Chapter 829
Wang Chen felt that he had spent a long period of darkness, and he was stunned, as if he had spent more time than his life. He only remembered to hear a click, the sound of the mechanical lock opening, the kind of muddy Feeling gradually away from him, he faintly saw a white light in front of his eyes, and a blurry voice came from his ear.
Am i dead
It seems not yet!
In his memory, the fireballs were falling everywhere, like the last days, standing on the street desperately waiting for death to come, but what happened later? Can not remember!
He seems to be lying in a small but very comfortable iron box. Is it a coffin? Thanks to the country for not forcing him to be cremated. Wang Chen has awoken, but he doesn't want to open his eyes, and now someone has spoken in his ear. A young, unchanging young man horrified, "Master! The body coffin of the Living God is shining!"
"It's the Chinese God of Life and Salvation!" A slightly old voice sounded, and then he slaps and slapped him fiercely.
"You wicked!" Then the old voice scolded: "They all told that the iron coffin is the most precious treasure we inherited from the same vein as that of Maoshan, the ancestral weapon, and our ancestor of Maoshan got this heavenly life. Only then did you realize the spells of corpse refining and driving corpse, and you dare to disturb the ancestors ... see that I will not kill you as a criminal! "
"Don't I just want to re-understand the ancestor's spell from this iron coffin?" Said the aggrieved boy.
"Master, you say that we are a descendant of the Maoshan Mountains, but the Taoist priest of Taiqingguan in Fenghuang Mountain said that we impostor them and replace them with Maoshan priests, and that you do n’t even have a prince, you ’re a fake Taoist. It ’s not Maoshan people who eat dead people ’s food and pick up bones. ”
"Nonsense!" The old man's beard glared and gasped, and his breath was uneven: "They lost the spells handed down by the ancestor of Jiugong, and let those away from the Chaotian Palace in Nanjing. Instead, we blame us for a pass and pass us. When we got out of the Qing Palace, what we at Maoshan did best was the yin **** corpse solution, but now they say that those of us who still adhere to the ancestor's method are evil gates! How can this be true! "
"My teacher's palace is dead, but we also need to see us going down Maoshan to retrieve the ancestor's spell and drive Jin Jiashi to set foot on the Qing Palace!"
The young man heard it and said indignantly: "The ancestor of Jiugong can understand the spell from the body coffin from the living emperor, why can't we?" He was excited: "Wait for us to learn the 13 methods of the corpse from the treasure of the ancestor, It will certainly be able to reproduce our grand descent from the Maoist Temple in Maoshan and dominate the three schools in the Southeastern provinces! Regarding the rules of the ancestors, when the Shangqing people come in, shall we still let them humiliate? "
"Shangqing Palace came to the door?" The old teacher and teacher Gong keenly noticed what, and asked anxiously, "What wrong have you made, you gangster? Why didn't Shangqing Palace come to you for no reason, did you leave the treasure of the ancestor? Speak out? "
The young man suddenly panicked and shouted, "The priest in Shangqing Palace laughed at us, and I was angry ..."
In the anxiety of the teacher ’s palace, he threw his hands and gave himself to the little apprentice. He yelled, “You ... you are confused! We have no power and power, let the Shangqing Palace know. The lives of our two teachers and apprentices are here. Do you hate us for picking up the bones of the dead and converging? Does the master have a stutter to forget you? With this little skill left by our ancestors, our teachers and apprentices are a bit disgusted, but we have nothing to worry about. "
"But you, the villain, did a great disaster, did you want to be a teacher?"
Speaking of the teacher ’s palace, he trot all the way, and said to the apprentice, “If it were n’t for me, you would be an unappealing apprentice, and you would be my poor sister, the only son ... I ... hmm! Pack up things quickly, no one in Shangqing Palace Before you come, run and talk. "
The apprentice Liu Shen has no subject: "Hey ... no, Master! What about the ancestor's treasure?"
"The ancestor of the Nine Gongs saw the comet fall to the ground that night, and found the coffin three days after entering the mountain. From the immortal corpse inside, we learned our corpse magic ... This coffin is made of Taibai Jingjin and weighs more than 18,000. Jin, the ancestor of Jiugong did not know how much effort it took to plan it out of the mountain. Now in anxiety, move it. Put it here! Wait for a hidden place and bury it! "
"Come back in the future ... Anyway, you must not fall into the hands of those traitors."
Wang Chenyou in the "coffin" opened her eyes and exhaled deeply. Is this a TV show? Stereo surround sound, big deal! I heard that some funeral industry came up with refrigerated coffins and networked coffins to meet the needs of various customers after they died. There is a joke saying: Even if I die, I will growl with my dying throat: mobile phone, charging, Even wifi.
I did not expect that there is such a service in the coffin!
Wang Chen opened his eyes and saw a glass boy with a dreadful gaze widened his eyes, and looked at him with a look of horror. He didn't have time to praise the high-end atmosphere of the coffin. On the higher grade, with a 3D large 3D screen, I saw the boy screaming.
"Master, Da Tianzun is a fraud!"
Watching Xiao Dao Tong's nose and tears shed, Wang Chen felt inexplicably funny, he reached out and pushed, and the screen in front of him suddenly slipped through a three-finger gap. Xiao Dao Tong's eyes were desperate, and he screamed at the 'coffin'. Road:
"The corpse is dead! It's a lifetime! The coffin board of Shengtian Tianzun cannot hold it!"
"Smelly boy! I was shocked!" Master Gong angrily walked in from the front hall. Just when he wanted to scold the apprentice, he saw the Tianzun Dharma in the treasure of his ancestor and pushed open the crystal cover on the iron coffin. Sit up.
The eyes of the teacher ’s palace turned white, and he was about to faint.
The apprentice hurried over, crying among those who were stricken with Master: "Master, you can't die ... What are you going to do if you die? We Maoshan, even at Jiugong Patriarch After a flying night fork, even the confession gods are now scamming. What can I do, apprentice? Master ... "
Watching the little boy crying alive, listening to the dialect that is a bit like Minnan, Wang Chen didn't know if he should bother them and his apprentices. He looked back to find out why the apprentices called themselves Zhonghua Victoria The great salvation of life and salvation! On the lid of the iron coffin, www.wuxiaspot.com , it reads impressively that the Chinese Multiverse Universe Dimension Republic, the Salvation Army rescued the survival warehouse.
Although they are simplified characters, they should also understand the ancient Chinese dress and familiar dialect in front of them.
"Cough!" Wang Chen coughed twice and said, "Excuse me. What dynasty is it now?"
"Don't eat me!" The apprentice wailed and collapsed on the teacher's palace. Instead, it was the terrible pain of the teacher's palace that was stung by the ground. People's words, still the accent over the capital, but not so scared! It's not zombies who can speak humans, not zombies, their teachers and apprentices can live.
He trembled and trembled towards Wang Chen: "Tianzun comes up again, now is the Ming Dynasty ..."
When Wang Chen heard the 'Daming Dynasty', his eyes were bright ... Is this through?
But looking at the "iron coffin" underneath, this kind of living room is not too sci-fi, but after listening to the master and apprentice, it seems that he has not slept in the living room for a short time. The science and technology tree life dormancy storehouse was not born in the first half of the 21st century, and it can be used by itself in the event of a major disaster.
And what kind of ghost is this Chinese multi-dimensional republic?
What is the Salvation Army? Is it another name for the PLA?
Sitting in a living warehouse by myself ... A bit non-mainstream! And the ancestor of the nine gongs can understand the way of wool from the living warehouse!
"Zhu Yuanzhang's Daming Dynasty!" In order to prevent another Ming from another world, Wang Chen asked him a special question, and then asked, "What year is it now?"
"Qi Tianzun." The old Taoist priest ’s palace heard Zhu Yuanzhang's words, his eyebrows trembled slightly, and he learned the appearance of an official in a play. Forty-one years! "