About ten minutes before three-quarter noon, I finally regained some strength, stood up, and approached the strange coffin.
At this moment, Xiao Chengqian has retreated into a circle surrounded by glutinous rice. At the moment when the corpse is being lifted up, strangers need to stay away as much as possible to avoid accidental injuries in the chaos. In addition, they also want to avoid the sudden evaporation of the corpse from injuring more people.
Uncle Johnny and I were the only two people near the coffin. He was looking at the coffin with a rare cigarette in his mouth. He didn’t know what he was thinking about, but he was just thinking about the little red flower in his breast pocket. It's so eye-catching.
As for me, I was attracted by the colorful paintings on the coffin. It was only now that I saw clearly that the colorful paintings on the coffin were not paintings strictly speaking, but lifelike totems. But what kind of totems were they specifically? I don’t know them. After all, Hinduism almost worships gods and Buddhas all over the sky. There are so many gods worshipped that even a non-experienced believer may not be able to remember them.
The reason why these totems painted on the coffins attracted me was just because I could feel a faint flow of mana on them.
This is the power of orthodox cultivators, not the power of zombies...
"Do you feel it?" The rising smoke from the cigarette made Uncle Johnny narrow his eyes slightly. His eyes were deep and he suddenly asked me this question.
"Yeah, these colorful totems... also have faint mana fluctuations on them. I thought it was very magical at first. After so many years, the coffin has not deformed or soaked, and the patterns on it have not faded at all. ... Is that because of this?" I asked curiously.
The coffin placed in the middle of the rock was filled with a cold breath from time to time. Because it was too close, I even put on a coat. Only Uncle Johnny seemed completely unaffected. We were so bored waiting, so we might as well chat. Nothing, even if the coffin is to be opened, these patterns have no effect.
"The material of this coffin is not ordinary wood, but made of special wood. It is very precious, you know? Dark wood..." Uncle Johnny said in a low voice.
Gloomy wood? ! It is indeed very precious, and its value is no less than the best agarwood. It is the best material for making coffins, but ordinary emperors may not be able to afford it. This shows how luxurious it is, but even as a Taoist, I didn't listen. What effect does the dark wood have on restraining zombies? Why did it go so extravagantly to seal Patel
"This Yin Chen wood was brought by Li. Of course, the untreated Yin Chen wood has no effect, but the treated Yin Chen wood is completely different! Do you know why? In fact, the Yin Chen wood is basically charred wood. It is the easiest to absorb various breaths and auras! This is something that other woods cannot do. Before the real sealing of Patel, this piece of gloomy wood was not only processed by Li, but also enshrined in our most advanced temple for half a year. , sacrifices are held for it every day to attract the divine power! Therefore, this is a piece of wood full of divine power and various energies, used to suppress Patel's power..." Uncle Johnny told this amazing story lightly. The origin of the wood, but basically it was useless after the coffin was opened. After all, it had contained a powerful zombie for so many years, and it was no longer useful wood.
When I was lamenting the wood of this coffin, Uncle Johnny said again: "As for the lasting color of these totems, of course it is because the magic attached to them has not dissipated. In addition, you know that these totems are made through Were they painted by the hands of those people? They were the totems painted by the high priest, the top high priest in the religion, using his own blood and adding precious pigments to color the totems. So how could their colors be so easily erased? For example, this pale pink painting is painted with gold melted in water in the middle... The reason why it is so extravagant is because the totem painted in this way can attract a certain amount of divine power to attach to the totem, further suppressing Patel. .”
I looked at the coffin speechlessly. Even if it was not made of gold, in terms of value, it was a hundred times more precious than that made of gold. Its function was just to suppress Patel. Did Patel have any power at that time? How amazing? I'm reminded of what Patel said, the power it inherits requires a body to be unleashed.
Therefore, I suddenly felt that it was like a dream that we could defeat Patel's spirit body. It was simply incredible.
Uncle Johnny's expression was very calm, he threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, exhaled the last puff of smoke, and then said: "The war that year was not comparable to our battle at all, that was. .. Is it a battle at the level of gods? I've always thought so! What we faced was Patel, who was weakened by the seal at least ten times, and soul attacks are not what it is best at. We should say lucky, This precious coffin is also using its own power to consume Patel's power every moment. Otherwise, how could we dare to open the coffin and take away the strongest power hidden in this coffin, your master's seal? "
"Isn't it to destroy it?" I don't think taking the seal is more important than destroying Patel.
"Of course it is to destroy it. All the forces used to suppress it are about to be exhausted. Now is the time when its body is at its weakest. In a few days, it should embark on the road of recovery. In fact, it has been like this all the time. Do it, sacrifice it with so many human lives and blood! Li said that the seal will be opened sooner or later. If you don't open the seal, there is no chance to completely eliminate it. Taking away the seal is just a necessary step. The most important thing..." Uncle Johnny suddenly looked at Staring at the sky, his eyes became so unpredictable, and then he said: "We still have to destroy it!"
I don’t know what to say, but I can probably guess some of the master’s arrangements. The seal with the remnant soul of the master is naturally the strongest seal, but when the power of the seal and Patel wear away each other, they lose their effect. At that time, the remnant soul left by the master was in danger and could become a great tonic for the recovering Patel at any time! Even if the remnant soul of the master is so powerful, it cannot be stronger than the recovered Patel. After all, at that time, Patel almost wiped out the talents of the cultivator community in India.
And when the seal is broken at a certain time, it can not only eliminate Patel, but also allow the inheritor (Lao Li's lineage) to take away the remaining soul, set foot in Penglai, and eliminate the last existence... This is obviously the most advantageous method. , the master is indeed a god-like figure. He had already laid out the plan so many years ago and is waiting for it to be realized one by one, just like the situation in the Lake of Ten Thousand Ghosts.
Thinking of this, I fell silent. I always felt that things in the world are changing so much. It is simply unimaginable that there is such a person who can see through the turbulent flow of fate and set up a sure-win situation. After all, with the passage of time, Growth, the more I experience, the more I respect fate! Everything my master has done makes me feel that even if this person is my master, it is unimaginable...
Seeing that I was silent, Uncle Johnny was also silent. He looked at the watch in his hand, and then at the hazy sun in the sky, and then said to Brother Chengqing in Nuomi Circle: "Chengqing, please calculate the time at noon. Three quarters, after all, using a watch to measure the precise three quarters of noon is not that reliable.”
I looked at the time and saw that there were only two minutes left. I took a deep breath, picked up the crowbar that was sitting on my desk, and handed one to Uncle Johnny, getting ready for everything.
Facing Uncle Johnny's words, Brother Chengqing nodded and began to calculate the precise time of three o'clock at noon... Everything became quiet. I held the iron crow and inserted it into the gap of the coffin. The ink lines on it had been untied by Xiao Chengqian while I was resting.
The sun was still dim, the breeze was passing by, and the water was gurgling... I don't know why, but during such a short and silent wait, I actually got goosebumps all over my body.
"Open the coffin!" Brother Chengqing suddenly shouted.
When Uncle Johnny and I heard this, we didn't dare to waste a moment. After all, the timing of three quarters to noon only lasted less than a minute!
We roared at the same time, the muscles in our arms swelled, and we pressed the crowbar all of a sudden... We finally opened the coffin that had been sealed for so many years.