"Whew!"

With a heavy breath, Yi Yang sat down.

Big eyes looked around the stone hall, because the atmosphere was tight before, he didn't look around carefully, but now that he has free time, he can take a good look.

After sweeping around, his eyes stayed in a corner of the stone hall, and he suddenly found that there seemed to be something placed there, as if it was faintly emitting light, this thing was neither high nor wide, and it felt very much like a coffin.

Why didn't Yi Yang find out about this situation before, and in an instant, he became a little nervous.

"Could it be the place where Mo Yan sleeps?"

With a muttering sound, Yi Yang began to frown, and after a while, he slowly got up again, and he wanted to go over and find out.

With heavy steps, one step at a time, I walked forward.

"It's such a hard stone slab, and the materials used in the main hall are different!"

Looking down at the slate under his feet, Yi Yang couldn't help but sigh, under ten times the gravity, it stands to reason that every footprint of Yi Yang should sink, but because the slate is strong, there is no ripple.

The stone hall is very large, and the things placed in it are also uneven, but even so, those things in the corners of the stone hall are still stable, out of the mud and not stained.

"Is this thing here for a long time? Is it because I was too nervous to see it..."

When the words fell, Yi Yang had slowly come to the corner of the stone hall, and when he saw the objects placed in front of him, his expression suddenly changed greatly, and his feet were almost chaotic.

This is really a coffin, the color of the coffin is dark red, and ancient characters are engraved on the periphery of the coffin, but no matter how Yi Yang looks at it, he can't understand the meaning of the characters.

"Senior Brother Mo Yan, are you really sleeping inside?" Yi Yang asked himself with a frown after observing for a while, he was quite curious in his heart.

Indeed, the only thing in the stone hall that could make Yi Yang curious was it.

Touching the wooden coffin, Yi Yang couldn't help but purse his lips, he knew that the material of this thing was extremely precious.

"Xuanhong Shenmu!"

This kind of thing is too rare, it is said that only the peak powerhouse can enjoy this kind of treatment after death, even if it is a powerful sect like Yuanzong, all the wealth in it is not as good as this Xuanhong Shenmu, this degree of preciousness can be imagined.

However, Senior Brother Yanmen can enjoy this kind of treatment, no wonder the senior of Yanmen before would say that this Senior Brother Mo Yan has many treasures.

Xuanhong Shenmu, the biggest effect, may be something that the peak powerhouse will be excited to see it.

After death, the soul will be scattered, and this thing, if the deceased can rest in peace, will retain a little soul, and when the time is ripe, it will break out of the cocoon into a butterfly and come back to life.

This thing is too precious and too terrifying, and it is not something that ordinary people can control, however, today Yi Yang saw it, and it was right in front of his eyes.

"Whew!"

Taking a deep breath, Yi Yang's greatly changed face finally calmed down, and his eyes looked at the coffin in front of him, his palms were full of his own sweat.

Raising his hand again, he wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead, and at this moment Yi Yang was uneasy in his heart.

He was thinking, if the things in the coffin suddenly appeared, what kind of situation would it be, would he kill himself, he was thinking, if there was no one in the coffin at this moment, what would it be like?

Senior Brother Yanmen, Mo Yan, who is also a powerful man? Why can he get such a rare treasure, is it because of this that he was destroyed?

His eyes were still staring at the coffin in front of him, and he didn't dare to move at all.

At this moment, Yi Yang suddenly found that around the coffin, there seemed to be some dark red turbid qi slightly emerging.

"Not good!"

Yi Yang regressed step by step, he was worried that the dark red qi that came out of this was poisonous.

After a few steps back, he almost fell, trying to calm the fear in his heart, Yi Yang finally stood firm.

The rise and fall of his chest gradually stabilized, and he found that he was overly nervous, and although the breath was cloudy, it was not poisonous gas.

"Hey, I'm too nervous..."The beads of sweat on the little face were already dripping down at this moment.

A few steps forward, the quiet stone hall made a rustling sound due to the friction between Yi Yang's feet and the stone slab, and then came to the coffin, Yi Yang continued to do a lot.

"Senior Mo Yan, excuse me, I hope there is a spirit in the heavens, if you are really alive, you can be able to pass the power of Zhenyan Gate!" Yi Yang first clenched his fists, then bent down and bowed to the coffin.

Yi Yang's words echoed in the empty stone hall, listening to his own voice, Yi Yang couldn't help but smile slightly, in fact, he was also cheering for himself, after all, this kind of thing has never been encountered, and he can only use his own voice to cheer himself up.

Because he was quite curious about what was inside the coffin, Yi Yang still decided to find out, if no one used this thing, then he would make a lot of money, so, with such a thought, Yi Yang acted.

Gently knocked on the coffin a few times, pressed against his face, and listened with his ears to see if this thing was hollow or solid wood.

"Bang bang bang!"

The sound was like a steel ball falling on the wood, a little crisp and a little heavy, but under Yi Yang's listening, he still heard some doorways.

"It's hollow!"

Yi Yang was pleasantly surprised at first, and then raised his head, and couldn't wait to rub his little hands, ready to open the unmanned coffin.

"It may be that Mo Yan's predecessor was killed by a foreign race before he had time to use it...", muttering to himself, and then, Yi Yang put his hands on the end of the coffin, ready to pull the lid of the coffin.

It seems that Yi Yang has picked up a good treasure this time, think about it, how precious this kind of treasure is, it can make the dead phoenix nirvana reborn, and if you take it out, how big a storm will it be?

"Shhh

The coffin was quite heavy, and under the laborious pull of both hands, a gap finally appeared, but the gap was too small, the situation inside was difficult to see, and Yi Yang, who was a body, was difficult to shake, and by virtue of this, he could know the preciousness of this thing.

Yi Yang was shocked, and after some exertion, the coffin still did not move.

"It's too heavy!"

Exhaling a heavy breath of turbid air, Yi Yang prepared to continue pulling.

After a while, Yi Yang finally pulled out a gap, he gasped, and lay on the ground, thinking that he was extremely tired.

"Hey, this thing is too heavy, how can I take it out!" smiled bitterly, he didn't have a treasure to hold the object, if he only relied on manpower, it would be too difficult.

"Go back and go out, you must find a treasure that holds objects..."muttered, Yi Yang got up again.

Standing up slowly, Yi Yang first shook his sore arm, and then lowered his head to look into the coffin.

However, at the moment when he just looked down, the whole person's face turned pale in an instant, his eyes were staring, and his pupils were dilated rapidly.

What caused Yi Yang's shocked look this time?

I saw that Yi Yang's face was pale at this time, tears actually slipped quietly from the corners of his eyes, his fingertips were trembling slightly, and the whole person was even more stunned in place.

"Mother!"

Yi Yang roared violently, and the scene in front of him made his whole person collapse, and his inner emotions were like a mountain collapsing.

"No!"

Tears welled up in his eyes, he couldn't accept this scene, he was ecstatic, thinking that he had picked up a treasure this time, but this was the case.

The moment his mother was suppressed, he remembered it vividly, and he had already imprinted his mother's face deeply in his mind.

He knew that when he saw the sleeping man in the coffin for the first time, he knew that it was his mother.

Xuanhong Shenmu was actually prepared for his mother, and he actually resurrected his mother, why did his mother appear in the tomb of Yanmen, all of this is too incredible, but there is no reason to explain all this.

"Why, my mother died..."

Yi Yang was close to collapse at the moment, and the source of his power for revenge was to go to the clan to rescue his mother, but now there was nothing.

Pale and weak, Yi Yang fell down heavily, and said weakly in his mouth: "God, you are so ruthless..."

Thinking of my mother lying peacefully in the coffin, everything was so ridiculous.

"Why, why the hell? Why is my mother in the Xuanhong Sinking Wood, what is the relationship between Yanmen and my mother, who can tell me!" A terrible roar.

"I actually destroyed my mother's only chance to survive, I should die..."With a miserable smile, Yi Yang's heart was like ashes, and immediately, he slowly raised his hand, ready to slash at his eyebrows.