Taoist students

Chapter 979
Back then, Dongfang Mo used several sealing methods that Dongfang Hongming gave him on the spot to seal the silver coffin, layer by layer, for the purpose of slowly studying it in the future.

Now not only his strength has broken through to the middle stage of the Immortal Ascension Boundary, but his physical strength is comparable to that of a Dao Breaker cultivator. Therefore, even if he is a corpse in the coffin, he has a Dao Breaker cultivation base. Without the control of the master Fu Ling, he It also has a strong confidence to deal with it.

After the pale silver coffin fell to the ground, Dongfang Mo started to walk around it, sizing it up like an eagle.

After a while, he saw him waving his hands again and again, and for a while, he untied the seals on the silver coffin layer by layer.

In the end, a light flashed on the surface of the object, and all the restrictions on it were opened, completely presented in front of his eyes.

Dongfang Mo carefully sank his mind into the universe pocket on his waist, and he found Mu Ziyu who had turned into his real body, with his eyes closed tightly, as if he had fallen into cultivation.

Seeing this, he withdrew his mind, and then waved his hand towards the pale silver coffin.

"call out!"

A hazy blue light shot out from his cuff, and was about to sink into the coffin in front of him.

"Oh!"

However, at the moment of touching this object, the silver coffin did not have any strange reaction, and the blue light was shattered by the shock.

Dongfang Mo was not surprised by this. At this moment, he stretched out his right hand, and the map of suppressing demons emerged in his palm, and then a strong aura of demonic souls gushed out, covering the entire silver coffin.

In the next moment, his mind moved, trying to see if the energy of the demon soul could penetrate the coffin.

As expected, the coffin was so tightly sealed that no water could get in, making it impossible for him to do anything.

Seeing this, Dongfang Mo frowned slightly, and then he tried several other methods.However, on the premise of not causing damage to the coffin, he has nothing to do.

Just when he gradually lost his patience and considered whether to use violence to open the object, suddenly his eyes flashed.

He reached out and grabbed at his waist, and took off a delicate storage bag.This thing does not belong to him, but belongs to the thing that subdued the spirit back then.

The magic power of the Oriental ink was poured into the storage bag, and he immediately discovered the existence of a layer of subtle restrictions.

Seeing this, he sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, and prepared to open the thing.

Although Fu Ling's restrictions on the storage bag are extremely ingenious, and there are as many as three layers.

But now the storage bag fell into Dongfang Mo's hands, and this woman's cultivation level was not much higher than his, so he only spent two days of hard work, and he heard a soft sound of "wave", and the storage bag All the restrictions on him were opened by him.

At this time, Dongfang Mo sank into it, and carefully checked the woman's storage bag.

After a while, he showed a surprised look.

There are not many things in this woman's storage bag. Apart from a few pieces of women's clothes and dozens of top-quality spirit stones, there are only a few items left, but it is obvious that these few items are not ordinary items.

The first thing Dongfang Mo saw was a token.The object was pitch black, with a dull gleam on its surface.

He took out the token and put it in his hand, only to feel that it was heavy to hold, weighing no less than a hundred catties.

From the word "corpse" engraved on one side of the token, he can see that this thing should belong to the same category as the Holy Child Order of the Qingling Dao Sect in his hand. After all, Fu Ling is the daughter of the lord of the Corpse Refining Sect. , the status is extremely noble.

He habitually injected mana into it, and found that the token did not fluctuate, so he flipped over and took it away.Then his eyes turned to a palm-sized jade bottle in the storage bag.

Dongfang Mo took out the jade bottle and put it in front of his eyes for inspection.I saw that there were no spirit patterns on the surface of the object, and it looked ordinary.Not long after, he removed the cork from the empty bottle and looked inside.

He saw a pool of black flowing liquid, and a pungent stench also permeated the air, making him frown.

Dongfang Mo guessed that it should be corpse blood, or some kind of spiritual liquid related to corpse refining.The cultivation method of the Corpse Refining Sect monk is extremely lonely, and he is not a member of the Corpse Refining Sect, so he can't see any way for a while.So Fanshou also put this thing away, so that he can study it slowly in the future.

Finally, he looked away again and landed on a boxy black blanket.

Seeing this, his expression moved slightly, and then he took out the black blanket.Dongfang Mo checked over and over again, but he didn't see anything unusual.Thinking of this, he agitated with mana and poured it into this thing.

Then came a scene that shocked him.

I saw that with the infusion of his mana, the black blanket disappeared out of nowhere in front of him, completely lost its trace.

"This……"

Dongfang Mo's face was full of astonishment, but soon he noticed something strange.Although the black blanket disappeared in front of him, he could clearly touch it in his hands.

Seeing this, he subconsciously withdrew his mana, and the next moment, the black blanket appeared in front of him again.

"Could it be..."

Seeing this, Dongfang Mo touched his chin, as if thinking of something.

At this time, he stood up, and then threw the object, the black blanket was thrown up in the air, and when it fell, it covered him like a cloak.At this point, the magic power of the oriental ink was agitated and injected into this thing again.

In an instant, his figure disappeared from the stone chamber out of thin air, without even leaving the slightest fluctuation in the process.

At this time, Dongfang Mo was naturally still in the stone room, and he didn't even move his footsteps.Now he was covered by a black blanket, and he was hidden together.

But at this time, the black blanket had become transparent. Dongfang Mo could see his own body when he lowered his head, and he could see things outside when he looked up, but if there were outsiders here at this time, he would not be able to detect his existence.

At this point, he finally figured out the utility of this thing.This is a rare treasure that can hide the body shape, and can even hide its own breath and mana fluctuations at the same time.

After playing with it happily, he put it into the storage bag.

Dongfang Mo speculated that this strange treasure might even be able to block the induction of a cultivator in the Dao Realm.As for the cultivators of the Returning Realm, it should be somewhat difficult to hide under the noses of such people.Otherwise, Fu Ling took out this thing and fled long ago, and it would be impossible for Nascent Soul to explode himself.

Of course, to verify whether his guess is correct, there should be a chance in the future.

So Dongfang Mo set his eyes on the last thing.

It was a purple bell.

At this time, his expression also became solemn, and he carefully took out the object.

"jingle!"

When taking this object, the small hammer inside the object inadvertently collided, making a crisp sound.The sound of the bell is pleasant to the ear, and people's minds are shocked when they hear it, and their spirits become clearer.

Dongfang Mo was a little surprised. When the object was in Fu Ling's hands, it was not like this when the girl cast the purple bell.

He guessed that the material used to make this thing should be extremely extraordinary, perhaps something similar to the Soul Shaking Stone in his hand, otherwise it would be impossible to wake up the mind with just the ringing of the bell after injecting mana.

After thinking of this, he agitated with mana, poured it into the purple bell, and shook the thing again.

"Jingle Bell!"

A more melodious ringing resounded crisply throughout the stone chamber, and then Dongfang Momo could still see a circle of purple ripples swaying.

At the same time, the previous power to clear the mind and soul became more intense.

Back then, when he was in the Foundation Establishment Stage, he also had a treasure like this.But that treasure, under the roar of the Brahman's weeping soul beast, was directly torn apart.

And when Dongfang Mo shook the purple bell, his gaze also turned to the pale silver coffin beside him.However, under his gaze, the object remained motionless from beginning to end.

Apart from these things in Fu Ling's storage bag, he didn't see what he was most looking for, which belonged to the Corpse Refining Sect's exercises, so that he could find a way to open the pale silver coffin.

Thinking of this, Dongfang Mo frowned again and began to think.

Just as he was thinking about how to open the coffin in front of him.

"Boom!"

Suddenly there was a muffled sound, and the pale silver coffin beside him seemed to have received a heavy blow, and this heavy blow came from inside.

The situation was exactly the same as the coffin that Fu Ling had just sacrificed. Dongfang Mo guessed that after he untied all the seals, the refined corpse inside was alarmed and wanted to break free.

"Boom!"

Just when he thought of this, the lid of the silver coffin was hit hard again.And this time, the coffin lid flew up towards the top of the head, and hit the top of the stone chamber heavily. Two-thirds of it was inlaid in, and some fine gravels rained down like raindrops, making a rustling sound.

"Shh!"

In the blink of an eye, a white light flashed, and the next moment, a petite figure appeared in front of Dongfang Mo.

(End of this chapter)