I am a ghost messenger, why do I need a long life?

Just as I was thinking about it, I joined the mopping-up team.

Before the fat Taoist priest could even take a step, he suddenly noticed a strange movement behind him.

In an instant, he subconsciously moved to the side, and then a bronze axe chopped down directly on his belly and hit the ground of the bronze palace.

The sudden movement startled Xu An and Yang Wei, and they quickly looked up.

The fat Taoist's eyes also fell on the tall figure that appeared in front of him at some point.

This was exactly the rotten wooden corpse of the ancient alien that had been lying in the coffin before!

"God damn it, how did this thing come to life?"

The fat Taoist priest's hair stood on end, and he let out a strange cry. At the same time, the corpse's glowing eyes suddenly focused, and the axe in his hand instantly deflected and swept across the army to chop at his lazy waist.

Although he was round and plump, the fat Taoist priest reacted quickly and took several steps back.

The axe suddenly chopped down almost touching his waist.

With a loud bang, the entire sandalwood medicine rack collapsed.

The jar above, which looked like white jade, fell down in an instant and shattered on the ground. Countless residual medicinal power evaporated all at once, and the entire ear chamber became foggy and particularly choking.

"What are you still doing?"

Seeing Xu An and Yang Wei still in a daze, the fat Taoist priest let out a strange cry and suddenly took out the Bagua mirror. As it rebounded to the earth, a strange stream of light suddenly shot out from the mirror.

The rotten wooden corpse that was holding the bronze axe and was about to chop again suddenly became extremely slow in its movements, as if it was stuck in a quagmire.

Next to him, Yang Wei had already reacted.

The moment the magic power flowed in his body, he burst out with endless divine light, and the Yin Dragon spear that swung out from his robe sleeve pierced straight out with a terrifying power that could pierce through the void and sink the earth.

There was a muffled sound, as if metal collided with each other, and the entire ear chamber was filled with an explosion. A strong storm suddenly swept through this small space.

Xu An's entire ghost body was unstable. After being flipped over and slammed against the wall, he was thrown heavily out of the hinged bronze door and fell into the aisle.

In the ear chamber, Yang Wei stared with wide eyes, watching that his shot failed to penetrate the rotten wood corpse, but only shattered the ancient clothes on his body that seemed to be sticky and cracked. His heart was pounding.

"This thing is dead! It has no life. It might just be acting on obsession or some residual divine power. Let's get out together!"

The fat Taoist priest couldn't help but roar when he saw that Yang Wei's attack didn't cause any damage to the rotten corpse.

He placed his hand on the Bagua wheel and suddenly pressed the Xu Du Liang grid.

Suddenly, a strong stream of dim brown light burst out from the Bagua mirror.

The light hit the corpse at the waist and spread to the upper and lower parts. In just an instant, it froze him completely and wrapped him in a shell that seemed like a petrified shell.

Upon seeing this, Yang Wei immediately raised his hand and swooped over, grabbing his crotch with a spear in his hand, and holding his axe handle with his backhand. He erupted with terrifying power as if moving mountains and filling the sea, lifted him up and slammed him hard on the top of the bronze underground palace.

There was a loud bang, like the sound of ancient chimes, and a clear and trembling sound came.

After briefly subduing the thing, the fat Taoist priest and Yang Wei rushed out of the ear chamber one after another. Before he gradually broke free from the petrified light, they closed the hinged bronze door again.

Boom, boom, boom.

The moment the door closed, the sound of the axe chopping continuously was heard from inside.

But it was still there. Apart from a slight tremor, the bronze door remained motionless.

"My God, this is the Heavenly Venerable Wuliang. I am so scared that I am dying."

The fat man, still frightened, let out a long sigh and said:

"His axe is an ancient magical weapon made of the same material as this bronze palace. It's incredibly sharp. Unfortunately, he's now a dead object, relying entirely on the remnants of his flesh and willpower from his life."

"It was because it was a dead thing, without the aura of a living person, that I almost fell into its trap."

"This underground palace may look normal, but it's actually full of dangers. If you're not careful, you could lose your life!"

Xu An was so dizzy from the fall that his ghostly body almost collapsed. He climbed up with the help of the wall, nodded in agreement, and couldn't help but say:

"How about we go back first?"

Yang Wei narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Xu An, and after a brief hesitation, said:

"Danger usually brings great opportunities. We've only opened two chambers, but we've already benefited greatly. The remaining four are sure to hold more treasures."

"What's more, the tomb owner's coffin has not been found yet. His inheritance must be extremely precious. Are you willing to give it up just like that?"

Xu An was stumped by his question for a moment.

The fat Taoist priest next to him saw that Xu An was actually showing signs of retreat, so he stepped forward, hugged him, and said, "

"Little brat, this is your fault. You weren't like this when you were arguing with me before. Why are you thinking of backing off now?"

"Unfortunately, you can't just get on or off my ship whenever you want. It's better to follow us obediently to be safe. If you go back now, there might be a bunch of multi-armed ghosts waiting for you outside."

Xu An was suddenly numb. Looking at the fat Taoist's rolling eyes, he inexplicably wanted to punch him.

Of course, he held back.

Next, in front of Yang Wei and Xu An, the fat Taoist priest used the Heaven-concealing Divine Stone to open the remaining two bronze-hinged doors, revealing the contents of the ear chamber.

The third room looked like a pet chamber, with several large iron cages made of bronze. Unfortunately, the living creatures inside had completely turned into rotten wood.

And because they were afraid of the situation just now happening again, the fat Taoist priest, Yang Wei and Xu An all retreated tacitly and closed the door.

In the fourth chamber, there was a huge millstone, which was extremely heavy and engraved with many strange patterns.

The fat Taoist wanted to take it, but after seeing Xu An and Yang Wei, he laughed and said:

"My two ghost masters, if you have the ability to take the millstone away, I, the Taoist master, will hand it over to you."

"If you can't take it away, it belongs to me!"

Xu An looked at the huge millstone, reached out to touch it, and tried to take it away. He couldn't help but ask:

"Master Dao, are you so kind? This millstone looks ordinary and has no value, so you plan to give it to us?"

When the fat Taoist heard this, his face suddenly turned pale and he muttered:

"What do you know, little brat? This is called the Spirit Refining Stone Mill. It's an auxiliary magic weapon used in ancient legends to refine spiritual consciousness, which is now the power of the soul."

"Its function is to constantly break your soul and then reshape it, so that you can become stronger. Of course, this process is also extremely painful."

"You two are both souls. If you use this thing properly, it will only benefit your ghost body refinement. I, the Taoist priest, have good intentions!"