"I can let you refine a powerful physique, not weaker than the Heavenly Saint Body and the Immortal Body, are you interested in learning about it?" Mo Xinchen asked with a smile.

When Dongfang Ying heard this, he couldn't help but narrow his eyes, stared straight at him, and was silent for a moment before he said, "You and I don't know each other, why would you help me? ”

Any kind of powerful physique is almost innately formed, how can it be said that tempering can be tempered?

Moreover, listening to Mo Xinchen's meaning, this kind of physique is not weaker than Lei Qianjue's Immortal Body and Zhou Tong's Heavenly Holy Body?

How is this possible?

Obviously, Dongfang Ying's first thought in his heart was not to believe it, because this was obviously beyond his cognition.

"Since you've heard of me, you should know about Heavenly Court too, right?"

Mo Xinchen smiled, and then continued, "My Heavenly Court has just been established, and there are only three or two disciples. ”

"Do you want me to join your Heavenly Court?" Dongfang Ying was stunned.

"Yes. ”

Mo Xinchen nodded, glanced at the magic sword in Dongfang Ying's hand, and continued, "If you want to suppress the demonic nature of this sword, so that you will no longer lose your mind, it is inevitable to seal the sword with a coffin, as long as you join my Heavenly Court, I will help you quench into an innate Dao body, so that you can easily use the coffin as a sheath, how about it?"

"Innate Dao Body?"

Dongfang Ying frowned slightly, "What kind of physique is this, and how can you help me quench it?"

If what Ning Chuan said was true, Dongfang Ying would definitely agree.

He was devoured by the magic sword, and the elders who had killed Zixiao a lot suppressed the demonic nature in the sword, and Dongfang Ying also knew that he could no longer return to Zixiao, let alone be Zixiao's holy son.

"Don't worry about these things for now, it's getting dark, can you say yes or not?" Mo Xinchen said bluntly.

Dongfang Ying pondered for a long moment, and finally looked at him and said, "If you can really help me seal the sword smoothly, why not promise you?"

"Then it's settled. ”

Mo Xinchen smiled, the growth of Heavenly Court is inevitable, so that he can better protect himself and the Mo family.

Sword Idiot Dongfang Ying, the former Holy Son of Zixiao Holy Land, the first day of the Eastern Wilderness, if this person is willing to join the Heavenly Court and cultivate it with his heart, he will definitely be able to become a great help to himself in the future.

"It's getting dark, you go first, otherwise you will go crazy later, and I don't know how many people will die, I will take this coffin back to Heaven, and then you can come to Heaven to find me yourself." Mo Xinchen said.

Dongfang Ying nodded, and did not hesitate anything.

The coffin could not be taken with me, and it would be futile to remain here.

"Huh!"

I saw that his body was vertical, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into a rainbow light, and fled away into the sky, disappearing into this Tianyu.

"Click......"

Not long after Dongfang Ying left, Mo Xinchen began to carefully examine the holy coffin, and after a while, his immortal king body erupted and pushed the lid of the coffin open with brute force.

As far as the eye could see, there was no holy bone in the coffin, and on both sides of the coffin, a complex golden pattern emerged.

This is the inheritance and Taoism left to the destined people after the transformation of the holy bones, as long as you use your heart to comprehend, you can understand the inheritance of the saint in this pattern.

But now, Mo Xinchen obviously didn't have the heart to pay attention to this.

His eyes were attracted by the other things in the coffin, there were many magic weapons buried in the coffin, but most of them had long been weathered and did not form a shape, and when he pinched it lightly, it turned into powder.

However, Mo Xinchen was not without gains, under these weathered magic weapons, he found a halberd, the blade of which glowed with a jet-black light, piercing the eyes.

It was a holy weapon, with a sharp blade that had not been damaged in the slightest, and the halberd had been preserved intact.

"Although there is no desolate weapon, it is not in vain to be able to get a holy soldier. He happily took out the halberd.

The weight of this halberd was a little unexpected, even if it was an immortal king body, Mo Xinchen picked it up and took a lot of effort.

"No wonder this ancient coffin is so heavy, the coffin itself is a reason, and this halberd is probably also a reason. ”

Mo Xinchen muttered to himself, and at the same time, a glint flashed in his eyes, "If you add the Purple Yang Bow, I will now have two holy weapons, so I will call you...... Burial Immortal Halberd......"

In the end, he put away the burial immortal halberd, the holy coffin was a little special, and it could not be stored in the storage bag, Mo Xinchen could only carry it on his back, reducing the weight of the burial immortal halberd, and now the holy coffin was not too heavy for him.

However, this is only because of the immortal king body, if it is replaced by someone else, without such a strong physique, it is really difficult to carry this holy coffin.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

He carried the holy coffin horizontally behind his back and walked down the mountain, and with each step, the whole ground trembled, enough to see how amazing the weight of this coffin was.

Fortunately, the immortal king has infinite physical strength, which is nothing to Mo Xinchen.

He walked down the hill the way he had come, and in a short time he had passed through the barrier and returned to the bottom of the mountain.

"It's out!"

All around, everyone waited here and did not leave, until Mo Xinchen appeared, everyone looked over.

"The coffin of a saint?"

When they saw the ancient coffin he was carrying, many people couldn't help but narrow their eyes.

"Good fellow, you actually carried out other people's coffins. Liu Mubai and Wang Ruyuan walked up for the first time.

After looking at it carefully for a while, Liu Mubai couldn't help but say, "Have you opened it?"

Mo Xinchen nodded, but was silent.

Seeing this, everyone around couldn't help but glance at each other, and someone couldn't help but stand up, "Is there a holy bone in this coffin?"

"Nope. Mo Xinchen shook his head.

"The tomb is in the world, in order to find destined people and pass on the Taoist system, and the so-called Taoist system is a kind of Taoist pattern left after the holy bone is transformed into the Tao, and there is naturally no bone in the coffin. An old man from a holy place spoke.

"Dao pattern in that holy coffin?" everyone couldn't help but light up when they heard this.

The old man nodded and continued, "Not only the Dao Pattern Inheritance, but also the saints who accompany the burial, at least one of the saints, most of them are also in the coffin. ”

"Holy Soldier!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's faces couldn't help but show a fiery color.

Mo Xinchen was silent, he squinted his eyes, and said to Wang Ruyuan and Liu Mubai, "Let's go." ”

"Hmm. ”

The two nodded, naturally knowing that this place was not suitable for a long time.

"Slow!"

At this moment, a middle-aged man stood up, he looked at Mo Xinchen, and said, "Dare to ask Mo Xiaoyou, what is the holy soldier in this coffin?"

"Why should I tell you?" Mo Xinchen glanced at the other party and said lightly.