The cloud cover did not respond directly but said instead, "Sir, though you can see through the face cover we have on, you can still discern between life and death. You are truly a master of arithmetic."
Good young fellow, Old Gong remembers you. What's your name? Old Gong became interested.
"Bai Mo." The cloud cover nodded slightly in salutation.
"Alright, since both of you seem to have your story straight, where is the water mouth? Old Gong doesn't mind exerting a bit of effort." Old Gong spoke up directly.
Bai Mu raised his hand again, but pointed at the coffin. Of course, he did not point at the spirit transforming corpse.
"According to the surging water caused by vitality, it naturally lies in the place closest to vitality, in the coffin."
"Let's take a look?" Old Gong whispered to me.
I took a step closer towards the coffin.
At first, I didn't pay attention to the condition of the coffin bottom. I was only watching the lives and deaths of Jin Luo and others, as well as Old Gong, who paid no attention to it.
At this moment, I indeed saw that there was a clear spring at the tail of the coffin, about one meter wide, much better than that gas hole.
The water was extremely clear, even giving off a sense of warmth, as if the water was warm and had temperature.
"Brother, let me send you first."
My ears caught the words again, and it was the Bai Mo who bowed deeply to one of the cloud-covered monks, bending his waist completely, showing deep respect.
Not only Bai Mu, but the other three cloud-covered monks also bowed, making the scene appear very solemn.
The monk who was receiving the bow placed his right fist at his heart and nodded slightly.
He walked in front of the coffin, sat cross-legged, and made a strange incantation with both hands. It seemed he also whispered a few spells silently.
An extraordinary scene occurred. His aura became particularly tranquil, so faint that it was almost undetectable, as if he had entered some strange realm. He didn't seem alive as lively, yet he had a trace of vitality more than the dead. It truly seemed to be a state between life and death, just as Old Gong had said earlier!
"Start!" Bai Mu said again, and the others immediately stepped forward, standing by the coffin, reaching out to remove the white down from the corpse of the headless general!
Each root of down brought up was accompanied by crystalline blood and an extremely dense vitality!
The white silk thread tied to the corpses of the headless general and Jin Luo and others immediately thickened!
Jin Luo, and other martial monks, originally with their heads low, suddenly raised them. Their foreheads bulged with veins, and their necks, arms, and veins were almost bursting!
This was just the beginning.
After they had pulled off a large number of down feathers, they began to stab them into the body of the cloud-covered monk who was sitting cross-legged on the ground. Of course, they had stripped off the monk's clothes to make it easier for the feathers to pierce the skin.
As time passed, the cloud-covered monk was pierced with down feathers until he looked like a bird with feathers. Moreover, he had an extremely vivid color of blood, as there was too much blood on the down feathers.
The corpse of the headless general was bloodied, looking terrifying after the down feathers were forcibly pulled out.
The corpse, which was originally gentle, began to exhibit a strange transformation, starting to emanate an aura of malevolence.
The vitality in this tomb chamber was unprecedentedly strong. Not only did it overflow from the corpse of the headless general, but it was also emitted by Jin Luo and others in a secondary way. Moreover, it was emitted from the cloud-covered monk who had been pierced into a bird.
As if there was an additional hole in this place!
Old Gong fell silent abruptly. He had been nodding slightly, as if this method was something that broadened his knowledge.
Finally, the three people stopped by the sides of the coffin, in the back, as if they were preparing for the next move.
Bai Mu walked in front of me, took out a porcelain bottle, and said in a deep voice, "This pill can make them slightly awake later. When I remove the life core from the feather transformation corpse, their connection will be cut off. Taking this pill should allow them to hold on for a certain amount of time."
" Elder, you should know what to do." In his words, Bai Mo also looked at Old Gong.
"I don't need you to teach me how to do things." Old Gong rolled his eyes before saying: "They want to exchange the cat for the emperor. When a few old bald guys wake up, we'll jump into this water cave. Follow us down, maybe the lowest part will be water, but there should be no big problem. The Yang Dragon is almost dead, but the Yin Dragon is safe and sound. It will only leave."
Old Gong's words were equally profound, but I understood what should be done.
I opened the porcelain bottle in my hand, pouring out a dozen or so pills. They looked lustrous like jade, full of luster, and emitted a strong scent of medicine.
Just looking at these pills made me think that Old Gong wouldn't leave without a gain. The pills he had taken from Ji Qi's home were still in the ghost niche, being studied.
There was basically a consensus that these people practiced alchemy and made medicine by using corpses as raw materials.
However, now there is no other choice.
During this period, Bai Mu leaped in and landed on the corpse of the headless general in the middle of the coffin.
He took out a short knife from his hand, which was of a very special material.
Then, he pierced the abdomen of the body with the short knife, easily slicing through the skin.
The tenacity of the feather-transformed corpse was definitely not simple. Previously, Ding Ruipu was almost indestructible with weapons and armor, but it took the help of Gao Tianjian to kill her.
The material of Bai Mu's short knife must be very special.
The sound of flesh being cut was subdued, and his hand was then inserted into the abdomen of the corpse, accompanied by a faint, sticky squishing sound that made one's heart uneasy.
However, Old Gong kept his head raised. He occasionally glanced at Bai Mu and looked up at the one gas hole, muttering something to himself.
I could hear clearly that he was saying: "Why hasn't it come down?"
I did not overlook this potential hazard either.
They treated the corpse in such a way that even if the spirit from the mountain didn't return, those in the upper tomb room should have come down by now, shouldn't they?
We must face a deadly battle at that time! We can only leave this tomb chamber unscathed after that!
But why wouldn't that part of the spirit come down? To ignore the humiliation of its own body?
In the thick noise, Bai Mu extracted a round bead with a whole body of milky white color, about the size of a pigeon's egg, from the abdomen of the headless general's corpse!
This is the corpse pill that Old Gong and Wu Jinuan had previously discussed!
A vast and dense vitality surged, dispelling all the gloomy aura, making the cave warm and pleasant.
"I see..." Old Gong muttered.
I knew he had figured something out.
The next moment, Bai Mu leaped out of the coffin and came to the side of his fellow monk who was sitting cross-legged and pierced into a bird. He raised his hand, clamping the man's chin, causing him to open his mouth.
Old Gong's eyes showed a moment of longing and reluctance, constantly chewing his lips, as if about to drool.
The lustrous corpse pill slipped smoothly into the mouth of the cloud-covered monk.
The tomb chamber seemed to shake silently, and the monk was as if he had become a new feathered transformation corpse, with vitality continuously spilling out!
Suddenly, the white silk thread on Jin Luo and the other martial monks broke off. They stumbled and swayed as if they were about to fall forward.
"Quick, give them medicine!" Bai Mo immediately reminded me!
At the same time, he exerted force to pull the feathered monk towards the coffin.
The cloud-covered monk on the coffin grabbed the feather-transformed corpse and pushed it forward, causing it to pass the feathered monk and fall into the water hole. The feathered monk stood straight in its original position while the corpse sank down!
The water level is visibly dropping!
"Let's go!"
Bai Mu called out again, and an instant later, a cloud-covered monk leaped into the water hole without hesitation!
