"I'll go in and have a look." Just as Ye Lingyue was about to go in, Wu Zhong behind him frowned.
Wu Zhong is tall and tall, if he is not injured, he can use the bone shrinking technique to get in, but now he is injured...
"Are you worried about me?" Ye Lingyue glanced at Wu Zhong.
Wu Zhong snorted and turned his head away, but his slightly red ears revealed his true thoughts.
The word "murder weapon" was still etched in Wu Zhong's heart.
He worried that there would be danger in this cave.
It is said that women like duplicity, and it turns out that men do too.
Ye Lingyue pouted.
Even though Wu Zhong was sloppy and liked to bully her, Ye Lingyue felt at ease with him around.
In the past few days, she is responsible for going out to find food and who, and at night, he is responsible for guarding.
Sometimes, when Ye Lingyue suddenly wakes up from her dream in the middle of the night, she will find those shining eyes in the darkness.
There was a "creaking" sound next to her ears. Ye Lingyue looked back and found that Wu Zhong had forcibly compressed half of her bones.
His injury was still not healed, but with this luck, the wound opened again, and blood flowed out, which was shocking.
"You're crazy." Ye Lingyue couldn't tell whether she was angry or touched.
"Follow me." Said domineeringly, Tianque flew into the cave first, Wu Zhong followed closely behind, and Ye Lingyue entered the winding cave tunnel together.
The cave has always been very narrow, maybe no one has passed through it for a long time, and the air is a bit thin.
Wu Zhong walked unhurriedly, keeping a distance of two from Ye Lingyue.
Until the front gradually opened up, a soft light.
At the bottom of the cave was a stone chamber closed on three sides. In the stone chamber, the first thing that caught the eyes of the two was a coffin.
A square-sized coffin polished with spar.
When Ye Lingyue saw the coffin, she couldn't help but let out a cheer.
"Kong Yaojing! I finally found it."
After Ye Lingyue entered the Taiyi Secret Realm, the Kong Yaojing, which she had been searching for painstakingly, was right in front of her eyes.
This Taiyi sect is worthy of being the Ancient Artifact Sect.
I don't know where they found such a large and complete piece of empty Yaojing, and carved it into a coffin.
The Kong Yaojing used to make this coffin weighs at least three to four hundred catties. Ye Lingyue estimated that it can at least double the area of Hongmengtian, and it can also maintain the aura in the space for a long time.
This Taiyi faction's people don't know what they have in their minds, but they actually use Kong Yaojing to make coffins, what a reckless waste.
"Wait." Wu Zhong glared at Ye Lingyue. "You have to move the things of the dead, and there are people lying in the coffin."
Being reminded like this, Ye Lingyue hurried forward and removed the coffin lid.
In the coffin, there was indeed a person lying there.
It was an old man about a hundred years old, his beard and hair were already white, his eyes were closed tightly, and he was wearing a blue-gray robe that symbolized the uniform of the head of the Taiyi School.
Apart from not breathing, the old man's complexion still looks lifelike.
If he hadn't lost his heartbeat and pulse, Ye Lingyue really thought that he was just asleep.
Calculated based on the time when the Taiyi Sect fell, even if this old man was the last head of the Taiyi Sect, it must have been at least a thousand years since his death.
Why his body can still be kept so intact.
"Strange, does Kong Yaojing have the magical effect of making corpses never rot?"
Ye Lingyue was puzzled.
Regardless of whether the corpse is not rotten or not because of the Kong Yaojing, Ye Lingyue insists on this coffin made of Kong Yaojing.
"Old man, don't forget to blame if you have any strange things. The coffin under you is very important to me." Ye Lingyue knocked on the coffin a few times.
"You don't want to drag this coffin away, do you?" Wu Zhong was suspicious.
What is in the head of his little slave girl
Women are supposed to like jewellery, or if they don't, they can also like martial arts and spiritual weapons, but she actually took a fancy to a coffin.
"Of course, I worked so hard to enter the Taiyi Secret Realm just for it." Ye Lingyue was in a good mood and didn't bother arguing with Wu Zhong.
The eight swords of Tianque were all refined by this guy, if she didn't find Kong Yaojing again, it would be a big loss this time.
Ye Lingyue did as soon as she said she could do it, and moved out the head of Taiyi first, her movements were nimble, not at all like ordinary women who turned pale with fright when they saw the corpse.
"You..." Wu Zhong was speechless. Suddenly, Wu Zhong's eyes fell on the old man's corpse.
"He just moved."
"Don't try to scare me, my sister is scaring me, I don't believe in that." Ye Lingyue didn't even raise her eyelids.
She was thinking right now, how to get this empty Yaojing coffin into Hongmengtian under Wu Zhong's nose.
"He..." Wu Zhong wanted to say something else.
"Dead Wu Zhong, what on earth do you want?" Ye Lingyue was annoyed, and glared at Wu Zhong.
But this time, Wu Zhong didn't refute her, but just looked straight ahead.
Following Wu Zhong's line of sight, Ye Lingyue also looked over slowly.
The head of the Taiyi faction had already stood in front of the two of them.
"Alive?" Ye Lingyue couldn't help taking a step back.
"No, he's not alive. He has a very strong death energy, so it's impossible for him to be alive." Wu Zhong sensed a cold and strange aura from him.
This kind of aura does not belong to humans, nor does it belong to monsters. He is a living corpse.
Living corpses, this special existence, transcended the boundary between life and death. Even Wu Zhong saw this for the first time.
"Stand back." Wu Zhong's expression changed suddenly.
With a long cry of the Tianque Sword, a sharp light flashed across the shadows, and a long rainbow shot in vain, striking at the living corpse.
The head of the Taiyi School had a fierce expression on his face. He raised his stiff hand, head-on, and punched Tian Que Sword.
The strong sword energy on the Tianque Sword collided with the fist of the head of the Taiyi School.
Two equally tyrannical forces collided together, forming a vortex of strength.
Tian Que was shaken and bounced back a few feet. The arm of the head of the Taiyi faction made a sound of bone cracking.
The Heavenly Que Sword, refined from eight earth-level spirit swords, is so powerful that even if a mountain hits it, it will be split in two.
Not to mention, a mere pair of hands.
The hand of the head of the Taiyi faction hung down like mud.
But Wu Zhong's expression was still extremely dignified.
The next moment, the arm of the head of the Taiyi School returned to normal. He let out a ghostly howl, his body suddenly retreated, and his hands turned into palms.
The palms blasted out countless palm shadows,
Wu Zhong's eyes sank slightly, and the sky tower flew up into the air and landed in his hands. The sword light shone like a windmill, spinning rapidly, blocking all the palm shadows.
But every time he blocked an attack, the wound behind him would become heavier, and the blood was like a stream, spilling on the ground.