Taoist night sword

Chapter 260 259: The Man in the Coffin
In Yangshi, Zhongzhou, in a secret room in a manor deep in the wild forest, a long and shrill scream suddenly sounded.

Soon someone opened the secret room, and saw the patriarch who looked young at first, with pale hair and a face like old tree bark.

This is what Fa San Dao Xiao looks like!

The Patriarch held his head and screamed. On his body, there were two shadows that were about to split and collapse.

And while he was screaming, he also seemed to be trying hard to maintain his yin spirit.

"Master, master, what's wrong with you, who hurt you?" A middle-aged man hugged the old man and asked anxiously.

"Ah ah ah..."

"Ah ah ah..."

"Dongzhou, a Qi refiner wielding a sword killed me..."

This dream gentleman persisted for a month under the treatment of his disciples with various miraculous medicines, but in the end the Yin spirit was still scattered.

The Yin God scattered into this wild forest and turned into countless nightmare monsters.

"Who, exactly who killed Master?" A monk with a strong aura circled his eyes like black smoke.

"Dongzhou Sword Refiner? Who is it?"

This is the question in the minds of the monks of the Dreaming Sect in the wild forest.

……

Yuan Song came out of the underworld, like getting out of the water to the land, his eyes were closed tightly, bleeding, he only felt two needles stuck in his mind, the hot The pain was tearing apart his consciousness.

He knew that he had to get medical treatment quickly to be able to survive, otherwise, this injury might kill him.

It's just that he is a different kind, and he doesn't have any friends, so everything can only be done by himself.

So he set out to save himself.

He looks for food everywhere, and he has a secret method of eating to heal his injuries.

What he eats is not spiritual fruit or leaves in the mountains, but the heart and liver, so he has nothing to fear and no taboos.

Among the secret food methods he obtained, there is the method of eating human liver to heal injuries.

……

Chen Jin just lingered in front of the painted wall for a while, thought for a while, and then began to draw a door on the painted wall with a brush. The door was wrapped with runes, and when the runes were drawn, the gate was lit.

He also saw that he took out a paper figurine, and the paper figurine was thrown from his hand, turned into a paper figurine scholar, and went straight into the door.

Lou Jinchen saw that the paper figurine had already appeared on the painted wall.

The paper figure scholar walked towards the coffin, and after only a few steps, the color of the paper figure suddenly changed, as if he had stepped into the water, the paper figure was soaked, and Chen Jin's control over the paper figure also followed the paper figure's control. Wet and start to disappear.

The paper figurine melted quickly and fell limp to the ground.

Chen Jin suddenly had a feeling of suffocation. He felt a strange force invading his own Yin God. He seemed to see himself melting and limp like the paper man.

Even though he was holding the protective umbrella and wearing a cassock, he still couldn't block this force.

The weak connection between that power and him through the paper figurine had infected his Yin spirit when he wanted to feel more about the situation in the painted wall.

At this moment, he wanted to make a sound, but found that he was like a paper man, unable to make a sound at all. At this moment, he panicked, he felt like that paper man, so powerless.

For a split second, he couldn't tell whether it was himself or the paper figurine, as if he had come to the painted wall by himself.

He tightly restrained his mind, restrained the spirit of Yin, and said silently: "The mountains and rivers are in the heart, suppress the demons and calm the mind."

At the same time, he wanted to draw out his sword. The sword technique he practiced was called Zhanhui sword technique.

The special feature of this sword technique is that the connection between human beings and other living beings is regarded as the mutual understanding of spiritual wisdom, which is like encountering wind and rain, like seeds falling into the soil.

It is the beginning of everything from fantasy to reality.

Therefore, this sword is able to cut off this purpose, and cut off the false roots formed by this kind of wisdom.

He pulled out his sword with difficulty, and every time he pulled out a point, it seemed that he had exhausted a hundred percent of his strength.

He persisted, not daring to call out for someone, he was afraid that he would die instantly if he just relaxed a little bit, if this was the result, it would be useless to call out for someone.

At this moment, he heard a faint sound of sword groaning in his ears, and then his gloomy spirit, from the dark thoughts, had a ray of light to cut through the dampness and obscurity entangled in his body and mind. dark.

The light was as bright as moonlight, as if there was a smear of moonlight, the clouds above the nine heavens broke through and illuminated the mountains, rivers and the earth.

At this moment, the power of Chen Jin's mind instantly revived, like a person who took a breath, like a fish that accidentally jumped ashore and finally returned to the water. At this moment, he finally pulled out his own sword and swung it instantly. out.

The sword light flashed across the void in front of him, and then it was retracted into the umbrella handle.

The sword intent seems to penetrate into the dark nothingness.

Then in Chen Jin's yin spirit, the delusion that seemed to be growing and occupying his entire yin spirit body turned into a rootless vine, quickly withering.

Chen Jin turned her head involuntarily and looked at Lou Jinchen. Even though he was a yin god, he still felt like he was about to take a few breaths.

What he saw was Lou Jinchen's slightly squinted eyes, and he said, "Just now, I felt that something bad was happening to you, and I could only use sword intent to break through a layer of your yin god light, and I dare not go too deep into it. , for fear of hurting you."

"Thank you, third brother, for your help. Third brother is quick-witted. Your sword just broke the opponent's magic bondage, allowing me to draw the sword." Chen Jin said with lingering fear.

Wang Qiaoyi was a little dazed, he didn't know that Chen Jin almost died just now, but when he saw Lou Jinchen suddenly draw his sword in front of Chen Jin, almost swiping it close to his Yin God, he knew something might have happened. thing.

Listening to their conversation now, I understand a little bit.

"Uh, two priests, can I say a word?" Wang Qiaoyi said nervously.

"Oh, what's the best opinion of Master Wang?" Lou Jinchen asked.

"I think the painted walls here are extremely weird, why do we have to go in? I, I think this place can definitely be called a fierce place." Under Lou Jinchen's gaze, Wang Qiaoyi, for some reason, had a tension.

I always think about how powerful and domineering Lou Jinchen was in the dream before that.

"If Head Wang has any scruples, why not go back and don't take risks with us here. Speaking of which, if we are really in danger, I'm afraid I won't be able to take care of Head Wang." Lou Jinchen said.

When Wang Qiaoyi heard it, he felt that it made sense. He should go back and not participate in such a thing.

Here, I may die if I stick to it, or get hurt if I stick to it, and I am simply powerless to struggle and resist.

It's just that he didn't think about leaving just now, because he was afraid that if he knew about these two people, the other party would not let him go.

"My ability is low, but I can't help you two. I'm afraid it will become a burden." After Wang Qiaoyi finished speaking, he said goodbye and left.

Neither Lou Jinchen nor Chen Jin cared about his going or staying. After Wang Qiaoyi left, they looked at the painted wall.

This painting wall is extremely quiet, as if nothing happened, but neither Lou Jinchen nor Chen Jin will forget the terrible scene that happened just now.

The door that Chen Jin painted is still there, faintly glowing, but at this moment it looks like a door of great evil, a door of terror.

"I'll go in first, I want to see what's so scary about this former head of Qiu Chan Academy." Lou Jinchen said.

Chen Jin felt a little nervous. Just now his paper figurine went in and died without warning, and the strange magic was stretched on him, which almost made him die too.

To be honest, he still has lingering fears at this time.

He couldn't help but said: "If my predictions are correct, Gao Quanzong should have reached the sixth realm. After he reaches the sixth realm, he may have problems with his practice just like you did before, and he has to be secluded here."

"Maybe he sealed himself, maybe, he has become a big devil now, do we really want to go in?" Chen Jin felt a bit of shrinking back at this moment.

Lou Jinchen pondered.

"Besides, your current practice problem seems to have been solved. Even if it is not completely solved, I think you have captured the solution. Maybe we don't have to take this risk anymore."

"Gao Quanzong left the book at Qiuchan Academy, perhaps, just to let people find him and then release him." Chen Jin said.

"In that case, forget it." Lou Jinchen said.

He also had a feeling, as if he was standing close to the ice cellar, and the coldness in front of him was like a fire.

So, Chen Jin went forward, wiped away the door, and then took a deep look at the sarcophagus in the painted wall, and then the two left the cave.

Just after they left the cave, the coffin in the painted wall suddenly moved, as if someone pushed the coffin lid from inside, and the coffin lid moved back.

In the silent cave, there was the friction sound of the sarcophagus lid moving back.

"Crack, click..."

A hand protruded from it.

That hand was pitch black, it was the hand of a corpse that had been dead for an unknown number of years, but it was still wet.

That hand slowly pushed open the coffin lid, and then crawled out from inside.

When he poked his head out of the coffin, he could be seen with a pair of blood red eyes and haggard hair.

His eyes looked beyond the painted wall.

……

Wang Qiaoyi walked out of the mountain anxiously all the way.

He was chased into the mountain before, and later he caught up with Lou Jinchen and Chen Jin. Now he is in the depths of the Lingling Mountain, and he walked all the way out, trembling with fear.

The coldness in the Buried Spirit Mountain is worse than other places, and it is also darker than other places.

Walking in this mountain, he felt a cold feeling.

Suddenly, a cloud of shadows rushed towards him in the darkness, and he was caught off guard and caught right.

He only felt that a coldness invaded his body, and was about to struggle when he heard the ringtone in his ears, and then his consciousness was shaken, and then the coldness invaded, and he fell into an ice cellar.

A person holding a streamer came out from the shadows, wearing a bamboo hat and surrounded by infant ghosts.

As his bell rang, 'Wang Qiaoyi' turned and walked towards the cave he left.

I saw his body fluttering, flying among the rocks, walking crookedly, and occasionally crawling with his hands as his feet.

Finally, he returned to the cave again, he didn't see Lou Jinchen and Chen Jin, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and then he entered the cave, so he saw the coffin in the painted wall opened.

There was a person who looked like a wet corpse, standing in front of the painted wall, looking out, when 'Wang Qiaoyi' saw the bloodshot eyes of the other party, suddenly he couldn't move, and then his Yin God It's like the body is melting.

From the Yin God of 'Wang Qiaoyi', a baby ghost drilled out and ran towards the outside of the cave, and quickly returned to the side of the demon king outside the cave.

The Evoker Demon Lord turned around and left without any delay.

It's just that the baby ghost that came back began to melt, and it seemed to be contagious, and the other baby ghosts began to melt together, and flew away in the wind like fly ash.

The Evoker Lord was startled.

He was startled when he saw the person in the painting wall through the ghost body of the baby ghost 'Wang Qiaoyi'.

At this time, the soul-swinging bell in his hand rang, and then all the baby ghosts fled in all directions, and he was alone in one direction.

However, before he ran far, he already felt uncomfortable in his body.

Then he felt like he couldn't breathe.

He did not enter the yin world with a yin spirit, but a yin world with a physical body. Because of the special cultivation method, his physical body has already adapted to the yin energy of this yin world.

Immediately afterwards, he found that his flesh and blood seemed to be being deprived and scattered. He tightly restrained his thoughts and tried to save himself, but found that there was nothing he could do.

Then, something seemed to grow in his consciousness.

A gust of dark wind blew, and the soul-calling banner and soul-dangling bell of the soul-calling demon king fell to the ground.

A pitch-black crow flew out from the body of the Demon King of Soul Evocation. The crow had extremely evil intentions and its eyes were bloodshot.

All the way to fly into the cave.

But in the cave, the wet corpse on the painted wall was standing where Chen Jin had painted the door before, and was constantly painting there with his hands.

He is copying Chen Jin's handwriting.

Finally, after dozens of times, a faint door appeared from the painted wall, and the wet corpse in the painted wall came out through that door.

It's just that the door was not as transparent as Chen Jin's painting. When he came out of the door, he seemed to be squeezed by a powerful force. He squeezed hard and moved out inch by inch.

It's like a person who was buried alive, crawling out from the ground to the ground.

He squeezed hard from the door, his eyeballs seemed to burst, and finally, one of his hands came out.

Then the shoulders, and then the head arched outwards, finally, half of his body came out, and after half of his body came out, the other half of his body soon came out.

The moment he came out, he looked back at the painted wall and said with a smile: "Gao Quanzong, you want to seal me here, but you didn't expect a junior from your academy to come here? Hehe! I will repay you well .”

A pitch-black bird flew in from outside the hole and landed on his shoulder.

He walked out of the cave, and soon came to the side of the demon king who summoned souls, and then picked up his soul-swinging bell and soul-calling flag.

He looked around again, and then headed towards the depths of Buried Spirit Mountain.

That direction was exactly where Lou Jinchen and Chen Jin were going.

He felt that in the depths of the Burial Spirit Mountain, an unspeakable mysterious inspiration was growing. This was a heaven and earth inspiration, and where there was such a thing, there must be a heaven and earth spirit treasure.

Even if there is no spirit treasure, there must be a heaven and earth spirit fruit.

(End of this chapter)