I am cultivating immortality in Zhetian

Chapter 93: Sealing the ancient corpse and placing it in a coffin

The altar floats silently, with auspicious colors falling down. It is thick and mysterious. It is exactly the goal of Fu Jin's trip, the Chaos Divine Stone.

An ancient scroll made of animal skin lay quietly on the altar. It looked ordinary and had not been damaged at all after thousands of years.

With what he wanted in front of him, Fu Jin did not move rashly, his eyes fell on the only figure in front of the altar.

A bald old Taoist wearing a simple Taoist robe with almost all his hair, his face covered in wrinkles and no trace of vitality on his body, was standing in the main hall, standing like a human sculpture, but it gave Fu Jin a feeling of extreme danger.

What the other party held in his hand was the seven-story, crystal-clear ancient pagoda, which exuded a terrifying aura.

The treasures in his hands are so terrifying, not to mention the Taoist's own strength, which must be extremely powerful and difficult to rival.

This is the guardian of the sixth hall.

Fu Jin clearly remembers that after the guardian was awakened, with the ancient pagoda weapon in his hand, he was even able to compete with the descendants of the Demon Emperor holding the imperial weapons. When the imperial soldiers did not recover, he even temporarily sealed off the town. In the pagoda.

The dragon monument seemed to feel a bit extraordinary, but it was difficult to see the depth of the three mysterious ancient coffins behind the main hall, so there was no rush to revive the emperor's power.

After a long period of silence, there was a fluctuation in power.

"You're still too weak."

Fu Jin was stunned for a moment, and then felt ashamed.

Seriously speaking, his cultivation speed is far from slow. Among the countless practitioners in the world, there are few who can match him, and even surpass Ye Fan by a lot.

But for the Dragon Monument in hand that has regained its ultimate divine power and repaired most of its body, it is still at a level that is only slightly more powerful than an ant. It is difficult to use its own cultivation power to activate some of the divine power of the Dragon Monument itself. .

Otherwise, how could the treasure be blocked by this old Taoist who has been dead for many years and whose corpse is psychic.

"Is it necessary to trick Duan De again?" Fu Jin pondered secretly, although he felt deeply guilty about this.

As the first person to discover clues to Belvedere's underground palace, Duan De seemed to have inadvertently activated the formation pattern on the city gate. The gate closed on its own, firmly blocking it from the underground palace. Now he is shouting Fu Jin's name. He used his weapons and smashed the door wildly.

Long Bei also remembered the unscrupulous Taoist priest outside who also possessed imperial weapons and had an extremely weird body. He did not agree with Fu Jin's suggestion and gave another method.

"The white jade coffin in your hand has an extraordinary origin. It contains the light of the relic and can be used to seal the ancient psychic corpse."

Fu Jin looked at the white jade coffin.

When he was on Earth, he passed through the ancient city of Chang'an and collected this from an earth rat. Later, when he was at the Great Leiyin Temple on Yingluo Planet, he also repeatedly showed magical powers. Although it was not a weapon, it was an ancient artifact of great origin.

"That's fine." Fu Jin agreed.

Although the white jade coffin is mysterious, to him, it is naturally far more important than not being able to obtain the Fuxi Dragon Monument.

The gods of the Dragon Monument heard fluctuations, and one person and one monument moved at the same time.

wow.

The hidden formations covering Fu Jin's body shrank, and a thick vitality belonging to strangers instantly filled the empty hall. The psychic ancient corpse that had been sleeping for countless years sensed it, and there was a surging power surging in the body, vaguely. There is also a frightening coercion emerging.

The ancient corpse that looked like an old Taoist opened his eyes, and two dots of green divine light appeared in his eyes, like a rising will-o'-the-wisp. A deep, sinister force fell directly on Fu Jin's body, and along with this gloomy deathly energy, What came was the terrifying pressure.

The seven-layer crystal pagoda in his hand flew out first, and the base moved towards Fu Jin. A steady stream of devouring power came from it, trying to put him into the pagoda to suppress him.

Fu Jin's body swayed slightly, but he did not lose his balance under the shock. Dots of green light around his body were like rosy clouds. The wheel sea "Xihuang Sutra" was running, mobilizing the great power hidden in his blood, and condensed it into a sky above. A vast and distant expanse of blue sky.

After smelting the Heavenly Essence Xuanqi, this vision originating from one's own bloodline has almost condensed into substance, which is equivalent to half of the sky cut off from heaven and earth.

The terrifying devouring power of the ancient pagoda seemed a bit insignificant in front of the vast sky blocking the two, and for a while it was difficult to have an impact on Fu Jin.

The ancient corpse of the psychic Taoist seemed to be quite surprised. He raised his head and let out a roar. The green fire ignited blazingly, and the sound waves shook the void. Like a surging wave, the coercion on his body surged out, causing all the ancient corpses in the entire underground palace to The corpses were all afraid, lying on the ground and wailing.

Duan De, who was beating the city gate, was startled and suddenly became silent.

The ancient pagoda that was blocked from the blue sky showed an even more terrifying divine power and suppressed it again. This time, it actually wanted to take away the blocking sky.

Fu Jin's eyes moved slightly, his lips moved, and the same sound came out, like a dragon's roar or a shout. There were winds and clouds gathering out of thin air in the hall, the sound of thunder roaring, and the strong masculine energy filled the four directions, and it was about to move toward The ghostly howling corpse roar that came from him was offset, and at the same time, a small gourd in his body was suspended above his head.

The gourd was vermilion red, with three golden flames swaying on its body, suddenly emitting an extremely hot and domineering golden light, like a golden sun, following the principles of heaven and earth, rising in the east and setting in the west under the blue sky.

The ancient pagoda was forced back by the golden light and was temporarily stopped in a corner of the hall by the gourd.

The ancient psychic corpse, which had lost its protective weapon, was furious, roared angrily, left the front of the altar, and rushed straight towards Fu Jin, as fast as a green electric light streaking across the sky.

Fu Jin's expression changed, and a dot of blue light shone around his body to protect him. He took the small white jade coffin in his hand, and visualized the scene of the inheritance he had received from the relics.

A shadow of the Buddha sits in the center with lotus position, holding seals with his hands, and there is a huge canopy on the top.On the clouds above, the three-faced and eight-armed King Jiang III, with his back leaning on the flames, holding the demon-subduing pestle, pinched out the seal formula.

Picture of conquering demons and becoming enlightened.

As soon as the picture in his mind took shape, a strong and soft milky white light was released from the small white jade coffin, and the sound of solemn Zen singing was heard, making him look like a god or Buddha coming to the world, with a pure and solemn atmosphere. lingering in the hall.

The ancient corpse that struck like lightning instinctively felt disgusted by this, and flew back at a faster speed.

However, it was too late.

The spread high sky curtain closed like a huge green umbrella, slowly retracting with Fujin as the center, forcing the ancient corpses under it to also approach Fujin.

Under the canopy, the mysterious runes of the Eight Trigrams emerged from all directions, shining with all kinds of divine light, separating the space under the canopy and forming a boundary of its own, covering all auras and blocking all escape routes.

No matter how the ancient corpses collided, it was difficult to break through the space barrier. They could only watch as they got closer and closer to Fujin, and finally screamed in despair and pounced on Fujin again.

Feeling the fierce and terrifying aura, Fu Jin squeezed the hand seal in his hand, and used the hand seal he had used when Liu Yunzhi's Buddhist weapon fell down, and used it again.

"fall."

The body of the ancient corpse that came after the attack flickered and was knocked to the ground uncontrollably. Falling with this suppressive force was also the dragon monument that revealed its true form.

The small white jade coffin flew below the ancient corpse, and the milky white relic light spilled out from it, shining on the ancient corpse approaching from above.

Amidst the chissing sound, the ancient corpse was covered in green smoke and roared repeatedly, but it was still unable to break free. It could only be suppressed by the body of the dragon monument and was slowly put into the small white jade coffin by the Buddha's light. It was still struggling, driving The small coffin was shaken.

boom.

Fu Jin quickly closed the coffin lid, and the milky white hair merged into one. The coffin instantly calmed down, and there was no movement at all.

"so close."

Unconsciously, the clothes on his back were wet with sweat.

The dragon stele flew up and shed green light, covering the suspended Chaos Stone. The dark stone platform seemed to have spirituality, emitting streaks of auspicious colored rays of light, bursting out with thousands of rays of light, forming a unique force field, trying to resist the green light. Light.

But although it was extraordinary, after all it was only contaminated by the aura of the Great Emperor and had no power of the Ultimate Way. After the Dragon Monument fell in its true form, it had no power to resist at all and was swallowed up by the Dragon Monument with green light.

An ancient animal skin scroll fell to the ground.

Fujin took it into his hand and opened it, and the topographic map of Zishan with Jiulong guarding a mountain appeared in front of him.After thinking for a while, he looked towards the back of the hall.

Three huge coffins, the smallest of which was bigger than the palace, stood there like three huge mountains.

Three talents are outstanding.

It contains the corpses of strong men who want to use their corpses to prove the emperor.

"Don't mess around."

The Dragon Monument, which had absorbed the Chaos Stone, returned to him, seeming to have seen Fu Jin's thoughts, and reminded him with power fluctuations.

Even He couldn't see clearly the depth of it, so naturally it wouldn't be that simple.

However, Fu Jin vaguely remembered what the Maurya King's eldest disciple once said, "My master's arrival will be enough to suppress him." After that, the Maurya King did arrive, but I don't know if he forced the door open.

"It shouldn't be a problem if you take a look!" Fu Jin explained.

After all, it's all here.

And he remembered that these three ancient coffins were besieged and none of them were opened. It was difficult to say what the truth was.

The green light of the dragon monument flashed, and he seemed to be moved, and finally agreed.

"Alright."

One person and one monument came to the ancient coffin like a mountain.

I don’t know what kind of material this ancient coffin is made of. It is completely black and matte, and is cold and cold, as if it is the most yin thing. Just touching it makes people shiver.

What made Fu Jin frown even more was that, standing on the ancient coffin, he seemed to vaguely feel some vitality due to his own physical constitution.

"Could it be that the characters in it are not dead?" Fu Jin kept guessing:
"Or is it that the body survives death and that all vitality has been dissipated, giving birth to the power of life again?"

But no matter which possibility it is, it is enough to show that the people involved have mysterious methods and are by no means ordinary people.

"Strange."

The dragon stele was suspended, green light was scattered, and the human head and dragon body mark on the stele. I also opened my eyes and looked into the huge ancient coffin, and made a new discovery.

"There is no body in the coffin."

"There is no corpse? Could it be that the characters in it have been reborn against the will of heaven and left?" Fu Jin's expression changed slightly, and he asked in confusion:

"Where did the life in the coffin come from?"

The ancient coffin, which is like a mountain, is isolated from prying eyes, and the dragon monument can only be seen partially, but the whole picture cannot be understood.

Each person and the monument had their own doubts, and had no intention of leaving, so they started exploring the other two larger ancient coffins.

"Corpse energy." Long Bei spied the atmosphere in the ancient coffin on the left.

And Fu Jin stood on the ancient coffin on the right, running the Ancient Sutra of Immortality, and with the power of the Immortality Body, he also had some sense.

A deep and boundless ocean-like sinister force was surging. It was countless times thicker than the aura on the previous psychic corpse. He felt his body's instinctive rejection and wanted to stay away from here.

"Corpse gas."

Among the three huge ancient coffins, only the smallest ancient coffin did not contain any corpse energy, but rather revealed a bit of vitality.

"The body is divided into three parts, and one part has already achieved success?" Fu Jin boldly guessed.

The dragon stele shines with divine light, and the deity opens his eyes to see for himself:
"Here, it seems like his limbs"

Then, he came to the ancient coffin where Fu Jin was, sensed it again, and came to a conclusion.

"Inside are the internal organs of the body."

Then the smallest coffin without the smell of a dead body can only be the remaining head.

The human consciousness is hidden in the head. Now that there is no corpse air in this coffin, it is very likely that his consciousness has awakened, resurrected, and left the ancient coffin.

"impossible."

The god in the dragon monument changed his previous cautious attitude this time and took the initiative to open the smallest coffin in order to determine some things.

"Don't think about it anymore, what if something terrible wakes up?" Fu Jin turned around and comforted the Dragon Monument God.

But unfortunately, Long Bei's personal decision this time was not something he could persuade.

"You use that sword." Long Bei did not intend to do it himself, but instead ordered Fu Jin.

"Don't worry, I will protect you."

Even though Fu Jin was upset, he was also very curious about the mystery in the smallest coffin and had some guesses.

He took out the feathered sword body that had absorbed part of the immortal fire and restored it to normal. He ran the skills and activated his divine power. There was a faint sword light on the tip of the sword, and he gritted his teeth and stabbed the coffin lid at his feet.

buzz
The ancient coffin, which he could not destroy despite all his efforts, was easily opened with a crack, and the vaguely sensed vitality suddenly became stronger.

The devouring power that was integrated with flesh and blood seemed to have sensed something and resurfaced, ready to move.

"Is it really true?" Fu Jin's guess was about to be verified.

Before he could continue cutting open the ancient coffin, the green light falling from the dragon tablet enveloped him. The two turned into a ray of green light and sank into the ancient coffin, which was larger than the main hall, along the gap.

"Another coffin?"

In the huge empty coffin, there was nothing else except a smaller coffin in the center.

The layout of the coffin inside the coffin reminds Fu Jin of the ancient bronze coffins that were once pulled by nine dragons.

Although there may not be any connection, having such an arrangement is enough to show that it is a bit extraordinary.

The source of life that Fu Jin sensed was in the smaller coffin.

This coffin is easy to open. The dragon stele uses blue light to remove the Tao pattern pattern engraved on the outside, and the lid of the coffin is lifted, revealing the secret hidden inside.

"How could this be?" The gods in the dragon monument were shocked.

Fu Jin's eyes fell on the coffin and he couldn't help but smile a little.

This was a real surprise.

(End of this chapter)