Tomb raiding: Carrying a coffin during a funeral procession, rewarded with the Dragon Elephant Prajn

"Done!"

Li Changsheng closed the lid of the Warring States period crystal coffin before he had time to check the system rewards.

He silently uttered the name of the undertaker, and instantly a virtual screen appeared before his eyes that only he could see.

His various attributes and current skills are displayed on the screen.

[Host: Li Changsheng]

Age: 22

Occupation: Funeral Attendant

【Strength: 37】

[Agility: 28]

[Physical Fitness: 29]

[Skills: Complete Guide to Maoshan Taoist Arts (Beginner), Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill (Max Level)]

[Innate Supernatural Abilities: Superhuman Strength, Night Vision]

[Funeral Mission: Please escort the Warring States period female puppet to her final resting place in the stone coffin at the Lu King's Palace.]

Looking at the system interface, Li Changsheng stroked his chin and nodded in satisfaction.

He knew about the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill, a secret martial art in the martial arts world. Once mastered to its maximum level, one could possess the true power of a dragon and an elephant.

For example, when the Golden Wheel Monk cultivated to the tenth level, he possessed the strength of a thousand catties, and could make Yang Guo vomit blood with a single palm strike.

According to the Golden Wheel Monk, the power of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill doubles with each level of mastery, but the time required also doubles.

The Golden Wheel Monk considered himself to be the most talented disciple in the Tantric school, but even so, it still took him decades to cultivate the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill from the ninth level to the tenth level.

Reaching the eleventh level was a distant dream, to the point that even the Golden Wheel Monk himself had given up on the idea of ​​perfecting this divine skill.

Li Changsheng pondered these things and couldn't help but think to himself.

"If the Golden Wheel Monk possesses a strength of a thousand jin at the tenth level, then the eleventh level would be two thousand jin, the twelfth level four thousand jin, and the thirteenth level, at its maximum level, would be a strength of eight thousand jin!"

This might sound insignificant, so let's put it another way.

The golden cudgel of the Monkey King Sun Wukong weighs only 13,500 jin.

A fully upgraded Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill, in terms of power alone, absolutely transcends the realm of martial arts.

Thinking of this, Li Changsheng quickly activated the Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique and integrated it into himself.

In an instant, a purple light, visible only to him, merged into his body from head to toe.

A moment later, Li Changsheng slowly moved his hands and feet, and his whole body made a series of crackling sounds, like firecrackers.

He felt the immense power within him and was immediately satisfied.

at the same time.

Not far away, Wu Xie and the others watched as Li Changsheng displayed his might. Before the General Corpse King could even make a move, it was crushed to death.

The Wu family uncle and nephew swallowed hard in unison.

After being shocked, Wu Xie's eyes darted around, and he quickly gestured for Pan Zi to come closer.

When Wu Xie got close to Li Changsheng, he quickly began to flatter him.

"Big brother, you're amazing! If we had known your magic was this powerful, we wouldn't have been afraid."

"Oh, by the way, I just saw the Warring States period female corpse seem to float away to the other side. If you don't mind, you could take care of her too."

Wu Xie smiled obsequiously, but in his heart he was thinking that this guy in front of him might be a Taoist master from somewhere. If he could get on his good side and ask him for a few talismans to suppress corpses and evil spirits, he would be able to do whatever he wanted in the future.

Although Wu Xie himself has never experienced setting up a tomb, he was born into the Wu family of the Nine Gates and was exposed to it from a young age. In addition, he also has a copy of the Tomb Raider Notes left by his grandfather, Wu Laogou, so he knows a lot about setting up a tomb.

For example, many haunted tombs contain zombies, and the more sinister ones, such as blood zombies and demon zombies, are the nightmare of these tomb raiders.

Li Changsheng glanced at Wu Xie, but didn't say anything. He simply walked to the front of the black coffin and muttered a Taoist incantation.

A moment later, the talisman patterns on the black coffin shone brightly red, as if to illuminate the entire cave.

Li Changsheng turned around and whispered a rebuke towards the depths of the water cave.

However, the syllables he uttered were unusually obscure, and carried a hint of harshness and gloom.

Wu Xie and the others were confused, but Zhang Qiling's expression suddenly changed drastically after hearing Li Changsheng's rebuke.

Wu Sansheng noticed the change in Zhang Qiling's expression and hurriedly asked in a low voice.

"What's wrong? Is something the problem?"

"Nonsense! He's talking nonsense!"

Wu Xie leaned closer curiously. "Ghost talk? What does that mean?"

Zhang Qiling glanced at Wu Xie, then shook his head, appearing somewhat distracted.

Seeing this, Wu Sansheng quickly took over the conversation and answered Wu Xie's question.

"A thousand years ago, the boundary between the human world and the underworld was not clear. Many ancient families and forces knew how to communicate with the beings of the underworld."

"There are two languages ​​among them, called Ghost Language and Corpse Language, which can be used to communicate with ghosts and zombies."

"But later, for some unknown reason, the art of speaking ghost stories was completely lost, and no one in the world knew how to speak them anymore."

"That guy was talking nonsense!"

As Wu Sansheng explained in a rapid-fire manner, Wu Xie finally understood.

But he soon noticed the flaws in Wu Sansheng's words.

"Wait, Uncle, you mean the ghost story has been lost, but the corpse language hasn't?"

"Indeed, there isn't!"

Wu Sansheng chuckled and pointed at Zhang Qiling, who looked somewhat lost and dejected.

"This young man understands the language of corpses; he's a rare talent in our line of work. It's a pity he has a bad background; he doesn't have many family members left. I'm taking him under my wing and training him a bit, so that when you take over the business, he can be your assistant."

Upon hearing this, many of Wu Xie's doubts were resolved.

He thought to himself, no wonder this guy is usually so quiet and reserved, like a silent bottle, he's actually a corpse whisperer...

That makes sense; extraordinary people always have something different about them. Look at Brother Black Coffin, he's even more imposing.

Wu Xie had even gotten used to the other party ignoring him.

Thinking of this, Wu Xie shook his head and laughed, "Third Uncle, you should keep this fortune for your retirement. I just came out with you to broaden my horizons; I never intended to actually go into this line of work."

Wu Xie came to set up the pot purely out of curiosity and a desire to figure out the contents of his grandfather's notes; he didn't care much about money.

Wu Sansheng chuckled and remained silent.

Just then, Pan Zi, who was in charge of punting the boat, suddenly stopped and spoke in a stiff tone.

"Third Master, that Warring States period female ghost is back!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw that the Warring States period female corpse, which had disappeared from the crystal coffin, was now floating on the water, slowly moving towards the location of the black coffin.

Not long after, Li Changsheng seemed to find her movements too slow and directly scolded her in a stern voice.

The Warring States period female corpse suddenly moved faster!

Wu Xie could even see a hint of fear on the other person's pale, stiff face.

Fear?!

A female corpse from the Warring States period was terrified after being scolded twice by her elder brother!

Looks like I wasn't wrong, Big Brother is definitely a Taoist master, the most powerful of all!