Start building the foundation: What is the Southern Xinjiang Corpse Puppet?

Chapter 155 What’s going on?

Luo Shan and Si Qianning were guarding beside the sarcophagus, while Ying Chan and Ling Wanran bumped into each other on the other side. The two temporarily cooperated to look for the purple crystal together, but they also discovered a sarcophagus by accident.

The two men opened the coffin cautiously. After Ling Wanran saw the demon corpse in the coffin, she recognized it immediately.

At the same time, in a stone cave in the east, Gu Qingcheng also found a strange coffin, which was different from the coffin found by Luo Shan and others.

This coffin was carved from a strange obsidian, and there were some strange runes intricately carved on the coffin lid.

There was a black unknown liquid flowing around the black coffin, emitting a foul odor.

Gu Qingcheng had an ominous premonition in her heart and instinctively wanted to leave the stone, but as soon as her eyes met the black coffin, she felt an urge to open it.

Her intuition was always accurate, and she planned to leave the cave first, but she didn't expect her eyes to fall directly on a piece of purple-black, shiny black crystal embedded in the coffin.

"Zixuanjing?"

Gu Qingcheng was delighted and was about to take it, but as soon as she stretched out her hand, she paused and her face turned very ugly.

She suddenly thought of a strange eye she saw in her dream, which looked like a demon's but exuded an ominous aura.

Being alert, Gu Qingcheng quickly left the cave.

Luo Shan and Si Qianning waited in the woods for three days before they saw those wandering cultivators come back.

Behind him was a huge crowd of human cultivators, including demon cultivators and independent cultivators. What surprised Luo Shan was that the saint girl was also among them.

Before Luo Shan could say anything, two monks carrying coffins rushed to the front in surprise among the group of monks behind him.

"Lo Umbrella."

Luo Shan looked closely and found that it was their corpse puppet monk, and he had some impression of him.

"Have you seen other members of the tribe?" Luo San said, scanning the people present.

"No, there were originally a few members of our clan, but they encountered the evil cultivators of Yinshan Sect in the Yellow Sand Land."

"They captured those tribesmen and threw them into the strange snake area."

The two corpse puppet monks were extremely angry as they spoke, with deep hatred in their eyes.

"Yinshan Sect." Luo Shan spat out three words with murderous intent in his eyes.

With just this one sentence, she understood.

"Where are those people from Yinshan Sect?" The tone was calm, but the calmer it was, the stronger the murderous intent contained in it.

"They left and headed east." The Corpse Puppet Monk said, gritting his teeth.

"Those disciples of Yinshan Sect relied on their numbers to plot to massacre our Southern Xinjiang Corpse Puppet monks in the yellow sand land. If we meet them, we must avenge their dead clansmen." He looked at Luo Shan and had already regarded Luo Shan as his backbone.

After all, Yu Feng is not here, and their strength has been restricted too much in the Land of Absolute Spirits. They cannot fight for a long time by controlling the corpses with their spiritual consciousness. Therefore, when they arrive at the Land of Absolute Spirits, they will not use corpse puppets unless it is a matter of life and death.

After all, once their spiritual awareness is consumed too much, they will be in danger.

"I understand." Luo Shan nodded. She had already offended the Yinshan Sect a long time ago. If she met them in the future, she would just take action.

The monks who heard this conversation had different expressions.

"Is the demon corpse in the sarcophagus?" Hou Ling, the saintess of the Demon Devouring Sect, was not interested in listening to these people's nonsense. She walked directly to the sarcophagus, took out a dagger from her sleeve, and cut her finger.

The bright red liquid was smeared on the sarcophagus and was quickly absorbed.

"It is indeed a demon corpse."

Hou Ling breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't expect that after searching for so long, she would actually meet him here.

"What are you doing?" Hou Ling's actions directly caused dissatisfaction among some monks.

He acted so spontaneously and directly, could this evil cultivator have any bad intentions?

A young man in luxurious clothes frowned, with a jade identity card with the word Song on it hanging around his waist.

"Song Lingyu, you are here too." Si Qianning was surprised.

Luo Shan looked over, but she didn't recognize him, so she looked at Si Qianning in confusion.

Si Qianning lowered her voice:

"It's the Song family, one of the two cultivator families in Dongyue. Fellow Daoist Li Jialuo should have seen this. This person is the most outstanding young generation of the Song family."

Luo San nodded and asked in confusion:

"Song Guili from Wuji Sect, and the Song family?"

The first person she thought of was Song Guili, the one with the two greatest talents.

"They are not from the same family, nor are they related. They just have the same surname Song. I was curious before, but after my senior brother told me, I realized that Song Guili was not from the Song family, a family of cultivators."

After all, he had the same surname, Song, and was extremely talented, so she was curious and asked.

"Is that so?" Luo Shan raised his eyebrows and saw the young master of the Song family looking at Hou Ling proudly with an arrogant expression.

Hou Ling glanced at Song Lingyu indifferently, then turned her head and ignored him.

Song Lingyu's arrogant expression froze, and a hint of annoyance flashed across his eyes.

"Open the coffin lid." Hou Ling wanted to open the coffin lid, but found it was a bit heavy and she couldn't open it by herself, so she said lightly.

When the cultivators from the Demon Devouring Sect in the crowd heard this, they hurried over.

"Saint, if something goes wrong when this thing is opened, can you take responsibility?"

Song Lingyu was already unhappy about being ignored, and when he saw the saint girl taking the initiative to open the coffin, he immediately spoke out to stop her.

"There's only a corpse in there, what can happen?" Hou Ling didn't say anything, but several disciples of the Demon Devouring Sect came over directly.

"Besides, even if something goes wrong, our Saint can handle it. Why do you worry about it?"

"Okay, don't pay attention to others, just open the coffin first."

Hou Ling frowned, and this time she spoke without even looking at Song Lingyu, as if he didn't exist.

Such blatant disregard was obviously a slap in the face of this young master. Song Lingyu looked at Hou Ling gloomily for several moments, and finally retreated with a sneer.

He wanted to see what this saint was going to do.

"We also opened the coffin before, and nothing happened." The cultivator said in a low voice.

But just after he finished saying this, he noticed Song Lingyu looking at him gloomily. His face immediately turned pale and he shut up.

The coffin was opened, and everyone saw what was inside, and many people gasped.

"how come?"

As everyone took a breath, the cultivator who had seen the demon corpse before changed his expression and said in surprise.

"The demon corpse was not like this before."

As soon as these words were spoken, Luo Shan and Si Qianning also looked over and saw that the originally pitch-black demon corpse had turned red, and one of its eyes, which should have been closed, was open, while the other one had only a black hole.

"What's going on?" The three demon cultivators who had come before looked at Luo Shan and Si Qianning with frowns on their faces.

After all, these two people had been watching the whole time, and now that something had happened to the body, it was obviously their responsibility.

"You ask me, who should I ask? This demon corpse has not moved. How can I know why it has become like this?"

What do you mean? Do you suspect they have done something wrong?

They have no idea about this demon corpse!

Si Qianning looked displeased and pointed at the demon corpse in the coffin:

"The demon corpse has become like this. I think we should ask this saint."