The sun was rising, Li Chongran packed his luggage and came downstairs.

One of the shopkeepers was busy cleaning and didn't see the shopkeeper. When he saw Li Chongran going downstairs, he said, "Guest, you have to hurry, and the horse has already been fed." ”

Li Chongran nodded and smiled at the shopkeeper: "Shopkeeper, the demon refiner who came at night..."

"Gone overnight, the military situation cannot be delayed. ”

"In such a hurry!"

At this time, the shopkeeper put on a storm camp armor and entered the inn: "Shopkeeper, I'm leaving, my mother said, thank you..."

"Thank you, folks. Come back alive, son. ”

"Hmm. After saying goodbye, the shopkeeper turned around and walked out of the inn.

The assembly horn sounded in the town, and the assembly horn of the Qin army was very domineering among the vassal states.

The streets were lined with men in the same armor as the shopkeepers, recruited from the town and nearby villages.

Li Chongran thought to himself: Resisting the coercion emitted by the demon refiner last night made his body tired, and he didn't know that such a thing happened at night. Relying on the strength of mortals to fight with the army of Liangguo, I am afraid that there is really no return. No, I have to hurry back to Lijia Village and ask my father if there is any way to make this body not so easy to get tired.

Thinking of this, Li Chongran paid for the house, took out the horse in the backyard, and rode to Shuanghe Town.

After a day's journey, late at night, I returned to Lijia Village, and met seven or eight assault battalions along the way.

"Dad, I'm back. "Nothing has changed in the house, the lights are on, and a black coffin is parked in the hall.

Li Chongran stretched out his hand and touched the coffin, this is really a good coffin, lightning strike wood, such a big lightning strike wood, without thousands of lightning strikes, it will definitely not be formed.

The coffin lid is engraved with an edict sigil, and I don't know whose edict it is, but the talisman resembles a seal. Sealed with an imperial edict, Li Chongran has never seen a book record.

There is not only one edict on the coffin lid, but also many unknown talismans, which seem to be like a talisman when combined, and the conspicuous one is the edict.

There are also runes on the outside of the coffin, as well as carved paintings. When the goddess returned, Li Chongran squatted down, touched the painting with his hand, and muttered: "Dad, there are so many paintings, you just rubbed this one." ”

With a bang, the lid of the coffin suddenly slipped and pushed back.

Frightened, Li Chongran sat on the ground: "I'll go!"

"Ran'er, you're back. Father Li jumped out of the coffin: "Come, come to the coffin, there are a lot of strange charms and paintings in it..."

"Dad, in the middle of the night, you don't sleep on the bed in the house, you sleep in the coffin, you want to scare people to death!" Li Chongran patted the dust on his body, and said with a smile: "Your last urgent letter, the rubbing of the talismans and paintings, is this, the goddess returns... Why don't those beautiful paintings of Qionglou Yuyu next to them rub them?"

"This painting is concise and to the point, and there are four words next to it: the return of the goddess. Father Li said as he took out the polished armor from the house: "Since the war, Liangguo has been gathering momentum for thirty years, and finally made a move. Xiliang City is almost about to fall. The mayor said that our town could only gather a 500-strong assault battalion. Let you lead them well, it is impossible to bring them all back, and if you can live, one counts as one. The mayor said that if someone slips away halfway, turn a blind eye... The town is also preparing a fine..."

"When I came back and passed through the town, I saw some white flags hanging in front of the house. Li Chongran took the armor and prepared to put it on.

"It's easy for the goddess to return, and rubbing also wastes a lot of my mental power... It took three hundred failures before the so-so rubbing was complete. The talisman on this, the painting, must have been taken as a precaution. Father Li helped Li Chongran put on his armor: "Ran'er, you go to the coffin and sleep for a while, your body... The coffin seems to have the function of assisting in cultivation. ”

"Dad, Daqin's laws are very strict. ”

"Poor and remote, men are insufficient, and a little more money can cope with the past... Have you eaten?"

"No, Dad, do you really want to sleep in a coffin?"

"If you have time, go to sleep. When you come back, the assault battalion will set off at dawn. It's okay to be understaffed, but don't miss the hour. Each person in the assault battalion has prepared a few daily talismans, and there is no problem in traveling thousands of miles a day. If you can't beat it, it's a magic weapon to escape. This storage bag contains a lot of good things, when you can use it, use it quickly, don't be stingy. Now that you are a mortal, you are a mortal, and the most important thing is to save your life..."

Li Chongran flipped into the coffin, and he didn't feel that the space was small when he sat inside, and the inner wall of the coffin was full of runes, runes, and pictures of the divine domain: "Dad, you eat and live in this coffin?"

"This coffin is wonderful, although the poison on my body cannot be restrained, but it can be suppressed, after this time, sleeping in the coffin, I will also live a few more years. ”

"It's amazing, Dad, do you know what kind of lightning strike wood this is?"

"I studied it for a long time, but I didn't find it. Father Li closed the lid of the coffin.

The moment the lid of the coffin was closed, the inside of the coffin was as bright as day.

The black lightning strike wood can glow? Li Chongran reached out and stroked it slowly.

"Ran'er, don't you think it's amazing, what changes do you feel in your body?"

"Levitating, like floating in water. "Li Chongran can not only hear Li's father's voice, but also the sound of dogs barking in the village, and which family is not sleeping and talking... One by one into the ears.

Shangguan Ling'er's tired voice appeared in the coffin: "This is the Divine Domain Thunder Splitting Tree, this tree is ordinary, but it can attract heavenly thunder." God's Domain is often used as a torture instrument, sawing off the canopy of a tree, and using a special nutrient solution to keep the thunderbolt tree immortal. Tie the punished cultivators to the Thunder Splitting Tree, and the Thunder Splitting Tree without a crown will attract more heavenly thunder..."

"What a cruel punishment. ”

"This kind of torture instrument has gathered countless resentments and grievances of the divine cultivators, it must be the divine cultivators of the divine domain who made this torture instrument into a coffin, I don't know what to do..."

"Shangguan Ling'er, are you okay?"

"The Divine Domain Picture Scroll of the Peerless Dust Building's refining can only make do, you idiot, exchange the pot of the Gathering Spirit Stone with Qianbai, if the Gathering Spirit Stone Pot can be given to me, I don't have to work so hard to cultivate for more than half a year to recover..."

"Pot, you've seen it, and you didn't say you wanted it. ”

"How did I know you had a spirit stone, the form of the spirit stone is strange, not all gods can recognize it... Not to mention, my body is also very weak, and it will take a lot of time to adapt from the Divine Realm to the Mortal Realm..."Shangguan Ling'er's voice gradually weakened and disappeared.

Li Chongran's eyelids were heavy, and the twenty-second layer dream spirit seemed to store the thunder splitting wooden coffin in his mind in different areas.

His spiritual power reached the divine realm, in the dream realm, he did not feel tired at all, and the body spirit stone continuously provided energy, as if he was sleeping in a coffin, but in fact, he was studying in a dream...

In the morning, the 500-person assault battalion formed by Shuanghe Town gathered in Lijia Village.

The town mayor and other officials, as well as the patriarch of Lijia Village, came to Li Chongran's home.

Li Chongran was lying in the coffin, dreaming all the time, driving the dream spirit on the twenty-second floor, whether it was cultivation or study, to make him feel handy.

"The Marquis of Bishui Pavilion, this kind of heroism that regards death as home, is a model for the people of our Shuanghe Town. When the mayor saw Li Chongran crawling out of the black coffin in high spirits, he almost fainted in fright: "Please ask Master Hou to give a lecture." ”

Before the assault battalion is launched, it is also a common practice to give lectures.

The five hundred soldiers of the assault battalion outside the village, their armor was shiny, and they had no fighting spirit, and their expressions were all surprised when they heard that Li Chongran was sleeping in a coffin.

Thinking about it, Li Chongran entered the Qin capital once, could it be that the Hou Ye of the Qin capital would sleep in the coffin every time he went on the expedition, and then carried the coffin to the expedition.

Carrying the coffin to the expedition, the Great Qin Wuxun family has many precedents, and it should be the first time to sleep in the coffin before going out.

Li Chongran's precept was very simple, save your life. Military discipline is strict, and it is forbidden to escape from the battle. Don't fight with masters, don't entangle with elite soldiers, unless you are besieged to death, you can only resign yourself to fate.

Daqin's laws, the big guy understands that unless it is absolutely necessary, he will not do anything that is not out of line.

A white spirit banner with a name written on it, and a soul gathering talisman with the same name written on the middle of the paper, is hung high in the doorway. The soldier corresponding to the name has the same pendant made of stacked soul gathering rune paper around his neck. Once a distant soldier dies on the battlefield, the soul gathering talisman paper around his neck can gather the souls that have not dispersed and pass them back. Thousands of mountains and rivers, the soul that was brought back, seven, seven, eighty, eight. If it is recalled in its entirety, the soul conjuring flag, soul gathering rune paper, etc. will be at least five or more.

Shuanghe Town is a poor and remote place, and the mayor's son only uses the three-grade soul gathering talisman paper. Ordinary families, making a show, a piece of white cloth to paint cats and tigers, and make the appearance of a spirit flag.

Most of the families in the town are this kind of forged soul flags, but fortunately, the people here have very good spells, and they can recall two or three percent of the souls when they draw them.

Once the white spirit banner receives the soul, it will automatically glow, wrap the soul into a ball, and finally seal it with a soul bottle. The soul bottle above the fifth grade is naturally good, tall and high-grade, can be buried, and can be used for the hall...

Li Chongran also hung a mounted talisman pendant such as a soul gathering talisman around his neck, and he, a mortal who does not use many talismans, will not be able to survive this autumn.

The assault battalion of 500 people set off, and they wanted to gather with the assault battalion of the state and county, and went straight to the vicinity of Xiliang City to station.