Chapter 299 Seizing the Cauldron

"One general will be able to achieve the goal of tens of thousands of bones, let alone the imperial corpse of the ancestor. The number of monks who have been sacrificed in Wusheng River over the years is not tens of thousands, but maybe eight thousand."

Yu Wenshou sighed softly. He was not a soft-hearted person. If he could become the protector of an evil sect such as the Tomb of the Dead, the lives of his men would naturally be high.

It's just that the method of refining this "Emperor's Corpse" is the secret method of suppressing the sect passed down by Murong Han, and it requires the remains of thousands of people to assist in the cultivation. And it cannot be the remains of an ordinary person, it must be at least a monk with a level one or two of Qi training.

This method is too vicious, and it only offends ordinary people. Wen Tao has been secretly arresting low-level monks in recent years. Although most of them are casual cultivators, he occasionally offends some disciples of well-known sects. If things continue like this, there will eventually come a day when the paper can no longer contain the fire, and then the Tomb of the Dead will become the target of public criticism.

Yu Wenshou, as a senior member of the Tomb of the Dead, although he is usually greedy for money and profit, he also knows that no eggs will be left intact even if the nest is overturned. Only by trying our best to keep the secret of this lifeless river can we live a stable life.

“I just don’t know whether the tomb owner’s retreat can be successful.”

Yu Wenshou raised his head and looked at the golden coffin above the abyss. His eyes flickered and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After a while, he sighed softly, turned his gaze away, and looked at the small bloody cauldron above the Wusheng River again.

This "Blood Corpse Cauldron" is the sect-protecting treasure of the dead man's tomb. According to legend, when Murong Han first arrived in the Wu Kingdom, the world of cultivation in the Wu Kingdom was in chaos, and the major sects were fighting each other all year round. It was with an "Emperor's Corpse" and this "Blood Corpse Cauldron" that Murong Han established the foundation of the Tomb of the Dead in the hands of many great monks in the Golden Core Realm.

Later, Murong Han was surrounded and suppressed by many people. Although he finally managed to break out of the siege, the "Blood Corpse Cauldron" suffered heavy losses, its spirituality was completely destroyed, and its grade dropped by a level, eventually becoming an ordinary magic weapon.

Later, the "Huang Jue Palace" came into being, and successively conquered the various sects of the Wu Kingdom, becoming the only sect of the Wu Kingdom. This chaos that lasted for many years has gradually come to an end.

Although the "Blood Corpse Cauldron" has been completely spiritually destroyed, it was, after all, the personal magic weapon of the ancestor of the Golden Pill, so it was still passed down from generation to generation, and it can be regarded as a treasure that holds the clan. It's just that it has been severely damaged and needs to be nourished with the death energy in the Inanimate River from time to time, so it was placed at the end of the Inanimate River, in the same place as the tomb owner's retreat.

Yu Wenshou hesitated for a moment, but still made a gesture with one hand and raised his hand towards the Blood Corpse Cauldron on the Wusheng River. As if being inspired by him, the small bloody cauldron lit up with a strange red light in mid-air, and then began to spin rapidly after a moment.

Every time the "Blood Corpse Cauldron" rotated, its size shrank by one point, and finally it became the size of a walnut. Then it turned into a red light and flew towards Yu Wenshou's hand.

However, at this moment, a flash of silvery light suddenly flew out from behind Yu Wenshou and struck directly towards his outstretched right hand.

The sword intent surged endlessly, and Yu Wenshou felt the hairs on his hair rising, and he quickly retreated without thinking.

But after all, he is one of the three guardians of the Tomb of the Dead. Although he is panicking at this moment, he also knows that the person coming here must be for the Blood Corpse Cauldron! While the figure retreated sharply in the air, his left hand made a one-handed seal, pointing towards the void somewhere in front.

A white light lit up, and a huge bald corpse jumped out of it. Then it stretched its arms like a giant ape and fished for the bloody corpse cauldron that was falling from mid-air.

The silver-white brilliance missed a single blow and swayed slightly in the air, turning into three flying swords. Two of them slashed towards the bald giant corpse, while the other one went straight towards Yu Wenshou.

The bald corpse was now grinning, and its two flying swords were as powerful as a swimming dragon, making it impossible for it to ignore it. He had no choice but to give up the fight for the Blood Corpse Cauldron, turned around and punched twice in the air. A powerful and heavy punch was struck, and the direction of the two flying swords was deflected by a few inches.

The two flying swords flew almost close to the body of the bald corpse. Even so, they also cut off two pieces of his flesh. However, the bald corpse no longer knew what pain was, and at this moment it was just roaring angrily at the flying sword in mid-air.

At the same time, a young man in gray clothes had appeared under the Blood Corpse Cauldron. He raised his hand and gently grabbed it, and the Blood Corpse Cauldron was caught in his hand.

"Murong Wenqin, what are you doing!"

Yu Wenshou shouted angrily. He was dealing with the flying sword attack while looking around with a livid face.

He saw three people standing in front of him, one of whom was "Murong Wenqin" with whom he had a cooperation agreement, and the other two were a young man in gray and a beautiful woman.

"Haha, what are you doing? Protector Yuwen still doesn't understand now?"

When Ji Lai saw Liang Yan taking the blood corpse cauldron into his hands, he laughed and said, "We reluctantly accepted your sect's blood corpse cauldron."

"you!"

Anger surged in Yu Wenshou's chest. He turned his head and glanced at the three of them coldly, then suddenly pointed at the woman among them and said, "Are you Murong Xuewei?"

When Murong Xuewei came to pay her respects at the Tomb of the Dead, Yu Wenshou directly turned her away and didn't even meet her once. So he didn't recognize it at first, but he wasn't stupid either. At this moment, he thought of the cause and effect of the matter and made a rough guess in the blink of an eye.

"Haha, when the little girl came back to the Tomb of the Dead, Protector Yuwen ignored the orders of the Murong family and forcibly turned me away. I didn't expect that we would meet one day!" Murong Xuewei looked at Yuwenshou with a faint smile. road.

"snort!"

Yu Wenshou snorted coldly. He figured out the whole story and calmed down at the moment. He just said with a sarcastic face: "It's just you? A young boy who has just established a foundation and two monks at the peak of Qi refining also want to start from Did I take away the blood corpse cauldron under my hands? Could it be that I am just dreaming!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard an old voice laughing:

"They can't, what about me?"

Yu Wenshou's expression changed slightly, and he saw the mouth of the pouch on the waist of the young man in gray loosen, and then a white light flashed, and a girl with double braids and a green coat jumped out.

This girl was clearly in her early ten years, but when she landed on the ground, she clasped her hands behind her back, shook her head, and said with an old-fashioned look: "It's not easy for you to cultivate, so commit suicide and keep your body intact!"

"What a crazy tone!"

Yu Wenshou narrowed his eyes and looked up and down at the girl. Although he couldn't feel any aura fluctuations on her body, Yu Wenshou didn't dare to be careless at all.

"Crazy Lion, come back!"

As Yu Wenshou shouted loudly, the bald corpse that was fighting with Liang Yan's two fixed-light swords suddenly looked up to the sky and roared, then a thick layer of blue scales appeared on his arms, and he punched the two flying swords. Call.

Bang bang! Two muffled sounds.

The bald corpse actually caught Liang Yan's two swords without any damage. On the contrary, Liang Yan's two flying swords were knocked upside down by the shock.

After the bald corpse opened the flying sword, he did not hesitate to fight. Instead, he quickly returned to Yu Wenshou and blocked the remaining light-fixing sword for him.

Liang Yan's expression changed slightly when he saw this, he raised his hand and used the magic formula to combine the three fixed light swords into one, and then took them back in front of him.

"It seems that among these bronze corpses, there are also three, six or nine. The 'crazy lion' in front of me is probably far superior to the previous 'Chai Tuo'." Liang Yan narrowed his eyes slightly.