Chapter 110 Yingluo Ancient Star (available tomorrow, please order first)
Author: You Tianhe
Chapter 110 Yingluo Ancient Star (available tomorrow, please order first)
Inside the dark ancient bronze coffin, there was an icy chill, and the girls sobbed helplessly one after another. They were filled with helplessness and fear, but they did not dare to cry loudly. They all suppressed their emotions and voices and whispered.
Whimpering.
"What should we do? Who can save us?"
"Are we really inside the copper coffin now?"
"Why is this happening? Is there any way to get out?"
Some of the survivors kept using their mobile phones to dial, but they couldn't get through at all and couldn't contact the outside world, which was even more frightening.
Except for Yan Kuan and the Divine Knight, most of the people who entered the ancient bronze coffin were old classmates from Ye Fan and his group. After a few former class leaders spoke out, everyone became a little calmer.
Ye Fan, who was a popular figure in the university, did not say anything. He used the weak light of his mobile phone to look around and saw frightened faces. Many of them were pale, and some were even trembling.
He looked around at the familiar faces of his old classmates, trying to find the two different faces. Finally, he found his target, which was the center of the ancient bronze coffin, where there seemed to be two figures sitting cross-legged.
"One, two, three...twenty-eight, twenty-nine..."
"Wait a minute, there are twenty-nine people. By the way, I remember there was a foreigner and a Taoist priest in the front. That should be thirty-one people."
"No, no, they are over there, not next to us. Ye Fan is also here, so there should be only twenty-eight people here, but why are there twenty-nine in the count?"
Several former class leaders were counting the number of people, and there were twenty-nine people at one count. Then they saw Ye Fan walking towards Yan Kuan and the Divine Knight who were sitting cross-legged, and they immediately panicked.
There were thirty-three people in their class, and twenty-eight of them came to Taishan. Ye Fan’s ex-girlfriend Li Xiaoman also brought a blond foreigner classmate Cade, making the total number twenty-nine. But now Ye Fan has left.
There were twenty-nine people around them, everyone would be scared.
"Ghost...ghost place...Zi Zi, what are you doing over there?"
A slightly weak voice was so abrupt, and you could feel that the black figure was very tired. He shook his body and wanted to stand up and walk towards Ye Fan. Ye Fan quickly turned around when he heard the voice.
"You are... Pang Bo. But it's impossible, Pang Bo didn't come to the party at all."
The light on the mobile phone screen lit up in the darkness, and a familiar figure appeared in front of him holding a mobile phone, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a strong body.
Pang Bo was Ye Fan's best friend in college. He couldn't come to the party due to some personal matters, and his sudden appearance at this moment made everyone suspicious.
"Please stop arguing. He is a real person, not some ghost. Master Dao, I saw him running up to the top of the Jade Emperor, chasing you all the way."
Just when everyone questioned Pang Bo's identity, a voice sounded from behind Ye Fan, and the entire ancient bronze coffin suddenly became quiet, and everyone suddenly felt inexplicably relieved.
"Tao Zhang Yan Kuan, were you meditating just now?"
Ye Fan felt a little relieved after hearing Yan Kuan's words. Although he had only met him a few times, he was sure that this Taoist master was not a bluff. The story about Pang Bo should be true, but what he is more interested in now is Yan Kuan.
Just now, he sat there cross-legged and meditated without saying a word.
"You want to learn? I gave you a chance at the beginning. This thing depends on fate. You won't wait until the time comes. But sooner or later, you kid will have a chance."
Yan Kuan's voice sounded again. At this moment, he and the Divine Knight were sitting cross-legged next to the small copper coffin in the center of the ancient bronze coffin, each using their divine power to try to explore the secrets of this ancient treasure.
"Gudong Gudong..."
Pang Bo walked to Ye Fan and took the mineral water he brought. After a swig, he looked at Yan Kuan and the Divine Knight with the light of his mobile phone, and asked Ye Fan in a low voice: "Ye Zi, do you know this Taoist Priest?"
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Ye Fan introduced: "Pang Bo, this is Taoist priest Yan Kuan, who practices Protestantism and worships Tianzun. I met him at Baiyunguan. Even though he is young, he has served as the host of Baiyunguan. Now he may be Yu."
The host of the Imperial Temple. By the way, he is three years older than us."
Yan Kuan turned around and said something to Ye Fan, feeling very unhappy about someone deliberately mentioning his age, "Hey! I said you, little Ye Heizi, can you not mention my age? Are you jealous that Master Tao is taller than you?"
Handsome, younger than you, and more attractive to girls!"
"Yi Zi, are you sure this Taoist is a host?"
Pang Bo asked Ye Fan in a low voice. He always felt that Yan Kuan was different from the image of the host in his impression. As for the host of the Taoist temple, shouldn't he be an old Taoist priest with an immortal demeanor?
Ye Fan shrugged and replied: "I also want to say this is not true, but I have seen him hold many blessing temple fairs at Baiyun Temple. It is really hosted by the Taoist temple. He seems to be the youngest president of the Taoist Association.
Come on, don’t look young, you have been practicing Taoism for more than 20 years.”
When he said this, he looked at Yan Kuan again, or to be precise at the small coffin he was groping for, and said curiously: "As I said, are you planning to open the coffin? You didn't talk to me either.
I said, you learned the art of moving mountains."
"You know shit. Do you understand if Yiduo doesn't work hard? You can move mountains by moving money and so on. Although I don't have much experience, I will scare you to death if I tell you."
As he spoke, Yan Kuan started banging on the coffin, which was less than four meters tall. This copper coffin was simple and dark, engraved with ancient pictures, covered with patina, and engraved with the wind and frost of the years, making people feel chilly and intimidated.
"Hey! What are you doing! Please don't touch it, please. This is an antique. If you damage it and the country will hold you accountable, it will not be easy for all of us."
At this time, several of Ye Fan's classmates also gathered around, and some of them were questioning the behavior of Yan Kuan and the Divine Knight.
"boom……"
Yan Kuan glanced at the talkative guy and was about to teach him a lesson when suddenly the ancient bronze coffin shook violently, as if it had experienced another big collision.
Inside the pitch-black copper coffin, those bronze carvings emitted faint rays of light, instantly offsetting an unimaginable impact.
"The first stop has arrived, let's go down and take a look first."
Yan Kuan stopped what he was doing. At this moment, the ancient bronze coffin crashed and fell over again, and light from outside came in immediately.
Ye Fan and a group of classmates were knocked to the ground by a sudden collision, while Yan Kuan and the Divine Knight left them behind and walked toward the light, disappearing from their sight.
"Yinghuo."
The endless red-brown land was distant and dead, without any sign of life. When Yan Kuan and the Divine Knight came to the ancient boulder, they could clearly see two huge ancient characters. Yinghuo represented the name of this ancient star.