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Text_Chapter 4246 The master is dead



"Young Master, what the hell is this?"

The basalt stone sculpture was full of deathly aura and looked very gloomy. The bronze crane was a little weak and was hiding behind Yang Yunfan.

"Master, does this Xuanwu stone sculpture have anything to do with the body of that big turtle?" Jintaro squatted on the ground, his mung bean eyes flashing, and he couldn't help but think of the huge big turtle outside the tomb of Xuanwu Immortal Lord.

Ao carapace, it doubts that there is any connection between the two.

brush!

Yang Yunfan raised a hand, indicating to everyone not to ask any more questions.

He walked out a few steps, carefully came to the side of the Xuanwu sculpture, solemnly clasped his fists, and saluted: "Messenger, junior Yang Yunfan, is a descendant of Xuanwu Immortal Lord, because he accidentally awakened the power of [Hunyuan Wuji Holy Body]

Bloodline, and it is difficult to control this bloodline, so I came here specifically to find the [Hunyuan Wuji Xuan Gong] in the tomb of my ancestor."

Yang Yunfan spoke very slowly and carefully, for fear that the basalt stone sculpture could not hear clearly.

"call out!"

The basalt stone sculpture didn't ask any questions. The next moment, its gray eyes flickered, and two rays of light suddenly shot out, scanning Yang Yunfan back and forth.

"Buzz..."

Under its gaze, the blood in Yang Yunfan's body suddenly boiled.

"roar!"

The Xuanwu bloodline in his body was stimulated and floated out in an instant. A huge Xuanwu shadow was reflected on the black tomb behind him and let out a deep roar.

"Little master..."

Seeing this scene, the gray eyes of the basalt sculpture gained a little more energy, and nodded friendly towards Yang Yunfan.

Bloodline cannot be faked.

Yang Yunfan does have the blood of Xuanwu Immortal Lord flowing through his body.

"Please come in..."

Then, the basalt stone sculpture turned around and shook its body.

"Ge Leng Leng..."

For a moment, the countless rusty chains extending from its back began to shake slightly.

The chain shook, and the black coffin at the end also swayed, and at the same time, wisps of strange runes began to flow.

The coffin is very large, tens of meters long and seven or eight meters wide, enough to accommodate dozens of people. Moreover, the reliefs on it are very simple and gorgeous. One picture after another, endless, seems to tell a story of surprise.

A heart-warming story.

However, at this time, Yang Yunfan and his party had no intention of studying the carvings on the coffin.

"Messenger, do you want us to enter this coffin?"

"Then, take us into the tomb?"

Seeing the hint of basalt stone carving, Yang Yunfan seemed to understand something.

Xuanwu Immortal Lord must have laid countless formations around his tomb. If outsiders want to break them by force, their strength must at least reach the eternal supreme state. And the eternal supreme state cannot exert its full power in the living planet.

, will be rejected by the core of the planet's origin.

Theoretically, this tomb is simply impossible to break from the outside.

If outsiders want to enter this tomb, they can only find an originally existing passage, and they can enter with the permission of Xuanwu Immortal Lord.

Obviously, this basalt stone sculpture is a guide.

And this [coffin] may be a direct elevator, specially designed to receive the bloodline descendants of Xuanwu Immortal Lord.

"Come in..."

Facing Yang Yunfan's question, the basalt stone sculpture nodded.

Then, it shook its back and slowly brought the coffin in front of Yang Yunfan, gesturing for him to enter it.

"What do you think?"

Yang Yunfan did not enter immediately, but called everyone to discuss it together.

This basalt stone sculpture seems to have been left by the ancestors of the Yang family.

But the world is dangerous, and no one knows whether it will harm them?

Yang Yunfan remembers how the Medicine Master Buddha harmed people.

In the Pure Land world, those monks were all disciples of the Ancient Medicine Buddha. However, this old woman killed countless disciples in order to save her sweetheart.

People who can cultivate to the eternal supreme realm are cruel and ruthless people.

Yang Yunfan and Xuanwu Immortal Lord have no family ties at all despite such a long blood relationship.

If you can resurrect yourself by killing Yang Yunfan, Xuanwu Immortal Lord will probably not have any surplus!

"Young Master, we are all living people. It is a bit unlucky to enter this coffin."

"I think it's safer if we dig all the way in."

The Bronze Crane followed Yang Yunfan and witnessed the cruelty of Medicine Master Ancient Buddha.

At this moment, it did not say Xuanwu Immortal

Zun may be this kind of person, but he reminded Yang Yunfan in a euphemistic way.

If Xuanwu Immortal Lord dies, everyone can regard him as the ancestor, and there is no problem in kneeling three times and nine kowtows. However, if Xuanwu Immortal Lord is like Medicine Master Ancient Buddha, deliberately setting up a trap to talk about inheritance, he actually wants to devour the descendants of his bloodline.

Physical aura... Well, this kind of thing is not impossible.

"Master, I also think safety comes first."

Kintaro's small green bean-like eyes stared at the basalt stone sculpture from time to time, feeling that this guy's appearance was too weird.

It also felt a little uneasy in its heart.

However, they worked so hard to get here and triggered the authorities. If they just left like this, they would really be a little unwilling.

"Grandpa, what do you think?"

When Yang Yunfan saw that neither of his two younger brothers wanted to enter the coffin, he felt a little hesitant and looked at Mr. Yang.

"Your body won't last long."

Mr. Yang knew Yang Yunfan's character. If it was not a last resort, Yang Yunfan would never want to dig into his ancestor's tomb.

Now that we are all here, we cannot leave empty-handed.

"If anything happens next, I can just sacrifice my grandfather."

Mr. Yang said with firm eyes.

He knew what Yang Yunfan was worried about. He was simply afraid that Xuanwu Immortal Lord was in a dying state and wanted to lure qualified descendants into the tomb to help him resurrect.

Although this possibility is extremely small, it is not impossible.

If it really comes to that point, he is willing to sacrifice himself in exchange for Yang Yunfan's safety.

"Grandpa, this is not okay."

Yang Yunfan smiled bitterly, shook his head and refused.

"The master is dead..."

Just when Yang Yunfan was worried about whether Xuanwu Immortal Lord was here to spread suspicion, on the other side, the Xuanwu stone sculpture seemed to understand something.

It let out a faint sigh, very sad.

Its mood fluctuations and soul fluctuations are very sad. Especially the soul fluctuations cannot be faked even if it has been cultivated to the eternal supreme state.

"this……"

Feeling the soul fluctuation of this basalt stone sculpture, Yang Yunfan and his party instantly became very embarrassed.
Chapter completed!
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