Reincarnation space, but the style is wrong

Chapter 332: Hidden Corpse Coffin
Outside Wuzhishan Prison, a line of blood streaked across the sky, and after moving away from Wuzhishan, it slowly fell to the ground.

The blood light grew dimmer until it disappeared, revealing a thin figure within.

The spiritual energy from the outside world flowed into the thin man's dantian along his meridians, stimulating him to get rid of the blank state of his brain.

Feeling pain in both ears, he wiped the blood from his ears, swallowed a blood-clotting pill, and sat cross-legged to regulate his internal breath.

After a while, the empty Dantian was filled with true energy, and the thin man's deaf ears were restored to normal.

"Almost done. Let's go back to Bailian Sect first and then send the information here back to the Blood Demon Sect."

Just as he stood up and was about to use his magic flying weapon, the thin man suddenly felt weak and fell to the ground.

The sound of chanting rang out again, becoming clearer and clearer, as if he was facing the white bone demon tree directly.

"Not good!" Without hesitation, he destroyed his ears again.

Pain came from both ears, but this time he was unable to block out the sound of the chanting.

A chill surged into his heart. The thin man looked around and did not see the white bone demon tree, nor did he see any extra graveyards around, which meant that the old monster should not have followed him out.

This should have been good news, but he did not relax at all. Instead, he became more solemn.

"This time the chanting sound did not come from my ears, but from my heart." He quickly figured it out and his face turned grim.

It is unknown what means the old monster from the ancient Shengxuan Sect used to implant this strange scripture, which is comparable to a demon in his heart, into his body.

The chanting became louder, and this time he understood the meaning of the passage, even though he didn't know what language it was in.

"Some die standing, some die sitting, and some die lying. If you are a wise man, you will not see life, so you will not see death."

Volume One of "Xuan Jun's Seven Chapter Secret Scriptures", the Immortal Sand Soul-Restoring Talisman.

In just a moment of distraction, some strange knowledge appeared in his mind, and as the chanting became clearer, this knowledge gradually increased, and soon gave him a splitting headache.

"I can't listen to this anymore."

The cultivator's keen intuition played its due role at this moment. He immediately took out a bottle of medicine from his storage bag. There was a label on the bottle with the words "Ming Shen Dan" inscribed on it.

There was no time to worry about the side effects of the pill. The thin man took out a Mingshen Pill, swallowed it into his stomach and refined it in an instant.

After a while, the medicinal power of the Mingshen Pill was fully absorbed by him, and the sound of chanting in his ears became weaker and weaker until it disappeared.

"Finally I can't hear anymore," the thin man's expression was as calm as a pool of stagnant water. This was one of the effects of the Mingshen Pill. "I didn't expect that I would have to take the Mingshen Pill to solve it. I have to find a solution as soon as possible. After all, this pill is not a harmless thing."

The Mingshen Pill comes from Yaowang Valley, one of the five righteous sects, and is one of the works of a group of crazy alchemists.

After taking it, the user will enter a state of extreme calmness. In this state, the user's emotions and even inner demons will be suppressed to a great extent, while the thinking ability will be improved.

Although the effect of Mingshen Pill is very good, its price is prohibitive.

The extremely high drug dependence and damage to the user's body, these two defects make it a secret medicine that must not be used unless it is absolutely necessary.

Of course, its other disadvantage is that it is expensive.

"Tsk, the lunatics in Medicine King Valley, they are more like evil cultivators than I am."

The thin man curled his lips and recalled the knowledge that appeared in his mind.

"The fragment of the Immortal Sand Soul-Resurrection Talisman, using the immortal sand to write the talisman for resurrection, holding the talisman in hand and chanting this spell, the corpse can be resurrected. Is there such a method in the Ziyang Realm?"

This is a method that can bring the dead back to life and enable the living to create an immortal body. Even in an extremely calm state, the thin man's breathing inevitably became rapid.

"But what is fairy sand? All other contents are there, but there is no method to make or obtain fairy sand."

He recalled all the knowledge related to the Immortal Sand Soul-Restoring Talisman, but he couldn't find the content of the Immortal Sand. If the effect of the Mingshen Pill had not worn off, he would have gone crazy now. "Do you want me to listen to the chanting again before this Immortal Sand Soul-Restoring Talisman can be completed? No, this is too dangerous. Let's go back to Bailian Sect first and make a long-term plan."

The thin man muttered to himself in his heart, he didn't realize that his expression had already become extremely ferocious, and he kept repeating the scriptures of "Xuanjun Seven Chapters Secret Scripture" in his mouth.

This situation continued until he left, then slowly subsided.

Only after the thin man had completely left the Shengxuan Sect's sphere of influence did Chen Xingzhi withdraw his gaze.

He jumped down from the top of the White Bone Demon Tree, his body as light as a feather, and landed steadily on the ground.

"Although this cemetery is a temporary structure, it would be a bit of a waste if it were just abandoned like this."

Chen Xingzhi looked at the cemetery with a thoughtful expression.

He built the cemetery on the spot using earth magic, and the dead air, evil air, corpse air and other energy in it were also temporarily collected by him from various places in Xuanzhou.

Since it was built temporarily, this cemetery is actually not very big. The fat and thin duo couldn't run away because he used the Yudao magic to distort the space.

It is equivalent to an advanced form of ghost wall.

"Hey, I have an idea. Since I have already opened an old vest, I might as well refine a magic weapon that matches the identity of this vest. Anyway, I will need this vest in the future."

With a flick of his sleeves, the entire cemetery in front of him was gathered into his sleeves.

This cemetery is too small and the energy in it is not enough. Chen Xingzhi plans to find some ownerless graves or mass graves outside and use them as raw materials to cast a coffin.

So he changed his appearance and clothes, turning into an old man dressed in ancient clothes, with white hair and a long beard, and his face was as haggard as a mummy.

"Hehehe, I, the ancestor, have finally revived."

He exhaled a thick breath of death from his mouth, allowing himself to be surrounded by gray fog. His figure quickly melted into the gray fog and fled out of Shengxuan Sect.

After searching various places in Xuanzhou, Chen Xingzhi finally gathered the raw materials needed for refining equipment - various tombs ranked from N to UR in quality.

From small solitary graves in the mountains to large tombs of kings and nobles of previous dynasties, they can all be found in his sleeves.

Finally, he came to a mass grave outside Bailian City and used the dead energy lingering there to refine weapons.

The scale of this mass grave is not small, and it contains a lot of accumulated resentment and death, and even many ghosts are lurking there.

The evil ghosts that had harmed many people were kept by Chen Xingzhi as materials for refining weapons, while the other little ghosts who had not done much evil were sent into reincarnation by him.

At midnight, everything in the mass grave was silent, and Chen Xingzhi began to refine the weapon.

He wanted to make a coffin, a coffin that contained the underworld and could store the dead.

Endless resentment, death and other negative energies were commanded by him to form a huge vortex in the air.

Tombs appeared out of thin air, floating in the air, and gradually merged into one under the smelting of Chen Xingzhi's true essence.

At the same time, dragons of Yin energy rushed out from the vortex and merged into the tombs. They were smelted and recast. Everything was proceeding in an orderly manner.

With the accumulation of a large amount of yin energy, a dark land gradually took shape.

Disaster clouds surged, and the mighty power of heaven was brewing in the sky. Crazy Tiandao was attracted to the underworld and cast a glance towards the world.

He had a feeling that once this thing took shape, it would take away his power.

This is something He would not allow, especially in His current crazy state, He blatantly revealed His unprecedented murderous intent.

He has been mad for too long and is no longer the Zi Yang Tian Dao who once treated all things as straw dogs.

(End of this chapter)