The Dao patterns and the stone carvings merged into a harmonious symbiosis. The characters inside seemed to be resurrected, as if they would walk out of the stone carvings at any time. The ministers inside paid homage to the emperor and then stood upright. The emperor waved his hands in a majestic manner.
When Duande saw Ji Yiyun carefully watching the stone carvings, with a serious glow and a rosy face, he patted Ji Yiyun's shoulder with a smile and said: "Infinite Heavenly Lord, fellow Taoist, don't you find it interesting? I walked around the Holy Land Cemetery and saw many more things. It’s full of magic, I guarantee it will be an eye-opener for you!”
"Taoist Master, I think we should forget it! I am different from you. You are a great archaeologist, but I am not!" Ji Yiyun was indifferent to Duande's deception. How could he go robbing tombs all day long?
This is the path of Duan De, but it is not Ji Yiyun's. However, he did not reject it outright, and then said: "However, if there are any Taoist priests from the tomb who can come to me, there may be opportunities for cooperation!"
"Infinite Heavenly Lord, it's easy to talk. It would be a pity for an archaeological genius like fellow Taoist not to do this." Duan De placed the gray disk in his hand on the edge of the sarcophagus and continued to absorb the cold mist.
He stroked the coffin lid with divine light in his hand, and while doing professional things, he turned to look at Ji Yiyun and asked, "I don't know what my friend's name is yet!"
"Taoist Duande, just call me Ji Yiyun!" Ji Yiyun also raised his hand and pressed it on the coffin lid, feeling the ghost inside. The guy inside had woken up, but he didn't make any movements, as if he was waiting for his prey to open the coffin.
When Duan De heard the name, he immediately stopped moving his hands and looked at Ji Yiyun warily, twisting his round body as if he might run away at any time.
Ji Yiyun looked at Duande's funny look and knew that he had been to Jishui many times and had stolen the graves of important people from the Ji family. He smiled and said, "The Taoist priest has misunderstood. I am not a descendant of the Ji family. Don't worry about this!"
"My surname is Ji, but I am not a child of the Ji family. Who are you fooling? How can a casual cultivator have the existence of the Emperor's Sutra? I can feel the aura on your body. You won't deceive the poor man's trust and set a trap for him, right?"
Judging one's virtue is indeed not easy. He can detect the traces of the Emperor's Sutra just by watching Ji Yiyun's actions. In this way, he obviously does not believe what Ji Yiyun said. Basically, those with the surname Ji in Beidou are disciples of the Ji family. Ji Yiyun is young and has a relatively low level of cultivation. So high.
"Taoist Master Duande, I didn't say that I was a casual cultivator, I just said that I was not a disciple of the Ji family. For this reason, it's up to you to believe it or not!"
Ji Yiyun spread his hands helplessly and said, regardless of whether Duan De escaped or not, his fingers pointed at the coffin lid with a purple-gold light, feeling out the lines in it.
"Infinite Heavenly Lord, I am a poor Taoist who made a mistake, Taoist Fellow Ji. It turns out that your Taoist pattern is not shallow. We cooperate with most of the cemeteries in the world for you and me to visit!"
Duande instantly regained his smiling expression, noticed Ji Yiyun's tactics, and approached him familiarly, obviously hoping that Ji Yiyun would join him and form a tomb robbing gang.
Ji Yiyun ignored Duan De, who became enthusiastic, and carefully looked at the Dao patterns on the sarcophagus. After a while, he felt confident, and turned to Duan De and said: "Taoist Master, are you sure you want to open the sarcophagus for archeology? That big guy inside He has woken up and is waiting for us to break the Dao pattern!"
"Don't worry, everything will be fine. As a great archaeologist, Pindao has never seen all kinds of cemeteries. He has seen even bigger ones. With this level of difficulty, how can it be possible for Pindao to be stumped!"
Duande waved his hand and said nonchalantly, then began to carve the Dao patterns and prepare to open the coffin.
"Taoist Master, let me come!"
Ji Yiyun interrupted Duande's movement of carving the Dao pattern. He pinched it instantly and then formed a seal. When he raised his left hand, a three-foot sword appeared on his fingertips.
With a shake of his right hand, a bloody star appeared, a star field revolved around it, and the bloody starlight illuminated the underground palace.
"earn!"
Ji Yiyun touched his fingertips, and a bright light flashed. The lid of the sarcophagus clicked, and the weak points of the Dao lines were broken into pieces.
"boom!"
The lines of the Dao pattern shattered, the coffin lid flew up with a boom, and a white mist surged out like a river bursting its banks. An extremely cold Yin Qi filled the underground palace, and the gray rock ground was frozen, and then turned into powder. .
"Roar!" With a roar, a tall figure in the sarcophagus suddenly stood up, and more white mist swept across the world and the wasteland.
Ji Yiyun did not hesitate. He had been waiting for a long time with his right fist. When the tall figure stood up, he punched out with a punch. The bloody star carried a star field to suppress the white mist.
The sun, moon and stars were frozen one by one by the white mist, and the bloody stars surged out with waves of blood. The sun, moon and stars were thawed, and a passage was created.
"Bang!"
Then Ji Yiyun punched into the head of the Yin spirit. The Yin spirit that had just stood up was blown away by the punch. The white mist filled the air and was swept away. The gray hard rocks where the mist passed were frozen and turned into powder. The ground became pitted, as if it had been eaten.
Ji Yiyun's right hand formed a layer of frost and was corroded by the mist. His purple-gold energy and blood boiled and rushed towards his right hand, clashing with the white mist. Finally, he forced out the mist and shot it into the distance and hit the ground. He was instantly frozen there and then turned into Flying ash, a deep pit appears.
"Fellow Daoist Ji, here comes the poor Taoist!" Duan De turned into a stream of light and rushed towards the flying Yin spirit's waist. There was a jade pendant there, and he instantly grabbed the jade pendant and pulled it off.
"Ouch...it hurts so much!" Duande howled, but his voice sounded a little excited, and the doll yelled, not caring about his frozen hands.
The white mist on Yin Ling's body surged wildly, trying to freeze this abominable thief. Then a huge slap came down and swept towards the unscrupulous Taoist priest Duan De.
"Brush!" Duande took out a large yellow shield and held it in front of him, then took out a large plate, and divine power poured into the weapon and the large plate.
"boom!"
Duande was whipped away with his big yellow shield, and his big plate emitted a suction force towards the purple long sword on the waist of the tall and mighty Yinling. The suction force instantly sucked the purple long sword with him. Fly away.
"Roar!" The Yin spirit roared and stopped its flying body. It groped for its waist, but found nothing. All its weapons were stolen. It was extremely angry, and a white mist filled the vast underground palace, forming a A white cloud covers the sky and blocks out the sun.
"Boom!" Duande hit the ground. Like a bulldozer, he plowed a big crack in the gray rock, and then jumped up as if nothing happened. His clothes were not damaged, because all his equipment was treasure.
"Boom!"
Ji Yiyun moved his hands and used the secret technique of Dou Zi to evolve the secret technique of Tai Chi Yin and Yang. The violent aura spread from his body and swept the world. The white mist could not touch him. His hands had one Yin and one Yang, and the two Qi of Yin and Yang circulated.
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