nine coffins

Chapter 405 The Secret of the Northern Kingdom

"Master, please get up!" Amu helped the crazy monk up with both hands, and let him sit on the bluestone.In fact, no matter how you look at it, Amu has great respect for the crazy monk in his heart.

"Master, why did you lose all your cultivation?" Amu asked again, frowning.

The crazy monk let out a long sigh, and then slowly said: "Do you still remember the small shop in the ghost town of Beiguo and the old man who sold wine?"

"Of course I remember! That old man is Xiao Tianting, the emperor of Taihuang!" Amu replied.

"That's right! It seems that you know a lot of things later." The crazy monk nodded, "I remember when you wanted to know about the Great War in the Northern Kingdom!"

"Hmm!" Amu's doubts had always been in his mind when Baicheng of the Northern Kingdom was destroyed overnight.

"Actually, there are still many unsolved mysteries in the Great Northern War!" The mad monk shook his head, seemingly quite helplessly.

"Oh?" Amu didn't expect this.

"The cause of the Great War in the Northern Kingdom was that the Northern King's Palace once kept a strange coffin!" The crazy monk narrowed his eyes slightly. More than 200 years of past events, but vividly.

"Ghost coffin!" Amu said calmly.

Amu clearly remembered the scene when King Nan of Beiguo town asked for a coffin.It was precisely because of hearing about the ghost coffin that Master Wang Jue decided to go to Baicheng in the Northern Kingdom.The ghost coffin, one of the nine coffins, is enough for Wang Jue to appear in Baicheng.

"At the time I thought it was, but in the end it wasn't at all!" The mad monk shook his head and smiled wryly, "The one in the Northern Palace is a coffin completely condensed with illusion. It looks like the legendary ghost coffin, but it is fake. However, we also later I just found out. The ghost coffin can almost be fake, even the ghost body didn’t sense any problems at that time.”

"Oh, is that a trap?" Amu frowned, "Above the deserted sea, who has such a great ability to imitate a ghost coffin?"

"Hey! It's a trap. But until now, we don't know who set it up. When the ghost coffin came out, there was also the nine-yin body of Princess Murong, who hadn't been seen for thousands of years, which attracted your master Wang. Juehe Hongyi Yu'er, the master of robbery in Heishui in the west, the emperor of Taihuang who endured for thousands of years in the northern wilderness, and even now I don't know the peerless powerhouse who can bring down the snow that won't melt for a hundred years. "

"That was a great battle!" A strange look flashed in the eyes of the crazy monk, "It's just that your master forcibly controlled that battle within hundreds of miles of Baicheng!"

"Your master Wang Jue is really a strange person. He is obviously a mortal, but he can move the general trend of the world. There are thousands of forbidden pictures in his hands, which can be born at will. The words can be followed by the law, and the mind can be moved. Can't take advantage of it."

Amu sighed, if the master is not a lifetime of mortal calamity, what is the state of calamity?
"My master is Mo Lang!" Amu said lightly.

"Huh? What?" The crazy monk was shocked, "How is it possible?"

As a demon servant of the Sea Desolation, the crazy monk has naturally seen Mo Lang's real body. If Wang Jue is Mo Lang, how could he not recognize him?

"My master's practice of the secret method of this sect requires the reincarnation of immortals, demons, and mortals. Mo Lang is his previous life! Now it is the first mortal calamity." Amu explained.

"Amitabha!" The crazy monk was shocked when he heard what Amu said, and couldn't help but recite the Buddha's name.

Buddhism talks about reincarnation of cause and effect the most. As soon as Amu said this, the crazy monk understood it instantly.No wonder, back then Wang Jue was able to hold the Magic Lang Token and summon himself directly.

"Ah! Actually, I should have thought of it earlier!" The crazy monk sighed, and he was quite sorry to miss Mo Lang.

"What about the result of the battle?" Amu asked.

"Everyone fought for that fake ghost coffin! In the end, Baicheng was destroyed, and the fake ghost coffin turned into a strange stream of light and went straight to the west. I remember that the master's expression changed drastically, and he stepped out and hurriedly chased after him!"

"Jiexiu of Heishui took advantage of the chaos to take away the ghost body Yu'er, and at this time, the vast snow suddenly fell from the sky. A white shadow appeared, and no one could see who it was. It seemed to be a fairy-like existence. The Emperor of Taihuang , went straight to be imprisoned in Baicheng, and the body of Murong Haiqing disappeared without a trace! Baicheng is a hundred miles away, a vast expanse."

When the crazy monk talked about that day, he seemed to have lingering fears.

"Heishui's Jiexiu is a ghost saint!" Amu sneered.In connection with the cause and effect, Amu believes that the ghost saint is the only candidate, because Shen Yan's cultivation base has not been restored back then, and Meng Hun could not leave hell.

It seems that the ghost sage was so courageous back then, Ziyou banned souls above scattered souls from crossing domains, and ghost saints crossing domains to snatch ghost coffins is logically a capital offense.

"Ghost sage?" said the crazy monk, "100 years ago, the ghost sage was executed by Ziyou City on the grounds that he intended to treason!"

"Treason against Ziyou?" Amu sneered again, "It is expected that the ghost saint would not have such courage, but some small actions are possible. Execution of the ghost saint, I am afraid that there is no excuse for the crime?"

According to Amu's intuition, the ghost saint's death was not that simple.A person in robbery like a ghost saint must die if he doesn't have to.I am afraid that Ziyou City will not kill it easily.

Either he was an abandoned child, or he knew too much, and the ghost saint should be a victim.There must be many secrets behind the ghost saint's death.

"Master, just now you said that my master left Baicheng first, and Yu'er was taken away later?" Amu recalled this detail.

"Huh? The streamer that the ghost coffin turned into is extremely strange, it seems to represent something, the master is quite urgent, so he just left!"

Amu nodded, it seemed that Master didn't know what happened to Yu Er later.The fake ghost coffin must be related to everything in the hell in the back mountain of the Netherworld. Master may have followed the fake ghost coffin and went directly to hell.

With Amu's understanding of his master Wang Jue and Mo Lang's legends, there are definitely not many things that can make him do it in a hurry regardless of Yu'er.The streamer that turned into that fake ghost coffin must represent an extraordinary meaning, otherwise it would be impossible for the master to leave the ghost body Yu'er behind.

The character imitating the ghost coffin deceives the ghost body, what kind of mana is that?Could it be a monk from the Sea Desolate Divine Realm?
The ghost coffin, one of the nine coffins, everything in the mysterious hell, the unsolvable door to the ancient burial and the mirror image of Wang Jue's aging.

Everything was so chaotic and complicated that Amu couldn't help but gasped.

"Did Yu'er have any cultivation back then?"

"At least the high-level Dzogchen of scattered souls!"

"Oh!" Amu was surprised again, "Yu'er from back then! Scattering soul high-level Dzogchen?"

In any case, it is also difficult for Amu to connect the crybaby Yu'er with the Sanhun high-level Dzogchen.It seems that Master and Yu'er still have secrets that they don't know about. Master is the reincarnation of Mo Lang, so how could there be a daughter like Yu'er?

"One mystery is solved, and there is another mystery!" Amu sighed in his heart.

And the white shadow that rescued Murong Haiqing must be his uncle, but I'm afraid it's just a clone, otherwise it might not be as simple as Xueluo Baili.

"Could it be that the stream of light formed from the fake ghost coffin also alarmed the uncle who guarded the Holy Mountain of the Three Realms?" Amu thought to himself.

"How did the emperor of Taihuang get trapped, and how did he escape?"

"Ah!" The mad monk looked up to the sky and sighed, "I helped the Emperor of Desolation get out of trouble!"

Amu raised his brows. Although he thought of this possibility, he was still shocked.

"Besides the imprisoning power of the vast snow, there are also millions of innocent souls in Baicheng in the northern country who trapped the Emperor of Taihuang. The Emperor of Taihuang has a secret method to release the imprisoning power of the heavy snow, but he is unable to resolve the millions of ghosts. The unquenchable resentment of a wronged soul."

The crazy monk's tone was low, and pain appeared in his eyes.

"Master, did you show mercy and rescue those innocent souls for the Emperor of Taihuang?" Amu thought of the situation in the small shop in the ghost town that day, and guessed a lot.

"Millions of wronged souls howling day and night, not to be reborn! If I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell." The mad monk had a sad face. I made an agreement with him to help him get out of trouble, but he needs to go to the Brahma Temple and listen to the 300-year-old Dharma! I originally wanted to use the Dharma to resolve the anger in his heart. But who knows that the period of 49 years will expire..." Speaking of this, crazy The monk's cheeks were tense, and he didn't say any more.

"The emperor of Taihuang, he broke his oath and broke his promise!" Amu said slowly.

"The sea of ​​bitterness has no limit, turning back is the shore!" The crazy monk shook his head, clasped his hands together, let out a long sigh, and looked at the ancient Brahma Temple.It's just that I don't know whether this sentence is for himself or the emperor of Taihuang.

"Five years after the Great War of the Immortal Ghost Sect, Taihuang was out of trouble! For the next hundred years, there was no news. Another hundred years, there has been a change in Haihuang, and the Taihuang Gate has been secretly revived. I have traveled all over the five regions, but I have never found the place of Taihuang. The trace of the emperor." The crazy monk smiled wryly, "Actually, with my original cultivation, what can I do if I find him?"

"The sudden change in Dongling, the destruction of several immortal sects, and the loss of life are all because of me! I committed a heinous crime Tianxiu..."

"So, the master self-destructed for thousands of years, and worshiped the mountain to redeem?" Amu was surprised.

The crazy monk nodded and said: "Even so, it's hard to atone for my sins, and it's hard to be free!"

"Master's mind is on the common people, and it is a supreme merit to surpass the millions of souls in the ghost town of the northern country. Back then, he believed in the wild words, and he had a Buddha's heart. What is the crime?" Amu said.

"Save millions of dead souls, but put tens of millions of souls in the water and fire! Isn't it a waste of money?" At this time, confusion and pain appeared in the eyes of a generation of eminent monks and mad monks.

Amu looked at the mad monk, shook his head and smiled wryly: "It's really a fan of the authorities! As a Buddhist, I have a clear conscience, how can I set up my own demonic barriers? Millions of people, living and dead, are actually appearances. Why are you so persistent? Just ask my Buddha. , How can you not distinguish between good and evil thoughts, but talk about the number of lives and deaths? The theory of the end and the end is the master's inner demon!"

As he spoke, Amu spoke sincerely.After hearing what Amu said, the crazy monk couldn't help but a strange light flashed in his eyes.

In fact, there is no need to argue whether what Amu said is right or wrong, because his words are an endless relief for the crazy monk.

"Thank you, master, for pointing the maze!!" The crazy monk gave a deep bow to Amu, "Tianxiu has been taught!"

"Master's cultivation, can it be restored again?" Amu asked the mad monk with a clear mind.

The crazy monk shook his head and said, "There is no need for that!"

Amu frowned, feeling an ominous premonition in his heart.

"Tell me about you? Why did you come to Brahma Temple after cultivating Buddhism? Over the past 200 years, countless people have been looking for you in the deserted sea." The crazy monk said.

Amu also smiled wryly, and then briefly talked about his affairs.

"The Dharma is boundless, and it can definitely dissolve everything!" The crazy monk smiled faintly, looking at the sword marks on the center of Amu's eyebrows that had faded a lot.

"Cultivate the Buddha Lamp in the Sea of ​​​​Bitterness, and you will have endless connections with the Buddha! Then, today, I will lead you into the Brahma Temple to meet the three Brahma Buddhas!"

After speaking, the crazy monk stood up again, and then looked at the ancient Brahma Temple, with endless compassion in his eyes.

The majestic ancient temple of thousands of years, stretches back thousands of years.The crazy monk was born in Dongling and grew up in Fantian Temple.Although he was expelled from the Brahma Temple, the fallen leaves always return to their roots.

This may be the last time the crazy monk entered the Brahma Temple, and it was also the last thing he could do for Amu as a demon servant.

(End of this chapter)