Immortal Hero: I Have a Coffin

Five years later.

The Heavenly Demon Palace and the Broken Halberd City, which caused a huge disturbance because most of the monks failed to get out of the Lingxu, have now returned to their former tranquility.

But many people in Broken Halberd City, especially those who went to watch the excitement under the Heavenly Demon Palace three months after the opening of the Lingxu Market, still have fresh memories of what they saw that day, and now they occasionally talk about it, and they can still chat eloquently Hype.

East of the city, in a shop in Fang City.

There are monks who pass by here, and they choose the necessary pills and talismans here.At this time, I asked about what happened to Lingxu five years ago.

"I don't know if senior was in this city of broken halberds back then, how much do you know about the grand ceremony of the Lingxu?" The monk looked at a younger disciple who seemed to have left the master's door to go out and wander.

"Not here." The tall man who was arranging the jade slips on the shelf replied bluntly, blocking his mouth with two words.

Forced by his aura, the monk who asked the question laughed dryly and chose the items. After delivering enough spirit stones, he ran out. Xin Dao said that he would never enter this shop to do business again!Just now, I was attracted to the store just because there was a mysterious magic weapon in it, but I didn't expect the store owner to be such a fierce guy.

But how can a monk in the alchemy stage put the cart before the horse, not seek to make progress, and start these small businesses in the secular world?

The young monk glanced back suspiciously. Could it be that the man's aptitude is too poor, the road to immortality has been broken, and the cultivation of the foundation has reached the limit, so he gave up on himself?

Thinking of this, his back straightened all of a sudden, and he strode proudly out of the market.He is different from that kind of guy who has no future!

After he left, the door of that shop closed with a "bang", and the runes on the door flickered, then went dark again.

"The gossips among the monks are really one after another." In the store, the man who was slandered and had no future was complaining, while activating the ban with his hands, his resolute face was illuminated by the aura of the rune, and his eyebrows and eyes Impressively, it was He Shanjian, only a little more mature.

He closed the door, stood there in a daze for a while, then turned around and walked into the inner room in a bad mood.

Thanks to that kid just now, he remembered that day five years ago again.

Of course he was not absent as he said. On the contrary, he and Feng Yushu went to the top of the mountain where the Tianmo Palace was located, waiting for Ye Jiuqiu and the others to come out.

When entering the Lingxu, all the monks got a bone piece in their hands, and when the three-month time limit expired, they would be sent out by the bone piece.

The three-month period has come, and I don't know how many monks are looking forward to it, wanting to see who can win the leader, and also want to see how many mysterious insect crystals will be brought out in this spirit market grand ceremony.

However, the time has come, and only a few hundred people were sent out and appeared in front of everyone.

Compared with the tens of thousands of monks who entered the Lingxu, it was not even a fraction.

What about the rest?In particular, these monks who came out were generally extremely weak in cultivation, while the heaven's favored sons of the various sects were completely missing.

The principals of the four major sects came forward to ask these monks who came out, but they got shocking answers.

The huge formation to protect the Lingxu has failed?

On the sacred mountain in the center of Lingxu, the restriction that no one has broken for thousands of years is also disappearing step by step. It is only a matter of time before entering the forbidden area of ​​the ancient relics?

What's even more outrageous is that the legendary ancient holy medicine Rotten Deadwood also appeared on the holy mountain?

And the rotten trees are bearing fruit?

All the monks had the same caliber, but Tianmo Palace still arrested a few casual monks, questioned them with secret methods, and got the same answer.

This series of news was confirmed, and all the monks at the scene were excited and their eyes turned red. They didn't care about those casual cultivators who had been destroyed by the Tianmo Palace. .However, the Lingxu Market opens once every ten years, and even if they want to go, they can't.

After that, the people who calmed down a little asked about the whereabouts of the rest.

I was told that those people were all on the mountain, and after the silver thunder sea erupted, together with the mountain and the rotten trees on the mountain, they disappeared from the Lingxu without a trace.

Hearing this news, all sects, as well as the family and friends of the missing monk, all had complicated emotions.

Their whereabouts were unknown, so they were naturally worried.

However, they disappeared together with the dead wood of the rotten sky and the ruins of a mountain, and they were lucky, hoping that the other party would be blessed and return home with a full reward.

At that time, several sects sent a message back to the sect, asking the sect to check whether the fate slips of these missing disciples were intact.They waited for the news in the Tianmo Palace, and learned that some were intact and some were broken, so their worries were much lessened, and their joy and excitement increased a little.

None of this news was hidden from the world.

After all, you can't hide it.

Anyway, they are not afraid that there will be people who will fight for it later, because Lingxu cannot enter, and no one knows where the disappeared trees, mountains and people are now.

He Shanjian sighed, and because of this, both he and Elder Feng were helpless, and could only wait for Ye Jiuqiu and Ye Jiuyou to come back in this broken halberd city.

Anyway, he has nowhere to go for the time being, so staying in this square city and collecting some rare treasures on weekdays to refine his own corpse puppets is also a good choice.But if it takes a long time, this city can no longer meet his puppet's advanced needs, and he will probably leave here, travel around, and go looking for natural treasures.

I just hope that kid Ye Jiuqiu can come back soon.He Shanjian thought, that kid seems to be lucky, he can always find a lot of spiritual objects.

He was sure that Ye Jiuqiu was still alive, because there was Ye Jiuqiu's life slip in Feng Yushu, and the life slip was not broken, so he was not dead.

There was a coffin in the corner of the room in the shop. He went straight to it, opened the coffin lid with a wave of his hand, and a pale woman in palace attire came out.

"I got a lot of materials a few days ago. If I take this opportunity to go further, I will probably be able to touch the edge of the alchemy." He looked at the corpse puppet and nodded, and then laid out the materials one by one and put them at hand. The brilliance of the spiritual plant minerals shone brightly in the room, making it extraordinarily beautiful.

At this time, a communication talisman suddenly shot in from the outside.

"Elder Feng?" He Shanjian grabbed the summoning talisman, and there was a restriction here, only the summoning talisman of Elder Feng could enter.

He scanned it with his consciousness, and found that it was indeed a message from Feng Yushu.

"Return in three days."

"...I can't retreat now." Seeing helplessness, He Shan sighed. Every time Elder Feng came back, he would bring back furs, scale claws, bones, demon pills and other useful things for monks from monsters as high as a hill.I don't know how many monsters have been unlucky under his hands, and have been skinned and boned.

He really couldn't imagine that a clean-eyed person like Elder Feng would personally dismember the corpse of a monster.Later, I couldn't help asking, Feng Yushu just glanced at his black coffin indifferently, and let him understand: Isn't there a corpse puppet that can be used?

In the past five years, his shop has also become well-known in Fangshi, all because of the things Feng Yushu brought back.

"Wait for another three days." He Shanjian put away all the materials that had been laid out again. He planned to wait for Feng Yushu to come back, organize the materials on those monsters, and then retreat to refine corpse puppets.

As for Feng Yushu... probably left immediately when he came back again, as if he came back specifically to check if that kid Ye Jiuqiu had returned.

Inside the Heavenly Demon Palace.

Mo Longzi was holding a bronze mirror in a daze.

The bronze mirror was empty, and nothing was reflected.

What he routinely does every day is to use this bronze mirror to search for Ye Jiuqiu's whereabouts.What he relied on was Ye Jiuqiu's hair that he had secretly collected. It was a strand of Ye Jiuqiu's hair that was cut off when he fought with Yinhun in the Lingxu.

But every day, there is nothing in the mirror.

He let out a long sigh.

Five years ago, although the Lingxu Grand Ceremony had many unexpected events, the proper process was still going on.

When competing for the top ten places, because he was the only disciple from the Lingxu among the disciples of the four sects, he was particularly eye-catching.

Some people laughed at him for being weak, not daring to fight for a mountain of good things.However, some people said that his strength is not particularly strong, if he disappears with Dashan, he may not be able to protect himself.Maybe when his father went back to the palace, he could only see the broken fate of his own son.It's also his luck.

He was convinced of the second theory, that it was Ye Jiuqiu who saved him again.

He told those people to shut up when he shook out a large pile of Profound Insect Crystals from the storage bag.

Even the host who was a little absent-minded due to the previous incident was shocked and came back to his senses. After scanning the specific number with his spiritual sense, he reported the number in disbelief: "Thirty-three thousand and twenty... Insect Profound Crystals .”

Insect Profound Crystals vary in size, the host did not report the actual number, but estimated the number of this pile of Insect Profound Crystals based on the size of a spirit stone.

His father was taken aback by his ability, and asked him through voice transmission, son, where did you get so many worm crystals?

Standing in the jealous eyes of everyone, he couldn't be as arrogant and high-profile as before, and he couldn't be happy.

These worm crystals were all given to him by Ye Jiuqiu on the road.Taking it out and thinking about others after seeing things will only make him feel depressed.

He actually didn't want to participate in this ranking, but he thought that Ye Jiuqiu's participation in the Spirit Market Ceremony was just to peek into the mirror.Now that Ye Jiuqiu couldn't come out, he naturally couldn't let this ground-peeping mirror fall into the hands of others.

Therefore, he won the first place and chose the ground mirror without hesitation.

He wanted to keep this thing for Ye Jiuqiu, and when the man returned safely, he would give it to him, which would definitely make him happy.

No one could have guessed that those monks whose whereabouts were unknown were transported to the Swamp of Rebirth, one of the four great Jedi, by the space rift.

If they knew, maybe they wouldn't feel relieved too early.

The monks who entered the Four Great Jedi have never heard of them returning safely.

At this time, on the black field, a huge mountain suddenly appeared somewhere.

A giant wolf was lying weakly on the rock on the top of the mountain, sticking out its tongue and panting.Its whole body is pitch-black, but it can still be vaguely seen that its fur should be snow-white.

"Still haven't found a way out?" A woman walked by, her face was haggard, but her back was as straight as a long sword, "Tuji, you said it's been almost a few years?"

"About five years?" Julang spoke, listlessly, "Forget it, anyway, I didn't have much hope from the very beginning. Zhe Honglian, don't forget, this is the Swamp of Rebirth, how could it be possible to get out? ? If it weren’t for this mountain, we would have been swallowed up by this swamp long ago.

Zhe Honglian sighed softly and looked into the distance. The black land was boundless, and the vastness made people despair.

As far as she could see on the horizon, under the black land, there was an empty cave.

A black coffin was placed horizontally in the cave, and a person was sitting beside the black coffin.

The man closed his eyes, made mudras with his hands, and breathed shallowly. His whole body was white and unstained, his flesh was clear, and his whole body glowed with a layer of moist gleam, dispelling the darkness in the cave.

His loose long hair hangs down to the ground, and because of the overflow of spiritual power, every strand of hair is shining with luster, and it is as black as a crow's feather.His clothes are tattered, it can be said that he is not covered with clothes, exposing a large area of ​​skin, white and delicate, full of vitality.

He sat cross-legged on the ground quietly, with handsome and elegant eyebrows and eyes, and a calm and peaceful expression, comparable to the appearance of an exiled immortal, which made people look forward to it.

At some point, the twilight around him gradually faded, and the cave dimmed again.

His eyes, which had been closed tightly, finally opened as the cave returned to darkness.

Clear and bright, like a pool of clear pools, ripples appear under the slanting wind and drizzle, and the water color is boundless.