Chapter 139: The Black Tortoise Carrying the Coffin, the Corpse of Emperor Yang
As they moved forward, this time, the zombies seemed to know that they were not easy to deal with and they no longer appeared.
Li Daoxuan was still a little disappointed. He had just killed a white zombie. He wanted to kill more powerful zombies.
The four continued to move forward, and four forks appeared in front of them.
Zhang Qianyang stopped, as if considering which way to go.
Wu Qiubai frowned and said, "Four roads. Do you want us to split up and take one road each?"
Hearing this, Chunsheng swallowed and a hint of fear appeared in his eyes.
Li Daoxuan patted his shoulder and said with a smile: "Master Chunsheng, don't be afraid. It is absolutely impossible to disperse!"
In horror movies, the most suicidal thing is to separate one person and act alone even though you know there is danger. Li Daoxuan would naturally not make this mistake.
He smiled and said, "Master, leave it to me."
Zhang Qianyang stroked his beard, smiled and nodded.
He actually has a way to determine which path to take, but as a master, how can he do everything himself?
Besides, it was not easy to accept an outstanding disciple who was one in a million. If I don’t show him off, wouldn’t it be like walking in the night in gorgeous clothes?
The next moment, a divine eye opened between Li Daoxuan's eyebrows, emitting a bright light, and looked towards the cave entrances.
Wu Qiubai was shocked and blurted out: "Heavenly Eyes!"
Zhang Qianyang smiled slightly, squinting his eyes, seeming to enjoy his shocked look, and deliberately said nonchalantly: "My disciple just loves to show off, isn't it just a small divine eye ability?"
He had a look on his face that said, "There's nothing I can do. I can only let him be."
Wu Qiubai's face trembled. What did a small divine eye ability mean?
Taoists also have spells to open the third eye. For example, by soaking the eyes with water made from cow's tears and willow branches, one can open the yin-yang eyes and see ghosts.
Those with a higher level of Taoism can transfer their magic power to the eyes, open the Dharma Eye, and have similar effects.
But these are not the real third eye. Gods like Erlang Shen, Ma Wangye, Wang Lingguan and others are born with a third eye. That is the third eye, a kind of supernatural power that ordinary people can never possess!
This Taoist Priest Li actually has such a divine eye. Could it be that he is the reincarnation of an immortal or Buddha?
Wu Qiubai found that he was finding it increasingly difficult to understand this young Taoist priest.
After scanning the four holes, Li Daoxuan said confidently, "Master, take the one on the far left!"
Wu Qiubai asked curiously, "What's in the other passages?"
Li Daoxuan sneered and said, "They are all traps. There are a lot of miasma in the rightmost passage, and there are many traps in the passage next to it, mostly swords, spears, swords and crossbows, which are also smeared with poison. The other passage is fine, but it is a dead end."
Zhang Qianyang had no doubt about his disciple's divine eyesight and was the first to step into the leftmost cave entrance.
"Disciple, what's in this leftmost passage?"
Hearing this question, Li Daoxuan's expression became much more serious. He said in a deep voice: "There is a bronze coffin!"
Zhang Qianyang's eyes lit up and he asked, "Did you see what was in the coffin? Was it Hanba?"
Li Daoxuan shook his head and said, "That coffin is very strange. I can't see it clearly, but if I can get closer to it, I should be able to see through it."
It was also the first time he encountered a situation that even the Heavenly Eye could not see through, and he was very surprised .
"Have you seen anyone else?"
Li Daoxuan shook his head and said, "I didn't find anyone behind the scenes. Could it be that he is not here?"
"There is no time to lose. Regardless of whether the person behind the scenes shows up or not, let's go check out the bronze coffin first. If there is a drought demon inside, we must kill it in advance!"
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The crowd continued to move forward. The cave was very deep and it took them almost half an hour to walk there.
The further you go in, the larger the space in the cave becomes, and the heavier the smell of corpses becomes. The rotten smell is simply nauseating.
Wu Qiubai took out a few small red pills and handed them to everyone, saying, "These are breath-holding pills. Put them in your mouth and you won't have to breathe for a while."
Li Daoxuan secretly signaled his master, and only after his master nodded to confirm that there was no problem did he hold the breath-holding pill in his mouth.
It's not that he has a mean heart, but when he is in danger, he has to be on guard against others.
Finally, after turning countless corners, the view in front of everyone suddenly opened up. A spacious and huge altar appeared in front of them. It was shaped like a black turtle with its four limbs supporting the sky.
On the turtle's back lies a bronze coffin, which is engraved with mysterious runes and seems to contain an unknown power.
It was these runes that just blocked Li Daoxuan's divine gaze.
Black turtle carrying a coffin!
Zhang Qianyang sneered, "The black tortoise carrying the coffin is either going to become an immortal or a demon. What a big move!"
He stared at the mysterious runes on the bronze coffin for a long time, and said, "This is the longevity spell of the corpse-raising lineage. Could it be that the person behind this is really from the corpse-raising lineage?"
"Disciple, take another look. Is the corpse in the coffin a Hanba?"
"Yes, Master!"
Li Daoxuan opened his divine eyes again and looked at the ancient bronze coffin.
This time, he still felt a sense of blockage, and the vision of his third eye was a little distorted, but at a close distance, the distortion was not serious and he still saw the scene inside.
When he saw the scene inside the coffin clearly, Li Daoxuan couldn't help but show surprise.
Because the corpse in the coffin was actually wearing a dragon robe!
The corpse was eight feet tall, with a tall and strong appearance, a handsome figure, a beautiful beard, a hint of pride between his brows, and an extraordinary aura.
His long hair has turned red, adding a bit of arrogance to his appearance.
Li Daoxuan also saw wisps of black smoke that were difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, like the breath of a black turtle, continuously pouring into the bronze coffin and finally falling on the brow of the dragon-robed corpse.
He wondered to himself, wearing a dragon robe, could he have been an emperor?
But Li Shimin is alive and well, and Li Yuan is not dead yet, could it be that he is...
An astonishing idea came to Li Daoxuan's mind. Could it be that this man in the dragon robe was the emperor at the end of the Sui Dynasty who had made great achievements but also committed numerous atrocities, causing chaos in the world and many heroes fighting for supremacy?
Emperor Yang Guang of Sui Dynasty!
"Disciple? Disciple?"
Zhang Qianyang patted his apprentice on the shoulder and asked, "What did you see?"
“Master…”
Li Daoxuan took a deep breath and said, "The man inside is wearing a dragon robe."
Wearing a dragon robe...
For a moment, Zhang Qianyang was stunned.
"What does he look like?"
Li Daoxuan described the man's appearance and found that his master's eyes became extremely solemn, and he even pinched off a few strands of his beard without realizing it.
Zhang Qianyang narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Master, I have seen Yang Guang before. If your description is correct, then the person in the coffin... is Emperor Yang!"
For a moment, Wu Qiubai took a breath of cold air.
The person in the coffin is actually the emperor of the late Sui Dynasty?
What a big deal, daring to use the king to refine the corpse, the person behind this...isn't he afraid of retribution?
Zhang Qianyang frowned and said, "Although Yang Guang was a tyrant, he opened the imperial examinations and built the Grand Canal, which can be considered as both meritorious and demerit. Moreover, he was the bearer of the last destiny of the Sui Dynasty. Using his corpse to feed the drought demon, once the mission is accomplished, the heavens will be angry and people will resent him. He will definitely be punished by the heavens. Doesn't the person behind this have any taboos at all?"
Li Daoxuan was also puzzled. The person behind the scenes who could set up such a big scheme was obviously a cultivator. And cultivators all knew that it was best not to provoke an emperor like this who was entrusted with the destiny of humanity.
Although they cannot practice cultivation, they are protected by the good fortune of humanity, and ordinary spells cannot be effective. Even if someone with great supernatural powers forcibly intervenes, the good fortune of humanity will backfire on them and they will suffer divine punishment.
Although Yang Guang died and most of his luck dissipated, he was an emperor after all, so he still had some residual luck. If someone desecrated the emperor's corpse and really became a drought demon, he would be punished by heaven.
"But using the emperor's corpse to raise Hanba will indeed be twice the result with half the effort."
After thinking for a while, Zhang Qianyang asked hurriedly: "Disciple, has Yang Guang's hair completely turned red?"
