nine coffins

Chapter 299 Meeting Qianhua Granny Again
Halloween Inn?

Just looking at the name, Amu knew that the background of this inn must be the Immortal Ghost Sect, otherwise who would dare to call it the Wansheng Inn?
"If there's room left, it's this one!" Amu thought to himself.Living in such a big inn may have unexpected gains.

Amu made up his mind and went straight into the inn.This Wansheng inn is really extraordinary, as soon as you enter the store, the person who looks like the shopkeeper at the front desk is actually a middle-level Dzogchen.The guys next to him turned out to be high-level fixed-cultivation practitioners.

"As expected of the Immortal Ghost Sect!" Amu secretly said in his heart, "This posture is really amazing!"

"This senior invited me! Do you want to stay at the hotel?" One of the guys came over and bowed to Amu.

"Oh! Exactly. I wonder if there is a room?" Amu said.

"Senior came just in time, there is only one guest room left in this store!" the guy said with a smile.

"Oh?" Amu said with joy in his heart, "That's right! I want that guest room!"

The guy nodded in agreement, but he didn't leave, but smiled again: "Senior, this Wansheng Inn is the property of my Immortal Ghost Sect. Therefore, the price is expensive, and we only accept silver-level spirit coins here!"

An inn that only accepts silver-level spirit coins?Amu has an urge to curse.

"What kind of inn is this? The New Dragon Gate Inn?" Amu's memories of his previous life have all been revived.

For an ordinary inn, charging ten spirit stones is not bad.A good inn, but one or two copper-level spirit coins.If the current ghost town inn is full, there are only three or four copper-level spirit coins.

This Wansheng Inn actually asked for silver-level spirit coins.Do you really think this silver-level spirit coin is a stone?

However, these thoughts were just in Amu's heart, but his expression did not show at all, the anger in his heart was suppressed by his powerful cultivation base.

"Oh?" Amu looked at the guy quite curiously, "How many silver-level spirit coins are there in one night?"

"Not much!" The guy said with a smile, "Five silver spirit coins for one night!"

"Five silver-level spiritual coins are not enough?" Amu cursed inwardly, "The Immortal Ghost Sect really has a fortune! The Wansheng Palace earns spirit stones, and the Wansheng Inn earns spirit coins. The tourism development of the Immortal Ghost Sect has made a lot of money. really not bad!"

"Okay! No problem." Amu smiled lightly, turned over with one hand, and twenty silver-level spirit coins were now in his hand.

One is that Amu is not short of this silver-level spirit coin, and he doesn't want to show his timidity in front of the Immortal Ghost Sect and be frightened away by just five silver-level spirit coins.Second, if he doesn't live in this house, Amu will sleep on the street again, and the night in the ghost town is too weird.So there was no dissatisfaction or hesitation on Amu's face.

"Can these be pressed directly on the counter?" Amu said casually.

"Oh! Of course." When the guy saw Amu without any hesitation, he directly took out twenty silver-level spirit coins, and knew that the monk in Tsing Yi in front of him was not an ordinary person, so his attitude was a little more enthusiastic.

In fact, this Wansheng Inn is the property of the Immortal Ghost Sect.However, ordinary guests are rarely received here on weekdays, especially during the Holy Maiden Ceremony, basically no individual guests are accepted here, but are reserved for important guests of the Immortal Ghost Sect and people with status in the sea and desert.

Today, it was Amu who was lucky enough to have a guest room, otherwise, no matter how much spirit coins you paid, there would be no room.And the price of five silver-level spiritual coins that night really drove away a few monks who wanted to live here.

Five silver-level spirit coins are nothing to Amu, but some monks may be worth tens of millions of spirit stones or millions of spirit coins, but there are no silver-level spirit coins, which shows the preciousness of silver-level spirit coins.

For example, although Qingyuan Yun's family has a spirit coin store in the ghost town, they generally do not easily exchange silver-level spirit coins.

And soon Amu will feel how worth the money these five silver-level spiritual coins are.

The clerk took the Lingshi and handed it to the shopkeeper at the counter, then directly took the talisman and led Amu straight to the backyard.

This inn is really big enough, Amu has never seen such a big inn in his previous life.

Front and rear triple courtyards, high and low pavilions, there are probably hundreds or thousands of guest rooms.

"It's not like an inn, it's like a community!" Amu's memories of his previous life became active again.

In the end, the assistant guided Amu to a small three-story building that was not too remote, and went up to the second floor, a room on the east side.The man took out the talisman, and with a flash of brilliance, the door of that room opened.

Goodbye to the house, everything is complete, sandalwood is burning, there is a breath of spiritual energy, and it is a suite.

Sure enough, you get what you pay for spiritual coins. Compared with the inn where Amu stayed in Huangquan Town, this room is one in the sky and the other in the ground.

"Senior, are you satisfied!" the man smiled apologetically.

"Very good!" Amu nodded.

"Retire, little one!" Saying that, the clerk handed the talisman to open the door to Amu, and stepped back to close the door.

Amu looked at it again, and he was quite satisfied with this room.In fact, since Amu entered the ghost town, he has been extremely nervous these past few days, and has been walking on the edge of life and death.

Finally found a suitable place to rest in peace.

Amu lay cross-legged on the bed, naturally propped up a barrier, and began to meditate.

Cultivators are different from ordinary people. This kind of meditation with eyes closed is the best way for them to rest.

The power of the demon spirit spread all over his body, flowing like a stream.

Today's Amu can be said to be a man of empty souls. He is only one step away from stepping into the soul state. However, at this step, some people will be sad for life, and some people may stay for hundreds or thousands of years.

Amu is now above such a bottleneck, fluttering and flickering, and the feeling of soul state seems to be real.

Although he has stepped into the gate of the soul realm twice with the help of the ban of time, Amu still cannot possess soul power, nor is he a true soul cultivator.However, Amu has already put promotion to the soul realm on the agenda, and the trip to hell has had a great impact on him.

Amu has already decided that if there is still no whereabouts of Yu'er after the Holy Maiden Ceremony, he will find a place to cultivate quietly, and then find a way to repair the magic coffin, and then all problems will be solved.

Master Wang Jue left behind the eight characters "restore the devil's coffin, guard the sea and wasteland" and "the celestial beings will be silenced and the demons will be destroyed, and the Buddha will be nirvana. The inexplicable voice that can determine the Three Realms" made Amu realize the importance of repairing and controlling the coffin.

In fact, it's ridiculous to say that as a demon cultivator and the successor of the demon coffin, Amu can only be passively protected by the demon coffin and cannot be fully controlled.And if Amu can completely control the devil's coffin, how powerful will the devil's energy be?
Therefore, Amu will only make plans after the Holy Maiden Ceremony.

Sitting cross-legged in meditation, the luck is in the sky, and the aura in this room is extremely abundant.The room obtained by the five silver-level spiritual coins is different. Although it cannot completely absorb the spiritual energy of the five silver-level spiritual coins, it is still satisfactory.

For three whole days and three nights, Amu remained as unmoved as a wooden sculpture made of clay.In fact, for a great monk like Amu, a monk who meditates for three days and three nights is like a mortal taking a nap, but the effect is completely different.

In the early morning of the third day, Amu opened his eyes with clear expressions.The whole body feels extremely refreshed.

Today is the Holy Maiden Ceremony, but the Holy Ceremony is scheduled for the afternoon.It's still early, so there's no rush, Amu simply tidied up, and pushed the door straight out.

But as soon as Amu got out of the room, he saw that the door on the opposite side was also opened, and a person came out tremblingly from inside.She was dressed in red, carried a flower basket, and had silver hair all over her head.

"Mother-in-law!" Amu immediately froze on the spot.In any case, Amu never expected that Granny Qianhua actually lived opposite him.

"Wake up!" Granny Qianhua didn't show much surprise on her face.

At this time, Amu's appearance is different from that of Huangquan Xianji, but Grandma Qianhua is not different, it seems that everything is as she expected.In her eyes, Amu's disguise technique was not hindered at all.

"Don't worry! It's safer to be closer to you!" Granny Qianhua looked at Amu and smiled faintly.

A simple sentence made Amu feel warm.

"Grandma, when did you come?" Amu asked hurriedly.

"When you came, I came. Exactly three days!" Granny Qianhua said.

"Oh!" Amu understood that Granny Qianhua must have followed him, and then smiled, "Grandma, did you always spend five silver-level spirit coins?"

Granny Qianhua smiled strangely, and said: "Your room is the last one. You can't just come in to the Wansheng Inn of the Immortal Ghost Sect. Besides, how can there be any silver stones on Granny's body?"

"Then..." Amu couldn't help but glanced behind Granny Qianhua, and she knew in her heart that she didn't know which poor guy fell for Granny Qianhua's advice.

"A middle-level soul cultivator from Yunmo, he won't be able to participate in the Saintess Grand Ceremony! Let's go!" Granny Qianhua said in an extremely relaxed manner, and then went downstairs without even turning her head.

Amu grinned, wondering if this Qianhua mother-in-law killed an intermediate soul cultivator or imprisoned her.But Amu didn't dare to ask any more questions. Seeing that Grandma Qianhua had left, she quickly followed her.

After a while, the two of them left the Wansheng Inn.

At this time, it was just Chen's hour, but the extremely wide long street leading directly to the Wansheng Palace was full of people, like a mountain and a sea.

For the people of Heishui, the Grand Ceremony of the Saints is the grandest festival.No day is more important than this.

Decorate with lanterns and festoons, laugh and cheer.Especially those Heishui citizens who came to worship, although they were dusty and ragged, their eyes were sharp, and they were still marching towards the All Saints Palace step by step.

That kind of piety is by no means hypocritical, but completely sincere.There are old people and children.

Among the crowd, there were also many monks who seemed to have received some infection, put away their cold air, and put on pious smiles.

Granny Qianhua walked tremblingly in front, and Amu followed with half-armed and half-supported.

In fact, Granny Qianhua needed help there. Wherever she went, the crowd usually parted naturally, or even moved out of the way unconsciously, almost unimpeded.

However, Granny Qianhua enjoyed the feeling of Amu's support, with a smile on her face all the time.

Looking up at the sky, Grandma Qianhua's eyes reflected the void of the ghost town and what Amu saw was completely different.

(End of this chapter)