The loud noise was accompanied by debris, and the bronze coffin fell to the ground with a loud sound.

The fat man seemed to be frightened, and stood in place, looking dazed.

Hu and Shirley Yang hurriedly pulled him to a safe distance, dodged the air waves, and stood firm.

"Fatty!" Hu was furious when he saw this, "Quickly put the bronze mirror back!"

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Wang Fatzi looked confused, and didn't understand why Song Xing stopped him just now.

Song Xing stretched out his hand to take the bronze mirror from Wang Fatzi's hand, and looked at the violently trembling bronze coffin for a long time: "It's just a corpse, don't be afraid."

He was obviously more interested in the magic weapon in his hand that could suppress the corpse than the bronze coffin not far away.

"Master Song, if you don't suppress it, the zongzi inside will run out."

Wang Fatzi said a little anxiously.

As soon as the words fell, the bronze coffin lid was already rushed open by a huge force, and a withered arm suddenly grabbed the edge of the coffin board, and then a hideous and terrifying head came out.

This head is cone-shaped, the boss with an open mouth, a mouth full of fangs flashing cold, and a pair of blood-red eyes, revealing a murderous color.

The fat man gasped: "Why is this tomb of the king so evil, and there are monsters everywhere?"

The zombie crawled out of the coffin, first glanced around the crowd, and then rushed towards the four of them, with a fishy smell.

"Is there only such a level of evolution after 2,000 years of evolution?"

Song Xing's somewhat disappointed voice sounded in Hu's ears, and then he seemed to see the fire.

On Song Xing's right hand, a raging flame really ignited, and then this flame broke away from his palm and flew towards the corpse-transformed zongzi in the bronze coffin.

After the flame gets on the zongzi, it swallows it instantly.

A terrible, piercing roar echoed through the tomb.

When the fire dissipated, there was nothing unusual left on the ground.

"This ......" Hu was a little shocked, "this is the legendary Samadhi True Fire that can destroy zombies?"

Song Xingyu smiled and said, "It's just ordinary fire, I don't know any samadhi true fire. It's just a zombie, except for more strength, nothing special."

Hu Sanren thought of Song Xing's terrifying power that was not like a mortal, and they didn't feel strange about him solving this zongzi with one move.

Song Xing killed the zombie in the bronze coffin, as if he had pinched a bug to death, and he didn't look at it, but instead focused on the bronze mirror in his hand.

This mirror is not an ordinary copper, and judging by its material, it is actually the same material used in the outer Ascending Gate.

There are many mysterious symbols carved on it, and some mysterious patterns are drawn on the surface of the mirror.

Song Xing looked at it for a while and said, "This thing should be the bronze mirror of the magic weapon used by the king to suppress the main tomb, and there is a magic weapon to suppress it here, which means that this is not the tomb of the king and the king."

He looked at it, and then came to the side of the bronze coffin, slapped it with one palm, and the bronze coffin weighing thousands of catties flew out directly for dozens of meters, making Hu Sanren's eyelids jump.

Wang Fatzi was even thinking that even if the corpse of the king was dismembered into an immortal in this tomb, resurrected, or become a corpse king-like existence, he would not know whether it would be lucky or unfortunate to encounter the monster Song Xing.

The bronze coffin flew out, revealing the smashed floor below, and Hu stepped forward to shine a flashlight in surprise, and found that under the broken floor tiles, a space was exposed.

Under this floor tile, there is a hole in the sky.

The three of them stepped forward to pry open the floor tiles, and soon revealed a small hole, illuminated it with a flashlight, and found that there was another stone room below, and a sarcophagus was placed in the middle of the stone room, and many funeral vessels were placed outside the sarcophagus.

"The tomb within the tomb, is this the real tomb of the king?" Wang Fatzi looked at the sarcophagus and let out an excited cry.

"Not necessarily." Song Xing looked at the shape of the sarcophagus and said, "The shape of the coffin below looks like the ice on the bottom of the sea, it should be a ghost coffin made of blue stone essence rock, among Taoists, such a ghost coffin has always been to suppress evil ghosts or wicked people, and the king wants to ascend to become an immortal, how can it be buried here."

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The three of them jumped out of the cave and carefully opened the sarcophagus, and sure enough, they did not find any traces of the king's corpse, there was only a spliced corpse in it, and there were no burial goods.

"What is this dedication to the king, what are you doing with so many coffins, where is the real corpse?" Wang Fatzi looked at the sarcophagus and complained.

Song Xing looked around and said, "The situation is already very clear, and inside this coffin is the shadow bone combination of the three generations of the reincarnation of the king, the purpose of which is to meet the necessary conditions of the 'Three Lives and Three Prisons'."

The so-called "Tribulation of Three Lives and Three Prisons" refers to the need to go through extraordinary suffering and cultivation in order to attain the Tao and ascend to immortality, and the king knew that his cultivation in this life was not enough, so he found the corpses of three people who had been gouged out of their eyes, heart-digging and soul-snatching, and put them together and buried them in the bottom tomb that symbolized the underworld.

"If the lower layer represents the underworld, and the three coffins in the upper layer of the underworld represent the human world, it is inferred that the tomb should be divided into three layers: heaven, earth, and underworld, and the true body of the king should be buried in the topmost tomb, symbolizing the status of the heavenly realm."

Hu's eyes lit up, and he felt that Song Xing's analysis made sense, so the four of them returned to the tomb and came to the passage on the top floor.

I saw that this circular hollow is not high, and there are stone statues of the gods on both sides of the ring wall, as if they are looking down on the cave, and the magnificence is breathtaking.

The tomb passage is unfathomable, especially the dim light, which makes the stone statue's eyes green, which is particularly weird.

The fat man couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and asked in a low voice, "Master Song, do you think we can go to the end and see the true body of King Xian?"

Song Xing said firmly: "Of course you can, but where the king's body is sacrificed, there may be a means of defense."

After speaking, he took the lead in walking towards the tomb, and Wang Fatzi and Hu followed him closely.

On both sides of the passage were carved lifelike statues of the gods, which were intimidating, but Song Xing ignored them and walked slowly as if he were strolling in a leisurely garden.

"After 2,000 years, these statues have been well preserved, and it seems that we were the first people to enter the tomb for 2,000 years."

Song Xing's voice sounded in the empty passage, which lifted the spirits of Wang Fatzi and Hu.

After many tribulations, they finally got closer and closer to the true body of the king, and as long as they found the dust beads in the tomb of the king, the curse on their bodies would be lifted.

The passage was not long, and it soon came to an end, but at the end was the same stone wall, and on the whole wall was a larger statue of the god of the gods.

"Wrong?"

Wang Fatzi blinked suspiciously, and his eyes subconsciously looked at the statue of the gods.

Just as he was about to take a closer look at the statue of the stone wall, he suddenly found that the stone statue seemed to give life, and he stretched out a hand to choke his neck.

All of a sudden, Wang Fatzi suddenly felt unable to breathe, his eyes rolled white, and when he was about to die of anger, the golden light suddenly shone outside his body, and a talisman faintly appeared, pulling him out of the terrifying hallucination.

"Ahem, ahem, old Hu, don't look at the stone carving."

Wang Fatzi covered his throat and coughed desperately, and when he saw Hu coming to him, he hurriedly reminded.

"What's strange about this stone?" Hu also saw the vision on the fat man's body, and knew that it was the talisman drawn by Song Xing that saved the fat man just now, so he didn't dare to look at the stone wall, but just lowered his head and asked the fat man.

Song Xing didn't have any worries, and the moment he looked at the stone wall, the originally dead statue of the Heavenly God seemed to come to life, stretching out an arm and pinching his neck.

"Get out!"

The sound of explosion thunder sounded from Song Xing's mouth, instantly shaking the entire passage, and all the statues of the gods on the stone wall of the passage, with Song Xing's loud shout, all turned into dust and fell on the ground.

Looking at Wang Fatzi's heart-to-heart eyes, Song Xing said slowly, "It should be that some kind of hallucinogenic drug was smeared on the stone wall of the passage, and then countless were used to make people hallucinate when they saw the last stone sculpture, and die in the hallucination."

"Ahem, Master Song, you saved me again." Wang Fatzi gratefully bowed his hand to Song Xing.

The stone was shattered, and the traps laid by the king had failed, and Song Xing looked behind the stone wall, where a dressed female corpse was revealed.