Destiny is the Phoenix: The Third Miss Poison Doctor

Chapter 383

Chapter 383

"There are many things in the world that cannot be changed. Birth, old age, sickness and death are destiny, and the destiny of heaven can only be accepted silently."

Yun Qingluo said lightly, his hand gently held Mu Qingling's hand.

Mu Qingling naturally understands the truth, after all, birth, old age, sickness and death are normal, but when it comes to those living people, it's really a pity to turn into zombies like this.

"Where are Feng Jiutian and Chu Tianlin?"

That's all for others, so what about Feng Jiutian and Chu Tianlin?
"They are not deeply poisoned, and they should have suspected the inn very early. They can save them, but they will suffer a lot."

Yun Qingluo said.

"It's essential to suffer some pain, as long as it can be cured and not become a zombie."

Mu Qingling sighed lightly.

Only then did Yun Qingluo hug her and fly straight to the cave in the cliff, which is the entrance of the hanging coffin tomb!

On the blue-gray mountain wall, there are hanging coffins everywhere. There are all kinds of coffins, and it is not difficult to see their status.

However, it is not only good coffins that can be on the top. Some simple coffins still occupy the top position, which shows the ability of the descendants.

The entrance of the Hanging Coffin Tomb is cold and windy, and there is darkness in front of it, but you can feel the cold wind blowing, even without the slightest difference from the mountain wind behind you.

There is still a strong stench in the hanging coffin tomb against the cold wind. The purpose of this is probably the stench emitted by the rotting dead people in the coffin.

"Don't be afraid."

Yun Qingluo held Mu Qingling's hand tightly, and the other hand was already holding a torch.

"Well, I'm not afraid, it's just that I can't stand the smell."

Mu Qingling also immediately took out a torch from the Qiankun bag, and the flame kept flickering under the force of the cold wind from front and back, as if it was about to be extinguished at any time.

However, the torch in Yun Qingluo's hand was very calm, as if he was not in the same place as Mu Qingling at all.

Mu Qingling looked at Yun Qingluo with a lot of emotion, his cultivation was really powerful.

"Your torch may go out at any time, just hold the Ye Mingzhu."

Yun Qingluo said suddenly.

"Alright."

Mu Qingling nodded, there was a cloud falling, and she was holding the Ye Mingzhu just to illuminate herself.

Just as Ye Mingzhu was taken out, the coffins were all over the floor. The cave of this hanging coffin tomb is very large and high. There are coffins placed on the ground and hanging on the stone walls.

On some coffins, there was a strange green light.

Many of the coffins had already rotted, and some unknown liquid flowed down the rotted coffins, forming large patches of cloudy dark green liquid.

The unbearable stench in the air should come from there.

Because there are many coffins in this tomb, the liquid left behind has already accumulated a layer on the ground.

It looks very disgusting.

"Those are corpse fluids, right?"

Mu Qingling asked with a frown.

"Yes, these corpse fluids are hoarded. It's strange to say that although there are many coffins here, the years and months are different, but this corpse fluid can be hoarded."

Yun Qingluo said lightly.

What he meant was simple. Although this was a tomb, the time when the dead were brought up was different. It was really abnormal to be able to hoard such a thick layer of corpse fluid.

"There are cold winds on both sides here, and it's not light. It stands to reason that the corpse fluid on the ground should be blown dry quickly."

Mu Qingling's doubts deepened.

"Qing Ling, can you see the strangeness ahead?"

Suddenly, Yun Qingluo raised the torch in his hand and pointed to the mountain wall not far ahead. It was very clean and there was no coffin hanging there.

"That place...is very clean...could it lead to a deeper place?"

Mu Qingling couldn't see any clues yet, but seeing such a clean wall, and Yun Qingluo asked, she naturally made a bold guess.

Yun Qingluo smiled suddenly, her eyes were full of tenderness and pampering.

"Very good, you are right, there is indeed a gate there, but there is a formation. Didn't you learn some formations from Dean Ouyang Xian? Let you unlock that formation. "

Yun Qingluo didn't seem to be in a hurry, but wanted to give Mu Qingling a chance to practice.

Mu Qingling was also confident, "Okay."

The vines in her palm flew out and shot directly at the opposite ground.

It turned out that she wanted to use the wood element to directly cross the disgusting corpse fluid on the ground.

Yun Qingluo looked at Mu Qingling's back, and the smile on his face deepened. He knew that his Qingling would be fine.

Mu Qingling didn't approach the stone wall directly, but used her spiritual power to distinguish the formation.

When he got close, he sent out his spiritual power again, and quickly saw the formation.

It was actually a formation of seven stars covering the moon.

This is a rare advanced formation.

For Mu Qingling at this moment, it was indeed a difficult challenge.

She followed Ouyang Xian to learn the formation, but she had her own new attempt in forming the formation, but her performance in breaking the formation was a little lacking.

Mu Qingling's heart shuddered when she recognized the seven-star draped moon formation at a glance. She never thought that someone had set up such a profound formation in the hanging coffin tomb.

People who want to come to Hanging Coffin Town are really crouching tigers, hidden dragons.

Yun Qingluo stood where he was, looking at Mu Qingling's back, he didn't seem to be worried at all, and he seemed to have enough time to accompany Mu Qingling to break the formation.

Mu Qingling began to try to break the formation, but she used all the things she learned before very well.

After an unknown amount of time, the sound transmission horn on Yun Qingluo's waist lit up again.

Suddenly he stood at the entrance of the tomb and looked down.

It turned out that there appeared two figures with stiff bodies below that.

It was Feng Jiutian and Chu Tianlin.

Yun Qingluo simply said to the sound transmission horn, "We are in the Hanging Coffin Tomb, come up."

Regardless of whether Feng Jiutian could go to the hanging coffin tomb with Chu Tianlin, he turned off the sound transmission horn.

On the ground below, Chu Tianlin also heard Yun Qingluo's simple words, and looked at Feng Jiutian dumbfounded.

"Who is Miss Mu's fiancé? Why is she treating you so coldly?"

"A member of the Spirit Sect has a noble status. He has always been indifferent, and he will only be different to Miss Mu."

Feng Jiutian's heart trembled, how could he tell Chu Tianlin that Mu Qingling's fiancé was Tianzun?
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, even if he was killed, he would not have believed that Tianzun was actually Mu Qingling's fiancé.

"Of course I know the people of his Spiritual Sect. You said before that you have contacted the people of the Spiritual Sect, and you, a very powerful person, came back to help us and lead us out of Hanging Coffin Town."

Chu Tianlin said disapprovingly.

"Okay, let's not say more, I will take you to the Hanging Coffin Tomb."

Feng Jiutian held Chu Tianlin's wrist.

(End of this chapter)