Chapter 1316: Thunder strikes the peach wood coffin (please subscribe, please bookmark)
This drop of blood with just a hint of blood should be the only thing left in the corpse that has been suppressed for countless years.
Sun Mingsheng didn't know where the corpse came from or what amazing abilities he had. The only thing that could be determined was that he must have endless and endless hatred for the Baise Sect.
With the support of sufficient mana, this drop of residual blood continued to rotate crazily, and some smaller water droplets separated little by little, gradually forming two human-sized water droplets, a man and a woman, with faces and eyes. It is also in a state of constant agitation, as if it may wake up completely and possess its own life inheritance at any time.
But after all, the qualifications and support of this drop of blood are extremely limited. With Sun Mingsheng's full support at all costs, it can only go so far.
"Caiwu and Huafeng, these two half-asleep villains are the last bit of obsession condensed by this fellow Taoist before his death. As long as they appear within a radius of thousands of miles inherited by the Baise Sect monks, they will behave differently according to the distance. A degree of warning, this matter requires the Nascent Soul Stage monks to always use mana as the necessary support. It can only be completed by the two of you in person, and you are not allowed to do it with others."
Sun Mingsheng warned on the side, but at the same time his eyes were on the male cultivator who had been sealed in a peach wood coffin by lightning for two thousand years or more, and he kept looking up and down.
"Can a warning be issued within a radius of thousands of miles? The thieves at Baise Gate will definitely show their fox tail this time."
Sun Huafeng was also very enthusiastic. Obviously because of the original conflict between the two parties, the hostility towards Baise Gate has never disappeared.
"Uncle Twelve, who is this monk sealed in the lightning-struck peach wood coffin? Could it be that he was once an important member of the Baise Sect?"
Compared to Sun Huafeng, Sun Caiwu's spiritual awareness was obviously more acute, and he was also quite interested in the male cultivator who was very close to him.
"If my guess is correct, this male cultivator should be the real owner of Baise Lingshan before it was renamed."
"The families or sects here should have been reduced to their vassals long ago due to the erosion of the Baise Sect, but I don't know why they have been reduced to the current state?"
Sun Mingsheng also had some guesses about the identity of the monk in front of him through the records in some jade slips, but he still needed to collect more information to make a clearer judgment as to whether it was true or false.
After all, most of the records in the Nascent Soul Alliance are mainly about some common sense and precautions of Baise Sect itself. Naturally, this is an extremely secretive place within Baise Sect, which has never been recorded in it.
Even if the few Nascent Soul stage monks who participated in the battle knew the information, there is a high probability that they would decisively control similar top-secret information within a very small range and would not choose to spread it to the outside world easily.
"Caiwu, Huafeng, I will stay on Baise Ling Mountain these days to continue to study the situation here in depth."
"However, the action here is not small. There is a high probability that the monks from Baise Sect have obtained relevant information. The other party will definitely make appropriate response strategies in the shortest possible time. You two will immediately go to different areas of the cultivation world to search. The information and exact location of the Baise Gate monks, I’m worried that something will change if it’s too late.”
After a simple mutual exchange, Sun Mingsheng also decisively began to urge. This time, no matter what, this golden opportunity cannot be wasted.
In fact, what the Sun family and the Baise Sect are currently fighting for is a time gap. Whoever can use the obtained spiritual objects to their fullest potential in the shortest time can occupy the subsequent positions in this battle. advantage and always maintain a relatively stable advantage.
"The two of us will set off now. Please rest assured, Uncle Twelve. We will definitely find traces of the remnants of the Baise Sect in the shortest possible time."
A quarter of an hour later, Sun Caiwu and Sun Huafeng, under the guidance of their respective villains, chose different directions and disappeared into a stream of light, officially starting their journey to find the traces of the monks hidden in Baise Gate.
Sun Mingsheng continued to conduct more in-depth research on the tomb itself and the body of the male cultivator that had been suppressed for more than two thousand years under a complete coffin made of lightning-strike wood and was still intact.
The most important of these must undoubtedly be some possible trophies. This monk was at least on the eighth or even ninth level of the Nascent Soul during his lifetime. No matter what the purpose, more or less, a small amount of what he had during his lifetime should be left behind. The spiritual objects used as burial objects.
The quality and effect of the treasures valued by an eighth or even ninth-level Nascent Soul monk are naturally second to none. Perhaps they are not too precious for the Baise Sect at its peak, but for Sun Mingsheng, who is alone in cultivation. For the monks at the eighth level of the Nascent Soul who are working hard in the world, this may be the opportunity to advance to the ninth level of the Nascent Soul or even the stage of divine transformation in the future.
But the strangest thing right now is here. Sun Mingsheng has used his spiritual consciousness to search the tombs several times, but he has not found any spiritual objects in the whole process.
This naturally includes Sun Caiwu and Sun Huafeng who have left. If there is a treasure that can be used, Sun Mingsheng will naturally not be able to monopolize it. Sharing interests is the best distribution strategy, and it is also the centripetal force of a family or sect. .
"The Baise Sect has great means and a natural advantage in bewitching, but how can a cultivator of the eighth or ninth level of the Nascent Soul simply become a puppet of the other party?"
"No matter where this cultivator came from, he was willing to enter the coffin made of thunder-struck peach wood at the cost of his own life. He must have something to ask for, and it is likely that it is a small opportunity to be promoted to the God Transformation Stage in the dark."
Different thoughts rose in Sun Mingsheng's mind, and then they rose and fell after he was overturned, but he was also getting closer to the truth through this kind of calculation.
Of course, the most valuable trophy at present is the coffin made of thunder-struck peach wood. Although it has disappeared in the long river of history for two thousand years, the material itself has not been affected by any negative impact.
The lightning-struck peach wood is a rare spiritual material in the world of cultivation, so it is naturally not to be missed at this time. With the flash of a stream of light, it was directly collected by Sun Mingsheng.
Not to mention Sun Mingsheng's in-depth research on this tomb and the male cultivator's corpse, at this time, Sun Caiwu and Sun Huafeng have also gained something in different areas.
"There are quite a few cultivators in the world of cultivation who practice the skills related to the Baise Sect. Most of them belong to various families and sects, and only a few are independent cultivators."