Cultivating a fairy deserves to go to heaven

The resentful spirit of King Yao hugged Shangshan too tightly, which really made Shangshan sick.

An Qingli sighed, and with a flash, she went into the golden room.

Leave a few little ones to temporarily stay in the tree house in Taoyuan.

"Why does Shangshan insist on asking Qingli to invite him?" Xiao Lingxi opened her eyes wide, a little puzzled.

Little Pegasus flicked his short-cut bangs, and smiled with white teeth: "He was hugged by a dead ghost, and needs the help of the master to clean it up."

Little Lingxi touched his poisonous mouth with his hoof, and asked solemnly again: "Should I kiss, or clean up?"

Xiao Jintan waved his feather fan and said, "Both of them. You can't get away from the good face and the shameless face."

When An Qingli found Shangshan, she regarded Shangshan as a little beast in her heart, or a little beast with a wounded heart, and many things were solved easily.

A few little ones get together, and you talk to each other, but it's exciting to talk.

Shangshan entered the Ruoshui space with a smile, An Qingli said "Let's go" in his heart, and sent this guy, who is used to making progress, out of the mustard space.

Once out of the mustard space, there is a mysterious and cold talisman formation, which is very different from the warmth and comfort a moment ago.

The coffin covered with soul nails is still lying in the center of the tomb, and has not been destroyed.

Shangshan put his spiritual consciousness first, and explored the talisman array in the tomb.

It is indeed an extremely powerful soul-suppressing talisman. The beauty queen's soul body did not collapse in this soul formation, so it can be considered that the beauty queen has a deep obsession.

Shangshan secretly wrote down the soul-suppressing formation, and with the help of Ruoshui's space, approached the gloomy coffin.

Although this Ruoshui space is already a high-grade spiritual treasure, it is still not comparable to the mustard space, and the people inside cannot directly cast mana outside.

But the soul-suppressing coffin was completely sealed with a few long iron nails.

Shang Shan came out of Ruo Shui's space, held his right hand in front of his chest, then slowly pulled it back, and held a crystal clear cone made of water in the palm of his hand.

Although the sharp cone is made of water, it is as hard as ordinary magic weapons after being blessed by the spiritual power of the good.

The pointed cone is slender, and the front part is thinner than embroidery needles.

The sharp needle tip penetrated into the crack of the coffin.

Shangshan used his right hand to pry up, moved a few places, and tilted a few places.

In the mustard space, little Lingxi told the invisible little Pegasus, and couldn't help but praise Shangshan, saying that he is not only a good carpenter, but also a good coffin opener.

The crucified coffin was pried a few times by Shangshan, and there were signs of loosening.

Shangshan held his breath, put his spiritual consciousness in to check, and after confirming that there was no foreign object, he propped up the glistening protective dharma cover, and then pried the coffin lid with skill, and the coffin lid was lifted off in one piece.

The filth that had been trapped in dust for thousands of years came out.

Although there was not much damage, Shangshan still frowned, retreated a few feet abruptly, and only approached again after the foul smell dissipated.

"This obsession with cleanliness..." An Qingli sighed in the mustard space. The obsession with cleanliness became more and more serious.

There is only the remains of King Yao in the coffin, and nothing else.

Shangshan looked at the remains of King Yao, closed his eyelashes, and waved his sleeves, causing the remains to scatter into ashes and fly hundreds of feet away.

Hundreds of feet away, there is still this empty tomb.

Inside the coffin, there are also runes engraved, but they are not requiem runes, but common runes used to decorate prayers.

The epitaph says that King Yao was buried in person by the king himself. The coffin was used to suppress the soul, but inside the coffin were engraved with prayer runes. The king was also a contradictory person.

An Qingli manipulated the mustard space to go inside the coffin.

Xiao Lingxi Bingfeng opened her eyes and searched carefully.

Shangshan also used his spiritual sense to investigate, especially where the coffin is located, the space extension is the weakest, and the key to getting out of the battle is probably here.

Little Lingxi Bingfeng didn't see the clue.

In their eyes, there are only cold coffins and tadpole-like runes.

Shangshan looked at the coffin, then raised his eyes to look up, suddenly moved his body, and went straight to the height of the entire tomb, where he could have a panoramic view of everything in the tomb.

An Qingli looked up, and Bingfeng Xiaolingxi followed suit.

Suddenly, Bingfeng said: "There seems to be an interlayer on the top of the tomb, and there are runes engraved in the interlayer."

An Qingli urged Lian Xinzhu to tell Shangshan about it.

"As expected." Shangshan closed his eyelashes and smiled, and suddenly raised his sleeves, several water dragons rushed out and hit the top of the tomb with a bang.

The tiles and stones fell one after another, revealing a large piece of strange runes, which corresponded to the runes on the outside of the coffin.

It turns out that the runes outside the coffin, in addition to a layer of soul-suppressing runes, are also superimposed with a layer of space attribute runes.

Those monks with high attainments in formation symbols like to play with these things the most, as if deliberately showing off to future generations how capable the person who set up the formation is.

This is a custom that was especially prevalent in the Wancheng Kingdom thousands of years ago.

An Qingli pointed at [-] directions, and Shangshan removed those interlayers one by one, revealing the entire space formation.

On the top of the tomb, eighteen talisman formations formed a huge circular pattern, together with the runes on the coffin on the ground, they formed a complete spatial formation.

It is extremely difficult to set up this large space formation, and it is also extremely difficult to thoroughly comprehend it.

Shangshan raised his jade hand and rubbed the center of his eyebrows heavily.

"What's wrong with him?" Xiao Lingxi asked again in the mustard space.

Xiao Jintan shook the small golden feather fan, not knowing it.

An Qingli frowned, as soon as Shangshan made this movement, he was troubled by troubles, and it seemed that he had to prepare a few more buckets of clean water for Shangshan.

Shangshan went down, returned to the ground, performed several dust-purifying techniques on the coffin, and then resigned himself to lying down, face up, and comprehend the eighteen talisman formations above his head.

The talisman array was originally motionless, but from Shangshan's current perspective, the talisman array was faintly circulating, and it was circulating, slowly spreading outward.

"Husband, I'm sorry." An Qingli said suddenly, and it was the first time that she called Shangshan "husband", which was her acknowledgment of Shangshan's status as a Taoist companion from the bottom of her heart.

In Shangshan's eyes, which were neither sad nor happy, the smile suddenly widened, facing the source of the voice, he raised his hand to invite, "Look together?"

An Qingli raised her lips, manipulated the mustard space, and came to the place between Shangshan's eyebrows. She also imitated Shangshan's appearance, lay down on the ground, looked up, and said, "Look at the same."

Shangshan listened to Taoist couple's voice close to his ears, and the smile in his eyes deepened, and he looked at the talisman formation on the top of the tomb.

In the mustard space, several little ones looked like An Qingli, fell on their backs to the ground, and fell into a row.

Those eighteen huge runes, motionless, hung on the roof of the tomb.

Anyway, Little Pegasus didn't see anything, only the foggy sky in the mustard space.

Little Jintan saw eighteen exquisite and complicated rune patterns, but he didn't see what Shangshan said about circulation at all.

Bingfeng is the same as Xiao Lingxi, a rune is a rune, even if it is a hallucinogenic rune, it is also a rune itself in their eyes.

An Qingli, who had experienced a lot in the underground, blinked and closed his eyes sometimes. After several hours of meditation, the runes gradually flowed, and he was still very dizzy.

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