Immortal Hero: I Have a Coffin

Ye Jiuqiu came to Feng Yushu's training place.

This is a cliff around the bottom of the valley, away from the core of the Yin Corpse Sect, the miasma and yin energy are extremely thin, and I don't know why a dignified elder would choose such a "barren" place for cultivation.Feng Yushu carved out a wide stone platform on the mountain wall, on which several Mo Yuzhu houses were built.

Standing under the cliff, Ye Jiuqiu used his spiritual power to activate the jade that Feng Yushu had given him.

A stream of light flashed on Yujue, hitting a certain place on the mountain wall, causing ripples invisible in the void.Ye Rongqiu lightened up, was pulled, and involuntarily floated towards the sky, and finally landed on the stone platform.

He looked around, surprised.Around the bamboo house, there are fragrant grasses and flowers, which are elegant and striking, and seem out of place in the gloomy Yin Corpse Sect.

But he likes it here.

Ye Jiuqiu was thinking about the possibility of moving here to live with his master, but when he walked into a bamboo house and saw Feng Yushu, his delusion was under Feng Yushu's ice-like face Quietly backed away.

I will definitely not promise him.Ye Jiuqiu secretly glanced at his master's cold and indifferent expression, and didn't think that his master could be like a family member, and he would accept everything just by acting like a baby.

Feng Yushu's eyes are very open, reflecting the sky and the earth, but not the figure standing in front of him.

He doesn't care about anyone, including his only disciple.

Ye Jiuqiu was sensitively aware of this, so she no longer dared to act recklessly in front of Feng Yushu.

He was as cautious and cautious as if he was in front of a gentleman from his own family, and he didn't dare to show his air.After calling Master, under Feng Yushu's signal, he put down the black coffin and sat on the futon.

Feng Yushu sat on the futon opposite him. On the left was his own bronze coffin, engraved with flowers, birds, insects and fish. A bit of the gloomy taste of the Infernal Sect.There is an ink painting on the wall behind him. Ye Jiuqiu didn't dare to look at the painting. His gaze passed by, and it was a hazy figure from the back, which could not be seen clearly against the light splashed ink background.

Ye Jiuqiu's eyes quickly wandered around the room, and finally fell on Feng Yushu's clothes hanging on the ground.

He stared at that spot, and talked about the problems he encountered in cultivation.

Feng Yushu seldom spoke, he only dialed a few words after Ye Jiuqiu's question. He hardly thought about it, but he focused on the key points at once, which made Ye Jiuqiu suddenly understand.

As expected of an elder in the alchemy stage.

Ye Jiuqiu finally understood what a bargain he had taken, and also understood that others' envy and jealousy towards him were not unreasonable.

It's just a question-and-answer session, and he can save at least half a year of detours in his practice.

Finally, Ye Jiuqiu asked about his own black coffin.

"Master, I still can't control this black coffin, and I can't release the corpse. Is there something I did wrong?" He humbly asked for advice.

Feng Yushu said lightly: "Do it for me."

Ye Jiuqiu nodded and began to activate his spiritual power.In his sea of ​​consciousness, he could clearly feel that there were two invisible threads, one was connected to the black coffin, and the other was connected to the corpse inside the coffin.Whether it is the black coffin or the dead corpse, they are like a part of his body, which can be felt and subconsciously controlled by him.

It's just that if he wants to lift his arm, he can lift it.But the black coffin and the dead corpse are, he feels that he can manipulate them at will, and the idea has been transmitted, but there is no movement for no reason.

"What did you feel?" Feng Yushu asked.

Ye Jiuqiu described the feeling truthfully.

After hearing this, Feng Yushu silently lowered his eyes, thinking for the first time.

Ye Jiuqiu was suddenly a little nervous. Could it be that this problem is more serious?

He held his breath and waited quietly, subconsciously rubbing the black coffin beside him with one hand, as if it could calm him down.

After a while, Feng Yushu spoke, his tone was slow but cautious: "You must not mention this matter to others again."

"Yes." Ye Jiuqiu answered honestly before asking, "Why?"

"Ordinary magic weapons or magic weapons can be manipulated and used as long as they are refined." Feng Yushu said, "But there is a magic weapon that is either too powerful or has a spirit. After being refined, It still takes a long time to practice and cultivate, and finally it can be used like an arm. But it is also possible that in the end, the monks cannot meet the requirements for using the magic weapon, or the magic weapon does not agree with the owner, and the magic weapon is still unusable.”

His eyes fell on Ye Jiuqiu's black coffin: "The corpse puppets of the Yin Corpse Sect are the same as the magic weapons of other monks. Your black coffin and corpse puppets come from the cemetery of thousands of tombs... They are very precious and powerful, you need to cherish them , Cultivate hard, be worthy of these two treasures."

Ye Jiuqiu wasn't too stupid, and he understood Feng Yushu's words in the blink of an eye. Does it mean that his black coffin and dead corpse are too powerful, so he can't control it now?

His worry and uneasiness was smoothed away, and the corners of his lips curled into a small smile. In this way, it was a good thing.As long as he patiently cultivates his dead body, one day he will get double the harvest.

He completely ignored the other possibility that Feng Yushu said "in the end, the magic weapon is still unusable".

Seeing the sparkling eyes of the young man who couldn't hide his joy, Feng Yushu repeated: "Remember, don't mention this matter to anyone again!"

Ye Jiuqiu nodded again and again with his eyes bent, I understand, I understand, everyone is innocent and guilty, my elder brother taught me that.

"Your corpse puppet can't be used for the time being. Take this one, it's enough to deal with one or two." Feng Yushu took out a green bamboo sword, his eyes glanced at the mud stains on Ye Jiuqiu's robe, his tone was indifferent, "What doubts do you have?"

Ye Jiuqiu shook his head, feeling that Master was driving him away.

"Thank you, master." He took the bamboo sword carefully, stood up respectfully and said goodbye.He really wanted to stay here, but...he glanced at the bamboo house with nostalgia, and finally left the stone platform under Feng Yushu's watchful gaze.

Landing lightly on the ground, Ye Jiuqiu raised his head to look at the stone platform, feeling more and more that his master was out of tune with the Yin Corpse Sect.If the members of the Yin Corpse Sect are gloomy and tainted with a dark atmosphere, then Feng Yushu is the dust beyond the mountains, flowing water and white clouds.The only similarity between them is that they are not popular at all.

Even if Feng Yushu was carrying the coffin, he didn't look like an elder of the Yin Corpse Sect.

But if Ye Jiuqiu were to choose again, he would still choose Feng Yushu as his master.

Ye Jiuqiu looked at the bamboo sword in his hand, and made a few random gestures. The more he looked at it, the more he liked it. It was much better than the corpse puppet.He rushed to his residence with the black coffin on his back, impatiently wanting to refine the bamboo sword and try the feeling of manipulating the magic weapon.

When he returned to his residence, he saw Bai Ran waiting outside the door.

"Senior Brother Bai, what do you need me for?" Ye Jiuqiu was puzzled, they had just met before.

"Nothing special." Bai Ran smiled, "It's just that Junior Brother Ye went to see Elder Feng for the first time, and I'm a little concerned about your situation. But judging by your current expression, Elder Feng should treat you well."

Ye Jiuqiu warmed his heart: "Brother Bai, don't worry, Master taught me a lot. Look, Master gave me this bamboo sword." He took out the bamboo sword and showed it to Bai Ran.

The bamboo sword is like a pool of clear water, warm and delicate in the hand, which makes people happy to see it. It is a good magic weapon at first glance.

Bai Ran's eyes showed surprise: "Elder Feng actually gave you a magic weapon!"

Ye Jiuqiu looked at him blankly, what's wrong?

Seeing that he was ignorant, Bai Ran couldn't help being amused, the person who got the good things didn't understand anything, if this matter got out, how many fellow students would be offended.

Only then did he open his mouth to explain to Ye Jiuqiu.

In the realm of comprehension, magic weapons that are not advanced are only called magic weapons, and magic weapons that are advanced are called magic weapons.The magic weapon is divided into four levels of heaven and earth Xuanhuang.Like the corpse puppets refined by ordinary disciples of the Yin Corpse Sect, they were just non-advanced magic weapons at the beginning. After repeated refining for a long time, they could be advanced to the low-level corpse puppets of the yellow rank.

That is to say, the Yin Corpse Sect has disciples of the first-level corpse puppets at the yellow level, but there are only a few hundred of them.

Ye Jiuqiu went to the Holy Land to choose the dead corpse, and now he also got a middle-level yellow magic weapon...

Bai Ran chuckled, which made people jealous.

"And you see, this bamboo sword should be made of golden thunder bamboo. The golden thunder bamboo is as strong as it is masculine, and it just restrains the corpse puppets of my Yin Corpse Sect." Bai Ran sighed, "In the Yin Corpse Sect, only Feng Feng The elders can refine this thing now."

"Why do you say that?"

"This..." Bai Ran hesitated for a moment, and then lowered his voice, "Junior Brother Ye, you probably don't know that Elder Feng...before, he was my nemesis of the Yin Corpse Sect, and a talented disciple trained by the Qingluo Sect. Luo Zong once said that with the Feng Yushu, their Qingluo Sect will become a first-class sect in the Western Continent sooner or later, comparable to the righteous giants like Yijian Sect."

Ye Jiuqiu was shocked: "Then what?"

"I'm not very clear about the specifics." Bai Ran shook his head, "When I entered the sect, Elder Feng, no, he wasn't forming alchemy at that time, he was just an uncle in the foundation establishment period, and he was already there at that time. How did he get from the Qing Luo Sect to the Yin Corpse Sect, I only heard some gossip, and I heard it from the disciples of the Qing Luo Sect."

"Will they tell us?" Ye Jiuqiu asked, isn't the Qing Luozong the deadly enemy of the Yin Corpse Sect?

Bai Ran raised the corners of his lips sarcastically: "Is it possible? Let's not mention this for now, Junior Brother Ye, do you know where most of the corpse puppets of my Yin Corpse Sect disciples come from?"

Ye Jiuqiu shook his head with a bad feeling.

"They all come from hunting." Bai Ran whispered softly, but what he said made Ye Jiuqiu's back numb, "The Yin Corpse Sect is adjacent to the Qingluo Sect, and it is near the water tower. If you want fresh corpses to refine corpse puppets, the first choice is He is a disciple of the Qingluo Sect. How can I say that the corpses of monks are better than those of ordinary people."

"When the disciples of the Qingluo Sect see us, occasionally someone will yell at us, saying that I, the Yin Corpse Sect, is despicable and has confused their Feng Yushu to Feng Shishu. Otherwise, Qing Luozong will be in Fengshishu's sooner or later Lead and destroy my Yin Corpse Sect."

He looked at Ye Jiuqiu's pale face with a smile, and looked like he suddenly remembered: "In two months, the newly promoted inner disciples will be led by an elder to go hunting. I don't know if Junior Brother Ye will join ? Maybe I can catch someone to ask about Elder Feng's situation."

After listening to him, Ye Jiuqiu shook his head after being quiet for a long time, but his neck was so stiff that he could make a creaking sound.

hunting?Fresh corpse?join in?

His mind was dazzled by this series of messages, and he was dizzy. He couldn't remember how Bai Ran said goodbye later. When he got out of the hunting words, he was already sitting on the couch in the house. After sitting for a long time, my legs became numb.

He raised his eyes and looked at the gloomy sky outside the window, his eyes couldn't hide the fear and helplessness.

For the first time, he personally felt that the sect he joined was a bloody and cruel demonic sect.

The most frightening thing here is not the corpse puppet itself, but the entire sect that refines the corpse puppet.

He Shan sees, Bai Ran, Master... did they all kill someone, and then refine the corpse puppet?

Who killed his dead body?Who refined it into a corpse puppet?

Who will he personally kill in the future?Refining who?

Here... so scary!

Lowering his head and burying his face into his curled knees, Ye Jiuqiu moistened his eyes for the first time since he came to the Yin Corpse Sect.