This was the first time Qin Shu saw such a formation. She slowly withdrew her gaze and looked at the coffin underneath again.

Her pupils shrank and she looked at the coffin with the lid re-covered underneath. Another idea suddenly came to her mind.

Could it be...that it was changed?

The high-speed rotating Crystal Palace outside also slowed down. It was not until it finally stopped that Qin Shu used the Duhe Kung Fu to experience it.

Sang Ze looked at her actions and laughed, "You are cautious."

Qin Shu calmly stopped her hand and glanced at him, "That's natural. I only have one life."

After saying that, she fell towards the center of the palace.

A thick wood essence spreads out from the central wooden coffin. Compared with this coffin, the previous coffin was obviously a fake.

Qin Shu stood there, her eyes once again dyed purple, and she scanned the coffin bit by bit.

She could vaguely detect a black figure in the coffin, but she couldn't be sure whether it was the real body of Sen Yao inside.

Qin Shu raised her hand and injected a burst of spiritual energy, and a purple pattern lit up on the outer layer of the coffin. The next moment, it dimmed, and there was no further reaction.

Qin Shu frowned, "Can't you open it?"

She thought for a while, then stepped forward again, intending to open it with her bare hands.

She poured all her strength into her left arm, grabbed the gap in the coffin lid, and lifted it with force. The coffin lid trembled slightly, but she did not lift it in the end.

Qin Shu took back her hand and looked at the coffin again.

Her strength is among the best among all the monks in the entire secret realm. She cannot even open the coffin, which shows that you cannot use brute force to open the coffin.

When her eyes fell on a pattern, she paused.

This pattern looked familiar, she seemed to have seen it somewhere.

Qin Shu touched her chin and searched her memories carefully, and she actually found it.

She raised her hand and touched the small black snake storage bracelet on her wrist, and a bunch of golden gourds appeared in her hand.

Qin Shu pulled out the golden gourds one by one and looked at them. When she opened the fourth gourd, a smile appeared on her face little by little.

Really, it was not in vain that she brought these golden gourds with her.

She poured the rune out of the gourd and it fell lightly.

The lid of the coffin seemed to have some kind of suction, and the runes moved towards the corresponding grooves.

Until the entire rune was completely attached to its groove, the wood spiritual energy on the coffin suddenly became a little stronger.

When Qin Shu saw that she had guessed correctly, she immediately poured out the other runes and watched them float towards the corresponding positions one by one.

The wood spiritual energy on the coffin has become so rich that it is extremely terrifying, as if taking a deep breath can extend one's life by dozens of years.

Qin Shu took a deep breath. If you don't live, you won't live.

The wood spiritual energy on the coffin gradually began to flow, and the entire coffin was like a ten-thousand-year-old tree that suddenly burst into life, and the coffin lid also made a "pop" sound.

Qin Shu immediately became vigilant, although from the current point of view, her guesses were correct, and there was no special reminder about the Du'e technique.

However, no one can tell what is hidden in this coffin, so be careful.

After waiting for a moment and seeing no other movement in the coffin, she thought for a moment and raised her hand to send wood spirit energy up.

Her hand was like throwing a seed into a vibrant field, and soon the coffin lid slowly slid aside.

Qin Shu's heart was in her throat. Just when she was concentrating on the movement in the coffin, Sang Ze beside her suddenly spoke.

"Woman, if you are so scared, why don't you just give in to me and let me go and take a look at you?"

Qin Shu: "..."

She couldn't bear it anymore, so she raised her hand and slapped Sang Ze on the back of the head.

Sang Ze took a breath of air, "Hiss——"

Qin Shu almost squeezed out a sentence through her teeth, "If you don't speak well again, I don't mind teaching you again."

Sang Ze raised his hand to cover the back of his head, looked at Qin Shu in disbelief and said, "You woman! You are so violent! You can't find a Taoist companion!"

Qin Shu glanced at him and said, "If you want to say that, I don't mind asking my Taoist companion to talk to you."

Sang Ze: "..."

"Sister, I'll go look for you, don't be angry."

Qin Shu looked at Sang Ze who suddenly understood the current affairs and nodded with satisfaction, "Be careful."

Sang Ze nodded, "It doesn't matter, I'm strong."

Qin Shu curled her lips, she was like a little bird saying she was strong?

Qin Shu did not pour cold water on him at this point, but watched Sang Ze walk to the coffin, bent down and took a look inside the coffin.

After a while, he suddenly raised his hand and pushed inward, "Brother, wake up, it would be rude to pretend to be asleep again."

Qin Shu was stunned, thinking that the soul of Master Senyao was still in her sea of ​​consciousness, so she hurriedly went to see it.

However, when she took a look, she found that the soul of Master Senyao, who was originally in her sea of ​​consciousness, had disappeared.

Qin Shu's eyes fell on the coffin in front of her again. A figure slowly sat up in the originally silent coffin.

Qin Shu watched him stretch with her own eyes, and all the vitality contained in the coffin poured into his body.

"This is a really long sleep." His voice was hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time.

Sang Ze folded his arms and stood next to the coffin. Watching him wake up, he didn't forget to urge him, "Now that he's awake, you should pay back what you owe my sister, right?"

Master Senyao's eyes fell on Sang Ze next to the coffin. He stared at it for a long time, then squinted his eyes and murmured to himself: "Did I have hallucinations after sleeping for too long? Why is this person next to the coffin?

Is there a Chongming bird?”

Divine birds such as the Chongming Bird have not appeared for tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years.

A white feather behind Sang Ze suddenly grew in size and slapped Sen Yao on the head, "Don't pretend to be confused, you have to give what is due."

Master Sen Yao felt a pain and covered his head and said: "I didn't say not to give. She helped me, and there was cause and effect. I will resolve the cause and effect on my own, and you don't need to tell me."

When Qin Shu heard this, she immediately became excited.

She raised her eyes and looked at Master Sen Yao sitting in the coffin, looking forward to what kind of treasure he could give her.

Her senior brother Wen Chi has learned how to make a puppet, so it won't be too bad when it's her turn, right?

Master Sen Yao raised his eyes and met Qin Shu, who was full of expectation.

He raised his hand and subconsciously touched his storage ring, only to find that he had been sleeping for countless years. As the long years passed, most of his treasures, let alone the storage ring, had lost their activity.

He sighed, knowing that he might have to start over when he woke up this time.
Chapter completed!