Xiao Chen frowned slightly and said softly: "What's the request?"
"Open this coffin for me. I want to see something inside." Saint Tianxuan spoke calmly and said something that surprised Xiao Chen.
As soon as these words came out, Xiao Chen immediately became vigilant. Tear off the Immortal Talisman
The two Immortal Lords wanted to tear off the Immortal Seal Talisman, but he had gone through a lot of effort to do so. Now the Holy Lady Tianxuan actually asked him to tear off the Immortal Seal Talisman.
Xiao Chen was speechless and said angrily: "Sage Tianxuan, are you kidding me? Do you know how much effort I put into preventing the two immortals from succeeding, and now you actually say these words? ”
If you want to see what's in the holy coffin, then don't let him stop the two immortals. After the two immortals tear it apart, you can just watch it by yourself.
Why are you making such a poor excuse? It's unnecessary!
"Do you think an unintentional person would have the intention to lie to you?" Saint Tianxuan's face was calm, still calm and peaceful to the extreme.
Xiao Chen was startled when he heard this. It was like a wake-up call. This sentence was better than many explanations.
Xiao Chen was about to be convinced the moment he said it. Not many people in the world could understand the desolate meaning in it.
An unintentional person, no matter how strong, is a kind of tragedy.
"Okay, I promise you!"
Rationally speaking, this request is absolutely unacceptable, but Xiao Chen has changed along the way, no matter how he changes. The original intention has never changed, and deep down, there is always a sense of innocence and sensibility.
If matters of time are always decided by reason, meticulously and cautiously, what is the difference between humans and machines
This time, he was willing to believe in the Holy Lady Tianxuan. Even if he was deceived, he would not regret it.
The Immortal Talisman is not easy to tear off, but the Holy Lady Tianxuan explains it, so Xiao Chen only needs to obey it.
During the communication, Xiao Chen discovered something very strange. Saint Tianxuan didn't seem to know much about the Immortal Talisman.
It seemed that the Immortal Talisman was not refined by her hands, and she needed to think for a long time when explaining it.
"Didn't you refine the Immortal Talisman?" Xiao Chen couldn't help but ask after several attempts and a lot of trouble.
Saint Tianxuan was silent for a long time, then said: "No, I once had a Taoist companion, and he sealed it for me."
Xiao Chen was startled when he heard this and stayed for a moment. He didn't expect that a ruthless person like Tianxuan Saint would have a Taoist companion.
The martial arts was at its peak, and he gave up all his cultivation and turned to cultivating immortality. In the end, he became an unintentional person.
It's hard to imagine that anyone would be willing to fall in love with such a woman.
"Where are the others?"
"Probably... already dead." Tianxuan Saint considered it for a moment and said with some uncertainty: "When I lost all my martial arts cultivation, he protected me and sealed my coffin. I don't know. His situation."
In fact, it's nonsense to ask, no one can live from the ancient times to the present, no one can.
Of course, ruthless people like Tianxuan Saint are definitely not among them.
Half a quarter of an hour later, the two immortal sealing talismans were removed. Xiao Chen hesitated for a moment, and finally opened the holy coffin with gentle force.
No strange phenomena appeared, so Xiao Chen breathed a sigh of relief. There was a corpse lying quietly in the holy coffin.
The corpse was well preserved and still looked like it was when he was alive. It had not decayed or fester, and there was no peculiar smell.
She looks the same as the Tianxuan Saint next to Xiao Chen, but she is a little older. His head was full of white hair, crow's feet were obvious at the corners of his eyes, and there were some faint wrinkles on his forehead.
She closed her eyes quietly, like a woman sleeping peacefully, holding a painting tightly in her hand.
Xiao Chen's eyes saw the painting in the corpse's hand, and his first instinct told him that the object Tianxuan Saint wanted to see was this painting.
Dead for millions of years and still clinging to it, this thing is obviously extremely important.
Xiao Chen couldn't help but wonder what kind of painting it was that had such great charm.
"Is it this thing?"
Holy Maiden Tianxuan nodded slightly: "Take it out and I'll just take a look."
Xiao Chen did as he was told, stretched out his hand to hold the scroll, and exerted force carefully. It turned out that the body was being pulled a little tight, so he involuntarily increased his strength.
Naturally, a dead man couldn't compete with Xiao Chen's strength. With a little effort, the scroll broke free.
call out!
But at this moment, a sudden change occurred, and the corpse's closed eyes suddenly opened. A cold light shot out from those eyes and enveloped Xiao Chen.
Xiao Chen's body froze on the spot as the cold air entered his body. Even if he has been dead for millions of years, the peerless sharpness brought by this glance still makes people dare not resist and make their hearts tremble.
After opening the coffin for such a long time without any incident, it was inevitable that the vigilance would be reduced. But when taking the painting, the female corpse suddenly opened her eyes, which would scare ordinary people to death.
What's even more terrifying is what's behind. The moment she opens her eyes, the female corpse rises into the air and grabs Xiao Chen's neck with one hand.
A flood of murderous intent surged in. In despair, Xiao Chen's strong desire to survive made him break through the suppression of the female corpse's momentum and lean back.
At the critical moment, Xiao Chen finally avoided this fatal blow, and the female corpse was about to make another move.
Saint Tianxuan suddenly appeared and pointed a finger at the eyebrow of the female corpse. With a bang, the female corpse's body turned into countless dust and dissipated.
The moment the female corpse shattered into pieces, a strong wind blew up, and the scroll was spread out.
Xiao Chen, who was frightened on the throne, glanced at him and could no longer look away.
On the exquisite painting paper, a bright moon hangs high. The painter used his profound skills to depict the bright moon as distant and elegant.
The entire picture is filled with this soft moonlight, revealing a sense of beauty.
But when the moonlight fell on the ground, the artistic conception suddenly changed. The pale moonlight, like white frost, covered the courtyard.
The osmanthus tree in the courtyard stands amidst the white frost on the ground, and the Holy Maiden of Tianxuan stands holding a sword.
In the painting, she has a majestic appearance, a temperament as pure as snow, and a heroic figure. Gazing at the moonlight, she reveals an inexplicable sadness.
It is this kind of sadness that renders the soft moonlight all over the ground pale and as cold as frost.
The inscription in the painting: The moonlight is like frost, and the running water hurts. Beauty grows old easily, where can one find immortality...
The distant moonlight covered the courtyard, like cold white frost, exuding a touch of sadness. Who can endure the sadness all over the place, only the woman who is as gentle and tough as running water.
But time is like water and can never come back. The scars of time will eventually fall on this face little by little.
In fact, running water cannot stop this endless sadness. Staring at the bright moon in the night sky, I just ask, where can I find the immortal!
In an instant, Xiao Chen understood the artistic conception of the painting and the sadness and helplessness hidden in the poems.
He stretched out his hand slightly, and the scroll slowly floated back and fell into Xiao Chen's hands.
Looking at the people in the painting and looking at the innocent Tianxuan Saint in front of me, I have to say that it is really sighing.
The person in the painting is still sad and helpless, but the person in front of him has nothing left.
"Did he paint this painting?"
Xiao Chen held the scroll in both hands, looked up and asked Saint Tianxuan. Naturally, he was referring to her former Taoist companion.
After being silent for a long time, the Holy Maiden Tian Xuan, who seemed to be somewhat relieved, nodded slightly: "Yes, it was painted by him, and it is also the thing I miss the most in this life. I have waited for a million years, leaving behind a trace of regret, just to see this painting again. ”
"I like this painting very much."
"Then you can keep it and keep it for me. Now I can fulfill my promise to you."
"Not urgent."
Xiao Chen slowly rolled up the scroll, took out a mirror box from the Qiankun Ring, and put it away solemnly.
The Holy Lady Tianxuan was a little puzzled. She didn't know why Xiao Chen, who had always been very anxious, suddenly became so slow and leisurely.