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"Are there really two sets?" Wu Zhongyuan asked.

Wan Shanhong nodded, "There are really two sets. Yanyun Mountain wants to keep one set for itself. You can take this set."

Wu Zhongyuan rubbed his hands excitedly, "Tell me in detail how to use this thing and its taboos."

"Everything here is recorded in the register," Wan Shanhong raised his finger, "You can go up and check the register. There are detailed instructions on it."

Wu Zhongyuan did not give up and continued to ask, "This thing can only block living creatures?"

"I know what you want to use it for," Wan Shanhong said, "There are eight ways to set up Bagua Qianyang, each of which has different effects, and one of them can resist all foreign objects."

Wu Zhongyuan nodded happily. The so-called ten miles radius means ten miles from east to west, and ten miles from north to south. This is a large area, enough to cover the main city of Xiong. With it, there is no need to worry about the old nest being taken away.

"By the way, this thing is so magical, where did you get it?" Wu Zhongyuan asked.

"Obtained from an island in the North Sea," Wan Shanhong pointed at the largest black iron coffin, "guess what's inside..."

"Wait a minute," Wu Zhongyuan raised his hand to interrupt Wan Shanhong, "Where in the North Sea is the island you mentioned located?"

Wan Shanhong tilted his head in confusion, "What's wrong?"

"Answer me first." Wu Zhongyuan said.

"Northeast." Wan Shanhong replied.

"Is there a geothermal hot spring on that island?" Wu Zhongyuan asked.

Wan Shanhong was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and waved his hands, "No."

Wu Zhongyuan said nothing and stared at Wan Shanhong with questioning eyes. Wan Shanhong hesitated just now. Hesitation may lead to lies.

"What are you looking at me for?" Wan Shanhong tilted her head and looked at him.

Wu Zhongyuan looked directly into Wan Shan's red eyes, "There is an island in the far north of the ice called Yanyun Island, and your place is called Yanyun Mountain. Is there any unknown connection between the two?"

Wan Shanhong smiled, "What on earth are you talking about?"

"I'm just thinking nonsense," Wu Zhongyuan also laughed, "Yanyun Island in the extreme northern ice land has been occupied by Bai Qianshou for many years. If the Bagua Qianyang of Yanyun Mountain really comes from Yanyun Island, then you can only rush to Bai Qianshou. Before occupying Yanyun Island, I took Bagua Qianyang away, but you were not born yet at that time."

"Haha, random thoughts," Wan Shanhong smiled and pointed at the black iron coffin, "Guess what's inside?"

Wu Zhongyuan did not answer Wan Shanhong's words, but said to himself, "You are only in your thirties this year, but you have already collected thousands of rare artifacts. There are more than 3,000 weapons on the first floor alone. Even in one day It would take ten years to collect one piece.”

Wan Shanhong tilted his head and looked at him, "Go on."

"How old are you?" Wu Zhongyuan asked.

"Are you interrogating me?" Wan Shanhong smirked.

"That's not true, I just feel..."

"It's okay if it's not," Wan Shanhong pointed to the black iron coffin again, "Guess what's inside?"

Seeing that Wan Shanhong was unwilling to answer, Wu Zhongyuan did not force her to do anything, and turned his attention to the iron coffin, "This thing looks like both an iron box and an iron coffin. You have to tell me what it is."

"That's not possible. If I tell you, you will know what's inside." Wan Shanhong shook his head repeatedly.

"You've already said it, this is an iron coffin with a corpse inside." Wu Zhongyuan said with a smile.

"What kind of corpse?" Wan Shanhong asked again.

"Bodies like zombies." Wu Zhongyuan said.

Wan Shanhong shook his head and smiled, "Guess again."

"Wrong?" Wu Zhongyuan frowned in confusion. Iron blocks Yin and Yang. Preserving corpses in iron coffins is naturally to prevent the breath from leaking. In addition, except for zombies, ordinary corpses will decay quickly if they are not preserved at low temperatures, and the temperature here is at least Above twenty degrees,

If the iron coffin were not zombies but other corpses, they would have rotted away long ago.

"That's not right." Wan Shanhong looked proud.

Wan Shanhong seemed to enjoy watching Wu Zhongyuan be puzzled. Seeing that he was puzzled, he took the initiative to open the iron coffin. After removing the lid, the corpse inside was revealed.

Lying in the iron coffin was a thin old man with white beard and hair, wearing green linen clothes, black cloud boots, and a hairpin on his head.

Apart from this strange corpse, there was nothing else in the iron coffin, no weapons or personal belongings.

After a brief inspection, Wu Zhongyuan stretched out his hand to test the old man's breathing, but he was not breathing. If he checked again, he had no pulse, he was indeed dead.

But how can the dead not rot? Did he swallow the antiseptic medicine used to preserve the body before he died?

After checking to no avail, Wu Zhongyuan turned to Wan Shanhong and waited for her explanation.

Wan Shanhong glanced at Wu Zhongyuan, then stretched out his right index finger, stretched out his spiritual energy and touched the white-haired old man's chest. Where the spiritual energy reached, silver light suddenly appeared around the white-haired old man.

The spiritual energy emitted by Wan Shanhong was instantly withdrawn, and the white-haired old man's body flashed with silver light.

Only rare and strange people would be surprised. Although Wu Zhongyuan is not very old, he has experienced too many things. Even if he can't do it without changing his face when Mount Tai collapses before his eyes, there are few things that can surprise him and make him lose his composure. , but at this time he couldn't help but exclaimed, "Holy shit."

As long as a Qi practitioner uses spiritual energy, his or her own complexion will appear. Just now, Wan Shanhong extended his spiritual energy to touch the white-haired old man's body. A silvery-white complexion appeared outside the white-haired old man's physical body. This means that this physical body does not belong to A mortal, but an immortal with a jade spirit cultivation.

At this time, there was no such thing as immortals. Immortals came from Taoism, which means that there were Taoists first and then immortals. However, the ninth level of Tiange corresponds to the earthly immortals, heavenly immortals, and golden immortals of later generations. The silver-white aura is the jade spiritual cultivation. Because, it is equivalent to the ultimate immortal.

Due to excessive surprise, Wu Zhongyuan's words were in modern language, which Wan Shanhong couldn't understand, but she didn't ask further, because Wu Zhongyuan's expression and tone showed that what he just said was just an exclamation, which had no practical meaning.

Wu Zhongyuan subconsciously took a step back, tilted his head and looked at Wan Shanhong, "What's going on?"

"Don't be afraid, he died a long time ago, and the time of death must be before the chaos in the wild." Wan Shanhong said.

"This man is a Jade Spirit cultivator and has become immortal. How could he die?" Wu Zhongyuan asked.

"His physical body is indeed not dead, but his soul is dead." Wan Shanhong stepped forward and stretched out his hand to pull the white-haired old man's beard, "Look."

"Hey, hey, don't move." Wu Zhongyuan waved his hand to stop him.

"What? Are you afraid that he will get up and bite you?" Wan Shanhong asked with a smile.

Wu Zhongyuan pointed at the iron coffin, "How are you sure that he no longer has his natal soul?"

"It's no need to ask," said Wan Shan, an old man with red fingers and white hair. "Isn't this obvious? Whether the soul or the soul, it cannot be separated from the body for more than one time."

"How could he lose his natal soul?" Wu Zhongyuan asked.

"How can I know," Wan Shanhong said with a smile, "You can wake him up and ask him yourself."

"Who can destroy his soul without hurting his body?" Wu Zhongyuan said to himself. The reason why he said to himself instead of asking Wan Shanhong was because he knew very well that Wan Shanhong also have no idea.

"Your yin-yang sword will do," Wan Shanhong said, "but I feel that the opponent is not using a magical weapon, but some kind of magic and mysterious energy."

Wu Zhongyuan nodded slowly. If the Yin-Yang sword is swung backwards, the sword energy will be a black shadow. It can indeed kill the opponent's spirit and soul without destroying the opponent's body, but his Yin-Yang sword is Black Iron, which was born not long ago, is a once-in-a-lifetime item made of the same material, and the possibility of others getting it is almost zero.

"What is the use of collecting such a body?" Wu Zhongyuan asked.

Wan Shanhong said in a deep voice, "Taixuan is the ultimate level of qi training for the world. It is extremely difficult to peek into the ninth level of the Heavenly Grid. However, before the prehistoric times, there was no insurmountable chasm between the Earthly Grid and the Heavenly Grid. I have always wanted to find out. The reason is that this physical body originally belonged to the Jade Spirit master. Although the soul was destroyed, the physical body is very complete. If we can identify how his meridians and air points are different from ours, we may be able to find a way to advance to the ninth level of Tiange. .”

"It makes sense. What is the result of the investigation?" Wu Zhongyuan asked.

"I can't do it," Wan Shanhong frowned and shook his head, "The Jade Spirit's aura remains in his body, and the Taixuan aura cannot invade his meridians. If the remaining aura in his body is exhausted, the body will decay and be damaged."

"Is there any other way?" Wu Zhongyuan asked casually.

"Yes," Wan Shanhong nodded, "This physical Qiqiao Shenfu has no soul and spirit, and is just like an empty house. If our souls can leave the body, we can try to possess the body and sense it."

Wu Zhongyuan did not answer. The method mentioned by Wan Shanhong is indeed feasible to a certain extent, but it is also very dangerous, and it is also very difficult to actually operate, because even a purple energy master cannot actively control his own energy. The soul leaves the body.

After more than ten seconds of pondering, Wu Zhongyuan came to his senses, only to find Wan Shanhong looking at him with a smirk on his face.

Wu Zhongyuan was horrified by her look, "Why are you looking at me?"

"Qi practitioners compete in spiritual energy competition. If there is a huge difference in strength, the soul of the weaker party may be shaken out of the physical body by the opponent..."

Before Wan Shanhong could finish speaking, Wu Zhongyuan interrupted her, "That's a good idea. Come on, disperse the spiritual energy and I'll beat you."

"I am a woman. This body is a yang body, and yin and yang are not compatible." Wan Shanhong shook his head repeatedly.

"Don't come up with bad ideas," Wu Zhongyuan glanced at Wan Shanhong with disgust, "Even if you can really shake my soul out, what if I can't possess it? To say the least, even if I can really possess it. , how can I go back after it’s done?”

Seeing that Wan Shanhong still wanted to speak, Wu Zhongyuan hurriedly closed the lid of the iron coffin, walked to the black box, and knocked on it with his fingers, "What's in here?"

Before Wan Shanhong could answer, Wu Zhongyuan said first, "Don't let me guess. I've been busy receiving food and grass these days, and I haven't slept for a long time."

"Judging from the size and shape of the stone box, it should be a set of armor." Wan Shanhong said.

"Should it?" Wu Zhongyuan was confused, "You haven't opened it?"

"No," Wan Shanhong shook his head, "I have never found a way to turn it on."

After looking around, Wu Zhongyuan pointed to the dragon-like creature with a chilling aura on the box and asked, "Do you recognize what this is?"

"This is Zhulong, also known as Zhujiuyin..."

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