Although Guiguzi took out a lot of things, he also counted them for a long time, but he didn't calculate anything.

"It's strange, I can't even figure out what's inside this coffin?" Guiguzi sat cross-legged on the ground, his head bowed, and his eyes revealed a bit of incredulity.

At this moment, a faint voice suddenly came from the ears of Night Xingchen and Guiguzi: "This coffin is full of treasures, do you want it?"

"Who?!" Guiguzi heard this voice, and immediately stood up and hid behind Night Xingchen.

And the night stars also glanced around, but they didn't see anything.

"Don't look for me, you can't see me, I'm the guardian spirit of this cemetery. The voice seemed to come from all directions, and it was impossible to discern the direction.

"Is it really a treasure in this coffin?" Guiguzi hid behind Ye Xingchen and asked suspiciously.

"That's right, it's full of rare treasures, and any one you take out is worth a fortune, if you don't believe it, you can open the coffin and take a look. The voice was fluctuating and seemed very strange.

"It sounds good, but you don't even dare to show up, why should we believe you?" said Ye Xingchen indifferently, not seeming to believe what the voice said.

"I am the guardian spirit of this, and I am invisible to you without a physical body. The voice heard Night Star's question, and patiently explained. "You don't believe me, you can do it for yourself, as if I didn't say anything. ”

"Even if we believe it, how are we going to open the coffin?" Guiguzi, who was hiding behind Ye Xingchen, cautiously stood up and asked.

"I can tell you how to open the coffin. The voice responded.

"Tell me about it. Night Star was more skeptical of the owner of this voice, but it was okay to hear what he could do to break the coffin.

The voice said: "First of all, you have to find a way to cut off the iron chains on this coffin, and then pour your blood on the coffin, and then mobilize the spiritual power in your body, ......and seal like this."

As the voice spoke, there were suddenly more gestures on the ground not far from the night stars and Guiguzi.

"Soul Sacrifice Technique?" Seeing the seal on the ground not far away, Ye Xingchen frowned, and suddenly snorted coldly: "Are you asking us to sacrifice the Yuan Shen?"

"No, no, I made a mistake. Hearing Ye Xingchen say this, the voice hurriedly explained, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I have too many spell marks in my head, and I'm confused for a while." ”

As he spoke, the seal on the ground disappeared and was replaced by something like a symbol.

"Cut off the iron chains, and then use your blood to engrave this string of words on the coffin, and then you can pry the coffin open with a sharp weapon and take the treasures inside. ”

"What kind of text is this?" Guiguzi subconsciously stepped forward and carefully looked at the pile of ghost-like characters on the ground.

This is a kind of text to be used to break the coffin, which can play a role in attracting good fortune and avoiding evil. The voice explained.

However, as soon as his words fell, Ye Xingchen's cold voice followed: "This is a kind of Sanskrit in ancient times, which was used for sacrifice. ”

"Damn, do you want us to be destroyed?" Guiguzi was startled when he heard this, and immediately retreated behind Ye Xingchen. In comparison, he naturally believed the words of the night star.

"Impossible, who are you, how can you know this ancient Sanskrit?" The voice was obviously a little surprised to see that its purpose was pierced by the night star.

"I want to ask you, who is it?" Ye Xingchen said coldly, first he saw the soul sacrifice technique, and now he saw this ancient Sanskrit, Ye Xingchen can be sure that the absolute person of this voice is definitely not a guardian spirit, it should be a strong primordial god, but the divine sense can't play a role here, so he can't see it.

There was silence for a few seconds, and then the voice came playfully: "Who am I? Didn't you all see it when you broke into the tomb?"

"Are you Ye Qing?" Ye Xingchen subconsciously glanced back at Guiguzi.

Didn't Guiguzi say that the owner of the tomb here was the ancestor of their family, if the person in front of him was really Ye Qing's primordial god, wouldn't it mean that the ancestor of Guiguzi was still alive. After all, for cultivators, as long as the Yuan Shen is still there, this person is not really dead.

Of course, what Guiguzi said was true or false, and Ye Xingchen still maintained a skeptical attitude.

Seeing Ye Xingchen looking back at himself, Guiguzi immediately stood up and said unceremoniously to the air: "You fart, our ancestors have been dead for thousands of years." ”

"Are you Ye Qing's descendant?" The voice heard Guiguzi's words, and suddenly it seemed to float over, and the voice was a little louder.

"When, of course, I have a genealogy. Guiguzi tilted his head and said, but his tone sounded a little erratic.

"Looking at Nanshan from afar, the road is long and the stars are far away. Thousands of miles to find Qingqing, nowhere to find, read into empty ......"

The voice abruptly recited a poem, as if reminiscing about the past.

Neither Night Star nor Guiguzi spoke.

After being silent for a moment, I heard the voice speak again, and his tone was a little stern: "I haven't even heard this poem, and I still want to call it a descendant of the Ye family?!"

"Of course I've heard about it. Guiguzi retorted.

"Tell me, then, what's next?"

"Next sentence......" Guiguzi paused, "Nine days of the moon, the upper blue falls, the eightfold yellow spring, and the lower darkness." ”

No, that's not the next line of the poem. But you, how did you know about this?" The voice heard Guiguzi's words, and the originally faint voice became a little trembling.

Guiguzi touched his mustache and said, "I told you, I am a descendant of Ye Qing, that poem has been passed down to my generation for too long to remember, I can only remember this sentence, although it is not a poem, it is enough to prove that I am a descendant of Ye Qing, right?!"

"No, Ye Qing's descendants, no one knows about this, who are you?" the more the voice spoke, the more excited it became.

"He can deduce arithmetic, you don't have to pay attention to him, are you Ye Qing or not?" Ye Xingchen knew that Guiguzi could deduce, maybe he deduced something, fooling this primordial god.

"Derivation arithmetic......" The voice was silent for a while, and said: "Since he can deduce arithmetic, just calculate who I am." ”

"You let him count the past, he has this ability, but you let him count who you are, do you think with his cultivation, can you calculate it?" Although Guiguzi has never shown any cultivation, Ye Xingchen knows in his heart that this Guiguzi must have hidden his cultivation through some means, otherwise if he is an ordinary person, even if he can deduce, not to mention seeing so many fierce beasts, just say that Ye Xingchen has cast so many spells, isn't he curious at all?

Therefore, in the eyes of Ye Xingchen, Guiguzi must also be cultivated. But the cultivation should not be high, otherwise it would be impossible to enter the tomb with him, and it would be impossible to agree to only take two layers of treasures.

And this Yuan Shen is different, this Ye Qing's cemetery, to say the least, will take more than a thousand years, a person can survive in the outside world for so long in the state of the Yuan Shen, it is definitely a powerful existence. Even if Guiguzi can deduce arithmetic, it is basically impossible for him to deduce an existence much stronger than him in person, unless this person's ability to derive arithmetic has reached the extreme, if Guiguzi had this ability, they would not have been attacked so much under the tomb.

(End of chapter)