Fei Min, who was originally resolute and upright, like a sword out of the sheath, was full of panic in his eyes at the moment.

His expression was distorted with fear, and his eyes were sloppy, "I see, I ...... I've been dead for a long time!"

"No, from the moment I became an immortal, I was already dead!"

"What gets, what becomes an immortal, what immortal world...... Ahh

Fei Min let out a miserable howl, bleeding from the gap between his ears, "Cheng Xian is fake! You must not set foot in the immortal gate, and you must not become an immortal!"

"The fairy world is dead, the Taoism is chaotic, people will not be human, the evil ghosts are wailing, I am so miserable......

With a howl, Fei Min's soul disappeared completely.

I thought Fei Min was just killed by accident and never thought it would be like this!

Is the fairy world fake? Fei Min has been dead since the moment he became an immortal?

If so, where does this small world come from?

This cave world, wasn't it Fei Min who got it from the fairy world?

Is it Fei Min's remnant soul memory is confused, or is there two different Fei Min in this world?

What worries me the most is that since there is an accident in the fairy world, how is Fuso doing now!?

The cave shook even harder, and Murphy flew by, grabbing the seven-star life-sustaining lamp.

Sun Mingjin tugged at my arm, "Big brother, let's go!"

The two of them dragged me, who was lost and depressed, looking around for an exit to escape.

But we were teleported from another world, and there was an exit from there.

Seeing that the cavern was seeping water, and the ground was starting to flow upwards, I guessed that this was one of the branches of the underground river last time.

If you follow the dark river, you will be able to escape and ascend to heaven.

I didn't have time to think about it now, so I hurriedly shouted, "Duck into the coffin first, and this place will be completely washed away by the water!"

The coffin was opened, and one of Fei Min's clothes was placed inside.

Sun Mingjin was a little dumbfounded, "What about the corpse?"

"Nonsense. Fei Min flew away, and of course there was only a mound of clothes."

The huge bronze coffin was more than enough for the three of us.

At the moment of drilling, Sun Mingjin picked up the coffin lid and snapped it on.

Soon, the bronze coffin began to sway around, and the three of us held hands and feet on one end of the coffin, barely being bumped around.

In the darkness, my mind was a little chaotic.

Fei Min died in the fairy world, and his description of the fairy world made people feel even more creepy.

Fortunately, Fuso and I have a sense of each other.

I could sense that she was still alive now, and as for the more specific things, I didn't know.

There is no way, if you want to know the situation of Fusang, you can only set foot in the fairy world one day.

The bronze coffin shook violently for about twenty minutes, and gradually stabilized.

I tried to push the lid of the coffin, but there was no water pressure on it, and I easily pushed open a gap.

The last time I went to the grave, I probably left a shadow on Murphy.

She grabbed my arm in horror, "Bastard, are you going to drown us?"

"There's no water up there, don't believe it."

I kicked on the lid of the coffin, and the lid of the coffin was completely lifted, and we were in the middle of a river, and the water flowed quietly around us.

Sun Mingjin jumped out of the bronze coffin and lay on the grass by the river, gasping for breath in comfort.

"It's nice to be alive!"

Goodbye blue sky and white clouds, danger is far away from us, and I am also comfortable lying with Murphy and Sun Mingjin.

yes, it's nice to be alive.

As long as you live well, there is hope for everything.

Whether it's looking for my parents, grandfather, or finally going to the fairy world to find Fusang, as long as I'm still on the road, it's not too soon.

After resting quietly for a while, Murphy and Sun Mingjin fell asleep.

I looked over and sat up, took out the Seven Star Life-Sustaining Lamp that I had just excavated, and carefully stroked its exquisite lines.

The lamp was well preserved, and the Purple Flame above it was still burning.

I swallowed one bite at a time, and the flames in the dantian became a little stronger.

Next, it is to look for the fourth seven-star life-sustaining lamp.

I took out the other two and put them together with the third light, expecting a map of the whereabouts of the fourth light to emerge......