Unseen Immortal of Three Hundred Years

Xiao Fuxuan's coffin?

Xiao Fuxuan...

Wu Xingxue repeated it softly.

The subordinates followed, but they refused to get too close to the coffin.

Ning Huaishan stretched his neck so long, he wondered: "It's strange, why is the coffin of Tianxiu Shangxian here?"

Good boy, is a talker.

Wu Xingxue was still thinking about who Xiao Fuxuan was, for fear that she would make a mistake and reveal her secrets.Thanks to Ning Huaishan's quick talk, he avoided disaster.

But it is indeed strange.

Wu Xingxue didn't understand the rules here, but he had read the script.

The gods in the scriptures all regard evil spirits as filth, and they are incompatible with each other.Who would put his own coffin in the big prison dedicated to the devil, for fear that he would die in peace?

Or... otherwise?

As Wu Xingxue thought about it, she stretched out her hand to caress the side of the white jade coffin filled with nails.

He had a bad habit since he was a child. Most of the princes in Quedu love rare things, such as shark beads, prajna, and lamps that illuminate the world.Flower names get bigger than one.

He is not.

He is very old-fashioned, he just likes white jade, and when he sees it, he can't help but try it out.

……

"If you ask me, it's definitely not a real coffin. It's a tomb of clothes."

"Isn't it surprising that the Clothes Tomb is different from lying here in person?"

"That's true! There is an ugly stone statue carved in the dilapidated temple on the top of the mountain. You can say that it has the spirit of the deity, let alone the underwear? That is not called the spirit, it is the deity. You, the city lord—"

Ning Huaishan was so angry that he turned around, and saw his city lord touching the coffin.

Ning Huaishan: "..."

Ning Huaishan: "???"

It's really weird.

The scene was so weird that the subordinates were stunned.

The devil is indeed uncertain, and it is true that there are always unexpected actions.He doesn't smile because he's happy, and he doesn't speak softly to compliment you.

Serving is really difficult to serve, and it is really impossible to see through.

……

But that was Xiao Fuxuan, the Xiao Fuxuan who nailed him into Canglang Northern Territory.What is he... touching it for?

Ning Huaishan licked his lips: "City Lord, who is this?"

The few of them looked at each other, and then at Wu Xingxue.The subordinate who was closest to Ning Huaishan suddenly moved his neck strangely.He stretched out a finger and wrote on Ning Huaishan's hanging hand:

"Do you think..."

Before I finished writing, I heard a "bang--" sound.

Where Wu Xingxue's fingers touched, the black coffin nails suddenly popped out, more than a foot long.The nail was still stained with jade shavings, and there was a layer of pale golden light around it, as if it had been pulled out by a strong force.

"..."

The writing hand paused and curled up its fingers.

Then came the second sound.

boom--

Another black coffin nail came out.

And then the third one.

Fourth.

……

Every time a coffin nail was missing, the entire white jade coffin would tremble.

Not only the coffin, but also the Sword Tomb, the giant tree, and even the entire wilderness will tremble.

Ning Huaishan and the others retreated a few meters away in an instant as if they were facing a formidable enemy, exclaiming: "City Lord, I thought... so you want to open the coffin?!"

No, I am not.

Wu Xingxuexin said that as long as I know some spells, I can run faster than you.

Too bad he won't.Not only could he not run, he could hardly move his feet.There was some kind of divine power in the coffin, under the trembling, there seemed to be countless invisible hands on the ground, holding him tightly.

So his subordinates withdrew, and he was still standing by the coffin, watching the coffin nails fall.

When the last "bang" sounded, the huge white jade coffin lid fell to the ground with a sound of "stone grinding".

Wu Xingxue closed his eyes.

He didn't smell decaying air, only the smell of cold snow and flying dust before the tip of his nose.

It's a bit like midwinter in Quedu.

"It's really open..." Ning Huaishan and the others murmured, "City Lord, what's inside?"

Wu Xingxue opened his eyes.

The white jade coffin was much taller than normal coffins, and he couldn't see the inside from him.

The grip under his feet disappeared at some point, he hesitated and took a step closer: "Inside is..."

Xiao Fuxuan.

Wu Xingxue moved her lips, then subconsciously pursed them together.

So unexpected.

In the white jade coffin actually lies the Celestial Immortal of Tianxiu.It's the same as the phantom on the golden lotus before, but it's not the same.

The inner wall of this jade coffin was covered with a layer of deep cold air, Xiao Fuxuan was lying in it, the black funeral nails on his closed eyebrows and ear bones were covered with frost, it looked colder than jade bi, without a trace of vitality.

Wu Xingxue put the jade coffin on her and lowered her eyes for a long time.

"City Lord, is it the Clothes Tomb? Or did you put some personal things here?" Ning Huaishan's voice moved from far to near.

Several subordinates waited for the answer for a long time, and hesitantly surrounded him.

As soon as I probed, I saw Xiao Fuxuan's face.

……

Ning Huaishan quickly returned to the original point.

Several other people wanted to run, but one of them said, "Huh? No, wait!"

Ning Huaishan: "I'm crazy, should I wait?"

"The city master is here, why are you panicking! Look carefully, the one in the coffin is not the deity."

Um?Not the deity?

Wu Xingxue raised his eyes, but fearing that he would be too surprised, he lowered them again.

Fortunately, Ning Huaishan opened his mouth: "Not the deity?"

"That's right. Did you forget? The favorite thing for those immortals is to divide themselves into some other physical body, throwing one here and another there."

Oh, I also like to write like this in the story books, the gods travel the world.

Wu Xingxue thought to herself.

"How did you find out?" Ning Huaishan returned suspiciously.

"After all, I'm so old. I've seen something like this. Look at his left wrist."

Wu Xingxue looked over.

On the inner side of the left wrist of the person in the coffin, there is a small black streak, like the Wang Lian before.

So, is it really not the deity, just an empty shell?

Several subordinates were still talking, but Wu Xingxue didn't listen carefully.

Because he was thinking about a question——

Since the one in the jade coffin is not the true deity, there is no intention of deceiving the corpse.

So... who opened the coffin just now?

For a moment, he looked down at his hands.

He almost suspected that the so-called original owner of the devil hadn't completely dissipated, maybe there was still some remaining power in his hands.

But it's not right either.

When he touched the coffin, he didn't use any strength in his hands, he really just touched it.

Besides...

If the original owner is still there, wouldn't it be easy to snatch this body with the other party's ability?Why has he been allowed to occupy this body until now?

Wu Xingxue was thinking so wildly, and suddenly caught a glimpse of an object covered under the palm of "Xiao Fuxuan", which was caged by the slightly curved fingers of Tiansu Shangxian, only a corner was exposed.

Is it a jade carving?

Wu Xingxue hesitated for a moment, then murmured in his heart: "Although you are just a shell, I still have to say hello, I've offended you."

He pushed aside the cold fingers of the person in the coffin, and took out the things under his palm.

It was a portrait carved from white jade, the carver was lifelike, but the portrait had no face, so it was impossible to tell who it was.Instead, he was holding a long sword in his hand, and there was a carved platform at the foot of the portrait.

In Quedu, there is only one kind of stone carving and jade carving with a square platform-the statue used for worship.

I don't know if it's the same here.

If it is a statue of a god, it is holding a sword.It should be Tianxiu Shangxian himself.

Wu Xingxue guessed, and unconsciously wiped the carvings on the square platform with her thumb.

He didn't know where he touched it, but suddenly his heart skipped a beat and he heard a voice.

"Have you ever been to Spring Banner City in the west of Dream City? There is a strange doctor Wusheng there."

Wu Xingxue: "..."

He almost threw the idol out.

But fortunately, he has seen countless scenes in Quedu in the past, and what he is best at is not changing his face.

Who is speaking?Why do I hear this voice?

Wu Xingxue lowered her eyes, but there was an undercurrent surging in her heart.

Is it because of holding this statue?

Wu Xingxue was silent for a moment, then touched the carved flower with her thumb.

This time nothing happened.

what happened?Don't play with the upper body of ghosts and get hysteria, right?

Wu Xingxue looked at the statue again, muttering to himself.

"Want to go back? Find him."

At a certain moment, the voice appeared again without warning.

Wu Xingxue tightened her fingers.

The content was still endless, but the phrase "Do you want to go back?" was right on his mind.

Want to go back?

Of course I wanted to.

He wanted to go back to the capital too much.

There are no demons and monsters there, no places like the Canglang Northern Territory, and no clanging sky locks.

There is no distinction between the fairy capital and the devil's cave, only the human world and the noisy carriages and horses, which can come and go freely.

Spring Banner City...

Physician...

He subconsciously repeated the two names, and laughed at himself in his heart.

You are really a demon.Wu Xingxue said to himself.

You don't know whose voice it is, or who the words are addressed to.It's very likely that it's just the remaining spiritual consciousness on the statue, which just happened to match your thoughts, and you actually took it seriously.

He shook his head lightly, and was about to put the demonic statue back when the vague voice sounded again.

"This kind of body is the most useful. Hold your wrist and fill it with spiritual consciousness, and you will be a puppet. If you are a big shot, then you will make money. Take it out to be obedient and majestic...Are you obedient?"

"..."

Wu Xingxue directly threw the statue back into the coffin.

He respected that Tianxiu Shangxian and avoided people.The statue fell to the bottom of the jade with a clatter, Ning Huaishan and the others trembled in shock.

"City lord, this idol can't be... the city lord?" Ning Huaishan said halfway, when he saw their city lord holding the side of the coffin, bowing and stretching out his hand towards the person inside the coffin.

He saw Wu Xingxue holding Xiao Fuxuan's wrist, rubbing the black stripe with his thin thumb.

Isn't this, isn't this the way to be a puppet? !

Several people under him were startled: "City Master! You, you don't mean to make the mortal body of the Heavenly Exalted Immortal into your own puppet, right?!"

Wu Xingxue said, of course not, dare I?Besides, will I?

In fact, he couldn't tell why he touched it.In order to prove that the voice in the head is not imaginary?But he can't really prove anything, after all, the voice said, to infuse spiritual consciousness.

He had nothing to drink, so he could only press dryly, how could he get results from the test——

Before this thought disappeared, he suddenly felt something jump under his thumb.

Very light, like the pulse of a living person.

Wu Xingxue: "?"

……

……

……

you wait a minute

He was startled suddenly, and when he looked up, he saw the person in the coffin who had been dead for an unknown period of time suddenly opened his eyes.

Ning Huaishan and his ghost screamed loudly: "It's done! It's really done, the city lord, look, the puppet is done, he opened his eyes!"

The hearts of their city lords are cold.

He opened his eyes.

The scary thing is that I didn't do anything, but he really opened his eyes.

Wu Xingxue didn't even have time to distinguish a sentence when he felt a blur in front of his eyes.

A huge force fell on him, and then the world spun, he subconsciously closed his eyes.

No one saw clearly how the newly formed "puppet" in the coffin got up, but felt that the hurricane in the wilderness swirled a vortex in front of the coffin with vast snow foam.

All the long swords in the sword mound began to tremble, and the sound of metal and stone clashing was mixed in the wind, almost confused with the chains on Wu Xingxue's body.

When the wind and snow cleared, the "puppet" pressed Wu Xingxue to the ground, and caught the long sword flying from the sword mound with his right hand.The sword flower turned around, and the cold glow turned downward.

……

Wu Xingxue suddenly opened his eyes when he heard the sword wind.But he saw the tip of the sword wedged into the ground a short distance away, and the cold sword energy swept towards him with the wind, and barely stopped at his neck.

Unscathed, and sharp on the side.

He saw Xiao Fuxuan blink the cold frost between his brows and eyes, and looked down.

After a long time, his name was called: "Wu Xingxue."