Invincibility starts from ruling the heaven

Chapter 77 Sealing the Sword in a Coffin
"I saw you, just now at the foot of the mountain."

Dongfang Ying looked sideways, and after two breaths of silence, she spoke like this.

"Is this the coffin of a saint?"

Mo Xinchen walked forward slowly, not afraid of the other party's sudden attack, he could escape into the heaven with a single thought.

"It was there when I came, but I don't know if a saint is buried in it." Dongfang Ying said in a low voice.

At this moment, his mind is in a sober state, and he looks no different from a normal person.

However, his hair looks a little messy, presumably caused by frequent dementia.

"Then why don't you open the ancient coffin and have a look?" Mo Xinchen frowned.

Dongfang Ying shook her head, "I tried, but I couldn't push the coffin lid."

Mo Xinchen was silent, wondering what he was thinking about. After a while, he spoke again, "When I met you for the first time at the foot of the mountain, you seemed to be prepared?"

"This sword brought me here." Dongfang Jue raised the long sword in his hand.

This is a sword without a scabbard, and the edge of the sword exudes a lingering aura, touching people's hearts. It is not difficult to see that this is definitely a hard-to-find sword, at least it has reached the level of a holy soldier.

"Everyone says that you are controlled by the sword, and this is the sword?" Mo Xinchen narrowed his eyes.

What is the origin of this sword?
Even a genius like Jian Chi was controlled by it.

Moreover, why did it bring Dongfang Ying here?

"Over the years, countless people have died by my sword, including the dozen or so elders of Zixiao. I often blame myself in my heart. If I hadn't insisted on choosing this sword back then, such a thing would not have happened."

In the words, Dongfang Ying sat down directly on the spot, put the sword between his knees, looked at the holy coffin in front of him, and said again, "I have tried before, sinking this sword at the bottom of the lake, or suppressing Dayue. But it is futile after all, this sword is with me, no matter where I throw it, every time I fall asleep and wake up, it will appear beside me again."

Mo Xinchen was silent for a while, and said, "This is a magic sword, and you are a sword puppet. If you don't die, you will never escape the fate of being controlled by it for the rest of your life."

"Yes."

Dongfang Ying nodded, her face was very calm, her deep eyes looked at the holy coffin in front of her without moving, and she continued, "So, I have the idea of ​​killing myself, and I want to end all this, and this kind of idea, the devil The sword can also feel it, it doesn't want me to die, because not everyone is suitable to be its sword puppet, at least except for me, there is no second person in the Eastern Wasteland."

"So why did it lead you to the Huaiqi Mountain Range?" Mo Xinchen was puzzled.

"It can't be divided into two, only fusion, this is the best choice for me and this sword now."

"This sword is extremely demonic. If it weren't for my strong willpower, I would have been completely controlled by it long ago and turned into an inhuman sword puppet. Therefore, for it, I am not qualified as a sword puppet, because I am not completely Under its control, but at the same time, I am uniquely suited to be a sword puppet."

"During the day, my will dominates and I can't control it, but at night, its demonic nature will increase greatly, and even my will can't be suppressed. At that time, I will lose my mind, To be a complete lunatic is to be a qualified sword puppet."

"This sword was not so powerful in its original demon nature, but it was separated from its sheath thousands of years ago, and it became a sword without a sheath. I was brought here... to find the sheath."

Mo Xinchen was surprised when he heard the words, "You mean, the sheath of this sword is on the holy tomb? It was buried with this saint back then?"

Dongfang Ying was silent, and shook her head after a while, "No, the sheath of this sword is no longer in this world, or in other words, it is not in Donghuang, nor in any wilderness of Canglan, but has escaped into the void and went to to the other end of the other side of the starry sky."

"Then why do you come here to find the sheath?" Mo Xinchen frowned.

Dongfang remained silent, staring at the ancient holy coffin in front of him. After a while, he said, "This is the sheath."

"You want to use the coffin as a sheath to seal the sword?" Mo Xinchen was surprised.

"Yes."

Dongfang Ying nodded, and said again, "Unfortunately, even I can't open this extraordinary coffin, let alone use the coffin as a sheath."

"You'd better leave, it's getting dark soon, I don't want my hands to be stained with anyone's blood." Dongfang Ying's faint voice came into his ears.

Mo Xinchen frowned, glanced at the sky, and after a long silence, he came to the front of the holy coffin, raised his hand and knocked a few times.

After a while, Mo Xinchen came to the conclusion that this is indeed not an ordinary ancient coffin. It is so hard that it is made of divine iron. Most of the materials used to make this coffin are similar to those used to make holy vessels. same.

In other words, the ancient coffin in front of him could actually be called a holy artifact.

"boom!"

Mo Xinchen lifted it tentatively, the ground shook at this moment, and the ancient coffin was slightly moved by him.

"So heavy?" He couldn't help frowning.

"Can you lift it?" Not far away, Dongfang Ying was surprised.

Mo Xinchen glanced at him, then nodded, and said, "It's a little heavy, but if I use all my strength, I should still be able to lift it."

Dongfang Ying couldn't help but his eyes lit up when he heard the words, he stood up, looked at Mo Xinchen, and said after a while, "Unless you have a strong physique, you can't do this at all, but looking at the entire Donghuang, except Outside of the Celestial Saint Body and the Immortal Body..."

When he said this, he suddenly narrowed his eyes, "Could it be that you are the exiled immortal Mo Xinchen that has been rumored recently?"

"You've heard of me?" Mo Xinchen was startled.

Dongfang Ying nodded, "I'm only demented at night, but I'm still awake during the day, so I've heard of it."

After saying that, he stepped forward and continued to speak, "Can you open the holy coffin?"

Mo Xinchen frowned slightly, "Even if I opened it, the weight of this coffin is very heavy. If you want to seal the sword with it, it may be impossible."

Hearing these words, Dongfang Ying couldn't help frowning.

Yes, even if Mo Xinchen opened the holy coffin, so what?

I didn't come here for the things inside, but for the body of the holy coffin.

"Perhaps... I have a way to help you." Mo Xinchen said suddenly.

Dongfang Ying was puzzled, walked towards him, and asked, "What way?"

"If you can have a body as powerful as the Celestial Saint Body and the Immortal Body, then it is not impossible to seal the sword with this coffin and carry it with you." Mo Xinchen said with a smile.

"What do you mean?" Dongfang Ying frowned, puzzled.

(End of this chapter)