Mysterious world, I was handed over by my daughter to Zhen Mosi

Chapter 13 Will you become stronger on the day you leave the coffin?

Cloudy sky, covering clouds.

In the silent night, evil spirits are in full swing.

Two figures appeared at the foot of Montenegro.

An ancient monk and a young monk.

They walked towards the border of the Dayan God Dynasty, holding customs clearance documents in their arms.

Suddenly, the old monk stopped, and the ancient scepter in his hand made a rapid jingling sound.

"Master, what's wrong?"

The little monk was carrying his luggage, Fox asked.

"There is something very vicious in trouble!"

The old monk stared at his scepter with a shocked expression.

There was an astonishing wave of evil energy, and the entire scepter was crazily warning, vaguely a very terrifying existence.

In the distance, thick clouds rolled in, the sun and the moon were dark, and there was thunderous thunder and cold wind howling.

Without hesitation, he immediately took the little monk and hurried away.

An hour later, they came to the gate of the Corpse Yin Sect.

The sight in front of them made the old and the young gasp, their bodies plunged into bone-chilling cold.

In the dark night, the sky is full of ghosts.

It rained continuously, but it couldn't wash away the bloody river on the mountain path.

Corpses were lying on the ground one after another, and when the thunder flashed, it reflected the face before death, showing extreme panic.

There were cracks in the coffin boards here and there, but the contents were not visible.

There are more than ten thousand people in this sect, they were brutally massacred a few hours ago, and no one survived.

The whole scene was shocking, making the old monk and the young monk feel weak in their knees and shudder inexplicably.

At this moment, there is still some kind of deep coercion left on the top of the mountain.

When its ghostly aura filled the air, it aroused the laws of heaven and earth, and gradually formed a whirlpool black hole.

"master……"

The young monk turned pale with fright, and tightly grasped the corner of the old monk's clothes.

This place has turned into a hell, tens of thousands of people died tragically, in different shapes.

Except for the sound of thunder, there was no trace of life, it was extremely gloomy, penetrating into the bone marrow.

"Don't be afraid, go and find out if anyone is still alive."

The hand of the old monk holding the scepter was also trembling.

The visual impact brought about by this kind of picture shattered his lifelong cognition.

Where is the monster so capable that it slaughtered a sect of the gods and tricks?
If you didn't guess wrong, according to the analysis of the geographical location of Dayan's land and the characteristics of the coffins that filled the sky and mountains, this should have a century-old orthodox tradition - Corpse Yin Sect!

This Fang sect is well-known, accompanied by the rise of the Dayan God Dynasty, it is very powerful.

It is said that monsters dare not invade, and evil spirits dare not enter. There seems to be some thousand-year-old monster hidden in the door.

The ancestor of the corpse Yin even mastered a trick, which can control demons and refine walking corpses.

He never expected that today, he would see such a tragic situation.

Although the little monk was afraid, he still followed his master's instructions and went up the mountain to look for survivors.

After a while, he exclaimed: "Master, come quickly, there is a little sister who is still alive!"

The old monk was shocked, and hurried to the past.

Chen Luoli fell asleep among the corpses, and next to him lay the unrepentant Bai Heng, his eyes wide open, his whole body was torn apart by the corpse slaves, his appearance was horrific.

The rain swayed along the sky, moistening Chen Luoli's dry lips.

The old monk saw at a glance that Chen Luoli hadn't eaten for several days and nights, so he quickly took out a piece of bread from his bosom.

"Where's your water?"

After hearing this, the little monk hurriedly took out the kettle.

After several rounds of bread, Chen Luoli coughed violently, her eyelids trembled, and she slowly opened her eyes.

The scene that entered the eyes was a scene of human misery.

She murmured, "Am I... dead?"

The little monk quickly said: "No, little sister, you are still alive!"

Chen Luoli stared at them in a daze, and suddenly burst into tears, the rain mixed with tears, splashing down.

Seeing this, the old monk shook his head and sighed softly: "Poor child."

Such a scene, he saw it, and his heart trembled in shock.

What's more, this little girl is just an ordinary person.

She must be experiencing the previous demon slaughter.

Living in this world, where weirdness is rampant, ordinary people simply cannot protect themselves.

"Little girl, you shouldn't be from the Corpse Yin Sect, so why are you here?" The old monk asked again as he handed over the second piece of bread.

Chen Luoli grabbed it and gobbled it up.

Vaguely replied: "I was arrested, and my father, I don't know where they were caught."

The old monk raised his head immediately and looked around.

The square was littered with corpses, halfway up the mountain road was covered with broken limbs, and there were no living creatures.

I don't know if her father's bones are still intact.

The old monk sighed again, the world is suffering, and the outside world of the Corpse Yin Sect is very vicious, this girl is in her prime, so sad.

At present, such an ending can be regarded as karma.

While pondering, he took out some silver taels from his pocket: "Take these money for you, go live in the city, it's too dangerous outside."

Chen Luoli blinked, looking at the white broken silver, she pushed it back.

"Grandpa, you are a good man, I can't ask for your money."

After hearing this, the old monk was dumbfounded for a while, and then smiled wryly.

He has been slaying monsters all his life, killing countless lives, and has long since left his original Dao heart.

In addition, in this world, there is no difference between good people and bad people.

He got up and was about to take Chen Luoli out of here, but he could see the sky above, and suddenly a Changhong galloped over, piercing the quiet night.

The two looked up, and the blue-clothed figure flied quickly.

When he saw it clearly, a smile appeared on the corner of the old monk's mouth: "It's been a few years, how is the Blue God envoy doing well?"

Lan Xuejing traveled for several days and finally arrived at Corpse Yin Sect.

But the sight of the mountains and fields made her heart shake, and her pupils continued to condense.

With a glance, she saw that the world was groggy, the rain was continuous, the blood flowed like a river, and the bones were everywhere.

Hearing the words, she searched for the sound, and there were several figures standing in the center of the square.

Seeing that Chen Luoli was fine, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Besides, there were two acquaintances.

"Suppressor Lan Xuejing, I've met Long Shan as the host." She cupped her hands slightly to show her respect.

Outside the Dayan God Dynasty, there are many sects, the forces are densely covered like cobwebs, and there are countless mysterious existences.

Longshan Temple is one of them, and it is also quite close to the Dayan Dynasty. It once worked with the Zhenmagic Division to suppress demons and disasters.

The host Long Shan in front of me is even a mid-nine-level expert with a reputation far and wide, and her methods of subduing demons will not be weaker than hers.

"You're welcome, just call me Xu Shan." The old monk shook his head.

"Pindao came all the way to visit Zhenmensi, and happened to meet the Blue God envoy here. I'm afraid I can only turn to you for help on this matter."

After the words fell, Lan Xuejing had guessed something.

"Xu presides, but it's okay to say."

The old monk looked distressed, and then sighed: "This matter is about the Night King."

Lan Xuejing's heart trembled, as expected.

She took a deep breath: "Before that, there are more important things that need to be dealt with immediately."

The old monk was suspicious, and saw Lan Xuejing turning around slowly, looking at the top of the mountain, the place of endless darkness.

After a while, Chen Luoli and the little monk stayed outside, and the two were already standing under the collapsed abyss, silent to each other.

A pitch-black coffin lay quietly in front of it, as if it could absorb the endless rays of thirteen colors from heaven and earth, making the surrounding stars no longer exist, and candles not close.

"You mean to say that it was the girl's father who slaughtered the entire Necromancer Sect?"

Xu Shan trembled with an uncertain tone.

Lan Xuejing nodded solemnly.

And soon, she seemed to have discovered something, and her pupils suddenly constricted.

Under a pile of gravel, a dry corpse was buried impressively, with a very strong baleful energy wave remaining on its body.

"Gu...Gu Tuo Corpse King?"

Lan Xuejing was horrified, her face trembling violently.

Xu Shan also looked at the past, and after just one glance, he took a wild breath, and was so frightened that his steps were unsteady.

"It's really him. According to legend, Gu Tuo Corpse King has disappeared for thousands of years. He is ranked ninth on the third edition of the monster list. It turns out that he has been hiding in the Corpse Yin Sect!"

The two looked at each other, and they both saw the horror in each other's eyes.

The corpse king is dead and turned into bones.

The black coffin remained motionless, and the two quickly thought of something.

I'm afraid it wasn't the Gu Tuo Corpse King who wanted to open Chen Yu's sleeping coffin, but instead of being able to shake it, it caused a fatal disaster!
"This is the king class from thousands of years ago..."

When Xu Shan looked at the coffin, his pupils were filled with boundless fear.

After being informed by Lan Xuejing, he already knew the whole story of what happened in Tianshui City.

Originally thought that Chen Yu was only a quasi-king, but now the bones of the corpse king Gu Tuo severely shattered their perception.

Lan Xuejing's face was very pale, and she said, "Master Xu, please use the Bo Ruo Chan Sutra to see who this evil Chen Yu is."

Xu Shan trembled three times when he heard the sound.

Bo Ruo Chan Sutra has infinite profound meanings, and can trace back the origin of monsters. It is the secret code inherited by Longshan Temple.

But for this Chen Yu who slaughtered the king...

He wiped the cold sweat off his brow, his lips turned white, after hesitating for a while, he finally sat cross-legged.

Under the pinching of the hands, there is a golden light revealing the eyes, and a piece of ancient writing emerges.

When Lan Xuejing watched nervously, it only took a short time for the golden light to collapse suddenly, and the words trembled crazily.

Xu Shan let out a muffled snort, and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his chest heaving violently.

"He...he has been sleeping and never really woke up!"

Xu Shan lost his voice, Bo Ruo Chan Sutra couldn't see through Chen Yu, but he could track down to the current state.

"how do I say this?"

Lan Xuejing was shocked again. Could it be that the method of slaughtering the entire Corpse Yin Sect was only done by Chen Yu's subconscious mind?
"He hasn't woken up, never has, and according to Pindao's bold guess, when he walks out of the coffin, he will become stronger!"

After the words fell, Lan Xuejing's eyes widened, and her mind was rumbling.

Slaughtering the Corpse Yin Sect in a subconscious state, and obliterating the Gu Tuo Corpse King is nothing more than that, why is he sleeping in a coffin and getting stronger and stronger for no reason?
If what Xu Shan said was true, how terrible would it be when Chen Yu woke up from the coffin?
Who else in this world can subdue him?
"Such demons, I have never heard of such monsters, Bo Ruo Chan Sutra can only see through the tip of the iceberg, you Suppressors can't suppress it, even Gu Tianhan can't!"

Xu Shan concluded.

Lan Xuejing gritted her teeth: "What if... the Fire Ghost King is invited out of the tower?"

(End of this chapter)