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Chapter 64: Opening the Coffin

Chang Sheng used the ground escape talisman for the first time, and he felt as if he was trapped in mud and was moving extremely slowly.

Unexpectedly, this is the case in the rock. Changsheng started exerting force under his feet, and his speed became faster and faster, and finally he became able to walk freely.

The body of the powerful Jindan man brought the benefits of strength, and Chang Sheng quickly arrived near the bronze statue.

After fumbled and grabbed the statue, he moved it hard.

Crunch!

Crunch!

With the blessing of physical strength and brute force talisman, the bronze statue finally moved and rotated in the reverse direction.

As the statue rotated, the dome of the underground palace that closed with the ground began to rise, and the rumbling sound was endless.

The dome was lifted very slowly, and the arms holding the bronze statue were even more bulging. Chang Sheng had already used all his strength.

Despite this, the statue turned slowly and slowly. At this time, the other pair of hands grabbed the stone sculpture, and Jiang Xiaolian rushed closer.

Combined with the strength of the two, the dome finally raised to a height of one person.

Just such a short time, Changsheng was already sweating profusely, and Jiang Xiaolian was even more tired.

"It's not bad, I have the strength to do it!"

Wrapped sweat, Jiang Xiaolian praised her, her power can only be regarded as an auxiliary, and being able to move stone sculptures is entirely a contribution of Changsheng.

"It's okay..." Chang Sheng gasped, looked in the direction of the bronze coffin, and said, "I should choose this time first."

According to the distribution of merit, no matter what treasure there is in the bronze coffin, whoever has the greatest merit can choose first.

This is also a rule and a truth. Changsheng did not believe in Longyan Sect and still had the face to compete with him.

The words were said to Longyan Sect. After Chang Sheng said that, Jiang Xiaolian immediately understood it.

"That's right! If it weren't for Junior Brother Chang, we would have been trapped here. You are the most qualified to choose the treasure in the bronze coffin first."

Jiang Xiaolian glanced at the direction of Longyan Sect and said coldly: "Who wants to fight with you, don't blame me for turning against you!"

Jiang Xiaolian will not be indifferent to being able to win benefits for her own people, and the contributions she always produces are obvious and no one can ignore them.

The people from Longyan Sect had already surrounded him. The monk surnamed Sun hesitated for a moment and finally nodded in agreement.

"I'll help you with the coffin."

Jiang Xiaolian came to the other side of the bronze coffin with a long sword, and joined Chang Sheng to explore the magic weapon into the coffin. While the effect of the brute force talisman was still there, the two of them worked together to pry open the coffin lid.

As soon as the lid of the coffin opened, a decayed aura rose from the gap, and everyone retreated one after another.

No one knew what kind of strangeness would appear in the bronze coffin, and everyone was extremely cautious.

It was quiet around, and you could even hear a sudden heartbeat.

After a while, there was nothing unusual in the coffin. Chang Sheng stepped forward and kicked the lid open, revealing the true appearance of the coffin.

The huge bronze coffin looks rusty from the outside, but the inner wall is very intact. It is covered with a layer of white silk, and a corpse is lying on the white silk.

The corpse cannot be seen, the man and the woman have already been weathered, and there is no flesh and blood and only bones left. A skull looks gloomy and terrifying.

There is nothing special about corpses, the special thing is the dress of corpses.

The corpse was wearing a weird black hooded robe, with white bone-like decorations wrapped around the robe. It counted exactly eight, as if it was wearing eight white scarves.

The corpse was surrounded by longan-sized pearls, with hundreds of them in number, which shows how rich this person was during his lifetime.

Just above the top of the corpse, sacrifices were piled up, and a special aura flowed on them.

Feeling the breath of the sacrifice, the monks around him were lit up.

"Real energy! These sacrifices are indeed treasures!"

"I'm right this time! How could I be an ordinary mortal if I could dig the cemetery to such a deep level?"

"It's a spirit stone! So many spirit stones!"

Chen Ge'er, who was standing at the end of the coffin, exclaimed. She was lifting up the white silk at the bottom of the coffin, and neatly placed spiritual stones under the white silk.

The bronze coffin is not small, and if it is covered with spirit stones, it will cost at least a few hundred pieces.

Not only were there treasures, but also a large number of spirit stones, everyone present was extremely happy.

After experiencing danger, who doesn’t want to gain a lot?

"Start from Qianyun Sect first, let's get allocated quickly. We are lucky this time." The monk named Sun from Longyan Sect urged. He estimated with his visual gaze that the spirit stone at the bottom of the coffin was definitely not a layer.

Since he was the first to choose, Chang Sheng was not polite and looked at the offerings above the corpse.

Although spirit stones are good, they are ordinary after all. At this time, you must choose the most expensive things.

There are more than a dozen offerings in the bronze coffin, with different appearances, including swords, bowls and chopsticks, jade pendants, and porcelain bottles. After looking at it, Changsheng locked three things.

A long black knife with a faint glow on the blade, a white porcelain bottle, and a blue snail shell the size of a child's fist.

The spiritual energy of these three things fluctuates the most vigorously and looks absolutely extraordinary.

The long sword must be a magic weapon, and its power should be great. The porcelain bottle is likely to contain a elixir, which may be priceless. As for the snail shell, it is more mysterious and I don’t know what it is for.

Seeing Chang Sheng's eyes wandering on the long sword, the short and fat man Pang Feng suddenly became anxious. He looked at the knife, but unfortunately, with his status, even if Chang Sheng finished picking it, it would not be his turn.

眼珠一转,庞丰来到孙姓修士身边耳语了几句,他说完之后对方犹豫了一下摇了摇头.

Pang Feng gritted his teeth and said something again. The monk surnamed Sun nodded in agreement.

"A knife is a good knife, I will choose this knife too."

The monk surnamed Sun said, "The visible benefits are naturally the safest, but often the invisible benefits are more precious, such as the spiritual elixir in the porcelain bottle or the treasures in the spiral mansion."

After hearing about the ruta mansion, Changsheng understood what the ruta shell was, and it turned out to be a storage tool.

Unlike storage bags, there are also some natural storage tools in the cultivation world, such as the snail shells of special monsters, or fruits with storage spaces, and even the corpses of some monsters can store things.

Storage bags are the most convenient and portable, and monks use them the most, while other special storage tools are rarely used by people.

If there are few people using it, it does not mean that there are no one. Some special storage props are even larger than the space of storage bags.

"Senior Brother Sun is right!"

Pang Feng induced on the side: "The Luo Mansion is equivalent to a storage bag, and it is very valuable in itself. If the Luo Mansion contains countless treasures, it is really called making a fortune. If it were me, I must first ask for the Luo Mansion!"

"I choose Luo Mansion too." Guo Chen also said to the point: "This is the opportunity. How can you be willing to do it without gamble? If you are lucky, thousands of spirit stones in Luo Mansion will be yours."

"What's your business? It's not your choice." Jiang Xiaolian scolded with displeasure.

"It's not our business, and you won't let anyone talk?" Pang Feng retorted. Jiang Xiaolian wanted to say something but was stopped by Wen Qiuqing.

It’s useless to fight. At this time, you can only make your own decisions, and other people’s opinions are just references.

I don’t know if it was bewitched by the people of Longyan Sect or if it was a moment of being obsessed with money, Chang Sheng reached out and grabbed the snail shell.

"Why do you want a snail shell? The black knife is the treasure!" Jiang Xiaolian stomped her feet in anger.

"Porcelain bottles are fine, the value of elixirs is much more expensive than spirit stones." Chen Ge'er also felt regretful.

In fact, Chang Sheng did not believe in slander and took the snail shell, but the other two things were of little use to him.

The black sword does look extraordinary, but it cannot reach the level of magic weapons. How could Changsheng, who has the best magic weapons like the Sword of Eternal Life, look at magic weapons?

The porcelain bottle is even more incomparable to the Dharma. He is carrying a large pharmacy. Although most of the synthetic fasting pills are produced, aren’t new elixirs appearing?

Compared to weapons and pills, storage tools that you carry with you are more attractive to Changsheng. Even if the Luo Mansion is empty, it doesn’t matter.

Isn’t there tens of thousands of kilograms of passion rice outside? Chang Sheng is planning to use the rumpled mansion to fill all the passion rice, and at least he has to fill his own portion with Wang Wuming.

It was indeed the spiral staircase discovered first by Longyan Sect, but the pile of femto rice was not discovered first by people from Longyan Sect, but a portion that was born in a permanent place.

"Look at what treasures are inside!" Ma Xiaobu was very excited and urged to open the screw shell.
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