Underworld exchange group

Chapter 985

This old man was seen by Zhang Fan last time, "Old man, I am Zhang Fan. I came to pay a visit to Emperor Ye not long ago. Please let me know that Zhang Fan has something to see."

The old man who opened the door asked, "Is it Zhang Fan, Lord Yan of Nanfu?"

Zhang Fan said: "I am Zhang Fan!" He didn't want to admit this identity directly, because he was no longer, but he didn't want to explain so much to the old man.

The old man opened the door and said, "Come in."

After following the old man into Yedi Palace, he walked a long way like last time before arriving at Yedi's place, which was a deep mountain and dense forest.

"Ye Di, someone is visiting, his name is Zhang Fan!"

Yedi stands in the wind, with his clothes fluttering. The inside of Yedi Palace is very strange. The moon is shining outside, but it's dark inside. After entering November, the temperature is also a little low, which makes the feeling even more gloomy. .

Zhang Fan put his arms in his arms, bowed deeply, and if he asked someone for something, he had to be respectful: "Zhang Fan, pay homage to Emperor Ye."

Yedi turned around, and his whole body was shrouded in black light. Although the black light was restrained, it became more intense, making people unable to see Yedi's appearance and figure.

Zhang Fan was taken aback by the first sentence he spoke: "I heard about you, you were cut off from the position of Lord Yan by Emperor Donghua."

"However, it's useless for you to find me in this matter. I don't have friendship with him. Maybe he."

Zhang Fan pondered for a moment, it was quite difficult to open his mouth about this matter, but Zhang Fan has been in the world of cultivating immortals for so long, and he has become more active, not like the dead house before: "I didn't come here for this matter..."

"Yan Luo Zhenzang, I have already cultivated it. I want to ask Emperor Ye, if there are any follow-up exercises."

Mentioning this matter, Yedi's face shrouded in black light was quite surprised: "Speaking of this matter, you really surprised me, no one has ever been able to practice Yan Luo Zhenzang in such a short period of time. Go to Infernal Hell to condense Yama Infernal Real Body."

Ye Di didn't know that Zhang Fan's Yan Luo Wujian Real Body was cultivated in the ancient heaven, not the Infernal Hell, but no matter how it was cultivated, it was enough to shock Ye Di. In the world, time is at a standstill. From others' point of view, he could do it all at once, which is unimaginable to Yedi and others.

Holding a five-centimeter-thick textbook for civil servants, it will take you half a month to finish reading it, and others will memorize it in a few minutes. Anyone who changes it will be shocked and unimaginable.

"It's really shocking!"

Zhang Fan said: "Ye Di praised it."

Yedi waved his hand: "You have this talent and luck. I shouldn't be stingy, but the law should not be passed on lightly. Look..." Following Yedi's pointing, there is a tower at the far end, and there is... …A coffin was placed, "Did you see that coffin? You carry it on your back. If you can put it down again, this emperor will teach you the exercises."

Zhang Fan's heart was shocked, he remembered an allusion in Jiuyoulu.In Jiuyou in ancient times, a ghost cultivator killed a person. For some reason, the Underworld Emperor was furious and asked the ghost cultivator to carry the coffin containing the deceased to make atonement for his sin. After coming down, no one could remember his original name after a long time, only remembering that he was called Coffin-Backing Ghost.

Now Emperor Ye also asked him to carry it. If it was the same coffin, it would be difficult for Zhang Fan to put it down again after carrying it.

Zhang Fan lingered to the top of the mountain, and Ye Di followed suit.

This coffin, like Yedi, exudes black light, and it is just the shape of a coffin. It is unclear what it looks like, but it is undoubtedly a coffin.

"Is this the coffin of the coffin-carrying ghost?" Zhang Fan asked.

"That's right!"

Zhang Fan walked over, stretched out his fingers and stroked the coffin lightly. It should be a sarcophagus, of course, it could also be a wooden coffin, or even a metal one. Judgment, it's icy cold, and even penetrates into the body along the fingers. Ordinary people, even those with a lower cultivation base, will be frozen stiff.

"Ok?"

Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows, and touched an all-too-familiar pattern on the northwest corner of the coffin. Because he touched it too many times, he was very sensitive to it. Even if the surface was covered by black brilliance, he was still very sure. This is the soul trace.

There is a soul trace on this coffin!
This discovery made Zhang Fan's heart skip a beat. There were soul traces on the coffin, and the soul traces did not trigger the soul traces on his body. Is it because the soul traces were blocked by this layer of black brilliance, or did the two not match? .

Seeing Zhang Fan's hesitation, Ye Di said, "Why, don't you dare?"

Although Ye Di was trying his best to restrain himself, Zhang Fan felt that Ye Di wanted Zhang Fan to carry the coffin, even very eagerly. Although he didn't know the reason, Zhang Fan was a gambler, a natural gambler As a gangster, he can get to this day, which has a lot to do with his personality. Some people will choose to keep it when faced with a choice, but some people will put all their money on it, and Zhang Fan is the latter.

"Why don't you dare!" Zhang Fan said, "Yedi keeps what he says?"

Ye Di said: "Of course, this Emperor never speaks falsely."

Ye Di promised to exchange Yan Luo Zhenzang for Zidi's life, and he did, and he didn't cheat in Yan Luo Zhenzang, which shows that his character is still credible.

Zhang Fan nodded, his expression froze, and he hugged the coffin with both hands, wanting to hold the coffin on his shoulders, but when he exerted his strength, he felt that the coffin was extremely heavy. How strong is Zhang Fan now? Big, even if it is a mountain, he can lift it up, let alone a mere coffin.

"what!"

Zhang Fan let out a roar, and the strength in his body burst out, and the muscles in his arms were all pricked up, but the coffin seemed to be connected to the mountain below, and Zhang Fan couldn't lift it no matter what.

Seeing this scene, Yedi's face darkened, and Zhang Fan could hear him sigh a long time, showing deep disappointment.

"What's going on, why is this coffin so heavy?"

Yedi said: "If it doesn't sink, how can this emperor agree with the heaven-level kung fu!"

Zhang Fan tried again, even though he exhausted all his strength, he still couldn't move it. This feeling seemed familiar to him in a trance, didn't it? If it is not bad, if you want to move this coffin, you need to open the soul traces on it.

He tried his best to recall the information about the coffin, and there was a picture in the Nine Nether Records.

The coffin was placed in the tomb, but there was an extra light on the northwest corner. The light was very dim, but it showed the shape of the coffin... very ordinary.Wait, the lamp in the northwest corner, isn't that the seat where the soul trace is located, that lamp... just under the Tianhe Bronze Feathered Man Lamp also has a soul trace, Zhang Fan's eyes widened suddenly, could this be just a coincidence?

"This emperor's promise remains unchanged, as long as you can carry this coffin on your back and put it down again, this emperor will pass on your heavenly skills!"

Zhang Fan sighed and nodded helplessly.

He failed to get the inheritance, but it gave him hope. However, it was a coincidence that he met another thing with soul traces, and it was related to the ancient Jiuyou. This incident also aroused Zhang Fan's strong desire. interest.

It seems that we should go to Tianhe City and get the bronze feathered lantern to try.

When mentioning Tianhe, Yu Dan'er's gorgeous appearance and the dazzled beauty of the bridal chamber flowers and candles could not help appearing in his mind. He wondered how she was doing.

Now that things have made new progress, Zhang Fan didn't stay at Yedi's place too much. After leaving, he flew with his sword and rushed to Tianhe City at Xingye.

The last time I went with Xiaodie and Zhuang Zhuang, I rushed for a month, but Xiaotian came back in three days, this time it took Zhang Fan to go to Tianhe City, but it took seven days. This speed is already very good.

From a distance, I saw the blue Milky Way hanging above the sky, and the fluorescent lights were very beautiful.

As if in a lifetime, the last time, Zhang Fan was still a pink and tender little ghost cultivator. He survived the first minor catastrophe. He made a big fuss here, and he was still a little embarrassed when he left.

Arriving outside Tianhe City, there was a long team preparing to enter the city. The Tianhe navy seemed to be more stringent than before, and everyone who entered and exited had to be carefully interrogated.

(End of this chapter)