The crazy junior sister Yin turned into a dog, and the sky was full of gods and Buddhas and took a d

Sanmao walked over with a cold face, took Qianren from Mingfan, and threw it into the coffin without saying a word.

"We don't keep idle people, so hurry up."

Sanmao patted the unnecessary dust on his hands and followed Mingfan to look over.

Ming Fan looked at him speechlessly, even if she was raising him, it was her who raised him, when did it become 'them'?

However, after Qianren was thrown in, there was no movement.

Sanmao and Mingfan looked at each other: "?"

Is this a bottomless pit? If a thousand feet deep were thrown in, there would be no sound at all.

Even if a stone is thrown into the water, there should be a sound.

"It won't be torn into pieces..."

It was pitch black inside the coffin, and even if Ming Fan used a sunstone to shine through it, he couldn't see what was inside.

But just now, the spirit of the skeleton was able to move in and out freely, it's so magical.

Sanmao leaned his arm against the wall of the coffin and said, "Don't look at me. I am different from him."

Seeing Mingfan looking at him, Sanmao quickly protected his chest.

Not only does this sword master have no morals, he is also a sinister old man. If things go wrong, Qianren will stop moving and he will take advantage of Qianren's unpreparedness to turn around and throw him in as well.

The key is that Qianren will not die, but he will!

Ming Fan looked at Sanmao with resentment and said, "Am I that kind of person?" Then he turned and left.

She naturally knew that Sanmao and Qianren were different.

I don’t know what kind of talent could have forged a magical weapon like Qianren.

Qianren can change its shape at will according to the owner's wishes, and even if it is broken into pieces, it can be restored by putting them together.

Therefore, Ming Fan was not worried about him, unless he was extremely unlucky and was crushed into pieces.

If that's the case... then he's out of luck.

She must buy him a luxurious coffin and bury him with honor.

"what are you going to do?"

Seeing Mingfan turn around and leave, Sanmao looked puzzled.

"The chickens have laid eggs, go collect them." Ming Fan ran towards the spirits that were refined by the Red Lotus Core Fire without looking back.

Sanmao: "...Huh?"

Not knowing why she suddenly became confused or had a tantrum, Sanmao pondered for a moment, then looked away, frowned, and continued to stare at the coffin.

This guy wouldn't really die, would he? If he died, Ming Fan would only have him from now on...

Sanmao shuddered all over, it was really terrifying.

Ming Fan bent down and swept the ground as if he was picking eggs.

After the spirit was refined by the red lotus core fire, the crystals, large and small, were scattered on the ground, flashing a faint blue light, like bright stars in the night sky.

She dug and dug on the small piece of land.

In a blink of an eye, Ming Fan had picked up a bag full of crystals.

The dark blue soul crystals are like precious blue tears in the sea, each one glowing with light, making you unable to take your eyes away at first glance.

"Well, that's really good." Ming Fan nodded with satisfaction.

I fell into a hole, but unexpectedly I gained a lot.

What a good hole! Ming Fan couldn’t stop smiling. Please give her a few more such sensible and obedient holes.

"Oh, congratulations."

Sanmao was still lying on the sarcophagus. Seeing Mingfan grinning like a 200-pound idiot, he congratulated him perfunctorily.

Put the crystal away.

If she could absorb all the spiritual power contained in these crystals, her realm would be greatly improved.

Ming Fan estimated that reaching the peak state in the early stage of out-of-body experience should not be a problem.

Ming Fan took two steps at a time and returned to the coffin. Seeing that Qianren had not come out yet, he sighed.

Sure enough, there is another secret inside the coffin.

But at this moment, I can't just sit here and slowly study the secret of this coffin.

"Hey ah!"

Ming Fan bent down, put his hands on both sides of the coffin, gathered his energy into his dantian, and exerted force suddenly.

"..."

Sanmao raised his toes and leaped back a few steps, leaving the space for her.

I've seen ghosts before in the dark, but this is the first time I've seen someone pull out a coffin from behind... they're really strong.

After all, although this sarcophagus looks heavy, it is actually not light at all.

Ming Fan carried the coffin on his back and called out to the person behind him, "What are you looking at? Come and help!"

Sanmao's mouth drooped, and he stepped forward helplessly. He imitated Mingfan's way and let out an "Ah!", and lifted up the other side of the coffin.

How should I put it? Ever since he followed Ming Fan, he no longer knew what face was.

Ming Fan pointed at the hole above with one free hand.

"Go up first and then talk."

……

When Mingfan and Sanmao carried the coffin up.

As expected, Lin Wanshu and the others were not waiting for her at the cave entrance as the spirit had pretended to be.

Because... they were fighting.

That's right, fighting bugs.

Everyone was busy with their work. Except for Lin Wanshu and his friends who were handling the work with ease, the other disciples of the Sun family were in a mess.

But Lin Wanshu and the others had to protect those disciples, and for the time being they were unable to go down and rescue Ming Fan.

This is why Ming Fan stayed down there for such a long time but no one came to look for her.

Ming Fan's mouth twitched. She had just arrived, did she really need to be so stimulating?

He jumped from one pit to another, not giving her any chance to breathe.

Ming Fan looked closely and saw that they were indeed fighting with the bugs, but they were fighting against those eight-foot-tall men.

It turned out to be a bug with a small nose.

This picture is indeed impactful.

Dense swarms of brown reptiles came like a tide.

As if they had sensed Ming Fan's popularity, a wave of insects crawled towards him as if they had discovered a new continent.

"Junior sister, fire attack!"

Lin Wanshu noticed the movement on Mingfan's side and said something.

"Oh."

Ming Fan smashed the coffin to the ground and used the Red Lotus Core Fire again.

This mysterious place is indeed mysterious, with so many wonders that it’s hard to describe.

Not to mention the spirits that give birth to intelligence, the spiritual energy here is thin, but there are so many insects living here, and there are also many spirits.

Ming Fan had a gloomy face, wondering how many surprises were waiting for them.

Ming Fan killed half of the insects that flew over with his fire, but before he could deal with the other half, another half came.

If the strange fire had not already combined with her spiritual roots, Ming Fan had no doubt that if she continued to use it like this, she would end up dying sooner or later.

Now things are different. Before we can figure out the coffin, it is besieged by a swarm of insects again.

Ming Fan was struggling with the bugs and took the time to take a look at them.

It is brown in color, wingless, but has eight legs and can crawl very fast.

It was a new species she had never seen before.

According to her experience, anything that has never been seen before is always powerful.

The reaction of the Sun family disciples confirmed her guess the next second.

I don't know who was bitten by the bug and let out a scream.

"This bug is poisonous!"

The person closest to the disciple hurried over to help and fed him the medicine he was carrying.

But it's no use...

This bug was so poisonous that even the medical practitioners in the Sun family had trouble dealing with it.