Chapter 49 Taiyin Form Refining Method
boom!
The flames exploded, and body parts flew everywhere.
Twenty more fireballs rained down.
Boom boom boom!
The tight military formation collapsed on the spot.
Eight zombies appeared out of thin air and entered the crowd to kill them.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Xu Xuan raised his hand three times, and at the same time, three golden lights penetrated the shield and shot to death the three guards in front of Sun Yin.
Another two rays of golden light penetrated Sun Yin's thighs.
The golden light spell has no trajectory. Even if there is a trajectory, others cannot react. The golden light can penetrate steel. It is invincible in this world and no one can stop it.
"Spare your life!"
"God, have mercy!"
"I'm guilty!"
In the face of a power beyond the times, the morale of this thousand-year-old sect collapsed instantly.
Some collapsed and begged for mercy, while others turned and ran away.
There are no invincible soldiers in the world, but they are not so big that they cannot bear them.
The efforts of dozens of generations are not as good as a small fireball.
Killing people with magic is faster than killing people with martial arts, making them feel like an ant.
From Xu Xuan's attack to the enemy's defeat, the entire process did not take more than ten breaths, and was almost devastating.
Sun Yin's legs were crippled and he collapsed to the ground.
Xu Xuan Feitian's whole body collapsed in an instant. He has not come back to his senses yet, and he has forgotten the pain in his legs.
The broken outlook on life made him even more miserable than ordinary mortals.
Mortals are usually dubious about gods and ghosts. Although they are surprised when a god suddenly appears, they are not scared to death.
Tai Dao is different. It has been passed down for thousands of years. Knowing that there is no true cultivation in today's world, Tai Dao priests are equivalent to a different kind of atheist.
Now that Xu Xuan suddenly used his magical power, it was difficult to recover for a while.
Xu Xuan fell slowly.
"You...who are you?" Sun Yin stepped back repeatedly, looking at this person in disbelief.
I never thought that such a person could exist.
Compared with this, his decades of hard work are like a joke, not as good as someone else's finger.
The indestructible power of the golden light, fireball, and fire dragon just now still remains in my mind and cannot be shaken off for the rest of my life.
After his own arrangement, none of the so-called elite soldiers and generals, as well as the three insects, have been put into use, and there is no place even if they want to be used. The two sides are not on another level at all.
"Me? Chenzhou Xu Xuan. Surrender. It's your turn to tell Taiyi Dao's secret."
"Haha, it's impossible." Sun Yin was about to bite his tongue and commit suicide, but Xu Xuan reacted faster than him, and immediately stepped forward and removed Sun Yin's chin.
As a senior executive, Sun Yin would not take poisonous pills like other grassroots personnel.
"It's okay not to say anything." Xu Xuan knocked this guy unconscious with one palm.
After a while, Li Jianxing and others came over and said, "Master Tian, catch all the reinforcements, deserters, and spies around."
"Well, take this guy back. This is a big fish from Taiyi Road, and let the Jin Yiwei people force a confession."
Jin Yiwei has a way of forcing confessions. No matter what kind of tough guy you are, from body to heart, he will make you docile.
Moreover, they, who are experts in coercing confessions professionally, never worry about getting false news; because they will not listen to your side of the story at all. They will torture you over and over again, making you say it again and again, and press questions from all angles.
Even if he does ask, he will continue to be tortured until he becomes numb and his whole body begs for a quick death.
So Xu Xuan was saving Sun Yin. Since this guy didn't appreciate it, he didn't bother to say it.
"Let's go to the ancient tomb." Xu Xuan said.
"yes!"
"Li Changsheng, follow me!"
Xu Xuan didn't even look back.
Li Changsheng followed everyone excitedly, and he truly joined the core today.
The group of people passed through a field of corpses. All the dead soldiers fell dead and turned into corpses.
By the Liuyang River, Zhang Duxiao and others were still waiting.
"Pry open the door. If that doesn't work, blow it up with gunpowder."
Xu Xuan ordered.
"yes!"
Everyone started to take action, first expanding the pit so that the entire tomb door was exposed.
The tomb door is not high, about seven feet taller, and has complex patterns carved on it.
Everyone pried open the tomb door, and a rotten atmosphere spread out.
Xu Xuan walked to the front alone. There were no mechanisms, and even the ever-burning lamp was extinguished. After all, more than a thousand years had passed.
Zhang Duxiao introduced it at the side and said: "Some scholars have just researched and found out that this is the family tomb of Li Cang, the prime minister of Changsha in the early Han Dynasty."
"Do you have any information about Li Cang's wife Xin Zhui?"
"Uh, no."
Passing through the complicated tomb passage, the murals on the walls are brightly colored, and the colors quickly fade away.
Most of the murals describe the fairyland after death.
Xu Xuan did not care about other tombs, but looked for Xin Zhui's tomb.
Click, click, click...
Opening the tomb door, the coffin lay quietly in the dark tomb.
The coffin was painted with dark red paint and outlined with complex patterns, a bit like runes and a bit like flowers.
The scene in front of us is different from what we saw in later generations. Perhaps it is because it has not been stolen yet. In fact, part of Mawangdui in later generations was stolen.
Everyone pushed open the outer coffin. Inside the coffin was an inner coffin. Inside the outer coffin were many funerary objects, gold objects, jade ruyi, pottery, bamboo slips...
The bamboo slips were dry and black, but fortunately they did not fall apart. The words engraved on them were clearly visible.
Xu Xuan jumped in and took a cursory look. It seemed to be some kind of secret method.
The design of the inner coffin is more exquisite, and it is also painted with gold, which seems to be a flower.
Xu Xuan, who has been immersed in the art of medicinal materials for many years, recognized it as Xinyi flower at a glance.
Mawangdui is one of the top ten ancient tombs in the world, and Xu Xuan is quite familiar with it.
Xin Zhui is the daughter of Xin Yi. Xin Yi is also the name of a flower. The ancient Chu people regarded Xin Yi as their national flower, saying it could approach witches and ghosts. Witches often decorated it with Xin Yi patterns.
Therefore, Xin Zhui is most likely the daughter of the ancient Chu wizard.
Xu Xuan did not open the coffin immediately. After making sure there were no hidden weapons or other arrangements around, he inserted his sword into the gap, pried it gently, grabbed a corner with his right hand, and lifted the coffin lid.
The coffin was filled with light red transparent liquid, and a middle-aged woman who still retained her charm was lying in it.
His skin is white as snow, his eyes are slightly closed, and he is covered in plain gauze Zen clothes, as if he is asleep.
It will not decay for thousands of years, just like before death.
Xu Xuan was shocked. Xin Zhui should have no real energy. After all, by the early Han Dynasty, he was basically a liar.
The real reason why Xin Zhui's body did not rot was probably the dark red liquid.
Xu Xuan sniffed it gently. There was no smell, but a faint scent of medicinal materials, and it seemed that there were also materials such as sulfur, cinnabar, lead, and mercury.
There is also a material that cannot be smelled.
The search for elixir of death was popular in the Han Dynasty, and it is said that it can only be found in Penglai. Perhaps this material has become extinct and does not exist in the world, and this is the key to the immortality of the body.
Xu Xuan carefully picked up the bamboo slip. At the beginning of the bamboo slip were five characters: Taiyin Form Refining Method.
After a rough scan, Xu Xuan thought to himself: "If it were placed in the mirror world, Xin Zhui would be able to be resurrected after sleeping for a few hundred more years."
This method still needs more research.
Thinking of this, Xu Xuan looked at everyone and said: "You search other tombs, don't disturb the remains, and don't take the treasures. Just look for the bamboo slips. There will be rewards when you go back."
"yes!"
After that, Xu Xuan studied the exercises in the tomb.