nine coffins

Chapter 272
Huangquan Road is rough and bumpy, difficult and difficult.But ghosts in the underworld, no matter how tired these souls are, they will not let you rest and delay your journey.Because these undead at this time cannot be regarded as real ghosts, only after entering Fengdu City can they be called a real ghost.

There are a lot of right and wrong on Huangquan Road, because as long as you don't enter Fengdu City, everything will turn around, and you may be able to revive your soul.Therefore, the souls all hope to travel for a longer time, but the ghost messengers want to hurry up and finish the mission. If the soul is lost, it will be a serious crime.

Amu's demon eyes opened, and at this time Amu could feel that everything he saw was definitely not an illusion.The Huangquan Road under the Youming Mountain seems to be a teleportation array, and after Amu stepped on the Youyou Fufu Road, he was directly teleported to the Huangquan Road in the ghost world.

"Ghost world?" Amu frowned, but at this time Amu was protected by various treasures, so he was not afraid.

However, in this vast crowd, Amu suddenly found a familiar figure.

That soul, dressed in white, sat cross-legged firmly on the edge of Huangquan Road.

It's just that the figure of the soul is dim, its face is as pale as paper, and it seems that it will dissipate with the wind at any time.On his chest, an ancient jade emitted a faint blue light, protecting his whole body.

Within three feet, no dead souls from all walks of life or ghosts from the underworld seemed to dare to approach this soul, but they all made a detour.

"Senior!" Amu was shocked. It turned out that the soul was none other than Han Qianli, the patriarch of the Northern Cold Sect who was said to be in seclusion in name more than 40 years ago, but actually traveled far into the Black Water.

"senior--"

Amu rushed over, wanting to approach Han Qianli.However, even though Amu is a high-ranking Dzogchen monk of Lingsheng, and there is an ancient wooden rosary of unknown level on his head, but as soon as he was three feet in front of Han Qianli, he was directly bounced away.

Amu tried three times without success.

"Senior—" Amu called out loudly, but Han Qianli closed his eyes tightly and didn't hear anything.

"Senior Han is dead?" Amu frowned.

According to common sense, as long as they appear on Huangquan Road, they are dead, but they have not yet entered Fengdu City.To be precise, even if Han Qianli was alive in Yangjian at this time, he would definitely be half-dead.

In fact, it is not easy for monks to want to die, especially when Han Qianli was a monk of the Holy Spirit level.As long as the soul is immortal, even if the body dies, it can be taken away or reincarnated.

But the current Han Qianli obviously has absolutely no power of rebirth. At this time, he was able to linger on Huangquan Road, and he was not driven away by the ghost messenger, it was all because of the ancient jade on his chest.

Amu couldn't get close to Han Qianli, so he took out a soul-gathering bottle and wanted to put his soul into the bottle, but when Amu sacrificed the soul-gathering bottle in the void, he just got close to Han Qianli.

With a "snap", the soul-gathering bottle collapsed immediately.

"What a powerful ancient jade!" Amu thought to himself.However, at this time, Amu still didn't know that this ancient jade was actually a gift from his master Wang Jue to Han Qianli.

"What happened to Senior Han when he arrived at the Immortal Ghost Sect?" Amu frowned.

Moreover, standing on this Huangquan Road, Amu was a little dazed for a while.It was impossible for him to follow the flow of people and walk towards Fengdu City step by step, but he could not stand here foolishly either.

But how can I leave this ghost world?

Just when Amu didn't know where to go, suddenly there was a broken drink in the void.

"Where is the monk? Dare to break into my ghost world?" A tall man with black boots, armor, a cloak, and a halberd stood in the void.

A cloud of black mist rises from the ghost-masked man's feet, like riding a cloud.

"Ghost General?" Amu was slightly taken aback.

It is said that this ghost general is a high-level creature in the underworld, who can command a hundred thousand soldiers of the underworld, with powerful mana and boundless power.There are only one hundred and eight ghost generals in the entire underworld, all guarding various gates in Fengdu City, or guarding the dangerous borders of Netherworld.

Although this Huangquan Road is the only way to Fengdu City, the ghosts passing through this place will definitely not cause any big waves.It stands to reason that ghost generals should never appear here.

"I'm a casual cultivator, Wang Han!" Amulang said in a loud voice.

"Loose cultivator Wang Han?" Although he couldn't see the ghost general's face clearly, Amu could feel the ghost general monk was slightly taken aback, as if he had heard Wang Han's name somewhere.

"Your life is not over yet, why are you on Huangquan Road?" the ghost general asked again.

"I strayed into the Nether Mountain of the Immortal Ghost Sect in the Yang Realm, and somehow was transported here! I hope Lord Ghost General will give me some pointers!" Amu's tone was quite polite.

Because Amu knows that if this is really the ghost world, then even if he has the ability to reach the sky, it will be difficult for him to resist the entire Hades.

"Immortal Ghost Sect? Are you a disciple of Immortal Ghost Sect?" From the tone of Ghost General, he seemed to know the existence of Immortal Ghost Sect, and he was definitely not unfamiliar with it.

"No!" Amu shook his head, although at this time Amu knew that maybe the answer was a disciple of the Immortal Ghost Sect, and the result would be better, but that was not Amu's character.

"Oh? Haha!" The ghost general laughed suddenly when he heard Amu's answer, "For more than 40 years, is it possible that someone finally broke through the 'Three Gates of Hell' again?"

The ghost general seemed to have thought of a certain possibility all of a sudden, and understood Amu's origin.

As soon as Amu heard this, he immediately became vigilant, and the black rattan was turned over in his hand.

"That's right! I'm here to break through the three gates of hell!" At this point, there is no need for Amu to hide anything. Maybe the second gate of Huangquan Road will fall on this ghost general.

"Then you've come to the right place! My lord, the ghost general of the Netherworld, named 33, was ordered to guard the Hell of the Yangshixian Ghost Sect, Huangquan Road. If you want to enter hell, you must pass my level first!"

As he said that, the ghost general swiped his halberd in his hand, and many ghosts and ghosts on Huangquan Road disappeared in an instant.

The sky above and below is empty, only Ghost General, Amu, and Han Qianli who radiates green light all over his body.

"Oh?" Amu sneered, "It seems that this Immortal Ghost Sect really has all-hands and eyes. If I remember correctly, the Underworld Ghost General is the righteous god of the underworld. How could he become the eagle dog of the Immortal Ghost Sect?"

"Huh?" The majestic ghost general with black mist on his feet couldn't help being slightly startled when he heard Amu's words.

"The Immortal Ghost Sect and I have a life-and-death contract in the underworld. Although I am an upright god in the underworld, I am only following orders! If you have real skills and pass my test, you will naturally return to the Immortal Ghost Sect in the Yang World, otherwise you will return forever." not going!"

"Oh? If you lose, you have passed Huangquan Road?" Amu said.

"Not bad!" The ghost general responded.

"I have something to ask!" Amu said again, for some reason, Amu always felt that the ghost general in front of him had a somewhat favorable impression.

"Speak!" That ghost general was really a bit heroic.

Amu kept looking at the cold and cold spirit body, and said, "You killed this person?"

The ghost general looked at Han Qianli's soul body, then shook his head.

"More than 40 years ago, this person was going to enter the Hell of Youming Mountain, and he was indeed sent here. However, although the cultivator's cultivation level is average, the ancient jade magic weapon is very powerful, and all ghosts have to stay away. It's easier than me. In this level, I don't know who was killed later, but his ghost remained condensed, sitting cross-legged on the road to Huangquan, and no one in the entire Netherworld could get close to him, and he sat like this for more than forty years. "

"Thank you!" Amu looked at Han Qianli, only then did he realize that Han Qianli's temples were already gray.

Thinking back to Han Qianli's various friendships with him back then, Amu felt a little sad in his heart.

Amu's cultivation today is already far above Han Qianli back then, and with the addition of all the treasures, it can be said to be like a tiger with wings added.But even so, it would not be easy for Amu to pass the three stages of hell.

Although the ghost general said it lightly, Amu knew that Han Qianli had suffered so much back then, that he could only pass through the three gates of hell with a narrow escape, or he might stop at the third gate and the gate of hell.

"Do you know that monk?" Ghost General asked suddenly.

"I am his direct disciple!" Amu said solemnly.

"Oh?" The ghost general was startled, "Interesting! You, a high-level Dzogchen demon cultivator, are actually his direct heir?"

The ghost general was really skeptical of what Amu said, but he paused, and then said: "However, that monk in white is a person who values ​​love and righteousness, and is a hero!"

"Thank you!" Amu didn't say much, but thanked him again because of Ghost General's evaluation of Han Qianli.

After all, the black rattan in Amu's hand stretched out, and it directly turned into several feet, and the string of ancient wooden rosary beads on the top of his head was even more Buddhalike.

"Offended!" Amu maintained a good impression of this ghost general, as long as he can pass the test today, he will not beat this ghost general out of his wits.

According to the ranks of monks in the yang world, the ghost generals in the yin world should belong to the upper and lower middle-level monks who cultivated souls.For such a monk, Amu still has great confidence.

The black cane swept across, with overwhelming force, and went straight to the ghost general.

"Please!" The ghost general was very general.

Standing in the void, he swung the halberd in his hand, and without dodging or evading, he actually directly met Amu's black cane.

"Boom-"

The black light was displayed, and the ghost general took a dozen steps back, and then let out a breath of black air, before stabilizing his figure.But goodbye, the black halberd in his hand was safe and sound.

"What a powerful ghost general!" Amu thought to himself.

Ever since Amu cultivated immortality, there are really not many things that can resist the black rattan.In the secret territory of the wild soul, the spear and shield of the ancient war spirit can block the black rattan. Today, I didn't expect the halberd of the ghost general to have such power.

It seems that all the ghosts really have some resistance to this Canghai Town Dragon Whip.

This was what Amu thought in his heart, but the shock in his heart at this time was far less than that of the ghost general.

At this time, the Nether Ghost's arm went numb, and the halberd in his hand almost dropped.

This ghost general 33 has guarded Huangquan Road for thousands of years, and he considers himself to be unparalleled in strength, but he did not expect that this cultivator from the Yang Realm who came today would have such great power.

(End of this chapter)