snake coffin

Chapter 1172

Because of the snake scales given by Bai Wei, and because Mo Xiu had already said, let me find out the situation.

Before entering the heavenly path, I still led the streamer and went to Motianling.

Perhaps because Mo Xiu suddenly became violent, six pieces of meteorite were already placed in the cave.

Seeing me coming, Mo Xiu was still holding the scales, digging another piece of meteorite vigorously.

I directly handed him the scales Bai Wei gave me, and then used my spiritual thoughts to pass on to him the memory of communicating with Cangling.

Mo Xiu received the divine thought and his hand that was originally digging into the meteorite paused.

The whole snake seemed to be stiff again, turned its head to look at me carefully, and said softly: "So maybe the owner of this body planned all this in the first place."

"She still has a ray of spirit in her body, is it just to facilitate you to enter the Liuhe room, and use that spirit as a guide to see the information she wants you to read?" Mo Xiu's face darkened.

Holding the scales, he dug a little bit: "Even this iron arrow may be intended to kill her. What did she provoke, so that some existences in the heaven wished to kill her."

"Or, is she with someone..." Mo Xiu held the scales and stopped immediately.

I know what Mo Xiu means, but he has had this kind of suspicion before.

So much so that when he knew that the soul in my body belonged to Ying Long, and that there was still a trace left by the original owner, something was wrong with the whole snake for a long time.

Now that his life experience is almost revealed, the original owner's plan is more and more.

How could he not doubt it!
I looked at Mo Xiu, but didn't speak.

It's useless to explain this kind of thing.

But Mo Xiu suddenly gave a wry smile, waved his hand at me and said, "It doesn't take much meteoric iron to make the sky-sinking axe. The original body snake dug so much because there was still meteoric iron left to make the wave-piercing arrow." arrow."

"It's enough for me to dig some more. You go ahead and do your work first. When I finish building the Sky Axe, I'll go find you." Mo Xiu seemed to have completely given up on his previous conjecture and turned the conversation directly.

I won’t mention this bad thing anymore, just treat it as a thing of the past.

Looking at the pieces of meteoric iron: "After digging out, how can I make an axe?"

I still don't quite understand why what was dug out was meteorite, but the Shentian ax that was made was made of stone like this Motian Ridge.

If it's a stone axe, wouldn't it be okay to just dig out a stone axe when digging directly from here?
"The rest is the matter of forging the iron, forging it, knocking out the impurities, and that's it." Mo Xiu didn't seem to care, but kept digging the meteorite, and said in a deep voice to me: "Aren't you going to climb the meteorite?" Heavens, let's go."

"With you here, I can't fully concentrate on mining." He seemed to be joking.

I looked at him with deep eyes, and then at the stones that he dug out and turned into tiny flakes.

The body snake was made after the death of the Shentian axe...

I didn't dare to think about it any further, for fear that Mo Xiu would perceive it.

Just leading the streamer, retreating a little bit.

Mo Xiu didn't look back at me, and didn't pause, holding the scales with both hands, digging the meteorite with a rush.

He was no longer the same as before, shirtless, with a black robe tightly wrapped around his body.

My eyes were slightly sore, and I led the streamer to turn around, and I arrived at Dengtiandao.

The road to heaven is very long, but apart from the cave, most of the rest is the story of the ancient Shu Kingdom, which has nothing to do with what I want to know.

So I went straight to the cave, looked at the murals, and tried not to look at the complete patterns.

It is to get rid of the habitual impact of the picture on the eyes, and only look at the lines that make up the picture.

At the same time, in order to better see these snake patterns, I took out a roll of plastic wrap from my pocket according to the method that He Shou forcibly taught me when practicing Xuanming Fuyou.

Guided by spiritual thoughts, he covered his mouth and nose, and then tightened his neck little by little.

As far as I am now, suffocation will not cause death, so I don't know if this method is still useful.

Just as I was wrapping myself in plastic wrap, I felt my breathing getting tighter and tighter. That feeling was very uncomfortable, but I only found that my heart was getting more and more irritable.

I didn't dare to wrap the plastic wrap with my spiritual thoughts. I was afraid that when driven by instinct, my spiritual thoughts would directly tear the plastic wrap, so I directly wrapped the other end of the plastic wrap tightly.

The feeling of suffocation is not only because the body needs oxygen, but more importantly, because it cannot breathe freely, it will make you very irritable.

I walked forward one by one along the murals of ascending to heaven.

Because of the irritability, my consciousness can no longer be brought together, and the paintings seem to be distorted.

Every line seems to be no longer a line.

The plastic wrap was tightly attached to my mouth and nose, and I couldn't help opening my mouth wide. I stretched out my tongue to touch the membrane around my mouth, trying to poke it open.

I had to bite my tongue tightly, looking back and forth like this.

Walking over and over again, living a mural, a mural!

When Gu Yu asked me to enter Bashan Mountain from the most difficult place, it was flooded, rope climbing, and mountain climbing. Maybe it made me exhausted and discovered the secret of this mural when I stimulated my potential.

It's a pity that at that time, I still had He Shou by my side, so I always hoped for it.

Now I have no one else, and even Mo Xiu is about to be completely collapsed by the iron arrow from Motian Ridge.

I can only rely on myself!

As I walked over and over again, the feeling of suffocation did not kill me, but it made the feeling of irritability stronger.

In front of the murals, I came and went, walking faster and faster.

Several times, I wanted to use my divine sense to lure the black hair, directly absorb the vitality of these stones, and eat these murals.

Every time I go, this idea gets stronger.

What's more, I can no longer suppress the black hair, and want to poke the plastic wrap around my mouth and nose, I have to reach out and gently grab the black hair.

But the black hairs seem to have their own consciousness, they can't live after I die, so gradually I can't hold them anymore.

I had to hold my hands tightly and walk faster and faster in front of these murals.

As if scanning something, my eyes quickly scanned these murals that made me irritated.

Just when the black hair I was holding tightly in my hand had already swam to my mouth and nose, I wanted to pierce the plastic wrap directly.

I looked down at these black hairs and felt extremely irritated.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he tore all the black hair away, and at the same time aroused his divine sense, wanting to tie the black hair tightly with a ribbon.

Just as the streamer was spinning, I watched the aurora and the black hair entangled together, slowly turning into an eye.

A flash flashed through my mind that I was in the sink, learning the water-avoiding spell.

What really shows its greatest power is when my eyes turn into snake eyes!
The current snake pattern can only be understood by the snake clan.

Then the ancient snake pattern, naturally only those dragon and snake gods can understand it.

Houtu said that she didn't understand these snake patterns, so the original owner might not understand either.

But Hou Tu deliberately brought Mo Xiu and I here, and also told me that there was a snake pattern here. Naturally, he knew that one of Mo Xiu and I could solve it.

Then snake eyes are very important...

This is why the original master replaced Yinglong's soul into his own body!
(End of this chapter)