"Sister, it seems that this coffin is a good thing. Do you want to move it back? In that case, you can lie in it and practice every day, and then make rapid progress and reach the realm of refining gods. That will be amazing, equivalent to an immortal."
Xiaoqian shouted.
"Haha, the coffin is certainly a good coffin. Even if the jade stones are removed, they can be sold at a good price and play a certain role in cultivation. However, what is really good is not only this coffin, but also the spiritual cave here, which is better than Abe's.
Green Water Villa is even richer.”
Yang Zimei stroked the jade coffin with some greed, "It's a pity that this spiritual point is here."
"Sister, once the flames are eliminated, wouldn't these places be places with great feng shui?"
Xiaoqian asked doubtfully.
"Well! This place is supposed to be rich in water and soil, and it is the birthplace of Huangcun's true Feng Shui."
Yang Zimei thought of the situation here in the previous life and nodded.
Of course, she couldn't understand why the changes in her life would lead to changes in Huangcun.
"That's really advantageous to the gang in Huangcun!"
Xiao Qian said a little angrily, "They treated you so badly that day, are you really unworthy?"
Yang Zimei smiled and said, "I will build a small courtyard here, and I will worship my mother here when she is a hundred years old!"
"Good attention, haha, sister, are you really not willing to suffer at all?"
Xiao Qian clapped her hands and laughed.
Yang Zzi has bright eyebrows.
Huo Wenhua listened on the sidelines, and the nature of a businessman who is good at seeking the maximum surplus value came out.
"Master Yang, I know my end is approaching. Can you leave a small courtyard here for me?"
"Mr. Huo, you are not suitable here."
Yang Zimei looked at him and said, "The so-called Feng Shui treasure land actually varies from person to person. If it is not suitable, no matter how good the place is, it will be very dangerous."
"That's it, then I won't force it. I just hope that after I pass away, Master Yang can find a good land for me, so that I can rest in peace and protect future generations."
Huo Wenhua said hurriedly.
"Well, I can promise you this."
Yang Zimei nodded. From a personal perspective, she was willing to find the most suitable place for Huo Wenhua.
What's more, she already had that place in her mind.
Naturally, Yang Zimei couldn't move this coffin.
What they need now is to find a way back.
Who knows, Xiao Qian and Lianyi were trying to lift the coffin at this time. I wonder if they used too much force, and the coffin suddenly broke with a click.
Xiao Qian and Lianyi were startled and hurriedly let go.
"What's going on? Isn't it made of jade? Why is it so fragile?"
Xiaoqian shouted in confusion.
Yang Zimei looked carefully at the crack and found that there seemed to be a cavity underneath the crack, so he simply pulled it hard.
The two halves of the coffin were opened and moved to both sides with a clicking sound.
A passage opening appears.
"The passage! He actually came out of the passage like this!"
Xiaoqian was very excited and jumped in.
Yang Zimei followed with ripples, Huo Wenhua and the clone ghost behind.
Walking into this passage, there is no unique atmosphere like the spiritual cave. On the contrary, there is a cold wind and it is a bit shabby.
After walking about twenty meters, a living room appeared in front of me.
"my head!"
Huo Wendong, who had been quietly clinging to Jade, screamed.
"Not just your head, there are many heads!"
Xiao Qian smiled bitterly and said, "There are eight in total!"
A scene was laid out for these eight heads, with one head placed in each of the eight directions of Qian, Kun, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Li, Gen and Dui.
This formation is called the "Eight Immortals Formation" in mysticism.