Although Han Yu was an unpopular waste, he was a direct descendant of the Qinglong Palace after all, and he was buried with extremely high standards.
This coffin was made of black iron that only princes and noble families in the Shenwu Continent could afford, and weighed several thousand kilograms!
Otherwise, we would not use huge and powerful Xuanxiang to bring luck.
I never thought that in front of Han Lingyun, it would be carried out and opened so easily.
This admiration made everyone present take a breath.
Han Lingyun is a famous cultivation genius in Qinglong Palace. At a young age, she became the True Lord of Divine Power, crushing the other four generations of disciples in the palace.
The surrounding group of peers and even brothers who had only entered the Martial Realm and Tongmai Realm were shocked.
Is this the God with supernatural powers that transcends the Nine Heavens of Arrogance?
So awesome!
Fortunately, she is only a woman and cannot inherit the title of king. Otherwise, she will definitely become the most powerful competitor among the fourth generation descendants of Qinglong Palace to inherit the title of king!
Seeing the coffin lid being lifted, Han Hongzhuo and others strode over, and together with Han Lingyun, looked inside the coffin.
Then he saw that the morning sun's light, which was not dazzling, shone into half of the coffin, just lighting up the young and pale face inside the coffin.
The young man inside the coffin has his eyes closed and does not look like a living person.
Han Hongzhuo breathed a sigh of relief and scolded: "Lingyun, are you worried now?
Han Yu is dead, and you disturbed his burial. Are you sincerely trying to make his death uneasy?"
After that, he waved to the palace servants again and said: "Cover the coffin and bury it again!"
Han Lingyun threw herself on the coffin and cried sadly: "I clearly heard a sound inside the coffin. My brother is not dead! Brother, brother!"
After talking about it, she shook Han Yu's arm in the coffin vigorously and shouted loudly.
In the coffin, Han Jiulin opened his mouth with difficulty and said hoarsely: "Sister... don't worry, I am indeed not dead, but I will have to wait for a while before I can open my eyes."
While talking, he gently patted Han Lingyun's soft skin.
Han Lingyun was deeply in love with Han Yu as brother and sister. When everyone wanted to bury Han Yu, she was the only one who defied all odds and lifted the coffin out with one person's strength and opened the coffin lid.
If it weren't for her, Han Jiulin would have been trapped alive in the coffin.
At this time, I am really grateful to Han Lingyun.
However, Han Yu's body had been dead for two days and had been in a dark coffin for a long time. At this time, under the sunlight, it was impossible to open his eyes. If he forced his eyes to open, he might have to open his eyes.
My eyes were blinded.
Hearing Han Yu speak, Han Lingyun was surprised and happy. She burst into tears of joy and cried bitterly: "Brother, I knew you wouldn't die. It's great that you didn't die. It's great!"
The people around looked at each other, especially Han Hongzhuo, whose expression changed drastically and his eyes were as wide as copper bells!
This waste who was born unable to practice actually came back to life?
No, he is obviously dead!
This guy obviously has no cultivation, how can he still be so tough?
For a moment, everyone present, including Han Hongzhuo, was disappointed.
After a short period of adaptation, Han Jiulin finally slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was Han Lingyun's delicate and pretty face that made me feel pity for crying.
Han Jiulin realized clearly in his heart that this girl should be Han Yu's biological sister, Han Lingyun.
He raised a smile and said with difficulty: "Water, I want water..."
Now, his body was extremely weak, his throat was so dry and smoking, and he couldn't even secrete a mouthful of saliva from his mouth.
Han Lingyun quickly stopped crying, bent down and picked up Han Jiulin's upper body from the coffin, held Han Jiulin's head in her arms, and shouted to the palace servants in the distance: "Hurry up and bring water!"
After drinking some water, Han Jiulin felt much relieved, and his pale face gradually regained its color.
Han Lingyun helped Han Jiulin with her own hands and got into a luxurious carriage. However, the carriage was not pulled by a tall horse, but by a tall mysterious beast with a horse body, a snake tail and a deer head. It had red scales on its body and grew brightly in the sun.
Hui, he looks very handsome.
"This is a mysterious beast unique to the Shenwu Continent. It is called the Dragon Horse Beast. It has a docile personality and can travel thousands of miles in a day."
The Sky-Swallowing Demon Marten in Han Jiulin's soul saw that Han Jiulin was a little curious about this mysterious beast, so he explained it to him in his heart.
Han Jiulin secretly nodded in agreement without revealing anything.
He kept in mind his current identity as Han Yu, a fourth-generation descendant of Prince Qinglong's Mansion, so naturally he could not reveal his flaws easily.
The dragon horse pulled the ancient chariot and left the royal tomb in the northern suburbs, heading all the way to the imperial city and back to the Qinglong Palace.
Han Yu's physical body was very weak at this time, and Han Jiulin was half-leaning on the soft cushion all the way.
Along the way, Han Lingyun's mood has become much better, but her eyes are still a little red and swollen.
Seeing that Han Jiulin was very weak and uncomfortable leaning on the cushion alone, she came to Han Jiulin's side and let him rest on her lap.
"Brother, it's great that you can wake up. I knew you wouldn't be so angry that you died in the brothel. The third uncle and the fourth uncle must be behind this."
"You were born with petrified Dantian and cannot practice. It is impossible to inherit the title of king. But they just don't trust you. This time they actually took advantage of your grandfather to practice in seclusion to attack you. It's so abominable!
"We are all a family, how could they be so cruel! If dad were still alive, how could you let them bully you like this?"
"Brother, if anyone bullies you in the future, just tell me and I will deal with them. You can't practice. But sister, I am now the True Lord of Divine Power. I will definitely work hard to practice and become stronger, and then I will protect you."
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Along the way, Han Lingyun said a lot, but Han Jiulin just listened and did not speak.
Han Lingyun's taciturn appearance was not even the slightest bit surprising in Han Lingyun's eyes.
In Han Lingyun's view, her brother Han Yu was regarded as a useless person who could not cultivate since he was a child. He had always had low self-esteem and was a man of few words.
Han Jiulin also took the opportunity to secretly note down what Han Lingyun said and became familiar with everything that happened during Han Yu's lifetime.
Han Yu is a fourth-generation descendant of the Qinglong Palace, and his father is the second son of the current old prince. However, Han Yu's parents passed away eight years ago, leaving only two siblings, Han Yu and Han Lingyun, to depend on each other.
It can be seen from Han Lingyun's performance today that the relationship between the two brothers Han Yu and Han Lingyun is also very deep.
However, Han Yu and Han Lingyun have two completely different lives.
Because Han Yu was born with petrified Dantian and could not practice cultivation, he was always looked down upon by the clan members of the royal family and ridiculed as a waste and a sick man.
But Han Lingyun is the most talented female child among the four generations of the royal family. She entered the realm of supernatural powers at the age of less than fifteen and became the True Lord of Divine Powers, with a bright future.