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Chapter 359: The Strange Sound of the Stone Chamber


"who" Yun Yaoling was so nervous that she couldn't help but scream.

Hearing this sound, Yun Yaoling couldn't help but shudder.

His eyes fell on this stone chamber, but he didn't get any response.

Could it be her illusion.

Just as Yun Yaoling was confused, the laughter became more obvious.

Hahaha, the hoarse but somewhat confusing laughter slowly reached Yun Yaoling's ears, miraculously calming down her originally fearful mood.

"Who are you" This was a woman's laughter.

Although the laughter was a bit scary, Yun Yaoling felt that she did not seem to have any ill intentions.

"Oh you little one can hear my voice" As soon as Yun Yaoling finished speaking, the quiet stone room seemed to be quiet for a moment.

Then, a hoarse female voice gradually became clearer, with a hint of doubt in her voice.

"You can hear me."

Yun Yaoling said truthfully.

If she couldn't hear such horrible laughter, she must be deaf.

But if you think so in your heart, you can't say it with your mouth.

I don’t know if the owner of this voice is a human or a ghost, or where he is.

"Little one, how did you get here?"

the voice continued.

Unable to figure out what the sound was about, Yun Yaoling didn't hide anything.

He told the truth and told the owner of the sound everything he saw in Bai Yao Ling Yuan.

"I see, it seems you are the one I have been waiting for for a long time."

The hoarse female voice paused briefly, and then said with a hint of wistfulness, "Little guy, bring down my coffin."

As soon as these words came out, Yun Yaoling couldn't help but wonder.

Could this person be the owner of Bai Yao Ling Yuan?

Is it really that simple?

Seeing that Yun Rattle did not respond, as if he was thinking about something, there was a hint of urgency in his voice.

"Little guy, what are you hesitating about?

Don't you want the Baiyao Spiritual Garden outside?

This thing is a space for high-quality spiritual plants.

With this thing, all the spiritual things in the Baiyao Spiritual Garden will be yours."

What she said was very touching, but Yun Yaoling always felt that things were not simple.

How could there be such a good thing in the world?

Although the voice did not mean any harm to her, it was definitely not that easy to get a treasure.

Yun Yaoling shook his head, "No, senior, please forgive me for being a villain.

Your coffin is hanging in the air.

My cultivation level is low, so I cannot guarantee that there will be no danger after I remove the coffin."

Hearing Yun Yaoling's words, the voice let out a strange laugh, which sounded like sarcasm, ridicule, and sadness.

"Little guy, do you know who I am?"

How do I know who you are?

Yun Yaoling shook his head, with a hint of vigilance in his eyes.

"My name is Yun Ling."

"Sorry, senior, I have never heard of this name."

Hearing this voice, Yun Yaoling's heart trembled.

The owner of this voice actually had the same surname as hers, and the names were also somewhat similar.

However, forgive her ignorance, she really has never heard of this name.

"It's normal that you haven't heard of it, because my name disappeared from the world a hundred thousand years ago."

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The owner of that voice seemed to be recalling some bad memories, with undisguised sadness in his voice.

"Little guy, since you are here, it means that you and I are indeed destined.

Don't worry about me harming you.

My body has already perished a hundred thousand years ago, and there is only a trace of spiritual consciousness left here.

The spiritual consciousness will be dispersed.

I can't hold on for long.

What is stored in the coffin is the spirit dirt heart that I once guarded.

If you get it, you can get the inheritance of Baiyao Spiritual Garden and the inheritance I left behind.

But the premise is that you will.

You are my only disciple, Yun Ling.

I can never take another person as my disciple.

Can you do it?"

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