Ninth-level fairy

This swing was very accurate, the cloth wrapped around the eaves several times, and his body had already rushed over. He squatted on the roof of the temple and shouted urgently: "Jump!"

But it was too late, the red coffin had already flown three or five feet away.

Gazing at the deep darkness beneath the coffin, Du Fang didn't hesitate. The will of the dead wasn't always accurate, so this was a safe place to stay. At least with the ancestor around, it was safer. Gritting his teeth, he gave the coffin a hard kick and lunged forward.

Chang Qingzi wrapped the rope around his waist and pulled him up.

Du Fang was just about to turn around and pull Li Qingshuang up when he suddenly felt terrified. At that moment, the red coffin had already been moved dozens of feet away.

Li Qingshuang stood at the head of the coffin, looking sad, staring at this side.

His body remained motionless, and he neither opened his mouth nor spoke a word.

Chang Qingzi threw out the long rope, but the distance was too far and it was too late.

Du Fang's heart suddenly suffocated, and the whole world lost its color in an instant. He watched helplessly as the red coffin carrying his senior sister's body went away.

His heart suddenly felt cold, his mind was confused for a while, and suddenly he raised his foot and jumped down desperately.

My body fell straight down, and my eyes were spinning.

But there is only one thought in my mind: wait for me, I will come to find you!

There was a whistling sound of wind around my ears, and I fell into the endless abyss at a rapid speed.

Du Fang was not afraid at all. He felt very calm at this moment. From above, a voice came: "Are you still alive?"

Suddenly, Du Fang felt his body bounce and he seemed to fall on something extremely tough and soft.

When I reached out and touched it, I felt a smooth feeling of skin.

"Is it my senior sister?" In order to confirm that it was my senior sister, he reached out and touched her again, and it still felt delicate and soft.

This is a woman, the feel of a woman's skin.

Du Fang just felt dizzy. Li Qingshuang hugged his body and began to rise gradually. With the help of the faint blue starlight above, Du Fang turned his head and took a look.

I want to call you senior sister gently.

When he saw this, he almost lost his soul. His body trembled and his face was full of horror.

The one holding him up was a woman, or at least she looked like a woman. Her arms were white and her hands were no different from any other in the world, but her face and her body were...

Her face was a white skull with four black holes, and her long black hair was draped behind her.

There is only half an upper body, no lower body, and no legs.

Apart from these two scary places, other places are so beautiful that it makes men breathe fast.

Her fingers were white and her arms were soft, and he was lying right in her arms.

Chang Qingzi stood on the eaves of the main hall, but what he saw was completely different. He saw a fairy in white, with a soft face, holding Du Fang's body in her hands. She stepped into the air with lotus steps and placed him at the entrance of the bronze fairy hall. Then she flew upwards and gradually disappeared.

Chang Qingzi still couldn't believe his eyes and rubbed them vigorously. Yes, he saw it clearly. It was indeed a rare beauty outside, with long and straight thighs. "Who is that fairy?"

Chang Qingzi was still lost in thought, muttering to himself.

"Fairy?"

Du Fang was a little puzzled and said, "There are fairies there, why can't I see them?"

"That fairy who just carried you up here! To think there's a fairy in this tomb is truly a miracle of nature. It's such a pity for that female disciple. Why didn't she come up with us?"

Du Fang snorted coldly. If Chang Qingzi had not said anything before, and had suddenly exerted his strength to climb up the bronze fairy palace, and Senior Sister Li had made preparations in advance, things would not be like this now.

Where did the red coffin take Senior Sister?

For the first time, Du Fang felt somewhat dissatisfied with this ancestor and snorted softly, "It's all because of you. If you had said earlier that you wanted to go to this hall, Senior Sister would not have been unprepared!"

Chang Qingzi suddenly said, "No, I was watching from above. When you jumped out of the coffin, the remains of the head teacher pulled her away quickly, much faster than before. In his dying consciousness, the head teacher wanted to send you to this hall. Lingxiao's disciples have other destinations..."

"So, where did Senior Sister go? And where is the destination you mentioned?"

Chang Qingzi couldn't answer this question, and he couldn't answer it either. This was a question without an answer. It was the first time for all three of them to enter the tomb, and no one knew where the ancestor's will would take Li Qingshuang.

It was a waste of words to continue arguing like this. Suddenly, I remembered what I had just said:

'The fairy brought you up!'

He immediately asked in surprise, "Master, was that a very beautiful woman you just saw?"

"Yes, she's as beautiful as a fairy. I didn't know there would be a living cultivator in the tomb of the Human Emperor..."

Du Fang was speechless. There were ghosts everywhere in this place, so where were the fairies?

He was very surprised: "A person without a nose, no eyes, and no legs, you call her a fairy? Are you sure you are not mistaken?"

"Ah..." Chang Qingzi was stunned for a moment and said, "You must have seen it wrong. I am at the eighth level of cultivation, how could I be wrong? If it was really a ghost, I would be able to tell it at a glance!"

"Am I seeing things? Or are you seeing things?"

Du Fang was completely confused. After the two exchanged a few words, Du Fang finally realized that what he saw was completely different from what he saw.

What is the reason for this?

He pondered deeply. The first time this kind of strange phenomenon occurred was after the red coffin of the founder of the sect appeared.

The strong energy had no effect on the two of them, but they were in great pain. Li Qingshuang did not see the red bellyband in the coffin disappear from the moment they got it in their hands, and neither did the ancestor Changqingzi.

Could it be that the coffin will affect my perception?

Or can you see the truth that others cannot see?

Is it because of the immortal body?

Du Fang didn't think about it anymore. He just sat there and thought about it but he couldn't figure out the reason no matter how hard he tried.

"Go in?" Chang Qingzi asked when he saw that his eyes had become clear again.

"Let's go!" The half-body of the female ghost was able to support him and bring him up, and she must have hoped that he could go in and take a look.

Li Qingshuang floated away with the coffin. As long as the will of the master was not corrupted, as a disciple of Lingxiao, and with Lingxiao's jade token transformed into the Qingqi Dao diagram, senior sister should be safe.

Now we have to explore this tomb and find anything suspicious.

The bronze immortal palace has no door, only a pitch-black corridor.

Standing in the middle.

The corridor was covered with strange words. As soon as the two entered, they heard a rustling sound behind them, and they were suddenly filled with horror.

Du Fang called out softly, "Again!"

Another woman, holding a pot of wine in her hand, floated past the two of them and disappeared into the corridor.

When the woman passed by, she turned back and winked at Du Fang.

Chang Qingzi took a breath and asked, "What is this?"