There was nothing in the cave, except for the crystal coffin in the middle, which was the cold and cold long sword on the stone platform in the innermost, which seemed empty.

Su Fu was a little surprised, he just saw the crystal coffin, and he still said in his heart, it turned out that the predecessor had already prepared a coffin for himself, but the first thing the old man said when he entered the cave was that Su Fu directly stood upside down.

"Walk in. ”

The old man smiled kindly, not in the slightest sense of joking.

Su Fudang was stunned, thinking that this old man would not let me come to his funeral, and suddenly felt that his scalp exploded, Su Fu was silent for a while, and then he said hesitantly: "Before...... Senior, you're not kidding. ”

"Certainly not kidding. ”

Saying that, before Su Fu could react, the old man slapped Su Fu directly on the back, and was amused by Su Fu's thoughts, and laughed and said, "I've been dead for so many years, what are you doing with a junior to accompany the funeral?"

Under the tremendous force, Su Fu's body flew up lightly, went with the wind, and fell directly into the crystal coffin.

In a hurry, Su Fu was a little shocked, and was about to sit up strugglingly, but unexpectedly, the old man's sleeve robe waved and the coffin lid was closed first.

Falling into it, Su Fu hurriedly looked around, but found that the inside of the crystal coffin was huge, and it could even accommodate five or six people at the same time, far from being as narrow as it looked from the outside, like an enlarged version of the space magic weapon.

Su Fu was puzzled, and then knocked the crystal coffin, through the transparent coffin lid, he frowned at the old man, and asked, "Senior, what do you mean by this?"

The old man stroked the white beard on his chest, smiled more and more brightly, looked at Su Fu and said: "I am three hundred and sixty-one years old Yuan Shen out of body as an entity, enter the realm of contemplation, and at the age of four hundred and ninety-five, I have reached the taboo and entered the realm of contemplation of the Great Perfection. After thousands of years, I continued to follow the path of asking the heavens, and most of my life was struggling to seek the legendary extreme realm, but I was poor all my life, and when my life was exhausted, I never really understood the legendary great freedom, entered the extreme realm, and became a god. ”

"I left with regrets, so leaving this obsession in the world is waiting for someone who can get the inheritance. ”

"You stumbled into my hermitage by mistake, it is because, you are willing to collect my body for no reason, this is fate, your heart is like this, you are not humble or arrogant, your heart is peaceful, and you will definitely walk on the top of this continent in the future, seeking true freedom. ”

"And I will pass on my lifelong understanding and cultivation to you, hoping that you will take my unfulfilled long-cherished wish to go to the future, seek great freedom, enter the real extreme realm, and help me see what is outside this world. ”

"Then, I will not be wronged in my life, even if I die, I can get a good disciple. ”

As he spoke, a gust of wind blew in the cave, and the old man's long hair and clothes moved with the wind.

The old man looked down at Su Fu, his face was kind, his arms were outstretched, his clothes fluttering, and when his body slowly rose into the air, he had the momentum of a fairy wind and bones.

The old man stretched out his hand and pointed at the crystal coffin, and the long sword standing on the high platform immediately flew out with a clear whistle, as if in response to its former owner.

This is a real fairy sword!

At this moment, the wind and clouds were stirring, and all the beasts in Cangnan Mountain were subjugated to the powerful and majestic momentum.

The light poured down like a torrent, and the Honghu empowerment poured all over the crystal coffin.

Buzz!

Su Fu's eyes widened, like a torrent flowing into his body, and at that moment, he only felt that his head was about to explode.

With a plop, Su Fu rolled around in the crystal coffin, he pinched his neck, his face was flushed, and a wave of Haoran power was entering his body through the conduction of the crystal coffin.

The old man has passed away, and that power is ownerless, rampaging through his body, and he doesn't want to surrender to Su Fu's weak body at this time.

The power is extremely violent, and it is not something that Su Fu can directly absorb today.

If you compare it, it is like a very small wooden barrel, suddenly pouring tons of water in, if you can't make good use of these water sources or vent them, then the barrel will soon be blown apart.

Just like Su Fu at this time, his body was weak and his dantian was narrow, and it was impossible to accommodate such a majestic power in a short moment!

If you forcibly absorb it without thinking, I'm afraid that you will also explode and die.

But in an instant, under the surge of that power, the tendons and veins in Su Fu's body were tormented and twisted.

A few seconds later, the power of the Berserk used Su Fu's dantian as a battlefield and began to send a violent impact towards Su Fu's body.

Soon, the incomparably powerful power directly collapsed many cracks in the slender meridians in Su Fu's body.

It seemed that if that power was not vented again, his meridians would soon be shattered.

The old man who fell back to the ground was a lot more depressed, and muttered to himself with a solemn expression: "I hope I didn't see the wrong person......"

Su Fu's expression was painful, and he only felt that his stomach was tumbling, and he was as hot as fire.

It didn't take long for Su Fu's whole body to turn red, like a piece of iron that had been burned red.

He rolled in the crystal coffin, and soon there were sparks in the crystal coffin, which was the breath revealed from Su Fu's breath.

Soon, the clothes on Su Fu's body were directly burned to ashes by the high temperature, naked.

Haoran's power traveled through the veins, like a river after a rainstorm, and the water was fierce.

Su Fu felt that every pore of himself was breathing fire, and he might burn himself to ashes in the next second.

Immediately after, Su Fu screamed miserably and hit the wall of the crystal coffin, and the skin on the surface of his body began to fall off in large pieces, and he felt that he would become a piece of cooked barbecue meat in the next second.

The old man muttered: "Young man, you have to come on, I can feel the breath of peerless swordsmanship in your body, if you can't even stand this setback, then you are not a qualified sword cultivator." ”

"Cultivating the path and quenching the body is to survive in purgatory, and the calamities you will face in the future are far more terrifying than this. ”

A word woke up the person in the dream, and when he heard this, Su Fu suddenly opened his eyes, and it seemed that his eyes were spewing fire: "Yes, I still have the magical power left by my father!"

At this time, Su Fu's countless thoughts went directly towards the sword-shaped rune in his palm.

At the same time, he had no choice but to use his own exercises, as if he were dealing with those heaven and earth vitality on weekdays, forcibly operating this violent power and then turning it into his own cultivation power and merging it into the sea of qi.

Thinking of it, Su Fu endured the severe pain in his body, forcibly kept his consciousness calm, and began to use the power of cultivation in his body with difficulty, and then pulled those extremely violent powers to the place where the sword-shaped runes in his palm were.

The light in Su Fu's palm suddenly lit up!