The pastoral concubine of space

Chapter 262 Kunlun Divine Wood Coffin

"The color of this coffin seems to be very special. It is pure black. What kind of wood is pure black? Or is it painted with a layer of black paint?"

Feng Yunxiu scratched the exterior of the coffin with his nails, "No, it's not paint, it's the material of the coffin itself that is black."

Usually, the most common material used for the emperor's coffin is golden silk nanmu and gloomy wood, but the coffin of Yuan Shengdi does not seem to be these two kinds of wood.

Xiao Yunchu looked at the coffin in silence for a while, tapped it lightly with his knuckles, or input spiritual power tentatively, and after a while, he suddenly asked Feng Yunxiu: "Didn't you read a lot of jade slips in Zangshu Pavilion? I haven't read the letters left by each craftsman. The letters recorded a lot of special materials that he had obtained and used to refine magic weapons. Among them was a kind of wood, which was pure black with a smooth surface. The color is as clear as jade, and it can be preserved for thousands of years."

Feng Yunxiu was shocked, "Could it be..."

"My lord, do you know what this coffin is made of?" The others all listened attentively.

Seeing Xiao Yunchu's expression of "You guessed it right", Feng Yunxiu stared blankly at the pitch-black coffin in front of him and said, "This should be...the coffin made of Kunlun Shenmu."

"Kunlun Shenmu?"

"Sounds great!"

"Of course! After all, with the word 'God', is it a good refining material?"

Feng Yunxiu thought for a moment, and seemed to be thinking about how to express the power of the Kunlun Shenmu to them, but Xiao Yunchu said straightforwardly first: "The owner of the letter is a master of craftsmen, and he used a piece of Kunlun Shenmu to supplement it with a few other pieces. A kind of refining material, and successfully produced a top-grade wood-type spiritual weapon."

"Extreme spiritual weapon—!?" Everyone opened their mouths in shock.

They only have qi training skills now, so no matter how suitable the magical tools they use, they seem to be very powerful, but they are all middle and low-grade treasures suitable for the qi training period and the foundation building period. They use it, but the current ones simply cannot exert their full power.

For them who don't even have access to high-grade treasures, the power of top-grade spiritual weapons is simply unimaginable.

"The top-grade wood-attribute spiritual weapon is a wooden fish-shaped defensive magic weapon, which is suitable for Buddhist cultivators. When monks in the Nascent Soul stage use it, it can block the full-power attack of the distraction stage, even the attacks of half-immortal weapons can Resist one or two."

"Half Immortal Tool—!?" A group of people who hadn't recovered from the shock of the top-grade spiritual tool were even more confused.

The more Xiao Yunchu looked at it, the more he felt that this must be the Kunlun Shenmu mentioned in the letter. His eyes when he looked at the Shenmu coffin became much more eager, and he stretched out a hand to stroke it gently, with greed and reluctance in his expression and tone, " I really want to..."

Zixi said, "Mother, are we going to move the entire coffin away?"

Zichen recalled the appearance of the wooden fish he had seen in the book before, and then compared the size of the coffin, "Bring this coffin back, you should be able to make a lot of wooden fish."

Xiao Yunchu couldn't laugh or cry, she is not a Buddhist cultivator, what kind of wooden fish does she make!Feng Yunxiu would go crazy.

Moreover, this is the coffin of Yuan Shengdi, how could she take it away?Take away the body that may be lying inside?Or pry open the coffin, pull out the inner layers, and take only the Shenmu coffin?
She was really afraid that Yuan Shengdi, who had ascended or died for thousands of years, would crawl out from the ground to make trouble.

But... such a large amount of top-quality refining materials can't be taken away, it's really heartbreaking!

"Forget it, let's see if there are any traps around the coffin." Xiao Yunchu forcefully suppressed the two voices in his heart, and tried his best to return his attention to finding the elixir.

About a quarter of an hour later, the group looked at each other but found nothing, and then turned their eyes back to the divine wood coffin.

Therefore, it is still necessary to open the coffin.

"My lord?"

"Daddy, do you want to open the coffin?" Zichen Zixi's eyes flickered, and the others were more or less worried that something terrible might happen after opening the coffin, such as Yuan Shengdi's dead body... probably worse than any zombie. Tough to deal with.

But if you don’t open it, you won’t be able to get immortality. Although it can’t be said that you will gain nothing from this trip, or even the opposite, the original purpose is to be immortal. If you can’t get it, you will inevitably feel uncomfortable.

"Let's open it." Xiao Yunchu said: "But before that, we can... offer two sticks of incense to His Majesty Yuan Shengdi, and tell us what we have to do. I hope he will forgive me?"

Feng Yunxiu: "..."

other people:"……"

This proposal sounds unreliable or even a bit nonsensical, but in the end, no one objected, and Xiao Yunchu found the Buddha incense from a certain corner, even she herself didn't know when and why it was swept into the space. The three largest and thickest ones jumped out, snapped their fingers, lit them up instantly with the fire ability, and nodded slightly to the coffin.

"I'm very sorry for disturbing Dijun's rest in order to obtain the immortal grass today, but since Dijun is no longer here, these things are left and left, so let us take them and make the best use of them, after all, we will not use them for evil purposes Among them, the emperor's things will not be dirty, and other funeral objects that are useless for cultivation will not be taken at all, and the emperor will not be left in the ground...or the sky will be short of gold and silver flowers in the world."

"..." I always feel that there are many flaws in this sentence, but I don't know where to start.

After Xiao Yunchu finished speaking, he deliberately added a sentence "If you don't want to, you can extinguish these three sticks of incense or break them at the waist." Hovering around the coffin, he said to others: "Open the coffin!"

Feng Yunxiu also gestured to them, the two masters expressed their views, no matter how nervous the others were, they still moved very cleanly.

The strength of the monks was quite great, and the coffin, which seemed to be closed without the slightest gap, was opened not long after their efforts, revealing the third coffin that was still pitch black inside.

"...Kunlun Shenmu again?" Everyone was dumbfounded again, Yuan Shengdi, is it really okay for you to be such a local tyrant?
After the second layer was opened, only the first layer of coffin was left, including Feng Yunxiu and Xiao Yunchu all became expressionless.

- Jealousy makes a person beyond recognition!

This is how to get so many materials for making coffins by cutting down a top-quality old tree that is thousands of years old!

But soon they didn't have time to worry about these things. When Feng Yunxiu personally pried open the last coffin and pushed open the heavy cover, everyone's expressions froze suddenly, and they held their breath unconsciously. Pupil constriction.

I saw a man in a simple white brocade robe lying quietly inside, not eight feet tall, nor superhuman, just a handsome young man with about the same stature as Feng Yunxiu and about the same age.

It is said that the soaring Emperor Yuan Sheng actually slept here is enough to make them lose their voice instantly. The unusual rosy complexion of the person in the coffin, as well as the extremely elastic skin, make it even more difficult to understand. confidence.

People who have been dead for tens of thousands of years look better than living people like them, what the hell?

Xiao Yunchu stared at the face of the person in the coffin for a moment, then glanced at his chest inadvertently, his breathing stopped suddenly, and he grabbed Feng Yunxiu's arm forcefully.

"Xiao Chu?" Feng Yunxiu turned around and saw her face was stiff and her voice was dry.

"—he moved."

(End of this chapter)