nine coffins

Chapter 253
The picture of the saint, the background is a group of gray mist, the location seems to be a cliff, and a tall woman stands facing the wind in the middle, as if looking into the distance.

She was dressed in purple clothes, especially the woman in purple clothes had a hideous ghost mask on her face.

People in Heishui are not afraid of ferocity, and sometimes they regard ferocity as beauty.Just like this "Ghost Story" shop, Amu's name seems awkward, but the people of Heishui like such a name, which is why the business of the small shop is good.

Heishui people like ghosts!Affiliation with ghosts is like encountering immortals.

However, it's good to be happy with ghosts, and it doesn't matter if it's ugly.

The saintesses of the Immortal Ghost Sect must be holy, flawless and glamorous.In the eyes of the Heishui people, the saintesses of the Immortal Ghost Sect are the embodiment of all good things, and they should not be desecrated, as they are the supreme existence.

In a sense, the status and influence of the saintesses of the Immortal Ghost Sect is higher than that of the legendary Ghost Venerable.Because the Ghost Venerable is too ethereal to see her real body, and the saint is in the holy city.

Therefore, sometimes the old man wonders who made the picture of the saint in his store, there is such a faceless picture of the saint with a mask.

However, doubts are doubts, and they are already called saints.No one dared to disrespect her. Although no one cared about her, she had no choice but to hang on like this.

Today, someone finally took a fancy to this picture of a saint, and it seems that this person doesn't know much about the customs of Heishui, so he can make a move, so why not do it?

That's why this old guy was especially enthusiastic, and another middle-aged guy in a long gown next to him couldn't help but also walked over when he heard that someone had taken a fancy to the picture of the saint.

"Is this picture of a saint really a unique copy?" The middle-aged man shook his head, pretending to be profound.

At this time, Amu didn't think much about the psychology of these two guys, all he cared about was the hanging portrait.

"Shen Yan?"

Just now, Amu saw at a glance that it was definitely Shen Yan's hanging portrait, otherwise he would never have been so surprised.

Although at the beginning, judging from the skills and many performances in the final battle, Shen Yan and the Immortal Ghost Sect may have a special relationship.

However, when Shen Yan's portrait appeared here, and it was called the statue of the saint, Amu was still extremely shocked.

Is Shen Yan the saint of the Black Narcissus Ghost Sect?Amu has no answer in his heart.

Logically speaking, this possibility is almost impossible. Although I don't know the customs of Heishui very well, Amu has listened to Kuxinzi carefully explain the saint girl system of the Immortal Ghost Sect.

Since the establishment of the Immortal Ghost Sect, there has been a suzerain and a saint, passed down from generation to generation.

Generally, apart from those ghost-level old monsters who can't be seen in the world, the saint's status in the Immortal Ghost Sect is extremely respected. In theory, it is only second to the suzerain of the Immortal Ghost Sect and above the Nine Elders.

But occasionally, the saintess of the previous generation is superior to the current suzerain.

However, to become a saint of the Immortal Ghost Sect, at least one must be a monk at the level of soul cultivation, and there is absolutely no qualification to become a saint without entering the soul level.

At the beginning, Shen Yan's cultivation was only the Supreme Spirit, definitely not at the soul level, otherwise it would be impossible to enter the Wild Soul Secret Realm, so how could he be the saint of the Immortal Ghost Sect?

But this picture is at least a hundred years old according to Amu's observation, that is to say, it was definitely drawn before Shen Yan entered the secret realm of the wild soul.

Isn't this picture Shen Yan?Or it is not a picture of a saint.

"Are you sure this is a picture of a saint?" Amu asked with a frown.

"Huh?" The old man was taken aback by Amu's question, but immediately said, "Of course! Above the black water, who dares to forge the portrait of the saint! He will be condemned to the [-]th floor of hell!"

The old man cursed and swears that he didn't draw this picture anyway, so he can say whatever he wants.

"Guest officer, don't worry! I'm an old store, I'm talking about credibility? Besides, who in the world would dare to disrespect the saint?" The middle-aged man also said.

"Okay!" Amu didn't say anything, and at this moment, Amu didn't want to think about the real or fake picture of the saint. Since it was the portrait of Shen Yan, Amu would buy it.

"How to buy this picture?"

"Ten spirit stones?" The old man glanced at Amu, as if he felt that some lions were opening their mouths.

Then, he glanced at the middle-aged man again, and changed his words: "Look at you, a foreigner, it's cheaper, just give me seven spirit stones! What else do you want to choose?"

"Seven spirit stones?" Amu couldn't help but smiled wryly. He didn't think it was expensive, but that it was too cheap.

Shen Yan's portrait is only worth seven spirit stones, if Shen Yan knows about it, I don't know what it will be like.

However, after Amu learned about the customs of Heishui, he realized that he actually paid the most expensive price in the history of Heishui to buy a picture of a saint.

However, at this time, Amu was already disturbed by the portrait of Shen Yan. How could he think about it, the picture of the saint is a common thing in the Heishui family, how can ordinary people have so many spirit stones.

The magic consciousness scanned the Qiankun Ruyi bracelet two or three times before Amu found a small pile of spiritual stones, picked out ten pieces at random, and held them in his hand.

Lingshi is almost unfamiliar to Amu. It is like a billionaire who usually transfers money by credit card, but finds a few coins on him.

Amu's starting point is high. When he first joined the Northern Cold Sect, he was exposed to copper-level spirit coins, and rarely used spirit stones.These ten spirit stones are clods to Amu.

But it's different for the two guys at the Ghost Store.

For the seven spirit stones, they also opened their mouths as lions, and they didn't report any hope. They also thought about how to bargain with Amu for a while.However, in the blink of an eye, Amu had already handed over ten spirit stones.

"Huh?" The old man was taken aback, and quickly took it over.The middle-aged man took out a jade pendant from his bosom, and when the jade pendant touched the spirit stone, it suddenly shone brightly.

It is really a spirit stone, and it is of high quality!The old guy and the middle-aged guy looked at each other, and their expressions changed instantly.

"Cultivator!"

These two people are also well-informed, no matter from the seven spirit stones or the way Amu took out the spirit stones just now, they can conclude that the man in white in front of them is a monk.

Because it is rare for ordinary mortals to have one spirit stone, and mortals must not take out ten spirit stones easily.

"I didn't know that senior was coming, it's a sin, a sin!" The two guys hurriedly saluted, because his master had taught that when seeing monks, one must treat each other with courtesy and never offend.

Amu waved his hand and said, "You're welcome, I'll give you all the ten yuan, and take that picture down for me!"

"Hey! Hey!" The old man panicked a little excitedly, finally took down the picture, and handed it to Amu respectfully.

Amu took it and took a closer look. He was almost sure that it was definitely Shen Yan's portrait, and the moment he got the picture, Amu felt a very strange fluctuation of power.

That's not an ordinary power, and the picture itself has its strangeness, but Amu can't find it out for a while.

Amu didn't say anything more, just rolled up the picture and received it in the Qiankun Ruyi Bracelet.

But at this time, the middle-aged man was quick in his hands and feet.On the west wall, I picked up several talismans and a small package, and handed them to Amu together.

"Senior, you are here for the first time, so I think it will be inconvenient! Here are a few talismans and a small pilgrimage package, basically everything you need for a pilgrimage. They are all good things from the small shop. I don't know if you can use them. I hope you will accept it!"

The middle-aged man is indeed a businessman, and the picture just now made him and the old man a little flustered.At this time, he took out these things as a little compensation, and at the same time comforted himself.

Amu smiled lightly and was not polite. Although those talismans and small packages were garbage among the garbage to Amu, Amu still did not refuse.

"I want a map of Heishui, do you have it here?" Amu asked.

"Huh? Map of Blackwater?" The two guys frowned at the same time.

"Senior, there is no map of Blackwater. However, we have the holy city guide symbol here, which can guide senior directly to the holy city!" This time it was the middle-aged man who spoke.

"Holy city guide?" Amu thought about it.

If there is no map, this guide is better than nothing.

However, when Amu was about to say that it was okay, a person walked out from the back hall of the shop.

"What kind of black water map do you want, senior!" A young man dressed as a scholar came out.

"Oh?" Looking at the young scholar, Amu couldn't help but smile, "Dedicated cultivation of high-level Dzogchen? You are the highest cultivator thousands of miles away!"

The young scholar was slightly taken aback, then quickly bowed to Amu and said, "Lu Wang, disciple of Heishui Heishi Cave, my junior, pay my respects to senior!"

"Black Stone Cave?" Amu thought to himself, but how could such a small sect, Amu, know.

"You don't need to be too polite!" At this time, Amu was not polite. He knew that the other party would not be able to see his own cultivation, and he was sure that he was a high-level monk, so he didn't have to pretend to be an ordinary person.

"Do you have a map of Blackwater?" Amu asked directly.

In the ghost store, Amu got the picture of the saint and wanted a map of the black water.

The high-level Dzogchen custom repair in the store is
"That's right!" Lu Wang, a young scholar, nodded and said, "This junior was given a complete picture of Heishui by his teacher in the early years. If senior doesn't mind, I'm willing to make a copy and give it to senior!"

"Oh?" Amu said with a smile, "It's so good!"

Amu knew that such a map was definitely a monk's treasure.

When Lu Wang heard this, his face showed joy.He took out a jade slip from his bosom, placed it between his eyebrows, scanned it with his spiritual sense, but after a while, he successfully copied it, and then handed it to Amu respectfully.

Amu took the jade slip, swept away his magic knowledge, and was quite satisfied.Although Heishui is the smallest of the five domains, it is enough to be called vast.

However, on this map, the marks of various regions of Heishui are extremely clear, and even the characteristics, characters, main building topography, etc. of each cultivating sect are explained one by one.

It can be said that such a map can provide great help to Amu.

"Thank you!" Amu smiled, and then a white light popped out of his hand, "This is for you. Heishuiheishidong Luwang, I wrote it down! Farewell!"

Let's talk, Amu didn't say anything more, and disappeared into the small shop as soon as he moved his body.

The two buddies were stunned, while the young scholar Lu Wang stared blankly at the white light in his hand, his eyes gleaming, because what Amu left him was a silver-level spirit coin.

(End of this chapter)