nine coffins

Chapter 47
In the huge Luoyunya, only Han Qianli, Amu and Xiutong Lishui were left.

The wind is still the same, the mountains are still the same, but Amu seems to feel that everything is a little different.

Han Qianli looked around, didn't say much, but waved his hand, and disappeared directly from Luoyunya with Amu in an instant.

At this time, Li Shui stared blankly at the place where Han Qianli and Amu disappeared, without saying a word.

And Amu was instantly moved by Han Qianli to a cold stone room.Instant teleportation is a supernatural power of spiritual monks.

The stone room is not big, only two feet square, and the walls are all blue rocks, but the cold air is pervasive, the walls are slightly covered with frost, and the endless cold air radiates from the walls, the chill is biting.It's more like an ice cave.

"This is the belly of Tongtian Peak, where I usually practice. No one can enter except the Beihan Sect Master. All spiritual consciousness is isolated here, and even a few masters of the Beihan Sect can't explore it." Han Qianliyi Pointingly said to Amu.

Although the ice cave was bitingly cold, the dripping water turned into ice, but Han Qianli could see that Amu didn't feel the slightest chill, which further confirmed his guess.

You must know that this stone room is called the Hanyin Cave, and it is used exclusively by the Northern Cold Sect Master. If you don't have the most spiritual cultivation, you can't stay here at all.

Those cold qi are extremely yin qi, and monks below the highest spirit cannot bear it, but Amu is as usual, which shows that Amu must have other means to protect himself besides the fairy bone.

"Eh? Senior, why did you bring me here?" Amu glanced at the ice cave, his tone quite calm.

When he faced Han Qianli alone, Amu still felt that the title of senior was more affectionate.

Han Qianli looked at Amu, sighed slightly, and did not answer Amu's question directly, but said: "Amu, I didn't expect you to shock the Northern Cold Sect again in such a way today!"

When Amu heard this, he smiled wryly and said, "The junior didn't raise the celestial root, which disappointed the senior!"

"Disappointed?" Han Qianli smiled meaningfully.

After a while, Han Qianli said slowly: "Amu, I believe that the disciple of Senior Wang Jue will never be a waste!"

"Huh?" Han Qianli suddenly said such words, but Amu did not expect that this was also the first time Han Qianli mentioned Wang Jue since Amu joined the Northern Cold Sect.

In fact, Amu had already guessed from the usual words and deeds of everyone in Beihan that only Han Qianli in the entire Beihan sect knew about Wang Jue's existence.

"As a mortal but with a fairy bone, Patriarch Beihan can't accept your great gift. He easily entered the magic cave of Tianzihao and killed the ninth-level beginner with the body of a boy cultivator. He practiced thousands of miles in a day and reached the final achievement in three months. Only after nine days and nine nights Exiting customs but failing to grow roots. Amu, have you heard of such a magical waste?" Han Qian looked at Amu with a gentle expression.

After hearing Han Qianli's words, Amu just smiled lightly and didn't say much.

At this time, facing Han Qianli, Amu suddenly had the feeling that he had faced Wang Jue before. There was no need to say a lot of things, and they naturally understood each other.

"Show me the black light you used when you killed the first-level ninth-level cultivator of Youyunmen!" Han Qianli said directly.

Amu didn't hesitate either. He used black rattan to kill the monk Youyunmen that day, so black rattan is no longer a secret to Han Qianli.

With a thought, the black rattan turned into a black awn and flew out, and then turned into a rattan in Amu's palm.

Amu directly handed it to Han Qianli.

As soon as the black light spread out, the extremely yin energy in the cold yin cave stagnated immediately, and Han Qianli frowned, an inexplicable force made his spiritual heart tremble after a hundred years of hard work.

"What kind of treasure is this? I am a spiritual monk, and I have my own spiritual body, so I shouldn't feel this way when I face the legendary fairy treasure?"

Han Qianli thought about it, and reached out to take the rattan that Amu handed over.

But at the moment when Han Qianli was about to touch the rattan, the black rattan suddenly turned into a black awn, flew up like a black lightning, and then flew up and down around Amu, drawing out a series of black flowers .

"Automatically choose the master? But this black rattan will never be a monk's soul treasure."

Han Qianli turned pale with shock, it was obvious that the black rattan had its own spirituality, and he didn't want Han Qianli to touch it at all.

At the same time, this aroused Han Qianli's interest. With a flick of the middle finger of his right hand, a stream of spiritual power turned into a white stream, bright as a star, and went straight to the black vine.

Don't look at Han Qianli just flicking his middle finger, which seems random, but in fact it is not. It is definitely a magic technique of the holy level, and such an attack is difficult for even the most spiritual monks to avoid.

The white streamer was as fast as lightning, and arrived in an instant, Han Qianli really couldn't believe that he, a monk of the Supreme Spirit, could not get a magic weapon that was not controlled by the master.

At this time, Amu didn't expect that the black rattan would not let Han Qianli touch it, and he became curious, so he naturally wouldn't manipulate it secretly.

When the white light hit, the black rattan did not hide or dodge, it just vibrated slightly, and then raised it suddenly, directly meeting the white streamer.

"Pa——" With a crisp sound, Han Qianli's white light was blown away by the black vine, and then the black vine was suspended in front of Amu's body, pointing directly at Han Qianli, the black light flickered, and the murderous intent filled the air.

"Huh?" Han Qianli was stunned by everything in front of him, "It seems that the black vines are protecting Amu, if he makes a forceful move again, he will probably be attacked."

Amu couldn't help being a little embarrassed when he saw it, and urged the black rattan in his mind, but the black rattan was unmoved at all.

Except for Wang Jue and Amu, this black rattan will never be touched by others. It seems that Amu still underestimated the power of the black rattan.

This is definitely a magic weapon that possesses spirituality and can automatically protect the Lord.What Master Wang Jue gave is absolutely unimaginable.

As if seeing Amu's efforts, Han Qianli was stunned for a while, then shook his head and smiled bitterly: "No need, Amu, this treasure is so spiritual, it is by no means a vulgar thing. Unfortunately, I can't see its origin, it must be at least a legendary fairy treasure Level. Presumably this is a life-saving item given to you by senior Wang Jue!"

Amu nodded. At this time, there is no need to deny anything, and there is no need to say anything more.Amu would not be so stupid as to tell about the magic coffin. The incident involving the nine coffins may not be what Amu could have imagined.

Han Qianli nodded, and signaled Amu to put away the black rattan. Facing such a treasure, even a soul-level cultivator would be tempted, but Han Qianli didn't have the slightest intention of coveting it, or dare not covet it in the slightest.

Han Qianli would never dare to touch Wang Jue's things.

"Amu, I brought you here and want to tell you one more thing!" Han Qianli didn't ask Amu any other questions.

Many things, in fact, do not need to ask.

"What's the matter?" Amu took the black rattan.

"The Northern Kingdom has perished!" Han Qianli said slowly.

"What?" Amu was shocked when he heard this.

More than three months ago, Amu came to the Northern Cold Sect, and Wang Jue and Yuer went to the capital of the Northern Kingdom to make coffins. In just three months, the Northern Kingdom, which has a strong army and millions of soldiers, suddenly perished?
"In just three months, why did the Northern Kingdom suddenly fall? Is there any news about my master and Yu'er?" Amu asked anxiously.

"Three months?" Han Qianli smiled wryly, "The Northern Kingdom fell overnight, and it was a month ago. It's just that I didn't tell you!"

"Overnight?" Amu was shocked.

(End of this chapter)