Ming Dynasty Emperor System

"Hmph, the clone...it's a bit advantageous to her!"

Sun Wukong looked at the drifting gray mist, shook his head and sighed softly, then flew down and returned to the center of the bloody altar.

He walked to the side of the kneeling man and looked at Fairy Zixia who was slowly being pulled out with concern.

At this time, most of Fairy Zixia's body was suspended in the air, leaving only a pair of ankles that had not come out.

The cracks in the man's face suddenly shrank and turned upward in a large arc, and a low shout came from it - "Stop!"

Fairy Zixia's remaining ankle was pulled out by an inexplicable force, and the swirling shadow above the man's head slowly shrank inward and became smaller until it disappeared.

The shadow disappeared, and the picture of the world of death also disappeared. Fairy Zixia's body fell from the suspended state. Sun Wukong, with quick eyes and quick hands, caught her in his arms.

"Zi'er! Zi'er!" Sun Wukong waved Fairy Zixia's body with both hands and called out twice.

There was no response... Fairy Zixia was still in a comatose state, and her aura was extremely weak.

Sun Wukong penetrated her body with his spiritual consciousness, but found that her soul was seriously damaged, and her body was also full of trauma. Not only new injuries, but also some old diseases, which were obviously caused by the disaster in the world of death. Not light.

"Dead witch..." Sun Wukong gritted his teeth and muttered, and then raised his hand to cover Fairy Zixia's forehead, intending to inject immortal energy into her for treatment, but the kneeling man suddenly stopped him and said:

"Don't! Don't do this. Her current state is not as simple as you think. This is not an ordinary physical injury. Her soul is extremely weak now and will never be able to withstand the impact of your violent immortal energy. You should put her down. Come on, let me handle it."

When Sun Wukong heard this, he frowned. A golden light flashed through his eyes, and a layer of white cloth suddenly appeared on the ground. Then he carefully placed Fairy Zixia on it. He turned his head again and looked at the man with a somewhat suspicious expression. asked:

"Do you still have the ability to save people? Are you sure about it? You know, this woman is very important to me!"

"Don't worry, even if I don't know how to treat people, I still have some treasures that can save people. This matter is related to our transaction, and I will not brag about it."

The man nodded, and the crack in his face opened again, and a small pocket coffin as thick as a finger flew out from it. It grew in the wind, and finally turned into a crystal coffin one foot long and two feet wide. It sat on the ground, exuding a chill.

"What do you mean? She's not dead yet, why did you prepare a coffin for her?" Sun Wukong frowned.

"Haha, you have a very rich imagination." The crack on the man's face rose slightly, "This is the Heaven-Sealing Coffin, an artifact from the Opening of Heaven period. Before the Heaven-Sealing Coffin was opened, the time inside the coffin was frozen, and It can also slowly heal the wounds of the soul and body.

This little girl's injuries were really serious. She must have been tortured for a long time, which is why her soul was so weak, with old wounds all over the surface.In this way, you put her in and let the Sealing Coffin heal her. "

When Sun Wukong heard this, he did not act immediately. Instead, he hugged Fairy Zixia tightly, his face was calm, and his eyes were flickering, as if he was thinking about something.

Seeing this, the man shook his head and said:

"Don't worry, I will never harm her. Besides, what good will it do to me? I still need you to help me get out of trouble! You believe me, put this little girl in, and you will Do you know if I’m lying to you?”

Sun Wukong looked at the man intently for a long time.

The man still maintained the posture of kneeling on the ground, with his hands spread out behind his back, and the crack on his face was slightly raised, as if he was smiling.

"Okay, trust you once."

Sun Wukong sighed, stepped forward and kicked open the crystal clear coffin lid of the Sealing Heaven Coffin, and then carefully put the unconscious Fairy Zixia in.

But even though the person was lying in the sky-sealing coffin, there was still no movement inside.

Sun Wukong turned his head and glared at the man with bared teeth.

"Oh, you should close the coffin lid!" The man's tone was helpless.

Sun Wukong's face was slightly red, he scratched his head, ran over again, picked up the coffin lid that he had kicked aside, patted the dust and sand off it, and then gently covered it. Go up.

hum-

A burst of icy cold air emitted from the Sealing Coffin, and then it started to tremble slightly.It was filled with pure white light particles, which gradually merged into Fairy Zixia's body.

Fairy Zixia's originally bloodless face slowly turned rosy, and the wounds on her body healed quickly.In just the blink of an eye, the broken skin returned to its original state, crystal clear as jade and as white as frost.

"It's interesting. Will it be healed so soon?" Sun Wukong asked with a surprised look on his face.

"It's not that easy. Physical injuries are trivial. With the magical effect of the Sealing Coffin, you can recover in an instant. But the most troublesome thing is the trauma at the soul level, which takes a lot of time." The man shook his head and replied.

Sun Wukong frowned and asked in a deep voice:

"how long will it takes?"

"At least ten years. The trauma to her soul is too serious."

"Is there a way to shorten this time?"

"No, this process can only be forcibly interrupted, and absolutely cannot be interfered with."

When Sun Wukong heard this, he sighed and muttered:

"Ten years is ten years, which is the time in the blink of an eye... If I kill the Jade Emperor, I will go to Lao Zhu to ask for leave and go back to Huaguo Mountain to cultivate!"

"Oh, kill the Jade Emperor... What you want to do is quite great. I don't like that guy either. He is just a dog in front of the traitor. He should have died long ago." The cracks on the man's face rose slightly, and then Another voice came from it:

"The Sealing Coffin can be big or small. You'd better keep it close to your body to avoid accidentally losing it and regretting it! After all...it contains the little girl you care about the most, haha."

Sun Wukong blushed and cursed too much. Then he asked the man for a method to control the Heaven-Sealing Coffin. He clasped his hands and muttered, and the Heaven-Seating Coffin shrank to the size of a finger.

He held the pocket-sized sky-sealing coffin and placed it in front of his eyes. After looking lovingly at the sleeping Zixia Fairy inside, he pressed it between his eyebrows and melted it into the sea of ​​consciousness.

During this process, the unknown seal of the Sea of ​​Consciousness blocked it for a while, but in the end it was silently released, allowing the Sealing Sky Coffin to settle inside.

"Thank you." Sun Wukong smiled.

"Haha...you don't have to worry now, do you? Let's do some serious business!"

The man raised his head and looked at the dome of the bloody altar...