Chapter 55: Phoenix Perched on the Wutong Tree

The golden coffin was extremely heavy, and even several men in yellow robes could only push it slightly. Under the light of the fire, the men who opened the coffin had distorted faces and gritted their teeth. Veins bulged all over their bodies, and they used all their strength to push the coffin.

With a sound like thunder, the golden coffin was being pushed open little by little. However, the speed was quite slow, causing the eldest son of the Wang family to frown while waiting nearby.

The strong man in yellow robe standing beside the Taoist priest saw this and snorted coldly as he walked over: "They are all useless trash. Let me take over."

The sturdy man pulled away the people who were pushing the coffin and spat into his palm.

He was eight feet tall, with a broad back and broad waist, and arms as big as millstones. He had a majestic aura, an uplifting face, eyes as bright as the sun, and his every move showed the power of moving mountains. Just standing on the high platform, he looked like a god sending Tai Sui down to the human world.

Look at him standing firmly, holding the golden coffin lid tightly with both hands. He exerted force with his arms, like a tiger hunting, tearing the clothes he was wearing. Veins popped out on his face, and muscles all over his body were throbbing.

The heavy golden coffin gradually began to move as he exerted more force.

"Hah, ahhhhhh!!!" The yellow-robed sturdy man roared, and there was a loud thunderclap. The coffin lid, which was probably a thousand pounds heavy, was thrown high up, and then fell heavily to the ground.

It was like a bell ringing in front of the ear, and the sound of the impact spread to the ears of everyone in the tomb. Many people covered their ears in pain, feeling uncomfortable with the sound that sounded like thunder.

Even the golden coffin lid collided with the ground, and the splashed gravel and powder injured many people's faces.

Seeing the heavy coffin lid being lifted up and thrown out, the remaining survivors all felt weak. The thought of trying to escape was annihilated. When facing such a warrior, who could think that they could escape safely?
“If this kind of person were in the past, he would probably be a powerful general like Lu Bu.” Li Daoxuan observed this situation and had a better understanding of the strength of the sturdy man in the yellow robe.

If he could find someone to compare him to, he felt that the strong man who broke into the house that day might be comparable to this man.

"Just this one person is enough to defeat ten thousand men. Fortunately, I didn't use brute force to escape, otherwise I would have been dead." Feeling that the world is dangerous and that anyone can have such strength, Li Daoxuan is a little worried about his future and has a sense of crisis in his heart.

"If I can go back alive this time, I will never complain about Yan Chixia's strict discipline again." Li Daoxuan suddenly thought to himself, and he decided that if he could go back safely, he would definitely learn swordsmanship from Yan Chixia.

These two were both very good at external martial arts, and were both extremely strong. He couldn't survive without learning some swordsmanship from Yan Chixia. Although Uncle Jiu's external martial arts and boxing were also very powerful, they were still inferior to these strong men.

The golden coffin was opened, and the sturdy man in the yellow robe walked down panting.

He clasped his fists towards the Taoist priest and stood quietly aside.

At this time, the whole tomb was filled with a delicate fragrance, which was similar to that of osmanthus and lotus. Anyone who smelled it felt refreshed and clear-headed.

In the past, I was always drowsy and confused, but now it was as if I had turned on the high definition, and everything in the world became clear in my eyes.

Even Li Daoxuan felt that he was in better spirits, and his tiredness was mostly gone. The Qi in his body also circulated faster than usual.

"What, what is this? It's so magical!" Li Daoxuan was shocked by this situation.

He never thought that just smelling the fragrance could lead to such a big change in his whole being.

Where does this fragrance come from and what is it?
Thinking that the fragrance was only smelled after the golden coffin was opened, Li Daoxuan looked at the high platform. "To be able to have such a miraculous effect, the people and things in this golden coffin are not simple. It's a pity that they are occupied by these thieves and we can't see them." Li Daoxuan knew that the things in this golden coffin were peerless treasures, and he was afraid that even an old Taoist like himself would be tempted.

It was a pity that he was in danger, and this opportunity was nothing to him. Now he should save his life first, and then think about other things.

Knowing what he was going to do, Li Daoxuan naturally would not sit idle. He was very self-aware and knew when to stop. Perhaps it was because of this that he was able to adapt quickly after traveling to this world.

Know what you can do and what you can't do. Examine yourself three times a day, so that you won't be arrogant and lose your mind.

He had already figured out the Taoist's magic, and now he was just one step away. As long as he could make a breakthrough, Li Daoxuan could do something with the Taoist's sacrificial method. It might not have a big effect, but it could at least cause some trouble.

At this moment, a wild laugh was heard coming from the podium.

Li Daoxuan looked and saw the Taoist standing in front of the golden coffin, laughing with joy as he looked at the things in the golden coffin.

"Hahaha, it's just as I expected! God is helping me!! God is helping me!" The Taoist laughed happily, and the sleeves of his robes rose without wind. He stroked the golden coffin and admired the things inside.

When the eldest son of the Wang family heard the Taoist's loud laughter, he also came up curiously. He stretched his head to look into the coffin, but exclaimed and took a step back: "Hey, there is actually a living person in here!"

"Idiot." The Taoist glanced at the eldest son of the Wang family and cursed coldly. "Look again."

The eldest son of the Wang family looked again and finally realized: "Could it be a living dead? But how come he looks almost like a living person?"

"Do you know who this person is?" the Taoist asked mysteriously.

"Who?" the eldest son of the Wang family asked impatiently.

"Emperor Hongwu once had a son who was a treasure in his hand and a pearl in his mouth. Everyone knows that Emperor Hongwu loved killing in his later years, but few people know that if there was one person who could have survived, he could have stopped Emperor Hongwu from doing what he did. And this person was Emperor Hongwu's eldest son, Prince Yiwen Zhu Biao."

"Zhu Biao?" The eldest son of the Wang family seemed to be thinking about something, and then he looked at the man in the coffin and said in astonishment. "Does the master mean that this person is the Crown Prince Yiwen Zhu Biao?"

"You are not stupid." The Taoist nodded and smiled. "This man is the Hongwu Emperor's favorite eldest son - Zhu Biao."

"This, this is impossible. Didn't Zhu Biao die hundreds of years ago? The person in the coffin looks like he just went in. It's impossible that a hundred years have passed. By now, I'm afraid even his bones have turned to dust." The eldest son of the Wang family said in disbelief.

"You are just sitting in a well and looking at the sky, you don't know how big the world is." The Taoist regained his composure and said calmly while looking at the golden coffin. "Have you heard the story of the phoenix roosting on the phoenix tree?"

"Of course I've heard of this." The eldest son of the Wang family nodded in response. "Legend has it that the phoenix will only roost on the phoenix tree, but what does this have to do with Ming Crown Prince Zhu Biao?"

"It matters a lot." The immortal said with a smile. He stretched out his hand and took out a branch from the coffin.

"This thing is the royal poinciana tree."

(End of this chapter)