"The old slave thinks he is physically strong, but he dare not climb to the peak of the sky so hard. If it were an ordinary person, he would have been blown to death by the strong wind. The master has such great perseverance, and his cultivation in the future will definitely defy the heavens." This is the scene.
Wu Lan's true words, after watching Ying Zhuyue's mountain climbing process, at this time, I have completely admired Ying Zhuyue.
"Whatever I give, I will get in return. If I want to survive in this world, I must make myself strong enough." Ying Zhuyue said calmly.
In her previous life, didn't she work a hundred times harder than ordinary people? If you want to conquer the world, you can't just talk, you must take action.
Lintian Peak reaches straight into the clouds, surrounded by smoke, like a fairyland.
When I looked carefully, I saw several huge coffins placed on the top of the peak. When I got closer, I found that there were complex inscriptions carved on the coffins. Through those coffins, I could feel an unusually ancient atmosphere.
, and there is also a hint of summoning.
"These are called sky coffins, and legend has it that they existed when the Izumo Mountains were first formed. No one has ever opened these coffins, and few people have even been able to get within ten meters of them."
Jing Wulan stood in the distance, looking at Ying Zhuyue with astonishment. When he climbed to Lintian Peak, he was already at the peak of the sky, but when he wanted to get close to these coffins, he was bounced away by a force.
, without any chance to resist, he was directly blasted down to Lintian Peak.
If he hadn't been highly cultivated, he would have definitely been beaten to death.
Now he doesn't dare to get close, precisely because he still has psychological shadow from what happened back then. Now he sees Ying Zhuyue coming to the coffin, and he is very surprised to think that she is just Xuan Gang Mirror.
"Master, don't you feel any resistance?" Jing Wulan asked.
"Resistance?" Ying Zhuyue turned around with a confused look on his face, "There was no resistance, but I felt calls one after another, as if something was calling me."
Jing Wulan looked even more surprised, thought for a moment and said, "Could it be that you are the legendary destined person?"
"Destined person?"
"Since ancient times, there has been a legend in the Izumo Mountains. Anyone who can approach the ossuary and open the coffins is the one destined by destiny." Jing Wulan explained.
Hearing what he said, Ying Zhuyue's interest was aroused, and he stretched out his hand to open one of the coffins, but before he could put his hand on it, it bounced away like an electric shock, and his face became surprisingly ugly.
"What happened?" Jing Wulan asked.
"I wanted to put my hand up before, but there was a breath of death coming from the coffin. If I hadn't stopped in time, the breath of death might have invaded my body." She looked scared. Although the breath of death just now was just
It appeared for a moment, but it made her feel extremely frightened, as if her whole body was plunged into an ice cellar, her whole body was cold, and her blood was about to stop flowing.
"There is indeed a mystery, and the rumors should not be believed easily. This old slave is guilty and should not talk nonsense." Jing Wulan looked horrified.
"It doesn't matter, you don't have any intention." Ying Zhuyue waved her hand and didn't go to Jing Wulan at all. Even if Jing Wulan hadn't said anything, she would have thought about opening it herself.
It’s just that you can’t touch it now. Could it be that you just came to take a look today and have to leave?
She was thinking in her mind, but found that her body was floating up uncontrollably, and countless auras of heaven and earth gathered towards her wind control, forming a vortex.