Chapter 130: The Coffin

The point of light spread out a way, and from the inside of the thirty-three halls, a loud voice rang out in everyone's ears.

"Master went in first. ”

The little turtle turned his head to Mu Chen and the others and said, quickly rushed to the door of the temple, the thick demonic aura condensed into a hand, pushed the door open, and suddenly, a thick atmosphere of vicissitudes of time came out from the inside.

There was chaos, and people looked forward to it, but they could only see a haze.

Then, the little turtle quickly burrowed into the last hall, and the gate closed, and the light floated, moving with it, reappearing in front of the gate, blocking the others from here.

"That turtle... Got in. ”

"So it is so, pray and pay homage before you can enter the temple, and the Holy Majesty shall not be violated. ”

When everyone came to their senses and understood this, in an instant, they rushed to the door of the temple and began to pray and pray sincerely for the holy bones.

"Enter!"

Ding, in the midst of a prayer, the light scattered to the side, making way for a way, and the light on the door turned, and a shout rang out.

The next moment, people swarmed up, pushed open the temple door, and everyone submerged into the thirty-three halls.

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brush, the figure flickered, and then, Mu Chen and the others also followed the large army into the thirty-three halls, raising their eyes and looking around.

Several huge night pearls are inlaid all around, illuminating this place, which is a huge cave kiln, which can accommodate tens of thousands of people without feeling crowded, very empty, and there are water dripping on the wall, refreshing and reverberating.

"Look, there's a coffin!" exclaimed one, pointing to the high platform above.

On the high platform not far away, there is an ancient coffin horizontally, several meters long and wide, engraved with flowers, birds, fish and insects, as well as various scenes of ancient times, as if telling something, there is a faint trend revealed, surrounded by a simple atmosphere.

"There's a tombstone here. Another person said, pointing to the side, a ten-meter-high monument stands, as if it has existed since ancient times, there is a rhyme in the air, and the big red font on it is outlined, which is very conspicuous.

Sun Wu!

There are only two big characters engraved on the big stele, although there are no other words, but the majesty is fully displayed, as if the sky is carved up, pointing out the identity of the owner of this place.

"It's actually him, the legendary grandson of a generation, the first person other than immortals!"

"It's amazing, I didn't expect this to be the burial ground of the ancestors, it's too dreamy. ”

"The gods of the sky, the name has been passed down through the ages, this is a legend that cannot be surpassed!"

People exclaimed, lost their voices, Sun Wu, is a god in ancient times, and is also respected as Sun Tzu, Sun Wuzi, the saint of soldiers, is the teacher of the hundred generations of soldiers, the originator of the way of soldiers.

Shocking, these two words represent too much, who in the world does not know its name, even in ancient times, the stars are bright, but this person is definitely the most dazzling one, leaving countless legends, a great life, a real man who stands up to the sky.

"Reading thousands of books at the age of ten, becoming a king at the age of fifteen, obtaining the throne at the age of thirty, entering the ranks of honorable at the age of less than 100, and being holy at the age of more than 100, this is the life of the grandson."

"The ancestor of the peerless soldiers, when he was young, he led 30,000 soldiers and horses to defeat the enemy's 600,000 army, and drew an unsurpassed glory in the history books. ”

"Born in heaven, creating all the people, holding a million armies, and ruling the ups and downs of a lifetime, it is a pity that he died young, otherwise he would have become an immortal!"

Some people sighed, aroused everyone's thoughts, Sun Tzu's life is brilliant, he is definitely a peerless genius, he has the ability to dominate the world at a young age, and looks down on the Eight Desolations.

And in that era, everyone thought that he could definitely become an immortal, rush out of this world, and continue to write glory.

"It is said that the grandson's death is very strange." An old man squinted, stared at the tombstone, and said, "It should be said that he and his wife, Our Lady, died very strangely. ”

"They died one after another, they fell in the same place, and there was a mourning at that time, which is a manifestation of the great compassion of the heavens, that is, in fact, they died unjustly... He was assassinated. ”

"Pull on you, it's clear that when the Holy Mother destroyed the spirit, he accidentally went to a ghost and god burial place, but he fell there, and his grandson also entered the ghost and god burial place in order to avenge his great revenge, but he was also killed in a battle. On the side, someone scoffed, refuting the former's claim.

The old man glanced at him meaningfully, and said: "They all went to a terrible place, but I dare to say that my grandson was definitely not killed in battle, I once looked through a remnant book, which clearly wrote that Sun Tzu had insight into a great secret of heaven and earth, so he was robbed and assassinated." ”

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The crowd gathered, spoke one after another, you and I said a word, and gradually set aside the life of the grandson, patchwork, all kinds of secrets were combined together, everyone was sighing, and the respect for the grandson was more than in the past.

Mu Chen was silent, quietly looking at the ancient coffin, he knew more about his grandson than others, and his grandson's death must be related to the place where Our Lady went, which contained the great secrets of heaven and earth, as well as great terror, and even made the two saints feel powerless.

Then, the little turtle returned to everyone's side, looked frightened, and said, "It's not normal here..."

It was trembling, looking around in a panic, with a trilling tone in its tone, "When the master came in just now, I heard a sigh coming from inside the coffin, and it seemed to move a little, you say, he won't really be a corpse..."

The little turtle shrunk its little head with a panicked face, it was the first to come in, and it wanted to be the first to seize the opportunity. But just as it was about to rush to the high platform, a sigh resounded here, and the coffin was still shaking slightly, and suddenly the frightened little turtle's face turned white, and he didn't dare to move in the corner.

"You... It can't be misunderstood. ”

If this is true, then something terrible has definitely happened in the coffin, and it is very likely that something is wrong with the holy corpse.

"Do you think you could be wrong? It's true... There's really something in there, most likely ... Zombie!"

The little turtle was obviously frightened, hiding in the turtle shell and shivering, and in the same way, they were also a chill, and for those who had died for thousands of years, there was a great possibility of corpse transformation.

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Just as they were in shock and retreated to the end of the crowd, a young man from the Terran approached them and said, ", the coffin is not in the right place, the situation is not good." ”

"Who are you?" Mu Chen asked, looking warily at the man who suddenly appeared.

"Rub, I'm your Brother Chen, we beat up the Stygian Feather together, have you forgotten?" the man said, walking to the end of the crowd with everyone.

Then, when they came to the corner, the man rubbed his face with his hands, revealing his true face, which was Chen Zheng, one of the three evils.

"Understand, my brother was afraid of being recognized, you must know that I am alone, and there are a lot of helpers of the Styx Feather that we have beaten, if it is discovered, I will probably be beaten into slag. Chen Zheng smiled bitterly.

"Then why aren't you afraid now? believe it or not, you will still be beaten to slag when you are seen by Styx Feather. ”

", what am I afraid of when you come, don't talk about this. Chen Zheng waved his hand, his face instantly became serious, he glanced at the coffin strangely, and said: "If I say that the location of the coffin is the extreme yin point, you think about what kind of existence will lie inside." ”

Chen Zheng's expression was very strange, like the little turtle, looking around nervously, and his heart was very uneasy.

"What could it be?" asked Muchen.

"Nourished by Yin Qi for thousands of years, I estimate that the corpse should have been alive. ”