"Nothing. I was just curious about what was in the box, so I opened it and took a look." Lin San said. His eyes began to scan the contents of the box. After scanning around, Lin San smiled. It was exactly as he had guessed. The items in the dozen or so boxes next to the sarcophagus are relatively precious. The items in the boxes on the outside are a bit inferior.
Most of the items contained in these boxes are magic weapons. No, they should be said to be ancient treasures. There are also some elixirs and weapon refining materials.
After Lin San put away the eighteen boxes, he said generously to Liao Yingjie: "The remaining boxes are yours."
Although Liao Yingjie was a little reluctant, he didn't say anything. He just put away the remaining boxes with a stern face.
"I wonder if there are any treasures in the sarcophagus..." Lin San said to himself.
Liao Yingjie's eyes lit up: "There must be treasures. As far as I know, ancient monks were used to keeping the most powerful treasures close to their bodies." Liao Yingjie began to make plans in his mind. He must grab a few more good treasures later. Absolutely. We can no longer let Lin San take advantage.
"Oh... you are right... but destroying the sarcophagus is a bit disrespectful to the deceased..." Lin San said hesitantly.
"What's the disrespect? If you don't want to do it, then I'll do it." Liao Yingjie took a step forward and put his hand on the side of the sarcophagus. With a slight exertion, the lid of the sarcophagus was slowly pushed open.
"Huhu..." A puff of black smoke suddenly rushed out from the sarcophagus.
Liao Yingjie frowned: "I didn't expect there was miasma in the sarcophagus..." As he spoke, Liao Yingjie slapped his palm casually. He also encountered a puff of black smoke outside the stone hall just now. At that time, Liao Yingjie was frightened. Jump. Later I realized that the black smoke was just ordinary miasma. It was not very lethal at all. Now that I saw another puff of black smoke, Liao Yingjie took it for granted that it was another miasma.
"Whoa." The sharp palm wind was swallowed up by the black smoke.
"Ah." Liao Yingjie was stunned. This miasma seemed to be worse than what he encountered outside...
Just when Liao Yingjie was about to fight back, black smoke suddenly shot out and fell on Liao Yingjie's body.
"No." Liao Yingjie's face changed drastically: "This is not miasma..." Liao Yingjie hurriedly stretched out his hand to hit the black mist. But unexpectedly, the black mist turned into black lines. All of them disappeared into Liao Yingjie's body. Liao Yingjie's body was shaken and he slowly lay down on the ground.
Lin San was stunned: "Liao Yingjie, what's wrong with you..."
"Hahaha..." Liao Yingjie suddenly burst out laughing. Then he slowly stood up from the ground.
"Liao Yingjie, you..." Lin San suddenly felt that the aura on Liao Yingjie's body had changed. It became very cold. What surprised Lin San the most was that Liao Yingjie's eyes turned red. A trace of blood was flowing from the corners of his eyes. .
"Liao Yingjie is dead." Liao Yingjie said suddenly.
Lin San frowned: "Liao Yingjie, what nonsense are you talking about..."
"I'm not talking nonsense." Liao Yingjie walked towards Lin San step by step: "Just now, Liao Yingjie's soul was devoured by me."
Lin San raised her eyebrows: "You... seize the body. Who are you?"
"Haha... My name is Tianyuan. I am the owner of this cave." Liao Yingjie didn't hide anything and said directly.
"Tianyuan. Master of the cave. You are the ancient monk." Lin San exclaimed: "You are actually still alive..."
"When my body died, I was left with a ray of soul. It was going to dissipate recently. Who would have thought that Liao Yingjie actually opened the sarcophagus and was snatched away by me... Hahaha... Although the cultivation of this body is poor, It's a little bit bigger, but it's still barely usable." Liao Yingjie, oh, no, it should be called Tianyuan now. Tianyuan laughed and said, "Call you Lin San..." Tianyuan had just merged with Lin San and Liao Yingjie's memory. So knowing Lin San's name: "I will give you a chance now. As long as you are willing to be my slave, I will spare your life."
"Slave." Lin San smiled: "Let me be your slave. You can dream."
Tianyuan's face sank: "You have refused. I can tell you: the consequences of refusing me will be death."
"If you want to kill me, it depends on your ability." Lin San sneered.
A hint of murderous intent flashed in Tianyuan's eyes: "Although my current cultivation level is only at the stage of becoming a god, it is still more than enough to kill you."
"Bragging." Lin San said disdainfully: "I will tell you the truth. Even though I am only in the middle stage of spiritual transformation, even the great monks in the tribulation stage are no match for me."
Tianyuan was stunned for a moment. Then he laughed loudly: "You are really arrogant. Even the great monks who are still in the Tribulation Stage can't beat you." Tianyuan used to be a Tribulation Stage great monk, so he knows the strength of the Tribulation Stage great monks very well. If a great monk in the Tribulation Stage wants to kill a monk in the Transformation Stage, it would be like squeezing an ant to death.
"Believe it or not, it's up to you. Anyway, I'm telling the truth." Lin San said with a crooked mouth.
"Okay. Then let me see how powerful you are." Tianyuan jumped towards Lin San. He was still in mid-air and punched Lin San. The fierce wind of the punch cut through the sky and hit Lin San hard in the face. The whole part was smashed down.
"Well done." Lin San did not evade. He also used enough strength to throw a punch.
"Bang."
"boom."
The two fists slammed together.
"Whoosh."
Lin San and Tian Yuan both flew backwards. Tian Yuan did somersaults in the air several times before he stabilized his body. Lin San also took several steps back before he could remove the impact from his fists.
"Dong." Tian Yuan fell to the ground and looked at Lin San with surprise: "You really have some skills. No wonder you are so arrogant."
Lin San also looked a little solemn. After Liao Yingjie was snatched away by Tianyuan, his strength increased several times. That punch was even more powerful. If he hadn't practiced the body refining technique, his fist would have been as hard as iron. He was about to lose. From this moment on, Lin San truly understood the power of the ancient monks. Even though Tian Yuan only had a ray of soul left, his strength should not be underestimated.
"Boy, I will give you another chance now: as long as you are willing to be my slave, I will spare your life. And I will also give you many unexpected benefits." Tianyuan said in a slow tone.
"Even if I die, I won't be your slave." Lin San refused simply.
Tianyuan nodded: "Since you are seeking death, don't blame me for being rude." After saying that, he stretched out his hand and sucked it in. A dagger flew out of the sarcophagus. Tianyuan reached out and grabbed the handle of the dagger.
Lin San was not idle either. Shaking his hands, he sacrificed hundreds of demon-suppressing knives.
"Hey." Tian Yuan roared angrily. He held the dagger and attacked Lin San.
Lin San commanded hundreds of demon-suppressing knives and dealt with it calmly. There was no trace of nervousness on his face.