Such a large cemetery, the scale is comparable to a city, the coffin does not say that the golden silk nanmu, it must be made of pure gold, or it is a rare treasure, but no, everyone sees at least an ordinary coffin, mottled paint. Looking at the material, it should be a sand tree, which has a low density and is characterized by lightness.

In the past, burials were practiced in rural areas, and coffins had to be carried deep into the mountains, and sand trees were chosen to save a lot of physical strength. Of course, this is not the main thing, the real reason is the economic level, the sand trees are all over the mountains, and it is cheap.

In such a big tomb, there is a coffin made of sand trees, how do you look at it and feel discordant. The bottom of the coffin, I don't know if it is too humid or other reasons, there is a faint mold, I am afraid that if it is lifted, the bottom plate will fall off.

"With a length of 2.21 meters and a height of 80.5 centimeters, this is a coffin for adults." Zhang Yangjin's eyes didn't know what it was made of, but they could still measure the scale, accurate to the millimeter.

"The direction is wrong, why is it in the north, the north is the main killing!" Huang Baifu Zou Mei.

"Did someone bring this material in by accident?" Wang Erdao, but he himself believes that tombs, whether ancient or modern, are an extremely serious matter, and there is no room for mistakes. It's impossible to bring in a single plank, let alone a coffin.

"Could it be the coffin in the burial pit, I don't know who put it here." Li Qingchuan guessed that this possibility was a little bigger, and it was impossible to bring it into the coffin casually, but it was still excusable if it was misplaced.

"Even if it's a burial pit, it's impossible to use such a bad coffin." Huang Baifu slowly spoke, "This kind of tomb can be buried with the identity is not ordinary, either the tomb owner's cronies, generals, soldiers, this kind of people are buried alive, and they will not be equipped with coffins." The only people who are eligible to enjoy the coffin are the wives and concubines of the tomb owner. ”

Everyone understood what he meant, and his wife and concubine were equivalent to the hostess, the number two person in the cemetery, and of course it was impossible to use such a coffin.

"Why do you think about it so much? Just open it and see if you don't know. "A master with a full space ring listened to them talk for a long time, but he didn't move the coffin and was impatient.

"Makes sense!" Zhang Yangjin took a step forward and stopped. The master was worried that the good stuff was being robbed, whoosh

The sound came to the coffin. His weapon was a hook, hooking the lid of the coffin and pulling it hard.

"Ahh

He let out a miserable scream, and his body suddenly disappeared out of thin air, disappearing inch by inch, seemingly slowly, but in fact as fast as lightning, in the blink of an eye, a big living person was gone, and only the weapon fell to the ground with a thud.

Everyone's cold hair stood up, Zhang Yibu had already taken half a step, and quietly took it back again.

"Can anyone see what's going on?" Huang Baifu looked at Zhang Yibu and Ji Wushen, these two people have heavenly eyes.

"I didn't see anything." Zhang Yibu shook his head, his face full of solemnity. The unknown is the most terrifying, and the one who can survive here is not a master. But he was killed without even having the strength to resist, and he was so close that he didn't notice it, which was the most terrifying.

"I didn't see it either." Ji Wushen originally disdained to act with other people, but at this time, he unconsciously got closer to everyone.

With the strength of a master, pull hard, not to mention a coffin lid, even if it is a small mountain, it can be overturned. But the coffin lay quietly in the corner, not a single piece of wood fell.

"There's a change." Zhang Wuhe exclaimed.

The coffin board silently opened by itself, and the sound of squeaking came from inside the coffin, which was so harsh in the silent space. Liu Wei'an's goosebumps rose, Yan'er grabbed his arm tightly, closed her eyes tightly, and her face was full of fear. The swordsman crosses the chest of the knife, as if facing a great enemy.

The others had similar expressions, staring at the coffin. At this time, the Ancient Relic came in, heard the sound stopped, and watched quietly, without disturbing.

The white shadow flickered, and a dried corpse sat up in the coffin, its eyeballs were gone, and the black hole stared at everyone, startling everyone.

"Damn, a dead man!" A master scolded, although this dead man is strange, he is not afraid. The living are not afraid, but they are afraid of the dead.

The dry corpse is an adult man, about forty years old, his hair is well maintained, black and shiny, I don't know how long he has been lying in this dark place, his hair has not fallen out, it is already remarkable, he can still maintain his shiny, and I don't know what brand of shampoo he used. It is estimated that there were no skin care products in that era, and I wanted to

Otherwise, the skin will not be dry, like the bark.

Everyone just breathed a sigh of relief, but they saw that Ji Wushen, who was calm even in the face of death, had a calm face, and his face changed greatly, pointing to the dried corpse and saying, "What he is holding in his hand is the Immortal Inheritance Sutra!" Because he was so excited, his voice trembled slightly.

Except for Yan'er, everyone's bodies were shocked.

The dry corpse was holding an unknown piece of skin in his hand, exuding an ancient aura, and because of the angle, he could only see the first three words: Immortal Legend...... According to the specifications of the cemetery, the only scriptures that are eligible to appear in this place are the "Immortal Inheritance Sutra".

From ancient times to the present, there is only one scripture that can be crowned with the name of immortality - "The Immortal Inheritance Sutra".

"The Immortal Inheritance Sutra is really the Immortal Inheritance Sutra!" Master Wei couldn't help but take a step forward, his expression excited.

"The Immortal Inheritance Sutra actually appeared here, and I thought it was lost, but it turned out to be the king of people, which is great." General Zhao, who was not tempted by anything, clenched his fists.

"The Immortal Inheritance Sutra is mine." The noble boy in black had mood swings for the first time.

betrayed Zhang Wuhe's group of masters, some people had never heard the name of the "Immortal Inheritance Sutra", but it did not prevent them from making accurate judgments, knowing that the "Immortal Inheritance Sutra" was a good thing, and seeing that others were still in a daze, they shouted and rushed forward.

"Look for death!" Ji Wushen was furious, like a bolt of lightning shot up.

"The Immortal Inheritance Sutra is mine." Zhang Yibu took the initiative to attack Ji Wushen, and among everyone, he thought that Ji Wushen's threat was the greatest.

"I'll help you!" Zhang Yangjin sacrificed the Zhang family's peerless learning.

Everyone else moved, rushed to the dried corpses, bumped into each other halfway, and blocked each other. The battle was extremely fierce, and when they met, there were already casualties, and some people fell to the ground with blood.

"Stay here and don't move." Liu Wei'an couldn't stand still either, and rushed forward, and the swordsman followed closely behind him.

"A group of clowns who jump off the beam still dare to get involved in the "Immortal Inheritance Sutra", General Zhao, I'm sorry for you." A wisp of murderous intent flashed in the eyes of the noble man in black.

"Don't bother, it's the duty of the admiral." When General Zhao's fingers landed on the hilt of his sword, a sky-high aura erupted, instantly shaking everyone.