Chapter 54 Flying in Purple

The feeling of pain is the same as before, and it comes and goes quickly, but after a while, the feeling that people only want to die and don't want to live has reced. Han Yuan, as if he had just washed it out in the water, finally got up from the ground and looked down to see his body back to its original appearance. I breathed a sigh of relief.

"That 'Dijiang' really doesn't seem to be a good person. It's true that it's worth borrowing, but it's obviously killing me! If it weren't for me, I'd be afraid it would hurt to death at this time, right? How can I have a chance to stand here again?" Han Yuan slapped himself well. When he was sure that the "parts" were still there, he couldn't help slandering "Dijiang".

Looking up at the body, it is still the color that is too dark to penetrate any light. I don't know what is hidden in the dark, and I can't see An Yuhan in the distance. Only the golden light at the high top is like a guiding light.

Han Yuan grabbed a straw and filled it into his mouth as soon as he turned over. He bit it gently to feel relieved. "It's okay to go down now, but now that it's all here, there is really no need to work hard. If there is really any danger above, it must be more powerful than the strange snake. What's the use of the number of people?"

After thinking about it, Han Yuan had figured out a lot. He was still a little hesitant, so he didn't hesitate any more. He just picked up the steps and walked up slowly. Although his footsteps were not happy under the black gas around him, he was also getting farther and farther away, but in a while, he felt that he felt much closer to the golden light.

Han Yuan wants to say that his knowledge may not be as powerful as those, but since he really set foot on the world of cultivation, his experience in this year is indeed not small. It can't be said that he has never seen a big scene. Compared with the disciples of other factions, he is really much stronger, but this time he always has a feeling of fear.

"Strange, I don't feel any danger in that golden light, but there is a sense of reassuring, but why... I always feel like something bad is about to happen?" Han Yuan frowned and was a little confused, but he didn't really regard it as his own illusion. He felt that this kind of thing was really a very important thing for practitioners, sometimes more accurate than some well-founded ones.

It didn't take a long road, and it didn't take long to reach the top. Han Yuan stepped on it and looked at it at a glance, because the space in front of him was not large.

The top of the high platform is just an ordinary platform, just like a spire was cut off immediately after the high platform was built. It is only about two or three feet long and wide, and a sarcophagus is steadily placed in the middle. It is made of stone like building this high platform. It looks very ordinary, but it is suspended from it. The light is covered, and it becomes a little different.

Han Yuan looked at it for a moment and saw that there was nothing to see except the sarcophagus. He didn't hesitate any more. He just put his footsteps lighter and approached the sarcophagus. Han Yuan didn't know why he did this, but he had a very mysterious feeling. That feeling told him that he must do this to not be disturbed. Han Yuan didn't know what he was going to disturb.

In a few steps, Han Yuan had stood next to the sarcophagus, but the normal-sized sarcophagus just reached Han Yuan's waist, and there was no lid on it. So he leaned over to see the situation inside the sarcophagus.

As it looks from the outside, the inside of the sarcophagus is also unusual, with only a golden flannelette at the bottom of the coffin, and a human-like body is lying there quietly.

"I was shocked and thought this guy was alive." At first sight, Han Yuan almost thought that there was a living person lying here, but it was not until he calmed down that he had no breath at all. He had been dead for a long time.

Looking up at the golden light above his head, Han Yuan carefully leaned forward and didn't stop until he was close to the golden light and looked at the man lying down.

As Han Yuan saw, this man still seemed to be alive no matter how he looked at it, but he didn't feel any breath on him. He only let the golden light hanging over his head shine on him clearly.

It's very difficult to guess this person's age. At first glance, he seems to be middle-aged. If you look closely, he seems to be quite old. After watching it for a long time, it makes people feel that he is not very old. It is difficult to distinguish his age, and his appearance is even more difficult to describe. Han Yuan can only say that this man should be good-looking.

A white Taoist robe has already changed its color by the golden light. Han Yuan can see that his eyesight is better than ordinary people. The man lying in the coffin is not like the current big faction. He likes to draw some patterns on the Taoist robe. There are no signs or marks on the Taoist robe he wears, and there is no half a long thing on his body. He can only put it on his hands in front of his chest and a small silver ring on his right tail finger.

"It seems to be a storage ring..."

Han Yuan saw that although the style of the thing was a little different and covered by golden light, he could not feel whether there was any strange force on the ring. Only with his current knowledge did he come up with such a reasonable guess.

He walked around the sarcophagus lightly, but the expression on Han Yuan's face did not change much, and he still looked a little gloomy, because he really couldn't find a place to do it, but he suddenly put his hand into the golden light, and he was extremely worried. After a while, Han Yuan thought of something, and his mind moved slightly. As soon as he turned it over, he had another picture in his hand.

As soon as he took out a picture, Han Yuan knew that he was right this time.

"Is it actually a demon text?" Looking up at the road mixed with the chrysalis line on the picture, it was twisted and pulled out. Seeing them transform into tiny creatures one by one, and all rushed up to the golden light, Han Yuan suddenly fell in his heart.

Han Yuan knows that, like the earliest magic text, the earliest demon text is only in the ancient level, and it must not be worse than the magic text. Therefore, if he doesn't know it, it is not very strange, especially compared with the magic text, there are more kinds of demon texts, because each type of demon text is a little different in language. Ordinary people with small differences may easily misunderstand, and demons with large differences may not be able to recognize them.

Han Yuan recognized these as demon texts, and he could vaguely see that they should belong to some kind of bird demon language.

Seeing them cast into the golden light, there was no change at all. Han Yuan was not in a hurry. He knew that since there was such behavior, there must be a corresponding result. A temporary change does not mean that life remains unchanged.

The facts are exactly as Han Yuan thought, "Sure enough, there will still be some changes, right? Birds... No wonder the six-finger demon king attaches so much importance to it. It seems that this place should be closely related to her cultivation. Presumably, the difference in demonic spirit in her body is also related to here. If you really have a chance to get something here, should you give it to her..."

Han Yuan always remembered his hatred with the six-finger demon king, but Han Yuan was a little hesitant when he thought that she lent her demon spirit to herself before and joined hands to fight against the enemy.

"She should know very well that after losing her demonic spirit, her life and death are all in my hands. That's how she still chose, because there was no other choice at that time, or did she really believe me?" Han Yuan's eyes flashed. Although his eyes were looking at the golden light, his thoughts had already drifted away. Even if the golden light had changed, he could not notice it at the first time.

"Hmm?"

Han Yuan was Han Yuan. Although his reaction was a little slow for a moment, he also reacted very quickly, and immediately chose the most correct response method and wanted to retreat far away. However, he found that although he thought well, he could no longer do anything. His extremely flexible body was silently "nailed" here, and he didn't even feel a trace of external force imposed on him.

In such a short time, the golden light is already extremely bright, and there are many things that have not been seen before, much like the demon text thrown in before, but the number is more, like fish and birds, swimming freely in the golden light.

Huh? Is it a human race? Strangely, according to my calculation, the next predestined person should be a demon? Is it... Er, there is the smell of one of my clans on my body!"

Without waiting for Han Yuan to react to what the voice said, he saw a mass of purple flying out of his body. Seeing it slowly spread out, Han Yuan recognized what it was.

Once upon a time, Han Yuan actually felt that he was a very conscienceless man. The reason why he said so was not modesty. The domineering woman who once hugged herself in the sky on the "falling feather star" should not have been forgotten, not only because of her first kiss... but also because of the extremely rare true feelings.

No matter what the reason is, he doesn't want to think of that beautiful woman who doesn't look like a woman on earth. I only let myself completely focus on An Yuhan, want to marry her as a wife, and must grow old with her, but I forget that I once had such thoughts about another woman.

"Really, how did you see this thing at this time? Is it possible that she is still a demon... No way? No matter how powerful she is, I won't feel any evil in her, will I? It's strange. It's really strange."

Not to mention Han Yuan's entangled things, he just said that the purple clothes put into the golden light had been completely spread out, and the strange bird pattern on the front of the clothes became brighter, as if they were about to come back to life. The strange symbol on the back lit up at the same time. It was not until then that Han Yuan found that this symbol was extremely similar to those previous demon texts. Similarly, the word "Peng" came to his mind. Although he still could not recognize this demon text, he could know that this demon text should represent this meaning.

The voice in the golden light only said that, and he never opened his mouth again. Han Yuan could only see the purple robe turning and floating in it. Looking at its light appearance, it seemed to fall and fly, but in the golden light, he could only rise and fall. After looking at it for a while, Han Yuan realized that the purple robe It's actually changing and becoming... more powerful than before!