Stunning beauty

Underground palace.

The three teamed up to reseal the juvenile underworld left by Sazu, and prepared to open the third coffin.

Although it was the last coffin and there was basically no danger, Bai Wangyu and Sanzang were still cautious, for fear of any accidents.

Once bitten by a snake for ten years and afraid of well ropes, now everyone's situation can no longer stand the toss.

In case there is another Netherland of the Void Flower Realm, it will be cool.

In front of the coffin, Bai Wangyu and Sanzang carefully dug out the wedges one by one, and at the same time, they were alert to possible changes inside.

With more than a dozen wedges, the two of them dug for nearly a quarter of an hour, and their cautiousness made people feel distressed.

Since entering the underground palace, everyone has really scared the old man Sazu. There are pits everywhere, and no step can be walked smoothly.

"Amitabha, Brother Li, we have opened the coffin."

After digging all the wedges, Sanzang turned his head, looked at someone behind him, and said.

"open it."

Li Ziye nodded and said, "It's okay, just drive with confidence."

Hearing this, Sanzang looked away and said, "Brother Wangyu, let's go together."

"it is good."

Bai Wangyu responded, stretched out his hand to press the lid of the coffin, and together with the little monk, pushed the lid away forcefully.

When the coffin was opened, there was no unusual movement. Sanzang and Bai Wangyu looked into the coffin for the first time, and then they were startled.

what is this?

Behind them, Li Ziye noticed the reaction of the two and walked forward.

But the inside of the coffin was empty, except for a Taoist robe laid flat on the bottom of the coffin, there was nothing else.

Seeing this, Li Ziye frowned slightly, bent down and took out the Taoist robe.

"Amitabha, Brother Li, how do you divide this?"

On the side, Sanzang stepped forward, looked at the only Taoist robe in front of him, and asked tangledly, "Why don't you give me a sleeve?"

"Not suitable."

Li Ziye responded casually, looked at the Taoist robe in his hand, and said, "Is the old man Sazu sick? Such a big battle, just to hide a Taoist robe?"

"This robe should be a treasure."

Bai Wangyu picked up a corner of the Taoist robe, took a closer look, and said, "Immortal for a thousand years, ordinary Taoist robes can't do it."

"No matter how powerful it is, it is just a Taoist robe."

Li Ziye rubbed the Taoist robe in his hands vigorously, and replied, "The Li family has a lot of fabrics that are not rotted for a thousand years. Gold thread, silver thread, and golden silk, whichever one is woven into clothes, can be carried for 800 years. "

After speaking, Li Ziye took a few more glances at the Taoist robe, and then fell silent. After a while, he said, "Little monk, Lao Bai, take it."

"doing what?"

Sanzang took the Taoist robe and asked puzzledly.

"I'll try cutting a sword."

Li Ziye took two steps back, drew out the Chun Jun sword, and was about to chop off at the Taoist robe.

"Don't, don't."

Seeing the former's move, Sanzang hurriedly stopped him, saying, "Research it again, this thing should not be able to withstand Brother Li's sword."

"Brother Li, don't worry, there may be something else going on here."

Beside him, Bai Wangyu also stretched out his hand to block it with cold sweat on his face, and tried to persuade him.

Brother Li, are you mad?

Thinking about it, he spent so much effort, passed one test after another, and finally got such a tattered Taoist robe. If it were him, his mentality would collapse.

Fortunately, this time he is here to help.

"Young master, there are many tricks in Taoism, maybe this Taoist robe is really a treasure."

Behind him, Rihu also quickly stepped forward, helping and persuading him.

Hearing the advice of the three, Li Ziye fell silent again. After two breaths, he inserted the Chun Jun sword into the scabbard and said, "Don't react so violently, I am very calm."

The three looked at the former and exchanged glances. Bai Wangyu took the Taoist robe, put it away, and decided to keep it with him first.

He is now very sure that brother Li is on the verge of eruption, he is really afraid that brother Li will go crazy in a while and tear the robe left by Sa Zu.

It's better to wait for Brother Li to calm down before returning him.

"Amitabha."

At the side, Sanzang lowered his voice and said, "Brother Wangyu, this trip may have been in vain, little monk."

"Forget it, the future will be long."

Bai Wangyu replied in a low voice, "Brother Li is right in what he said before. These days, the relics of Taoist sages have appeared one after another. In the future, there will be opportunities to cooperate again. This time it will be practice."

"Amitabha, all right."

Sanzang nodded, then glanced at someone who was about to go mad, and said in a low voice, "Brother Li won't be mad at you, will you?"

"probably not."

Bai Wangyu said helplessly, "His luck has never been better, and he is probably used to it. It's not bad this time."

To some extent, Brother Li's identity as the Son of Destiny is really incomprehensible.

From the engraving of the name in Tianshu to the present, brother Li's chances are basically snatched by himself. There is really no such thing as a chance in the sky.

In the main hall, with the discovery of Sazu's ruins, the atmosphere became a little quieter.

The main reason is that no treasure was found, and the three of them didn't know what to do next.

Li Ziye, who was the only one who had the decision-making power, lost his mind in anger, and looked at Sa Zu's coffin several times, not knowing what to think.

"Amitabha."

Sanzang noticed the look in someone's eyes, and hurriedly persuaded, "Brother Li, the deceased are already dead, so let's not disturb their sleep."

Li Ziye ignored the little monk's words, looked at Rihu who was behind him, and said, "Uncle Ri, lift the coffin."

When Zhou Hu heard the words, he was stunned for a moment, and asked in surprise, "Sazu's coffin?"

"Here, are there any other coffins that haven't been moved?" Li Ziye asked with narrowed eyes.

"Ok."

Day Tiger smiled wryly, stepped forward, and was about to push the coffin aside.

"Brother Li, did you find something?" Bai Wangyu looked at the people around him and asked suspiciously.

"We'll talk about it later."

Li Ziye said calmly, "The main event should still be behind."

In front of the coffin, Dayhu reached out and rolled up his sleeves, rubbed his hands, then grabbed the coffin, shouted loudly, and forcibly moved the coffin away with his own strength.

The coffin had just been moved away, and in an instant, the purple air was surging under the coffin, gushing out like an underground spring, dazzling and gorgeous.

"Dragon Qi!"

When the three of them saw this, their expressions were shocked, and their eyes were fixed.

From behind, Li Ziye saw the purple air emanating from the coffin, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

Sure enough.

The purple energy coming from the east is not only the dream state of martial arts practitioners, but also a vision that can only be obtained after the formation of the treasure of heaven and earth. It is rare, so it is precious.

The formation of each dragon vein has to go through endless years. This time must be counted at least ten thousand years.

However, the royal family does not want to see this thing in the world.

The purpose of the old man Sazuna building this underground palace should be to suppress this dragon vein, so as to prevent it from being destroyed by future generations.

That old man is finally reliable once.

He accepted this great gift!