Yun Yi smiled, his hand was already pointing forward, it was the divine coffin.Ye Wudao and the others stopped, they would not be completely underestimated, they had already looked at the divine coffin.Looking at it from a distance, the first reaction was that its coffin did not have any breath and could not sense anything.Ye Wudao still sneered, "This kind of thing is a bit weird, it doesn't have any breath, do you think that we can't judge its attributes if we can't perceive it, and call it an immortal eternal existence based on this?"
”"Stupid fellow, do you compare this kind of thing to the book?""
You can't even play with words."
The Confucian scholars were still angry and reprimanded.For them, if nothing is barely eternal, then nothing in the coffin of God at the moment cannot be called eternal.Because if the coffin of God is destroyed in this way, then the foundation of all that is not there will be no foundation, so what kind of house is there?
Moreover, this eternity and the other eternity are completely two different things.If the road of calligraphy is a road, what is the name of a coffin, how can this be compared.Yun Yi just smiled, "I don't need to play any word games, this is still an immortal and eternal thing, if you can let it be destroyed, I can give this city all of it." ”He said casually, Huangji City is not his territory, and he is not qualified to give it away.But the coffin is here, he can say that."
Look for the dead guy!"
That Ye Wudao finally scolded ruthlessly.These people claim to be Confucian and Taoist cultivators, although they are arrogant, their words are not too offensive, and they obviously can't help it at the moment.Brush!
The sword and Confucianism go hand in hand, and it is one of the Confucian students who takes the sword.The sword light fell on the divine coffin, and the divine coffin shook slightly, and the sword light became dim.Because the blade of the sword was obviously injured, the soul in the sword was also greatly frustrated.The Confucian was taken aback, and he quickly glanced at the blade, and there was only distress in his eyes.The rest of the Confucian students were also dumbfounded.Everyone is in doubt.Since they came at the same time as Ye Wudao, the hundreds of people here are actually not ordinary cultivators, but extremely high-ranking people in Hongmeng Academy, and many of them are patriarchs.On the contrary, there are very few students, and the natural combat power is also known, and the sword is one of the teaching aids.That sword and coffin have no lethality at all, it is indeed too weird."
This sword......
What's going on......
The Confucian couldn't bear it anymore, and after scanning the blade, there was only a black gas in his eyes.The sword was extremely damaged, and if you think about it, don't think about the second sword, whether it can be repaired or not is another matter."
I'd like to see what's so strange."
Another Confucian looked indifferent, and he walked out again.Before, it was still the breath of the scroll that was quite heavy, but by the time it was fully out, the breath of the scroll had been transformed, and it was carrying the intent of fire.Then the silent recitation in his mouth was obviously a scripture or something, and Yun Yi listened carefully to it was a heroic text that sprinkled the sacrificial fire.Bits of scripture floated out of its shell, and then headed towards the coffin, and the guy clearly wanted to use fire against the coffin.Yun Yi really couldn't help it, "Brother, you are more reliable than the fire method with the ice method!"
”There is really no point in playing this in front of him, an ancestor who plays with fire."
What are you afraid of?"
The Confucian scholar who recited the fire inscription did not speak, perhaps because he was too focused to be interrupted, but there was another Confucian student next to him.As a result, after a moment, those Confucian scholars fell silent one by one.With a sword, no one dares to treat the divine coffin as a complete thing, and at the moment Confucian scholars chanting the fire text, even if they don't have ten percent of their strength, they have to do their best.But everyone had seen and sensed that there was no reaction at all from the coffin."
Fire Bead Spell!"
After a while, the Confucian scholar converted the text of the fire sacrifice into the previous one.But there seems to be a poem of reciting fire mixed in with the heroic text, and the flame power will only become more amazing.Yun Yi glanced behind him, and many cultivators who were watching, including Hu Kai and the others, had tried their best to keep their distance.They had sensed the fire, and if they got too close, they would suffer."
Damn!"
Confucian Sheng was angry and reprimanded again, and it seemed that he still wanted to enforce some law."
Take it."
In the end, it was Ye Wudao who scolded.The Confucian also wanted to release the Book of Fire, but Ye Wudao forcibly stopped him, and the Confucian had to retract his momentum."
It's just a bit of a doorway, but how dare you call it eternal, since I'm not allowed to target it, that's it."
The Confucian was obviously unconvinced, and his mouth was still hard.He stepped back again.After retreating, he secretly wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and everyone could see what was happening.He was a little unconvinced, but also a little lucky.He wasn't sure what would happen if he went down further, but now he actually got his face back.Ye Wudao's expression was cold, he approached the divine coffin, and then his hand had touched the top of the divine coffin, and by this time, he had completely become cautious.At a glance before, he wouldn't put the divine coffin in his eyes at all, but now he wants to see the material of the divine coffin.He stroked it at the same time, his expression was still flat, "How can there be such a thing?"
”He muttered.Yun Yi didn't bother to pay attention to him."
Hmph, this heart is clear, heaven and earth, the sun and the moon can be seen, I can influence everything by cultivating Confucianism and Taoism, this is a ruthless thing of wood, stone and iron, how can I escape the education of Confucianism and Taoism......"
Ye Wudao said lightly.He doesn't recite any poems, he looks at the sky and seems to be really announcing the stars, of course he doesn't want to destroy the coffin, he just wants to sense the breath of the coffin.As long as you can sense the breath of the divine coffin, then you can naturally make a big fuss.This is the law of retreat.As he said, Confucianism and Taoism can perceive all things, and everything cannot escape the interpretation of Confucianism and Taoism.If he couldn't sense the breath of the divine coffin when he released all the Confucian qi, it might only mean that his cultivation was still too far from the real Great Confucian.Seeing Ye Wudao's breath, all the Confucian students looked solemn, and it could be seen that these people were extremely impressed by Ye Wudao's Confucianism and righteousness.Yunyi actually admires this guy a lot.It's a pity that he knows that admiration is useless.The Shenmu Sword is indestructible, and there is no way to hold the Divine Coffin.It's not that Ye Wudao is not strong, if he can unlock all the divine coffins, then Yuan Shaoqing's legacy cultivators will not come up with the operation of sleeping to obtain the law of immortality.The coffin can be easily destroyed and an egg can be born forever.Time passed, and those Confucian scholars who admired Ye Wudao extremely obviously gradually became entangled.It's just that the time is a little longer, and Ye Wudao's expression is getting more and more ugly, and his spirit is getting more and more tired.And the coffin didn't react at all.At this point, basically everyone can see that Ye Wudao will return with a feather, and there is no chance for him.A muffled snort came out, Ye Wudao had withdrawn again and again, and all those heroic righteous qi disappeared, and no one could catch them.And Ye Wudao's expression would only be extremely ugly.