In a moment, the coffin was sealed tightly.

Xu Xuan was wearing shackles and could not move. Although there was a row of air holes around the edge of the coffin lid, he still felt indescribable and almost suffocated.

The coffin was shaking, as if it was lifted up by the jailers, and then walked for a while, and the sound of "swinging" water was faintly heard, as fast as a river.

Xu Xuan's heart sank. Could it be that these people want to throw him into Jinjiang? Then he thought, if he really wanted to drown him, why should he be sealed into a coffin? This is a waste of time? Besides, the prison in Chengdu should be near the yamen, so how could it be by the Jinjiang River so quickly?

Just as he was suspicious, the prison guards shouted in unison, threw the coffin up, smashed it down with a "bang", shaking left and right, making his bones cracked and painful.

Then I heard the sound of rowing again, and it was creaking continuously, as if I had arrived on a boat, swaying and undulating regularly. Xu Xuan's cheeks were against the coffin, which happened to be close to a vent. He narrowed his eyes and wanted to see what was going on, but only saw a dark chaos.

Lin Lingsu smiled and said, "Ge Laodao has passed on you all the 'Cuixu Golden Elixir Method', but he didn't even teach the simplest 'Dimensional View', which is so bad. Hehe, with your ability, you can't even save your parents, and you still want to save the people of the world?"

Xu Xuan said in his heart: "You are powerful and are you still trapped in a gourd, begging me to let you out?" However, his mouth and nose were sealed with a skin covering and he could not retort. At this time, the fear gradually faded, and he felt strange. I didn't know where these people were carrying coffins on a boat and were going to send themselves?

He listened intently. Apart from the sound of oars and oars and the echoes of the empty space, there was no other sound. It was not like sailing in the river, but like walking in the underground river. He felt even more surprised. Could it be that there was a secret passage in the water prison that connected to the underground river?

Just as I was curious, I heard someone gently pat the lid of the coffin and sighed: "Xuan'er, the person who knows the current affairs is a hero, and my uncle has no choice but to blame your father for his deep friendship with Zhenren Ge, which led to this disaster. If you had explained the whereabouts of Lin Lingsu earlier, my uncle might be able to take care of the people and save your parents' lives. Now...ah, it's too late now."

Hearing his voice, Xu Xuan's anger immediately rushed to his head again. He didn't know where the strength came from, and his hands suddenly shook, and a "square" sounded lightly. The thick and solid wooden shackles were actually shaken out of a crack by him.

He was shocked and happy, and then felt a bone-bone pain, and sweat was pouring out. He was tortured by Zheng Hu for a long time. Although he had not damaged his meridians, his ribs and arm bones were broken. With such force, he could not help but involve multiple wounds.

Cheng Zhongfu was unaware of it and sighed again, saying, "That monster is the public enemy of the world. Even if the Zhao Guan family doesn't take you, you will sooner or later fall into the hands of Taoism, Buddha and demons. There will be more than these sufferings. A man is innocent and is guilty of possessing a treasure. In order to take the Qiankun Yuanqi pot in your belly, let alone cut the belly, even if you cut the slice into the pot, those people can do it. My uncle does this, which will make you suffer less."

Xu Xuan's mind sounded "buzzing" and it turned out that this guy already knew that the gourd was in his belly! But why didn't he cut his stomach and seize it? Suddenly he thought of Grandma Li Huo's tragic situation, and suddenly realized that this traitor must be afraid of Lin Lingsu's "stolen alchemy method", so he did not dare to act rashly.

He was shocked and angry and contemptuous, and continued to listen, but Cheng Zhongfu had no words anymore. There was a quiet area around him, with only the rhythmic and gentle sound of rowing.

After a while, with a "stern" sound, the hull seemed to be touching some rocky reef, and it was circling and pausing. Then, the sound of the tiny and rapid footsteps of a few people, and the front end of the coffin suddenly tilted upwards, as if it was lifted up, and it was shaking upwards.

A faint light shot into the air hole, and you can still smell the scent of incense. The higher you go, the more you go, the more intense the cigarette smell, accompanied by the sound of singing and chanting scriptures.

Xu Xuan was furious. It seemed that this place was either a Buddhist temple or a Taoist temple.

Cheng Zhongfu is a great disciple of the Iron Sword Sect, so of course he would not hand him over to Buddhism. Qingcheng Mountain is close to Chengdu Prefecture, and there are many Qingcheng Sect Taoist temples inside and outside the city. It is a pity that these bulls want to collude with the government and secretly connect with prisons.

The coffin shook left and right, and as he walked through a cup of hot tea, the sound of chanting scriptures became louder and louder. The scriptures sounded extremely strange, not like Taoist scriptures, but like some mantra. Xu Xuancai focused his mind for a moment, and felt his blood surging, and he was indescribable annoyance and suffocation.

"I think it's someone, it turns out to be this dog thief!" Lin Lingsu suddenly sneered and said in a sequel, "Boy, your uncle not only betrayed your family, but also sold his own senior brother."

Lin Lingsuxiao was crazy and unruly and cynical. Even if he was trapped in a pot, he always talked and laughed and teased. Since Xu Xuan "meeted" him, he had never seen him so angry and secretly wondered in his heart that he was the "dog thief" he said, and that he had made him so resentful?

The sound of the scriptures became louder and louder, and the coffin began to shake violently. The few people carrying the coffin seemed to be unable to support it, and rushed forward a few steps, then panickedly placed the wooden coffin on the ground.

The coffin lid was shaking continuously, and circles of silver light were opened, making Xu Xuan almost unable to open his eyes. When he focused his attention and looked again, he was shocked. The originally thick and dark coffin lid became transparent like glass, and it rippled slightly like water waves. He looked up and seemed to be at the bottom of a lake.

There were red beams and red pillars around, and cigarettes were curling. There were dozens of soap-clothed Taoist priests standing. It was indeed a very majestic palace hall.

A Taoist priest in purple clothes and jade crown stood beside the coffin, carrying a long sword on his back, holding a whisk slanted, and pressing his left hand on the lid of the coffin, the light ripples. The man's temples were as frosty, but his skin was as smooth as jade. If it weren't for a purple-red scar on his eyebrows, he would look as beautiful as a woman.

The Taoist Ziyi stared at him with bright eyes and smiled and said, "Brother Ling'e, you and I first met at the Bailu Cliff, and today we met again in Qingyang Palace. "Ride on that white deer, my hand is illuminated by the grass, I suspect it is Qingyang Old, I don't know if this is God's will?" His left hand suddenly pressed down.

Xu Xuan's chest and lungs were blocked, and the iron mask suddenly burst out, his breathing was smooth, and he was surprised and surprised: "It turns out that this is Qingyang Palace in the southern suburbs. This person can shake the iron mask through the lid of the coffin, and his true energy is so strong. From his tone, he seems to have an old acquaintance with the old monster Lin Lingsu, but he doesn't know who it is?"

Before he could finish his thoughts, the dantian suddenly buzzed and shook. Lin Lingsu laughed and said, "Fuck your grandma's bullshit! Wang Wenqing, I was about to leave Emei, so I went to Penglai to save your corpse and become an immortal. I didn't expect that you would come to your door by yourself. It's wonderful, wonderful!"

Xu Xuan was shocked and realized that this person was Wang Wenqing, the "Chonghezi" who was as famous as Lin Lingsu!

This man and Lin Lingsu jointly created the "Shenxiao Sect". His "Five Thunder and Lightning Swords" are even known as one of the "Four Great Swords in the World". No wonder this palm slapped not only shattered the iron cover on his face, but also knocked open the seal of the Qiankun Yuanqi Pot together.

Wang Wenqing smiled and said, "I haven't seen you for twenty years. Brother Ling'e is still as sharp as a gun, and his style is still there. Unfortunately, this place is not Jiuhuading or Wuyi Mountain. I spent ten years to pick Fusang in the East China Sea and make this soul-stopping coffin for today."

As he said that, he picked up a four-inch-long bronze nail with his right hand and slapped it into the lid of the coffin. Xu Xuan was shocked, as if he was being beaten by a huge force.

Lin Lingsu laughed wildly and said, "Wang Wenqing, Wang Wenqing, you have tried your best to just want my "Shenxiao Five Thunders"? Unfortunately, twenty years ago, at the foot of Jiuhua Mountain, the secret book was burned to ashes by me and various sects of mind! If you want to know how to combine the five thunders and survive the heavenly tribulation, you will let me out obediently, cut off your feet, kowtow and apologize..."

"Ho" and Wang Wenqing slapped twelve copper nails into the edge of the coffin and said, "Brother Ling'e, since you remember them all in your heart, it's best. When I nail all these 108 "Search the Gods" into it, whether you say it or not, I will naturally have a way to know."

Lin Lingsu said, "Very good, very good, I want to see your new skills. Unfortunately, the turtle sons from various sects of the three religions are searching for me all over the city. If you make such a big noise, you are afraid that before my soul leaves my body, all the monsters and monsters will come to you."

Wang Wenqing shook his head and said, "Don't worry, this soul-suppressing coffin is made of Fusang divine wood, mixed gold sand at the bottom of the sea, and 13 ancient divine artifacts are calcined for three years. Yin and Yang are separated, and gods and ghosts cannot escape. Even if those people have a thousand miles of eyes and ears, they cannot see or hear them."

The more he was afraid of his hands, the faster he was. The nails were nailed into the wood, and the sound of spells from the Taoist priests around him became louder and louder. The coffin shook rapidly, and squeezed from all sides like a storm.

Xu Xuan wanted to breathe, but felt his heart and lungs swelling and exploding. Every blood vessel and every meridian in his body seemed to be about to explode. Thinking that he was going to die in this coffin for no reason, he could not even see his parents for the last time. He was shocked and sad, and wished he could roar wildly.

"Create the wind and refine the fire!"

Wang Wenqing swung his palms and slapped the cover of the coffin suddenly, and the one hundred and eight "Su Shen Nails" suddenly burst into clusters of blue and purple flames.

Taoist priests around him chanted the spell in unison, drew their swords and ran around the coffin. Dozens of sword lights danced colorfully like lightning, which made his eyes sore that he could not open them.

The flames became more and more fierce. Although the soul-suppressing coffin was not damaged at all, it was burning hot like a cauldron. In an instant, Xu Xuan's back, shoulders, buttocks... and the flesh on the coffin were as if it was burned, and blue smoke came out, screaming in pain.

I don’t know if it was stimulated by the rebounding true energy in his body, the agate gourd flew in his dantian, facing the airflow outside his body, twisting like a twist, making it even more painful.

Lin Lingsu passed away and shouted, "Boy, if you want to save your parents alive, you should keep your dantian and recite the secrets with me."
Chapter completed!