Eternal gate

"Here, take a sip."

Zhao Yun took the small purple gourd and didn't forget to feed Xiao Linglong a bite.

The spiritual liquid entered the body, and Xiao Linglong suddenly became energetic.

"What an overbearing healing elixir."

Xiao Linglong was surprised. After drinking it in one sip, magical power surged throughout her body.

"The result is that wealth can be found in danger."

Zhao Yun smiled and started to rummage around the two men in black robes, moving his hands up and down, such as silver, ornaments, weapons, jade pendants... Don't be angry if you can take away the things. That whole set of movements is not an ordinary move, it is Done in one go.

"He must have done a lot of sneaky things."

This is Xiao Linglong's judgment of Zhao Yun. Most of her precious belongings in Linglong Pavilion have been moved by Zhao Yun. It turns out that this is how this junior made his fortune. He can fight and resist, has psychic beasts, has a martial spirit, and can perform. Tianwu aura, able to control Tianwu realm ancient corpses, and his acting skills are also superb.

To sum up, he is an all-round talent!

"Where did he put his treasure?"

Xiao Linglong muttered more than once that the objects held by Zhao Yun all appeared and disappeared out of thin air, like magic tricks, both overtly and covertly weird.

After looking at it for a long time, her eyes fell on the small bag hanging on Zhao Yun's waist.

That little bag must be extraordinary.

She once heard her master say that there is such a strange bag in the world with a space inside, which is the legendary storage bag that can hold many treasures. From this point of view, Zhao Yun's little bag is probably Storage bags.

She had only heard of it, and it was the first time she had seen it.

Therefore, this little martial arts cultivator in the True Spirit Realm is not as simple as it seems. Let’s not talk about other things, just the martial soul. The True Spirit Realm has a martial soul. Seeing it for the first time, the question is, he is not of a special bloodline. Where did he come from? Martial spirit.

"Xiu'er, what did you say to King Yinyue?"

Here, Zhao Yun asked curiously while searching for treasures.

"Find you a wife." Luna said casually.

Zhao Yun twitched the corner of his mouth, knowing that Xiu'er was prevaricating him, but this reason was too fresh and refined. It had been dead for thousands of years, and it didn't even have a head. It was just an ancient corpse that was pretending to be a corpse. Like this, it was still... Can I find a wife?

But then I thought about it, this was also possible.

The Xuanmen Book of Heaven says that the dead can also get married, which is a legendary woman. But based on his understanding of Xiu'er, what he said is by no means that simple.

"Teach me your corpse language!"

Zhao Yun chuckled. In this way, he could still chat with King Yinyue if he had nothing to do.

The Moon God was silent and waved his hand in golden light.

However, what is passed down is not the corpse language, but the "Coffin Sinking Technique."

The so-called Coffin Sinking Technique is basically known to the people of the Corpse Clan. For example, the corpse mountain they met at the Yinyue King Tomb that day, the method of summoning corpse puppets, two coffins rose from the ground, and the Coffin Sinking Technique was used. The mystery inside, There are few outsiders who know it.

This technique is not difficult to understand. With his talent, he can understand the true meaning after seeing it.

What is mysterious is where the coffin sank. The secret technique has explained that the place where the coffin sank is at the junction of the earth and the underworld. Legend has it that it is a land of the netherworld.

With this in mind, he invited King Yin Yue out of his coffin.

King Yin Yue is not in the coffin, and the coffin is no longer so heavy. It can be easily moved with the light body charm attached. The moon god taught him the coffin sinking technique, which means he understands that it is to sink King Yin Yue into the netherworld. The land is much safer than taking it with him. Perhaps this is the deal between the Moon God and the King of Yin Yue.

"This coffin... King Yin Yue?"

When Xiao Linglong saw this, she couldn't help but frown. She seemed to have recognized the identity of Tianwu's ancient corpse from the totem on the coffin. It was actually the famous King of Yinyue during the Warring States Period. When the Yinyue Dynasty was destroyed, King Yin Yue fought to the death and refused to surrender. He once fought alone against thousands of troops and defeated the seven kingdoms in a direct attack.

As the emperor of a country, he has not insulted the majesty of the king.

However, no matter how powerful one person is, he cannot defeat the army.

King Yin Yue died in battle, and his head was cut off after his death and hung on the city gate for three months.

This is a legend that has been circulating for a long time.

Unexpectedly, after thousands of years, the body of King Yin Yue is still in the world, in the hands of a true spiritual martial artist. This is too unbelievable. To meet the legendary king in this way is really unbelievable. What an honor.

She looked at Zhao Yun quietly again.

This little guy couldn't be a descendant of King Yinyue!

Buzz!

When she looked, King Yin Yue had already laid down in the coffin, and the lid of the coffin was closed.

"Senior, how offensive."

Zhao Yun leaned down and bowed, then made a hand and recited a mantra, and the coffin sank into the ground inch by inch. This was the first half of the coffin sinking technique, and the second half was about raising the coffin out.

"Is this gone?"

After the coffin completely sank into the ground, Zhao Yun searched and searched in that land, and even escaped, but he couldn't find the coffin. As the technique said, he was sunk into the netherworld. Only for this reason, It was novel enough for him.

Equally novel is Xiao Linglong.

Hong Yuan's disciple believed that she had mastered the true inheritance of her master, but she still hadn't understood the coffin coffin technique of the Corpse Clan. Those who deal with the dead, what kind of talents, such as Zhao Yun, who really knew everything, could actually deal with the dead. Chat.

Buzz!

The earth trembled, and King Yin Yue's coffin rose from the ground inch by inch.

"interesting."

Zhao Yun sighed, it was him who was performing the spell. The coffin sank into the netherworld a moment ago. At this moment, he summoned the coffin out again, just to see what the principle was. No wonder it was offensive. I had prepared it in advance. That's it.

Buzz! Buzz!

His curiosity made the coffin no longer calm. The lid of the coffin was buzzing and trembling, and there was a surging yin energy. Each strand was cold and heavy, and it carried its own pressure, which made Zhao Yun's bones crackle.

Obviously, Yin Yue King Corpse was furious.

Even though I have been buried, the majesty of the king cannot be violated. Can I still live in peace? If nothing happens, I will pull the king out for a walk. Do you think you are a psychic beast?

"Send him back."

Luna snorted coldly, not jokingly, you little melon, you are really good at it! It took me a lot of nagging to convince King Yinyue that you are a good girl, why are you teasing him? Can you suppress the king's corpse by using the coffin sinking technique in such a reckless manner?

There is no need for the Moon God to say, Zhao Yun has already made a secret and recited the incantation.

Because he was too curious, he wanted to try it out, but he didn't want to offend the king.

Woohoo...!

The sound of wailing like a ghost sounded again.

The coffin lid buzzed, and the king's corpse was about to burst out of the coffin.

"@#￥%* @% # ."

The moon god intervened and spoke in corpse language again.

In this way, the coffin fell into silence and sank into the ground inch by inch.

"It almost turned into a disaster."

Zhao Yun sneered and wiped his hands with cold sweat. The corpse of the Yin Yue King was too strong.

"Don't disturb him unless absolutely necessary."

"Why didn't we use the coffin sinking technique at the Yin Yue King's Tomb that day?" Zhao Yun asked doubtfully, "It was so troublesome to set up the coffin, burning red candles, affixing charms, and moving the coffin."

"If we don't reach an agreement with him, will he go down?" Yueshen stretched himself fiercely, "This time, he was forced into a desperate situation, so he had no choice but to talk in corpse language. If we had chatted with him that day, it wouldn't be possible to talk alone. But it’s not as simple as pretending to be a corpse. If I had known that King Yin Yue was so easy to talk to, the devil would be willing to wade into this muddy water. Now, if I can convince him, then everything will be easier."

"I thought it would be a good idea to teach me the corpse language."

"My father said that there is no end to learning, and it is still necessary to learn a foreign language."

"I'm just a studious kid."

Zhao Yunju's speech was straight and every word he spoke was profound.

It's nothing more than deception.

The Moon God didn't answer, but only glanced at this guy sideways, and told you, are you afraid that you will see the sky and greet people's ancestral graves, born in the world of the sun, and be so interested in things in the underworld?

"go home."

After some deception to no avail, Zhao Yun coughed dryly.