hey demon

Chapter 695
Middle Earth, Taizhou, Underground, Underworld, and the tall yin and yang locust trees run through reality and yin and yin.

After years of operation, a ghost city has been established here, with Yin soldiers stationed here to guard the Yin-Yang Road. If it really comes to a critical moment, they will urge the power of the War City to directly cut off the Yin-Yang Road.

"Are you really going to do an autopsy here?"

Walking on the Yin-Yang Road, Zhang Chunyi asked.

Hearing this, Wumian nodded.

"Here is the entanglement of life and death. It is the intersection of the yang world and the yin and the underworld. It is in line with the true meaning of the Taiyin corpse. It is a natural tomb of the living dead, and there is no need for additional arrangements."

The rotten aura around her was getting stronger and stronger. Looking forward, Wumian stopped in her tracks.

There are black chains stretching across the void, interlinking each other like a spider web, and in the center of the spider web is just above the Yin-Yang Road, there is an ancient bronze coffin hanging in the air, engraved with the shape of laurel on it, exuding A cold, dead breath.

"Six ears took the soil from the riverside of the dead, the water from the lake of reincarnation, the branches and leaves of the laurel of the lunar eclipse, and the iron of the heroic soul to refine this burial coffin for me. Although it can't directly improve the success rate of my autopsy, it can hold my soul in place. Even if the autopsy fails, with this burial coffin and some immortality of my own soul, there may still be a glimmer of life."

With a calm face, Wumian said.

He has not yet reached the peak of the practice of the Taiyin Forming Method, but the decay of his body has made it impossible for him to procrastinate any longer.

Hearing this, Zhang Chunyi was silent.

Although this burial coffin was carefully refined with six ears, it is actually uncertain how much effect it will have. The high probability is that the effect is very mediocre, because the secret method of Taiyin corpse dissection is too miraculous, and its transformation is extremely thorough. And once it fails, the monk is basically dead but not alive.

"This time I need you to help me protect the law."

While speaking, Wumian walked towards the bronze coffin step by step.

Creaking, the bronze coffin opened, and Wumian lay down in it, and as the bronze coffin closed, the yin energy between heaven and earth suddenly flourished, and at some point a bright moon was reflected in this void, and its cold moonlight sprinkled the bronze coffin completely. shrouded.

Seeing such a scene, Zhang Chunyi silently stood aside without saying anything.

Time passed, I don't know how long it took, the yin energy between the heaven and the earth turned into substance, like strands of black mist floating in the sky and the earth, and the source of all this was the bronze coffin.

At some point, the bronze coffin was stained with an ominous color of blood, revealing a bit of decay.

At this moment, the rotten breath in the bronze coffin has turned into substance, lying in it, operating the secret method, the sleepless breath of life has completely dissipated, its flesh and blood rotted, nails, teeth, and hair withered, leaving only rotten flesh wrapped in bones His body, he was really dead, even the aura of spirit had dissipated, only the viscera kept some kind of freshness strangely, and did not rot together with other flesh and blood.

"Taiyin autopsy first dies and then lives, death is easy, but life is difficult"

Completely lost the sense of Wumian, Zhang Chunyi frowned slightly looking at the escaping decaying breath, he knew that Wumian had reached the most difficult step.

Restraining inner fluctuations, sitting cross-legged on the Yin-Yang Road, Zhang Chunyi continued to guard silently, and this guard lasted for a year.

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To the east of Dongnan Road, in the whirlpool sea, a long whale cry sounded, and the sea parted spontaneously, exposing the sand on the seabed. One was hundreds of feet long, with a pair of coral capes, two fins like wings, a black back, and a white belly. Jumping out, it flicked its tail, waved its fins, and soared freely in the sky like a bird, straight into the sea of ​​clouds.

Its name is the Kun Whale, and it is a well-known monster. The blood of the Kunpeng flows in its body, and the aura of this Kun Whale has reached the limit of the Demon King Realm.

"Master, didn't you say that you will continue to retreat in the blessed land and wait for the change of heaven to come? Why did you leave the retreat suddenly?"

Standing on the back of Kun Whale, a boy in a flowery apron looked at the figure beside him and asked. His body was thin, his skin was wrapped around his bones, his complexion was dark, his palms were covered with thick calluses, and he was wearing coarse linen clothes. , with straw sandals on his feet, and a fish basket made of bamboo hanging on his waist, he looks like an old fisherman.

Hearing the boy's words, standing on the clouds and looking into the distance, the old man showed a little helplessness on his withered face.

"In life, there are always concerns more or less. They are like a net covering everyone, and people are not free."

"I once owed others something, and now it's time for me to repay it, but this is fine, as long as I understand the cause and effect, I will have no worries in my heart, and I can calmly realize the way of immortality. When the time comes, I will take you to go fishing in the East China Sea Dragon Whale."

While stroking the boy's hair and looking into the distance, a sharp light suddenly flashed in the old man's muddy eyes.

Hearing this, the boy cheered immediately, he was already looking forward to the dragon whale fishing.

But at this moment, a piercing sword light came from afar, tearing apart the sea of ​​clouds.

Hum, the sword light dissipated, and the figure of a Taoist nun manifested in front of Kunwhale. Her head was full of white hair, tied with a hosta, and her face looked about 40 years old. It's a pity that the evil spirit between his eyebrows and eyes destroyed this beauty, giving people a feeling that strangers should not enter.

"Fisherman, are you finally willing to come out of the whirlpool sea? Aren't you going to die of old age there?"

His eyes fell on the old man, and cold words spewed out from the mouth of the middle-aged Taoist nun.

Hearing these cold words and looking at the middle-aged nun, the old man didn't feel angry at all, his dark face was full of sentimentality.

"Chi Ying, you are still so beautiful, but what's the matter with your white hair? Who hurt you?"

Seeing the familiar face of the middle-aged Taoist nun, the fisherman was a little moved, but when he saw the other's white hair, his originally invisible breath suddenly fluctuated, and his brows were tightly frowned.

Hearing this and seeing the fisherman's behavior like this, although Chi Ying's expression remained unchanged, he couldn't help softening his words.

"No one can hurt me, I just practiced a secret method. Why did you contact me this time? I thought you were going to avoid me for the rest of your life."

His eyes fell on the fisherman, and a trace of doubt appeared on Chi Ying's face.

Hearing this, the fisherman pulled out the boy Chui Tiao who was hiding behind him.

"He is my new apprentice. I named him Yuhua. He is very talented. He can inherit my mantle in the future. I hope you can help me take care of him for a while. If I never come back, then let him pay his respects." Enter the sword pavilion."

Looking at Chi Ying, the fisherman made his own request.

Hearing this, she keenly noticed something, and Chi Ying's expression changed slightly. She heard some meaning of explaining the funeral from the fisherman's words.

"where are you going?"

With sharp eyes like a knife, Chi Ying seemed to see through the fisherman.

"Longhu Mountain."

Without hesitation, the fisherman gave his answer.

Hearing this, Chi Ying's frown became tighter and tighter.

(End of this chapter)