The whole sarcophagus instantly turned into a world of elves. Each tadpole article gave out different brilliance and gave out its own Taoist rhyme, flying to the stone tripod like substance.

They are arranged in an orderly manner, but they are not much like runes, but more like a repressive talisman.

Stone tripod suddenly quiet down, inside the heart no longer beat, the sound also dissipated.

After the sarcophagus lost tadpole Wen's suppression, the sarcophagus immediately became transparent. Chu Xuan clearly saw that he was in the starry sky, and was taken by the sarcophagus to fly quickly.

"What's the matter? I'm not in the channel. Why are there stars all around now, just like in the universe?" Chu Xuan's heart raised a question, confused.

After observing carefully for a moment, he found that he was indeed in the starry River, but why did there be a howl of ghosts in the starry sky?

After listening to the cave for a moment, chuxuan found that these shrill voices were coming from the other side of the starry sky, where they might be going.

"Is the sarcophagus a spaceship?" Chuxuan heart tremor, spaceship does not use fuel, there is no console, he has never seen.

However, the sarcophagus is indeed flying in accordance with a certain trajectory, which is too shocking and even more incredible.

Chuxuan can even see the golden tail flame of the stone coffin flying by in the dark and cold starry sky.

With a buzz, it became transparent. On the wall of the sarcophagus, a dazzling light was shining. Chu Xuan saw that the inside of the stone slab of the coffin wall was inlaid with the sacred animals mentioned in the classic of mountains and seas.

The lid of the coffin is Qinglong, and the bottom plate is Xuanwu. On his left side is Zhuque and on his right side is a white tiger.

The sarcophagus depicts a phoenix and a Kun Peng respectively.

These portraits were inlaid in the sarcophagus. Chu Xuan was amazed. It was hard to imagine how this could be done. The images could be portrayed inside the stone coffin. They looked natural, just like they were born to be.

"Are these patterns bred by themselves in the slate?" Chuxuan's heart out of a bold idea, but soon by his own brain hole laugh, self mockery: "how possible, if the stone can give birth to the beast, it is better to say that the sow can climb the tree."

He seems to have forgotten the legend that the stone gave birth to the monkey.

Looking at these lifelike patterns, chuxuan did not understand their significance on the sarcophagus?

However, looking at some meteors and space debris passing by from the sarcophagus, Chu Xuan felt very uneasy, especially when there was no companion around him. He was lonely and lonely when he was alone facing the cold, dark and lonely starry sky.

That kind of loneliness and loneliness arises spontaneously, just like a wild beast, can completely swallow people, without spitting out a trace of bone slag.

The only thing to be thankful for is that the temperature in the sarcophagus is constant and the spirit of immortality is dense, which gives him a trace of spiritual comfort.

But chuxuan knows that the temperature in the sky can reach below two hundred degrees below zero. If the sarcophagus cannot keep constant temperature, he will be frozen into ice lumps within half a second, and finally die.

In the face of the unknown and uncertain future, these immortals do not know whether to continue to produce, chuxuan does not know how long he can support.

I don't know how long the sarcophagus will travel in the universe, and where it will eventually take itself?

The only thing he can do now is to become a corpse and sleep in a sarcophagus.

But he couldn't sleep, and a cold tear ran through the corner of his eyes unconsciously.