Chapter 370: Raising Corpses

The ground completely collapsed and fell, and there were countless cracks that could lead to this cave, and in response to the appearance of them without makeup, Zhuge Buliang and the others did not show much surprise.

"Senior Brother Zhuge has met again. "Even if he is in danger, he still has a calm and breezy posture without makeup, and his gestures are elegant and plain.

"Yes. Zhuge Ming just nodded lightly and didn't say anything.

"It's really a narrow road!" Fei'er muttered in the back and said without makeup: "Senior Brother Zhuge , this cave is extraordinary, there may be many unknown dangers, why don't we join forces, maybe we can find the clues of Jiuding one step ahead of others." ”

For the words without makeup, Zhuge Buliang did not say anything, nor did he show any surprise. According to the temperament of a woman without makeup, it is strange that she does not try her best to win over and use a person with unpredictable strength like Zhuge Ming.

Zhuge Ming didn't speak, his eyes were deep, and he couldn't see any mood fluctuations, he sensed the aura emanating from the dragon spirit vein, and walked towards one of the forks. Zhuge Buliang and they followed silently behind them.

Su Yan glanced at the two women behind him and followed.

"Monkey, you will guard against this woman later, if you really find Jiuding, she will definitely take action. Zhuge Buliang secretly transmitted the sound to the monkey.

The cave was extremely dim, and they couldn't see their fingers, looking for the breath of the dragon's spiritual vein, they walked through the cave. The more they go inside, the more forks they will have, if it weren't for the breath of the dragon spirit vein as a guide, I'm afraid that Zhuge Buliang would really get lost here, and they would never find a way out.

Without taking a fork in the road, Zhuge Buliang would set a divine sense imprint on the surrounding walls, so that he could find the right way out when he came back.

"There won't be any yin spirit evil in this cave, right?" said a woman who followed behind Su Yan in a low voice, although they were all immortal cultivators, but out of the nature of women, they still had some fear of this kind of necromantic evil thing.

Su Yan made a silent gesture and quietly followed behind Zhuge Ming and Zhuge Buliang.

"Ah, what is that!" Suddenly, the woman behind her exclaimed.

I saw a black huddle in a dark corner, trembling, constantly twitching, holding his head in both hands, as if muttering: "God and Buddha bless, I don't want to die in this kind of place, the second master blesses, please point out a clear way, dad and mother don't want to die in this ghost place, you have a spirit and a corresponding word, and when the child goes out, I will definitely burn more paper money for you, the fairy Buddha blesses, the goddess blesses, the second master blesses, the father blesses ......"

Zhuge Buliang smiled, where is this yin spirit and evil thing, it is clearly a person. Maybe it was the cultivator above who didn't open his eyes and fell into the crack and fell into the cave.

"Hey, people in front, don't play tricks. Fei Erjiao shouted, picked up a stone and threw it over.

"Oh, who threw me away? Oh, the second master has appeared!" the man stood up excitedly. Only then did he notice the presence of a few people, and he prayed vigorously just now, but he didn't notice anyone coming.

"Phew, you rascal, who is your second uncle!" Fei'er scolded angrily.

"Hey, do you know me, how do you know that my name is Liu Mang?" The man said strangely: "It turns out that you are also cultivators, I thought that my second master had manifested his spirit!"

Zhuge Buliang's pupils shrank slightly, the name "Liu Mang" seemed to be very familiar, and he suddenly realized that in the Tianchi Secret Realm, the guy whose rogue style could be compared to Hua Yaoren seemed to be called Liu Mang. Now it seems that the two are undoubtedly the same person.

"Ignore him, let's go. Zhuge Buliang can be said to have no good impression of this person, if he hadn't shouted in the secret realm two years ago, he wouldn't have caused so much trouble to himself.

"Several, several, I'm a disciple of the King's Palace, let's take me for a ride. Liu Mang followed behind him and grinned loudly.

"Get out of the way, rascal!"

"Yes, yes, I am, I am!hey, hey, hey!" Liu Mang nodded and smiled.

"Get out!" Zhuge Buliang shouted directly, eager to go up and beat him up.

"Did I say brother? We have no relationship in the long term, and we have no enmity in the near future, do I have a grudge against you for killing your father or a hatred for taking your wife?" Liu Mang said with an innocent face.

"You continue to beg your second master to appear, don't follow us. Zhuge Buliang said, turned around and left.

"Ouch, you are my second uncle, as long as you can bring me out, I will call you a kiss uncle, uncle!" Liu Mang showed his rogue nature and stopped in front of Zhuge Buliang.

"Damn!" Zhuge Buliang was extremely depressed in his heart, and he wanted to cry without tears. A scoundrel like this is simply angry and can't pay for his life.

"Poof!"

A flash of cold light, the wooden sword behind Zhuge Ming came out of the sheath, stirred up a golden sword light, pointed directly at Liu Mang's throat, and said, "Go, otherwise your life will not be guaranteed!"

Liu Mang swallowed and foamed with difficulty, and when he came into contact with Zhuge Ming's cold eyes, Liu Mang felt a chill in his heart, nodded hurriedly, and said, "It's good to discuss, it's good to discuss, I'm not following you, you're busy with you, I'll see you when I have time." I don't send ......"

Zhuge Ming snorted coldly, withdrew the wooden sword, and walked towards the cave. They came to find Jiuding this time, but they didn't want to have too many irrelevant followers. However, Liu Mang was also very uplifting, and felt that the atmosphere was wrong, so he immediately changed his words.

Several people continued to walk towards the cave, and they could faintly hear a self-muttering voice from behind: "Second master bless, second master bless ......"

After walking for about a few hours, the road in front of us suddenly became wider, and there were no more forks, and at the end there was only one passage left. Zhuge Buliang stood in place, he felt that the aura of the dragon spirit vein here was even stronger, and it seemed to be right in front of him.

Passing through this long passage, the sound of gurgling water suddenly opened up in front of me, and the more you entered, the louder the sound of the water flowed. In the end, it turned out to be the sound of a "boom" tsunami.

Zhuge Buliang and the others looked at the scene in front of them with some surprise, this is a big lake, although it is called "lake", but it can still see the end at a glance. The sound of "rumbling" water sounded, and a black waterfall hung at the end of the great lake.

It is called a black waterfall because the water that flows down from the waterfall is black, but when you get to the lake, it is crystal clear and has a faint halo overflowing.

"It's a magical place. Zhuge Buliang couldn't help but admire.

"There's something on the lake!" Phil shouted, pointing into the distance.

I saw that on the surface of the lake, a black object was quietly suspended, drifting with the waves, floating in the lake water, indescribably weird.

"It's a coffin. Zhuge Ming's pupils constricted, and he looked at the black object on the surface of the lake and said.

"Coffin!" Several people were taken aback, especially the two women who followed behind Su Yan couldn't help but change their faces. When it comes to coffins, one has to make people sound something evil.

"My eldest brother and I went over to take a look, and Phil and the monkey were waiting on the shore. Zhuge Buliang said as he glanced at Fei'er and the monkey. The two of them understood what Zhuge Buliang meant, and knew that he was deliberately guarding against a few people without makeup, so they nodded immediately.

Zhuge Buliang and Zhuge Ming flew above the lake, they first leaned out a trace of divine sense and approached the black coffin, and saw that nothing unusual happened, so they cautiously approached.

The coffin was much larger than the one seen from afar, five or six meters long and two or three meters wide.

When they came to the coffin, they immediately felt a heavy aura emanating from the coffin. Zhuge Buliang was happy in his heart, this breath was definitely the breath of the dragon spirit vein. It's just that he was puzzled by how the dragon spirit vein could appear in this coffin.

"There was no prohibition on the coffin, we pushed it open. Zhuge Buliang proposed.

"Be careful. Zhuge Ming nodded.

The two of them moved and began to push the lid of the coffin. With the cultivation of the two, even a big mountain can be easily shattered. But the lid of the coffin seemed to be as heavy as a thousand pounds, and the two of them pushed it together, but they felt extremely heavy. It's like two powerless children pushing a stone mill.

The blue tendons on the foreheads of the two of them burst out, and finally, there was a soft "click" sound from the coffin lid, and a gap had been opened, and a dazzling golden light shot out from the coffin, and the vigorous aura fluctuations were even stronger.

"Click!"

The lid of the coffin was pushed open a little halfway, and the golden light illuminated the space, and a rich aura came to the face, and the whole space was filled with an intoxicating fragrance.

On the shore, the plain face couldn't help but show a happy color, and the pretty face fluctuated slightly. But she still didn't act rashly. At this time, she was like a prisoner, stared at by the monkey and Fei'er. Su Yan can feel that these two people are not easy to mess with, and their cultivation is on par with Zhuge Ming.

The coffin in the lake was completely opened, the golden light was dazzling, and the sound of a dragon roaring and a tiger roared in the black coffin. A golden dragon shadow swirled around the coffin, shaking its head and tail, and roaring.

"It's really a dragon spirit vein!" Zhuge Ming said. But when he saw the contents of the coffin, he couldn't help but gasp.

In the coffin, there was a corpse lying quietly, this corpse was several times larger than ordinary people, and it was more than four meters tall, like a wild giant. Although he didn't know how many years he had been dead, his skin had shone and showed no signs of decay. If you didn't feel the fluctuations of life, you really thought that this was a living person lying in a coffin.

"Nourish the body with the dragon spirit vein. Zhuge Buliang said in a loud voice, and he saw a small golden dragon wrapped around this corpse. This golden little dragon is undoubtedly a dragon spirit vein, as if it has been forcibly compressed and sealed in a coffin.

"Just like the ten thousand demon body in the ancient well of Fengmang Mountain, use the dragon spirit vein to warm the corpse, so that not only can the body not decay, but it is even possible to regenerate spiritual wisdom and obtain rebirth. Zhuge Buliang thought secretly in his heart, the scene in front of him was the same as the scene in the ancient well of Fengmang Mountain.

"Look!" Zhuge Ming suddenly pointed to the palm of the ancient corpse in the view.

The palm of this ancient corpse is the size of a grinding plate, and in his palm, he is holding a simple square tripod, although there is no brilliance overflowing, but it is full of atmosphere, revealing a vicissitudes of life.

"Jiuding!"