nine coffins

Chapter 190 The girl in white
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The snow is flying and covering the sky.

After exiting the hut, Amu walked a hundred feet away, then soared into the air, and was already several miles away in a flash, and then exhaled a foul breath.Secretly lucky, if it wasn't for the crazy monk, he might have died in the small shop at this time.

Inside the small shop.

Seeing Amu leave the shop, the crazy monk couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief.

"You take too much care!" The old man with white hair and hunchback said coldly at this time.

"How can I not care about your killing intent?" The crazy monk sneered.

"A spiritual holy demon cultivator, what if it is destroyed?" The white-haired old man with a hunchback covered his eyes with a copper rubbing pot.

"Hey! A holy demon cultivator?" The mad monk sneered, "That Wang Jue was holding the magic ring, and the girl was born with ghost eyes, all of them are related to the demon king! The monk just now is Wang Jue's disciple. Naturally, I want to defend it! And you killed him because of a guilty conscience."

"What a demon servant!" The white-haired old man sneered, "If I killed him just now, what would you do?"

"A servant for a while, a slave for life!" The crazy monk said proudly, "Friar of the Sea Desolation, who dares to underestimate the devil? Although I came from Brahma Temple, I have always been proud of the devil's servant. How bad is it?"

"If you really dared to kill him just now, I would have to fight to the death! Even if your soul is scattered, you must do your duty as a demon servant!" The crazy monk didn't hesitate at all.

"Sea Desolate Monster!" The white-haired, hunchbacked old man was a little helpless and could only say bitterly.

"Hey!" The crazy monk picked up the jug on the table and took a sip, "Don't talk about anyone! Although I'm on the list of monsters in the sea, I seem to be far behind you! Otherwise, how could you Trapped in a ghost town? How can I eat and drink for free here with you?"

"Why didn't you tell him the truth, but led him to the Immortal Ghost Sect first?" The crazy monk changed the subject.

"The truth?" The white-haired old man with a hunchback restrained his mind and said slowly, "You were also present in the battle of Qingcheng, but who can tell the truth at that time?"

"The legendary ghost coffin, the body of the Nine Yins that has not been seen for thousands of years, Wang Jue holding the magic ring, the girl in red with ghost pupils who can see through the ghosts of the three realms, the monk from the black water, and the mysterious heavy snowfall Afterwards, many people were missing, Baicheng was destroyed, and now it is snowing night and night! Although you and I have seen it with our own eyes, who can tell what happened back then? The only thing that is certain is the red Was the girl in clothes taken away by the people from Heishui?"

When the white-haired, hunchbacked old man thought about what happened back then, he even faintly despaired in his anger.I have endured for thousands of years, and my cultivation is as high as the sky, but now I am trapped in the vast snowy area.

The key is that a character like him who roams the sea and wasteland, even the scattered soul monks don't pay attention to him, unexpectedly is trapped by who.Because there was only a white shadow flashing that day, so the sky was covered with snow, and everything was imprisoned.

Now, he needs to use the power of the mad monk to break the restriction, otherwise, how could he endure the mad monk with his heroic nature?
After hearing the words of the old man with white hair and hunchback, the crazy monk also fell silent.Because everything the old man with white hair and hunchback said was true.

After a long time, the crazy monk said: "But you use the hands of that little monk to disturb the black water, and you end up killing people with a knife! If something happens to that little monk, Wang Jue reappears, the devil orders him, and the ghost coffin is spread across the seas and wilds. The Sea Desolation Divine State is bound to be in chaos. Once Ziyou City is angry, you can never get rid of the responsibility. And above the Sea Desolation, I am definitely not a demon servant!"

The old man with white hair and hunchback raised his eyebrows slightly, but he silently responded.

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But at this time, ten miles away, Amu stopped in the wind and snow and looked in the direction of the small shop just now, feeling puzzled in his heart.

Why is there such a small shop in this ghost town?Who is the mysterious old man with white hair?Why did the sea desolate monster, the mad monk, help himself?

Looking into the distance in the snow, Amu frowned slightly.

Strange to say, at this time, no matter how Amu's magic consciousness probed, he couldn't perceive the mysterious shop.

To Amu, that small shop is like a boat disappearing on the ocean.Let you come and go, but there is no trace.

Thinking back just now, Amu still has lingering fears.When the copper pot in the white-haired old man's hand flew towards him, Amu also sensed the endless killing intent, but he didn't know how to dodge it.

Facing old monsters with scattered souls or above, Amu can only catch them without any resistance.This is a gap that can never be crossed between absolute levels.

If it weren't for the crazy monk, Amu would have probably died in the shop at this time.The crazy monk saved Amu's life.

It seems that what happened back then was not just a matter of the Immortal Ghost Sect.The white-haired, hunchbacked old man might have played a disgraceful role in it, otherwise he would never have murdered him.

"We must go to the Western Black Narcissus Ghost Sect." Amu sighed. Although Liuzhen and Baicheng had been seen, the great battle 40 years ago was still an unsolved mystery.

Suddenly, Amu raised his brows, because the magic sense sensed that a monk stepped on the snow dozens of miles away in the vast snowstorm.But checking her breath, she was actually a woman.

Amu couldn't help but wryly smiled, it seemed that tonight was really lively as the white-haired old man said.

When Amu discovered the cultivator, he was already perceived by the other party.

In the wind and snow, white shadows flashed a few times, tens of miles away, only a few steps away.In an instant, a girl in white quietly stood ten feet away from Amu.

The girl in white was only seventeen or eighteen years old, ethereal and beautiful.A white dress, plain and elegant.The most peculiar thing is that a layer of faint white mist lingers around it, like a dream.

Amu was slightly startled, because the white mist was definitely not a vision of a monk at the spiritual level, but a strange kind of body-protecting true energy.

The body-protecting zhenqi is extremely cloudy and cold, even on this vast snowfield, Amu, as a middle-level Dzogchen monk of the Holy Spirit, can feel the biting coldness.

Compared with the cold energy of this white-clothed girl, the spiritual vision of the Snow Blade, the lord of Beihan Han Qianli, is nothing compared to the white-clothed girl's protection.

"What kind of aura is that? What kind of cultivation level is this girl?" Because the cultivation level of the girl in white clothes in front of him also made Amu unable to see through.

"Scattering soul?" Amu frowned again, Amu frowned a lot tonight, just because there were so many strange people that night.

Although it is said that a monk has reached a certain level, he has the skills to keep his face, and even his appearance does not change.However, with the appearance of a girl in white clothes who is seventeen or eighteen years old, it is absolutely rare for a monk to be at least at the level of scattered souls.

Although the eyes of the girl in white are cold, they are as clear as water, unstained by common dust. It is definitely different from the eyes of the old monster who has practiced for hundreds of thousands of years to see everything in the world, but a kind of absolute ethereal.

Amu can agree that the girl in front of him has only practiced for a hundred years, but her aura is extremely strange, giving people an inexplicable feeling.

"The sea is endless, and there are many monks. Could it be that they have cultivated some special method?" Amu secretly guessed.If it is true that he has practiced for less than a hundred years, he will have such a high level of cultivation, and Amudu will be ashamed of himself. "

"This brother invites you!" The girl in white nodded to Amu.Although the tone was a little cold, it was quite polite.In fact, according to the rules of Haihuang Shenzhou, Amu should probably call this girl a senior.

I just don't know if this girl can see through her own cultivation, so Amu clasped her fists slightly and said, "I've seen... girl!"

The long eyelashes of the girl in white flickered, her eyes swept across the vast snow field, and finally her eyes stayed in the direction of the small hotel.

A trace of imperceptible pain flashed in the eyes of the white-clothed girl, and she said after a while, "Little sister, dare to ask your brother's name?"

"I'm Wang Han!" Amu responded, but didn't ask the girl in white for her name.

"Brother Wang came from that small hotel?" Saying that, the girl in white pointed in the direction of the small hotel.

"Not bad!" Amu replied calmly and simply, as if there was no need to hide anything.

But Amu was secretly startled, his magic sense couldn't detect the small shop within a hundred miles of this ghost town.But now the girl in white can see the small shop at a glance?
At the same time, Amu's demon spirit spread all over his body, and the black vines were already floating under his arms.Right now, I don't know if this girl in white clothes with extremely high cultivation base is an enemy or a friend, or it's better to be cautious.

The girl in white nodded slightly, and then said meaningfully: "That's a rather strange little shop, isn't it?"

"Above the wasteland, there are all kinds of wonders! That little shop is really special." Amu's expression didn't change at all.

The eyes of the girl in white are as clear as water, passing through the boundless wind and snow, and looking towards the direction of the shop, the three huts and small shops, the purple light wine front, are indeed reflected in the eyes.

"Brother Wang, good technique!" The girl in white praised.

"Oh?" Amu was a little puzzled, could it be that the woman in front of her really couldn't see through her own cultivation, and she was still mocking herself.

The girl in white turned her eyes, scanned the hundred miles of snowy sea again, then looked at Amu and said, "Brother Wang, you know that this white city is a hundred miles in size, and it is a forbidden formation of immortals!"

"The Forbidden Formation?" Amu was slightly surprised.Because, even though Amu has the art of banning pictures, and Kuxinzi is a master of banning pictures, this is the first time he has heard of the so-called Immortal Forbidden Formation.

"That's right! Immortal Forbidden Formation!" The girl in white didn't seem to care about Amu's surprise at all, "The Immortal Forbidden Formation, as the name suggests, can ban true immortals. Now the Immortal Forbidden Formation in Baicheng, although it was arranged randomly at the beginning, is scattered You can't easily enter even the high-ranked Dzogchen souls. But I see Brother Wang, he can come and go freely within the big formation without being affected at all, which really makes my little sister admire!"

"It's just a mistake!" Amu's face was calm, but his heart was shaken.What he said just now seemed to be self-effacing, but in fact it was the truth.

Amu himself couldn't tell, he just felt absent-minded for a short time, and then the small shop appeared not far away.I walked into the shop casually.Then, come out casually.

"Brother Wang is self-effacing!" the girl in white said calmly, then changed the subject at random, "How about the old man and the plum blossom spirit in the small shop?"

"Eh?" Amu was slightly stunned, not knowing how this white-clothed girl knew about your white-haired old man and the essence of plum blossoms, let alone what he meant by the phrase "good".

"It's okay!" Thinking about the scene in the store, Amu could only answer like this.

"Okay!" The girl in white had a strange tone.Well, well, these three words were said very coldly, even with a murderous intent.

"Girl... but their friend?" Amu tentatively asked.

"Friend?" The girl in white seemed to have thought of something very interesting, and she couldn't help but sneered, "That's right! A friend from 40 years ago."

Hearing this, Amu's heart was shocked, but he couldn't understand the specific meaning of the girl in white's words for a while.However, Amu can be sure that the so-called 40 years ago is mostly related to the Allure War.

Suddenly, the girl in white asked Amu back: "Could it be that Brother Wang is their friend?"

Amu thought to himself, he almost died in the shop, where is his friend?
"It's just a chance meeting!" Amu shook his head and sneered.

A gleam of warmth flashed through the cold eyes of the girl in white clothes, she nodded, and said suddenly: "Brother Wang must have come here for the alluring battle 40 years ago, right?"

"Oh? How do you know that?" Amu remained calm.

"40 years ago, the great war shook the entire Northern Wilderness. But now Baicheng has become a ghost town..." The girl in white looked dark when she said this, "The monks who came here were not only because of the great war 40 years ago, but what else could it be? "

"That's right! I'm indeed here for the great war 40 years ago." Amu didn't continue to circle around.Because if the girl in white really knew the situation of the great war 40 years ago, she might be able to know some information about Master and Yu'er.This may prove whether the message of the old man with white hair and hunchback is true.

"Brother Wang, is it also because of those coffins?" The woman in white suddenly asked coldly.

"Those coffins?" Amu subconsciously repeated.Because since it is those, it is definitely not a mouthful.Those coffins naturally reminded Amu of the nine coffins that Master had mentioned.

"Nine coffins!" The girl in white said in a very flat tone, as if she was talking homely.But Amu's expression was always reflected in his eyes, and there was a strange look hidden in the quietness.

"Nine coffins?" Amu's expression changed suddenly.

(End of this chapter)