Tian Yuan

"The remaining power cannot be underestimated."

Chen Qingyuan squinted his eyes and felt confident.

He raised his hand and took back the damaged sacred instrument.

"If I approach with a similar aura, will I be attacked?"

Thinking of this, Chen Qingyuan selected another holy weapon, and with the power of supreme foundation, carved the dead and decaying Tao pattern on its surface.

"Wow—"

Another holy weapon approaches.

Countless iron chains are floating directionlessly, and countless broken ancient laws have been lingering around the ancient coffin, doing the work of guarding.

Chen Qingyuan watched with concentration, trying to prove whether his conjecture was useful.

This holy weapon gradually floated away, passed through the iron chains, and hovered above the ancient coffin without receiving any attacks.

Obviously, the ancient law of imbalance treats the holy soldiers with the power of deathly silence engraved on their surfaces as the same kind and ignores them.

Fortunately, Chen Qingyuan's supreme foundation, using the emperor's bones as a guide, was able to carve very similar patterns of law.Otherwise, they will definitely be identified and attract murderous intent.

"Sure enough!"

Seeing this, Chen Qingyuan was overjoyed.

Now that he had a successful example, Chen Qingyuan quickly prepared.

A transparent barrier formed on the surface of the body, with decaying and withered Tao patterns carved on the barrier.

It took an hour and finally it was done.

"A quick decision, we can't delay it for too long."

Over time, the Dao patterns on the barrier will definitely loosen.At that time, once the laws around the ancient coffin are noticed, it will really be a sheep in the tiger's mouth, and it will be too late to run away.

The resting place of ancient kings is worth the risk.

"call out"

Chen Qingyuan took action immediately, following the movement trajectory of the holy weapon just now, passing through thousands of soul-catching chains, until he reached the core position, only ten feet away from the ancient coffin.

He took back the holy weapon and stared directly at the gilded ancient coffin in front of him, holding his breath and concentrating.

After pausing for a moment, Chen Qingyuan found a suitable position to open the ancient coffin.

After endless years of erosion, this coffin still maintains a complete appearance on the surface, but in fact it is riddled with holes.

He grabbed a corner of the coffin lid from the air and pushed it slowly and hard.

Always paying attention to the changes in the ancient laws around him, Chen Qingyuan did not dare to relax at all.Once an abnormal situation occurs, we will run away as soon as possible without hesitation.

"Dong Long"

The huge and heavy coffin lid moved slightly, making a deep sound, which was particularly harsh and sensational in this silent place.

Chen Qingyuan immediately paused and observed the situation around him.

After making sure there was no danger, continue pushing hard.

Not long after, Chen Qingyuan pushed the coffin lid open.

"Whoosh-"

As the coffin lid opened, a terrible air pressure hit his face, causing Chen Qingyuan to fall back a long way, his energy and blood flowing backwards, and his heart pounding.

When he was pushed back, he almost touched an iron chain. Fortunately, Chen Qingyuan controlled his body and quickly dodged.

If this stimulates the surrounding laws of order, then all the previous efforts will be in vain.

Fortunately, there are surprises and no dangers.

Chen Qingyuan stabilized his figure, stood on a high place, lowered his eyes, and his eyes condensed, revealing a trace of sadness.

There is a person in the ancient coffin.

His body was eight feet long and turned into white bones.

Some of the bones were covered with pieces of clothing that had not yet decayed.

"Time is ruthless and is the most terrifying murder weapon in the world."

It is not difficult to imagine that this ancient king hid in this dark ancient coffin and woke up many times, only to find that it was not the glorious era he had been waiting for.

Finally, the ancient king exhausted his life and died in the coffin with endless unwillingness and regret.

As for breaking out of the coffin before death, the result is the same.Once out of the coffin, it will be locked by the power of the great road, and then it will be buried by the years, making it impossible to escape.

"Ugh!"

Chen Qingyuan sighed softly, feeling the despair of the ancient king.To show respect, bow your hands.

"That is......"

After bowing, Chen Qingyuan discovered something in a corner of the coffin. He looked at it carefully and looked suspicious.

A black flower.

It is about three inches tall and has three petals.

In addition, the lines on the petals are very strange, as if they outline some kind of law, which is not ordinary.

"Black, three inches tall, three petals..."

Chen Qingyuan began to search for some clues about this flower in his mind to see if there could be an answer.

He lowered his eyebrows and thought deeply for a moment, then suddenly raised his head with a look of surprise.

Once in this life, Chen Qingyuan went to the ancient palace of Emperor Taiwei, where there were many ancient books and he read them one by one.

Just thinking about it, I found the key content in the deep sea of ​​memory.

There is a clear record in an ancient book: "The body of an emperor has a chance of condensing Tao seeds after death. Three inches and three leaves are like the other shore. It is a creature of creation and is rare to see in a million years."

The Tao seed condensed by the emperor's power contains a trace of the power of the other side. It can be called the flower of the other side of three lives, and it is also the flower of Tao seed.

Its use is not recorded in ancient books.

Such a supreme creation has not been available to many people throughout the ages, so it is naturally difficult to describe its usefulness.

"Three lives of Taoism, the other side of the emperor."

Chen Qingyuan's heart was surging, and his excitement and surprise could not be concealed.

There are only a few words recorded in old classical books about the flower of Taoism.Even though Chen Qingyuan in ancient times had unlucky luck, he did not get this kind of thing.

"call--"

Take a breath, steady your mind, and stay calm.

There is no record in the ancient books about how to take away the Tao seeds and how to preserve them.

"Don't think so much, take it away first and then talk about it."

Chen Qingyuan definitely cannot refine the things of creation in this place, the risk is too high.

From the Sumeru Ring, the best container was found.

Then, he looked towards the Taoist flower in the corner of the coffin.

"call out"

Not surprisingly, Chen Qingyuan pulled out the dark Taoist flower and placed it in a jade box.

To ensure that the Daozhong flowers have not decayed yet and that the potency of the medicine has not been lost much, Chen Qingyuan plans to leave here as soon as possible and find a safe place to study it carefully.

After taking away the things created by nature, of course the coffin lid must be closed.

"This barrier outside the body can't last long, so we have to leave quickly."

Without any hesitation, Chen Qingyuan returned the same way and headed upward.

Before leaving, he also bowed to the ancient coffin to express his gratitude.

It was swallowed up by a whirlpool at first. Now if you want to get out, you must find another way.

"Go up and cut a path."

Although this method is stupid, it is more practical and safer, and it will only take a little more time.

The hardness of the soil was too high, and there was no need to make too much noise. It took several days before Chen Qingyuan finally saw the light of day again.

"Leave here and go to a secluded place."

Chen Qingyuan stepped into the starry sky and stayed away from Greedy Star.