Star Trace Gate

Chapter 670: Connecting Tianfu

When Master Chu saw the place where the bodies were buried, he could not move. He just stared at the old tree that was as black as charcoal, and walked forward with his feet piapia. His stubborn look was like that of a mentally retarded child.

Ren called out several times in a row, but the other party ignored him and just walked away, wiping the drool from his mouth.

He couldn't see the coffin that Master Chu mentioned, and he felt a chilly wind blowing all around him, which made him feel a little creepy. So he immediately stood up, limped to a distance of twenty meters, crouched behind a rock, and observed secretly.

Master Chu Dao came to the ancient tree, looked at the dark trunk that looked like it had been struck by lightning, and couldn't help but sigh: "Four hundred years of red soil, eight hundred years of lush green oasis - the Tibetan sea cypress. This is truly a great coffin!"

He spoke clearly, but Ren Ye couldn't quite understand him. After all, his vision was quite different from that of this grave-digging bastard.

However, Ren Ye saw him talking about the coffin and looking forward, and he immediately realized, "Huh?... Could that tree be the coffin he just mentioned?!"

After he finished speaking, Master Chu's attitude became extremely respectful. He first chanted a spell for the ancient tree called Tibetan Sea Cypress, and then scattered offerings along the way.

After everything was done, he bowed respectfully to Canghai Longbai and said, "My dear senior, in order to prevent my treasure of order from being covered in dust here, I can only break my coffin and bother you. I hope you won't blame me."

"If you must blame someone, then it was the kid behind me who made me do all this. May you be blessed with infinite happiness...!"

As he muttered, he flipped his right hand, and the flawless white jade stick appeared in his palm.

“Hey, hey, let’s just forget it…” Ren Ye still wanted to persuade her.

Unexpectedly, before King Huai could finish his words, Master Chu grabbed the stick with both hands and poked it hard near the root.

"boom!"

After poking it with a stick, the old tree, which was as black as charcoal, suddenly emitted a strange aura. The surrounding grass swayed like flickering candle flames, and many bright flowers withered and died at the same time.

"Oh!"

The white jade stick was fine, but the force of the impact and the strange aura made Master Chu Dao, who was already at the end of his strength, shake his body and spit out blood violently.

He suffered a backlash from the aura, his face turned pale as paper, and he looked like he would collapse at any moment.

Ren Ye looked at his stubborn back and shouted, "Forget it, I beg you... Can I kowtow to you?! The coffin is right here, and it will be there whenever you come back. But the person is dead, but the tomb is still there, isn't this a tragedy?!"

"Oh!"

Master Chu Dao ignored Ren Ye's call and just held the white jade stick in both hands, hitting the roots of the dead tree continuously.

With every strike, he spat out blood and his steps swayed, as if he wanted to die together with the sea cypress.

However, he had never used his divine power to activate the white jade stick, but the stick was extremely hard, as if it was made of immortal items, extremely heavy, and indestructible.

Ren was also struck by the strange aura and had already run a hundred meters away. He looked at Master Chu with admiration and speechlessness and commented: "This is really awesome! There are two types of people I admire most in my life: one is the technician who dares to work eight extra hours for the Sir; the other is Master Chu who dares to die with the tree. These two types of people must be a monument in the industry..."

"Wow!"

Finally, there was a crisp sound, and the bark at the root of the Tibetan cypress tree quickly cracked and extended upward. Finally, the entire surface of the bark collapsed like a mirror and fell all over the ground.

After hitting it eight times, Master Chu finally broke open the dragon cypress.

The tree was hollow, filled with dust and darkness. A shriveled and rotten corpse was staring at the two with empty eyes.

Ren Ye only took a glance and felt his hair stand on end. Although the corpse had long been dead, it faintly exuded a mysterious and powerful aura. Although it was short-lived, it still frightened the little third-grade cultivator.

“It’s open...!” Master Chu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at the ancient corpse with excitement.

"Hurrah!"

The strange aura disappeared, and a breeze blew slowly into the tree trunk. Under the gaze of the two, the ancient corpse turned into dust and quickly drifted away in this paradise.

The "corpse" seemed to have been dead for too long. The moment it was exposed to the sunlight, it evaporated instantly.

Master Chu was stunned on the spot, and after a long while he murmured, "Wulian f**king Tianzun, it just dissipated?... I've lost at least three basins of blood and essence!"

There were no treasures or peerless books in the hollow tree trunk, only a shriveled corpse, which has now completely disappeared.

Busy in vain...

Ren Ye waited for a long time, and when he was sure that nothing unexpected would happen, he limped back and said, "What the hell are you trying to do? She was sleeping well, but you had to make her sleep...to make you feel better?! You are such a pervert!"

"This... shouldn't be the case." Master Chu shook his head blankly and said, "This Tibetan Sea Dragon Cypress absorbs the vitality of the land for 1,000 miles, and it takes 400 years for it to mature. After 800 years, the land is extremely full of vitality and produces many rare and precious herbs. This is obviously a mature Dragon Cypress... Logically speaking, if it is used as a coffin, the body will be nourished by the vigorous vitality and will not decay for at least thousands of years. But why... can the elders here decay so badly?"

"Did you poke the life out of it with the stick?" Ren Ye asked back.

"Do you know what it means to be extremely full of vitality?! If I can poke it open with one stick, is it still worthy of the name of Dragon Cypress?" Master Chu thought for a while: "This dragon cypress is as black as charcoal. I thought that the person in the coffin used a secret method to imprison the vitality of the ancient tree, hoping that it would be immortal for ten thousand years. But after opening it just now, I found that the vitality of this dragon cypress must have been forcibly sucked out a long time ago... It is equivalent to being dead."

When Ren Ye heard this, he couldn't help but frown and began to think about something.

"Alas, this opportunity does not belong to me... Let's wait and see." Master Chu looked at Long Bai cautiously, his face solemn: "Going forward, you and I must be more careful."

"As long as you don't get sick, we'll be safe."

“No more words, I’ll close the coffin lid.” Even though Master Chu was at the end of his strength, he still used a secret technique to piece together the scattered bark on the ground and covered the coffin with it tightly.

Soon, the two of them left the place while walking and chatting, and went deeper into the cave.

……

After another three or four hours, next to a towering green mountain, Master Chu sat slumped on the muddy ground, his eyes dark, his face as dark as a demon’s, wiping the corners of his mouth, and muttering non-stop: “Master…Master, I seem to be dying, my eyes are blurry, and I seem to see many things that should not be seen.”

During these three or four hours, he vomited blood and forcibly opened more than a dozen coffins, almost risking his life to do "archaeology".

"...Are you a little anemic from vomiting? I've told you before that you have to do things step by step. You can't always put the heavy responsibility of reviving the migration area on yourself. It's too tiring." Ren Ye said kindly: "Feel it again. If you are sure that you are dead, then take out all the treasures in your consciousness space... and give them to me. I will take care of the rest."

Master Chu rolled his eyes at him and said, "For these treasures, I will not die, so stop dreaming. But, don't you find anything unusual here? There are more than a dozen graves, each of which is very special and amazing, and the materials used for the coffins are all rare treasures, but why are all of them missing the most important part?!"

"Look, in the Tomb of the Hidden Sea Cypress, the life-giving green was forcibly taken away, causing the ancient tree to wither and die; and in the later Cold Iron Coffin, a bead on the top of the coffin was also picked out by someone; and in the underwater coffin, the groove where the water-proof magic weapon was placed was also opened, and the water-proof treasure disappeared..." He said solemnly, "The most important and most essential treasures in these coffins have all disappeared, which is enough to explain...!"

"That's nothing." Ren Ye interrupted, "I've already seen that this paradise must have been visited by someone. Almost every grave has been opened."

"That's what I meant." Master Chu showed an incredible expression: "But according to the information I got before, only the people of Gutan Sect can open this ancestral land. Outsiders can never erase the formation here. Before the migration site collapsed, their disciples also returned here, perhaps wanting to take away the treasure hidden here. But, unfortunately, these people are dead."

"That is to say, after the migration site collapsed, the Gutan Sect must have been destroyed. There should be no living people left, so no one can open this place."

"So... who stole these treasures?"

He murmured with concentration: "Really... I can't figure it out!"

"No one can open this place, so how did we get in?" Ren Ye asked.

"Of course it depends on luck." Master Chu replied instinctively: "But there are too few people who have luck in the world, and the luck of ordinary families should be ineffective."

"No, I know a person who can also gather the luck of the world." Ren Ye said confidently: "Perhaps there has been someone here before, an existence that we cannot imagine."

"Hmm... that's a possibility."

When Dao Master Chu heard this, he immediately became a little discouraged: "If we guessed right, we will probably face a situation... that is... Dao Master's careful planning to enter this place may have been in vain. Someone has been here, so the treasure must be gone, and all the tombs of the elders of the Gutan Sect who were assigned to the ancestral land have been searched and looted... Damn it, that person really doesn't follow the rules of the industry. He actually dug up the tombs of the extinct families and didn't leave any soup for his colleagues."

"Your most outrageous move is not this. Someone came here first, and the most we did was not get the chance. But you only have a token to get in, but no token to get out. This is pure brain-dead behavior." Ren Ye gritted his teeth and said, "You came in once, got nothing, and you can't even get out! How on earth do you survive in this industry?!"

"I didn't expect that there would be someone who works harder than me and arrives faster than me." Master Chu had a sad face and was extremely depressed.

"This is life."

Ren also stood up and patted his shoulder: "Don't say anything more, keep going forward, first find the core of the ancestral land, and then... we will think of a way to leave here."

"Ugh……!"

Master Chu sighed, stood up with great effort, and left with Ren Ye.

Under the scorching sun, the two of them moved forward all the way. It took them about half an hour to finally arrive at the foot of the green mountain and see a staircase winding upwards.

Although the scenery in this ancestral land that seemed like a paradise on earth was not very different and it was easy for people to lose their sense of direction, when they arrived in this area, they found a winding path that obviously led to the green mountains.

This shows that the top of the green mountain is most likely the most central place here.

Ren also looked up at Qingshan, letting Master Chu support his arm, and then walked up the stone steps step by step.

After an incense stick of time, they reached the end of the stone steps and saw a tall and solemn stone gate. On the cliff above the gate, someone had magically carved three red characters as big as a small mountain - Jie Tian Fu.

Seeing this scene, Master Chu commented softly, "Jietianfu?! How dare you give it such a grand name... Then, apart from the founder of Gutan Sect, no one should be qualified to 'live' here."