After a rough fight, Ye Bai led the two of them up the bronze sacred tree.

Although Ye Bai can bounce hundreds of meters on the sacred tree in one breath, it's a different story when the golden abacus comes up.

The bronze tree branches vary in thickness and are extremely difficult to climb.

Jin Abacus slipped several times and almost fell from the sky.

In the end, Ye Bai couldn't bear it anymore and could only climb up with his master on his back.

Without the drag of the golden abacus, the three of them quickly reached the height of about 100 meters above the bronze sacred tree.

There are artificial planks here, and a bronze coffin is placed on this floor.

Last time, Ye Bai used his spiritual consciousness to detect an ancient man who was still breathing in the coffin, which shocked him.

When I came to the bronze coffin, the living ancients were still there, their chests rising and falling.

I didn't take a closer look last time. This ancient man was not tall and had a young face. He was probably about sixteen years old.

The young man is still holding a sword tightly in his hand.

Jin Abacus found the southeast corner, saw the remaining candles and said, "Apprentice, the descendant of Faqiu did not lie. Your master really came here and tried to open the tomb."

But Jin Abacus shook his head again: "Master, master, why have you never mentioned such a big tomb in Qinling to me..."

After Jin Abacus lit the candle, Qi Xiaohei couldn't wait to lift the coffin lid.

The bronze coffin was tightly sealed, and Qi Xiaohei pried it three times before lifting the lid.

There is indeed a young ancient man with a white face lying in the coffin. Judging from his face, he is still alive.

The two of them didn't quite believe it when they heard Ye Bai say it before, but now that they saw it with their own eyes, it was really incredible.

This young ancient man was at least a thousand years ago.

Qi Xiaohei was brave and took out the boy's sword.

Pull out the sword, the cold light is shining, it is a rare sword.

Ye Bai took the sword, looked at it for a moment and said: "It should be from the Northern Wei Dynasty, and the material is similar to the weapons of the mute army."

The golden abacus held his chin; "So, this young man has really lived for more than a thousand years. Is it because of the bronze coffin?"
Chapter completed!