Volume 2: Heavenly Sword Tomb Chapter 84: Yellow Spring Sharp Gold

  The golden coffin dug up by Jiang Feng was buried upright in the ground. Jiang Feng's long sword had already dug a large pit, and the golden coffin had also exposed a height of one person. However, judging from the appearance, the exposed part might not even be half of the golden coffin.

  At this time, a large number of monks surrounded them again. Jiang Feng also frowned and retreated several steps at this time. His long sword excavation work had slowed down a lot.

  The golden coffin is entirely gold, just like it was made of pure gold. However, the dazzling light can only radiate a few millimeters. Outside these few millimeters, there is a thick layer of black air. This black air is twisting and turning, occasionally revealing the golden coffin inside.

  "You're really a human treasure detector. Maybe in your past life you were a phoenix, otherwise how would you have such good luck? Don't forget to find me some great treasures next time." Lan Wu's voice came over.

  Just stopped Jiang Feng took two more steps back. His brow furrowed and said, "At this time, you still have the mood to joke around, this time you've gotten into trouble."

  "Or perhaps you think you can still keep this golden coffin?" Lan Wu said.

  Jiang Feng didn't speak, and took two steps back again. The long sword he controlled also slowed down its digging speed. This wasn't because Jiang Feng didn't want to dig faster, but the aura emanating from the golden coffin made him feel very uncomfortable.

  "Such a thick aura of death, could it be that this is the Yellow Spring Sharp Gold?" said a cultivator around Jiang Feng.

  "The yellow spring is sharp gold, and it's actually such a big piece. And it was even made into a coffin, I really didn't expect that."

  "If there is a person locked inside or a corpse, with the help of Huang Quan's sharp gold energy, it may produce a ghostly object."

  "There shouldn't be anything inside. Otherwise, one wouldn't let others dig their own grave."

  "What kind of damn luck did that kid have, how did he change three places and dug up something every time?"

  "I think his luck has run out. This Huang Quan Xiu Jin is the harbinger of this kid's death."

  As for the gossip of other masters, Jiang Feng didn't go to listen, and he wasn't easy to hear either. Now he was digging up that golden coffin with all his might. As for what material this golden coffin was made of, Jiang Feng naturally knew. Huangquan Xujin, this thing could no longer be said to be an ordinary object, it should be a celestial object. This metal, apart from being extremely hard, could also absorb the yin evil energy between heaven and earth on its own. It was absolutely the best choice for refining yin evil class artifacts. Moreover, this material could accommodate any attribute of the five elements, and could withstand any array or spell of any attribute.

  "You wouldn't want to use Huang Quan's sharp gold to practice sword, and then absorb the evil energy of Gui Jian. I advise you not to think too much." Lan Wu said.

  Jiang Feng did not respond, but Lan Wu had already sensed that Jiang Feng was reluctant to part with such a large piece of Huang Quan Xuan Jin. Asking him to hand it over would be like cutting off his own flesh. If he had been willing to hand it over, he wouldn't have continued digging.

  The long sword finally dug to the bottom of the golden coffin. Jiang Feng stretched out his hand and with a burst of strength, the golden coffin floated up from the pit. Although there was no array on the golden coffin and it wouldn't launch an attack on its own, the ominous aura emanating from it made Jiang Feng feel extremely uncomfortable.

  With a loud crash, the golden coffin was placed on the ground by Jiang Feng. Jiang Feng jumped up and stood directly on top of the golden coffin. The black air formed by the evil spirit of Huang Quan's sharp gold almost submerged Jiang Feng.

  "That coffin is solid, it's a whole block of Huangquan Xuanjin!" an astonished monk exclaimed.

  Jiang Feng also discovered that this golden coffin was solid. The golden coffin stood up, with a height of about 5-6 meters. If it were used to refine equipment, it would be enough to refine many magical treasures.

  "This fellow Taoist, are you willing to sell the golden coffin? I am willing to pay a high price for it." someone shouted.

  Following the direction of the sound, Jiang Feng saw the cultivators of Jindeng Sword Sect. Presumably at this time, only the cultivators of the nine major Tianmen would say such words of acquisition. As for other sects' acquisition, it's really worth considering whether it will bring disaster due to Huangquan Xujin.

  "This thing is not for sale, I'm keeping it because it's useful." Jiang Feng directly refused.

  "Fellow Taoist, this golden coffin is so large, even if you were to refine equipment, you wouldn't need that much. Why not just give up a portion of it?" The cultivator from the Golden Cauldron Sword Sect advised.

  Jiang Feng shook his head and said: "This thing is not for sale. If someone wants to take it by force, they can try now, I'm waiting here."

  The surrounding monks, many of them took a cold breath. The previous incense burner, Jiang Feng had said that if someone wanted to rob it, they should hurry up and take action. At that time, the monks thought Jiang Feng was joking. Now hearing this again, coupled with Jiang Feng's tone, the surrounding monks did not think he was joking anymore. He not only didn't fear others robbing him, but also openly dared all the monks here to do so.

  Many masters, after being surprised, are somewhat disdainful of Jiang Feng's actions. They all know that taking action at this time will definitely make them the target of others. Only fools or those with absolute power would take action.

  "Buddha's mercy is great. I implore the donor to think thrice. Do not bring about calamity that will cost your life for this piece of yellow gold." A voice rang out.

  As the voice appeared, a line of monks emerged in Jiang Feng's field of vision. The one walking at the front, who had just spoken, was an old monk with a kind face and eyebrows. Behind him followed over a dozen big and small monks.

  Jiang Feng joined his hands together, like an old monk returning a courtesy. He didn't know if the monks here were the same as those in the previous world, but anyway, it was better to have some etiquette than none at all.

  "Thank you for your advice, Master," said Jiang Feng. "But I've already made up my mind and won't change it."

  The old monk didn't say a word, nor did he have any reaction. Jiang Feng's gaze also shifted to the others. He looked around at the people surrounding him, and when his gaze returned to the monk, Jiang Feng jumped down from the golden coffin and put it away in his storage bag.

  "I know you don't dare to make a move now. It's either because you're afraid of becoming someone else's target, or because you're worried about losing face. If you want to fight, come anytime, I welcome you." Jiang Feng said with a tone as if he was joking.

  In short, it basically revealed everyone's thoughts. Many people were secretly laughing at Jiang Feng for not knowing what was good for him. Some cultivators were wondering if Jiang Feng had any trump cards. Some cultivators were thinking about when they would have the opportunity to make a move.

  This time, Jiang Feng didn't leave. After putting away the golden coffin, he sat down against that withered tree. The cultivators around him also didn't disperse completely. At this moment, all the cultivators in this area had been attracted by what happened here at Jiang Feng's place. All of them knew that there was something hidden within this area. Many people went to search for it.

  It won't be long before this area is thoroughly turned over by these monks. At that time, no matter what's underground, it'll all have to be dug up. Who knows, maybe even the tomb of the King of Thieves will appear.

  "How come you're still here? Don't tell me no one else has dug up anything?" Jiang Feng said, looking around at the undiminished number of cultivators.

  There were indeed many monks surrounding Jiang Feng, but there were even more monks digging things everywhere. These monks covered a wide area, and Jiang Feng felt that someone should be able to dig something up soon. When the time comes and attention is drawn over there, he will be able to find an opportunity to escape. However, it has been more than half an hour, but no commotion was found there.

  "If others can't dig it out, but you can, then you're done for." Lan Wu said to Jiang Feng.

  Jiang Feng was also very worried about this. He thought about how to escape in his heart, but there was no way for him to escape.

  "Daoist friend, don't just sit there, move around a bit, you might gain something." Someone shouted at Jiang Feng. From the tone of voice, it seemed like they were joking, but this wasn't actually a joke. The cultivators surrounding Jiang Feng were waiting for him to make another move.

  "Yes, don't just sit there. Let's also see the skills of our fellow Taoist." A monk shouted with a smile.

  Jiang Feng secretly thought to himself, "You think I want to sit here? I don't dare move. If I stay still, there's a chance of being caught and used as a human treasure detector. But if I move and dig up more things, won't that just lead to an even quicker death?"

  At this time, those who were digging holes everywhere found nothing. This couldn't help but make the monks think that Jiang Feng had treasure on him that could help him find more treasure. Or maybe Jiang Feng was very clear about what was here. Maybe he even knew where the tomb of the bandit king was. At this time, the number of monks surrounding Jiang Feng increased even more. The nine great heavenly gates also basically all focused their attention on Jiang Feng's location. How would Jiang Feng escape now?