nine coffins

Chapter 48
Although Amu now believed that a monk like Han Qianli could destroy the Northern Kingdom by himself, he was still extremely shocked when he heard that the Northern Kingdom was destroyed overnight.

"Just overnight! The Baicheng of the Northern Kingdom turned into nothingness." Han Qianli took a deep breath, "As far as I know, that night should be at least a battle of soul-level monks. The Baicheng, the capital of the Northern Kingdom, is hundreds of miles away. , all mountains and rivers, big and small, are all razed to the ground, which is a disaster from the sky, and there are very few survivors!"

"Then what about my master and Yu'er?" Amu asked loudly after hearing this, his expression changed suddenly.

"Don't worry about that!" Han Qianli flipped his right palm, and a gleaming cyan ancient jade appeared in his hand, "This jade was a gift from Senior Wang Jue. If this ancient jade shines, he will be safe! If he This ancient jade will dissipate automatically if something happens! So, you don't have to worry!"

After hearing Han Qianli's words and looking at the shiny ancient jade, Amu calmed down slightly, but his complexion was still not very good-looking.

"Senior, do you know the news and whereabouts of my master and Yu'er?" Amu said in a deep voice.

Han Qianli shook his head and said: "Senior Wang Jue and I have known each other for more than a hundred years, but it was only because of his summoning that I could only imagine it. There are soul-level monks fighting in the Northern Kingdom, which caused a catastrophe from the sky and shook the entire Northern Wilderness. Today's Northern Kingdom It was directly taken over by the Great Murong Dynasty. As for what happened that night, I don’t know exactly what happened. However, I think it has something to do with Senior Wang Jue and the... mentioned ‘ghost coffin’ that day!”

As soon as the ghost coffin was mentioned, Han Qianli seemed to have lingering fears.

Amu raised his brows. In fact, Han Qianli didn't need to say anything. Amu also knew that all of this must be related to the ghost coffin. It was because of Princess Haiqing's Nine Yin Body and the ghost coffin that Wang Jue decided to go to the North Country.

"What the hell is the ghost coffin?" Amu asked suddenly.

"I don't know a lot of things, and I don't know if I know. One day, you can ask Senior Wang Jue!" Han Qianli's expression was extremely ugly when he heard Amu ask about the ghost coffin.

Unexpectedly, Han Qianli would keep the matter of the ghost coffin secret, and he was so scrupulous that he would not mention it too much even in this cold cave where all spiritual consciousness was isolated.

"I'm going down the mountain!" Amu said suddenly after a brief silence.

"Oh!" Han Qianli looked at Amu, "Can you beat me now?"

"No!" Amu answered simply.Not to mention that Amu has black rattan, even if he moves out the magic coffin in his body, Amu at this time may not be Han Qianli's opponent.

"Then how did you go down the mountain?" Han Qianli asked with a half-smile.

"I will defeat you! It won't be long!" Amu looked at Han Qianli, and a black glow suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"Hahaha!" Han Qianli looked at Amu and burst out laughing, "I, Han Qianli, can't misjudge someone! Your way is the same as that of senior Wang Jue! Everything can win the immortal."

After all, Han Qianli looked at Amu seriously, and said slowly: "Amu, no matter what, I believe that one day you will defeat me! I don't want to ask you what kind of cultivation path you took, and I don't want to know everything about you Secret, I only want to be worthy of senior Wang Jue's great trust in the future, and a future where you won't let me down! You understand!"

Han Qianli looked at Amu quietly, his eyes were soft, full of expectations from elders to younger generations.

Amu looked at Han Qianli, slightly moved.At this time, he really understood the purpose of Han Qianli bringing him here, he failed to raise his roots, Han Qianli did not have the slightest blame or dissatisfaction, but called himself here, with twists and turns and tactful encouragement.

In fact, Han Qianli kept silent about what happened in the North Kingdom a month ago because he was afraid that Amu would be distracted, and this time he told Amu after failing to raise his roots, in order to stimulate Amu's fighting spirit.This kind of trust and encouragement is extremely precious to Amu at this time.

How could Amu not understand all this.Amu raised the corner of his mouth slightly, then bowed respectfully and said, "Amu will never forget the kindness of seniors!"

Han Qianli nodded and smiled, and didn't say any more, everything was said in silence, Amu has his own way.

With a wave of one hand, Han Qianli brought Amu back to Luoyunya in an instant.

"Your brother has been waiting for you!" Han Qianli pointed at Li Shui, nodded with a smile.

"Tomorrow, don't forget to practice!" After saying this, Han Qianli moved and disappeared out of thin air.

Amu looked at the place where Han Qianli disappeared in the void, and the black light in his eyes reappeared. They were a pair of black eyes, which seemed to be pregnant with red and black lightning.

"Amu—" At this moment, Li Shui called out to Amu.

Hearing Li Shui's shout, Amu smiled on his face, the black light in his eyes dissipated, and then called out the Tianxuan flying saucer, and went straight to Li Shui.

At this time, the sky was half dark, and Luoyunya was extremely air-conditioned.

Dressed in a white robe, Li Shui's thin body was unavoidably chilly, and his face became even paler.

"Amu, it's the first time... raising... immortal roots. It's okay!" Li Shui's voice trembled a little because of the cold or because he didn't know how to comfort Amu.

"Brother Li Shui, you have been waiting for me just to say this!" Amu didn't expect that Li Shui waited for him just to say a word of comfort.

"En!" Li Shui nodded heavily, "Amu, you must not be a waste!"

"Thank you, Senior Brother Li Shui! Neither are you." Amu was moved, because apart from Han Qianli, Li Shui was the only one who said this to Amu, and when everyone left, only Li Shui waited for him silently.

"We are brothers!" Amu often said this sentence, but it was the first time Li Shui said it.

After hearing this, Amu smiled happily.

In the past, Amunai was the suzerain's direct disciple candidate, and he practiced rapidly, and he was also a genius of the Northern Cold Sect. Although Amu treated Lishui as usual, the huge gap still made Lishui somewhat scrupulous.

Today, Amu failed to raise the celestial root. Although in theory, Amu has the possibility of raising the celestial root again, but it can be said that there are very few people who failed to raise the root for the first time and succeeded in raising the root.

Therefore, it is very precious that Li Shui can still say "We are brothers" to Amu at this moment.

"Brother Li Shui, let's go!"

Amu didn't say anything anymore, and directly pulled the Tianxuan flying saucer from the water, and ran to the small courtyard behind the mountain.

That night, Li Shui got a lot of wine from unknown sources.

The original thought that Amu raised the fairy root and invited many friends to drink, it never happened.

The originally remote and quiet small courtyard was quite lonely and lonely this night.

Apart from Li Shui, only Leng Yue and Can Xing are with Amu.

Pushing a cup to change a cup, the two brothers do not know how drunk or awake?
"Is it waste material if you can't raise fairy roots?" At this time, Amu seemed a little drunk.

"You... waste material! Hehe, we are a pair of... waste material brothers... brothers! We are not... waste materials..." Li Shui was drunk again at this time, speaking incoherently.

Amu failed to raise the celestial root, and the saddest thing in the North Cold Sect was Lishui, sad for Amu, and even more sad for himself.

Leaning over the table, fell into a deep sleep from the water, still babbling: "Waste material...Amu...Brother...Li Ruo..."

But at this time, Amu stood up and stood alone in the small courtyard.

"I'm not a waste material! Never!" Amu sneered at Yue, and a black and strange brilliance flashed in his dark eyes again.

Then I saw Amu gently raised his hand, and a ray of reddish blood-colored black light appeared in Amu's palm.

"cut--"

Amu yelled violently, and slashed the air with one hand, and the black light came out in response to the sound, and went straight to a boulder hundreds of meters away.

"boom--"

The black light swept down, and the boulder was directly smashed to pieces.

There was a smile on the corner of Amu's mouth, and he tried it out, which is by no means inferior to the power of the eighth- and ninth-level friar's swordsmanship.

Luoyunya, Tianzihao Dongfu, nine days and nine nights.I don't know what happened to Amu.

But Amu's eyes were full of determination, looking in the direction of the Northland, Amu silently said——Master, Yu'er, wait for me to go back!
(End of this chapter)