Professor Sun was overjoyed: "That's right, surrounded by peach groves, there is a grand peach gathering. In ancient times, people who were superstitious and sought immortality thought that they had participated in the Queen Mother of the West's peach gathering in their previous lives, and they all claimed that they were immortals in the peach gathering. The arrangement in Feng Shigu's tomb is like this, which shows that he is a true immortal."
Song Xing sneered: "Real immortal? Fatty, open the coffin and give him a taste of the kerosene in your backpack."
"Okay!" With Song Xing as his backer, Fatty Wang was extremely courageous. He teamed up with Hu Bayi and two others to pry open the golden coffin.
There was a sudden "click", and the coffin lid was separated from the middle. At the same time, a green light flashed in front of my eyes, and a corpse sat up from the coffin.
This corpse was tall, probably two heads taller than the fat man if he stood up. He was covered in a jade box with dragon patterns, commonly known as jade clothing with golden threads, and a jade armor that covered the whole body tightly. The jade box with golden threads had an exquisite structure. , the finger joints are connected with small jade pieces, allowing them to bend and stretch freely.
Without saying a word, Fatty Wang and Hu Bayi took out their crossbow arrows and fired at the corpse indiscriminately.
The crossbow arrows hit the corpse hard, and a highly putrid smell came from the corpse, which almost made Fatty Wang vomit.
"It's so fucking bad that you can become an immortal. It's hard to be a ghost."
Hu Bayi shouted: "Fat man, add some kerosene."
Fatty Wang opened the can of fire oil, poured it all on the body in the coffin, and then lit it on fire.
No matter what zombies you are, they will be burned to ashes when exposed to fire.
The flames rose up with a "whoosh", and the fierce fire immediately enveloped the body wearing jade armor. The compressed kerosene was very powerful. When the jade pieces outside were burned and the head of the corpse was exposed, Hu Bayi suddenly discovered that, It turned out to be a head made of gold.
"King Wuyang?"
Professor Sun and Hu Bayi looked at each other with horror in their eyes.
If the Corpse Immortal in the coffin is King Wuyang, then where is Feng Shigu?
The fire was so fierce that Hu Bayi and others could not bear the heat and retreated to a corner of the tomb. Only Song Xing stood in front of the golden coffin, motionless, looking at the corpse burning in the flames.
In Professor Sun's surprised eyes, the corpse in the flames gradually melted, and the golden head also fell into the fire. It turned out to be just a skin bag, with the inside already hollowed out.
The jade clothes and body bag fell off one after another, revealing the face of a man with black hair and black beard from the Wuyang King's skin.
The male corpse hidden in the skin and flesh coffin of King Wuyang has been dead for hundreds of years, but his eyebrows are still alive, and the heroic spirit in his face has not disappeared. He has a jade crown on his head, wearing a black robe, holding a fly whisk in his hand. There was a vague appearance of a god coming out of the dust, but the face of the corpse was covered with a gloomy and unusual corpse aura.
"Earth Immortal, Feng Shigu!" Professor Sun's voice was trembling, as if he was very afraid of the corpse in front of him.
What surprised him even more was that Feng Shigu's body was not burned at all in the flames, and even his beard showed no signs of being burned.
Seeing such a strange scene in this ancient tomb buried deep underground made Hu Bayi's hair stand on end.
"Invulnerable to fire and water, has this Master Feng really become an immortal?"
Looking at Feng Shigu who remained unchanged in the flames in the golden coffin, Song Xing sneered.
The next second, there was a vibration at the bottom of the golden coffin, and countless bronze blood erosions emerged from the ground, entwining the golden coffin together.
Under the stranglehold of huge force, the golden coffin was the first to split. As the fragments were flying, a piece of the golden coffin wall hit the mural on the side and exploded with a bang.
Suddenly, in the eyes of Hu Bayi and others, the immortals painted on the mural came to life on the mural. Each one came out of the mural lifelike and rushed towards the Nine Death Jingling Armor outside the golden coffin.
"When you are about to die, do you still want to play with these heresy?"
Song Xing snorted coldly, and there was a thunderous roar in the ancient tomb. Hu Bayi and others' eyes were dazzled, and then they saw clearly that there were no immortals, and it was clearly an illusion.
At this time, the Nine Death Jingling Armor was already crushing the golden coffin, and layers of bronze blood corrosion entangled the lifelike Feng Shigu together, and the extremely sharp vines easily pierced his body.
Bright red blood flowed out of the corpse that had been dead for hundreds of years, and in the next second it was all absorbed by the Nine Death Jingling Armor.
Under the powerful burst of power, Feng Shigu's body was strangled and was about to be reduced to pieces among the vines of the Nine Death Jingling Armor. Feng Shigu, whose blood had been sucked out, suddenly opened his mouth wide and grinned. At an incredible angle, in the shocked eyes of the people behind Song Xing, a dark shadow crawled out of his mouth and rushed towards Song Xing.
"I knew there was something wrong with you." Song Xing sneered, and with a flick of his finger, a whirlwind suddenly blew up inside the tomb, and the black shadow was blown away, smashing into the rock wall behind him.
Hu Bayi seized the opportunity and fired the crossbow arrows at the black shadow crazily, but they made a sound like metal collision and the crossbow arrows bounced away.
The black shadow was so hard that even the crossbow could not break through the defense.
Just when the black shadow was about to pounce towards Hu Bayi, several bronze vines, under Song Xing's command, entangled the black shadow like lightning.
Only then did everyone see clearly that this human-shaped black shadow was made of a thin layer of material and was covered with short and thin black corpse hair. Their true appearance could not be seen clearly, but it was extremely powerful.
The bronze vines of the Nine Deaths' Jingling Armor even creaked as they were held up by it.
The bronze vines shrank, dragging the black shadow onto the flames burning in the broken golden coffin.
No matter how the kerosene burned, the black shadow did not change in any way, and it still tried to break free from the shackles of the Nine Death Jingling Armor.
"Infinitely powerful, invulnerable to weapons, water and fire?"
A trace of surprise flashed in Song Xing's eyes.
Then the Nine Death Jingling Armor suddenly exerted force, completely crushing the black shadow into hundreds of tiny fragments of different sizes, which fell around the flames.
But even after being chopped into pieces, the black shadow fragments that fell into the flames remained motionless in the fire, showing no signs of being burned.
Professor Sun and Hu Bayi approached cautiously, looked at the squirming fragments on the ground, and looked at each other with a bit of surprise in their eyes: "Why does this look a bit like corpse moss?"
"You said this monster is moss?" Fatty Wang's somewhat exaggerated voice sounded in the ancient tomb.
Hu Bayi nodded and said: "This black substance should be a kind of moss that survives in a decaying environment, or it can be said to be the corpse moss mentioned in Feng Shui."
"There is no good luck under the evil veins. The corpse is covered with old moss and becomes fleshy. Over time, it takes on the shape of a human. It pursues and devours the yang energy of living people. If it leaves the grave, it will lead to a great epidemic in the world."
Professor Sun also sighed: "Who would have thought that the so-called living elixir is actually the corpse moss condensed by thousands of years of earth energy in the veins of Pangu's corpse."
He also wanted to understand that the shamanic culture and the Guanshan Feng family's Guanshan Fengjia technique were both derived from the ancient Feng Shui method.
There are thousands of various hanging coffins hidden in the Coffin Gorge, and the Pangu Vein of Coffin Mountain is an extremely shady place where wind and energy are stored. Countless small coffins are buried inside, and the organs of those corpses have changed over time in the mountain. , a layer of black-green moss grows, which can parasitize the body of the living or the dead. This kind of flesh moss is the "living elixir" used by shamans to embalm the dead bodies during the period of King Wuyang.
This kind of Pangu corpse moss is a sinister thing that appears in the tombs of mausoleums. To a certain extent, it is a bit like the Nine Death Jingling Armor that guards the tombs, except that it is hard and soft, and the corpse moss has almost no weaknesses. Can be found.
Looking at the ancient corpse of Master Feng that was torn apart underground, a trace of sadness flashed in Professor Sun's eyes.
At this moment, he also understood that Feng Shigu had been deceived back then.
The so-called earth immortals and living elixirs are just a method used by the ancients to embalm corpses. There is no so-called true immortal at all.
Feng Shigu died hundreds of years ago and could not be resurrected. What now occupies his body is the Pangu corpse moss that grew in the veins of Pangu's corpse.
After hearing the speculations of Professor Sun and Hu Bayi, Song Xing stretched out his hand and a large piece of Pangu corpse moss flew up from the ground and landed on his palm, startling several people.
Pangu's corpse moss fell into Song Xing's palm and squirmed a few times, as if it wanted to parasitize in his body, but was blocked by an invisible force.
(End of chapter)
