As soon as Ye Lingyue raised her hand, the coffin fell into Ye Lingyue's hands.

Different from the coffin in Yaochi Xianxie, this coffin has already recognized Ye Lingyue as its owner.

Ye Lingyue can easily change its size.

The large coffin, which was originally large enough to accommodate two or three people, fell into Ye Lingyue's hands and was only the size of a wooden box.

Ye Lingyue's consciousness moved, and she first carefully checked Chang Wu's injuries with white cauldron breath.

"As expected, the coffin in Yaochi Xianxie is even more mature than the coffin in Daxia."

After Ye Lingyue's white cauldron breath entered Chang Wu's body, it circulated along his blood and tendons.

Near Chang Wu's void consciousness sea, he saw patches of dark patterns that looked like ivy.

The originally silver-white sea of ​​void consciousness has now turned black, and a large number of weird underworld patterns are still being produced.

They are densely packed, like spider webs, tied together in the sea of ​​void consciousness.

Whether they are humans, gods or other alien warriors, the source of power in their bodies comes from the Dantian, and the next level up from the Dantian is the Void Sea of ​​Consciousness.

Chang Wu looked like he only suffered a knife wound, but the knife was actually carved with dark patterns.

The dark pattern followed the knife wound and entered Chang Wu's body.

They were initially hidden under the blood and skin, and even the alchemists with spiritual power could not detect them.

As time goes by, they enter the void sea of ​​consciousness.

The dark pattern has set up a dragnet in the void sea of ​​consciousness or the Dantian, so the void sea of ​​consciousness cannot produce power normally.

Chang Wu's body lacks strength, let alone being able to withstand knife wounds, and he will eventually die.

This is the function of the underworld coffin in Yaochi Xianxie.

On the other hand, in the Great Xia period, the underworld coffins under the control of Concubine Qing could only produce the underworld patterns on the surface of the human body, which made it easier to discover them.

If Ye Lingyue hadn't discovered the abnormal dark patterns in Gu Huang's body earlier, she probably wouldn't have thought that the source of Chang Wu's injuries lay in the void consciousness.

"You're lucky to have met me, otherwise even Daluo Jinxian wouldn't be able to save you."

Seeing that Chang Wu's aura was getting weaker and weaker, Ye Lingyue knew that he wouldn't be able to hold on for much longer.

She withdrew her white cauldron breath, and then began to mutter something.

The underworld coffin emitted a soft light, just like the moonlight, evenly falling on Chang Wu's body.

Bit by bit, those moon-white lights entered Chang Wu's body, quickly entering his blood and tendons.

The white light was like a large amount of debris, finally entering the void sea of ​​consciousness.

Those white lights seemed to have magical power. Soon after entering the void sea of ​​consciousness, the dark patterns that were densely covered in Chang Wu's sea of ​​consciousness fled quickly as if they had seen a scourge.

Soon, Chang Wu's body made a sizzling sound, as if something was struggling to get out.

Those cunning dark patterns hidden in the sea of ​​consciousness gradually appeared on Chang Wu's body.

His entire body was covered in black and blue, and he looked very miserable.

At this time, the coffin in Ye Lingyue's hand trembled again.

As soon as the coffin was opened, white light came out again.

After encountering the white light, the dark patterns on Chang Wu's body were all forcibly collected by the dark coffin with a few whoosh sounds.

Looking inside the underworld coffin, there are a large number of underworld patterns densely packed together.

Those underworld patterns are like countless little snakes, jumping wildly in the palm-sized underworld coffin, trying to escape from the underworld coffin.

Ye Lingyue glanced at the dark patterns, moved her palms, and put the dark coffin away with a snap.

Although the coffin obtained by Ye Lingyue has been refined and recognized as the owner of Ye Lingyue, it is still a very dangerous thing.

After Ye Lingyue got it, she also found that it was not fully mature and had no mature coffin. It was like a child crying for food and needed constant feeding.

What the Pianming Coffin eats is not ordinary food. It doesn't eat obsidian crystals, and it doesn't eat spiritual energy. What it wants to eat is the flesh and blood of living people.

Ye Lingyue also thought of some ways along the way, such as finding some death row prisoners or evil beasts to feed, but the coffin was always hungry and often ready to move.

This made Ye Lingyue very troubled.

Fortunately, Xiao Ding reminded Ye Lingyue midway, maybe he could let him eat Ming Coffin. Ming Coffin would be full and wouldn't be so noisy.

After Ye Lingyue sacrificed it just now, it smelled the smell of Ming Wen, was very excited, and swallowed Ming Wen in one breath.

There are quite a lot of dark patterns on Chang Wu's body. After Ming Coffin swallowed the dark patterns, he seemed to be very satisfied and started shaking his head, which looked quite cute.

"The little guy seems to like eating the underworld pattern?"

Ye Lingyue was surprised and very happy.

If Ming Coffin really likes to eat Ming Wen, then she has thought of a good way to feed her.

"Master, although this dark coffin from the Dark Territory has been purified, it is still very aggressive. Judging from its appearance, it may like to devour its own kind. If you can feed it to be stronger, we will meet you again next time.

There is no need to worry about the coffin in Yaochi Xianxie."

Jiuzhou Ding was also dumbfounded.

Those dark patterns are so evil that even the white cauldron's breath from the small cauldron cannot directly purify them.

Xiao Ding always kept a distance from them. Unexpectedly, Xiao Ming Coffin liked to eat those things the most.

It is true that evil people have their own evil people to deal with, and only the underworld pattern can be cured by the underworld coffin.

"If this is the case, it would be great. Next time, I can try it again. However, after all, I snatched the coffin from the Dark Territory, so it is better to be more cautious."

The day Ye Lingyue didn't know the origin of the Dark Territory, she never let go of her guard.

She planned that next time, she might try using the dark patterns on Ye Liuyun's body.

As soon as Ye Lingyue put away the coffin, Chang Wu groaned on the bed.

Looking at Chang Wu's face again, the ugly aura of death before leaving had dissipated.

His complexion has returned to normal, and his skin has a rosy smell. Even the bleeding, rotten and smelly wounds are healing quickly.

"This guy's physique is indeed strong. His wounds healed so quickly without using white cauldron's breath to treat him."

Ye Lingyue couldn't help but be secretly surprised when she saw it.

Chang Wu moved his body and opened his eyes.

In front of his eyes, a strange woman's face appeared.

The woman looked at him with a hint of consideration in her eyes and a half-smile on her lips.

Chang Wu's heart trembled, and he recalled in his mind that this person was the Gu Yue Hai female disciple who had called for help earlier. He turned over and sat up, shouting.

"It's you! Who are you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, outside the room, Qin Xiaochuan and Zhu Nianyu, who were still waiting for the results of Ye Lingyue's treatment, hurriedly opened the door and walked in.
Chapter completed!