"Empty??" Fang Yi was a little surprised when he saw what was in the coffin.
Unexpectedly, the coffin was still empty.
Emperor Taiping was also startled, a little unbelievable, but when he came to the front of the coffin, the coffin suddenly burst out, and then suddenly rushed towards Emperor Taiping.
Emperor Taiping took action in anger, but it was too late. The coffin had already overturned Emperor Taiping, and then fell suddenly, covering Emperor Taiping directly underneath.
"Bang bang, bang bang!!" Immediately afterwards, Fang Yi heard the sound of shaking from the coffin, and the sound of explosion resounded throughout the entire space.
It's chilling.
But all this made Fang Yi a little unbelievable.
This is a bit too scary.
Too fast. 33
Before Fang Yi had time to react, the coffin was already pressing on Emperor Taiping.
Not to mention Emperor Taiping, even Fang Yi didn't have time to react just now.
…
But at the same time, something even stranger happened.
After the coffin suppressed Emperor Taiping, another coffin appeared below.
Two coffins! !
There are actually two coffins here.
"Dong dong dong." Such a sound came from the coffin again.
This time, it was still the voice of "Help me, save me", but this time, the voice did not come from Fang Yi's ears, but from the coffin in front of Fang Yi. Come.
Fang Yi hesitated for a moment, but finally stretched out his hand.
He wants to open the coffin.
The coffin lid was surprisingly easy to open as Fang Yi had expected.
Fang Yi used gentle force to open the coffin.
In the coffin, a corpse with immortal bones came into view.
The man was wearing a gray Taoist robe, his face was like a crown jade, and he had white hair and a childish face.
Fang Yi was stunned.
He couldn't believe his eyes.
How could it be him, how could it be him! ! !
At the moment Fang Yi opened the coffin lid, the Taoist suddenly opened his eyes.
…
"Your Highness, the opponent is too strong, and we may not have the advantage." At the same time, outside, the head of the Night Watch Division said to Yun Wuji: "Nine martial saints join forces, no one in the world can match their sharpness. "
"Joining forces with the Imperial Master, what are you afraid of?" Yun Wuji sneered, not afraid of the situation in front of him.
"Yes, I'm afraid of a bird." At this moment, the person inside the master spoke again: "You, the prince, have a person living inside your body just like you."
"Huh??" The boss was extremely shocked and asked, "What did you find?"
"That's all I discovered." The man in his belly smiled slightly and said: "It's just a little weird. Why is the aura on your master's body so different from that of the national master? It's like they are the same person..."
"What??" After learning the news, the boss almost lost his mind at this moment.
"It's the same person." The person in the belly continued: "My sense is not wrong. They are similar in strength and have the same breath. You must know that my perception of breath is very sensitive."
The boss did not doubt what the man in the heart said.
"It's like one person has two souls. It can't be wrong. You have to believe me." The man in the belly smiled and said: "These nine people are just relying on their large numbers. But they are very weak. I thought how strong they would be if they became martial arts saints, but it was beyond my imagination. From this point of view, their strength is not much stronger than those of eighth-level Confucianism and Taoism monks."
After the confidant finished speaking, the Master immediately had an idea in his mind. He looked at His Highness the Crown Prince and asked, "Your Highness, the Imperial Master may not be able to hold on any longer. Should we take action?"
"Wait a moment." Yun Wuji shook his head, his eyes still focused on the battlefield above.
That's right, neither Yun Wuji nor the Master took any action, they are still hiding below.
When the real dragon roared and the dragon veins appeared just now, the nine sect masters were the first to take action, followed closely by the national master Dao Wuya.
Yun Wuji and Master Si were both waiting for the mantis to catch the cicada, preparing for the oriole to follow.
At this time, on the battlefield, the nine sect masters besieged Dao Wuya.
Dao Wuya used the power of heaven and earth to set up a large formation, and he was able to set up stars. With the help of the power of stars, he fought with the nine sect masters.
So far, they have not decided the winner.
But at this time, after all, the masters of the nine major sects were many and powerful, and Dao Wuya was retreating steadily at this time, almost unable to hold on.
At this time, the real dragon was above them. The transparent real dragon shone in the sunlight, making people unable to take their eyes away. This was the dragon vein.
Yun Wuji looked greedily at the dragon vein above, almost unable to contain his excitement, and wanted to attack the dragon vein directly, but he forcibly resisted his impulse and waited to see.
…
After Fang Yi saw the person in the coffin, he was stunned.
He never imagined that he himself knew the person in the coffin.
The person in the coffin is none other than the Imperial Master! !
Brain-burning! !
It's so mind-numbing.
Fang Yi was shocked by the scene before him and couldn't say a word for a while.
The person lying here is the national master, and the one fighting with the nine martial saints outside is also the national master.
The one being suppressed by the coffin board now is still the national master.
Which one is the real national master! !
How many national teachers are there? ?
Doesn’t it mean that at each stage of the Taoist sect, only one eighth-level person can be born?
Didn’t it mean that there was only one strong man in the eighth-grade Taixu Realm in Dali?
Is a strong man in the eighth level of Taixu Realm a national master? ?
But now, why are so many national masters popping up? Which national master is real and which one is fake? ?
The Imperial Master opened his eyes and saw Fang Yi.
"Did you save me?" The Imperial Master looked at Fang Yi and asked.
"If lifting the lid of the coffin counts as saving you, then I should count on it." Fang Yi complained, but did not speak.
But the Imperial Master spoke again: "I would like to thank you very much."
As he said that, the Imperial Master grabbed Fang Yi. Before Fang Yi could react, the Imperial Master grabbed his hand tightly. The next moment, Fang Yi felt that his body was imprisoned, and a surge of energy flowed through him. The coercion immediately hit him.
Fang Yi wanted to break free, but couldn't.
"ah!!"
The next moment, Fang Yi suddenly felt a heartbreaking pain coming towards him. Not long after, a powerful and terrifying force quickly surged towards Fang Yi's body.
Fang Yi suddenly felt a strange itching, a strange pain in his body, and a strange sour force that kept tumbling wantonly in his body.
Pain, pain, itching, discomfort, waves of indescribable feelings suddenly flooded Fang Yi.
"It's so hot!" At a certain moment, bursts of terrible heat suddenly appeared all over Fang Yi's body. Fang Yi struggled and twisted his body, but was completely unable to break free. At this time, he felt something like It was like a furnace, burning his internal organs crazily.
"It's so cold!" The next moment, a biting coldness rose from Fang Yi's body. He felt as if ice thorns had pierced all parts of his body, including his skin, blood vessels, and bones. .
Not only that, in addition to the physical pain and discomfort, a surge of discomfort came from his heart at this time. Fang Yi suddenly burst into tears, suddenly laughed wildly, suddenly felt despair, and suddenly felt passionate.
Crying and laughing like a madman.
But Fang Yi himself can feel his current emotional changes, but he can't control himself. His heart is still calm. He wants to communicate with the book spirit in Wen Palace, but the strange thing is that the book spirit is here It seemed like he had disappeared, completely unable to communicate.
"What's going on?" Fang Yi was a little anxious. He didn't know what all this was going on, and what on earth was the national master in front of him doing?
"Relax!" At this moment, the Imperial Master suddenly spoke.
The next moment, Fang Yi felt a coolness begin to surge through his body.
A warm current flowed out from his Dantian, and then flowed throughout his body.
Fang Yi suddenly felt refreshed, and an indescribable comfortable feeling suddenly came to his heart at this moment.
That feeling was so comfortable that even Fang Yi wanted to moan.
And the key is, Fang Yi feels that some of his key shackles have been broken, just like a magical feeling mentioned in Taoism.
"Enlightenment!"
Yes, that's what it feels like.
More importantly, those warm currents finally returned to Fang Yi's dantian and began to nourish his dantian.
The Dantian is where the soul lives. At this time, the Dantian benefits. In fact, the biggest benefit is that one’s own soul benefits.
Under the blessing of that power, Fang Yi's soul began to become more solid.
His soul became more and more solid, and more and more solid, until at a certain moment, Fang Yi felt that his soul seemed to have broken some shackles, and there was no longer any obstacle.
"A small gift is not a sign of respect." The Imperial Master looked at Fang Yi and spoke with a smile.
…
Fang Yi didn't know what he should say at this time, or what was appropriate to say.
"National Master, hello, do we meet again?" Or maybe he asked: "Who are you?"
Fang Yi hesitated for a moment and finally spoke. However, Fang Yi didn't say the two words he was thinking about just now. When the words came to his lips, they turned into: "Thank you, Imperial Master."
I still have to thank the Imperial Preceptor, that is what Fang Yi thought in his heart. After all, the Imperial Preceptor gave him such a big gift package as soon as he came.
"You don't have to be polite, little friend. Since you helped me, I naturally want to express my gratitude."
"I just don't know why, but I feel a familiar aura from your body?" The Imperial Master stood up at this time, crawled out of the coffin, and then looked at Fang Yi, his eyes flashing. A little surprised.
"Familiar?" Fang Yi was slightly startled. He didn't quite understand what the Imperial Master meant. He just asked in surprise: "Master Imperial Master, which one is you?"
"Which me?" The Imperial Master was slightly startled, but then he suddenly realized and laughed loudly: "Have you seen a lot of me?"
The Imperial Master stood up, and Fang Yi could see some of the situation clearly.
On the Taoist robe of the Imperial Master, nine divine dragons were engraved.
After he stood up, the nine divine dragons on the robe suddenly seemed to be resurrected, turning into nine dragon auras and wrapping around his body.
"Little friend, you might as well sit down and have a chat." At this time, the Imperial Master warmly invited Fang Yi to sit down and have a chat.
Fang Yi did not hesitate, but said: "Master, please give me some advice."
The Imperial Master also sat down cross-legged at this time, and then said: "I, where should I start?"
"Let me talk about myself first." The Imperial Master seemed to be lost in memories at this time, and then he said: "I am a descendant of the previous royal family and the Imperial Master of Daqian."
As soon as the Imperial Master opened his mouth, Fang Yi felt his ears start to explode.
He looked at the Imperial Preceptor with a shocked face, somewhat unbelievable, the Imperial Preceptor of the previous dynasty? ?
The previous dynasty has been destroyed for hundreds of years, but this national master is still alive?
Impossible, absolutely impossible.
This is beyond Fang Yi's cognition. You must know that in this world, no matter who it is,
Lifespan is limited. The lifespan of the most powerful person is no more than two hundred years. No one can live forever!
Even if you have perfect cultivation, such as the Four Saints of Confucianism and Taoism, you were so amazing and brilliant at the beginning that you could be said to be unparalleled in the world, but in the end you still cannot escape the end of your lifespan and the death of your saint.
But if the Imperial Preceptor in front of me was the Imperial Preceptor of the previous dynasty, wouldn’t he have lived for hundreds of years by now? ?
How can this be? ?
Fang Yi was extremely shocked. If he believed what the Imperial Master said, it would only prove that the Imperial Master had the secret method of immortality!
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