Chapter 365: The Treasure Coffin of Immortality and the Contents in the Coffin

In the dreary darkness like a swamp, Tie Fo didn't know what the situation was.

But clearly, something is not good.

Judging from the young man's cruel expression at the end, this must be something more terrifying than death.

So, he struggled.

He struggled hard and tried his best to escape.

But at that moment, a pair of hands appeared at his feet.

He looked down.

I saw a pair of dark eyes, overflowing with blood!

That face without nose, tongue, and ears was all too familiar to him. Wasn't it none other than Zhu Wantian, the head of the Zhu family who was tortured to death by him a few nights ago?

The opponent's twisted hands grabbed his ankles tightly, as if they were made of iron, unable to break free.

Then, countless hands stretched out from the darkness, and familiar faces appeared!

Each and every one of them is actually the soul of the dead who once died in his hands!

A pair of hands climbed up, submerged the Iron Buddha, and dragged him into the endless abyss of darkness.

real world.

The iron Buddha collapsed on the ground, still breathing, but his eyes were empty and lifeless.

It's as if the soul has gone elsewhere.

At this time, Yu Chen's murmuring voice was heard.

"——Marriage dream."

"Enjoy it."

After that, he threw down the half-dead Iron Buddha and started searching every room in the Iron Sword Cave.

——He had heard before when he was outside the cave that Iron Buddha's color was going to hand over the "thing" to his employer tomorrow.

In other words, the "iron coffin" that King Rende asked Zhu Wantian to keep should still be in the hands of the Iron Buddha.

When he found the last room on the north wall, Yu Chen's eyes lit up as soon as he stepped in the door.

Look at this huge secret room, filled with neatly arranged mustard seed bags, which contain the wealth and treasures accumulated by the Iron Buddha over the years.

In the center of the secret room, a huge bronze and iron coffin stood quietly.

——Exactly the same as the iron coffin in Zhu Wantian's revolving lantern.

Yu Chen walked around the iron coffin and observed it for a while.

I found that this thing was covered with dense formation patterns, like a pair of strong locks, sealing the entire iron coffin.

If you want to open it, you must either unravel these formations one by one, or you can only destroy them violently.

But Yu Chen was afraid that if he dismantled the coffin, the contents might be damaged. After thinking about it, he finally decided to take it back first.

So with a thought in his mind, he opened the door to the underworld, called a few Yin soldiers, carried it away and left.

At this time, outside the secret room, in the lobby.

A hysterical scream sounded, extremely harsh.

When Yu Chen went out and took a look, he saw that the Iron Buddha had woken up from the magical power of Marriage Dream.

A pair of eyes filled with fear, despair, and endless chaos.

--collapsed.

After personally experiencing the so-called "hell" in the dream-marrying magical power, the leader of the spiritual servant group who enjoyed killing people had already suffered a mental breakdown.

He dragged his seriously injured body squirming on the ground, like a miserable slug, unconsciously squirming to Yu Chen's side, mumbling incessantly.

"Kill me... kill me... end... end everything... kill me..."

The unruly look before was gone, and there was incomparable pleading in his voice.

Like a beggar begging for food.

Yu Chen lowered his head, looked at him, took out the mirror and asked.

Iron Buddha, who endured countless tortures in the hell of Marriage Dream, revealed everything he knew without even the slightest resistance.

It turns out that Iron Buddha did not know what was inside the iron coffin belonging to King Rende that Zhu Wantian kept.

Even before he got this thing, he didn't even know it was a coffin.

Just at the request of his employer, he did just that.

——Of course, the employer did not ask him to kill everyone in the Zhu family, he only said that he could not make the matter a big deal.

Iron Buddha thought, isn't this simple?

Kill everyone and find two scapegoats, and then it's over?

And that's exactly what he did.

After everything was over, especially after the two scapegoats were executed by Ling Chi, he was ready to hand over the iron coffin to his employer after the storm subsided as agreed.

As for the identity of his employer, only Tie Buddha knew it.

——Just as the Qi monks of the Iron Buddha Group had guessed before.

The employer was indeed someone from the imperial court.

But he is not a high official.

But...a prince.

——Eighth Prince, Zhou Zhu.

At that moment, Yu Chen was stunned and scratched his head.

Obviously I didn't expect it to be him.

Judging from the revolving memory of the old man of Literary Saint, the Eighth Prince Zhouzhu, the younger brother of King Rende and the eighth son of Emperor Qiyuan, usually has a very low sense of presence... almost nothing.

If King Rende is an unparalleled genius, then the Eighth Prince Zhou Zhu is a complete idiot.

Not only because of talent, but also because of... congenital defects.

King Rende pretended to be ill and withdrew from the fight for the throne, while the eighth prince Zhou Zhu was not qualified to inherit the throne from the beginning.

Because he...has been paralyzed for more than ten years.

I can only spend the whole day in bed.

Even the cunning and suspicious eldest prince had not considered that the eighth prince Zhou Zhu would be an obstacle to him.

But where did such a prince who could not even stand up find out about the iron coffin left by King Nintoku and plot it?

Yu Chen frowned and couldn't figure it out.

But after looking at the sky and beheading the Iron Buddha with a sword, he returned with the iron coffin, the secret treasures of heaven and earth, and the spiritual baht.

The sky is bright.

The sun rises in the east.

Not long after Yu Chen left, two Qi alchemists wearing Taoist robes flew past with their swords on the white clouds.

Judging by their appearance, they should be two Taoist priests from a nearby Taoist temple.

When passing by Iron Sword Mountain, both of them subconsciously took a detour and walked away.

I was afraid of provoking those crazy people and getting into trouble.

But just as they were passing through the boundary of Iron Sword Mountain, one of the Taoists glanced at it accidentally.

Suddenly I saw the Iron Sword Mountain...it seemed to have collapsed?

If you don’t see clearly, look again.

He rubbed his eyes and took a closer look.

Hey!

It’s not that I didn’t wake up!

It's Iron Sword Mountain... It's really collapsed!

The two Taoists looked at each other, and finally decided to take a closer look.

In the end, it doesn’t matter if you don’t look at it. Once you look at it, you will be scared to death!

Look, most of Iron Sword Mountain has collapsed, and the top of the mountain is shattered, completely revealing the lobby of Iron Sword Cave.

Then, the lobby was filled with blood.

When I looked closer, I saw that the headless corpses were leaning on each other like sculptures.

The blood had drained out and condensed into a thin layer of dark red on the ground, glowing with a strange light in the morning sun.

What's even more ridiculous is that in the pool of blood, they even saw the head of the Iron Buddha!

That murderous evil spirit was beheaded while he was still alive!

There was fear, despair and pain in those unbending eyes, and there was even a hint of...relief?

It seems that for him at that time, death was also a...luxury wish?

The two Taoists did not dare to stay longer and immediately went back to report to the sect!

As a result, the news that the Iron Sword Mountain collapsed and the Iron Buddha was destroyed spread throughout the entire Qi refining circle in one morning!

Countless uproar!

You must know that there are not many Qi warriors in the Shenshu realm in Daxia, and most of them are still under the rule of the imperial court.

A ruthless person like Xiang Tiefo is already at the top of the Qi refining circle. In addition, he is full of evil, and people who can't stand him are like crucian carp crossing the river.

This death is naturally quick for enemies, but for relatives... Oh, he has no relatives, so that's okay.

All in all, it was quite a fuss.

Many Qi practitioners clapped their hands and cheered, and at the same time they were guessing which hero had done it.

But these things have nothing to do with Yu Chen who returned to the Tomb of No Return.

At this moment, he is in the underworld, on the inner bank of Huangquan, in Qiwusi.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's really a big deal."

An unkempt old man pulled at his messy beard, stared at a huge and heavy bronze and iron coffin on the ground, and sighed repeatedly.

"This coffin is called the Eternal Life Coffin - of course, it can't really live forever, but it is different from other coffins. Other coffins are used to contain dead people, but this Eternal Life Coffin is used to contain living people. To be precise, It is said that it is used to pretend to be a living person who is about to die.

The craftsmanship of forging this coffin has long been lost, and there are less than two hands left in the world. It is usually used to worship those who are old or seriously injured, but do not want to die.

In this coffin, they are neither dead nor alive, but they can survive for a while. "

Yu Chen looked at the old man who was talking to himself and nodded slightly.

——Needless to say the identity of this old man, he is the dull old man from Jiangzhou. Although his cultivation qualifications are not very good, he has an almost evil talent in the miscellaneous studies.

He successively deciphered the old man's magical secrets and discovered the theory of "yin and yang in conflict", and became a key figure in Yu Chen's use of yellow spring water to offset the great creation formation.

Now, Yu Chen wanted to take out the iron coffin without damaging its contents, so naturally he found the old man immediately.

As soon as they met, the dull old man recognized the origin of the coffin.

"What about these formation patterns?"

Yu Chen pointed at the dense formations on the coffin that looked like earthworms, "Is it possible to crack it?"

"Sir, it's a trivial matter." The blunt old man patted his chest and muttered: "The accomplishments in formations are not something I am bragging about. The only one who can stabilize me, old man, is that little guy Wu Yong."

While he was speaking, just watch him wave his hands, and countless dharma seals lit up in his hands.

Every time it lights up, the formation pattern on the iron coffin also disappears.

This continued for half an hour, and the last sealing formation pattern disappeared!

The dull old man patted the iron coffin gently.

——Boom!

A dull sound of friction of steel resounded throughout the Qiwu Division.

At this moment, both the dull old man and Yu Chen widened their eyes, wanting to see what was inside the immortal coffin.

The first thing that catches the eye is a liquid that looks like blue waves.

According to what the dull old man said before, this is the standard configuration of the longevity coffin. The longevity liquid is refined with more than four figures of medicinal materials. Those who are dying can linger on because of the efficacy of this stuff.

The two of them continued to look.

Then they saw that there was no corpse in the eternal coffin as they expected.

Just a pink blob the size of a human head.

It is hemispherical, soft in texture, and covered with countless wrinkles on the surface, gently undulating with the surge of longevity fluid.

——A divine sprout.