Chapter 235 Bronze Coffin
In this vast and incomparably empty hall, there are sandalwood trees running across the top of the cloud, and jade carvings are all around, shining brightly. In the center of the hall, there are four giant pillars, above which are carved ancient golden dragons, which are lifelike and full of aura.
But what shocked the bald-haired bird was the huge bronze coffin placed in the main hall. It was as long as two people and half the height of a human. The body of the coffin was engraved with countless runes. Guarding, the entire bronze coffin exudes a faint quaint atmosphere, and there is a faint green light flowing above it, which is very strange.
The first few Golden Core powerhouses who entered the hall and a dozen or so Foundation Establishment disciples were also standing in front of the bronze coffin, staring at the coffin thoughtfully.
Only the old woman in black was the first to sense the arrival of Chen Fan and the others. When she heard the exclamation of the bald bird, the old woman's complexion changed suddenly, and she looked at the bald bird in surprise and asked: "Do you know this coffin?" ?”
Chen Fan and Lao Huangya were also slightly startled, and looked at the bald bird at the same time, and then everyone else looked sideways, and for a moment, the bald bird became the focus of attention of the audience.
The faces of the white-haired old man and Mu Yunshui of Chengxianzong changed slightly. Before they came in, they could clearly see the battle between the Jindan monk and the old Huangya, but now that the old Huangya and the middle-aged man came in, it was Jindan. Monk Dan and his disciples disappeared, which surprised them both.
"The middle-aged man next to Daoist Bai Jing is a little weird, he seems too powerful, and..." Mu Yunshui sent a voice transmission to the white-haired old man.
"And what?" The white-haired old man frowned slightly, and he also felt that the middle-aged man gave him a very weird feeling.
"Moreover, there is a hostile aura that doesn't match his age. At his age, he shouldn't have this kind of aura. It's too strong." Mu Yunshui said with a serious face. This kind of aura didn't come out on purpose, but rather It's a natural feeling, she has only seen this kind of breath on two people before, one is Xiao Munan, the king of young geniuses, and the other is Chen Fan who has been dead for three years!
At this moment, the bald-haired bird had also come to his senses, and instantly restrained the astonishment on his face, and immediately took a step in a very domineering manner, waved his flowery underpants, raised the fiery red feathers on his head, and said in an old-fashioned way: "Old man, come on!" You know astronomy but you know geography, how can you not know this thing, do you all want to know?"
"Think!" Only Lao Huangya shouted innocently and loudly in the audience, and some people saw him raise his hands high.
"The old man will tell you that this thing is called a bronze coffin. It is made of bronze and weighs several thousand catties. If you don't believe me, go and weigh it." The bald bird vowed.
"What else?" Old Yellow Fang asked.
"It's gone." The bald bird was very straightforward, and immediately winked at Lao Huangya and Chen Fan, and said via voice transmission: "Go!"
"Oh, it's gone, let's go, old man, I'm jealous of coffins!" Lao Huangya put on a show, turned around and left.
Chen Fan also kept hesitating and retreating. Naturally, it is better not to touch things that even bald birds are afraid of.
But obviously other monks have seen the clues, the old woman in black flew directly towards the bald bird, and said in a deep voice: "Don't leave until you make it clear."
At the same time, two Western Jindan powerhouses also activated their bodies at the same time and came towards the bald bird, wanting to know everything about the bronze coffin. They all believed that the expression of the bald bird when it first came in was genuinely surprised , can not be fake.
"Damn, do you want to bully the few with more? The old man advises you not to mess around, or we will all die together." The bald bird grabbed Chen Fan's shoulder and withdrew from the hall together with Huang Ya.
"Fellow Daoist Bai Jing, why hide it so much, why don't you let this bird and beast speak out, so that everyone can take care of you." The old woman in black fell in front of several people and said in a deep voice.
"Who is your fellow Taoist, don't call him so close, you dead old woman." Old Huangya yelled out of style.
The old woman's complexion suddenly darkened, and anger welled up spontaneously.
"Stinky old man, why do you speak so badly at each other? If you don't cooperate, we will catch the bird ourselves." The lovely woman puffed her mouth and said angrily at the old yellow tooth.
"Ugly bird, she's talking to you." Old Huangya directly pretended to be crazy, and dragged the bald bird into the water.
But the bald-haired bird is also full of anger, and when it's the little girl's turn to open her mouth, she will catch it.
"Little girl, don't interrupt your lord's words. The old man reads your childish words and doesn't care about you. Hurry up and get behind your lord, or a sneeze will blow you into that bronze coffin." Milky, what he said didn't feel threatening at all.
"Hmph, you're bragging, I'm not afraid!" Sure enough, the lovely woman immediately made a face at the bald bird, and the bald bird breathed out in anger.
The scene was also at a stalemate for a while, the bald bird refused to let go, and never talked about anything related to the bronze coffin, and the old yellow tooth kept fanning the flames.
Chen Fan frowned slightly. In this kind of place, they have no chance of winning against the four strong Jindan stage.
After pondering for a while, he asked the bald-haired bird via voice transmission: "What's so weird about this coffin?"
"It's not weird, it's a great fortune. The old man is trying to fool them. Otherwise, there will be too many people and few meats. Once the museum opens, it will be difficult for us to get it." The bald bird replied calmly through voice transmission.
And Lao Huangya obviously doesn't know this, but his temper is extremely weird, sometimes he can't see through his fairy demeanor, and sometimes he is crazy. Cooperate and scold that lovely woman.
As time passed, the old woman in black and the others also felt that they could not delay any longer. They had planned for a long time to delay other monks in another sea area and give themselves and others an advantage of more than two hours. Halfway through, they got nothing.
"No time, ignore them, we will open the coffin!" At this moment, the blond man frowned and said anxiously.
"I have no objection." The hot blonde woman next to him also nodded.
The old woman in black showed hesitation on her face. After staring at the bald bird and the old yellow tooth for a while, she also stepped back and stopped pressing.
Only a few members of Chengxianzong kept away from the bronze coffin and stood quietly in the corner, feeling like they wanted to be a fisherman.
The bald bird communicated with Chen Fan and Lao Huangya. After a few breaths, the two of them exchanged glances with the bald bird, nodded slightly, and then quickly swept out of the hall and left for the passage without any hesitation, and retreated resolutely.
After a few breaths, the bald bird's tiny and gloating voice suddenly came:
"Hey, let them open the coffin to find death, it's better for us to evacuate first! There is also a secret room behind, which is said to contain a spiritual treasure!"
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And the bald-haired bird also played so well that its voice was only heard by the four Jindan stage present, and the other monks in the late stage of foundation establishment were not aware of it, and even Mu Yunshui could not hear its voice.
"Lingbao!"
And suddenly, the four Jindan stage powerhouses also reacted, and their faces changed drastically at the same time. In this earth's world of cultivating immortals, magical artifacts are already extremely powerful, and there are very few top-grade magical artifacts, let alone spiritual treasures. Woolen cloth? It is said that there will be only one Lingbao in hundreds of years, and it is as powerful as Shushan, and there is only one!
(end of this chapter)