Chapter 164 Under the Holy Spring of Yunlu

The second update.

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Chu Tian couldn't help but feel funny when he saw the unhappy appearance of the boss of Dong Tianji. He asked, "Lao Dong, who is the Wu Yu Demon Concubine? Why do you blame the cold?"

"Wu Yu Demon Concubine is one of the 'Three Golden Curtain Concubines' of the Reincarnation Demon King. She is proficient in military wisdom like the sea, and is his most effective assistant when he fought in heaven. It's a pity that Tian was jealous of the beauty and finally fell into the battlefield of the Northern Underworld.

Dong Tianji said, "I guess the reincarnation demon king must be the departure of the witch and the demon concubine. He specially cast a black crystal coffin for her to store her body in the base of the Yunlu stone tablet. The golden-red light is mostly the light and breath emitted by the 'detasis magic gun' used by Wu Yu's demon concubine in her lifetime.

Hearing what he said, Chu Tian couldn't help asking, "In this case, why does the heavens leave the prison magic sword to stay in the world? Aren't you afraid of endless troubles in the future?"

Dong Tianji said, "The reincarnation demon king is not your stupid boy. His magic power is connected to the sky, and there must be a way to make the prison demon sword hide the perception and search of the heavenly world. In fact, if it weren't for our coincidence, how could we know that there is a big secret hidden in the ancient forest of the prison?

He paused and continued, "More importantly, because the Beiming Sea was penetrated by the reincarnation demon king, the vitality of the heavenly world was leaked out a lot, and it was polluted by the secular spirit of the divine land. Therefore, after the end of the Youtian War, the heavenly world hurriedly closed the Northern Underworld Passage, leaving only a number of immortals to continue to hunt down the remnants of the Youjie in Shenlu, looking for lost things such as the prison magic sword. These immortals are generally the founders of our five schools of righteousness, but they can't stand the erosion of vulgarity, so that the immortal body declines and falls into the world.

Only then did Chu Tian know the origin of the five major schools of the right path. Qinger said, "According to what you said, it seems that the three mansions of Zhengyi Religion and Momen were created by the descendants of the Youjie?"

Dong Tianji nod his head and said, "It's almost like that, but the establishment of the three sects is much more complicated than the five schools of Zhengdao. Three thousand years ago, the ghost world was defeated, and the demons died or surrendered and had nowhere to hide. Only a few of them could escape the pursuit of the heavenly world, but they could only go into exile. But they can't resist the corrosion of the secular atmosphere, and it is very unlikely that they can live to this day.

Chu Tian woke up and said, "So, the reincarnation demon king deliberately left the prison demon sword in the world. According to this inference, I'm afraid that the predecessor of Zhengyijiao is the magic sword protection specially arranged by the reincarnation demon king.

Qing'er frowned slightly and said, "It's strange, why has my grandfather never mentioned these things to me?"

Dong Tianji said, "Such a shocking top secret, how could Lin Yingxu casually tell you this yellow-haired girl? Moreover, the magic religion has been passed down for thousands of years, and it has declined several times and has been popularized several times. The secret about the prison magic sword may not be completely passed down.

Qing'er didn't seem to hear it. She stared at the crystal coffin and said, "Brother, I'm curious about what kind of woman the Wuyu demon concubine can accompany the demon king to fight in heaven. Why don't we see what she looks like?"

Chu Tian shook his head and said, "If this magic coffin is cast by the reincarnation demon king himself, I'm afraid no one in the world can open it."

Qinger knew that Chu Tian was telling the truth. After a moment of meditation, she suddenly asked Dong Tianji, "Dong Laozu, just now you said that the cold material almost fooled us. Why?"

Dong Tianji shrugged his shoulders and said disapprovingly, "Isn't this obvious? The cold old demon must have known that the remains of the witch demon concubine were hidden under the holy spring in Yunlu, but he deliberately asked us to find them by ourselves. If you hadn't jumped into the water before, and we would have left now, how could we find the secret of the bottom of the water?

Qinger shook her head and said, "No, that's definitely not what you said just now."

Dong Tianji looked at Qing'er and asked, "What do you think of my old man's words?"

Qing'er said thoughtfully, "You must know how to open the black crystal coffin, that's why you scold the cold material. Because you think you are a descendant of immortals, you don't want the remains of the witch and demon concubine to see the sun again, let alone the fixed magic gun that was martyred in the coffin to be born again!"

Dong Tianji stared at Qinger for a long time, and finally sighed, "Xiao Chu, where did you pick up such a smart and difficult little sister? Yes, I really know how to open this crystal coffin. But I advise you'd better not to think about it, otherwise God knows what will happen in the future!"

In fact, Chu Tian had already guessed that Dong Tianji was mostly known, but deliberately concealed it. But he was different from Qinger's mind. He felt that the crystal coffin could not be opened, and it didn't matter whether he saw it or not, so he did not ask the cave sky.

Now listening to Dong Tianji say this, he instantly understood his thoughts and said, "You think what you have done is a conspiracy, so you don't want to continue according to his wishes?"

Dong Tianji nodded and said, "Don't you think that what happened after getting the Cangyun Yuanchen sword is all in the calculation of Han Laomo? If I were you, I would never open this coffin because of curiosity, let alone go to the Northern Underworld!"

Qinger said unhappily, "If you want to stop the cold food, why don't you just kill us? Anyway, Yunlu Shengquan has arrived, and we don't have much value to use."

Dong Tianji said angrily, "My old man has always been frank and frank. Is it the chicken belly you mentioned, the person who crossed the river and dismantled the bridge? If the old devil hadn't taken a fancy to this point, he would not have left a wisp of my old man's yuan god. I accompanied Xiao Chu all the way to this day. He knows best what kind of person I am. Yes, I don't want the Youtian War 3,000 years ago to be repeated, but I also believe that Xiao Chu will never become a desperate demon! If one day he wakes up the sleeping 80,000 underworld war demons and washes the world with blood, my old man will dig out a pair of eyes first!"

Chu Tian's heart warmed and said slowly, "Old cave, if there is a day, I will dig out my eyes first to thank my confidant!"

Qing'er looked at Chu Tian uneasily, with an ominous foreboding in her heart.

The cave machine was also stunned. He got along with Chu Tian day and night, and knew the teenager's temperament very well.

He knew that Chu Tian never promised anything to others easily, but once he vowed, he would never regret it.

The underwater world inadvertently fell into silence. In the end, Dong Tianji shook his head tastelessly and waved his hand and said, "That's all, it's a blessing or a curse. It's a disaster that can't be avoided. Since you said that about Xiao Chu, why do I still worry so much? Isn't it just a crystal coffin? I'll teach you how to open it!"

Qing'er smiled and said, "This is like you, the person who can fight to the end with the cold and blood, should be a hero who dares to be. Just now, I saw you staring at the scriptures engraved on the second floor of the base for a long time. Is the method of opening the crystal coffin written on it?

Dong Tianji nod his head and said, "Yes, those scriptures are written by the reincarnation demon king, which is generally what we just said. Girl, don't you just want to see the appearance of the witch demon concubine? Just insert Xiao Chu's Cangyun Yuanchen sword into the hole at the bottom of the base, and the magic coffin will open.

Chu Tian stared at it and found that there was indeed a small hole at the bottom of the base. If it hadn't been for the guidance of the cave machine, no one would have thought of another mystery hidden in it.

He smiled and said, "That's good. Cangyun Yuanchen's sword has become a key. First, he opened the prison Gulin, and now he has to open the crystal coffin."

As he spoke, he inserted the Cangyun Yuanchen sword into the hole at the bottom of the base.

With a "ding", the sword body went straight in and disappeared, leaving only the hilt outside the base.

Before Chu Tian took his hand away, the Cangyun Yuanchen Sword suddenly glowed with a silver-white divine light, which instantly spread to the surface of the crystal coffin.

The crystal coffin "buzzed" and trembled, as if awakening from a thousand years of sleep, and the golden red light contained in it was violently turbulent, as if it was about to break through the cocoon.

The three people stared at the crystal coffin and suddenly heard the muffled sound of "boom", as if a warcraft roared angrily, shaking the bottom of the water.

The golden red light in the crystal coffin suddenly condensed into a bunch, and unexpectedly penetrated the wall of the coffin and flew out, hovering above the Cangyun Yuanchen Sword.

The light was slightly dark, and a giant magic gun with a length of three feet and seven minutes appeared in front of Chu Tian, Qing'er and Dong Tianji.

It shines golden red light all over its body, and I don't know what kind of texture it is forged with, releasing a frightening blazing evil spirit. A little closer, there is a burning feeling of burning body.

Its gun blade is six-edged, and each edge is as sharp as a knife, reflecting wisps of red blood. The black gun is about three feet long, like the long hair of the demon god fluttering in the water, and each wave emits boundless magic.

The gun body is covered with ancient secluded inscriptions, and the alternate flashing rotation is actually a personal name. Needless to say, these are the names of the dead who died under the magic gun.

"Brother, why don't you try this magic gun?" Qing'er couldn't help urging Chu Tiandao.

Dong Tianji suddenly realized and said, "How dare you that you want to see the appearance of the witch demon concubine is fake. It's true to let Xiao Chu get this demarcation magic gun. My old man was calculated by you for nothing!"

Chu Tian stood still and had no intention of coming forward to get the gun. He looked carefully and said, "Qing'er, this magic gun is the thing of the witch demon concubine before her death, and it is more suitable for women. I'm used to using the Cangyun Yuanchen sword, and there is no need to change the magic soldier. Why don't you try it and see if it takes advantage of it?"

Qinger was stunned and stared at Chu Tian and said, "Brother, are you serious about this?"

Chu Tian smiled and said, "If you hadn't led the way, Lao Dong and I wouldn't have been able to enter Gulin. Since this gun was born, it should be a gift, unless you don't like it.

The excited light flashed in Qing'er's eyes. She tapped her head to Chu Tian and floated up and reached out to hold the magic gun.

As soon as her slender fingers grasped the body of the gun, she immediately felt a strong resentment rushing from the gun, breaking through her spiritual platform with the momentum of destruction.

Her delicate body trembled violently involuntarily. At the moment when her intelligence was about to fall, a hot stream came from the gun, which immediately melted the violent spirit of the undead under the countless guns, wrapped in the holy spirituality from 3,000 years ago and injected into Qing'er's heart.

Almost in the midst of lightning and fire, her heart is filled with another kind of memory, as if she has become another person, deeply recalling the glorious years and the distant tenderness...

(In five hours, it will be the first day of 2012. I wish all the best and new harvest in the New Year.)