nine coffins

Chapter 230 1 Years Past ([-])
When Amu first joined the Northern Cold School, Han Qianli once said that 7000 years ago, the seven peaks in the north of the town disappeared overnight, and since then the black mist has filled the air.According to the training of the ancestors of Beihan, all sentient beings are not allowed to enter the cold plain.

Presumably this was all the method of Mo Lang and Ku Xinzi back then. Since nearly ten thousand monks were required to sacrifice, then the former monks of the Northern Cold School of the Zhenbei lineage must have made sacrifices.

"There is no other way, so that the Sea Desolate China will not suffer catastrophe..."

Having said that, the painstaking son in black didn't say anything more, but his cheeks were tense, and the pain on his face couldn't be more painful.As for the real body of Kuxinzi sitting cross-legged, although his eyes were closed all the time, two teardrops fell from the corners of his eyes.

"The souls of the disciples of the northern lineage of Beihanzong Township cannot be reborn. Except for me, all of them were imprisoned in this black mist by Mo Lang and me. I am a sinner of the Beihanzong, and I never dare to admit that I am Beihan. My son!" The voice of the bitter boy in black was extremely dry.

"Take the disciples of one line in exchange for 7000 years of peace and joy in Haihuang Shenzhou. I think if the Beihan disciples of Zhenbei's lineage know about it, they will definitely not blame you." Amu comforted.

"These are the fates of the Northern Cold Sect on the karma wheel!" The bitter boy in black looked up at the direction of Tianzang Peak, and said again, "If I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell!"

"Now I am the successor of the magic coffin, but what is the magic man?" Amu asked again.When Master Wang Jue let the coffin into the sea, he never said anything about Mo Lang and Mo Lang Ling.

"Magic Lang Ling, Demon Lang's Order. All the demon servants of Haihuang, seeing that Mo Lang Ling is now the deity, must completely obey orders! Every demon servant of Haihuang has made a blood sacrifice oath. If you violate it, you will be wiped out in an instant! It's just that After 7000 years, there is no news from Mo Lang. I have never seen Mo Lang Ling again!"

There was a hint of sadness in the tone of the black-clothed painstaking son. Perhaps for a demon servant, there was too much loneliness and confusion in the past 7000 years without seeing his master.

"Your master Wang Jue, I really don't know who he is, but since he can give you the magic coffin, he must have a close relationship with Mo Lang. Maybe the order of Mo Lang is also in his hands."

Amu nodded, he had been thinking about this too, but he was at a loss and had no idea.

There was a moment of silence, and the painstaking man in black looked at the colorful world formed by the vast cold plain and the seven peaks in the north of Zhenbei, and sighed again:

"Sea Desolate China has been peaceful for 7000 years, but the days of peace and happiness are probably coming to an end!"

"Oh?" Amu also looked around, puzzled, "Senior, now, this natural moat seal seems to be better than before, why did senior say so?"

The painstaking son in black shook his head and said: "No! Everything in the Three Realms has its own cause and effect! Although ten thousand has passed, the cause and effect between Taihuang Gate and Ziyou City has not yet been exhausted."

"A change in the Taihuang Gate?" Amu asked keenly.

Heiyi painstakingly nodded and said: "As the successor of the demon coffin, you have already appeared in this world. In the Northern Wilderness Competition a few days ago, Tianhuangmen was ready to move. The so-called soul cultivator Qingkui is actually a former Taihuangmen The possessed puppet with the power of scattered souls, I have collected a ray of remnant souls, but I can't find the location of the scattered soul monks. On the surface, Murong Huang's identity is the highness of the Great Murong Dynasty, but the real origin is very strange, it is me I can't see through it either. Guessing that the Taihuang Sect must have preserved a certain amount of power in those days. After nearly ten thousand years of recuperating, I'm afraid it will make a comeback!"

Amu thought for a while and said: "If that's the case, Ziyou City will definitely not sit idly by!"

"That's right! On the day you left the magic coffin enchantment, Jin Feng, the sage envoy of the Phoenix clan in Ziyou City, came to the world suddenly, and he has already warned all the forces on the sea wasteland in the way of Ziyou City! The door, can you retreat in spite of the difficulties!" Hei Yi said painstakingly.

"The way of Ziyou City?" Amu asked.

"Jin Feng, the sage envoy of the Phoenix clan in Ziyou City, sang the song of separation and hatred, and all monks at the level of scattered souls on the sea can hear it!"

"Song of Sorrow?"

"It's an ancient song that the celestial girl Huanhua sang many times that day. No one knows who made it, and they definitely dare not say it lightly. It's just that when the song appears, it represents the celestial girl Huanhua!"

"Song of Lihen? Lihen!" Amu didn't ask the specific content of the song of Lihen, but something seemed to flash in his mind, but it was fleeting. It was a ray of memory inheritance of the God of War, but it was incomplete , no memory.

The painstaking son in black didn't pay much attention to Amu, but continued:
"Besides the Taihuang Sect, the various things you experienced in the Desolate Soul Secret Realm seem to be even more bizarre and inexplicable. The Demon Cultivator Xiao Luo is actually the same as Murong Huang, and everything about the Demon Lord is so absurd. Then Almost beyond the bounds of the Sea Desolation Divine State. For nearly ten thousand years, the Emperor of Taihuang has been hiding in hiding, and now he has appeared in Beihuang Baicheng. All this indicates that the storm is coming! The days of turmoil in the sea wasteland may not be far away Yes. For 7000 years, there has been no trace of the celestial girl Huanhua. Since that day, Mo Lang has also disappeared. Now I have only seen you, the descendant of the magic coffin, but not Mo Lang Ling. Your master Wang Juexuan is also mysterious, I don’t know What is the relationship with Mo Lang! It's really hard to sort out all kinds of clues!"

After saying this in one breath, the black-clothed painstaking child couldn't help but frowned slightly, and then he untied the gourd around his waist, took a big gulp of wine, and let out a long breath of foul air.

"Now the situation is complicated. If the white-haired old man in the hotel is really the emperor of Taihuang, then he must have his own plan to point you to the Western Black Water! The Western Black Narcissus Ghost Sect has always been very strange and unfathomable. Sea Desolation Although the Seven Great Immortal Sects are not as good as the Taihuang Sect back then, they are definitely not something you can enter and exit casually. However, as you said, whether it is your sister and master, or Han Qianli, it is worth your trip to Heishui. This black Water and his party, no matter how dangerous it is, it is imperative!"

"That's right! Senior, no matter whether the western black water is a mountain of swords or a sea of ​​flames, or an endless hell, Amu will also make a breakthrough!" Amu said firmly.

The bitter boy in black knew that Amu was determined, nodded and said: "Back then, Mo Lang was brilliant and invincible in the Three Realms. I expected that the magic coffin could be passed into your hands, so there must be nothing wrong. However, your fate is in my opinion." Impenetrable. It’s just that you have to make complete preparations to go to Heishui! Originally, I could go with you, but now everything is confusing. If I’m not here, I’m afraid I can’t do it myself!”

The old man that the black-clothed painstakingly spoke of was naturally his real body.Last time, Jin Feng sang the song of separation and hatred, aroused the nature of the ancient demon, and almost broke out of the seal, but he was quickly recalled, otherwise he really couldn't suppress the ancient demon.

"The junior understands!" Amu said.

"Now, you have brought the remnants of the coffin, but you can't mend the coffin! The remnants of the coffin you got now were sealed under Tianzang Peak by Mo Lang himself that day. However, within this desert , I don’t know how many pieces of wood there are in the coffin. On that day, Mo Lang came to the sea again, and the coffin was already broken when it came out. As for how to repair the coffin, no one knows. However, since the magic coffin The coffin is inside your pill sea, and there is a piece of remnant wood in the coffin to protect you, plus all kinds of heaven-defying things on your body, although you are currently only a high-level spiritual saint, but monks below scattered souls want your life. Ascend to the sky. But if you meet a monk of the scattered soul level, you will have no resistance at all. Cultivating the soul and dispersing the soul, although they are both in the soul state, are very different. That is an absolute difference in essence."

Amu knew that what the black-clothed painstaking son said was true. In Baicheng that day, when facing the mad monk Tianxiu, the white-haired old man and the mysterious Murong Haiqing, Amu felt the absolute gap in strength. It was not any magic weapon. what can be made up.The high level of soul cultivation, Dzogchen, is definitely the limit of Amu's combat power now, and there is absolutely no guarantee that he will win the battle.

"The high-level Dzogchen of scattered souls, you can have a nine-fold clone, almost earth-shaking, and it is definitely not something you can resist. Amu, you still have to improve your cultivation, and it is best to have more means." Hei Hei Yi Kuxinzi continued.

Amu frowned. He knew that he possessed a lot of magic weapons against the heavens, but due to the constraints of his realm, the power he could display was limited. He muttered for a while and said, "Senior, I want to revive that ancient beast!"

Amu will never forget the murals he saw in the Black Demon Palace in the Secret Realm of Desolate Soul. The demon venerable holding the magic coffin is invincible in the three worlds with a smile.

And the wild soul ancient beast is the demon king's pet, its power can be imagined.And according to the inheritance of the God of War King, Amu speculated that as long as the resurrected wild soul beast, even the master of the robbery realm would not be the opponent of the eternal beast.

However, Amu knew that only the cubs of the Wild Soul Beast could be resurrected now.Dacheng's wild soul beast, I don't know how many years it will take.

"Resurrection of the Wild Soul Beast?" The bitter boy in black frowned slightly.

Many things about Amu in the secret realm of the wild soul are beyond Ku Xinzi's cognition.So bitter son in black didn't know much about resurrecting the wild soul beast.

"According to what you said, it's the most vicious beast in ancient times. Are you sure you can control it?" the black-clothed sweetheart asked a little worried.

"Senior, don't worry, as long as its resurrection is successful, Amu will be [-]% sure to control it! Because the spirit of the wild soul is the soul of the ancient beast, as long as the junior is completely refined, the resurrected wild soul beast will be born with my blood, recognize me Master." Amu said.

"Since you are sure, then do as you say! However, there is a Big Dipper sealing the sky formation on Zhenbei Peak, and the ancient beast must not be resurrected, otherwise, once it seduces the ancient demon, I will definitely not be able to suppress it !"

"Yeah!" Amu nodded, planning in his mind where to revive the wild soul beast.

Originally, Amu didn't think so much, and really planned to resurrect the wild soul beast on Zhenbei Peak, but now it seems impossible.However, such a major event as the resurrection of the wild soul beast must not be found in a random place.You must know that the aura released by such an ancient monster when it is resurrected is by no means something that ordinary lands can bear.

"Amu, I will provide you with a place to go, which is absolutely safe and reliable! Moreover, you can practice there for a while, and then you can go to Heishui in the west!" The black-clothed painstakingly thought of a place.

"Where? Senior, please tell me!" Amu said.

"Northern Fairy Sea!" The black-clothed painstaking child smiled faintly.

(End of this chapter)