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Chapter 817 Dimension Warrior Title Extra: Gods and Ghosts Daming 1

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    Wang Chen felt that he had spent a long time in the darkness, and his soul was still there, as if he had spent a longer time than his life. He only remembered hearing a click, the soft sound of the mechanical lock opening, that kind of unexplained sound.  The feeling gradually left him. He vaguely saw a white light appearing in front of his eyes, and a vague voice came from his ears.

    Am I dead?

    It seems not yet!

    In his memory, fireballs fell from the sky, burning everywhere, as if it was the end of the world. He stood desperately on the street waiting for death to come, but what happened next?  ——Can not remember!

    He seems to be lying in a small, but very comfortable iron box. Is it a coffin?  Thanks to the country for not forcibly cremating him, Wang Chen was already awake, but he didn't want to open his eyes, and now someone was talking in his ear.  A young boy whose voice has not yet changed said in panic: "Master! The physical coffin of the Great God of Life is glowing!"

    “It’s the Chinese Life-Sustaining and World-Saving Heavenly Lord Dharmakaya!” A slightly older voice sounded, and then came the sound of him slapping the young man’s scalp hard.

    "You evil disciple!" The old voice scolded later: "Everyone tells us that this iron coffin is the most precious treasure and ancestral magic weapon passed down by our Maoshan lineage. Our Maoshan ancestor got this mouthful of life-sustaining and world-saving heavenly treasure.  Only after using the coffin did I realize the magic of refining corpses and exorcising corpses. How dare you touch the ancestral weapon Let’s see if I don’t beat you to death!”

    "Don't I just want to rediscover the ancestor's magic from this iron coffin?" the young man said aggrievedly.

    "Master, you said that we are the direct descendants of the Xia Maoshan lineage, but the Taoist priest from the Taiqing Temple on Fenghuang Mountain said that we pretended to be their Maoshan Dharma Ribbon. They also said that Master, you don't even have an ultimatum and are a fake Taoist priest. They said that we are just  Those who eat the dead and collect bones for burial are not from Maoshan at all."

    "Nonsense!" The old man puffed his beard and glared angrily, breathless as he said, "They lost the magic passed down by Jiugong Patriarch and let those people from Chaotian Palace in Nanjing take it away. Instead, they blamed our direct lineage for taking us away.  After being kicked out of the Shangqing Palace, what we in Maoshan are best at is the Yin Shen Corpse Extraction Spell, but now they say that those of us who still adhere to the ancestor's lineage are evil! This is unreasonable!"

    "My master, the palace, is dead, but we still want to see the day when we go down to the Maoshan Mountains, retrieve the ancestor's magic, and drive the golden-armored corpse to the Shangqing Palace!"

    After hearing this, the young man said angrily: "The Patriarch Jiu Gong can understand the magic from the body coffin of Emperor Sui Sheng, why can't we?" He said excitedly: "When we understand the thirteen methods of the corpse path from the ancestor's treasure,  We can definitely recreate the grand occasion when we went down to Maoshan and ruled the palaces of the Zhengyi sect in the three southeastern provinces! Considering the ancestral rules, when the people from the Shangqing Palace come to visit us, are we still going to let them humiliate us?"

    "Shangqing Palace came to visit?" The old teacher, Master Gong, was keenly aware of something and asked anxiously: "You evil disciple, what trouble did you make again? Shangqing Palace came for no reason, why did you come to visit? Did you tell the story about the ancestor's treasure?  Did you tell it?"

    The young man suddenly became frightened and hesitantly said: "The Taoist priests from the other courtyard of Shangqing Palace laughed at us, and I got angry"

    Master Gong was so angry that he threw away his hand and gave his little apprentice a slap. He roared angrily: "Youyou are confused! We have no power, let Shangqing Palace know about it. And the lives of our master and apprentice are at stake."  Really? You despise us for picking up the bones of dead people and gathering them together. Could it be that master has forgotten you in one bite? With this little skill left behind by our ancestor, although we masters and disciples are a little despised, we have no worries about food and clothing."

    "But you, a rebellious disciple, caused great trouble because you wanted to lose your life as a teacher?"

    As he spoke, he trotted all the way to the Master Palace and said to his disciple: "If it weren't for me, you would be an unworthy disciple. You are my poor sister and my only son I Sigh! Pack your things quickly, there is no one in Shangqing Palace."  Before coming, run first."

    The young disciple Liushenwuzhu said: "Uncle no, master! Where is the treasure left by the ancestor?"

    "Back then, Patriarch Jiugong saw a comet falling to the ground at night. He went into the mountain for three days to find this coffin. From the corpse of the immortal inside, he understood our corpse method This coffin is made of Taibai fine gold and weighs more than 18,000 yuan.  Jin, Patriarch Jiugong spent a lot of effort to dig it out of the mountain. Now in a hurry, he can't move it. Leave it here! Find a hidden place and bury it later!"

    “I’ll come back and look for it in the future… Anyway, we must not fall into the hands of those traitors.”

    Wang Chen inside the 'coffin' opened his eyes quietly and took a deep breath - is this a TV series playing outside?  It’s also stereo surround sound, a big deal!  I heard that some funeral industries have developed refrigerated coffins and Internet-connected coffins to meet the needs of various customers after their death. There isHow to say it: Even if I die, I will scream with my withered throat: mobile phone, charge, and connect to wifi.

    I didn’t expect that there really is such a service inside the coffin!

    Wang Chen opened his eyes and saw a Taoist boy with a Taoist bun on the glass panel less than thirty centimeters from his chest. His eyes widened and he looked at him with a look of horror. He didn't have time to praise the high-end and majestic coffin.  Upscale, with built-in three-dimensional 3D large screen, the boy screamed when he saw it.

    "Master, the Great Heavenly Lord has faked the corpse!"

    Seeing Xiao Daotong's face with snot and tears streaming down his face, Wang Chen found it inexplicably funny. He stretched out his hand and pushed, and the screen in front of him suddenly slid open a gap the size of three fingers. Xiao Daotong's quick eyes and quick hands pressed the 'coffin' tightly and shouted.  road:

    "It's a fake corpse! It's too late! The coffin boards of the Great God of Life can no longer hold it!"

    "You brat! You're so surprised!" Senior Master Gong walked in from the front hall angrily. Just as he was about to scold his young apprentice, he saw the Heavenly Lord Dharmakaya in his ancestor's legacy, pushing open the crystal cover on the surface of the iron coffin and getting up.  sat up.

    Teacher Gong rolled his eyes and was about to faint.

    The young apprentice hurriedly ran over, and among the people who were holding the master tightly, he cried: "Master, you can't die What will I do if you die? We in Maoshan, even under the master Jiugong, have learned  I passed a flying yaksha, and now even the gods who worshiped him have faked their corpses. What can I do, apprentice? Master"

    Seeing the little Taoist boy crying so hard, and listening to the dialect that sounded a bit like Hokkien, Wang Chen didn't know whether to disturb the master and the apprentice. When he looked back, he realized why the master and the apprentice called themselves Chinese Wei.  The Great Heavenly Lord is here to save the world!  On the lid of the iron coffin, it was clearly written - Chinese Multiverse Dimension Republic, Salvation Army rescue life-sustaining warehouse.

    Although it is in simplified Chinese, looking at the ancient Chinese costumes and familiar dialects of the two people in front of them, they should be able to understand it.

    "Ahem!" Wang Chen coughed twice and said, "Excuse me. What dynasty is it now?"

    "Don't eat me!" The little apprentice wailed and collapsed on the master's palace. On the contrary, the master's palace was pinched by the ground, and he woke up from the pain. When he heard the 'Great Heavenly Lord' who was pretending to be a corpse said,  The human language is still the same as the accent from the capital city, but I am not so scared anymore!  If you can speak human language, you are not a zombie, and if you are not a zombie - then their master and disciple can still live.

    He tremblingly clasped his fists towards Wang Chen and said: "Tianzun, come again, now is the Ming Dynasty"

    Wang Chen’s eyes lit up when he heard ‘Da Ming Dynasty’Am I - traveling through time?

    But look at the 'iron coffin' under me. The shape of this life-sustaining chamber is not too sci-fi. But listening to the words of the master and apprentice, it seems that I have been sleeping in the life-sustaining chamber for a long time. This kind of space travel can point out  The technology tree of the life dormancy warehouse is not something that I, who was born in the first half of the 21st century and suffered a major disaster, can use.

    And what the hell is this Chinese Multiverse Dimension Republic?

    What is The Salvation Army?  Another name for the People's Liberation Army?

    Traveling by yourself in a life-support cabinit's a bit unconventional!  And that Patriarch Jiugong could understand the Taoist teachings of wool from the life-sustaining warehouse!

    "Zhu Yuanzhang's Ming Dynasty!" In order to prevent there being another Ming Dynasty in another world, Wang Chen asked specifically, and then asked: "What year is it now?"

    "Qi Tianzun." When the old Taoist priest from Shizhang Palace heard the three words "Zhu Yuanzhang", his brows trembled slightly. He also imitated the appearance of a senior official in the drama, bowed his hands and said: "The current reign name is Wanli.  Forty-one years!” (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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