Immortal Cultivation and Life-Saving Guide

Chapter 317 Day and Night
Tears streaming down Wei Xi's face did not stop her from struggling in the coffin. Unfortunately, her Qi Palace was sealed and she could not break through the nailed coffin.

Fortunately, this sharp emotion gradually subsided, and Wei Xi's heart, which had been beating like a drum, gradually returned to its normal rhythm.

"I can't die here," Wei Xi wiped his face with his bloody hands, an almost cold expression revealed through the blood. "When I die, I have the final say!"

The biggest threat to Wei Xi now is the narrow coffin. If she doesn't get out of it quickly, she will be suffocated to death.

Wei Xi adjusted her breathing rhythm, concentrated her mind and calmed her spirit, trying to break through the invisible shackles on her Qi Palace. She felt a faint pain in her Dantian, and her heart hardened. Her Qi Palace trembled under the heavy burden.

Wei Xi, who was in great pain, had beads of sweat on her forehead. She knew very well that her Qi Palace had reached its limit, and forcing a breakthrough would probably destroy her Qi Palace, which was better than nothing.

But Wei Xi had no one else to rely on, and only by saving his life could he have a future.

At the critical moment, Wei Xi felt something had trapped his Qi Palace.

[Pulling Thread] had wrapped Wei Xi's Qi Palace like a rice dumpling at some point, and the Yin and Yang Qi followed its guidance to wrap around the Qi Palace that had been ravaged in every way.

"This..." Wei Xi, unable to use his life-observing skills, could only vaguely sense the actions of [Pulling Thread], and his heart was filled with mixed emotions. "It's a pity that this thing can't help me escape..."

Fortunately, after this delay, Wei Xi realized something was wrong and temporarily gave up the radical idea of destroying the Qi Mansion.

Sensing the host's utterly ruthless determination had been temporarily put on hold, [Qiansi] touched the sweat on his incorporeal body: "That was a close call! I almost broke free from the corpse!"
[Qiansi] has been hungry for thousands of years and is very protective of its food. Otherwise, why would it, a dignified meridian of heaven and earth, compete for Yin and Yang energy with a lowly monster like the Swallowing Beast!
However, in the current situation, if [Qiansi] wants to live comfortably, it has to protect the host's life... Although it feels distressed, it has to protect Wei Xi's Qi Mansion.

Now Wei Xi neither knows the origin of [Pulling Silk] nor its traumatic stinginess. She wants to focus on unraveling the mystery.

Wei Xi used his usual tactics: find out the root cause and go straight to the source!
"Such a large-scale fog... was it really caused by that incredibly dead person in the village?"

Quickly reviewing his experiences since entering the heart of Nanjiang, Wei Xi concluded that neither his uncle, who harbored evil intentions and was clearly abnormal, nor the monks who had turned to bones in the village, had the skills to create those strange mists, not to mention these insect-headed people.

"...Nanjiang... Gu worm... God..." Wei Xi muttered to himself, a guess gradually forming, "Could the people in this village be like Ah Chen, guarding the Longevity Tree..."

"No!" Wei Xi twirled his fingers subconsciously. "That Jindan cultivator! Could he have borrowed the power of the Longevity Tree? After the village was brutally massacred, the Longevity Tree went into a protective state... This mist and these insect-headed people are all the work of the Longevity Tree!"

The more Wei Xi thought about it, the more he felt that his idea was right. With so many people cultivating immortality, who said there was only one path? The people of Nanjiang believed in gods that were strange and bizarre to the people of Northern Frontier. Their cultivation methods might be related to these "gods"!

Wei Xi didn't believe that anyone would flock to something that had no benefits.

If it is really as Wei Xi thought, this wood of immortality is indeed a unique natural treasure in the world. This also explains to Wei Xi why there are so few records about the wood of immortality.

Because all the monks who have come into contact with the Longevity Wood may have died.

Wei Xi boldly hypothesized that there might be several predecessors buried nearby with different causes of death, just waiting for the auspicious time to warmly welcome his new neighbor.

"The Immortality Wood..." Wei Xi's mind raced, and she could feel her breathing becoming increasingly labored. "What exactly do you want? To strangle the intruders at all costs?"

While pondering, Wei Xi searched among the burial objects, trying to find anything useful. After investigation, Wei Xi found that the burial objects in the coffin were all daily necessities. Except for bamboo products, the rest were bronze products, which might indicate that there was a shallow copper mine nearby.

Wei Xi picked and chose, and took out a bamboo knife from the large number of useless burial objects. After getting familiar with the weight, he felt a little safer.

Then Wei Xi tried to use tools to pry open the coffin, from bamboo to bronze, and even the depressed [Qian Si] was helpless.

Wei Xi held up a tool with a wide, flat top and fought against the stubborn gap. Thinking of Qin Feng and Lian Gouqie who were unaware of their situation, he couldn't help feeling anxious.

Although Qin Feng is powerful, he can hardly be said to have the upper hand in the face of such a strange situation; Lian Gou Xie has no Qi Palace, and once the talismans are used up, even with the help of the local spider Achen, he probably won't be able to hold on for long.

Just when Wei Xi was worried, a faint sound of music came over.

At first, Wei Xi thought he was hallucinating because he was having trouble breathing, but the music was too cheerful and absurd to be real.

Then there were knocking sounds from under the coffin, and the rhythm gradually matched the music, as if someone was infected by the passionate emotions.

Wei Xi, without any joy in his heart, looked at the bottom of the coffin vigilantly, holding the bamboo knife tightly in his hand, ready to chop at the dry arm that broke through the coffin at any time.

The music became clearer and clearer, and the knocking sounds under the coffin became louder and louder. To Wei Xi's surprise, the music turned out to be "Carrying the Bridal Sedan"!
In this weird atmosphere, the little songs specially played for weddings would only make people's scalps tingle.

As the music reached its climax, the knocking sounds on the bottom of the coffin became more and more frantic, in time with the beat, as if a huge claw was trying to smash the coffin.

Wei Xi, whose breathing became increasingly difficult, clenched the handle of the bamboo knife, pinning her hopes on [Pulling Thread] to turn the tide. After all, this was her only reliance at the moment.

The sound of "Carrying the Bridal Sedan" lingered in his ears, followed by a burst of noise. Less than half a minute later, the coffin lid above Wei Xi's head made a slight noise and opened slightly.

Wei Xi controlled his subconscious urge to pounce, took several deep breaths of air, and stared at the gap vigilantly with his eyes.

Wei Xi didn't even dare to reach out and touch the coffin lid. She was worried that it was a trap and had to observe carefully before taking any action.

At this time, the knocking sound under the coffin disappeared, and the sound of "Carrying the Bridal Sedan" was still loud, knocking on Wei Xi's eardrums, making people uneasy.

Wei Xi had a strong intuition that hiding in this coffin could save his life.

As if sensing Wei Xi's hesitation, the music became increasingly stagnant, and the chill it exuded was terrifying.

The next moment, the sound of "Carrying the Bridal Sedan" stopped abruptly.

Before Wei Xisong could breathe a sigh of relief, the knocking sound started again. The difference was that this time the sound came from all around the coffin, as if six pairs of hands were coming to take her life.

(End of this chapter)