nine coffins

Chapter 496 Missing love, a confusing mystery

Purple clothes and lamps, faint shadows.Time flies, and 200 years have passed.

On the stone bed of the cave mansion, Amu's physical body has been completely solidified and recovered as before, but he has not yet awakened.

Han Bingyi's face was still beautiful, but slightly haggard.Han Bingyi's expression was gentle, his eyes were full of love, and he didn't see the youthful coldness in the past.

Amu's eyebrows and eyes have actually been engraved in Han Bingyi's heart.

However, on the holy mountain of the Three Realms, for 200 years, Han Bing has been by Amu's side day and night, but he still can't get tired of seeing Amu's face.

Once, after nearly 300 years of waiting and anticipation, Han Bingyi finally saw Amu again.Although Amu has been in a coma, for Han Bingyi, he is already very satisfied.

The real Amu is naturally far better than the consolation of the Forget Soul and Worry-free Grass.

At this time, outside the cave, a small black bird suddenly flew in.He has black feathers and white neck, and black eyes are shining, but he holds a jade cup in his mouth.

"Crow!" Han Bingyi smiled slightly and raised one hand.

The little black bird retracted its wings and landed directly on Han Bingyi's palm.At the same time, Han Bingyi took the jade cup, which contained half a cup of Wannian Spiritual Dew from the cracks in the rocks behind the holy mountain of the Three Realms.

In the battle of the overthrow of hell, Amu's body was scattered.Leng Yu took the cold ice and went into the mountain because he wanted someone to take care of Amu.

Leng Yu asked Han Bingyi to go to the back mountain every day to absorb half a cup of spiritual dew and give it to Amu. After 200 years, Amu will be able to recover his physical body, and after another hundred years, Amu will be able to wake up.

Now, 200 years have passed, and Han Bingyi serves Amu to drink spiritual dew every day, and Amu has indeed recovered his former physical body.

For 200 years, the first 100 years, Han Bingyi has been picking up the dew in person, and then feeding Amu drop by drop. A hundred years later, a little black bird suddenly flew out of Amu's Tianhu Fairy Bracelet.

Back then, when hell was destroyed, Ya'er was also affected, but at a critical moment, Amu included Ya'er in the Tianhu Fairy Bracelet.A hundred years later, the crow recovered and flew out by itself.

In the past, Han Bingyi had already seen all kinds of things in front of the Brahma Temple in Leng Yu's ice mirror, and everything seemed to be there in person.Shen Yan, Ya'er, and Han Bingyi are no strangers.

"The thought of my life is only to stay on the left shoulder of the king, to accompany the six paths, regardless of reincarnation." That may really be Ya'er's wish.

Looking at the little black bird that landed on Amu's shoulder just after waking up, Han Bingyi knew that everyone had their own satisfaction and also their own pain.

Since then, Han Bing felt grateful in his heart, and the little black bird picked up the spirit dew every day, and then she fed it to Amu.

From time to time, Han Bingyi would also talk to the little black bird, and the little black bird would tilt her head and look at this woman who was also in purple, just like when she was listening to Amu in Mengjia Village.

After taking the jade cup, lightly touch the ice with the jade finger, and the drops of spiritual dew are shining like stars, as well as the sincerity of the ice to Amu.

Although, in the past 200 years, such actions have been repeated countless times.With the cultivation base of Shuijie Shangjing, he will not make the slightest mistake in such trivial matters, but every time, Han Bingyi is extremely serious.

Drops of spiritual dew slowly fell between Amu's lips under the guidance of the cold ice and jade fingers.

The first drop is completely immersed, and the second drop will fall. Han Bingyi's eyes and heart are full of Amu.The little black bird tilted its head, quietly watching Han Bingyi's movements, his eyes were dark and bright, but without the slightest emotion.

It is transformed by a crow, but it is not a crow after all.Sometimes, Han Bingyi would think, maybe the crow is the happiest, because there is no desire, no desire, no feelings and no thoughts.

Unless dead, she can reside on the left shoulder of her beloved.

Half a glass of spiritual dew, eat up!Crow sleepily curled up on Amu's shoulder.

Han Bingyi wiped the corner of Amu's mouth lightly with Xianpa. In fact, there was not a drop of spirit dew left there.According to the tenderness in Han Bingyi's eyes, these 200 years have been the closest time between her and Amu.

Maybe, Amu will never need her protection again; maybe, Amu will never say "Watch me to kill someone" to her again; maybe, Amu only has a purple dress in his heart now.

However, no one can erase the time Han Bingyi spent with Amu in his heart.Han Bingyi's fingers gently caressed Amu's forehead, eyebrows, cheeks, and lips.

At this moment, Amu is her heart, her soul, everything about her.Han Bingyi leaned over and lightly kissed Amu's lips, but it was branded in his heart.

A tear rolled down, and then the ice fell on Amu's arm, and fell asleep sleepily and peacefully.

Han Bingyi knew that she still had 100 years left.And just like that, it really is another 100 years.

300 years passed like water. 300 years of gunpowder smoke, all gone.The vast sea, the endless sun and the moon, maybe many people don't care about these 300 years?
Only, the purple clothes, when Amu was about to wake up, retreated like light smoke without leaving a trace.Perhaps the only thing she can have is these 300 years.

When Amu Youyou woke up, there was only the little black bird on his shoulders, not the purple dress.Han Bingyi uses her own absence to express her love without regrets.

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Everything in the Blackwater Sanctuary drifts away with time.The Holy Mountain of the Three Realms, the iron-locked bridgehead, and the wind and snow can be seen faintly.

A man stood with his hands behind his back, as if he was looking at the holy mountain thousands of miles away.

Dressed in Tsing Yi, with a handsome face, but his brows are slightly furrowed, it is Amu, the successor of Mo Lang.On his shoulder, there was a little black bird, but at this moment, the little black bird's head was deeply inserted into the feathers.

300 years have passed, and it has been three full months since Amu woke up.Amu is ready to leave, and there are many things waiting for him to do.

At this time, Leng Yu walked out slowly from the back mountain.Looking at Amu's background, she couldn't help sighing slightly.It has to be said that Amu stood there, dressed in Tsing Yi, and his back was very similar to Shen Lang back then.

"Amu!" Leng Yu called out.

"I've met my uncle!" Amu turned around and saw Leng Yu, smiled faintly, and hurriedly bowed to salute.

"Remember your master?" Leng Yu followed Amu's eyes just now, looking at the White Dragon Cable Bridge.

In the light wind and snow, the mountain peaks on the opposite side can be seen dimly. More than 7000 years ago, Huanhua, Molang, and Canghai Magu all seemed to be disillusioned.

"They are all immortal legends within the Three Realms! As long as you choose, there is no right or wrong!" Amu looked at the misty wind and snow outside the holy mountain of the Three Realms, his expression narrowed slightly.

The stories Leng Yu knew about Mo Lang and Huan Hua had already been told to Amu.

Although Amu still can't fully integrate the image of his master Wang Jue with Shenlang and Molang, Amu can feel Shenlang's inexhaustible state of mind.

"Go against the sky, turn cause and effect, break fate. Why not?" Thinking of this, Amu would smile coldly in his heart, laughing at all beings in the world, those who came and went from ancient times, and even the Supreme Beings of the Three Realms.Amu's state of mind is surprisingly consistent with Shenlang's.

Seemingly able to feel some of Amu's state of mind, Leng Yu smiled faintly.

"It seems that you have already thought about everything, when will you leave?"

"Yeah!" Amu nodded, "As long as senior brother Li Shui arrives, he and I can leave at any time!"

Leng Yu nodded and said nothing.Amu is also like a god, there are too few people who can influence their choices.

"Uncle, you know their last seven days. Where did Master and Tiannv go?" Amu asked suddenly.

Leng Yu smiled wryly and shook her head.In fact, Amu's question is not Leng Yu's question. For 7000 years, Leng Yu has no information about Mo Lang and Huan Hua.

"You were the one who told me about Wang Jue! I can't even see him in my water mirror. I don't even know when he reincarnated into a mortal world or when he left the world."

"The last seven days of the celestial girl Huanhua are even more unpredictable. According to the fragments of memory you mentioned, I can't tell whether Huanhua is still alive. Because, as long as the seal is kept, Huanhua can keep the seven days. It has been used for a long time!"

Amu frowned, sighed, and said nothing.

7000 years ago, the celestial girl Mo Lang came to the holy mountain of the Three Realms.Kuxinzi once said that 7000 years ago, Mo Lang brought the broken coffin to Beifeng, Beihanzong Town, alone.

At that time, Mo Lang asked Ku Xinzi to seal a ray of his demon soul, and explained some matters. At that time, Mo Lang was exhausted.It stands to reason that it should be when Mo Lang is about to reincarnate.

However, about 600 years ago from now, Amu was brought to Liuzhen by his master from Beihuang.How can a mortal body survive 7000 years?

Who can win the immortal?Thinking of this sentence, Amu smiled wryly in his heart.Is the master really an ordinary person?
On the Sansheng Stone, the woman covered in purple lightning that Amu once saw should be the celestial girl Huanhua, and it should be the celestial girl who brought Amu to Beihuang.

But did Huanhua really survive 7000 years by constantly sealing herself?Where is the three years that Amu thought he had disappeared?

More importantly, Amu thought of Yu'er.Yu'er already existed when he first arrived in Liuzhen, but he was still a baby, younger than himself.

Ghost body, who is Yu'er?She can never be the daughter of Huan Hua and Mo Lang.

A lot of questions are in chaos, Amu has no answer in his heart, and Leng Yu has no answer.

It seems that all time and space are somewhat disordered, and all people have layers of mysteries.

"Uncle, where did I disappear for 200 years after the Saintess War of the Immortal Ghost Sect? Why did Xuantian seal me? Why, there is still the last trace of the seal and sword mark between my eyebrows?" Amu asked again.

"Uncle, if I can really see through everything, maybe I won't be guarding the Holy Mountain of the Three Realms!" Leng Yu smiled wryly.

"I once said that Xuantian is unfathomable. I sealed you because I was afraid that you would be swallowed by the devil's coffin. If there is not a trace of the sword mark, there must still be a seal!"

"The 200 years you disappeared must have something to do with the Guliu of Paradise! However, we, Guliu of Canghai, will never know where Guliu of Paradise is in the Three Realms. Because, according to legend, the ancient immortal Green Soul vowed never to see the Immortal Canghai."

"Hate because of love?" Amu smiled wryly.

In the Canghai Cave Mansion, the portrait of the Green Soul Ancient Immortal and the portrait of the Canghai Patriarch hang side by side.When Amu, under the guidance of Leng Yu, went to pay homage to Patriarch Canghai, he was shocked to see those two portraits, because they looked like a couple of immortals.

Canghai and Paradise actually have such a relationship.

Canghai Xianzun, dressed in green, looks ordinary, but exudes an inexplicable aura around him, which makes people unable to fathom.A pair of eyes seemed to be able to see through thousands of years.

Green Soul Ancient Immortal, beautiful in appearance and gentle in expression, but there is too much unruliness in his eyes.In the fairy mist, the green skirt is flying, and the white jade fairy gourd is at the waist.That is definitely a murderous woman who dares to love and hate.

There are very few stories about the Canghai Immortal and the Green Soul Ancient Immortal handed down from the ancient Canghai, and it seems that the Canghai Immortal deliberately covered up everything.

Everyone, only in the sporadic fragments of words that may have been distorted, roughly guessed the four words that Amu said-hate because of love.

However, who can see through the truth of thousands of years?Maybe many people come to the wrong conclusions!

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