Chapter 81: Heaven Burial Scripture Practitioner

At this moment, a dark wind blew through, causing all the workers present to shiver.

"Oh my god, what a ghost!!"

"Mr. Bai, help me!!"

Suddenly there was a faint sound in the ear, as if a ghost was whispering in the ear, which made people's hair stand on end.

These workers are basically at the level of second-grade warriors and below, which is slightly stronger than ordinary people. They were already very scared, but now they are even more frightened.

"Don't panic!!"

"With me here, let's see who dares to pretend to be a ghost!!"

Seeing this, the middle-aged man sitting next to the stove stood up suddenly, pulled out the long knife in his hand, and shouted suddenly.

The spiritual power in his body was released, and his momentum shocked the entire audience.

Hearing his sharp shouts, the workers immediately stopped and did not dare to move.

"What's going on?!"

The sharp eyes of the man with the long knife scanned for a week, but found nothing.

"Uncle Wenlong...I just heard a ghost screaming..."

Opposite the man with the long knife, a supervisor said tremblingly.

"I...I heard it too..."

"Uncle Wenlong, the yin energy here is so strong, there can't really be ghosts..."

Another overseer then said.

The other workers didn't speak, but they nodded in unison to show that they heard it.

When Bai Wenlong saw this, he cursed secretly in his heart.

Why did you let me take on such a hard job? I would be bored if I stayed in this dark place for a long time.

It is better to be prepared for attacks by monsters at any time to ensure the safety of this group of workers.

Now even ghosts are showing up.

But he couldn't show any panic yet, otherwise the workers would not be able to work well.

Seeing that there are only three-tenths left to reach the target, we can't let him slip.

"Ghost screaming?"

"Why didn't I hear you?"

"Every day I become more suspicious."

Bai Wenlong snorted coldly.

"But...but..." The supervisor on the side wanted to say something else, but was pushed back by Bai Wenlong.

"Nothing to worry about, just keep working for me!!"

"Even if there is really a ghost, this knife of mine is not a vegetarian!!"

As he spoke, Bai Wenlong suddenly swung the long knife in his hand, and the sharp sword light directly cut off the middle of a nearby ink willow tree as thick as the mouth of a bowl.

"Master Bai is mighty!!"

When many workers saw this situation, their uneasiness receded a bit. After all, there was a fifth-grade warrior sitting in charge, so they had nothing to be afraid of.

I guess it was just the sound of the wind blowing, nothing to be afraid of.

Ever since, these workers calmed down and continued working.

Little did they know that in a corner that no one noticed, a black soul slowly floated away under the protection of Yin Qi.

Lin Yuexi closed her eyes and controlled the soul body to return to her side.

"Bai family? Coffin?"

She listened to the conversation between the middle-aged man and the young man just now, word for word.

She murmured the two words softly.

"The Bai family should be the Bai family in Mufeng City..."

"The girl named Bai Mingxue seems to be from the Bai family."

"Yin wood coffin..."

Lin Yuexi frowned and kept searching in her vast sea of ​​memories.

She remembered hearing this somewhere.

"I remembered!"

"It's the Burial Scripture!!"

"Aren't these Yin wood coffins exactly what is needed to bury the Scripture!!"

Lin Yuexi suddenly remembered.

About a thousand years ago, there was a little-known handyman disciple in a remote small sect. He accidentally obtained the Heavenly Burial Scripture and practiced it in obscurity for ten years.

And just ten years later, people were shocked to discover that this small sect with only a thousand disciples was wiped out overnight.

The entire sect's mountain was covered with dense coffins.

The handyman disciple was sitting on the coffin containing the sect leader, laughing maniacally. His cultivation had reached the level of a ninth-grade warrior.

And the rest of the more famous recipients of the Burial Scripture have also had similar experiences.

Such secrets cannot be known to outsiders, and only she, who is sitting in the Demon Sect, has the opportunity to know these complete experiences.

This means that this kind of Yin wood coffin is a necessary condition for practicing the Burial Scripture.

"I remember that the Burial Scripture obtained by the Bai family was taken away by Bai Mingxue's father?!"

"How come there are still practitioners in the Bai family!!"

Lin Yuexi's eyes narrowed. She knew very well the terrifying aspects of the Burial Scripture.

If it were to fully grow up, I am afraid that the so-called seven southeastern countries would also be wiped out in an instant.

"It seems that the Bai family members don't know that these coffins are prepared for them..."

"The owners of the Burial Scripture have a common characteristic, that is, they will sacrifice blood to their relatives or important people. In this way, their strength can be further improved."

"I don't know what state the person who practices the Heaven Burial Scripture has reached..."

Lin Yuexi thought to herself.

This is interesting...

Thinking of this, she slowly returned to the territory, with no intention of stopping them from continuing to cut down.

"In less than a month, we will probably see a good show."

"When the time comes, you can go around Mufeng City often to avoid missing out..."

"This is the first time I have seen the practitioners of the Burial Scripture up close~~"

Lin Yuexi thought to herself.

But all this requires her to break through to level four or above. Now she is even more looking forward to Lin Qingyun's early return.

…

Rumble——

On the Bloody Mountain, there was another thunderous explosion, and Lin Qingyun directly smashed a tree root coming from the front.

The entire Bloody Mountain became pitted and the ground was in a mess.

The Bloody Demonic Tree is still standing there, but it has a lot of burnt black spots on its body, and a few branches are broken.

Lin Qingyun and the blood gangster Demon Tree fought for hundreds of rounds, and both sides were exhausted.

But on the surface, Lin Qingyun still had the upper hand. At least he was not injured, but his demon power was consumed a bit too much.

"Little doll, why do you and I have to fight to the death~"

"I can forgive your offense. You can take those monster beasts away now. I promise that I will never invade their territory again..."

The blood gangster demon tree said in a hoarse voice.

"I don't."

Lin Qingyun simply uttered two words, and a smile with unknown meaning appeared on his face, which made the blood gangster demon tree become angry.

"Okay! Okay, okay..."

“If you don’t eat the toast, you will be fined with alcohol!!”

"Then the worst is possible, and I will kill you too!!"

The blood gangster demon tree shouted violently.

"If you think too much, you will be the only one who dies in the end."

"If I'm not wrong, you probably can't afford it..."