Chapter 336: The Flower of the Gods, the Method of Longevity
Deep in the tomb, on the high platform of the majestic sacred mountain, countless coffins are laid out.
Now, the most ancient and mysterious of them all, the clay coffin made of the legendary Du'e soil, has been unveiled.
There is endless immortal energy surging in, the clouds are overflowing, and the mist is misty, reflecting the place as if it is about to soar.
Chaos and fairy light intertwined and condensed into the shapes of real dragons and divine phoenixes. The ups and downs here added to the mystery and strangeness.
At this moment, there are two supreme figures standing in front of the black clay coffin, with an invincible momentum that transcends the heavens and dominates the past, present and future.
No matter how gorgeous the fairy clouds are and how chaotic the chaos is, they cannot blind their perception.
Zhou Luo and Duan De's eyes were like torches, and they saw the scene inside the coffin without any obstruction.
Only a human-shaped imprint was left on the bottom of the coffin, and a stone fairy plant strangely grew in it, but there was nothing else.
"well--"
A long sigh came from Duan De's mouth. The latter's expression was quite complicated at this time.
In this life alone, he has robbed numerous tombs, met countless powerful people who looked down upon the heavens during their lifetimes, and left behind various arrangements after their deaths, hoping to dismember their corpses or become immortals.
However, when he opened the coffin lid again and again, what he saw was either an old corpse covered in red hair and a hideous face, or a stench that filled his nostrils, and an unknown and strange corpse aura. There was no immortal atmosphere.
Now that I have opened the coffin, I can’t help but feel sad when I see that the ancient statue from the mythical age suffered the same fate.
Even the high-ranking enlightened generation is ultimately just a struggler in the world of mortals.
However, Zhou Luo on the side was not as "empathetic" as Duan De.
He came to the tomb and saw that except for the traces left by Duan De, everything here was as before, so he roughly knew the fate of the mythical ancient statue.
If the arrangements he left behind were really useful, millions of years would have passed and even the emperor's corpse would have reappeared in the world long ago.
But there is no sign of destruction here, which is evident.
After all, Duan De was not a sage and compassionate person, and this lament was rare.
After a while, he returned to normal, with a solemn expression on his face full of flesh. He squinted his eyes, looked into the coffin, and kept muttering:
"Even if the ancient master's body has turned into corpse energy, and the fairy flowers have withered, but other than that, there is no hair. Isn't this fellow Taoist from the mythical age too stingy?"
Duan De complained, but at the same time he was thinking:
"Could it be that this coffin has been visited by that monster a long time ago, and all the immortal treasures buried with it were taken away by it?"
Hearing this, Zhou Luo shook his head and said with certainty:
"The scene in the coffin is definitely not the work of a monster."
After a pause, Zhou Luo continued to perceive with his spiritual mind and confirmed without a doubt:
"Even the Supreme Being is not willing to mess with the corpse energy transformed from the Emperor's Corpse. The realm of that monster will never exceed this level. Moreover, there are no traces left in the coffin like those that had previously sealed the Ji Dao weapons.
There are traces of it.”
Duan De listened carefully and nodded immediately.
He naturally had no doubt about Zhou Luo's judgment.
"So, originally the only ones buried in this coffin were the ancient master and the immortal flower."
All kinds of thoughts were going through his mind. Duan De's knowledge of secrets was not much inferior to that of Zhou Luo. Faced with the scene in the coffin, he naturally had his considerations.
Duan De's eyes glanced at the humanoid mark and petrified plants, and then looked around at the many coffins around him:
"This flower is like an elixir of immortality. The ancient master must have been trying some kind of immortality method. Unfortunately, it failed in the end, and the elixir of death also withered."
Injured by the corpse energy of an imperial figure, even with elixir, it may be difficult to regain life.
Duan De secretly thought it was a pity, and immediately reached out his hand to pick off the fairy flower.
"Huh?"
The moment it was about to touch the latter, the stone plant instantly disintegrated and was annihilated into nothingness.
Only a bright and gorgeous seed was left in its place, about the size of a dragon's eye, trying to break through the void and escape.
However, standing here were two supreme emperors who shocked the past and the present. Duan De's thoughts moved, and the latter immediately fell into his palm.
Silently sensing, Duan De showed a surprised look:
"Could it be said that Gu Zun has not completely failed and still has some hope left?"
Zhou Luo took the strange seed from Duan De's hand, felt it carefully, and then said in a deep voice:
"This is not an elixir, but another fairy flower that is as precious as the magic medicine - the god flower."
Even Zhou Luo didn't expect to see this strange flower here.
The reason why he recognized the latter at a glance was naturally because he had seen another fairy flower that grew alongside it - the Emperor Ziwei Flower.
The two have a deep connection, and their original auras are very similar, so it is not difficult to identify them.
Duan De next to him couldn't help but frown slightly when he heard this:
"Although the divine flower has an astonishing origin and contains great secrets, the laws of the fairy world are greatly suppressed in this world. Although it is extremely beautiful, it is also quite useless."
Obviously, Duan De didn't know anything about this magical flower.
As he said, when the divine flower is in full bloom, apart from being extremely beautiful, it seems to have nothing special about longevity.
Zhou Luo didn't answer, he concentrated on sensing the seed, trying to understand the ancient master's arrangement and whether the latter was still alive.
After a long time, Zhou Luo opened his eyes. He could not conceal his surprise and sighed sincerely:
"This ancient venerable is really magnificent."
Speaking of this, Zhou Luo glanced at Duan De beside him:
"Like the Heavenly Lord and Ming Zun who transcend tribulations, they use their bodies to survive tribulations, and their souls are extinguished, leaving them to reappear in the future."
"But the ancient master did the opposite, giving up his physical body and combining his soul with the divine flower."
"Although the latter is a flower that hurts the soul, it also contains the power of the soul that is close to immortality. Maybe it can really make its soul immortal."
This method is similar to the method tried by the ancient emperor of Blood Phoenix Mountain in the original work.
However, one chooses the soul to join the imperial army, and the other chooses to be compatible with the divine flower. It’s hard to say who is higher and who is lower.
Hearing this, Duan De on the side showed a thoughtful look on his face and immediately asked:
"Did he succeed?"
Zhou Luo glanced at the fairy seed in his hand, but he didn't dare to make a conclusion. He only smiled slightly:
"Then we will have to wait until the divine flower blooms again in the future to find out."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Luo unceremoniously accepted the god's flower fairy seeds.
He has not forgotten that the Ziwei Emperor Divine Flower was sealed by him in the small world of Kowloon Coffin.
Now that he saw her "sister" again, Zhou Luo also wanted to see what changes would happen when these two strange flowers reunited.
Seeing that Zhou Luo couldn't put it down, Duan De naturally wouldn't fight for it. With a roll of his eyes, he threw himself on the clay coffin made of Du'e soil:
"I will order this coffin!"
"No one comes to snatch it!"
Seeing Duan De looking at his direction with a wary expression, Zhou Luo showed a disdainful smile and said speechlessly:
"Do you think this emperor will be like you?"
When he said this, Zhou Luo seemed to have completely forgotten who took the yellow mud coffin away from the tomb of Tianzun Dujie...
In addition to the divine coffin made from the earth of crossing the earth, the remaining coffins around it were naturally opened by the two of them one by one.
As they expected, many of the treasures of heaven and earth that the ancient master planned to leave to himself after his resurrection were looted, and only the strange red hair remained in the coffin.
Seeing this, Duan De was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. His face turned red and he said indignantly:
"Tianzun! We must not let this little thief go!"
Hearing this, Zhou Luo thought for a moment and then nodded.
He didn't have any special feelings about the ancient tomb being visited first.
However, Zhou Luo was very interested in the monster itself.