Taoism moves mountains

Chapter 311 Obtaining the Sword, Confused by the Corpse Cocoon

Zhang Qiling was watching the battle from the side and saw Jiang Yang's shortcomings. He didn't know any swordsmanship or sword skills at all.

Xiao Yang Guo's swordsmanship and swordsmanship are indeed extraordinary, which is evident from his current physical condition and the fact that he fought Jiang Yang like this.

Jiang Yang didn't know swordsmanship or sword skills. He only relied on his eyesight and quick reaction to deal with it, and was able to block Xiao Yang Guo's attack.

Just depending on the situation, the tungsten steel sword seems to be unable to withstand many moves.

At this moment, Xiao Yang Guo was focused on defeating the enemy. When he saw the strange attire of Jiang Yang and the others, he knew that they were not ordinary people, so he was very cautious.

His brows trembled, he stood up again, and stabbed Jiang Yang with his sword.

Jiang Yang took a step back, blocked the Qingzhi Sword upward, then straightened his waist, took a step forward and dragged the sword backwards, slashing it down from top to bottom.

Xiao Yang Guo held his sword in front, raised his arm to face it, and raised his strength to meet him.

Swords clash!
  "Qiang!"

The tungsten steel knife broke at the sound!

Jiang Yang and Xiao Yang Guo were knocked back two steps at the same time!
  Xiao Yang Guo tried to attack Jiang Yang again, but Jiang Yang immediately threw the broken knife on the ground and at the same time stretched out his hand to signal to Xiao Yang Guo to stop.

"Stop!" The weapon is broken, how can we fight?
  He felt that there was no point in continuing the fight like this. When he was fighting just now, he glanced inside the coffin and found a corpse lying inside.

From this, he guessed that the little Yang Guo he was fighting against was not a real person at all, but a bronze sacred tree that embodied little Yang Guo's dying consciousness.

Although it is an entity, it is not a real life form.

When Xiao Yang Guo heard Jiang Yang's shout, he also stopped attacking. He looked at Jiang Yang and Zhang Qiling in confusion, and then looked around.

He asked Jiang Yang, "Where are the prince and the general? Who are you?"

"A treasure hunter!" Jiang Yang replied with a smile.

"Where is the body of the leader of the She tribe?" Zhang Qiling interjected and asked.

"Burn!" Xiao Yang Guo replied simply. He lowered his head and thought for a moment, then suddenly raised his head and asked, "Who is proclaimed emperor now?"

"It's been a thousand years since your time." Jiang Yang replied. In fact, it has been almost fifteen hundred years since the fall of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

When little Yang Guo heard that "there are no years in the mountains, there are thousands of years in the world", he was greatly shocked and hurriedly ran back to the coffin.

Jiang Yang and Zhang Qiling looked at each other and then walked over.

Xiao Yang Guo looked at the well-preserved corpse in the coffin and breathed heavily. After all, it was his own corpse inside. This was too fantasy.

Anyone who sees his body will find it incredible!

Maybe there is no such thing in the world!
  But it happened here!

"So, here you can really change the stars and change the fight!" Xiao Yang Guo sighed after he recovered.

"You are just a consciousness now, materialized by the power of this bronze sacred tree. In fact, you are already dead." Jiang Yang said with certainty.

Zhang Qiling glanced at Jiang Yang and did not refute. In fact, he could also feel that the standing little Yang Guo was not a living body, and the one lying down was also a dead body.

"I am too injured to serve the prince any longer."

"Your Majesty is kind-hearted and wants to use the magic of heaven and earth to prolong my life."

"The general once tried to dissuade him, saying that evil spirits were overflowing here and it might not be a good idea."

"I was too greedy for a living and hid the general's harsh words."

After saying that, Xiao Yang Guo vomited a large mouthful of blood.

Jiang Yang's eyes trembled: [This is too real! The knot in your heart is opened and you are going to die? 】

"Thousands of years! A thousand years of incorruptibility! But after all, we can't escape this disaster!" After saying this, little Yang Guo fell to the ground, closed his eyes and died.

Jiang Yang walked up to him, bit his index finger, forced out a drop of blood, and then tapped it on Xiao Yang Guo's forehead.

The blood shone with yellow light, and the little Yang Guo in his conscious body turned into little bits of light and dissipated in the air.

"Your origin is not simple!" Zhang Qiling was filled with doubts when he saw Jiang Yang's mysterious behavior.

"Is your origin simple?" Jiang Yang asked coldly, and then picked up the Qingzhi Sword.

"Dang!" He flicked the sword with his sword finger, making a clear and sweet sound.

It just replaced the severed tungsten steel knife, otherwise he would have no weapons to fight against the enemy in the future.

After Jiang Yang sheathed the Qingzhi Sword, he put it into the storage space and disappeared in his hand in an instant. Zhang Qiling was shocked again by hiding something like this!
  After a brief cleaning, a piece of cloth was found on the body still in the coffin. There was a map and text on it, and the text was in dumb text.

Jiang Yang couldn't understand, so he thought it was about Xiao Yang Guo's unspoken information, so he casually threw it to Zhang Qiling.

"Help!" He pointed at the coffin lid and said to Zhang Qiling.

After obtaining the Qingzhi Sword, Xiao Yang Guo also died, so his body would inevitably be exposed, so Jiang Yang wanted to restore the coffin.

Zhang Qiling did not delay, so he worked with Jiang Yang to restore the Panlong coffin.

"Hurry up and find Wu Zheng and the others now, otherwise it will be dangerous." Jiang Yang said to Zhang Qiling after breathing slowly.

"Do you know something?" Zhang Qiling asked, staring at Jiang Yang.

"There are two powerful monsters below, a giant black-scaled python and Zhu Jiuyin, both of which are beyond the ability of ordinary warriors to deal with." Jiang Yang did not hide it from him.

After listening to Jiang Yang's words, a rare look of worry appeared on Zhang Qiling's face.

Jiang Yang smiled slightly and left along the way he came up before.

Zhang Qiling followed closely behind without hesitation.

Both of them have extraordinary skills. They are very good at light kung fu. They can float down more than ten meters with one vertical jump.

……

Somewhere in the bronze sacred tree, Wu Zheng and Lao Chi went down to the bottom of the coffin shaft and were shocked when they saw the huge amber corpse cocoon.

"This seems to be amber?" Wu Zheng was not very sure at first.

"It's not amber, it's a cocoon!" Old Itch said very firmly.

"You did everything you could to lure me here just for this corpse cocoon? Why are you looking for this corpse cocoon?" Wu Zheng stopped pretending to be stupid now.

After he woke up from his coma, he felt that Lao Itch was hiding something from him, so he followed him around. Now that the matter was clear, he wanted to talk openly with Lao Itch.

"You...you know?" Lao Itchi became nervous and stuttered.

"I have always regarded you as a brother since I was a child. You are plotting against me for this corpse cocoon. What are you going to do?" Wu Zheng asked angrily.

Lao Itch's original name is Jie Ziyang, and he is a descendant of the Jie family of Lao Jiumen. Wu Zheng and him have grown up together since childhood.

"Wu Zheng, come here... come closer. Do you feel anything? What do you feel?" Lao Chu did not respond to Wu Zheng, but instead pulled him closer to the amber corpse cocoon.

"What does it feel like?" Wu Zheng looked at Lao Itchi in confusion.

"You don't feel it? You... put your hand... on it and feel it." Lao Itch anxiously grabbed Wu Zheng's hand and pressed it on the cocoon: "Look, do you feel it now? Do you feel it? "

"What do you mean?" Wu Zheng became even more confused.

"Whatever you want, or what you wish to get, think about it quickly!" Lao Itch urged.

"I thought about it! There was no reaction." Wu Zheng replied with a frown.

"It can't be wrong, it can't be wrong. What I saw should be true. "He Mu Ji", yes, "He Mu Ji" can't be wrong." Old Itch babbled, looking flustered and hurriedly He opened his backpack, took out a book, opened it, and quickly read through it.

Lao Itch quickly flipped through the book for a while, then smashed it on the ground angrily: "It can't be fake, there must be something wrong with that joint."

Wu Zheng picked up the book on the ground and found that it was "The Collection of He Mu". He quickly asked Lao Chi: "Isn't this the "Collection of He Mu" by Boss Li? When did you take it from my backpack? Can you understand the dumb text above?"

"He Mu Ji" was taken from Boss Wang when they were in the fake coffin tomb chamber and has been kept in Wu Zheng's backpack.

Now that Lao Itch was found taking it out of his own backpack, Wu Zheng naturally wanted to investigate.

"Wu Zheng, can you put some blood on it?" Lao Itch did not answer Wu Zheng's question, but pointed at the cocoon and asked.

"What on earth are you going to do?" Wu Zheng was angry as he was bleeding for no reason.

"Hurry up and bleed, don't force me." Lao Itch suddenly became crazy, even took out the dagger, and pointed it at Wu Zheng fiercely.

"You're crazy!" Wu Zheng took a step back in fear.

"I'm not crazy! The burial treasure of the Bronze Sacred Tree can fulfill your wishes. You can live forever and be resurrected." Lao Itch glared at Wu Zheng angrily, his expression almost crazy.

"Please wake up, this is impossible, there is no such thing in the world." Wu Zheng advised.

"I'm sober, give me blood quickly!" Lao Itch pressed hard.

Wu Zheng looked at Lao Itchi for a long time, and then said angrily: "Okay, I'll help you!"

(End of this chapter)