nine coffins

Chapter 680 Return of the Immortal Ship!Lost in the Three Realms!
Hanji is empty, and the blood moon is full.On the long cross street, wandering souls are like weaving.

However, the entire Hanji residence was still silent.The red-clothed man was silent, sitting cross-legged on the ridge of the roof.

In the bluestone house on the opposite side, the sick young man was wrapped in a cotton padded coat, boiling medicine with a slow fire.It was a stove with a purple casserole on it.

The scent of the medicine was lingering, and against the backdrop of the fire, the sick boy's complexion was slightly sallow.Inadvertently, the sick boy glanced at the window lattice.

Slightly, there was that dark red light reflected on the window lattice.

The sick young man knew that tonight was the night of the fifteenth day, the blood moon was full, and wandering spirits were haunting the long cross street.

He is not interested in any of these.Because, those are virtual images to him.Even in the blood moon, he didn't want to look up at the shadow of the coffin, because it was meaningless.

The shadow of the ghost coffin, not the ghost coffin.This is the most basic truth.Sometimes he doesn't understand, what's so good about a moon shadow.Those monks who came from afar didn't seem to understand this truth.

And the girl in red on the opposite side must still be sitting on the ridge of the roof, seeming to be practicing, seeming to have an epiphany.

For 15 years, without a break.However, the sick young man did not underestimate Shen Ming in red.

"Ghost body! The Nine Layers of Immortals is not bad! Sigh!" The sick young man couldn't help but sighed, and said to himself, "What a pity! Little girl, that's not a good physique. You'll know it in the future. Ghost body, ghost body Body, they are all people with bad fate!"

The tone and tone of the sick boy's speech were quite peculiar, and finally a self-deprecating smile appeared on his face.

"Cough cough!" The sick boy covered his mouth and coughed twice.His cough was not as violent as Xiao Luo or Murong Huang's back then.

However, the two coughs in the quiet night made the sick young man frown and his face became even uglier.He couldn't help but look at the medicine that was boiling on the stove.

"Old guy, can't you increase the weight again?" The sick boy waved his hand to disperse the smoke from the stove, and then slowly opened the lid of the purple casserole.

In fact, this action shows that he is not a mortal.Because, the purple casserole is being calcined on the stove, the temperature is extremely high, how can ordinary people pick it up so lightly?
Sick young man, once the pot is opened, the medicinal fragrance becomes stronger.

"Cough! Cough!" The sick boy coughed twice again.

In the purple casserole, various herbs and medicinal properties are being immersed in the thick soup.The soup was a little red, like blood.

The sick young man squinted his eyes slightly, looking at the slightly tumbling thick soup, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.It was a smile full of disdain and killing intent.

Objectively speaking, this pot of herbs is almost priceless.

Every herbal medicine in it is a rare thing when taken out.The medicinal fragrance that fills the room is a lot of spiritual energy that ordinary monks can surpass when they smell it.

There is no doubt that this pot of medicine is a treasure, even a fairy product, wherever it is taken.However, for sick teenagers, they are poison, a slow poison.

However, in 3000, the sick boy still took the medicine prescribed by the old man Tang Ji every day.Because, the sick boy has his own means.

At this time, I saw the sick young man waved his hand, and the fire in the furnace was instantly vigorous.Then, he put his left hand on the purple casserole, and gently rubbed it with his thumb, index finger, and middle finger.

A strand of fine black sand, shining brightly, flowed from between the three fingers.It was a wonderful feeling, it seemed to come out of nothing.

I don't know what the black and bright fine sand is.When it falls into the purple casserole, it will melt directly.The red soup gradually darkened.The sick young man, with the corners of his mouth slightly curved, still had a faint sneer.
In his eyes, the Tang family's poison technique is really a trivial skill.

He just added an extra dose of medicine, and the whole property of the medicine was completely reversed.However, not everyone can get that shiny black fine sand.Not everyone understands its medicinal properties and usage.

The black sand used as medicine did not affect the fragrance of the pot of medicine at all.Then, the sick young man gently picked up the pot, and poured all the medicinal soup in the purple casserole into a sea bowl.

Gently smelling it, the sick young man frowned slightly.To be honest, even he was unwilling to drink this medicine. 3000 years, it is really too tired to drink.

It's just that this sick boy is really sick.If you don't take these medicines, I'm afraid it won't be good.After a little hesitation, the sick young man picked up the bowl, raised his neck, and poured down a whole bowl of medicine.

"Alas!" The sick young man let out a long sigh, his mouth full of the smell of medicine.On his face, there was a wry smile.He knew that it would take half an hour for the medicine to take effect, and then he would be dreaming.

At this time, when the sick young man raised his head, a bright light flashed in his eyes.Because, he saw a white light that flew directly into the next yard.

Send the letter Jade Jane!The sick young man raised his eyebrows slightly, and his eyes narrowed slightly.That is, in the Three Realms, everyone in the Three Realms would look away.

The content of the Jade Slip of Letter was reflected in the eyes of the sick young man in an instant.Such power is too terrifying.

"The Immortal Ship returns, hurry back to Xuenan!"

There are only eight characters on the jade slip.However, this shocked the sick young man's heart.

"Immortal ship?" The sick boy frowned, because it seemed a familiar but strange name to him.

Then, the sick boy waved his hand again.Inside the bluestone house, the brilliance is so bright that a mirror of light appears directly.

In the light mirror, the star field is vast, and the water waves are surging.The angle of view was actually the Blood Moon Southern Territory, and the Wangchuan River was naturally in front of him.

Goodbye, on the big river, there are warships criss-crossing, arrayed and lined up, covering the waters with a radius of thousands of miles.

On the battleship, flags and banners were unfurled, and the momentum was extremely strong.A big ship in the middle is like a dragon, which is the flagship.It is 150 feet long and more than [-] feet wide. On the big boat, there are several big flags flying against the wind.

The word "immortal" dances like a dragon.

"Immortal ships, immortal people?" The sickly boy frowned, because the appearance of those ships was strange and familiar to him.However, there is no clear and complete memory.

Goodbye, light mirror perspective shift.There were several people standing at the front of the flagship deck, the leader of which was a man in black.

The man in black had flying long hair, his face was cold and murderous.

However, he is extremely handsome, and the eyebrows are so beautiful that even ordinary women don't have such a face. He must be the most beautiful man in the Three Realms.

Beside the man in black stood a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, his upper body was naked, and his lower body was wearing a pair of homemade shorts.Dark complexion and strong build.

"Demon body!" The sick boy's brows were furrowed even tighter.Because, this man in black seems to have known him before, but he can't remember it clearly.

"Ancient Celestial Soldiers!" The sick young man glanced at those immortal ships through the light mirror.Perhaps, in the eyes of many people, the immortal ship seems to be empty.

However, the sick boy can definitely see everything.All the ships were full of soldiers with black helmets and armor, and even war horses.Moreover, that is not an ordinary soldier, but an ancient heavenly soldier who has been resting in the ancient burial place for countless thousands of years.

That is an extremely powerful force.

The Wangchuan River is full of waves.A total of 77 immortal ships, sailing like a dragon, slowly passed through the field of vision of the light mirror.From the looks of it, it won't be long before they reach the Blood Moon Southern Territory.

"Havoc?" The sick boy waved his hand, and the mirror disappeared.Today, I don't know if it's because of the medicine's power, it came a little faster, but he actually felt a little dizzy.

And at this moment, the sick young man saw Ye Xingbai standing outside the courtyard.

Celestial Duo!The sick young man had a good impression of Ye Xingbai.

The two of them drank together several times.He knew that Ye Xingbai would definitely not be able to see through him.However, he also had no intention of knowing Ye Xingbai's details.It doesn't matter who Ye Xingbai is.

However, the Heavenly Immortal Level 500 Realm in Hanji Town has been as stable as a mountain for [-] years.The sick young man knew that this Ye Xingbai was the Tang family's scruples.

"Are you leaving?" The sick boy couldn't help but smile.Then, as soon as he took a step, he also arrived outside the courtyard.

The two courtyards are separated by a wall, while Shen Ming in red sits on the ridge of the roof on the opposite side.

This blood moon night is very strange.

Because, for the first time, three strange neighbors appeared at the same time on the night of the blood moon.Three people, almost looking at each other in twos, with different eyes

"Ah Xuan, enjoy the moon?" Ye Xingbai said calmly.

"Yeah!" The sick boy nodded and smiled, "Brother Ye is leaving. We have been neighbors for 500 years, so naturally I have to see Brother Ye off!"

"Oh?" Ye Xingbai was taken aback for a moment, but then smiled, "You really are not an ordinary person!"

"How can ordinary people deserve to be neighbors with Brother Ye?" The sick boy couldn't help but glance at Shen Ming in red.However, Hong Yi Shen Ming just raised his eyebrows slightly and said nothing.

"Who the hell are you?" Ye Xingbai looked at the sick young man with peaceful eyes.

"Hehe! To tell you the truth, Brother Ye, I don't even know who I am! Perhaps, I should be called a lost person!" The sick young man smiled, and this was a very sincere sentence.

"Looking for myself?" Ye Xingbai smiled wryly.

"Looking for ghost coffins too!" The sick young man smiled lightly and said it very naturally, "Ghost coffins must be very important to me."

"Or, wait for the ghost coffin!" Second, at this time, Shen Ming who was opposite suddenly interrupted, his tone was very cold.

"Oh?" The sick boy looked at Shen Ming and said with a smile, "As expected of a ghost body, 15 years have not been in vain! That's right, or waiting for the ghost coffin! Everything, isn't it fast?"

An inexplicable light flashed in Shen Ming's ghostly eyes, but he didn't say anything.

Ye Xingbai looked calm, but there was a huge turmoil in his heart.Because, in the words of Shen Ming and the sick young man, there is a lot of information.

At the same time, Ye Xingbai didn't understand why this sick young man suddenly appeared at this time?
"Brother Ye! Of the three of us, you are the only one. Didn't you come here for the ghost coffin?" The sick young man said.

"Oh?" Ye Xingbai smiled, but he was noncommittal, as if he didn't understand why the sick boy said that.

"Because, if you came here for the ghost coffin, you wouldn't leave at this time!" The sick young man smiled, "How can the immortal ship compare to the ghost coffin? You have just told the Tang family not to move for 500 years! "

When Ye Xingbai heard it, his heart trembled.It seems that the strength of this sick boy is far beyond his imagination.

(End of this chapter)