Chapter 49: The Death Coffin Casts the Yin Body"of course." Wu Gensheng stood up, glanced at Li Muxuan, and said, "Let's go." Old Man Duan took staggering steps and came to the outside of the deserted temple. The golden talisman held between his fingers began to burn, and the red words became brighter and brighter. When Li Muxuan and Wu Gensheng crossed the threshold and arrived in front of the temple, he put his hands on the shoulders of the two youngsters and reminded them, "Hold on tight." "call out--!" Before he finished speaking, a golden light flashed out of nowhere, rose into the air, carrying Wu Gensheng and Li Muxuan straight into the sky, cutting through the clouds and disappearing at the end of the sky. A fierce gust of wind blew towards them, making their clothes rustle and their hair fly. The vast and lofty scenery appeared at Li Muxuan's feet. He looked at the passing scenery and his thoughts drifted away. Time seemed to have passed in a flash, but it also seemed like several hours had passed. When Li Muxuan came to his senses, he saw an endless and desolate mountain in front of him. Graves were everywhere, and there were even many rotten corpses lying on the mountain road, being eaten by vultures.
The vast fog enveloped the rugged mountains, concealing the gloomy and ominous atmosphere, but the disgusting stench of corpses seeped into every inch of soil. "call out--!" The dazzling golden light struck the misty ridge and fell into a dark mountain somewhere. "boom!" The ground was trampled into pieces and dust was raised by the powerful impact. Old Man Duan's face was pale, with blood coming out of his mouth and nose, and he looked exhausted. He had been carrying two people across dozens of mountains and rivers, which almost cost him his life. The Qi in his body was close to its limit. "Master, if you can't do it, just take a rest. Why bother?" Seeing the old man's hands and feet twitching and almost kneeling on the ground, Wu Gensheng hurriedly supported him. "It's no problem, Master." Old Man Duan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked up at the withered figure standing in front of the cave, and grinned: "Hey, it's really rare. I haven't seen you for so many years, you old witch." "Yes, Fellow Daoist Duan, how are you?" Granny Liu was leaning on a cane, and her weathered face gradually showed a gentle smile: "More than a decade has passed, and I never thought you would be able to master the Golden Escape Flowing Light. It's great to see." "Master, you two, please follow me in." She turned around and walked slowly along the rock tunnel where the oil lamps were hung. Wu Gensheng and a few others followed her and headed downwards. In the stuffy environment, the thick smell of blood seeped out from the stone walls, as if it had turned into substance, making the already turbid air even sticky. Li Muxuan looked a little uncomfortable and resistant. Old Man Duan, who was standing by, saw this and couldn't help but sigh with a smile: "Relax and let this energy enter your internal organs. It won't rot your body. On the contrary, it will be beneficial." "." Li Muxuan remained silent, and his already slow pace became more natural.
After a while, under the leadership of Liu Pozi, several people arrived at the end of the cave. A huge, swaying blood-red pool of water was floating up and down in the sunken deep pit. "This" Li Muxuan, standing on the stone road, felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave. He felt fear instinctively and his blood almost froze. Various herbs, bones, and rare animal organs, soaked in blood, exude a fresh and deep fragrance. Wu Gensheng looked down with a calm expression, crossed his arms around his body, took off his shirt, revealing his strong body. "Thank you for your hard work" "It's not complicated. I have already mastered this technique to perfection." Mrs. Liu slowly unfolded a roll of dark brown sheepskin. As she whispered, the densely covered ancient characters on it began to wriggle like black worms, then condensed into lines and fell into the pool of blood. Dark green Qi radiated from the thin body, gradually covering Liu Pozi's entire body. The ceremony was complicated, until she opened her eyes again, the blood pool below began to tremble and shake, and two stone coffins gradually rose from the bottom of the pool, and the coffin lids were opened, revealing the dark interior. "Master, Li Xiaoyou, it's done." Granny Liu looked back and said with a calm smile: "Go in." "Thank you so much, old man." Wu Gensheng clasped his fists and bowed. "Master, what on earth is this?" Li Muxuan asked anxiously, with sweat running down his cheeks. His intuition told him that the sarcophagus suspended in blood was extremely ominous, and once he entered, something unexpected might happen. "The coffin of death casts the Yin body." Before Wu Gensheng could answer, Mrs. Liu gave an explanation: "This is a secret method from Southern Border. If you and the Sect Leader encounter any misfortune in Mount Longhu, you can use this coffin to extend your life." "She's right. I've been here before." Wu Gensheng responded briefly, then jumped down, fell into the coffin, and sank to the bottom of the pool. Li Muxuan weighed the pros and cons for a moment and took a step forward. Just as he was about to jump, Mrs. Liu raised her crutch to stop him. "After entering the coffin, you must not circulate Qi, just fall into a natural sleep." "Take this. If you encounter anyone from Trinity Sect, take it immediately. Don't hesitate." A hand as dry as tree bark held a bottle of secret medicine and handed it to me. Li Muxuan took it hesitantly, put it in his arms, bowed to the old woman and thanked her. Then, without saying anything more, he also jumped into the sarcophagus in the blood pool and was submerged in countless blood. Inside the dark, wet coffin, Li Muxuan could feel countless strange creeping substances covering his entire body, and he was becoming more and more paralyzed, his consciousness was fading, and he fell into a serious coma. On the stone steps, Old Man Duan sat on an oval stone, looking sideways at the blood pool, and couldn't help but sneer: "Old man, you are so generous. When I was almost beaten to death by the old Taoist priest Niubi, you didn't even give it to me." The words were full of accusation, but Mrs. Liu didn't care and asked back: "You must be joking, old friend. Even if I open the coffin and invite you in, you may not dare to go in, right?" "As long as you are willing, there is also a coffin, which I will give to you now."
Old Man Duan's eyes were cold and he refused, "That's not necessary. That thing is very dirty. You can keep it for yourself." “No chance” Granny Liu looked up, her figure lonely, and recalled with regret: "Thanks to Old Man Zuo, my Yin body has used up all its carrying capacity. If another disaster strikes, I will be in trouble." ".You have committed enough sins in this life. It is not easy to live to this day." Old Man Duan sighed. As an old acquaintance, he knew what happened back then. It was too cruel. He was even slightly implicated and would have been almost beheaded if he had not escaped quickly. "Besides, the enemy is gone, and the sect that I worked so hard to build has lost its reputation. Why should I still be obsessed with it? Wouldn't it be better to return to Southern Xinjiang, away from disputes, and enjoy my old age in peace?" "not good." Mrs. Liu spoke briefly and to the point, and she was determined to fight the Sanyi Sect to the death. The two stopped chatting and waited there. After a stick of incense burned out, when the blood began to tremble again, two coffins floated up. Mrs. Liu raised her walking stick, which fell to the ground with a jolt. The coffin opened, and two unconscious figures were captured from the air and fell to the ground. Wu Gensheng and Li Muxuan were covered in filth, their faces were terribly pale, like corpses, and they even had no breath through their mouths and noses. "Old witch, are they okay?" Old Man Duan stretched out his finger to touch Wu Gensheng's forehead and found it was eerily cold. "They will wake up soon. Take them out and leave here." Granny Liu continued to perform her secret technique, and the sarcophagus in the distance gradually closed, revealing two identical bodies sleeping quietly inside, each with a crystal white qi ball between their eyebrows. “Good means” Old Man Duan was amazed by what he saw. He turned around, put down his left and right hands, dragged each person by the ankle, and walked away without looking back. (End of this chapter)