"Since you are so curious, then I am giving you a hint, are you still confused, a thousand years ago, who passed on the plan of the Lotus Sect to you?"

As soon as these words came out, the Black Locust Emperor was really taken aback, he did not mention the secret delivery of the jade silk back then, but his eyes were fixed, and he asked instead: "Do you know the plan of the Lotus Sect?!!

With a wicked smile on his face, the Sage ignored his words, instead turned around and slowly walked away.

"What the hell is your plot?" the Black Locust Emperor shouted angrily.

However, the Sage still let out a faint smile, only shook his head slightly, and did not stop.

Soon, he came to the vicinity of the Black Locust Swarm, and at this moment, the Black Locust Emperor's words came from his side again, but this time it was bland, "If you tell me this, aren't you afraid that I will go back and tell those people in the Lotus Sect, and you won't be afraid to terminate this plan?"

The Sage stopped, looking at the swarm of black locusts that were constantly pressing down in front of him, and a gust of wind blew the poisonous miasma on his body through the crowded locusts, but he didn't care at all.

After a moment, a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he replied meaningfully: "The Lotus Sect will not stop this plan, and you will not!"

As he spoke, he looked sideways at the Black Locust Emperor, still with that weird smile on his face.

And at this moment, the ice crystals beside the Sage suddenly burst out with an extreme light, illuminating the dim environment that was originally hidden by the black locust swarm.

The seemingly fragile ice crystals burst through the air with an unstoppable momentum, breaking through a large hole in the encirclement in just a moment, and thousands of poisonous locusts were wiped out in an instant.

Seeing this, the Black Locust Emperor did not respond, but let him leave.

Only a moment later, the Sage's figure vanished from his vision, and his heart was as uncertain as the swarm of locusts around him.

He knew in his heart that this Sage was by no means an ordinary person, and now it seemed that perhaps before him, even before the Lotus Sect planned all this, he had begun to set his eyes on all of this.

Perhaps everything in the past thousands of years, especially since the turmoil that threatened the foundation of Xinyao, everything has been under the control of this person.

It's just that he knows better that there is no going back to all this, and no matter what, this plan must be implemented! He wants to witness the birth of the strongest warrior in the world!

Three days later, in the southwest of the closed continent, there was a Yizhuang, in which countless coffins were placed, and of course, some corpses that had just died.

These people are mortal people, and their bodies should have been placed in coffins after death, but because their families were poor and could not afford to buy coffins, they could only be temporarily stored in this righteous village to do things at the right time.

Few people come to this place, not to mention its cold and terrifying environment, but the smell of decay that comes out of it makes people unbearable, and at ordinary times, as long as the coffin bearer carries the corpse or coffin here, he will leave immediately, and he does not want to stay for a moment.

However, today, after placing the coffin, these corpse bearers did not choose to leave, but pointed at a coffin on the periphery of Yizhuang, and there were many discussions, but no one dared to approach.

And with the passage of time, after a few hours, dozens of people have gathered, all of whom are mortal people, and the coffin bearers responsible for collecting the corpses.

"Old Li Tou, I have carried the coffin for decades, and I have never seen such a strange thing, have you ever heard of it, will this coffin still be hot?"

One of the old men, who was about sixty years old, wondered, his eyes first at the coffin in front of him, and then at the old man his age beside him.

The old man also looked confused, shook his head and said, "I've never met it either." ”

Then he looked at a few people beside him and asked, "Old Wangtou, the coffins in the nearby ten miles and eight villages were all made by you, did you use any special materials?"

When those people heard this, they looked at each other, and then they all replied with certainty: "The wood we used to build the coffin is all taken from Erlang Mountain behind the village, which has never changed in the past few decades, all of them are ordinary trees, where are there any special materials." ”

"Then this is strange, since it is not the problem of the coffin itself, then there is only one possibility. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone understood the meaning, and suddenly a chill rose from their backs.

"You mean that the heat is coming from the corpse inside the coffin?" someone cracked the secret, while everyone subconsciously took a few steps back, something like this they had never encountered in their lives.

The sunlight shines, but it cannot penetrate the solemnity hidden in the Yizhuang, this area is covered with dead air all year round, rejecting all life and light.

However, at this moment, the originally cold and strange Yizhuang exuded a scorching breath, dispelling this coldness, but it could not dispel the haze shrouded in people's hearts.

The coffin bearers hesitated, horrified, but not far away driven by curiosity.

And most importantly, they are responsible for the removal of the corpses inside, and if they do not move, the corpses will rot, so that they will not only not be paid, but will be blamed by the dealer.

However, at this moment, several figures crossed the sky, and when those mortals saw this, they hurriedly shouted loudly as if they had met a savior.

After hesitating for a moment, those cultivators still came down and came to the outside of Yizhuang.

Seeing this, the mortals hurriedly rushed forward, but before they could speak, the attention of the cultivators was attracted by a coffin in the village.

These cultivators were all dressed in ordinary clothes, and the cultivation on their bodies was only at the peak of the Xuan Realm, and they had not yet entered the third step of the illusion realm.

It's just that they are all disciples of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, and the Ten Thousand Poison Sect has always been low-key, never revealing their identities in front of outsiders, and only using their natal supernatural powers when they are in danger, attacking with poison, and winning by surprise.

"Senior brother, do you feel that there is something strange about the aura coming from this coffin?" one of them pointed to the coffin and said to the person at the head.

The person at the head is the one who has the highest cultivation and the greatest rank among them, and his name is Marriott.

He looked at the coffin, frowned slightly, and said slowly: "This breath is indeed somewhat familiar, but I can't remember it for a while." ”

Several of them looked at each other, and they didn't have a clue for a while, but they could clearly feel the strong fluctuations and abundant spiritual power coming from the coffin, so they didn't dare to act rashly.

"When did you find this coffin?" another disciple of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect asked the people.

Everyone thought for a moment, and then the three of them replied together: "This coffin was brought over by a few of us from other places three days ago, and it was ordered by a rich and noble family in the town. But I didn't expect to see this horrific scene when I came today. ”

ps: Two thousand a day during the small long holiday, it is the start of work after the holiday, keep two watches, I wish all the friends a happy new year, all the best!!