.

Yang An turns into the God of Thunder!

Holding a small hammer high up in the sky, Thundercloud spoke loudly.

"Thunder is extremely masculine and powerful. It is perfect for slaying demons and killing evil spirits. Today, I will use thunder to slay demons and subdue you, the immortal demon king!"

(End of this chapter)