Chapter 361 Raising the Corpse

The ground completely collapsed, and there were countless cracks that could lead to this cave. In response to the appearance of Suyan, Zhuge Buliang and others did not show much surprise.

"Brother Zhuge, let's meet again." Even if he is in danger, his plain face is still a light posture, and his hands are elegant and plain.

"Ye-huh." Zhuge Ming just nodded faintly and didn't say anything.

"What a narrow enemy's road~~~" Fei'er muttered in a low voice in the back

Su Yan said, "Brother Zhuge, this cave is extraordinary. There may be many unknown dangers. Why don't we join hands? Maybe we can find the clues of Jiuding ahead of others."

Zhuge Fuliang did not say anything about his plain words, nor did he show any surprise. According to the heart of this woman without makeup, it is strange that she doesn't try her best to use it when she sees such an unpredictable person as Zhuge Ming.

Zhuge Ming did not say anything. His eyes were deep, and he could not see any mood swings. He sensed the breath emanating from the Dragon Spirit Vein and walked to one of the fork roads. Zhuge Fuliang followed silently.

He winped at the two women behind him without makeup and followed them.

"Monkey, you will guard against this woman later. If you really find Jiuding, she will definitely take action." Zhuge Buzure secretly sent a voice to the monkey.

The cave was extremely dark, and they couldn't see their fingers. Looking for the breath of the dragon's spiritual vein, they walked through the cave. The more you go in, the more fork in the road. If it hadn't been for the guidance of the dragon's spiritual vein, I'm afraid that Zhuge Fuliang would really be lost here and never find a way out.

Without a fork in the road, Zhuge Buluang will set a divine imprint on the surrounding walls so that he can find the right way out when he comes back.

"There won't be any evil spirits in this cave, right?" A woman following her without makeup whispered that although they are all immortals, out of women's nature, they still have some fear of this kind of dead evil thing.

No makeup made a silent gesture and quietly followed Zhuge Ming and Zhuge Fuliang.

"Ah, what is that!" Suddenly, the woman behind Suyan screamed.

In a dark corner, a black one curled up, trembling, constantly twitching, holding his head in his hands, as if to mutter to himself, "Bless the gods and Buddhas, I don't want to die in such a place. The second uncle of the ancestor, please point out an open way. Parents and children don't want to die in this damn place. You have a spiritual and appropriate words. When the child goes out, I will burn more paper money for you. Blessed by the fairy Buddha, blessed by the goddess, blessed by the second uncle, blessed by my parents..."

Zhuge didn't smile. What kind of evil thing is this? It's obviously a person. Perhaps one of the eyesless practitioners above fell into the crack and fell into the cave.

"Hey, the person in front of you, don't pretend to be a ghost." Fei Erjiao shouted, picked up a stone and threw it away.

"Ouch, who lost me? Oh? The second uncle has appeared~~" The man stood up excitedly. At this time, he noticed the existence of several people. Just now, he kept praying and didn't notice anyone coming at all.

"Bah, you hooligan, who is your second uncle!" Fei'er scolded angrily.

"Hey? Do you know me? How do you know that my name is Liu Mang? The man said strangely in ancient times, "So you are also practitioners. I thought my second uncle appeared~~~"

Zhuge Buteng's pupils contracted slightly. The name "Liu Mang" seemed to be very familiar. He suddenly realized that in the secret place of Tianchi, the rogue style could be comparable to Hua Yaoren, as if it was called Liu Mang. Now it seems that the two are undoubtedly the same person.

"Im not to him, let's go." Zhuge Burus can be said to have no good impression of this person. If he hadn't shouted in the secret place two years ago, he wouldn't have caused himself so much trouble.

"Six, several, I'm a disciple of the King's Hall. Please take me on a journey." Liu Mang followed behind him loudly.

"Get out of here, hooligan!"

"Yes, yes, I'm I~~~ Hey hey hey~~~" Liu Mang nodded and bowed, with an obscene smile.

"Get out!" Zhuge Bulliang shouted directly and couldn't wait to go up and beat him up.

"Do I say brother? We have no hatred in the distant future. Do you and I have the hatred of killing the father or the hatred of taking the wife? Liu Mang said with an innocent face.

"Please continue to ask your second uncle to show your spirit and don't follow us." Zhuge said, turned around and left.

"Oh, you are my second uncle. As long as you can take me out, I will call you a dear uncle, uncle ~~~~" Liu Man showed his rogue nature and stopped in front of Zhuge Fuliang.

"M's!" Zhuge Bliang was extremely depressed and wanted to cry without tears. Such a scoundrel is simply angry to death.

"Miso!"

A touch of cold light flashed, and the wooden sword behind Zhuge Ming came out of its sheath, stirring up the golden sword light, pointed straight to Liu Mang's throat and said, "Go, or your life will be in good!"

Liu Mang swallowed his saliva with difficulty and touched Zhuge Ming's cold eyes. Liu Mang had a chill in his heart. He nodded quickly and said, "It's easy to discuss, it's good to discuss. I won't follow you. You are busy with you. See you when you have time. Don't send..."

Zhuge Ming snorted coldly, took back the wooden sword and walked towards the cave. They came to find Jiuding this time, but they didn't want to have too many insignificant things to follow. However, Liu Mang was also very flattered. He felt that the atmosphere was not right and immediately changed his words.

Several people continued to walk towards the cave, and faintly could hear the self-talk behind: "Bless the second uncle, bless the second uncle..."

After walking for about a few hours, the road ahead suddenly became open, and there were not so many fork roads. In the end, there was only one passage left. Zhuge Fuliang stood in place. He felt that the breath of the dragon vein here was stronger, as if it was right in front of him.

Through this long passage, the eyes suddenly opened up. There was the sound of gurgling water. The more you walked in, the louder and louder the sound of the water. In the end, it turned out to be the sound of a "rumbling" tsunami.

Zhuge Buliang looked at the scene in front of them with some surprise. This is a big lake. Although it is called "lake", they can still see the end at a glance. The rumble of water sounded, and a black waterfall hung at the end of the lake.

The reason why it is said to be a black waterfall is that the water flowing down from the waterfall is black, but in the lake, it is extremely clear, and there is a faint halo overflowing.

"What a magical place." Zhuge Buzuo couldn't help admiring.

"There is something on the lake!" Phil pointed to the distance and shouted.

On the surface of the lake, a black object is quietly suspended, drifting with the waves, drifting in the lake, which is indescribably strange.

"It's a coffin." Zhuge Ming's pupils tightened, looked at the black object on the lake and said.

"Coffin!" Several people were shocked, especially the two women behind plain faces couldn't help but change their faces. When it comes to coffins, there have to be some evil things.

"My eldest brother and I went to have a look. Phil and the monkey are waiting on the shore." Zhuge Fuliang said as he winked at Phil and the monkey. The two understood the meaning of Zhuge Fuliang, knew that he was deliberately guarding against the plain face, and immediately nodded.

Zhuge Buliang and Zhuge Ming flew to the top of the lake. They first poked out a trace of consciousness and approached the black coffin. Seeing that nothing unusual had happened, they approached carefully.

This coffin is much larger than the distant view, which is five or six meters long and two or three meters wide.

When they came to the coffin, they immediately felt a strong aura emanating from the coffin. Zhuge Fuliang was overjoyed. This breath was definitely the breath of the dragon spirit vein. It was just that he was puzzled by how the dragon spirit vein appeared in this coffin.

"There is no prohibition on the coffin. Let's push it away." Zhuge Buriang proposed.

" Be careful." Zhuge Ming nodded.

The two of them started and began to push the lid of the coffin. With the cultivation of two people, even a big mountain can be easily smashed. But the coffin lid seemed to be as heavy as it was. The two pushed together, but they felt extremely heavy. It's like two children who don't have the power to tie chickens to push the stone mill.

The blue veins on their foreheads burst out. Finally, there was a soft sound from the coffin lid, which had opened a gap. The dazzling golden light shot out of the coffin, and the exuberant aura fluctuated more intensely.

"Cock!"

The coffin lid was pushed open, and the golden light lit up the space. The strong aura came to the face, and the whole space was filled with an intoxicating fragrance.

On the shore, the plain face couldn't help showing joy, and the pretty face fluctuated slightly. But she still didn't act rashly. At this time, she was like a prisoner, stared at by monkeys and Phil. The plain face can feel that these two people are not easy to mess with, and their cultivation is comparable to Zhuge Ming.

The coffin in the lake was completely opened, the golden light was dazzling, and there was a roar of dragons and tigers in the black coffin. A golden dragon shadow lingered around the coffin, shaking its head and tail, winding and roaring.

"It's really a dragon spirit vein!" Zhuge Mingdao. But when he saw what was in the coffin, he couldn't help taking a cold breath.

In the coffin, there is a corpse lying quietly, which is several times larger than ordinary people and more than four meters tall, like a wild giant. Although I don't know how many years he has died, his skin has been shining and there is no sign of decay. If I hadn't felt the fluctuation of life, I really thought it was a living person lying in the coffin.

"Warm your body with the dragon spirit vein." Zhuge Fuliang lost his voice and saw a golden dragon wrapped around the body. This golden dragon, undoubtedly the dragon spirit vein, seems to have been forcibly compressed and sealed in the coffin.

"Like the ten thousand-foot magic body in the ancient well of Fengmang Mountain, warm the body with the dragon spirit vein, which can not only keep the body from rotting, but even... It is even possible to regenerate wisdom and be reborn. Zhuge Buliang thought to himself that the scene in front of him was the same as that in the ancient well of Fengmang Mountain.

"Look!" Zhuge Ming suddenly pointed to the palm of the ancient corpse in the view.

The palms and feet of this ancient corpse are the size of a grinding disc, and in the palm of his hand, he is holding a simple square tripod. Although there is no brilliance overflowing, it is full of atmosphere, with a vicissitudes of life.

"Jiu Ding!"