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Why do you say that?

This is because Big Senior and I are both cultivators and Daoists, so we definitely know much more about the five elements than ordinary people.

When buried in the earth, the most taboo thing was to use metal objects like copper and iron to complete the burial. This was because the five elements resisted each other. Corpses in coffins were the most likely to undergo Corpse Transformation.

Therefore, in all the dynasties, no one had ever heard of using a bronze coffin or an iron coffin for burial, unless they had a deep hatred for the person inside. They wished that after his death, he would not enter the cycle of reincarnation and become a living corpse.

Thus, when Eldest Martial Brother and I saw this bronze coffin, we couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air. We retreated a few steps back, the further we were away from this bronze coffin, the better.

Right at this moment, as if it was purposely trying to scare us, the bronze coffin seemed to slightly shake, and a knocking sound came from it. In the quiet tomb chamber, it sounded very clear.

After the two knocks, there were even more terrifying sounds coming from inside the bronze coffin. It was the sound of fingernails scratching against something, and the 'crunch' sounds were very ear-piercing. Eldest Senior Brother and I were so shocked that we were both stunned on the spot, and for a moment, we didn't know what to do.

However, after a while, the eldest senior brother reacted and told me, "Not good! "There's a big guy in this coffin. Let's go and seal the thing inside, we can't let him out!"

With that, the Eldest Senior Brother rushed up and took out a few yellow paper talismans from his Cosmic Bag. He then stuck them all around the coffin.

I also know that this is no small matter, so I immediately rushed over and fished out the yellow paper talisman. After pasting it onto the bronze coffin for a period of time, we lived for a full seven to eight minutes, and after pasting dozens of yellow paper talismans on the coffin, we finally arrived at the front of the coffin.

However, the movements in the bronze coffin only stopped for two to three minutes before an even more ear-piercing crunching sound rang out. Hearing it, Eldest Senior Brother and I felt goosebumps all over our bodies.

The eldest senior brother took a deep breath and called out to me once again, "Junior Martial Brother, use the black line to arrange the corpse Subduing Lock to bind the thing inside this coffin."

Then, I hurriedly took out an inkstone and poured some black dog blood, cinnabar, and other extremely positive things into the inkstone. It's all used to control the transformation of corpses.

As Daoists, Eldest Martial Brother and I will be carrying these things that can kill demons every day, so we don't lack them.

I used black dog blood, cinnabar, and a child's urine to make ink according to a certain ratio. I still felt that it wasn't safe, so I used the wooden sword to cut my finger and dripped a portion of my blood. The Daoist Priest's blood, due to the hidden spiritual force, also had a certain restraining effect on the evil zombie, it was even stronger than the black dog blood.

After fiddling around for a while, I finished studying the ink and poured it into the Mo Dou box. Eldest senior brother then pulled out the Mo Dou thread and we both took a side before sealing the coffin.

Before the foundation was built, when there was no cremation, most people would be buried in the earth after they died. If a corpse was buried in a place where it was easy for it to morph, and if it happened to be moved to another place, then most Taoists would be able to see some clues from the coffin or corpse. At this time, what the Taoist needed to do was to seal the coffin, first with a symbol, and then with ink mixed with a special pure Yang object.

After completing the seal, it was only an initial stage. What they needed to do was to place the coffin in the fire and burn it along with the corpse. If the evil creature inside the coffin really turned into a zombie, it would undoubtedly become a great killing tool that would bring disaster to the village.

But now we are facing a bronze coffin. Even if we break the seal, we cannot burn this coffin. Even if we can burn it, we do not have anything that we can burn.

However, in this situation, we have no choice but to take it step by step.

The contents of this bronze coffin are definitely not as simple as ordinary zombies, because this coffin contains not only a eunuch, but also a eunuch who knows how to cultivate, just like a princess of the Ghost Fiend Palace. She knows how to turn herself into a purple-armored zombie, and who knows what kind of magical Tao technique the old eunuch of several hundred years ago used in his prosperous era would use to turn this coffin eunuch into such a cruel and merciless person.

The Eldest Senior Brother and I were in a mess, but our coordination was flawless. It took us half an hour to finish forging the seal on the bronze coffin.

After finishing all of this, the ink in the box just happened to be used up. Eldest Martial Brother and I gathered in front of the coffin again and stared at the bronze coffin. My two hearts couldn't help but beat wildly.

"Elder Senior-apprentice Brother, what do you think is inside this coffin? If it was a purple-armored zombie, would we brothers be unable to leave today?" I said anxiously.

"Even if it's not a purple-armored zombie, it's still very difficult for us to leave. We'll just have to take it one step at a time. It's our bad luck that we ended up in such a desolate place."

As the Eldest Senior Brother's voice faded, strange things happened again. Even though Eldest Senior Brother and I had stuck dozens of yellow paper talismans around the coffin, covering it completely and even sealing it, the sound of nails scratching against the coffin could still be heard.

"Creak! Creak!" The sound caused the hairs on Eldest Martial Brother and I to stand up.

The strange sound from the coffin made Eldest Martial Brother and I lose our confidence and involuntarily took a few steps back.

After a while, the sound of nails scratching against the coffin board became louder and louder. A gust of cold wind came out of nowhere and blew against the yellow paper talisman around the coffin, causing it to flutter noisily.