The experience of his previous life made Xin Lin much more sensitive than ordinary people.

Intuition told her that the danger index of the bronze coffin even exceeded the sum of the bad old man of the Xuantian Sect and those yin evils outside.

Xin Lin's gaze was condensed, and his gaze looked into the depths of the ghost cave.

In comparison, the dead are always cuter than the living, as long as she doesn't lift the coffin board.

She remembered very well that there was a formation near the copper coffin, and there were a large number of talismans, as long as she opened the coffin, it would be fine.

As for the shady ...... Xin Lin pursed his lips.

"Don't even think about it, those things in it don't seem to be as good as me."

As if aware of Xin Lin's intentions, the headless Ah Piao blocked her view.

"You have a way to avoid those evils."

Xin Lin glanced at the headless Ah Piao and said very firmly.

As an indigenous Ah Piao, the number of yin evil is several times that of it, and it can live until now, and there must be a way to save its life.

"The yin demons avoid the copper coffin, as long as they hide near the copper coffin, they can save their lives."

Headless Ah Piao blurted out, and after saying that, it regretted it.

Why did it tell her this, the contents of the bronze coffin were much more terrifying than the sinister.

It's too resistant to this little guy.

Although the headless Ah Piao is not a bad Ah Piao, it is by no means a good kind.

But after meeting Xin Lin, I always felt that there was an unknown power in this little guy, so he did it unconsciously and according to her wishes.

Even the headless Ah Piao himself couldn't tell what the reason was.

The copper coffin can save his life, but Xin Lin has no power to restrain the chicken, and it is a fool's dream to avoid the evil and escape to the vicinity of the copper coffin.

Outside the ghost cave, human voices can be vaguely heard, and the people of Xuantian Sect are still guarding outside.

"As a kind Ah Piao, don't you have some sympathy?"

Xin Lin pinned his hopes on Ah Piao in front of him.

Although she also felt that it was a bit redundant to talk to Ah Piao about compassion.

Headless Ah Piao really wants to ask, what is compassion and can you eat it?

But when it looked at Xin Lin's dark and pitiful big eyes, it subconsciously paused, and it remembered its sister who died young......

"Unless you have a spiritual root and can learn the spiritual formula, tomorrow will be your death sacrifice. However, you don't seem to have any spiritual roots. ”

The headless Ah Piao's heart softened, and the ghost envoy said.

"What's the difference between a spiritual root and a genre?"

Xin Lin's heart moved slightly.

Sikong Ran became a Xuanwu because of his Xuangen.

Xin Lin also tried it earlier, she couldn't condense her true qi, does this mean that she doesn't have a root in her body.

But what is that spiritual root?

The Xuanwu Sutra did not mention it, and Xin Lin was also confused.

"Those who have spiritual roots can become spiritual beings, and those who have Xuangen can become Xuanwu. Unfortunately, you don't look like either. The one who let the wolf mastiff chase you earlier is a spirit man. His cultivation is not weak, and he is much higher than me. ”

Headless Ah Piao's sympathy for Xin Lin was a little more, and the little guy in front of him was an ordinary mortal who couldn't be ordinary.

Spirits and warriors are two types of people with special status in the Dragon Teng Country.

Compared to the latter, the status of the spirit is more noble.

Xin Lin realized that the name Ah Piao in front of him was actually a spirit before his death.

"Okay, let's give it a try, you teach me the trick, and I'll see if I can do it."

Calculate the hour, the sky is about to dawn, and Xin Lin doesn't have much time left.