nine coffins

Chapter 617 Cold Dust Valley!The land of immortals!

In the Valley of No Hate, the soul of painting appears.

This was something that Amu and Mo Wuhen never expected.You know, existences like the old man Huahun are rare in the entire Three Realms.

Amu didn't mention the former immortal monk, but Mo Wuhen had only seen an old man who painted soul, and that was definitely an existence that could be encountered but not sought after.

Yuan Xian's presence is enough to shock everyone!
But today, the old man who painted the soul showed up in a very special way!Those who can see the identity of the painting soul old man will naturally feel scruples, while those who cannot see the identity of the painting soul will naturally not be affected.

This may show that the old man Huahun doesn't want to stop everything, but to control everything within a certain range.

Now that the old man Huahun showed up and gave Amu and Mo Wuhen the Immortal Talisman.It certainly shows that in the entire Wuhen Valley, there is a power worthy of the attention of the painting soul old man.

But, no matter what, it is definitely a good thing that Amu and Mo Wuhen got the Immortal Talisman.

There is no words in the daytime, and the sky is dark in a blink of an eye.

Xiaoyashan and the two senior brothers still remained silent.Amu scanned with his consciousness and found that everything was normal for the two brothers.That senior brother, Chen Fanghu actually showed faint signs of being promoted.

"If this pair of senior brothers can really be promoted here, they will make a lot of money!" Amu laughed.

"I feel that they should not retreat to practice, but should understand the situation in the valley and find a way. They seem to have forgotten the matter of seeking alchemy!" Mo Wuhen said casually.

"What do you know?" Amu looked at Mo Wuhen, "It's enough for them to know you, what else is there to find! After three days, we kill Mozhen Mountain, and you can give them a white elixir!"

"I hope!" Mo Wuhen also smiled.

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In the Cyanwood Valley, the lights are shining brightly.

Occasionally, there are monks who are not asleep, and various wines and fruits are prepared in the valley, and everyone can taste wine and talk at night.

Thousands of miles away, there is a gray valley, but it is silent.

This valley is relatively remote compared to the other six valleys.Although there were a lot of visitors at this birthday ceremony, basically no one set foot here.

In Wuhen Valley, there are not many monks who come to this valley.Because, this valley is called Lengchen.

Wuhen Valley, the seven great valleys, the Panlong is the root, and the Chaofeng is extremely noble.And when it comes to realm, the monks in Lengchen Valley are absolutely number one.

Lengchen Valley is not a forbidden place, it is better than a forbidden place.Bai Muhuan once said that there are many talents in the cold world, which is by no means false.The monks who can be arranged to cultivate in Lengchen Valley are all first-class figures in Wuhen Valley.

Lengchen Valley, remote and quiet, with a colder tone.

The geological composition of the entire Blood Moon Continent is mainly red clay and red stone.But in Lengchen Valley, there are many gray mountains and limestones, which is no small oddity.

Lengchen Valley, besides the Valley of Silence, is also the smallest valley among the seven valleys of Wuhen Valley, with a radius of less than a hundred miles.

However, in the small Lengchen Valley, it is said that there are a total of five celestial monks who chose to retreat in this valley for many years.This number accounts for nearly one-half of the entire Wuhen Valley's celestial-level monks.

Among them, there is a Jiuzhong Celestial Immortal, who is a Gu-level monster from Wuhengu Town.

At this time, half a round of black sun hangs in the sky, ancient trees grow towering, and occasionally there are strange rocks.

The Lengchen Valley in the night looks rather bleak and gloomy.And at this moment, in the void, a burst of immortal energy fluctuated, and an ink-colored figure appeared in the depths of Lengchen Valley.

In front of you is the Valley of the Valley in Lengchen Valley, with a radius of several miles, surrounded by mountains on all sides, and there is only a winding path leading directly to the outside.

In this small valley, there is a towering ancient tree with a diameter of several feet and a height of nearly a hundred feet, with lush leaves and branches, thickly covering the sky.It actually hides the entire small valley under it.

This tree is actually called the Evergreen Tree. According to legend, it is a foreign species from the ancient world. Asking about its fragrance is more powerful than aura.The whole body is full of treasures, and can be used as materials and inner tubes for various magic weapons.

It has to be said that this nameless valley is a wonder of heaven and earth.

The celestial aura here is extremely strong, far superior to other realms of Wuhen Valley.Especially the evergreen tree, which exudes a faint fragrance, which is extremely refreshing, refreshing and refreshing, and dispels all troubles and distractions.

In the valley, on the stone walls of the high mountains on all sides, there are seven caves arranged separately, five of which are surrounded by immortal energy.This fairy land in Lengchen Valley is considered to be absolutely top-notch when looking at the entire Shura Demon Continent.

That black shadow, with a slight dodge, has already entered the nameless valley, and then stood under the towering ancient tree.

"No Hate Lengchen, well-deserved reputation!" The black shadow looked around.

Goodbye, he was dressed in ink, he was a middle-aged male cultivator.The appearance of that man is extremely ugly, which is rare among monks.However, his eyes were clear and his expression was restrained.

Heavenly Immortal One Great Consummation!

On the black robe on the man's back was embroidered a dragon-headed giant turtle.It turned out that the man in black clothes was none other than the owner of Poxuantian Black Turtle Pavilion.

"Fellow Daoist, where are you coming to visit?" A voice suddenly came out of the valley, and that voice seemed to come from all directions, echoing in the valley.

However, the owner of the Mogui Pavilion squinted his eyes slightly, and he already knew that the voice came from a cave on the eastern stone wall.In that cave mansion, the person who practiced was actually a celestial immortal with a level of great perfection.

The master of Pavilion Mogui smiled slightly, and then clasped his fists at the cave.

"I am the Poxuantian Pavilion in the Blood Moon Southern Territory, Ye Xingbai, the owner of the Black Turtle Pavilion. In the name of my Chief Pavilion Master, I come to meet some fellow Taoists and seniors!" Ye Xingbai, the owner of the Black Turtle Pavilion, said Medium, quite polite.

However, Ye Xingbai's words were definitely not meant for the first-level monk who had just spoken to the other party, but for the ninth-level monk in the valley.Otherwise, if you say "senior", forgive me for not being the first level of immortality.

"It turns out to be Pavilion Master Ye of the Poxuantian Pavilion, who has been admiring him for a long time! I don't know, what's the point of entering the valley late at night?" The other party's words were also extremely polite.

In fact, he broke the Xuantian Pavilion and used killing as a career, often hiding his whereabouts and killing people invisible.The names of the masters of the four major pavilions of Po Xuantian are not known in the world at all.

Moreover, among the four major pavilion masters, only the Shenlong Pavilion master is the most famous.

Ye Xingbai, the master of the Black Turtle Pavilion, is a little-known figure. Although many great powers of the Demon Continent have died under his command, no one knows his real name.

Today, if it wasn't for the special mission and to show sincerity, Pavilion Master Mogui would not have reported his real name.Therefore, Wuhengu Tianxian's words of long admiration are purely polite words.

"Visit late at night, what a bother!" Ye Xingbai, the master of the Mogui Pavilion, clasped his fists again, "However, I came here on orders to communicate, the friendship between our immortal sects!"

"Oh?" The monk at the first level of Immortal Realm seemed to smile, "Master Ye, we real people don't tell lies! The Poxuantian Pavilion is far away in the Blood Moon Southern Region. It is a profession of killing. There are many masters in the pavilion. And my Wuhen Valley is in the middle of the blood moon, and I am listed among the three great immortal sects of Shura. Naturally, I am not weak. Normally, we can be said to be safe and peaceful with each other. But if there is any friendship, I am afraid that some dare not climb it !"

The words of the First Level Immortal, although a bit uncomfortable to listen to, are the truth.

"Hehe!" Mogui Pavilion Master Ye Xingbai smiled faintly, "What Fellow Daoist said is true. However, that was all in the past. Now, my Pavilion Master intends to make friends with Guigu, I wonder if it is possible?"

"Oh?" The immortal's voice fell silent for a moment.

"Asura Immortal Sect, it's good to communicate with each other! However, this Lengchen Valley is our place of pure cultivation. On weekdays, we people don't care about world affairs, and everything in Wuhen Valley is naturally taken care of. Pavilion Master Ye, if you have a good idea, you can go to Panlong Valley to negotiate with my Valley Master!"

The corner of Ye Xingbai's mouth curled up, and he said with a sneer, "That makes sense! But, dare I ask you, should I go to negotiate with that valley owner?"

"Lord Yege, what do you mean by that?" Tianxian Yizhong's voice was slightly low.

"I heard that the current Master Mo Gu is the one who kills his brother and deceives his sister-in-law. Although I broke the Xuantian Pavilion, although I make killing a career, I don't despise what I do. Therefore, my pavilion master should not make friends with this person."

"It is said that Mo Yunshan had a son, Mo Wuhen, who was the last valley master. He was sincere and did not disgrace the name of his ancestors, but he was persecuted and hunted down. He narrowly escaped death. The master of my family cherishes his talent and is willing to make friends with him! If you break the Xuantian Pavilion and Then the young master Wuhen, negotiate and negotiate, what do you think, fellow daoists and seniors?"

At this time, Ye Xingbai had already spoken clearly.The five great immortals in the valley can naturally understand Ye Xingbai's meaning.

"It turns out that Pavilion Master Ye came here for the rebellious son who killed his father and betrayed the valley!" The first-level immortal monk sneered.

"The theory of killing your father and betraying the valley, I think you all know right and wrong in your hearts. Let's open the skylight and speak clearly. I broke the Xuantian Pavilion, and I am willing to fully support the young master Wuhen and take charge of the great cause in the valley. In the future, I also wish to communicate with Wuhengu with all my strength." Alright. Tonight, I am here to consult fellow Taoists and seniors for their opinions!"

"Haha!" At this time, another voice of heaven suddenly sounded, "When will I break the Xuantian Pavilion, it will be your turn to break the Xuantian Pavilion and point fingers!"

Following that sound, a white shadow rushed out from a cave in the south.The endless power of the gods rolled towards Ye Xingbai like a whirlwind.

Ye Xingbai was prepared for everything, he couldn't help but smile coldly.

(End of this chapter)