The sky was slightly bright, and Ji Yun stood in front of the window, holding the scripture scroll in his hand, and he was fascinated.

"Burial Heavenly Coffin, one of the strongest divine weapons in Tianling, has the power to destroy the heavens and the earth. ”

"10,000 years ago, demons were rampant, and the human race was weak, so they could only survive in the cracks. ”

"Seven thousand years ago, the Burial God Emperor was born, holding the Burial Heaven Coffin, burying all the demons in the world, and leading the rise of the human race. ”

"Three thousand years ago, the Burial God Emperor died suddenly, and the Burial Heaven Coffin did not know what to do......"

The sun hit Ji Yun, outlining his delicate face.

Ji Yun closed the scroll and looked at the black coffin covered with rust in his palm, his brows furrowed.

"What did you bring me into this world for?"

Ji Yun does not belong to this world, he is from Huaxia.

In an accident, he was reborn in the Tianling Continent.

The current Ji Yun is a descendant of a declining family in the southern part of the Tianling Continent, in the Jin City of the Chu State.

It is said that it is a family, but in fact, there are only three people left in the huge Ji Mansion.

Ji Yun himself, his father Ji Mo, and Uncle Zhao, an old slave who has always been loyal to the Ji family.

Looking at the pitch-black coffin in his palm, Ji Yun's expression became more and more complicated.

He was hit in the head by the coffin, and when he woke up, he came into this world.

This coffin, both in shape and size, and in terms of pattern carving, is exactly the same as the coffin described in the scriptures.

It has been five years since he traveled to this world, and in the past five years, Ji Yun has been exploring the secrets in the dark coffin every day.

Whether it is dripping blood to confess the Lord, spiritual communication, or burying in the soil and flooding, freezing and burning, or even violent destruction, the result is nothing.

But Ji Yun knew that this coffin must be extraordinary, after all, it was something that brought him into this world, how could it be a mortal thing?

In the end, Ji Yun, who had just begun to practice, instilled the spiritual power that had been condensed in his body into the coffin.

But he was surprised to find that this thing could really absorb spiritual power.

This indoctrination is a full five years.

And as a result, there is still nothing.

In the past five years, Ji Yun has spent all his hard work condensing spiritual power on this coffin, causing his cultivation to have been stagnant, and he has not entered the door of cultivation, and he is regarded as a waste.

It's just that he is a human being in two lives, Ji Yun is far more mature than his peers, and he doesn't care what others think of him.

Moreover, if the black coffin in your hand is really a burial coffin, then it is worth paying more.

Moreover, Ji Yun's talent is amazing, if he wants to break through, he can draw qi into his body at any time, break through to the Gathering Spirit Realm, and enter the door of cultivation.

It's just that he doesn't want to do it.

First, the Gathering Spirit Realm needs to incorporate spiritual power into the body and nourish the body, so that the spiritual power that can be exported to the coffin will be far inferior to the Tempered Body Realm.

Second, the scroll in Ji Yun's hand records that before the age of sixteen, it is the time to lay the foundation, and breaking through after the age of sixteen can make the foundation more solid.

Of course, few people will believe such statements.

In today's world, a person's aptitude is only measured by the speed of their cultivation.

A person who fails to break through to the Gathering Spirit Realm at the age of sixteen will only be treated as waste and spurned by others.

However, Ji Yun believes that if he breaks through after the age of sixteen, he will be better for himself.

For this scroll appeared with the black coffin, and that was enough.

It's just a pity that in the past five years, Ji Yun has learned nothing.

Now, even Ji Yun is a little bottomless in his heart.

"Is this really just an ordinary coffin?"

"It's all just a coincidence?"

Knock Knock –

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and an old voice came.

"Young Master, Elder Nangong of the Cloud Sword Sect is here!"

Ji Yun was stunned, Elder Nangong is here?

"Next month is the end of the Academy's teaching, and when the sect recruits new disciples in a unified manner, why did he come early?"

"By the way, tomorrow is my birthday, and he came over early, and he must have come to celebrate for me. ”

"Well, as soon as my birthday passes, I will draw my qi into my body and officially step into the door of cultivation, and I can't let him down. ”

Ji Yun understood that as soon as the age of sixteen passed, he had to seize the time to practice and could no longer lag behind.

He had to break through, and he couldn't pin all his hopes on the coffin that he couldn't see through.

After all, people have to rely on themselves, not external objects.

Shaking his head, Ji Yun got up and opened the door.

Putting away the pitch-black coffin and opening the door, Ji Yun saw Uncle Zhao who was a little anxious.

"Young Master, Elder Nangong has been waiting for a long time, let's go quickly!"

"Hmm. Ji Yun nodded and walked towards the hall.

As soon as he arrived at the hall, Ji Yun saw his father, who was a little rickety, and Nangong Li, a white-haired old man with an arrogant demeanor on the side.

Nangong stood beside her, a girl in a blue silk dress.

That is Nangong Li's granddaughter, Nangong Ling.

At this moment, his father Ji Mo was talking to Nangong with a flattering face.

However, Nangong Li didn't pay much attention to Ji Mo, and there was even obvious impatience in his eyes.

At this time, Ji Mo saw Ji Yun coming, and hurriedly blamed: "Yun'er, why don't you hurry up and come over to salute your Nangong Master and Senior Sister Ling'er!"

Ji Yun nodded, stepped forward, and was about to salute, but was stopped by Nangong Li waving his hand.

"This gift is better waived. Nangong said expressionlessly.

Ji Yunmei was stunned, a little puzzled.

"...... this?" Ji Mo was also stunned, and looked at Nangong Li suspiciously.

Nangong Li had a calm face and said coldly: "I just told you so much, I think you know how much the old man is coming, right?"

Ji Mo's body stiffened, his face turned a little pale, although he had a little guess, but he still didn't give up: "Please also ask Elder Nangong to make it clear." ”

Nangong Li frowned, turned around and looked at Ji Yun coldly: "Ji Yun, you still haven't broken through in your cultivation, right?"

Ji Yun nodded and didn't say much.

Hearing this, Ji Mo was struck by lightning, and his face turned pale: "So Elder Nangong is here to ......"

He couldn't say the last few words.

Nangong Li nodded and said indifferently: "That's right, your son's cultivation has not broken through the slightest point in the past five years, and the old man naturally can't take him into the door." ”

After a pause, Nangong Li continued: "Of course, this is also the meaning of the sect, the old man came today to clarify this matter, so as not to leave you with unrealistic illusions." ”

"Hehe, at the age of sixteen, I am still in the Tempered Body Realm, and I still want to enter the Cloud Sword Sect to cultivate, it's a dream!"

Nangong Ling on the side also sneered, looking at Ji Yun with disgust.

What she looks down on the most is waste.

Hearing this, Ji Mo's body trembled, and he felt that his body instantly became cold, and he said unwillingly: "But it was Elder Nangong who proposed to collect Yun'er as an apprentice......

The Cloud Sword Sect is one of the top sects in Southern Chu, and entering it has a bright future.

Now that the Ji family has declined, he Ji Mo has no ability, so he naturally doesn't want his son to be like him and do nothing for a lifetime.

Hearing Ji Mo's words, Nangong Li's face turned pale, and he shouted: "Presumptuous! The old man said that if he didn't accept it, he wouldn't accept it!"

When it comes to collecting waste as a treasure, he has been ridiculed by his peers.

"Elder Nangong, is there really no room for redemption?" Ji Mo clenched his fists, his nails piercing into his flesh without realizing it.

"Ling'er, let's go back. Nangong turned around expressionlessly.

"Elder Nangong!" Seeing this, Ji Mo was in a hurry, and grabbed Nangong Li's sleeve.

Nangong Li frowned and turned around.

"Please, as long as you take Yun'er as an apprentice, Ji Mo is willing to make you a cow and a horse!"

"No need!" Nangong was unmoved.

Ji Mo's complexion changed, his eyes were red, he gritted his teeth, trembled his body and bent his knees down.

Although a man has gold under his knees, for the sake of his son's future, he Mo Feng can not even want his life, what is the dignity of mere dignity?

It's just that the next moment, Ji Mo found that he was held by a pair of powerful big hands, and his knees couldn't bend down, and when he looked up, he was stunned and said, "Yun'er, you ......"

"Father, he is not worthy. ”