Jade beams, crystal ceiling, pearls as lamps, and black ice as couch.
When Gu Xiaoxing slowly opened his eyes, he saw the elegant and magnificent palace, the black ice jade bed in the center of the hall, and... the pitch-black coffin on top of the ice bed.
Suddenly, he felt a chill enter his body. Gu Xiaoxing woke up instantly and tried to struggle, but found that he could not move at all. He saw a dark bead inlaid at one end of the coffin. Black mist gushed out of the bead and condensed into a big hand which held Gu Xiaoxing in its hand.
Gu Xiaoxing almost fainted again. He closed his eyes and struggled, saying, "Grandfather, please spare my life! Grandfather, please spare my life! I, Gu Xiaoxing... am a disciple of the sect, the champion of the competition, and it was Master Bai who asked me to come here... I am one of us!"
Gu Xiaoxing was talking incoherently, begging for mercy for a long time but nothing happened. He gradually stopped talking. He pried open his eyelids little by little, revealing a crack. It was still the black jade ice bed, the pitch-black coffin, and the black mist hand. His face turned pale again. It was not because he was timid...
Well, that was because he was timid, but it was also because the aura of the coffin itself was too cold. If Dongfang Yexuan was a "god" who made people dare not raise their heads, then this coffin was a vicious ghost whose aura made people shudder.
Fortunately, after such a long time, Gu Xiaoxing has gradually adapted to the situation. He asked cautiously, "Grandpa... Ancestor?"
no respond……
Gu Xiaoxing tried to struggle again, but the big hand that was holding him was clearly made of black mist, which was thousands of times harder than iron or stone. He could not shake it at all. In the end, he gave up.
"Where does the burning Taoist incense come from?" a voice came.
Gu Xiaoxing's heart trembled. The sound was as unpleasant as a skeleton grinding its teeth. He looked around, wondering where the sound came from.
"Where does burning incense come from?"
The sound rang again, and Gu Xiaoxing suddenly turned his gaze to the coffin. He was sure that the sound came from the coffin.
"Random incense, where does it come from?" Sure enough, the coffin "spoke" again, but as it spoke for the third time, the big black mist hand tightened obviously, as if it would crush the person in its hand if it didn't get an answer.
Gu Xiaoxing said quickly: "My lord, incense is something that is worshipped in the ancestral hall of Guxiang Village. I don't know how it followed me out of the village!"
Gu Xiaoxing felt that this matter was not simple, and worried about bringing trouble to Fulai Village, so he changed his name. In fact, this little trick was very despicable. Not to mention other things, just Master Bai knew that he was from Fulai Village. But there was no other way in a hurry. He was afraid that if he answered too late, his answer would be crushed.
The black fog stopped with great force, and Gu Xiaoxing immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Then, the coffin fell silent again.
The coffin was silent. Gu Xiaoxing felt that this old ancestor's spiritual treasure had a weird temperament, so he dared not say anything. He just pondered secretly in his heart.
"So, it's called Burning Dao Incense?"
Gu Xiaoxing had long known that this incense was strange. Not only was it inexhaustible and indestructible, it was also extremely hard. And for some reason, the green smoke from the burning incense could also build a misty palace in his body, forming a second dantian like a sea of ​​qi.
All of this was too weird. Gu Xiaoxing would often take it out to study it carefully, but he could never figure out what was going on.
Nowadays, even the Lingbao ancestor who founded the Soul-Devouring Sect cares so much about it.
"Ran Dao incense, Ran Dao incense, the name sounds impressive, I think this incense must have a shocking origin!"
The more he thought about it, the more Gu Xiaoxing wanted to go back to the village as soon as possible to ask the old village chief. He suddenly felt that the old village chief must be hiding something!
At this moment, Gu Xiaoxing felt the purple storage gourd on his body move, and the burning Taoist incense he stored in it actually flew out by itself. He immediately widened his eyes, but did not dare to stop it.
The burning incense floated in front of the coffin. The coffin seemed to tremble slightly with excitement and made an unpleasant sound: "It is indeed the scent of the burning incense...!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the wisp of green smoke from the burning incense was swept up by a light breeze, pulled towards the coffin, and seeped into it.
However, the next moment, the green smoke was directly spit out by the coffin. The big hand holding Gu Xiaoxing suddenly tightened. It seemed that because of too much anger, the coffin began to tremble, and the sound was like teeth clashing up and down: "You... use burning incense to practice?"
In an instant, all the bones in Gu Xiaoxing's body seemed to be crushed, blood oozing out of his mouth and nose. He couldn't even scream, only a chill running into his heart. He felt that he was finished.
But just when he was in despair, the big hand suddenly loosened, and Gu Xiaoxing fell to the ground. As he gasped for breath, blood rushed up and down in his throat. He felt very uncomfortable and coughed up blood several times.
When he came to his senses, he was terrified. Just now, he thought he was really going to die!
"Three options..." the coffin said again, "Become my disciple and serve as my cauldron, or...die."
The sound of the coffin was very unpleasant and dull, as if it was not the one that was angry before. However, Gu Xiaoxing did not doubt the truthfulness of the other party's words at all. He almost died just now. Since the other party said so, he must be really dead. He was afraid of death, so of course he didn't want to do it.
As for the furnace, he didn't have such a strong taste for the furnace used to make a coffin...
So, Gu Xiaoxing endured the severe pain all over his body, and quickly kowtowed, saying respectfully: "Disciple Gu Xiaoxing, hello to Master!"
The coffin was silent, and no one knew whether it was hesitating or thinking about something. Gu Xiaoxing was afraid that it would change its mind, so he kowtowed again and again.
"Get up."
It was not until a long while later that Gu Xiaoxing heard such a voice in his ears. He felt relieved and knew that he had escaped a disaster.
"Thank you, Master!" Gu Xiaoxing was very respectful, but in fact he had already cursed the other party in his heart, "Bullshit Master, bullshit ancestor, isn't it just a broken spiritual treasure? It's just a spirit weapon. I didn't scold you when I said you were not a human. None of these broken spiritual treasures are good things, and the same goes for that broken alchemy furnace. They just bully the weak with their strength. Damn it! I remember everything!"
In fact, the Sanyang Spirit Refining Furnace is far from being a spiritual treasure. At most, it can only be regarded as a magical weapon with a spirit, and there is a gap in level between it and a spiritual treasure.
If there is no chance, it will take at least a thousand years for the furnace to transform from a magic weapon into a real spiritual treasure.
Lingbao! That is comparable to the Nascent Soul!
"Are you dissatisfied?" Coffin suddenly asked.
Gu Xiaoxing's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that his thoughts could be seen? He quickly dispelled his messy thoughts, bowed deeply and respectfully, and said excitedly, "I am just excited at the thought of becoming Master's disciple. Master Bai said... this is a great fortune!"
"From now on, you are my second true disciple. I will grant you a magical power!"
As the word "supernatural power" came out, the black coffin shook suddenly, and the entire palace also shook violently. Then, light shot up into the sky. Gu Xiaoxing could not see it, but outside the palace, everyone in the Soul-Devouring Sect saw it.
It was a huge sky curtain, almost covering the entire sky, and above the curtain, golden light condensed and gradually formed strange words, as if someone was writing in the sky at this moment.
Finally, a scripture emerged. That scripture, with its mighty power, replaced the sky. Everyone could clearly see it, but could not remember it clearly. It was very strange.
Master Bai looked up. It was him. He was also quite shocked at this moment. He murmured, "This is... a magical scripture. Did the ancestor accept him as his true disciple?"
At this moment, two more figures suddenly appeared beside Master Bai. The two of them also looked up at the sky with disbelief in their eyes.
In the sky, the scripture gradually shrank, and then turned into a golden light that fell from the sky and fell into the palace.
Gu Xiaoxing stared blankly at the ball of golden light floating in front of his eyes. There were scriptures flashing in the golden light, as if it contained ultimate truth.
"This scripture is called the Sutra of Rebirth in Previous Lives. After you comprehend it, it can help you dispel the fog, understand your past lives, and project a great magical power."
After the coffin finished speaking, the golden light penetrated into Gu Xiaoxing's forehead with a whoosh, accompanied by a buzzing sound in his mind, like the sound of a melodious bell. When he came to his senses, there was an extra scripture in his memory.
Sutra on Rebirth in Previous Life!
Even though he had just been defeated by the coffin, Gu Xiaoxing was still excited at the moment. What a magical power! Although he had never seen it, just hearing about it sounded very powerful. For a moment, he did not feel that this apprenticeship was a big loss.
If Master Bai outside knew that Gu Xiaoxing had such thoughts, he would probably want to slap him to death.
This is a magical power!
Something that both Lianjiedan and Yuanying have been dreaming of!
Supernatural powers are not like spells. Spells have similarities, but supernatural powers are different in every way. It is far more than that. Supernatural powers are also a kind of law of heaven and earth. Comprehending this law of heaven and earth can subtly change a person's cultivation aptitude. Moreover, the higher the level of cultivation, the stronger the supernatural power. It will never be like some spells, which become useless when the cultivation reaches a certain level.
It can be said that in the entire small wasteland, there are no more than ten people who have cultivated supernatural powers!
However, Gu Xiaoxing was unaware of all this. He only knew that he was still in unbearable pain all over his body. After some calculation, he felt that he had lost out, especially when he saw that his burning Taoist incense was still floating in front of the coffin, and the other party had no intention of returning it.
"Are you going to take it by force?" Gu Xiaoxing was a little worried.
Facts have proved that many times dreams can come true. The next moment, Gu Xiaoxing was blasted out of the palace by a huge force. The palace door that was wide open when he came in, closed with a "bang" after he was driven out.
Obviously, it is impossible for Gu Xiaoxing to get the Ran Dao incense back.
Gu Xiaoxing became extremely depressed in an instant. He felt that the burning Taoist incense must be a thousand times more valuable than any magical power, otherwise how could that broken coffin be replaced so easily? Moreover, the burning Taoist incense belonged to his Fulai Village and now belonged to someone else.
Thinking about it this way, Gu Xiaoxing felt that he had really suffered a great loss.
"Broken coffin, just wait for me!"
Gu Xiaoxing struggled to get up, and when he looked up, he found that there was not only Master Bai standing in front of him, but also two other figures.