Mei Niang, I'm a fake eunuch, you still let me sleep

Chapter 271 Working together to open the coffin

The blood flowed continuously along the heart of Grandmaster Qin.

What flowed with him was his breath of life.

The three-foot green front formed by the bronze tripod has a strange devouring power, which is constantly devouring his life energy.

He knelt down on the ground, his hair was disheveled, his pale old face had a look of shock, and his mouth and nose kept dripping with bright red blood.

"Zhao Wujiang, kill me, you will be doomed!" He gritted his teeth and roared.

Zhao Wujiang looked indifferent, turned the hilt of the sword, the sound of flesh and blood being stirred, and the great master of the Qin family wailed mournfully.

"Zhao Wujiang, if this old man is alive, I will crush you to ashes!"

"You won't be alive." Zhao Wujiang drew out the bronze sword, and the blood dripped from the bronze sword automatically, making it spotless.

"Wow"

The long sword was drawn out, and the elder of the Qin family spit out a big mouthful of blood with a wow, and fell to the ground, breathless.

"Let me go" he finally wailed at this moment.

"Kun character, build a man with soil." Zhao Wujiang chanted softly, the long sword in his hand turned into a sapphire bracelet again, and when he returned it, he stepped on the ground lightly, the edge of the stone bridge shattered, and the broken stone turned into a six-foot-high stone man, He rushed towards Grandmaster Qin.

"Boom." The stone man shattered the body of Grandmaster Qin with one punch, turning it into blood mist.

Afterwards, the stone man completed his mission, turned into gravel, and rolled to the ground.

"You still haven't answered my question." Zhao Wujiang murmured softly, walked slowly along the stone bridge without stopping.

Several tyrannical auras were approaching, but he ignored them, like walking in a garden.

Li Chunfeng, Li Xuanji and the others stared at the pool of blood and gravel in front of them with solemn expressions.

They couldn't believe it. It was less than a quarter of an hour after Qin Hui, the grand master of the Qin family, called for help, and he was already killed?You know, this is a great master
"Could it be that he recovered?" Li Chunfeng's voice was low.

"It's really Yuan Tiangang?" Ji Tai, the grand master of the Zhou family, asked.

Li Chunfeng nodded and pointed to the scattered stones on the ground, and said in a deep voice:
"Kun character, to establish a scholar with soil, it is Yuan Tiangang that is right"

"But he is an old friend with us, and there is no deep hatred." Ji Tai was puzzled.

"His thoughts are hidden, and he doesn't talk to others. It's hard to tell." Li Chunfeng shook his head, holding the bronze lamp tightly with his left hand, his eyes were far away, as if seeing the coffin at the end.

Is that what you mean? He sighed, and immediately looked at everyone:

"Guys, let's go together.

Go to the coffin first, complete the tasks assigned to you by the clan, and it will not be too late to hunt for treasures together. "

Everyone pondered for a while, and nodded one after another. Yuan Tiangang's strength can be seen from the killing of Qin Hui, the great master of the Qin family, in a short period of time.

All the people present, except Li Chunfeng and Li Xuanji, walked alone. Once they were intercepted, it would be difficult for them to protect themselves.

Everyone walked along the stone bridge.

Behind him, Li Chunfeng picked up the blood-stained gravel and piled it up like a tomb. His voice was weak and he couldn't see his expression clearly, and he murmured softly:
"Brother Qin Hui, why did you die here?
You didn't deserve to die here, none of you deserved to die here"

He followed the crowd, his eyes were unusually cold.

Zhao Wujiang searched for treasures in the hall, including gold, silver and jade, rare treasures, ancient books and albums.

Today is different from the past. Now, with his luck, he is no longer invisible, but can read these ancient books.

The cover of the ancient book is sallow, the paper is as thin as a cicada's wing, and it feels like it will break when touched, full of the breath of time.

Zhao Wujiang slowly opened a book, even though he didn't know the words.

The characters are pictographic. Comparing the bronze inscriptions, it can be found that the two have similarities.

Bronze inscriptions came in succession to oracle bone inscriptions. This should be oracle bone inscriptions. Zhao Wujiang shook his head and put down the ancient books in his hands.

Bronze inscriptions began at the end of the Shang Dynasty and prevailed in the Zhou Dynasty, most of which were engraved on bronze wares.

Bronze wares prevailed in the Shang and Zhou dynasties. Ritual vessels were honored with tripods, and musical instruments were honored with bells. Therefore, bronze inscriptions are also called "Zhong Dingwen".

The oracle bone inscriptions inherit the Dayu Great Xia and even the older years.

Zhao Wujiang continued to search, and finally found an ancient book written in gold inscriptions. The ancient book was made of animal skin, and the place where he touched it was already dry powder. Obviously, after too long, it will turn into dust.

The ancient book of animal skins records that after the war against merchants, Zhou Tianzi cast a tripod at the ceremony: Zhou Tianzi casts nine tripods, the sky rains millet, and night ghosts cry!

Crying in the sky, rain, millet, and night?Isn't this Cangjie's invention of characters?Zhou Tianzi also had such visions when casting a tripod?
How many miraculous things did the ancient ancestors experience?Are there really gods in this world?
Zhao Wujiang put down the ancient animal skin books, and the only thing he was interested in in the entire treasure hall were these ancient book albums.

How many people can travel thousands of miles in a lifetime after reading thousands of books and traveling thousands of miles?
It is difficult to read ten thousand volumes of books, but it is relatively simple, and you can also get a glimpse of the long journey of life from books.

The voices of people moved from far to near, and then from near to far. Presumably, Li Chunfeng, the clan and others were rushing to the end of the stone bridge.

Zhao Wujiang was not in a hurry, he stepped out slowly and walked towards the crowd.

This trip of the clan is definitely not a simple search for treasure, which he already knew in his heart.

If you come to distribute the treasure, you can enter Jiuyi Mountain at any time, and there is no need to send people to come after many years.

Are you here to break the seal for the man in the coffin?He shook his head and smiled, what a coincidence, I'm here to strengthen the seal.

No matter who the person in the coffin is, not letting him escape is the best result for Zhao Wujiang.

As long as Zhao Wujiang is given some more time to make himself stronger, there will be few people in the world who can stop him from moving forward.

He followed behind Li Chunfeng and others, gradually approaching the end.

Li Chunfeng's expression became more serious, but he could see a faint smile from between his brows.

Li Xuanji frowned, looking vigilant.

The remaining six elders of the seven clans breathed a sigh of relief. Their destination was approaching. As long as they completed the tasks assigned by the clan, they could share the treasure and return to the clan earlier.

After a cup of tea.

A rotten wooden coffin filled with the breath of time appeared in front of everyone.

Four chains thicker than a person hang down from the sky, tightly wrapping around this wooden coffin.

The coffin was suspended above the billowing magma, and there were many traces of decay on it, telling everyone that it had been buried for endless years.

On the coffin are engraved pictures of ancestor sacrifices, flowers, birds, insects and fish, various totems, and the ancient atmosphere hovers above the coffin.

The blue dragon, white tiger, red bird, basalt, and statues of the four spirits of the sky stand around the coffin, like guarding and suppressing.

Li Chunfeng looked a little respectful. He raised his hand and threw it, and the bronze lamp in his hand fell firmly on the coffin.

I saw his eyes closed tightly, and he kept chanting and listening to inaccurate murmurs, like sacrificial words.

"fire!"

After whispering, he let out a low growl.

The wick of the bronze ever-burning lamp was dark red, and a green flame was ignited in an instant.

"Minghuang Kaitai, divine fire is coming!

I carry the divine fire to ignite my life, and the divine fire will never be extinguished and I will live forever! "

The monstrous sea of ​​flames scattered above the coffin with a bang, and the green flames and red magma became the only remaining colors in everyone's eyes.

The sea of ​​fire burned through the coffin, and sawdust peeled off.

The sacrificial picture of the ancestors began to shake, and the kneeling villain began to stand up and pull the chains wrapped around the coffin.

The flowers, birds, insects and fish also seemed to walk out of the painting in an instant, and began to peck or bite, trying to move the chain.

The totem also continued to unfold, turning into creatures such as grotesque beasts, birds and scales, and began to fiddle with the chains, trying to untie them.

Everyone stared blankly at this miraculous scene, only Zhao Wujiang and Li Xuanji looked cold and ready to go.

(End of this chapter)