The dilapidated pyramid was in stark contrast to the brand-new sarcophagus, and the corners of Fang Mo's mouth rose slightly, it seemed that this was what he was looking for.

took out the magic weapon and inserted it into the gap between the sarcophagus and the coffin lid, and with a slight force, the sarcophagus was opened, revealing the ...... wrapped inside like a zongzi Mummy?

The faint aura fluctuations came from this zongzi, but this zongzi didn't make any movement, and Fang Mo couldn't help frowning.

There are many corpse refining sects in the cultivation realm, among which the most well-known is the Xuan Corpse Sect, which can use the aura of heaven and earth to quench the corpse of the monk, cultivate to a high and profound place, and the corpse that is quenched is no different from ordinary people, and even retain the thinking and feelings of the monk before his death, and he does not lag behind in cultivation, as far as Fang Mo knows, the head of the Xuan Corpse Sect is a corpse.

In addition to the Xuan Corpse Sect, many other corpse refining sects are far behind in terms of scale and influence, and there are even many who have gone sideways, indiscriminately killing monks to refine corpses to increase the combat power of the sect, which is despised by the people of the cultivation realm, but there is no sect in front of them that wraps the corpse into the shape of a zongzi and then slowly absorbs the aura of heaven and earth to increase the corpse's cultivation.

Perhaps, this inheritance has been severed in the cultivation realm, but can it still survive on the earth?

It seems that this is the only explanation.

Fang Mo put away the speculation in his heart, separated a spiritual energy into the body of this zongzi, and found that it was really the same as the mummy circulating on the Internet, all the internal organs were hollowed out, made into a dried corpse, and then smeared with special spices, and finally wrapped in layers of white cloth, it became the appearance in front of him.

But unlike the rumors on the Internet, there was a faint flow of aura in the mummy's body, although it was not very obvious, it did exist, and it had a great relationship with the spices smeared on the corpse, at least Fang Mo felt the effect similar to the golden spirit grass powder from these spices, and had a strong affinity for the aura of heaven and earth.

In addition to the special spices, the production of the sarcophagus is also very special, through the exploration of the aura, the appearance of the sarcophagus is smooth and smooth, but the inside is depicted with a formation similar to the spirit gathering array, which can condense the surrounding cold qi into the sarcophagus.

At this point, Fang Mo probably understood the principle.

The dried corpse made by special techniques can absorb the cold qi gathered in the sarcophagus through spices, although it is very weak, but over time, the aura will slowly accumulate, and eventually reach a certain height, it may be the Qi Acceptance Realm, or it may be the Divine Harmony Realm, the only drawback is that the corpse refined by this means has no cultivation but cannot exert combat power, unless there is a special method that can awaken the spiritual wisdom of the corpse after the refining is successful.

Thinking of this, Fang Mo smiled, it was not an easy task to awaken the spiritual wisdom of corpses, and only a limited number of sects in the cultivation realm that mainly focused on refining corpses could do it, how could the Pharaoh Kingdom, which was almost cut off, be able to do it?

After figuring out the details of this zongzi, Fang Mo did not leave directly, but used a long sword to cut off the head of the zongzi.

He didn't want to go against the inheritance of the Pharaoh's country, which was similar to refining corpses, but only by understanding this inheritance in more detail could he make an accurate judgment, at least he wanted to know how far the inheritance of the pharaoh's country could go, so he cut off Zongzi's head.

Although the sarcophagus depicts a formation similar to the Spirit Gathering Array, it will take a long time to let Zongzi use his hands to absorb the cultivation of the Qi Realm and even the Divine Harmony Realm, during this time, the person who refines the dried corpse may come over to check it every once in a while, but this time interval is unpredictable, maybe a month, maybe a year, Fang Mo doesn't have the patience to wait that long, the most direct way is to destroy this corpse, so that the person refining the corpse will be aware, so that the other party will rush over as soon as possible, what Fang Mo has to do is to wait for the rabbit.

After doing this, Fang Mo found a place to sit cross-legged, closed his eyes and recuperate, the weasel lay beside him, and continued to sleep, and then it was a long wait, until noon the next day, Fang Mo suddenly opened his eyes, because he felt that someone had entered this dilapidated pyramid.

This pyramid is not an attraction and is inaccessible, so the person who appeared at this time is likely to be the person who has the inheritance of the pharaoh's country.

Not long after, a young man in his twenties rushed into the room with a strong flashlight in his hand, and when he saw the opened sarcophagus and the zongzi with his head cut off, he couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth, but unfortunately Fang Mo didn't understand, and even if he did, he wouldn't take it to heart.

The young man rushed to the side of the sarcophagus, just about to take a closer look at the situation, he felt cold all over, looked up, only to find that there were two dark green eyes in the dark, cold sweat suddenly broke out on his back, let out a scream and took a few steps back, and then he remembered to shine it with a flashlight, only to find that it was an animal similar to a fox staring at him faintly, and before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw another person next to the "fox", just sitting next to him quietly, if it wasn't illuminated by the flashlight, he wouldn't have found it at all!

“%*&￥#*@%&......”

The young man muttered a lot, Fang Mo snorted lightly, and an aura was played, and the young man immediately stopped making a sound, because no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make any sound.

After discovering this, he was even more frightened, opened his mouth wide and ran out, but was pounced on the ground by the weasel, looking at the weasel fangs exposed outside, the expression on his face was frozen, but his eyes were full of despair.

Fang Mo got up, came to the young man's side, and once again shot out an aura, the coolness flowed all over his body, the young man gradually calmed down, no longer struggled, and his eyes also regained their brightness, if it weren't for the weasel still maintaining the posture of pounced on him, he would probably feel very good.

"Do you know the Chinese language?" Fang Mo asked.

The young man nodded and replied in Shadow Song Chinese, "Yes." Who are you?"

Fang Mo naturally didn't answer his question, but pointed to the sarcophagus and asked, "You made the dried corpse here?"

The young man nodded again, "Well, it's our family tradition that after a person dies, he should make a dried corpse and store it in a sarcophagus so that he can keep it from rotting. ”

"There's no other purpose?"

"No more. The young man said in an affirmative tone.

Fang Mo smiled, stretched out his fingertips and pointed them on the young man's head, the next second the young man's face was hideous, his body twitched involuntarily, and his mouth let out a meaningless snort, but no matter how he struggled, Fang Mo's fingertips were accurately on his forehead, without the slightest deviation.

This is a pain that even Saito Shuichi can't bear, and it's really a bit overkill to use it on ordinary people, but the feeling of bullying ordinary people seems to be pretty good?

Five seconds later, Fang Mo withdrew his fingers, and the young man was freed from the pain, gasping for breath as if he was reborn, at this time, Fang Mo, in his eyes, was like a devil.