Xiao Chen frowned slightly, and said softly, "What a request." ”

"Open this coffin for me, I want to see something inside. The Heavenly Xuan Holy Maiden opened her mouth calmly and said something that surprised Xiao Chen.

As soon as these words came out, Xiao Chen's heart suddenly became vigilant, tearing off the immortal talisman?

The two Immortal Venerables wanted to tear off this immortal talisman, but it took a lot of effort for them to settle it, and now the Tianxuan Holy Maiden actually asked him to tear off the immortal talisman.

Xiao Chen was speechless in his heart, and said angrily: "Tianxuan Holy Maiden, are you teasing me? ”

If you want to see the one in the holy coffin, then don't let him stop the two Immortal Venerables, and after the two Immortal Venerables are torn off, it would be good if they could see it on the side.

Why do you want to come up with such a clumsy excuse, it's not necessary!

"Do you think a person who has no intention will have the heart to deceive you?" Tianxuan Holy Maiden's face was calm, still not making waves, and she was quiet to the extreme.

Xiao Chen was stunned when he heard this, as if he was drinking on the head, this sentence is better than many explanations.

Almost the moment he spoke, he was about to convince Xiao Chen, and there were not many people in the world who could understand the meaning of sadness.

A heartless person, no matter how strong, is a kind of sorrow.

"Okay, I promise you!"

Intellectually speaking, this request must not be agreed, but Xiao Chen has come all the way, no matter how it changes. The original intention has never changed, and deep down, there is always a naivety and sensibility.

If the matter of time is always decided by reason, meticulously, and cautiously, what is the difference between man and machine?

This time, he was willing to believe in the Tianxuan Holy Maiden, even if he was deceived, he would not regret it.

The Immortal Talisman is not easy to tear off, but with the explanation of the Heavenly Xuan Holy Maiden, Xiao Chen only needs to listen.

During the communication, Xiao Chen found a very strange thing, the Tianxuan Holy Maiden didn't seem to know much about the Immortal Talisman.

It seems that the immortal talisman was not refined by herself, and she needs to think for a long time when explaining.

"Didn't you refine the Immortal Talisman?" After several attempts, Xiao Chen couldn't help but ask.

The Heavenly Xuan Holy Maiden was silent for a long time, and then said, "No, I once had a Taoist companion who was sealed by him for me. ”

Xiao Chen was stunned when he heard this, and stayed for a moment, he couldn't imagine that such a ruthless person as Tianxuan Holy Maiden would actually have a Taoist couple.

The ultimate in martial arts, scattered cultivation, turned to cultivation immortals, and cultivated to the end, becoming a heartless person.

It's hard to imagine that anyone would be willing to fall in love with such a woman.

"What about others?"

"It should ...... It's dead. The Tianxuan Holy Maiden pondered for a moment, and said with some uncertainty: "When I scattered all my martial arts cultivation, it was he who protected the Dharma for me and sealed the coffin for me, so I didn't know his situation. ”

In fact, no one can live from the primeval period to the present, no one can.

Of course, a ruthless person like Tianxuan Saintess is definitely not among them.

Half an hour later, the two immortal talismans were lifted, Xiao Chen hesitated for a moment, and finally lifted the holy coffin with a gentle force.

There was no vision, which made Xiao Chen breathe a sigh of relief, and in the holy coffin, there was a corpse lying quietly.

The corpse was well preserved, still the same as before, not decomposed or festering, and there was no peculiar smell.

The appearance is the same as the Tianxuan Holy Maiden beside Xiao Chen, but he is a little old. The white hair is scattered, the crow's feet at the corners of the eyes are obvious, and there are some faint wrinkles on the forehead.

Quietly closing her eyes, like a woman sleeping peacefully, holding a painting tightly in her hand.

Xiao Chen's eyes looked at the painting in the corpse's hand, and his first instinct told him that the object that the Tianxuan Holy Maiden wanted to see was this painting.

Dead for millions of years, still clinging to it, this thing is obviously extremely important.

Xiao Chen couldn't help but be a little curious, what kind of painting it was, with such great charm.

"Is this the thing?"

The Tianxuan Holy Maiden nodded slightly: "Take it out, I'll just take a look." ”

Xiao Chen did as he was told, stretched out his hand to hold the scroll, and carefully exerted his strength. It turned out that the corpse was pulled a little tightly, and involuntarily increased its force.

A dead man, naturally, couldn't compete with Xiao Chen's strength, and with a little force, the picture scroll broke free.

Shout!

But at this moment, a sudden change occurred, and the corpse's closed eyes suddenly opened. A cold light shot out from those eyes, enveloping Xiao Chen.

The cold air entered the body, and Xiao Chen's body froze on the spot. Even if he has been dead for millions of years, this glance still makes people dare not resist and tremble.

After opening the coffin for such a long time, nothing happened, and the vigilance was inevitably reduced. But when I was holding the painting, the female corpse suddenly opened her eyes, and ordinary people were scared to death.

What's even more terrifying is still to come, the moment she opened her eyes, the female corpse rose into the air, and grabbed Xiao Chen's neck with one hand.

The murderous aura of the flood surged, and in despair, Xiao Chen's strong desire to survive made him break through the suppression of the female corpse's momentum, and his body leaned back.

At the last moment, Xiao Chen finally avoided this fatal blow, and the female corpse was about to make a move.

The Tianxuan Holy Maiden suddenly appeared, pointed at the center of the female corpse's eyebrows, and with a bang, the female corpse's body turned into countless dust and dissipated.

The moment the female corpse shattered, a strong wind was set off, and the picture scroll was blown out.

Xiao Chen, who was frightened on the throne, glanced at it, and he couldn't move it away.

In the delicate painting paper, there is a bright moon hanging high, and the painter uses profound skills to depict this bright moon far away and elegant.

The whole picture is filled with this soft moonlight, revealing a beautiful taste.

But when the moonlight fell on the ground, the artistic conception changed suddenly, and the miserable white moonlight, like hoarfrost, paved the courtyard.

The laurel tree in the courtyard, standing in the frost all over the ground, the holy woman of Tianxuan, standing with a sword.

In the painting, she has a peerless appearance, a pure temperament like snow, a heroic sass, gazing at the moonlight, revealing an inexplicable sadness.

It is this kind of sorrow that renders the soft moonlight all over the ground a miserable white, bleak as frost.

The inscription in the painting: The moonlight is like frost, and the flowing water is hurt. The red face is easy to age, where to find immortals......

The distant moonlight, spreading all over the courtyard, was like a bleak hoarfrost, exuding a faint sense of sadness. Who can endure this sorrow on the ground, but the woman who is as soft and tough as flowing water.

But the years are like water, and they will never go back, and the scars of the years will eventually fall on this face little by little.

In fact, the flowing water can't stop this endless sorrow, staring at the night sky and the bright moon, just asking, where to find immortals!

In an instant, Xiao Chen understood the artistic conception in the painting, and understood the sadness and helplessness hidden in the poems.

Stretching out his hand slightly, the scroll slowly floated back and fell into Xiao Chen's hands.

Looking at the person in the painting, looking at the heartless Tianxuan Holy Maiden in front of him, I have to say that it is really sighing.

The person in the painting is still sad and helpless, but the person in front of him has nothing.

"Did he paint it?"

Xiao Chen held the scroll in both hands, looked up at the Tianxuan Holy Maiden and asked, he, naturally, was referring to the other party's former Taoist companion.

The Tianxuan Holy Maiden, who was silent for a long time and seemed to be a little relieved, nodded slightly: "That's right, it was painted by him, and it is also the thing I cherish the most in this life." After waiting for millions of years, I left a trace of residual thoughts, just to see this painting again. ”

"I love this painting. ”

"Then you can keep it, just keep it for me, and now I can fulfill my promise to you. ”

"There's no hurry. ”

Xiao Chen slowly rolled up the scroll, took out a mirror box from the Qiankun ring, and solemnly put it down.

The Tianxuan Holy Maiden was slightly puzzled, and she didn't know why Xiao Chen, who had been acting very anxious, suddenly became so slow and methodical.