"Fortunately, we arrived in time, otherwise we would have been in big trouble." Xia Qingchen took out the True Seal of Fengxie and put it against the forehead of the female corpse.
Just when it was about to stick to it, the female corpse seemed to sense danger.
Before the exchange of corpse energy was completed, he was forcibly awakened.
A pair of eyes suddenly opened, revealing scarlet pupils.
A scream came out of his mouth, and a white and slender palm grasped Xia Qingchen's wrist like lightning, preventing him from pressing down.
If he were an ordinary person, he would have been frightened to death by this move.
Xia Qingchen was slightly surprised, then he calmly flicked his finger, flicked the seal of Fengxie over, and put it on the forehead of the female corpse.
With a mournful ghost cry, the female corpse twitched all over, then closed her eyes again and remained motionless.
Xia Qingchen breathed a sigh of relief and tried to open the female corpse's hand.
But his palms were like iron pliers, holding them tightly and unable to break them apart.
In desperation, Xia Qingchen took out the sword-shaped token of the Red Bitter Arhat and pulled out the small sword in it.
This sword cuts iron like clay, but when it struck the female corpse's finger, it left only a shallow white mark.
As a last resort, he inserted his small sword into the slit and used all his strength to pry his fingers apart.
In this way, Xia Qingchen got out of trouble.
Looking at the place where it had been pinched, it was already completely black.
This just took a while!
If his neck is pinched, the consequences can be imagined.
After sealing the female corpse, Xia Qingchen was not in a hurry. He opened the golden coffin and revealed the entire inside of the coffin.
In addition to a stunning female corpse, there were four burial objects.
"Oh? Not bad?" Xia Qingchen was surprised.
"The Immortal Tree!"
"Colorful neon clothes!"
"Invisibility cloak!"
"There is actually a Demonic Moon Blood Plum!"
Xia Qingchen took out four of the funerary objects and looked at the female body again in surprise: "She must have been someone of high status during her lifetime, right?"
These four funerary objects are all peerless treasures.
The Immortal Sacred Tree is known as one of the ten sacred trees in the world. A living person who carries this tree will be immortal and live up to two hundred years.
If the dead person carries it, the body will be immortal and alive as before.
The fact that the female corpse has maintained its intact appearance to this day is precisely the function of the Immortal Tree.
Colorful neon clothing is a powerful nirvana that helps female warriors practice. When worn on the body, it can absorb the surrounding power on its own.
In other words, the wearer can practice anytime and anywhere.
The invisibility cloak is a very special weapon. After wearing it, you can become invisible directly, making it difficult for enemies to detect you even if they are close at hand.
The last demon moon blood plum is even more incredible!
This thing looks like a plum blossom.
In fact, it is an extremely powerful and destructive nirvana that will explode once it is used.
Its power is enough to kill a powerful star.
However, over time, this nirvana vessel has been severely eroded, and the power inside it is completely gone.
At most, it can only kill one small star strong person.
Xia Qingchen accepted all four funeral objects without ceremony.
Looking at the restrained female body for the last time, he covered the golden coffin again.
It's better to report it to the sect and dispatch a small star to handle it.
With Xia Qingchen's current strength, there was nothing he could do if the female corpse lay motionless.
Leaving the secret room, Xia Qingchen covered up the broken wall again.
Then we returned to camp as if nothing had happened.
In the distance, Li Ruxue was waiting anxiously. The other two patrolling disciples had returned.
Only Xia Qingchen has not returned yet.
"You're finally back." Li Ruxue felt relieved and stepped forward to check whether Xia Qingchen was injured.
Xia Qingchen said: "I'm fine, there is no danger nearby."
Li Ruxue said: "The other two senior brothers found no danger, except for the large group of miasma in the east that was approaching."
She looked as usual and was not in a hurry.
With the miasma-removing pills in her body, the miasma could not do anything to her.
"Every morning is when the miasma is most intense. You will take something to defend against the miasma tonight, do you understand?" Li Ruxue warned.
Xia Qingchen nodded gently: "Senior sister, be careful too."
That night, Xia Qingchen put a pair of Qingmiao sand on her chest and then fell asleep without any worries.
The next morning.
The group of people all gathered together, their faces a little solemn.
At this time, the sky was dyed a rich purple, giving the ruins of the valley an evil feeling.
"The miasma is thicker than expected, but please rest assured that the miasma-removing pills are enough to withstand it," Sai Tian said confidently.
Zhang Zhiyue was not afraid: "Without further delay, get rid of the evil corpse immediately and leave this place."
Even if you take the miasma pills, you cannot stay in the miasma for a long time.
The group immediately headed to the underground ruins.
"Leave two people outside to guard, and the rest will follow me down," Zhang Zhiyue arranged.
As soon as they entered the ground, they saw the half-buried coffin.
When they opened it, a half-rotten corpse came into view.
"Take action!" A group of senior intermediate disciples headed by Zhang Zhiyue immediately took action.
They are strong enough to cause harm to evil corpses.
The evil corpse suddenly woke up in pain, opened its bloody mouth, and got up frantically to attack the nearest person.
"Golden Sword Feather!" Zhang Zhiyue stabbed with his sword, the sword energy was vertical and horizontal, and its power was unparalleled.
The evil corpse's hard body was chopped into two pieces with a sword.
The others took the opportunity to attack and finally completely eliminated the evil corpse.
Zhang Zhiyue sheathed her long sword with a graceful gesture, which attracted bursts of cheers from her fellow travelers.
"Senior Brother Zhang is so powerful. He is so strong that he can already be the number one senior intermediate disciple, right?"
"Yes, Senior Brother Zi's strength may not be comparable to Senior Brother Zhang."
Zhang Zhiyue said modestly: "There is no need to praise me too much. I know my abilities well."
Then, he looked at Li Ruxue.
What he hopes most is actually to be evaluated by Li Ruxue.
But Li Ruxue didn't care about him, what she cared about was Xia Qingchen who was protected behind her.
His expression was as if he was treating Xia Qingchen as a treasure, holding it in his hands for fear of falling, and holding it in his mouth for fear of melting.
Zhang Zhiyue was inexplicably angry and ordered: "Xia Qingchen, assemble all the limbs of the evil corpse and take them back to the sect for confirmation."
The rest of the people laughed secretly.
The evil corpse was beaten to a bloody pulp. Wouldn’t it be disgusting to clean it up?
Of course, this kind of job is left to Xia Qingchen, who has the lowest level of cultivation.
Xia Qingchen's face was calm and lifeless.
It’s just a corpse, haven’t you seen much of it before?
He was about to pick it up when suddenly, a rapid whistle sounded from above the underground ruins.
That was the emergency code they agreed on.
Once there is an emergency above, the two men responsible for guarding will blow the whistle.
The more whistles you blow, the greater the danger.
The whistle blew twice in a row and then stopped suddenly.
However, this does not mean that the risk is small.
On the contrary, the danger was so great that those above did not even have time to issue a third warning!
"Be on guard!" Zhang Zhiyue shouted, taking the lead and rushing to the entrance of the ruins with a long sword in hand.
"Golden Silk Sword Feather!" The other person responded by activating his sword skills first and slashed out a sword towards the entrance.
There was an unknown object that was prepared and was cut back with a sword.