nine coffins

Chapter 296

In the darkness of night, Wen Muran and Xiao Luo stood outside the Wansheng Palace.

bang—bang—bang—

At this time, in the All Saints Palace, there was a sudden sound of a watch, and it was midnight again.

If at this time, in the All Saints Palace, you will definitely be able to see all the statues emitting green lights, and then the fog will be dense and misty.This is the moment for all the disciples in the All Saints Palace to meditate with peace of mind.

However, Wen Muran and Xiao Luoxin are not here, nor are they here to enter the Wansheng Palace.

I saw that Wen Muran pinched a seal with one hand, and then a gray light flew out directly.The gray light spread out in the void and became invisible in an instant.

Both Wen Muran and Xiao Luo didn't speak, they just looked in the direction of the Wansheng Palace and fell silent for a while.

Not long after the gray light dispersed, a wave suddenly appeared in the void.

Two figures, black and white, appeared.

Those two black and white figures were none other than the two black and white priests who had been sitting cross-legged on the Cangwu Tower of the Wansheng Palace of the Immortal Ghost Sect, the two high-level Dzogchen masters who dispersed their souls.

Black and white priests have a high status in the Immortal Ghost Sect, and they can't easily go down to the Cangwu Tower.Three days ago, they just went to the gate of hell, but they returned without success.Unexpectedly, it is now here again.

The black and white priest stood in the void, and when he saw Wen Muran and Xiao Luo, his expression changed instantly, and his eyes were full of surprise.

Xiao Luo's expression remained the same, and he stood with his hands behind his back.

And Wen Muran looked at the two of them with complex expressions in his eyes, and then smiled lightly, and said, "The Seven Great Immortal Sects of the Sea Desolation, the black and white priests of the Immortal Ghost Sect! I haven't seen each other for more than 9000 years, and they are already high-level Dzogchen Sanhun. All good! Undead Humanity is numb, I have seen both of you."

Wen Muran's tone was extremely gentle, but his words were strange, like greetings from old friends, but also like compliments, especially the word "undead", although ordinary, it seemed to have thousands of emotions.

Moreover, when Wen Muran was speaking, his body was straight, and his eyes were fixed on the black and white priest. Under the light eyes, it seemed to contain thousands of murderous intentions.

But when Wen Muran finished speaking, the black and white priest's face suddenly showed panic, and he hardly dared to look directly into Wen Muran's eyes.

"My subordinate pays homage to King Xing! I haven't seen you in 9000 years, and my subordinates are panic-stricken for a while, don't blame King Xing!" The black and white priests knelt on one knee at the same time, paying homage, not daring to show any disrespect.

Wen Muran stood proudly, without the slightest intention of obstructing, willing to accept the worship of the two, but slightly raised the corners of his mouth and smiled faintly.

If this scene is seen by the monks on the sea wasteland, they will probably die directly.This is simply explosive information.

In terms of status, they are the majestic black and white priests of the Immortal Ghost Sect, even if they see the sect master of the Immortal Ghost Sect, they will never bow down on one knee.In terms of cultivation, those are two high-level Dzogchen monks who have lost their souls, and they are extremely masters in the entire Sea Desolate China.Three days ago, even against the tribulation monk Meng Hun, they still had a chance to compete.

But it is such a powerful and powerful man with a high status, who is now willing to worship in front of the one-armed Wen Muran, who is only a mid-level Dzogchen who is only a scattered soul.

It is unheard of for the high-level Dzogchen of scattered souls to kneel down and worship the mid-level Dzogchen of scattered souls.

But now it does happen.It's just that the current space has already been sealed by them. Except for the four people in front of them, no one can see or hear it.

Wen Muran seriously looked at the black and white priest of the Immortal Ghost Sect who was kneeling in front of him on one knee. After a while, he let out a long sigh and said, "Get up! You have worked hard for these 9000 years!" There were endless vicissitudes in the words.

"Xie Xingjun!" After getting Wen Muran's reply, the black and white priest stood up respectfully.

In fact, although they have been waiting for the call for 9000 years, when they were really called, they were still somewhat in a trance.Fortunately, they are all high-level Dzogchen monks who have scattered souls, and they can quickly adjust themselves.

"That's right! In 9000 years, you have not forgotten your identities!" Wen Muran had a faint smile on his face.

"For 9000 years, the two subordinates have never forgotten their mission day and night! They have been looking forward to the call day and night." This time it was the priest in black who spoke.

"Black wolf! White wolf!" Wen Muran suddenly shouted.

"The subordinate is here!" This time, the black and white priests did not hesitate at all. Although such a title was very far away for them, they really did not forget their true identities.At the same time, they knew that if they hesitated a little in answering, they would be doubted by the number one wise man in Taihuang.

There was a green mark between the eyebrows of the two people, which were two wolf heads howling at the moon, lifelike.

This is their natal mark.Black Wolf and White Wolf were the most mysterious killing stars in the Taihuang Sect back then.

"Very good!" Wen Muran seemed to be showing a sincere smile for the first time, "As expected of Tanlang Xingjun's cronies back then, Tanlang and I were right!"

Then, Wen Muran turned his head to Xiao Luo and said, "My lord, these are the black wolves and white wolves who belonged to the Taihuang Sect's Greedy Wolf Star Lord back then. The Taihuang Sect, the Seven Star Lords, and the Seven Heavenly Divisions. One part, belonging to the power of darkness, is unknown. The black and white twin wolves are even more unknown. Back then, the Huanhua Chaos was powerless, so I arranged for them to enter the Immortal Ghost Sect."

In fact, Wen Muran had told Xiao Luo many times about these things.Seeing a real person now, especially seeing the two of them bowing down to Wen Muran and the natal imprint of the Wolf Department, Xiao Luo once again realized how powerful the Taihuang Sect was in the past?I also admire Wen Muran's methods even more.

Back then, Huanhua swept through the Taihuang Gate, blood stained the Sea Desolate China, unstoppable, and the Three Realms changed color.

The tens of thousands of years of foundation of the Taihuang Sect was almost uprooted, the bones were like mountains, and the blood flowed like rivers.

But in such a situation, Wen Muran was able to steal the sky and hide the sky, and planted countless backers, preserving part of the power of the Taihuang Sect.

Although these powers cannot be compared with the former Taihuangmen, this scheming and intelligence is absolutely incomparable.

Thinking in his heart, Xiao Luo stepped forward at the same time, bowed to the black and white priests, and said, "Xiao Luo pays homage to the two seniors!"

Only then did the black and white priests focus on Wen Muran, although they also paid attention to Xiao Luo, but at that time they just thought that this young man who was so beautiful was probably Wen Muran's disciple.

But just now hearing Wen Muran's address, and now hearing Xiao Luo's surname, they couldn't help but look at Wen Muran together, with slightly surprised expressions in their eyes.

The surname Xiao has a very special meaning to the Taihuang Sect, because the Taihuang Sect's emperor is named Xiao Tianting.

Xiao's bloodline is the most orthodox Taihuang bloodline.But back then, no one in the Xiao family had escaped.

Wen Muran nodded and smiled, and said: "That's right! His name is Xiao Luo. I am too wild to live forever. When the family was destroyed, Zimei was already pregnant. After being seriously injured, she escaped from the Valley of Desolation. That's why she stayed behind. This bit of flesh and blood. He is the blood of Taihuang, the grandson of the Great Emperor!"

"The grandson of the great emperor?" The black and white priest's eyes suddenly sparkled.

"Greetings to the young master!" The voices of these two high-level Dzogchen monks who scattered their souls were extremely excited, and there were tears in the corners of their eyes.Without hesitation, the two of them knelt down on one knee again, which was devout from the heart.

Back then, Wen Muran had the foresight to arrange everything before the Huanhua bloodbathed the Wanhuang Valley.The black wolf and the white wolf were not in the Valley of Desolation at all, but they later heard what a tragic battle it was.

There are hundreds of thousands of disciples in Wanhuang Valley, and few can escape.The Xiao family was locked by Huanhua, and none of them were left behind.

Originally, neither the black wolf nor the white wolf had the extravagant hope of seeing the Taihuang people again. After waiting for 9000 years, they were almost desperate.However, they didn't expect that today they not only saw the former Xingjun, but also the blood of Taihuang, how could they not be excited?
"Seniors, please get up quickly!" Xiao Luo hurriedly supported the two of them.Xiao Luo respected these surviving elders and celebrities of the Taihuang Sect from the bottom of his heart.

"Cultivate the soul at a high level, Dzogchen!" The black and white priest's cultivation is now a level higher than Wen Muran's, and he already knows Xiao Luo's cultivation level as soon as his consciousness is turned.

"The body of the demon cultivator!" The black and white priests shouted almost at the same time.

"For 9000 years, God bless you! He reincarnated ten times and finally got a demon body, so we finally have the capital to make a comeback." Wen Muran sighed.Only he knows the pain of reincarnation in these ten lives and the scheming he and Xiao Luo have spent in the past 9000 years.

"Reincarnation Ten!" The black and white priest raised his eyebrows slightly, but didn't say much.With their level of cultivation, how can they not know the pain that is absolutely unbearable for ordinary people?
The pain of reincarnation is hard to describe.

There was a slight silence, and the four people present seemed to be reviewing those 9000 years.They are all remnants of Taihuang. For 9000 years, they are all making efforts to revive Taihuang in different ways.

After a while, Wen Muran broke the silence.

"Is there any progress on the matter of the ghost coffin?" Wen Muran said.

Hearing this, the black and white priests each sighed, with too much helplessness on their faces.

"Mr. Hui Xing, we have been searching for ghost coffins for 9000 years. However, there is not much progress. Although we are the black and white priests of the Immortal Ghost Sect, let alone the vast sea, there are two ghost coffins in the Immortal Ghost Sect. We can't even enter the region!" the black-clothed priest said.

"Oh?" Wen Muran asked in surprise, "The black and white priests of the Immortal Ghost Sect almost command the entire Immortal Ghost Sect. Is there anything you can't touch?"

"These two places are on the Nether Mountain, one is the hell behind the Nether Mountain, and the other is the top of the Nether Mountain!" said the priest in white.

"Oh?" Wen Muran frowned slightly.He knew in his heart that the black wolf and the white wolf could hide their true identities for 9000 years, and they must have exhausted their means to become the priests of the Immortal Ghost Sect, but they still cannot enter these two regions, which is enough to show the difficulty of it.

"The back mountain of the Netherworld is guarded by monks from the Tribulation Realm, and the top of the Netherworld Mountain is the place where ghost saints... practice." The black-clothed priest said.

"Ghost saint!" Wen Muran narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the dark Nether Mountain, "Is he still so powerful, and at the same time so shameless?"

It is also a strange thing that someone above the sea wastes such an evaluation of the legendary Ghost Sage, who is a master of Scattering Soul and above.Wen Muran's madman nature is also revealed undoubtedly.

In the old days of the Taihuang Sect, under the seat of the head of the Taihuang Emperor, there were seven great star kings, which meant the Big Dipper.Tanlang, Jumen, Lucun, Wenqu, Lianzhen, Wuqu, and Pojun, the seven star kings, command the seven heavenly divisions and each perform their duties.

Wenqu Xingjun, Wen Muran, used to be a monk of Xujie, only one step away from the robbery, the number one think tank in Taihuang.It's just that, due to God's will, Wen Muran's current cultivation base has been knocked down to the middle level of scattered souls, and he will not be able to make any further progress for the rest of his life.

The absence of cultivation base did not change Wen Muran's temperament at all.

Perhaps, this kind of temperament is the soul of Taihuangmen who once dared to compete with Ziyoucheng.

(End of this chapter)