I am in the world of immortal cultivation

It was the first time that Qin Shu had seen such a formation. She slowly retracted her sight and looked at the coffin below again.

Her pupils shrank, and as she looked at the coffin below that had been covered again, an idea suddenly popped up in her mind.

Could it be... that it had been changed?

The high-speed rotating crystal palace outside also slowed down, until it finally stopped, Qin Shu used the Du'e Gongfa to feel it.

Sang Ze on the side watched her movements and laughed, "You are a cautious person."

Qin Shu calmly withdrew her hand and glanced at him, "Of course, I only have one life."

After saying that, she fell towards the center of the palace.

A thick wood essence spread from the wooden coffin in the center. Compared with this coffin, the previous coffin was obviously a fake.

Qin Shu stood in place, her eyes were dyed with a layer of purple again, and she scanned the coffin bit by bit.

She could vaguely sense a black figure in the coffin, but she couldn't be sure whether it was the body of Sen Yao Zhenren.

Qin Shu raised her hand and sent a stream of spiritual energy up, and a purple pattern lit up on the outer layer of the coffin, and then dimmed in the next moment, without any reaction.

Qin Shu frowned, "Can't open it?"

She thought about it, and stepped forward again, intending to open it with her bare hands.

She poured all her strength into her left arm, grabbed the gap of the coffin lid, and lifted it up with force. The coffin lid trembled slightly but was not opened by her in the end.

Qin Shu retracted her hand and her eyes fell on the coffin again.

Her strength was one of the best among all the cultivators in the entire secret realm, and she couldn't open the coffin, which showed that brute force was not enough to open the coffin.

When her eyes fell on a pattern, she paused.

This pattern was somewhat familiar, and she seemed to have seen it somewhere before.

Qin Shu touched her chin and searched her memories carefully, and she actually found it.

She raised her hand and touched the small black snake storage bracelet on her wrist, and a string of golden gourds appeared in her hand.

Qin Shu opened the golden gourds one by one to look at them. When she opened the fourth gourd, a smile appeared on her face little by little.

It was true, it was worth it for her to bring these golden gourds all the way.

She poured the rune out of the gourd, and the rune fell lightly.

The lid of the coffin seemed to have some kind of suction, and the rune moved towards the corresponding groove by itself.

Until the whole rune was completely attached to its groove, the wood spirit on the coffin suddenly became a little thicker.

Qin Shu saw that she guessed correctly, and immediately poured out other runes, watching them float towards the corresponding positions one by one.

The wood spirit on the coffin was already so thick that it was extremely terrifying, as if taking a deep breath could make you live for decades longer.

Qin Shu took a deep breath. If she didn't live, she would be in vain.

The wood spirit on the coffin gradually began to flow, and the whole coffin was like a thousand-year-old tree that suddenly burst into life. The coffin lid also made a "pop" sound.

Qin Shu immediately became alert. Although from the current point of view, her guesses were all correct, and the Du'e technique did not have any special reminders.

However, no one could tell what was hidden in the coffin. It was better to be safe than sorry.

After waiting for a while, she saw that there was no other movement in the coffin. She thought about it and raised her hand to hit the wood spirit again.

Her move was like throwing a seed in a vibrant field. Soon the coffin lid slowly slid to the side.

Qin Shu's heart was in her throat. Just as she was concentrating on the movement in the coffin, Sang Ze on the side suddenly spoke.

"Woman, if you are so scared, why don't you give in to me and I will help you?"

Qin Shu: "..."

She couldn't bear it any longer, so she raised her hand and slapped Sang Ze on the back of his head.

Sang Ze took a breath, "hiss——"

Qin Shu almost squeezed out a sentence from her teeth, "If you don't speak properly, I don't mind teaching you again."

Sang Ze raised his hand to cover the back of his head, looked at Qin Shu in disbelief and said: "You woman! You are so violent! You can't find a Taoist partner!"

Qin Shu glanced at him, "If you say so, I don't mind letting my Taoist partner come and talk to you."

Sang Ze: "..."

"Sister, I will help you, don't be angry."

Qin Shu looked at Sang Ze who suddenly knew the situation, nodded with satisfaction, "Be careful."

Sang Ze nodded, "It's okay, I'm strong."

Qin Shu pouted, a little bird said it was strong?

Qin Shu didn't pour cold water on him on this point. She just watched Sang Ze walk to the coffin and bend down to take a look inside the coffin.

After a moment, he suddenly raised his hand and pushed inside, "Brother, wake up. It's impolite to pretend to sleep again."

Qin Shu was stunned. Thinking that the soul of Master Sen Yao was still in her sea of ​​consciousness, she hurried to see.

However, when she looked, she found that the soul of Master Sen Yao, who was originally in her sea of ​​consciousness, had disappeared.

Qin Shu's eyes fell on the coffin in front of her again. A figure in the originally silent coffin slowly sat up.

Qin Shu saw him stretching with his own eyes, and all the vitality contained in the coffin poured into his body.

"You slept for a long time." His voice was a little hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time.

Sang Ze stood beside the coffin with his arms folded, watching him wake up, and urged him, "Now that you're awake, you should pay back what you owe my sister, right?"

Zen Yao's eyes fell on Sang Ze beside the coffin, staring at him for a long time, then squinted and muttered to himself, "Did I have hallucinations because I slept too long? Why is there a Chongming bird next to my coffin?"

The Chongming bird, a divine bird, has not appeared for tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years.

A white feather behind Sang Ze suddenly grew larger and patted Sen Yao's head, "Don't play dumb, you still have to give what you should give."

Zen Yao felt a pain, covered his head and said, "I didn't say I wouldn't give it. She helped me, so there was a cause and effect. I will settle the cause and effect, and you don't need to say it."

Qin Shu was looking forward to it when she heard this.

She raised her eyes and looked at Master Sen Yao who was sitting in the coffin, expecting what treasures he could give her.

Her Senior Brother Wen Chi had found a way to refine puppets, so it would not be too bad for her, right?

Master Sen Yao raised his eyes and met Qin Shu who was looking forward to it.

He raised his hand and touched his storage ring subconsciously, but found that he had been in a coma for countless years. With the passage of time, most of his treasures, let alone the storage ring, had lost their activity.

He sighed, knowing that he would have to start all over again when he woke up this time.

After all, at this time, he had nothing but his cultivation.