What is a coffin? A large coffin inside a small coffin is called a coffin.
At this moment, the lid of the small coffin was lifted off by Chen Yu. Ji Jianting was a little excited and stepped forward to take a look.
"How... is this possible?" Looking at the scene inside the small coffin, Chen Yu and Ji Jianting looked at each other, both of them with incredible eyes.
There was a man lying in the pavilion. He looked very young, only seventeen or eighteen years old. His skin was rosy and shiny, and his long black hair lay underneath him like flowing ink.
Ji Jianting's incredulity is easy to understand, because Wan Yaoling 30,000 years ago did not successfully advance to the Nascent Soul Realm. He died after running out of life and was buried here.
Thirty thousand years, thirty thousand seasons, thirty thousand springs, summers, autumns, and winters, but Wan Yaoling's physical body was intact. He didn't seem dead, but more like he was still alive, just sleeping.
As for Chen Yu's incredibleness, it is essentially the same as Ji Jianting, but there are differences.
Even if the true gods die, their divine bodies are extremely difficult to destroy. Even if the heaven and earth collapse and the earth, water, wind, and fire are rebuilt, they will still exist forever.
The dead body of the Supreme Being in the Tribulation Realm can still live forever, as long as the world where it is located is not re-created, but compared with the divine body, it is still inferior after all.
As for the saints in the Mahayana realm, their corpses can remain incorruptible for millions of years, while in the Nascent Soul realm, their bodies can remain incorruptible for one hundred thousand years.yyls
As for monks in the Golden Core Realm, even half-step Nascent Soul, if no outsider handles the body with special means after death, it will rot and turn into withered bones within hundreds to thousands of years.
Even if there are special means, it will never be possible to persist for 30,000 years and remain the same as before.
There is no such foundation in the Xuanling world, Chen Yu firmly believes in this.
However, what he saw in front of him was beyond Chen Yu's imagination, and it made his mood waver.
"Taoist Master, are you sure that this corpse is Wan Yaoling from 30,000 years ago?" Chen Yu looked at Ji Jianting.
The unscrupulous Taoist priest frowned and said: "Master Taoist, when I became the third elder of the Holy Spirit Sect a few days ago, I went to the Wanjia ancestral hall and kowtowed to the ancient ancestors of the Holy Spirit Sect. I am sure that this person can only be judged by his appearance.
, it is undoubtedly Wan Yaoling."
It has not decayed for 30,000 years. There is no such top-notch technique and method for handling corpses in the Xuanling world.
If placed in a large realm, all this would become sparse and common, but in a small realm, it would be unreasonable.
This is like Chen Yu being on an uninhabited island in the vast ocean of Xuanling Realm, and suddenly saw a European-style luxury villa that can only be found on earth, and a supercar with a garage.
It will feel very absurd and unrealistic!
"Hey, what is this?" Ji Jianting said softly. He took out a machete from the storage ring, and then used the tip of the knife to open the hands of the Holy Spirit Sect Taizu folded on his chest inside the coffin.
An ancient book came into view before Chen Yu and Ji Jianting. On the cover there were three elegant small characters written in a dragon-snake style.
"This is...the Holy Spirit Scripture!" Chen Yu said in surprise.
"Damn it, let's do it, let's do it!" Ji Jian was so excited that his face flushed and his breathing became rapid.
The "Holy Spirit Sutra" is the number one ancient skill in the Xuanling world from ancient times to the present. It was originally created by Wan Yaoling 30,000 years ago.
Wan Yaoling originally slaughtered thousands of sects, large and small, and gathered the leaders of thousands of families to create the "Holy Spirit Sutra".
The "Holy Spirit Sutra" is not only a set of exercises, it also records Wan Yaoling's experience of his own cultivation, including knowledge about formations, restrictions, elixirs, forged magical weapons, etc.
There are even knowledge points on how to identify various medicinal herbs and spiritual herbs. It can be described as an encyclopedia.
Not talking about these miscellaneous things, just talking about the power of the "Holy Spirit Sutra" itself is unimaginable.
Wan Yaoling has a far-sighted vision, and the "Holy Spirit Sutra" is divided into three chapters: heaven, earth, and xuan. The heaven-character chapter is a miscellaneous chapter, and the earth-character chapter is a practice chapter, which can be practiced by anyone below the Nascent Soul realm.
As for the chapter of Xuanzi, it is also a skill that Wan Yaoling prepared for his Yuanying realm. Unfortunately, he failed to advance to the Yuanying realm, exhausted his lifespan, and returned to the underworld.
"Master Dao, I heard Lan Tu say that the "Holy Spirit Sutra" in Wan Sheng's hand only has one chapter with the word "earth" and no chapters with the word "heaven" and "xuan". Grandma is such a bear, I didn't expect it to be complete here!" Ji Jian rubbed his hands and said,
There was a wolf-like green light in his eyes.
To be honest, Chen Yu was not interested in the so-called "Holy Spirit Sutra". The exercises he practiced were handed down by the Demon King of Hell. He did not give up the bright moon and choose the firefly.
However, the paper recording three chapters of the "Holy Spirit Sutra" with more than ten thousand characters caught Chen Yu's attention.
These papers can last for thirty thousand years, which is even impossible in the main realm.
This is the real opportunity!
Chen Yu raised his head and looked at Ji Jianting. The fat Taoist priest was also staring at him, his eyes shining with terrible greed, like a wolf that was about to starve to death and suddenly encountered a jumping rabbit that was eating grass.
"Taoist Priest, do you want to die?" Chen Yu asked.
Like a basin of cold water being poured on his head, Ji Jianjian stepped backwards subconsciously, "Boy Chen, what do you want to do? Kill me, the Taoist Master, and then swallow the Holy Spirit Scripture alone?"
Chen Yu wanted to scare Ji Jianting, his face gradually turned cold, and he even clapped his hands, "As expected of the originator of the tomb robbing industry in the Xuanling world, you have guessed this. Yes, Taoist Priest, I do want to kill you.
Seize the opportunity."
Ji Jianting's face turned pale instantly and he almost cried, "Chen Xianren, I call you Chen Xianren, you can't do this. You forgot who helped you invite Lan Tu, so that you can get the miniature formation that you have been thinking about.
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"Haha!" Seeing Ji Jianting's miserable expression with runny nose and tears, Chen Yu said with a smile: "Taoist Priest, don't worry, I, Chen Yu, am not that kind of person."
Ji Jianting sniffed and looked at Chen Yu with unprecedented vigilance.
"Taoist Priest, this is what I think. The Holy Spirit Scripture is here. You and I are both monks. The photographic memory that mortals praise as a miracle is nothing to you and me."
"I want to take away the first edition of this Holy Spirit Bible, but I can let you read all the contents in it in one page. What do you think?" Although Chen Yu didn't like the Holy Spirit Bible, he could still give it to Jiang.
Used by disciples of the Lin sect.
Moreover, the paper on which the text was recorded was so weird that Chen Yu wanted to get it no matter what.
Ji Jianting didn't think much about it, because Chen Yu's strength was there!
Weak people are not qualified to negotiate terms!
"Boy Chen, I see that you are still young. I am your senior after all, so I will give you this face!" The fat man is still rude until now, but Chen Yu likes to see this guy even though he has no strength.
You have to forcefully pretend to be funny.
Chen Yu grabbed it with his right hand, and the "Holy Spirit Sutra" in the coffin was pulled and flew out.
The ancient book was extremely heavy. Chen Yu didn't want Ji Jianting to notice anything, "Taoist Priest, I'll read it from beginning to end. I'll turn the page and you can read the page, okay?"
"Can I say no?" Ji Jianting was on the point of crying.