Today I hold the world

In the secret room about forty feet long and wide, there was silence, and the seven-star jasper spots on the dome were shining, and there were countless star spots hanging on the seal.

Zhong Ziyan stopped and observed the silver coffin on the east side. Even though he was sensitive, he couldn't detect anything unusual.

But what my uncle said was very clear, so I couldn't help but not believe it.

This silver coffin is the soul-gathering coffin that Taoist Xuanji found with great painstaking efforts. It was originally intended to teach someone who is destined to send his Taoist companion to use it, but he didn't want it to be occupied by the doves of the Heisha Tangzhang family.

Who is lying in the Zhang family?Zhong Ziyan was actually not sure, but he probably guessed it was 'Zhang Yan'.

Because of all the things I have experienced from this place before, if the mandrill taught by Sima Yinli speaks human language, the only ones who are close to her age are Zhang Yan or Zhang Yan's parents.

Who will know exactly who has to wait for the people inside to wake up, and at this time, it is the right time.

Zhong Ziyan frowned and asked: "Master, how is his cultivation? Can you hear us talking?"

Tao Fangyin walked slowly towards the silver coffin, fixed his eyes and felt it carefully.

The pattern of this silver coffin is peculiar. It is as wide as two people and as high as Tao Fang's hidden abdomen. The coffin blends into one inseparable.

Tao Fangyin shook his head, signaled Zhong Ziyan to keep quiet, wrapped the silver coffin with a simple seal of Lingbi, cast a spell to isolate the sound, and said: "The person has awakened, but it seems that he is still in a weak state. What kind of mechanical spring, I can detect him, and he must also know that we are outside."

Zhong Ziyan hurriedly asked: "How is his cultivation?"

"Peak of foundation building!"

Hearing this, Zhong Ziyan took a deep breath, fortunately he brought his master here this time, otherwise, he might not be able to deal with the person lying inside.

Tao Fangyin said again: "It must take some time for him to recover his combat strength, but he is only weak now, how do you deal with it?"

No one knows what other things are inside the coffin of souls besides that person. Just in case, the best way is to directly shock people to death with strong force from outside.

The first thing Zhong Ziyan thought of was this method. Heishatang was not a good force. It was just the deputy of Taoist Xuanji back then.

As far as the elders of the Zhang family are concerned, no matter what they did, they have no enmity or grudge with Chilongmen, and there is no need to kill them before they meet.

However, such a disaster as Zhang Wen appeared in the Zhang family, Zhong Ziyan couldn't tolerate the person lying in the silver coffin, and said coldly: "Since it is Zhang's surname, it is useless to keep it, just kill it. "

Tao Fangyin couldn't think of a reason to save his life, so he pondered for a while, removed the barrier, and slapped the lid of the Gathering Souls coffin with a palm, and there was a muffled groan and vomiting of blood from inside, and the sound of 'bang bang bang' knocked continuously.

Tao Fangyin paused for a moment, "He is not dead. This coffin has the ability to pour force, but it is rare."

Immediately afterwards, the power of the fire spirit surged in Tao Fangyin's palm, and he raised his hand to strike again. The person inside let out a muffled groan, and there was no sound for a long time. Zhong Ziyan thought that the person was dead.

Tao Fangyin frowned and said, "Not dead yet?"

When the third palm came together, the silver coffin lid 'creaked' and a gap was pulled from the beginning to the end, a peaceful and quiet breath gushed out, and the old voice hoarsely begged:

"Be merciful, be merciful, how did this old man offend you and want to kill you all?"

It turned out that it was so easy to open the coffin lid from the inside. Tao Fangyin waved his hand to open the gap, and stretched out his palm to pull out the black-haired mouse-eared old man who had vomited blood all over his face.

His skinny and hunchbacked body was like gossamer, and he was wearing a loose black robe soaked in moisture, with white hair on the back of his head. His appearance was really unflattering.

Lying helplessly on the ground, rolling and moaning, it can be seen that he is indeed weak, begging for mercy from time to time: "You two let me live, life is not easy, there is no wrong or enmity, why do you need to kill?"

Zhong Ziyan watched the thin and shriveled old man frowning and remained silent. After waiting for a while, his killing intent weakened, and he asked coldly, "What's your name? Why are you hiding inside and not daring to see anyone? Why don't you come out when you wake up?"

The old man ninja knelt on the ground obediently in pain, wiped the blood on his face, glanced at the silent Tao Fangyin, shrank his head and complained: "This Black Sha Secret Realm originally belonged to my Zhang family. What's the matter with you two, you were beaten up by this senior just after you woke up, after all, you are also a senior Jindan..."

After muttering for a long time, a person of several hundred years old felt wronged like a child.

Seeing that Zhong Ziyan's face was getting colder and colder, this person returned to the topic: "I am Zhang Bromide, originally the head of this downcast Fengzhang family. When I strayed into the evil place, my soul was damaged, so I slept in the soul-gathering coffin and survived until now. , I was ecstatic when I woke up, I didn't want the two of you to approach the secret room, don't say good things, beat up like crazy, and almost went to Huangquan Road again."

Zhong Ziyan and Tao Fangyin looked at each other, they had never heard the name Zhang Brom before, so they asked, "Who is Zhang Yan to you?"

"Uh, adopted son." Zhang Brom responded dumbly, then looked around cleverly, bowed his head and stopped talking.

Zhong Ziyan's eyes turned bright and dark, and his heart was full of entanglements. This person's life is now in his own hands. If he wants to live, he will live, and if he wants to die, he will die. Some can't do it.

Since they are Zhang Yan's parents, they are Zhang Wen's grandparents. Times have changed, and it is likely that Zhang Wen was not born when this person was put into the coffin. Zhong Ziyan is hard to decide whether Zhang Wen was taught to take responsibility for the mistakes Zhang Wen made.

It is really inhumane to imitate those ordinary officials who always implicate the family, punish the clan and exterminate the clan.

After thinking for a long time, he finally gave up his murderous intentions, shook his head at Tao Fangyin, and said to Zhang Brom: "Time has passed, your family was wiped out 20 years ago. There is a younger generation, Zhang Wen, who killed my wife and children from the same family. I kill it with my own hands.

Now that you are already homeless, I really don't have any good feelings for your Zhang family. You might have sensed my murderous intentions before.

But there is a grievance and a debtor, since you have been in the dust for many years, you have nothing to do with that officer, since you can survive under the palms of my uncle today, you deserve to die, leave this place quickly, and pay for yourself Let's survive. "

Zhang Bromo's old eyes suddenly burst into tears, and he said tremblingly, "What did you say? My Zhang family members are all dead?"

At this age, I lay in the coffin for most of my life. I finally got out of it. I was beaten to death when I woke up. I was dragged out of the silver coffin. I didn’t ask what happened to the outside world. Absolutely, who can bear it.

The old man was dazed at first, then stunned, and then burst into tears, crying and coughing up a mouthful of blood, and lamented: "They're all dead, they're all dead, what's the use of my life? Sima Where is my slave? Dead... all dead... my son Zhang Yan..."

The originally clever eyes became lifeless in a trance, Zhong Ziyan and Tao Fangyin felt the same way when they saw this situation, this man was at least two hundred years old, his relatives cried for him when he entered the coffin, and he was the one who came out Crying for his relatives is more tragic than ordinary white-haired people sending black-haired people.

After crying for a long time, he cleared up his mood. The old man looked at Zhong Ziyan and Tao Fangyin. There was no hatred in his eyes. After thinking about it, Sapo said, "I've lived here all my life. Are you going to drive me away if you occupy the space? I don't want Walk!"

Zhong Ziyan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, the old man's temper was somewhat similar to that of Sha Datong in his own family.