Taoist Temple: I was broadcast live when I preached to animals

"Where is the Hall of No Return... the name is a bit bluffing."

No one would have thought that the interior of the mountain on which Qingshizhai rested would be hollowed out, and a hall that would never see the light of day was built.

No wonder it's called the "Palace of No Return". It was built in such a ghostly place, and the entrance was locked with a large array. It's strange to be able to return.

Cheng Fan complained speechlessly.

Immediately, he smiled faintly and walked towards the main hall step by step.

In the middle of the main hall, armors that looked like iron bumps were neatly placed one after another.

Cheng Fan could clearly see that these armors were exactly the same as those of the Gu family.

In this hall, there are more than [-] sets of black iron Buddha armors on display. The distance between each armor is less than one meter, which is very spectacular.

These black iron Buddha armors are not brand new, they are covered with dense damage, and there are accumulated dark red blood scabs, and some have very hideous gaps.

Some armors are relatively intact, while others only have a broken iron suit left on the ground.

Cheng Fan glanced at it a few times and then walked straight to the depths.

Halfway through the walk, suddenly his eyes froze.

Cheng Fan found that most of the injuries of these armors were in the front and flanks, and most of the backs were intact, which meant that the owners of these armors hardly exposed their backs to the enemy's attack range.

In other words.

Either they fight all the way to the end and never retreat!

Either to protect something, not to turn around and run away.

Cheng Fan shook his head, this was his fleeting thought, the specifics were not important to him.

Turn around and continue walking deeper.

The spiritual consciousness stretched forward, and at the end of these black iron Buddha armors, there was a vermilion coffin, which was quietly placed on a stone platform.

The coffin is about two meters long, and like this Hall of No Return, it is in a grand and neat style, with only a very simple palm-width pattern on it, without any fancy patterns, simple and generous.

Cheng Fan's eyes were even more suspicious, because his spiritual consciousness was actually hindered by Ji's eyes, and he couldn't see through the coffin at all.

Slowly opened the eyes of the sky, and a touch of golden color sprinkled on the coffin. After staring for a long time, a touch of surprise appeared in his eyes.

This coffin...

There is also a formation inside, isolating all investigations!

The corner of Cheng Fan's mouth twitched.

so mysterious?

The protection is so strict?

I also got so many sets of armor to be buried with him, I feel unhealthy at first glance.

Hmm... nine times out of ten he is a feudal lord who failed in rebellion.

Such a simple coffin doesn't even have a pattern.

There is even time to build the Hall of No Return, but no time to carve patterns?

This makes no sense.

Cheng Fan thought to himself, most likely it was before the Song Dynasty, probably the Sui and Tang Dynasties, or even earlier.

Shaking his head, he put away these irrelevant thoughts.

He is just a Taoist priest who is keen on studying formations, not a touch gold captain who likes to dig people's ancestral graves everywhere.

No matter how mysterious this coffin is, it was a thousand years ago and has nothing to do with him.

Just as Cheng Fan was about to leave, a muffled sound suddenly echoed in this unusually empty hall.

Chapter 483 Mysterious coffin, don't even think about leaving if you don't kill me

Om-!

The muffled sound came from nowhere.

Cheng Fan's eyes were calm, and his spiritual consciousness filled the entire Hall of No Return in an instant.

Nothing unusual!

All the armor was placed in place, without a trace of movement.

Even the dust accumulated on the ground has not changed in the slightest.

Ah!Sure enough, there are tricks.

I knew it from the sudden sneeze before coming in.

Cheng Fan smiled faintly.

Spiritual consciousness probed in the dark for a long time, but nothing unusual happened.

So, do you want to wait for me to move first?

Cheng Fan took a light step, and his spiritual consciousness locked on the audience at all times.

Om-!

There was a second muffled sound.

This time, his consciousness instantly locked onto the coffin behind him!

Although it still looked quiet at the moment, the floating dust around the coffin betrayed it.

Moreover, in his spiritual consciousness, he clearly sensed a slight sway in the coffin.

Ah!

Does the old guy who has been sleeping for thousands of years want to climb out and harm the world?

What a coincidence.

Whoever you meet is not good, but you just met the poor.

With a smile on the corner of Cheng Fan's mouth, his spiritual consciousness locked onto the vermilion coffin lying quietly, the mana in his body gradually surged, and the golden core slowly accelerated its rotation, swallowing out shocking mana after wave.

If you dare to come out, Pindao will immediately bombard you to death!

As if sensing the crisis outside the coffin, the third muffled sound did not come for a long time.

Cheng Fan waited for a moment, a trace of suspicion flashed in his eyes.

Ok?

Not coming out again?

If you don't come out, then I'm leaving?

Cheng Fan gently raised one foot and took a step towards the gate of the palace.

"Om-!"

This muffled sound made Cheng Fan stunned.

What do you mean this is?

Don't you want to leave if you don't kill me?

Why are you still on the poor road?

Got it!

Then we will depend on you.

Kill you before leaving.

Cheng Fan stopped, but the coffin did not move again.

"..."

Cheng Fan's face darkened slightly, he raised his right hand, and the Zhenwu sword fell into his palm.

The extremely strong power of Zhenwu Swinging Demons condensed on the sword body, emitting an extremely terrifying light.

bass!

The moment Cheng Fan called out the Zhenwu sword.

In the main hall, there are lumps of iron bumps.

No, a set of black iron Buddha armor suddenly reacted.

The Senhan long knives, long swords, and spears beside their armor trembled slowly and let out a soft moan.

Immediately, it floated up strangely automatically, as if there were invisible big hands holding it, aiming at Cheng Fan in front of the coffin.

"Heh, your subordinates are quite loyal."

A playful smile appeared on the corner of Cheng Fan's mouth.

“贫道改源"发；自;小.说,群:9;8、0？2，0；5?8'5：6！！主意了，还是请阁下食某一记五雷正法吧。”

With that said, Cheng Fan recalled the Zhenwu Sword.

Just when he was about to defend against thunder.

Clang!

The weapons beside the Xuantie Pagoda fell to the ground one after another.

In the dark and vast hall, the three hundred black iron Buddha armors were quietly placed in place, as if nothing had happened.

"..."

Cheng Fan figured it out, when he threatened the coffin, those iron lumps would attack him with swords and axes, otherwise they would not attack him.

Cheng Fan hesitated at the moment.

If he didn't know that there was something abnormal in the coffin, then let him know now, and he couldn't sit idly by and let the existence in the coffin come out to endanger the world.

He glanced at the coffin.

Cheng Fan strode straight to the outside of the hall without looking back.

The shaking of the coffin became more and more obvious, but it has not been opened for a long time.

And those iron bumps were like dead objects, without any movement.

"Oh, Pindao took back what he said before praising Your Excellency, but your subordinates don't listen to your orders."

Cheng Fan smiled lightly.

Those armors are dead things, even if they have a little spiritual power attached to them, guarding the coffin is probably limited to deterring the knife holders.

Cheng Fan walked towards the outside of the hall step by step, keeping his spiritual consciousness locked on the coffin.

He guessed that when a limit was reached, the existence in the coffin would break out of the coffin.

Although Cheng Fan didn't know what was wrong with the things in the coffin, he wouldn't want to leave without killing him.

But since he had such a request, Cheng Fan had no choice but to try his best to satisfy him.

Just when Cheng Fan was about to reach the edge of the hall, there was a dull loud noise from the coffin!

The scarlet coffin board slowly opened a gap.

Cheng Fan narrowed his eyes slightly.

It can be regarded as being caught by Pindao!

With a jerk, he moved to the side of the coffin in an instant.

The right hand pinched the coffin board with a "snap", and several incomparably explosive thunder streams surged out from the left hand, converging into a group of shining palm thunder!

Come!Edible pancakes!

A surge of tremendous force exploded, and the extremely heavy coffin board was thrown away by Cheng Fan in an instant.

The left hand followed closely behind, about to cover the existence in the coffin.

at this time!

A strange fragrance suddenly entered Cheng Fan's nostrils.