In Li Xiuyuan's eyes, this place was scarier than the God Burial Ground he went to with Xiao Hei. Or was it that the guys from the God Burial Ground were sleeping when they went there?
I saw a fairy sword slashing out a peerless sword energy, heading forward like a rainbow.
There was only a clicking sound, and the heads of the immortal corpses on the opposite side rolled to the ground.
The immortal corpse's head that landed on the ground, under the roll of its own battle flag, brought up a billowing black smoke and swept away towards the enemy in front.
There was a clanging sound, and dozens more immortal corpses were swallowed up by the billowing black smoke.
Just when the two of them were looking at each other dumbfounded and at a loss.
Suddenly a breeze blew from the canyon not far away, like the wind blowing through the rice fields in autumn, and countless rice fell with the wind!
Hundreds of immortal corpses on the battlefield instantly turned into smoke and dust in the wind, disappearing silently before their eyes.
An earth-shattering battle took place in front of their eyes, and then turned into nothingness in an instant.
If the two of them hadn't witnessed it with their own eyes, they wouldn't have dared to imagine that a tragic battle had just happened here!
A gust of breeze blew, and Jiaolong couldn't help but shiver. It was also the first time that he saw the fairy sword slashed out. The sun and moon were dim, and he didn't expect that the battle flag was even more terrifying.
But Li Xiuyuan thought that if he had stood there at that time, would he have been trampled to pieces by those immortal corpses?
"You're going to die now, why don't you worry about it."
Jiaolong looked at the empty battlefield, sighed and said: "Do you think there will be a miracle medicine that has been growing for ten thousand years on that cliff, or can we dig out a few elixirs from that coffin?"
Li Xiuyuan thought for a while and asked: "Are those immortal corpses or ghosts just now? If they were immortal corpses, why did they turn into dust instantly? It's incredible."
Since the old Taoist priest was not here, he could only ask the guy in front of him.
The scene in front of him made him feel that he was in a terrifying place. Looking at the dark clouds gradually dispersing in the sky, he couldn't help but murmured: "Master, why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"Are you scared?"
Jiaolong laughed and said: "Aren't you very good at Wangchuan? You are not even afraid of me. Now you think of looking for a master? How about you become my disciple?"
"I am braver and more capable than you. Being your master is enough for me." Jiaolong said seriously: "When I find the dragon ball, I will be a real dragon."
"You think too much."
Li Xiuyuan slapped him on the forehead and cursed with a smile: "If my master knew what you said, he would definitely pull out your skin, beat your tendons, and roast you to eat."
"I... don't be scared. Could it be that you found a monster to be your master?" Jiaolong laughed.
"Don't say nonsense, otherwise the next divine thunder may hit your head."
Li Xiuyuan shook his head and said, "I don't even dare to say bad things about Master behind his back, for fear that if he is unhappy, he will ignore me for hundreds of years. That would be terrible."
When Jiaolong heard this, he couldn't help but asked curiously: "So, your master is more powerful than monsters?"
There was no fighting in front of them, and the two continued to move forward.
Jiaolong thought for a while and said, "I think I heard my senior say before that there is a treasure place between heaven and earth. As long as you choose the right time and Feng Shui, you can be reborn and live another life."
Li Xiuyuan was stunned, pointing to the fairy coffins on the cliff and said: "That should be said here, but even if they are buried in the right geomantic treasure land, their lives will pass away little by little..."
"Hundreds of years have passed, tens of millions of years have passed, how can they ensure that they have not lost their vitality? And then wait for a chance coincidence or a big change in the world to come back to life one day?"
Shaking his head, Li Xiuyuan continued: "I will slowly ask Master these things when I see him later."
Jiaolong shook his head, sighed and said: "Forget it, I don't want to inquire about the secrets here. I just want to find the dragon beads. If you help me find them, I will owe you a favor."
Li Xiuyuan smiled and said: "In short, don't be too greedy, otherwise you will die here." As the two talked, they walked forward step by step.
Jiaolong shrank his neck, nodded and said, "There was a mysterious voice just now, telling me that I can find what I want here. Otherwise, do you think I am a god?"
Let's go take a look at that stone wall first.
Li Xiuyuan pointed to a path winding up under the cliff less than a hundred feet away from the two of them, with countless fairy coffins placed on it.
Jiaolong nodded and said with a smile: "Just go there and have a look."
The further forward the two of them went, the heavier the yin energy became.
And where there are more immortal coffins, the yin energy becomes stronger!
When even Jiaolong couldn't bear it, Li Xiuyuan took out a piece of century-old agarwood, lit it, and then continued walking forward.
Strangely enough, at the moment when the century-old agarwood was lit, the yin energy in front of the two people gradually dissipated and no longer entangled them.
The two of them moved forward step by step. Occasionally, ghosts awakened by the two of them wanted to pounce on them on the mountain road. However, they saw the Buddha's light shining on Li Xiuyuan's body and quietly disappeared in an instant.
Going up the stone steps, the two saw different fairy coffins, some made of bluestone, some made of jade, some even copper coffins, and not far away there was a golden fairy coffin.
Presumably these immortal corpses had different cultivation levels during their lifetimes, so the immortal coffins they were buried in were not all similar.
Looking at everything in front of them, including the dragons, they couldn't help but feel terrified. This place is called the burial place of immortal corpses, and it is indeed well-deserved. There is no way to count how many monks and immortals are buried here.
Jiaolong was also very surprised. Why did six-year-old Li Xiuyuan have a hundred-year-old agarwood?
Why is there a faint golden light shining on this guy, and this guy is chanting Buddhist sutras that he doesn't understand softly as he walks, but the ghost rushes towards him and turns away as soon as he hears this voice.
It's so rare that he fights with others, so it seems like he's really lucky to have this guy with him.
After passing dozens of immortal coffins, Li Xiuyuan pointed to the sarcophagus in front of him and said, "Just choose this one. Try to see if you can open it."
He knew that he couldn't go through all the immortal coffins here, so Li Xiuyuan had no choice but to randomly designate one.
Jiaolong nodded, lifted Li Xiuyuan down with one hand and placed him on the ground, preparing to lift the sarcophagus in front of him.
Li Xiuyuan held the agarwood in one hand and recited: "In the six realms of reincarnation, I suffer from all kinds of bitterness, and the microscopic shape of my conception keeps growing..."
Standing in front of the sarcophagus, Li Xiuyuan softly recited Buddhist scriptures and watched as the dragon opened the immortal coffin in front of him bit by bit.
A sound of "Boom!" was heard, and the stone steps under their feet shook. A stream of light poured out from the immortal coffin, intertwining into a dream-like scene. The dragon was speechless for a long time.
"Come forward and see if there is the dragon ball you want."
Finally, Li Xiuyuan looked at Jiaolong and said in a deep voice: "If there is one, you have to exchange it with him for a treasure of equal value. Otherwise, we may not be able to get out of this world."
He didn't know how to deal with these sleeping immortal corpses, but at least he knew how to barter.
Although he himself didn't want any treasures, if Jiaolong wanted to get the dragon beads, he would have to pay some treasures.
Jiaolong nodded and said softly: "Don't worry, I've prepared a treasure."
In order to obtain the Dragon Balls over the years, he has accumulated a lot of treasures, just so that he can exchange them with others. Seeing that the opportunity is right in front of him, how can he give up this opportunity?
With a rumbling sound, finally, the immortal coffin in front of the two people slowly opened, and inside lay quietly an immortal corpse with an intact face.
Jiaolong stepped forward and saw that the person lying in the immortal coffin was an old Taoist. He saw that the old man was wearing a purple gold crown and a Taoist robe embroidered with gold threads, and his age could not be determined.
The old Taoist's eyes were closed, and the vitality in his body was looming, but the majestic immortal energy made Jiaolong dare not look directly.
When Li Xiuyuan saw it, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh, stepped forward and clasped his hands and said: "Junior Li Xiuyuan, today I am asking for dragon beads for the dragon to bother my senior. Please don't blame me."
After speaking, he stepped forward and looked around, and saw that the old Taoist priest had a peaceful expression. There was just a trace of anger but it gradually receded.
After releasing his spiritual consciousness but failing to find the dragon ball that the dragon wanted, Li Xiuyuan thought for a while, took out a Buddhist scripture he had copied, tore out a few pages, and gently placed it on the chest of the old Taoist priest.
He murmured to himself: "If I don't bother you much tonight, I would like to offer you a few chapters of Buddhist scriptures today. I hope that my senior can be reborn at this burial place."
After speaking, he waved his hand and asked Jiaolong to slowly close the immortal coffin.
After Jiaolong finished what he did, he was already sweating. He didn't expect that Li Xiuyuan could not only recite Buddhist scriptures, but also carry a scroll of Buddhist scriptures with him.
The moment the dragon closed the immortal coffin, a golden light circulated in the immortal coffin. It was obviously the old Taoist priest responding to the Buddhist scriptures given by Li Xiu's pinhole.
In the place where immortal corpses are buried, a page of Buddhist scriptures is more precious than a thousand years of magical medicine.
It can prevent the immortal corpses buried here from falling into the evil path, and also have the opportunity to be guided by the Three Saints of the West.
The old Taoist priest just now didn't have a dragon ball, otherwise he would have offered it with both hands.
The two of them walked around the fairy coffin in front of them, and then continued to climb forward. The fairy coffins here were one after another, and they were not afraid of missing opportunities.
As before, Li Xiuyuan recited a few Buddhist scriptures before letting Jiaolong open the immortal coffin in front of him.
A golden light surged, and the two of them looked around, and saw a monk dressed as a scholar in the immortal coffin. Although they could not tell his age, they both knew that this guy had lived for at least tens of millions of years.
Li Xiuyuan recited Buddhist scriptures and explored silently. After being disappointed again, he tore out a page of Buddhist scriptures and placed it on the scholar's chest.
He murmured: "I have not heard the name of Buddha for thousands of billions of kalpas, may all your wishes come true."
With a wave of his hand, the dragon slowly closed the immortal coffin.
The agarwood in Li Xiuyuan's hand burned quietly, penetrating the three realms at this moment and spreading up and down the stone wall.
The previous bursts of cold wind also gradually disappeared, and the entire stone wall under the cliff was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
Only the sound of Li Xiuyuan reciting a few lines of Buddhist scriptures from time to time echoed in the mountains.
In this way, until ten immortal coffins were opened in a row, even the dragon was numb, but he still could not find the dragon ball he was longing for.
After all, the immortal who can possess the Dragon Ball has probably refined this thing long ago. How can he bring the immortal corpse to the burial place at the end of the world as a burial object for his tens of millions of years to rebuild his life?
Even Jiaolong had to admire Li Xiuyuan for being so patient.
Li Xiuyuan knew that this guy was impatient, so he could only comfort him: "I'm afraid that even if you spend three days and three nights exploring the immortal coffin here, you won't be able to finish it. Don't be impatient."
Jiaolong nodded, thought for a moment and said, "Thank you."
This time, Li Xiuyuan chose a black fairy coffin. The two of them felt the chill before they stepped forward. Standing next to the fairy coffin, Jiaolong couldn't help but shiver.
Agarwood passed by and Buddhist sutras were recited.
"Boom!" With a sound, a black light gushed out from the fairy coffin in front of the two people, and a black smoke slowly poured out. For a moment, the demonic energy surged into the sky, as if a demon was born.
"Hey, I'm finally alive!"
There was a burst of cold laughter, and a black shadow emerged from the black fairy coffin. When he stepped out, black mist lingered all over his body. It was as thick as night and could not be dissolved.
Moreover, under the shroud of black mist, it was impossible to see the shadow clearly. There was a cold voice roaring softly in the black mist.
It was as if he was cheering for his escape, and also as if he was resentful for the thousands of years he had been trapped.
The black shadow smiled sinisterly, looked at the dragon and said darkly: "For the sake of saving me, as long as you hand over the treasure you have, I will spare your life."
As soon as these words came out, Jiaolong couldn't help being shocked. He looked at Li Xiuyuan and said, "This guy is not an immortal corpse, he is a devil. Run!"
Li Xiuyuan shook his head, looked at the black shadow and shouted: "How dare evil spirits appear in this world!"
