nine coffins

Chapter 50
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Hearing the screams and laughter outside the cave entrance, Amu, who was already in the Tianzihao cave at this time, let go of the black light in his eyes, and his face was calm.

Standing in the cave, Amu looked around and looked at the Tianzihao cave quietly.

Anyone who has been to Tianzihao Dongfu at this time will be dumbfounded when they look at Tianzihao Dongfu at this time.

The cyan cave wall, which was as brilliant as a mirror at the beginning, is now completely cracked, like the cracked earth after all the water vapor has evaporated.

Standing in the Tianzihao Cave Mansion once, one would feel spiritual energy like the sea, but now that feeling is gone, and this place has almost become the same world as the outside of Beihan.There is aura, but it is relatively thin, and it is no longer as vast as it used to be.

The orb on the top of the cave still had a halo of light, but it was quite dim, and the stone platform was also covered with broken veins, spreading like a spider's web.

The entire Tianzihao Cave Mansion can be said to be beyond recognition. It is not like a practice cave at all, but more like a ruined kiln after a fierce battle.

The corner of Amu's mouth curled up. This was the result of those nine days and nine nights. The aura of the entire Tianzihao cave was swallowed up and entered the magic coffin.

Turning around, Amu looked towards the entrance of the cave. The restriction here is still the same, and everything outside is still clearly visible.

At this time, at the foot of Luoyun Cliff, Yang Feng with disheveled hair, took out the fairy sword and danced wildly, riding the wind for a while, and flicking the sword for a while, dancing and shouting, completely insane.

"Senior Brother Yang!"

"Brother Yang! What's wrong with you!"

"Senior brother Yang has lost his temper!" Luoyunya was in chaos, and all Beihan disciples didn't know what to do.

Except for the cultivation bases of the three major demon caves that would knock down people, the other Luoyunya caves are very safe, and such a situation has never occurred before.

Looking at the scene, Amu sneered, and said to himself: "Say you are not worthy! If it weren't for the fear of Senior Han's unsightly appearance, I would take your life today!" Then he didn't care about these things, and Amu sat cross-legged on the stone platform , Close your eyes and meditate.

At this time, the Tianzihao cave has no aura for Amu to absorb, and this place is completely a waste cave.It's just that it's very secluded here, and no one bothers you.

After Amu sat down, he embraced Yuan Shouyi, and his consciousness sank directly into the sea of ​​pills.Amu's alchemy sea is surrounded by black mist, but the ink-colored fairy roots cultivated in the past are long gone.

Nine days ago, Amu's immortal root was shattered and merged into the magic coffin.But at this time, at the place where the fairy root was originally raised, the mysterious and strange magic coffin stood up like this from ancient times.

Surrounded by black mist, flashing runes, simple and vicissitudes, revealing the magic of the ages, like a grand avenue.

From time to time, streaks of blood-colored lightning flashed across the sea of ​​pills.

"Take the coffin as the root!"

If someone saw Amu's Danhai at this time, he would be shocked and die.This completely broke the practice rules of the Sea Desolate Immortal Cultivation World.

At the same time, countless black ancient scripts in the shape of tadpoles were released from Amu's consciousness.Every ancient text exudes an incomparably bright black brilliance, which is strange and magical.Countless black ancient texts flew out continuously, and then connected like dragons, surrounding the coffin.

"The Ancient Desolate Demon Sutra" - this is Amu's biggest gain in nine days and nine nights.

On that day, for unknown reasons, it seemed that a ray of demon soul returned and the coffin shook.Amu's mind was eroded by the ghost, and he fell into a coma.

On the seventh day, Amuru woke up from a big dream, and the Desolate Demon Sutra manifested from the coffin and was printed in Amu's mind.

This Desolate Demon Sutra is an ancient magic text, but for some reason, Amu has learned everything by himself without a teacher.It seems that those words are imprinted in Amu's fate.

"Fate! Are you born with a demon?" When he woke up that day, although Amu couldn't fully understand all the causes and effects in the Tianzihao cave, after thinking about it, Amu always felt that everything was predetermined, and he seemed unable to get rid of a demon. Character.

Amu recalled the night when he left Liuzhen, when he received the coffin on a moonlit night. Master Wang Jue once said that he had a special physique and would be able to control the magic coffin.The so-called distinction between good and evil, and the theory of immortals and demons, are just words of deception and ignorance of children.

"There is no righteousness or evil in practice, and both immortals and demons have the way!" Although Amu was shocked by these words that day, he didn't quite understand why his master warned him this.

Now that I think about it, Master must have anticipated what happened to me today.

"Demon?" In fact, Amu doesn't care about these things. In his previous life, Amu was a murderous demon king.

Fairies and demons?Who can tell?

When Amu woke up that day, although his whole body was in pain and his mind was dizzy, he felt a magical power originating from his own Danhai, penetrating through all kinds of meridians and meridians all over his body. Better than ever.Amu could feel the exuberant blood and magical power in his muscles and bones.

"The cultivating power of demons!" Through the Desolate Demon Sutra, Amu knew this power, and at the same time, Amu suddenly felt that he had a very special spiritual consciousness.

Although this consciousness can only cover a few miles, it is almost a miracle for Amu, who has just practiced for three months, to have such consciousness.

What's even more strange is that Amu's spiritual consciousness can penetrate all the restrictions on Luoyun Cliff, which is something that even the immortal cultivators of Lingsheng can't do.

You can have a panoramic view of the situation in the 33 caves in Luoyunya.Under Amu's divine sense, the fifteen initial cave dwellings and the fifteen permanent monks can be seen at a glance.

What caught Amu's attention in particular was the handsome purple-clothed son sitting cross-legged like an old monk in Dingxiu's No. [-] cave, presumably that was Mei Lingfeng, the son of Mei Wangnan, the first son of Beihan Zongwangnan Peak.

Another thing that attracted Amu's attention was a beautiful woman in purple with a cold complexion who was practicing Anxin in the Herringbone Cave Mansion. That was naturally Han Bingyi, another registered disciple of Han Qianli.

These two were also the only ones who had swept Amu's consciousness and frowned slightly, as if they had a slight sense of Amu's consciousness, but that was all.What surprised Amu even more was that Amu discovered that his consciousness could interfere with or even strangle the consciousness of a cultivator at the same level. That day he inadvertently interfered with the consciousness of a novice disciple, almost causing him to go mad.

"Magic consciousness! Demon cultivator!" Amu positioned himself like this.

From his master Wang Jue's warnings at the beginning and the three months of training in Beihan, he knew that the world of cultivating immortals has always dismissed demonic cultivation.

So when he saw that Han Qianli and others valued him so much, he decided to hide everything first, because he didn't know what would happen.Sure enough, no one could see through Amu's cultivation, and Amu became a waste material in the eyes of everyone.Amu could clearly see the beauty and ugliness of people's hearts.

This strengthened Amu's mind, let everyone think they are trash, and one day they will pay the price.

The demon cultivation power in Amu's body is rooted in the demon coffin and runs through the whole body, quite overflowing.Last night, after a small test of the sword, Amu felt that his cultivation base should have entered the eighth level of primary cultivation, otherwise he would never be able to control Qi and become a sword like that.It takes a boy cultivator to directly reach the eighth level of primary cultivation in three months, which is not a speed that can be described by monsters.

But today, Yang Feng unfortunately became the first test product of his magic consciousness. Using the magic consciousness to judge the divine consciousness, Yang Feng went completely crazy!

As for Zhao Xian's jumping clown, let him jump around, it's not worth doing, maybe it will be useful in the future.

"There is no righteousness or evil in practice, and both immortals and demons have the way!"

Ever since Han Qianli told him about the destruction of the Northern Kingdom, Amu has become more eager for power, and he wants to be strong quickly.

"Waste material! It's ridiculous." Amu smiled coldly, sitting on the treasure of the Three Realms like the magic coffin, in the future I will let everyone know the power of my Amu.

"With this magic coffin, you can cross the Three Realms!" This was the first time that Amu thought of what his master Wang Absolute said after he came to Beihan.

All of the nine days and nine nights made Amu deeply aware of the weirdness and magic of the devil's coffin, and the Desolate Demon Sutra was deeply imprinted in Amu's mind.

"The devil, the unyielding man of the heaven and the earth! The devil's will, the eternal unwillingness! The devil's way, the road to the sky with [-] avenues. The devil's cultivation is not against the heart and blood. Immortals block and kill immortals, Buddhas block Buddha, only my demonic way, is the only one in all ages."

Those black wild demon scriptures continued to evolve in Amu's mind, accompanied by thick black mist and traces of blood.

The ancient Desolate Demon Sutra has profound meanings, and it is the classic of the ages, the method of Dao practice, and Amu still can't understand the hundred and one.

However, Amu has comprehended one of the supernatural powers, "Ten Thousand Demons Transforming Immortals".

The Myriad Demon Transformation Immortal Jue is the basis for practicing the Desolate Demon Sutra, which means that magic can transform immortals. This method can devour the immortal power of monks in the same realm, and then transform it into the cultivation power of one's own demon.

With this tactic, one can almost be invincible in battles at the same level, even if one leapfrogs one's level to fight.

Amu can't imagine fully enlightening the Desolate Demon Sutra for the time being, but it is imperative for Amu to practice the formula of transforming demons into immortals.Today, Amu came to Tianzihao Dongfu to practice this tactic.

Although all the aura of Tianzihao Dongfu was swallowed by the magic coffin for nine days and nine nights, it is still a clean place, which is just suitable for Amu to practice penance in secret.

Sitting firmly on the stone platform, I forgot about Amu and I, and the cave of Tianzihao was eerily quiet.I saw Amu's expression was calm, as stable as an old monk sitting in meditation.It's just that occasionally black lights flashed beside Amu, and they disappeared in a flash.

One hour, two hours, three hours...

Sunset, moonrise, moonset, sunrise.

I don't know how long it took, Amu suddenly opened his eyes, formed seals in his hands, and shouted: "Transform the demon!"

Goodbye, the only traces of aura in this cave suddenly fluctuated strangely, and more auras came from the cracked stone wall, and these auras finally turned into black lights and emerged in the void, criss-crossing.

"Chew!" As Amu stopped drinking, all those vertical and horizontal black glows were absorbed into Amu's body.

Because there was no opponent, Amu had no choice but to turn these auras into demonic energy for a try, and it was really extraordinary. A trace of magical energy melted into the Danhai, and Amu suddenly felt shocked.

This feeling is exactly the same as the feeling of gathering aura at the beginning, but the transformed magic energy seems to be more welcomed by Amu's body.Every trace of devilish energy entered his body, making Amu's pill sea churn with joy.

At this time, Amu suddenly felt the magic coffin in Danhai vibrate slightly, and then began to sink slowly.

"Huh?" Amu was startled, "Do you want to sleep again?"

Sure enough, the coffin was hidden under the sea of ​​pills, just like before, without any sound.

For nine days and nine nights, I sent out the ancient scriptures to help Amu temper the body of the immortal bone, reach the eighth level of primary cultivation, and practice the art of transforming all demons into immortals. The coffin seems to have temporarily completed a certain mission and returned to its former state.

However, in the center of Amu's pill sea, a faint shadow of the devil's coffin was formed, wrapped by the connection of the devil's cultivation power.

Amu sighed, about the magic coffin, even Master Wang must not be able to understand it, how can I enjoy it, now I can use the power of the magic coffin to practice, it is a great fortune, how can I expect it to be completely owned by myself.

However, Amu believes that one day the magic coffin will be completely for his own use.

Standing up and walking, looking outside the cave, the moon was already in the sky, and Amu didn't know how many days and nights he had practiced.

However, now there is no one bustling outside the cave, waiting anxiously.Now there are probably not many people in Beihan who care about Amu's life or death.

But Amu didn't notice that it was in the sky above Luoyunya.A middle-aged monk in fluttering white clothes suppressed all his breath, with traces of blood on the corner of his mouth, his face was pale, as if he had been seriously injured, and he stood silently.

"Amu, if I leave, I will have to rely on you in the future!" The white-clothed monk whispered to himself, and then looked at the ancient jade in his hand. The light on the ancient jade was extremely dim, as if it would disappear at any time .

(End of this chapter)