Immortal Hero: I Have a Coffin

Ye Jiuqiu stayed behind closed doors and practiced for a whole month.

One is because even if he goes out, he won't get a good face outside.The second is because... his cultivation aptitude is really useless.

The first thing he chose to practice was the body method, step-by-step lotus growth, yin sha tactic and luo ying tactic.The progress was not smooth, and after that, he only specialized in growing lotus step by step, and he has only just started.Not to mention growing lotuses every step of the way, compared to before, he is at most just a little more flexible.

On the contrary, the unknown cultivation method taught by the ancestor taught him, and he made progress every day.

Ye Jiuqiu felt in the lower dantian carefully, the spiritual power cyclone was getting bigger and bigger, and the speed was getting faster and faster, making the body feel full.

He was forcibly raised by the ancestor to the ninth level of qi training, and now he is stepping towards the perfection of qi training. Given time, he will probably be able to build a foundation.

Although I still want to continue to practice, at the beginning of each month, the disciples of the Yin Corpse Sect need to go to Xiaohuangquan to receive the monthly elixir.Although Ye Jiuqiu had no shortage of pills, they were all extremely precious pills.His ancestors did not prepare low-level pills such as Qi-condensing pills and Qingxin pills that he needed for cultivation.

I can only get it myself.

He straightened his clothes and walked to the black coffin in the house.

After living together peacefully for a month, Ye Jiuqiu no longer had the slightest fear of the black coffin.

He is alone and can easily become lonely.When the boring training failed again and again, he would occasionally complain to the black coffin, although the corpses in the black coffin would not comfort him patiently like his elder brother and second brother.In the dead of night, there were countless howls of corpse puppets in the valley. When he was afraid, he would sneak to the side of the black coffin, feel the warm intimacy from the black coffin, and his fear would be calmed down.

Even if he missed his family, he would tell the black coffin bit by bit.From when I can remember, I will talk about my hometown where I grew up, about my happy and sad things in Dayan, and about my relatives and friends.

There was never a response from the black coffin, but the dead corpse did not come out and strangled his neck to prevent him from speaking.Ye Jiuqiu thought this way, and then babbled to the black coffin in his spare time day after day.

"It's time to go out." He touched the coffin lid.This was the first time he tried to carry the black coffin after he recognized Yushu as his master that day.

The black coffin lifted off the ground easily.

Ye Jiuqiu's eyes widened in surprise, he smiled unconsciously, clenched his fists, and even his voice was joyful: "Let's go, let's go."

Carrying the coffin that he detested so much, he ran towards Xiao Huangquan on his jerky steps.

The people he met along the way ignored him, and Ye Jiuqiu also maintained a cold expression and didn't even look at them.

When they got to the edge of Xiaohuangquan, thousands of people had already gathered, quietly waiting for the elders in front of them to distribute the pills.

Ye Jiuqiu also found a corner and stood there. There was almost a vacuum around him, and no one wanted to get close to him.After a while, Bai Ran came late, stood beside him, and winked at him: "It's been a long time, they won't be like this."

Ye Jiuqiu said "Yes" and pursed his lips. They didn't want to see him, so why should he care about their attitude?

"How is your cultivation?" Bai Ran asked again.

"The progress is very slow." Ye Jiuqiu replied truthfully, feeling sorry for the method Bai Ran specially chose for herself.

Bai Ran smiled and said: "At this time, you should ask your master."

Ye Jiuqiu suddenly realized that, indeed, if one is cultivating alone, the problems encountered are always problems and cannot be solved.He is not a genius who can figure out a way by himself.

In particular, the disciples of the Yin Corpse Sect should be able to manipulate the dead corpses as they wish, like using their arms and fingers, but why can't they even open the coffin lid when they come to him?Not to mention manipulating his own corpse.Obviously he can feel that whether it is the black coffin or the dead corpse, they have established a connection with him.

I also tried many times in a month, but always failed.

Ye Jiuqiu thought, maybe the way he opened the coffin was wrong.I will definitely ask Master later.

Here, the elder at the front spoke a few words to encourage everyone to practice, and then raised his sleeves, and thousands of jade bottles filled with pills fell like raindrops, and fell into the hands of each disciple accurately.

After receiving the elixir, most of the people dispersed and hurried to practice.Not everyone is like Ye Jiuqiu, who can become a direct disciple of the elders as soon as they come.The vast majority of people are outer disciples, and a few inner disciples. At the top are core disciples, and finally they are passed on personally.To go up level by level, I don't know how many life and death struggles I have to go through.

There are also some people who gather around and communicate in low voices.The distribution of pills at the beginning of the month was a rare time for them to meet. After practicing alone, they communicated with others, and sometimes they suddenly realized.

Ye Jiuqiu took the elixir, and after parting with Bai Ran, he was going to find his master to seal Yushu.

When he got away from the crowd by himself, he was surrounded by several young disciples on the way.

At first glance, it seems that the intention is not good.

Ye Jiuqiu's tone was cold: "Get out of the way."

"Tsk, we want to make friends with Junior Brother Ye, why should Junior Brother Ye be so defensive?" The young leader approached Ye Jiuqiu frivolously, his eyes fell on Ye Jiuqiu's face presumptuously, "Could it be that there is an old ancestor as a backer, Does Junior Brother Ye look down on people like us?"

"If you didn't jump out by yourself now, I wouldn't even be able to see it, so why don't I see it." Ye Jiuqiu was not polite, "I'll say it again, get out of the way."

"You!" The man was aroused by Ye Jiuqiu's blunt indifference, and he wanted to do it with his hands.Seeing him, the companion behind him quickly stepped forward and grabbed him, and quickly said in a low voice: "Wang Lin, you are dying!" It was agreed that it was just to scare the young master.

Wang Lin reacted suddenly and was drenched in cold sweat.He looked at Ye Jiuqiu with resentment in his eyes, thinking that Ye Jiuqiu must have provoked him on purpose just now, so sinister!

Ye Jiuqiu twitched the corners of his lips: "Can you let me go? I'm planning to go to my master." He already knew that in the Yin Corpse Sect, even though everyone hated him, they could only bury their hatred in their hearts.

But Ye Jiuqiu miscalculated one thing.

The group of people in front of them knew that he was the descendant of Yuanying Patriarch, but they still dared to block the way to make trouble, which is enough to show how low their IQ is.

So when he thought that this was the end of the matter and raised his foot to leave, he tripped over his foot and fell to the ground suddenly, the smell of damp and rotten soil rushed into his nostrils in an instant.

Before he could react, someone kicked him hard in the waist and abdomen a few times.

"Oh!" It hurts!

Ye Jiuqiu gasped and curled up in pain.Bastard, they really dare to do it!

"Wang Lin!"

"Enough Wang Lin! Let's go!"

The few people were tugging at each other, the impulsive leader couldn't do anything, and was dragged away by the people behind him.

Ye Jiuqiu heard the hurried footsteps gradually disappearing, felt the pain spreading in his waist and abdomen, and his nose felt a little sore.If he was still at home, he would never be bullied like this.

Why is it him?

Why is it him!

The ancestor said that this is an excellent opportunity for him to embark on the road and get rid of mortal life, old age, sickness and death, but he would rather be a mortal who suffers from mundane affairs every day.

He sat up slowly, and wiped off the dirt on his face bit by bit with his cuff.Taking a deep breath, swallowing the soreness in his eyes, he stood up, and carried the black coffin on his back again.

Those people didn't hurt him with spells.After the spiritual power was activated, the pain in his body quickly disappeared.

Glancing in the direction of the group of people leaving, Ye Jiuqiu bit his lower lip firmly. Now he has no parents to spoil him, and no elder brother or second brother to stand up for him, but he will practice hard, and one day he will make today's Go back!

He patted the dust off his body, and went back to Feng Yushu step by step.

the other side.

Wang Lin, who had run away, gathered together with several of his companions, looking at each other, their faces pale.

"What should I do? I've done it, I've done it..." Wang Lin's eyes were in a trance, as if he had seen the scene where the deacon of the sect's criminal law dragged him into the torture hall and tortured him to death.He grabbed a companion's arm with trembling hands, almost crying out of fear, "I didn't think about it that much at the time... I didn't intend to do it..."

The person whose arm was grabbed by him quickly threw him away, as if he was some untouchable dirty thing: "Who knew you would do it suddenly! It's not a promise, just to scare him!"

"Everyone is going to be unlucky this time, so take care of yourself!"

"I'm going to apply for a foreign assignment, and I can hide for a while!"

Several people with their own plans dispersed one after another, no longer looking at Wang Lin's despairing eyes.

"Wang Lin, you have harmed us this time." The person who left last looked at Wang Lin and sighed heavily, "If I were you, I would find a good friend and ask him to take his dead body Refined into a corpse puppet. Maybe you can advance to the level of the five-element corpse and restore your sanity."

Wang Lin stood there in a daze, watching the crowd go away.

His mind is still a mess.He had already planned to let Ye Jiuqiu go, so why did he attack him in a flash?

Why is he so impulsive?

With a roar of pain, Wang Lin knelt down and buried his face deeply in his palm. He felt that he was really finished this time.

……

"Junior Brother Bai, this person still needs to trouble you to keep him." Yang Hong looked at this side from a distance, with a satisfied smile on his lips, "It is unlikely that such a stupid and bold guy can be found in the Infernal Corpse Sect." It's the second one."

Bai Ran smiled slightly and nodded: "Senior brother Yang wants to play a game of heroes saving the beauty?"

"Where." Yang Hong looked unpredictable, "I have a more interesting way."