nine coffins

Chapter 596 Eighty-eight thousand years of birthday ceremony
The ancient house in the deep mountain, I don't know the sun and the moon.Black and white rotation, flow time.

Amu and others, in the blink of an eye, three months have passed in Poxuantian Pavilion.The injuries of the four masters of the Poxuantian Pavilion have basically healed, only Gan Tianqing's nine-transformation body is still one transformation away from recovery.However, all this is no problem.

Yesterday, the silver-haired Xing Fei had bid farewell to everyone and left in a hurry.

Amu and Qing Mozi also communicated with each other by sending jade slips.The rest of the people are preparing for the next step of how to capture Wuhen Valley.

There is no doubt about the strength of Wuhen Valley among the three great immortal sects of Blood Moon.

Even now, with the full support of Poxuantian Pavilion, it is impossible to directly enter Wuhen Valley.That would be tantamount to suicide.Therefore, everything should be considered in the long run.

During the three months, Gan Tianqing was recovering from his injuries, and Amu, Li Shui, Bai Wuming, and Mo Wuhen also made some plans in their spare time.

The most powerful force in Wuhen Valley is of course the Ninefold Heavenly Immortal who hides from the world in the valley.

A nine-layered immortal is enough to sweep away everything.As for the ninth level of immortals in Wuhen Valley, Mo Wuhen said that there are at least three, and this does not include the great powers of the seventh and eighth levels of immortals.

Therefore, to seize Wuhen Valley, those old monsters must not be disturbed.Once you let them do it, it will be too troublesome.Fortunately, Mo Wuhen's surname is Mo. According to what he said, those old monsters don't care who is the owner of the valley, as long as their surname is Mo.

If Mo Zhenshan, the current valley owner, and his henchmen were killed, then Mo Wuhen would have a chance.Therefore, the question became how to kill Mo Zhenshan, and how to collect evidence of his crimes in the past to win the hearts of the people in the valley.

"Mozhen Mountain, the second level of immortality, who of you can kill him?" At this moment, Amu looked at Gan Tianqing and the others.

The four major pavilion masters, except Gan Tianqing's realm, are somewhat special, except that they appear to be at the second level of immortality, but in fact they don't know much about it.The realms of the other three pavilion masters are all the Great Perfection of the Celestial Immortal.

"If the conditions are met, we can assassinate him. All four of us can kill him. But if we fight one-on-one, I'm [-]% sure to kill him." Gan Tianqing sneered.

"I'm [-]% sure!" said the owner of the Mogui Pavilion.

"Our maximum is [-]%!" Xuanfeng and Jinlin Pavilion Master said almost at the same time.

Breaking Xuantian Pavilion, Shenlong is number one, it really is true.

"That's right!" Amu nodded, "However, we must take the Wuhen Valley at the lowest cost! Mozhen Mountain is in the Wuhen Valley, and it still has absolutely powerful power."

"Mo Zhenshan, you must die under my Immortal Killing Talisman!" At this moment, Mo Wuhen's cheeks tensed, and he raised his eyebrows.

"Don't worry!" Amu patted Mo Wuhen's shoulder and said solemnly, "Wuhen, the last blow must be yours. We will make you hate once, never hate."

Everyone nodded.Mo Wuhen clasped his fists at everyone solemnly, but didn't say much.

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Half a month later, Blood Moon Zhonglu.A fairy city named Pingchuan.

Pingchuan City is a second-class fairy city on the Blood Moon Continent.It is less than three thousand miles away from Wuhen Valley. For monks in the fairyland, such a distance can be reached in just a moment.

The boundary of Pingchuan City is a plain.It extends in all directions, so there are constant exchanges and prosperity.

It has a radius of tens of thousands of miles and several fairy gates, the most famous of which is Wuhen Valley. Another important point is that there is a restaurant in the city, which is Zuimoluo.

That is the Blood Moon Continent, one of the seven drunken demons.

Of course, there is not only one restaurant in Pingchuan City, but also taverns everywhere.

At this time, not far from Zui Moluo, there were two guests sitting in a rather simple tavern.One is wearing a green shirt and the other is wearing a black shirt.

The two people, Sanhun high-level Dzogchen, have ordinary appearances, without any strangeness.They belong to the kind of existence that can't be found even if they are thrown into the crowd.

Two people, two jugs of wine, a few side dishes, drink slowly.In fact, it was none other than Amu and Mo Wuhen who suppressed their cultivation and completely changed their appearance.

This Pingchuan City has completely entered the sphere of influence of Wuhen Valley.Three days ago, Amu and others left the dark rudder of the Xuantian Pavilion and arrived here, but they made full preparations.

First of all, in order not to attract attention, everyone acted separately, two or three people.Amu and Mo Wuhen were together, Li Shui, Bai Wuming, and Gan Tianqing were walking together, and the remaining three pavilion masters were in a group.

In fact, although the power of Po Xuantian Pavilion is mainly in the southern part of Blood Moon, there are also many arrangements in Blood Moon Central Continent.However, be careful not to overwhelm the enemy, everyone decided not to use these powers for the time being.

The three groups of people entered Pingchuan City on different days and acted on their own, but secretly agreed on the contact information.

Moreover, the appearances of Amu and the others were arranged by Gan Tianqing himself.The master of the Shenlong Pavilion, the Shenlong sees the head but does not see the tail, and uses disguise methods, so he can be called the number one Shura.

Therefore, Amu and the others were not worried about revealing their identities at all.Amu and Mo Wuhen entered the city for the second time yesterday, and the first to enter the city were the three pavilion masters, because they had the highest cultivation.If there is any problem, it can be solved at any time.

Although there is a drunk demon Luo, but Amumo has no hatred and doesn't want to scare the snake, so he just rests in this small shop.The main purpose this time is Wuhen Valley.

Mo Wuhen is naturally very familiar with this Pingchuan City.It's just that after 2000 years, he needs to learn more, and then he is going to contact Wuhengu's insider before making further plans.

The small shop they were in was not big, with only four tables.They took one and chatted about innocuous matters.After a while, two more monks came in, one tall and the other short, both in green robes, and their cultivation was at the intermediate level of scattered souls.

This kind of cultivation is already considered a low-level monk in the Blood Moon Continent.The two of them looked like they had come from afar.They picked up a table and sat down, ordered some food and drink.

Originally, Amu and Mo Wuhen didn't pay much attention to the two monks, but the two monks were drinking and chatting, which caught their attention.

"Brother, you said that if we go to celebrate our birthday this time, Wuhen Valley will help us?" asked the slightly tall monk.

"Ai! It's hard to say!" The shorter cultivator sighed, "Wuhen Valley, the three great blood moon sects, with eyes above the top. Our Xiaoyashan, a blood moon third-rate sect, and there is no invitation card, maybe , they are not allowed to enter the valley, and there is no talk of helping. However, it is hard to say, maybe we will meet noble people to help."

"Oh! It's a pity that there is no way!" The tall monk drank a glass of mulled wine.

Hearing this, Mo Wuhen and Amu couldn't help but look at each other.

Xiaoya Mountain is the Blood Moon Central Continent, an extremely remote Xiaoxianmen, not even a third-rate one.Thousands of years ago, Mo Wuhen passed by once, remembering that the sect master of Xiaoya Mountain was nothing more than a disaster.

Happy birthday, whose birthday is it?Mo Wuhen couldn't remember who's birthday in Wuhen Valley.

"Two friends are invited!" Thinking of this, Mo Wuhen toasted the two monks.

There were no other customers in the store, so they were separated by a table.The two monks from Xiaoya Mountain were slightly taken aback. In their eyes, the ones sitting opposite were naturally two high-ranking Dzogchen who scattered souls.

Although a little surprised, the two monks from Xiaoya Mountain were quite knowledgeable, and immediately raised their glasses to show their goodwill.

"You two are friendly!"

"Wu Mo, I have been to Xiaoya Mountain before. It has beautiful mountains and clear waters, and it is a rare place with good geomantic omen!" Mo Wuhen first flirted with each other.

"Where is there! Let Daoist Wu, you are laughing!" The two Little Yashan monks were naturally proud when they heard each other praise their mountain gate, but they were a little reserved and nodded politely.

"I just heard that the two of you said that you will go to Wuhen Valley to celebrate your birthday. Dare I ask, who lives in Wuhen Valley?" Mo Wuhen said.

"Oh? Fellow Daoists aren't locals either?" Brother Gao said.

"No, we are casual cultivators, just passing by! If there is a big scene, we still want to join in the fun." Mo Wuhen said.

"I see. In seven days, it will be the 8000th birthday of the Lord of the Wuhen Valley, Mo Valley! It is said that the scene is huge, and many fairy gates on the Blood Moon Continent have been invited. I heard that even the Shura Palace and the Ufu Palace will come. Human beings are a holy scripture." The short monk's eyes glowed with envy.

"Oh? Master Mo Gu, 8000 years old?" Mo Wuhen's heart moved, and after a little calculation, it seems that there should be almost the same difference.He and Amu looked at each other, and both of them felt in their hearts that this might be an opportunity.Because, entering the valley openly, to some extent, is much safer than spying in secret.

"Master Mo Gu's birthday is truly a sacred scripture!" Mo Wuhen smiled, but his heart was full of resentment, "Those two Taoist brothers are troubled because there is no invitation."

"Uh!" The two monks were slightly embarrassed, "To tell you the truth, fellow daoists, it is exactly!"

"This matter is easy to handle. I have some friends in Wuhen Valley! We are destined, so I will give you two an invitation card tomorrow, how about it?" Mo Wuhen smiled.

"Is this true?" The eyes of the two monks in Xiaoyashan lit up.

"How can you joke?" Mo Wuhen smiled, "Tomorrow, we will see you in this small shop, and I will send the two of you. However, the things in Mo Wuhen Valley are exquisite, and you two fellow Taoists, don't spread the word, or it will be troublesome." !"

"Your Excellency!" The senior brother from Xiaoyashan couldn't help but look at each other, feeling overjoyed.

At this time, an ordinary-looking woman was passing by the door of the small shop.It's just them, no one pays attention.And in that woman's eyes, there was too much lingering hatred.

(End of this chapter)