Chapter 483 Taking Away the Black Coffin

Yes, Chen Zhixing handed over some of the bits and pieces on his body to his eldest disciple Wang Lin. The main reason was that he didn’t know how long he would be away this time, and he couldn’t be without the cultivation resources for the two children.

As for the entire family assets of the Ziwei Chen family, this is just the beginning! You should know that the savings and reserves of the Ziwei Chen family are all controlled by his fourth uncle Chen Tianchen. Even after his fourth uncle abdicated and handed over the position to Chen Zhaosheng, his fourth uncle was still reluctant to let go of this financial support. The head of the family, Chen Zhaosheng, and Chen Zhixing, who was still at the peak of the realm at that time, still lived a life of receiving family subsidies every year.

In other words, except for some resources that Chen Zhixing obtained himself, the rest of the bits and pieces on him were all "subsidies" from the Ziwei Chen family to this outstanding cultivator in the family.

Chen Zhixing had only been in charge for a few years, but he already had such a rich fortune. When you think about the fact that the Ziwei Chen family was in charge of almost all the states and counties in the Southern Region, the little spiritual stone he had in his pocket was just a few days' income for the entire family.

In a few days, hundreds of millions of spirit stones were spent.

If it were Chen Zhixing's previous life's currency system, it would be tens of billions of RMB! And this was just his share.

Although Chen Zhixing received the highest amount, Chen Zhaosheng, who was one level lower than him, only had some high-level resources and was not much behind in terms of spirit stones. As for the family worshippers who were one level lower than Chen Zhaosheng, there were more than a dozen people who were receiving the money.

With such a terrifying reserve of spirit stones, one can imagine how terrifying these noble families who control a state or even multiple states are.

When ordinary cultivators were paid in spirit crystals (one spirit stone equals one hundred spirit crystals), Chen Zhixing's annual salary in spirit stones was eight million yuan. Money or no money was just a small matter to him who came from a noble family. When he reached his level, the resources he needed could not be bought with spirit stones alone. In view of this, Chen Zhixing could say responsibly that spirit stones were just numbers to him and should not be taken seriously at all.

What is really important is personal cultivation, ability, the experience accumulated when interacting with others, and of course the various mysterious Taoist methods and immortal imperial weapons!

Compared to these things, spirit stones really just exist as a form of energy. They are useless but indispensable. They are very useful, but that's all.

This kind of knowledge and mentality can be said to be the consensus of many children from aristocratic families in the Tianxuan Realm.

Wang Lin, who grew up in the Ziwei Chen family, and Chen Zhixing's silly son, had not experienced this kind of baptism. Chen Zhixing left these to them in order to teach them this lesson.

"So, why do people tend to calculate more and worry more as they get older?"

Holding the small green bottle in his hand, this time Chen Zhixing did not choose to enter the secret realm by incarnation of his thoughts. Instead, after greeting the old lady, he chose to come to the location of the black coffin in his real body.

"Sure enough, if you don't see something of this level with your own eyes, you won't be able to perceive its mysteriousness from the records and images."

It was a pitch-black forbidden area. Even though there was sun in the sky, the area where the black coffin was located looked like an area stained with ink to Chen Zhixing.

There was no sense of crisis, only spiritual perception, similar to the slight touch brought by receiving the mark of the Snow Demon King before.

Chen Zhixing knew that this black coffin was infecting him again.

Instead of touching it rashly, Chen Zhixing looked around for a while and came up with a slightly strange answer.

"It's really just an ordinary coffin."

"Yes, this coffin is just an ordinary coffin. Maybe the materials and specifications seem to be much higher, but there are no traces of formations, laws, true spirit imprints, etc. on it. It can be said that what really infected my Snow Demon Clan was not the coffin itself, but the remaining aura of the previous owner in the coffin."

The second generation Snow Demon King appeared beside Chen Zhixing and repeated to him in a reminiscent way: "When I was a child, my mother once told me that the reason why our Snow Demon clan ended up like this was not because we violated any taboos. It was not like that!"

"Well"

"The reason why we have become like this is because we have come into contact with the aura of the owner of the black coffin. As the price of this contact, we have been transformed by this residual aura into our current appearance. This is a very mysterious thing. If I must describe it in a way that you can understand, do you know what a ghost is?"

"The accomplice who assisted the tiger?"

"Yes, some demon tigers that have become spirits and have had opportunities do not need to do anything after killing people. The souls of those killed by them will spontaneously gather around the tiger demon. The situation of my snow demon clan is actually similar to this kind of ghost form. Of course, the principle may be more advanced."

"But you are not dead."

"Yes, we are not dead. This is different from the existence of the minions." Having said this, a trace of sadness flashed across the eyes of the second generation Snow Demon King: "I was also confused about this for a long time, until I figured it out a little bit."

"What."

"A tiger passively creates ghosts because it needs ghosts to harm people for it, but a coffin passively creates snow monsters like us. So what do you think is its purpose?"

"To guard the grave?"

"Probably. Gravekeepers are just like the emperors of the mortal world ten thousand years ago. After their death, they all had a hobby of having people build imperial tombs for them. Because of the gathering of workers responsible for building the imperial tombs, a large city will be formed around the imperial tombs after they are completed. Our Snow Demon Clan is like the workers who built the imperial tombs for mortal emperors. Although we guard the tombs for them, we are not necessary for the owner of the coffin. They will not even consider our presence and the difficulties they need to face. We who have been infected by them can only let the outside world reject us. Generation after generation are willing to guard the mausoleum for them. Haha, gravekeepers, what an appropriate adjective."

"Okay, if you have any sentimental comments, you can say them later. Now let me put this coffin away."

However, after observing for a while, Chen Zhixing found that there was nothing magical about the coffin, and finally he had the confidence to put it tightly inside the small green bottle.

But before he could do anything, the second generation Snow Demon King interrupted him.

"Wait a moment."

"Hmm?" Chen Zhixing turned his head to look at him.

"Are you sure that if you do this, it won't affect this snowy plateau and my Snow Demon clan?"

The second generation Snow Demon King did not forget the main business. After interrupting Chen Zhixing's action, he said directly: "As you know, my Snow Demon Clan has always relied on this black coffin for existence. If the black coffin is rashly collected by you, I am afraid that the Snow Demon Clan will be in trouble."

Will there be any problems? That's a good question.

Chen Zhixing rolled his eyes and sighed speechlessly, "Will the ghost who accompanies the tiger change after the tiger monster dies?"

"." The second generation Snow Demon King choked when he heard this, and after a moment he exhaled and said, "It's okay, you can do it."

Chen Zhixing nodded, and then began to use the absorption power of the small green bottle to gather the black coffin.

However, this did not go smoothly.

Perhaps it was because the level of the black coffin was too high, or perhaps Chen Zhixing was not the real owner of the little green bottle. Facing the little green bottle's collection, the black coffin did not move at all, but the reaction it gave was minimal.

On average, it takes about ten seconds for a wisp of black air to be absorbed from the black coffin by the small green bottle.

"Can't suck it?"

Chen Zhixing frowned slightly when he noticed this situation. To be honest, he had made sufficient mental preparations before coming. Even if a powerful monster jumped out when he chose to retract the black coffin, Chen Zhixing would not be surprised. What really gave him a headache was the current situation.

The rank of the black coffin is too high, and it is difficult to be properly condensed into the small green bottle.

The second generation Snow Demon King sighed slightly when he saw this.

"It will work. The black air you collected is actually the breath left by the original owner of the coffin. Once you have collected all the black air here, the influence of this black coffin on the Snowy Plateau will no longer exist. However, judging from the current situation, this process may take more than ten years. This is not too long. Both you and my Snow Demon Clan can wait."

For the second generation Snow Demon King, a mere ten years of waiting would bring him the day of freedom. This was a very cost-effective deal. During these ten years, he could also prepare the Snow Demon Clan trapped on the Snowy Plateau for freedom, so he hoped to maintain the current situation.

But Chen Zhixing didn't want to wait.

"Ten years? That's too long!"

As soon as he thought of it, four clones stepped out of his body and walked to the four corners of the black coffin.

The second generation Snow Demon King was shocked when he saw this: "What are you going to do!"

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"What? Of course, put this coffin away!"

As soon as Chen Zhixing finished speaking, four thoughts with tremendous power grabbed the four corners of the coffin and exerted force at the same time.

"drink!"

The sound of the earth breaking, accompanied by noises like the howling of ghosts and gods, began to echo across the plateau. The pure darkness that had been lurking around the black coffin seemed to be awakened by Chen Zhixing's actions at this moment, and began to cover the direction where Chen Zhixing was madly.

"Quick! Retreat quickly!" The second generation Snow Demon King was shocked when he saw this. Although he didn't know what that darkness was, his spiritual sense told him that he must not be contaminated by that darkness, otherwise something terrible might happen to him.

But retreat?

Chen Zhixing's eyes shone with divine light, and the Dharma body of Emperor Ziwei of the North Star appeared around him. The only difference from usual was that this time, this Dharma body also held a small emerald green bottle in his hand.

"I've been waiting for you! Suck it for me!"

Chen Zhixing's Ziwei Dharmakāya is such a huge Dharmakāya body, so how could the small green bottle held in his hand be so small?

It can be said that at the moment of darkness, the small green bottle held in the hand of Emperor Ziwei turned into a huge mouth that could swallow the world, and took in the darkness in one gulp.

After a moment, the darkness dissipated and the starlight faded.

Chen Zhixing was still holding the small green bottle, but at this time, inside the small green bottle, which had been arranged into a small world of a small cave, the abdomen of the small statue of Emperor Ziwei located in the center was now occupied by a ball of black air.

Um.

Chen Zhixing was not so aggressive as to use his own Dharma image to devour the black air. Instead, he mobilized the incomplete Ziwei Dharma image that Wang Lin had previously collected in the small green bottle. Ziwei Dharma image and the small green bottle had the same origin, so it was just right to use it to collect the black air in the black coffin.

But "this coffin can't be moved after all?"

After the black air was completely gathered, the black coffin was still fixed in the same place. Even though his four thought incarnations tried so hard that they trampled many big holes in the ground, they still couldn't lift the black coffin.

Wait, a big trap? Chen Zhixing narrowed his eyes, and then, under the horrified gaze of the second generation Snow Demon King, a sly smile appeared on his face.

Then he saw the four incarnations of thoughts no longer touching the black coffin, but began to dig downwards along the bottom of the black coffin.

In almost a breath of time, the land under the black coffin was hollowed out! As the black coffin fell, Chen Zhixing, who had been prepared, used the power of the small green bottle to put it into the world in the bottle.

He succeeded!

But Chen Zhixing didn't feel surprised at all.

This black coffin was just an ownerless thing. If he couldn't take it away no matter what he did, then wouldn't he be a waste? As for why the black coffin had been placed here for so many years and no one had taken it away?

On the one hand, it is because of the protection of the black air, and on the other hand, there is also the magic of the black coffin itself. If there is no storage item of high enough grade in hand, and it is replaced with ordinary storage items, the storage items will be burst by the black coffin the moment it enters!

Of course, the main reason is not the above two.

As if he had realized something, Chen Zhixing closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing for a moment.

“This power of exclusion”

At this time, Chen Zhixing was already the master of one Dao, and he had a clear sense of the rules governing the operation of the world.

At this moment, he clearly sensed that if he was not already the master of a path and one of the agents of the world's rules, then after getting the black coffin, he would never be able to leave this snowy plateau.

The Snowy Plateau is a prison! But the prisoners in this prison are not the Snow Demon Clan. The real owner who is imprisoned in this plateau by the world is this black coffin! In contrast, the Snow Demon Clan, who find it difficult to leave the plateau, is just because they are contaminated with the breath of the black coffin and are rejected by the world consciousness. They are not real prisoners. Otherwise, Chen Zhixing's mother would not have had the opportunity to leave this plateau.

But even so, Chen Zhixing discovered that he could not carry the black coffin with him for too long. If he kept it for a long time, it would not be long before the world would form another cage called 'Star Sea Plateau' around him, the Taoist master, and would be used to imprison him again.

"So, this black coffin has violated the Heavenly Laws, and is being targeted by the rules of the Profound Heaven Realm?"

After opening his eyes and realizing all this, Chen Zhixing sighed helplessly.

It seems that this time, he has no choice but to leave.

(End of this chapter)