What Fang Tiannan and Meng Qingluo saw, in the cemetery of the Holy Land, all the wooden coffins were closed. This shows that before the two of them, there were indeed no cultivators and saints who had received the inheritance of the Holy Land, and they had never come to the current place!

In Meng Qingluo's words, in the real cemetery of the Holy Land, once the wooden coffin is opened by her, it will never be closed.

"In this case, then you should open the wooden coffins of those powerful sect masters in life. Fang Tiannan asked with some puzzlement, "Anyway, you need to open the three wooden coffins, no matter which one it is, the impact on the purpose will definitely be there." If it's good for you, why don't you choose the wooden coffins of those powerful sect masters?"

"Do you think that the inheritance of our holy land has gone through so many sessions, and every time, there is a saint who has been improved in the cemetery of the virtual space, so where does all this energy come from?" Meng Qingluo did not directly answer Fang Tiannan's question, but asked seemingly irrelevantly.

"This ,......" Fang Tiannan hesitated for a moment, but still said, "It should be from this real cemetery." ”

Then, the energy contained in each wooden coffin is actually a given. Meng Qingluo continued, "If you use a little, it will be a little less, and only after a long period of evolution will you be able to recover a little more." Therefore, the more powerful the sect master was during his lifetime, the number of times the wooden coffin buried in it was absorbed and used by the saint in the virtual space to improve his physique. And the more. ......”

"Well, I seem to get it a little bit. ......" Fang Tiannan's eyes lit up slightly.

As a saintess of the Holy Land, Meng Qingluo's consciousness is very sober!

Even for reasons related to her physique, she maintained absolute calm. As Meng Qingluo said, what Fang Tiannan pointed out, the closer to the largest wooden coffin in the middle, those sect masters were certainly the most powerful during their lifetimes, but after so many inheritances. I'm afraid of the remaining energy. Not necessarily the most!

According to Meng Qingluo's analysis, only the closer it is to the wooden coffin of the sect master of the current era, the more obvious the energy contained in it to improve the physique of the saintess!

Dream Qingluo before the time. I picked it. The wooden coffin of the suzerain who had his right arm broken three years ago. Luck has been very good......

"By the way, you should still be able to open a wooden coffin, right?" Suddenly, Fang Tiannan asked. In this way, your physique will be able to improve in the end. You can carefully discern which wooden coffin is the latest. ......”

"The material of the wooden coffin is up-to-date, but it is not necessarily the last sect master buried here. Meng Qingluo pursed the corners of her lips, smiled bitterly, and said, "In this cemetery, all the materials will remain in the state they first entered here. You see, there are so many wooden coffins here, if there is a difference between the old and the new, can you tell the difference exactly?"

"It's difficult. Fang Tiannan glanced at it, then shook his head with a wry smile.

"However, I do know that the sect master of the previous second session was a cultivator in the late stage of the Holy Emperor Realm. As if thinking of something, Meng Qingluo said, "It is precisely because of his existence that the Holy Land dared to start an all-out war with another first-class force, and won the final victory. So ,......"

"So, you opened two wooden coffins in the outer area in a row, just to try your luck, right?" Fang Tiannan seemed to understand Meng Qingluo's plan, "The choice of this last wooden coffin is the wooden coffin parked in the middle area?"

"Hmm!" Meng Qingluo nodded.

In all the wooden coffins, from the appearance, there is no reason to check the situation, Meng Qingluo first selected two wooden coffins in the peripheral area, and was able to meet the wooden coffin of the third Holy Land Sect Master in the previous few years, Meng Qingluo already felt very lucky.

In fact, even Meng Qingluo, who chose the wooden coffin without any purpose, got much more benefits than the saints of the past. One is to use the energy of the wooden coffin in the virtual space, and the other is to directly open the wooden coffin of the Holy Land Sect Master in the real cemetery, and the difference between the two is definitely very obvious.

What Fang Tiannan didn't know was that the previous saints, even if they had obtained the inheritance of the Holy Land, the strength realm that they could finally obtain was only at the level of the Saint King Realm.

As for whether it is the early stage or the late stage of the Saint King Realm, it depends on luck.

It depends on the amount of energy that can be used to improve the physique of the saint.

After absorbing the energy in the two wooden coffins, Meng Qingluo was very sure that she would have the opportunity to become the first saintess to break through to the Holy Emperor Realm! Of course, for the sake of insurance, the energy of the third wooden coffin chosen by Meng Qingluo must be more intense than the energy contained in the first two wooden coffins.

In this way, there are only two choices for Meng Qingluo!

The first is the wooden coffin of the Holy Land Sect Master that Meng Qingluo is looking forward to, and the second is the wooden coffin of the Holy Land Sect Master who has just died......

Fang Tiannan looked at Meng Qingluo's choice with some expectation.

In the current situation, Fang Tiannan can't help much. He didn't know much about the power of the Holy Land, so how could Fang Tiannan know what about the wooden coffin of the Holy Land's Sect Master?

"What's wrong?" Fang Tiannan couldn't help but ask curiously.

"I think my luck is good. Meng Qingluo said with a smile, "Even if there is no way to find it, my first goal has already made a new discovery." ”

"Oh?" Fang Tiannan also looked happy when he heard this.

"This wooden coffin belongs to the previous sect master. Meng Qingluo stretched out her finger and pointed to the wooden coffin beside her, and said quite affirmatively, "I still remember that when the sect master was building the wooden coffin, he specifically mentioned that it was necessary to engrave a bauhinia flower pattern at the bottom of the wooden coffin,......

"Is there anything special about this Bauhinia Flower?" Fang Tiannan's mind really couldn't think of any information about Bauhinia Flower.

"There's nothing special, it's just a relatively rare flower on the Northern Continent, and it doesn't even have any cultivation value. Meng Qingluo explained, "However, when the last sect master met the Holy Maiden, it was because of the bauhinia flower, so he ,......."

Meng Qingluo suddenly smiled, like a spring breeze, making people feel warm, "This bauhinia pattern is just for the previous sect master and saintess, it is more special." ”

"That's really good news. Fang Tiannan couldn't help but say in approval.

Even if it was the sect master of the Holy Land of the previous session, in terms of strength, it belonged to the middle stage of the Holy King Realm, but for Meng Qingluo, it was a victory, and the energy in the wooden coffin had not been absorbed by the previous saints. In this way, if Meng Qingluo can obtain the energy in this wooden coffin, she will definitely make ......

As Meng Qingluo checked the wooden coffins in the cemetery one by one, there was no way to identify which wooden coffin belonged to the previous two sect masters, and after Meng Qingluo finally chose the one with the bauhinia pattern as the last chance to improve her physique!

What Fang Tiannan didn't expect was that this wooden coffin, after it was opened, what was presented in front of Fang Tiannan was also a skeleton.

This is the previous Holy Land Sect Master.

At the time of its death, it should only be a year or two from now!

"Don't be so surprised, it's the cemetery of the Holy Land, for special reasons. Meng Qingluo explained, "As long as the Sect Master of the Holy Land dies, once he lies in the wooden coffin, the entire cemetery will not feel the breath of the Holy Land Sect Master, and he will take the initiative to close the wooden coffin, and then, in a very short time, he may absorb the blood and qi on the corpse and integrate it into the wooden coffin,......

It can be said that after Meng Qingluo opened the wooden coffin, it was the most normal to see a skeleton, if she really saw the face of the previous sect master, it was the scene that surprised Meng Qingluo.

And Meng Qingluo's body, after being shrouded by a new white light, the temperament of the whole person changed suddenly, and even, Meng Qingluo stood directly in front of Fang Tiannan, Fang Tiannan felt a trace of pressure......

"Shouldn't you become a cultivator so quickly?" Fang Tiannan pondered and said, "Moreover, the strength realm is not low?"

"What do you think?" Meng Qingluo's face had a somewhat excited expression.

Almost subconsciously, Meng Qingluo raised her right hand slightly, and immediately, there was a white halo that flowed to the tip of Meng Qingluo's right finger, and then, Fang Tiannan paid attention to Meng Qingluo's finger, and with a few flicks of it, there was a sharp light, which instantly shot out from Meng Qingluo's fingers,......

At the same time, Meng Qingluo was flying again, and her fingers flicked lightly a few times.

Soon, white lights hit out one after another.

And all the light was more than ten meters away from Meng Qingluo's body, and all of them converged together, and finally disappeared in an instant with a "bang"!

"How is it?" Meng Qingluo looked at Fang Tiannan expectantly, "My Qingluo finger, is it powerful?"

"Uhhh

Although, Meng Qingluo was like a joke, trying her own martial arts, and the attack power she displayed was shocking to Fang Tiannan. (To be continued......)