nine coffins

Chapter 682 Guard, wait!Blood moon, green devil!

The snowflakes are scattered, and the coldness is slight.In the void, half a round of daylight hangs high, but there is no cloud.

Sunny, sunset, and snow, this can be regarded as a spectacle of Hanji, but the people of Hanji Town are used to it.However, on the second day of the blood moon night, they were always a little lazy and tired.

The intersection boundary of Shizichang Street is relatively lively, with occasional hawking.It's still the usual people, the usual things.

However, if you pay attention, you will find that the blacksmith in the blacksmith shop and the woman who embroidered at the door early seem to be a little absent-minded, looking around from time to time.

At this time, Tang's family was returning from the east, his pace seemed slow, but in fact he was very fast, and he arrived at the center of Cross Street in a short while.

"Ban'er, what are you doing so early in the morning!" It was the young guy from the inn diagonally opposite who spoke.Back then, Amu, Li Shui and others lived in that inn.

"Oh! It's nothing. The shopkeeper asked me to give Brother Ye a few talismans. But he left. A Xuan said that he might have traveled far away and might not come back. This talisman was done for nothing. He only paid for it. I paid the Lingshi deposit." Ban'er spread her hands, slightly disappointed.

"Oh?" The young guy at the inn had a strange look in his eyes, but he said in his mouth, "Hey! It's okay, Mr. Tang's talisman, it's not just about doing it, the buyer has it, and he will never lose money!"

Then, the guy at the inn didn't say anything, just smiled and went back to the shop.He wants to go back and have a few words with the shopkeeper.

Two people, two guys, seemingly ordinary conversation.However, many people in the long cross street have heard the mystery.

"Dangdang——" The blacksmith in the blacksmith's shop swung the sledgehammer and began to forge iron, sparks shot out.Some snowflakes fell on the beaten iron tools and turned into white smoke.

The embroidering woman seemed to be at peace of mind, bowed her head to embroider, and remained silent.There are also many people who have undergone slight changes.

Of course, everything is natural, the town of Hanji is as calm as before, and there is nothing unusual about it.However, many people seemed to be happy for Ye Xingbai to go away.

Ban'er pushed the door open and entered Tang Ji's old shop.

Tang Nu, the old man of the Tang family, was sitting quite comfortably on the quaint rocking chair, with his eyes slightly closed.In fact, he just squinted his eyes, and the feeling of heat caused by anxiety gradually disappeared.Because, he heard what Ban'er said outside.

"Grandpa! Ye Xingbai, he really left last night! All the restraints in the yard are gone. It seems that he left in a hurry." Ban'er bowed and saluted Tang Nu.

"Yeah!" Tang Nu didn't open his eyes, just nodded, and said slowly, "This immortal ship, it's really time to come back. Ye Xingbai is gone, and it is estimated that the forces that broke the Xuantian Pavilion will withdraw from Xuebei. One thorn in my side is missing. What I am most worried about is breaking the Xuantian Pavilion, abandoning the Southern Region, and recklessly fighting for Hanji. That is the last thing we want to see. After all, everyone wants a ghost coffin!"

"That sick boy, Axuan, is still here!" Ban'er frowned.

"How does he look? Yesterday, I prescribed him another three months of medicine!" Tang Nu had a strange smile on his face, as if he remembered something proud of him.He has always regarded the sick boy A Xuan as one of his masterpieces.

"It's almost the same as usual, looking sick." Ban'er said, "I can't see anything unusual."

"No abnormality is a good thing!" Tang Nu slowly opened his eyes, "The outsiders in Hanji Town are all unusual. The sick boy is mysterious and abnormal, and he is the most dangerous. However, he has lived for 3000 years. I have taken my medicine for 3000 years. It is estimated that two years later, the toxicity will explode, and it will definitely be useless!"

"That girl in red is also as stable as Mount Tai." Ban'er said again.

"That means that she definitely does not belong to any force on the blood moon, otherwise she will be transferred back by the matter of the immortal ship." Tang Nu said slowly.

"Ghost body?" Tang Nu sighed slightly again, "Sick teenagers are the most dangerous, but we have arranged to prescribe drugs 3000 years ago."

"The origin of that red-clothed ghost body is quite mysterious. For 15 years, on the night of the blood moon, I watched the moon every night. Maybe, I have spied on our Hanji's secret, just waiting for the opportunity. The ghost body has a very high level of cultivation, but in Hanji Ancient Town, she can't cover the sky. The ghost coffin can't fall into his hands!"

A cold light flashed in Tang Nu's eyes, and he touched his forehead with one hand.Because, between the brows, there is a divine weapon of the Three Realms - Dragon Saliva Zhan.

With the dragon saliva in hand, in Hanji Town, Tang Nu once dared to say that he could kill gods and fight Yuanxian.That was Tang Nu's trump card.

"The Immortal Ship will return, and the Demon Continent may not be able to escape catastrophe. If there is chaos in the blood moon, it will be my Hanji opportunity." Tang Nu turned to look at Ban'er, "Countless thousands of years, our Tang family has waited enough long time!"

Ban'er nodded, without words.Because he understands what the Tang family has paid for these years.

"Retire! Cultivate well!" Tang Nu waved his hand lightly.

Nodding like that, bowed slightly, and ran directly to the back room.And in the back room, there was actually a fellow who was exactly like Ban'er sitting cross-legged.After Ban'er entered the room, that Ban'er just raised his eyelids, nodded, and then slowly closed his eyes.

Ban'er, who came in later, didn't say much, and sat cross-legged in the house.

Two people are like mirror images.That feeling is like Xiao Luo and Murong Huang.

At this time, Tang Nu outside the house watched the daylight in Hanji Town through the door.

"In two or three years, the blood moon will be really full. The ghost coffin will reappear! The mission of our Tang family is coming to an end!" Tang Nu showed a relieved and gratified smile on his face. .

For countless thousands of years, the protection of the Tang family for generations is finally about to see the last light.

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Shura Demon Continent calendar, the ninth new era, the winter of 580, that is, the last two years before Amu returned from the God King Chess World to the Demon Continent Shura Realm, and the Eternal Temple disappeared.

The Immortal Ship approached the Blood Moon Southern Territory in a mighty manner.The return of the immortal ship shook the entire Blood Moon Continent, and even the entire Demon Continent.

Countless tens of thousands of years ago, the Three Realms fought, and since then the Demon Continent has been torn apart, and the seven stars accompany the moon.Over the past tens of thousands of years, although there have been changes in the immortal sect, monks devoured and fought.However, a large-scale organized monk war has never occurred.

The barrenness of the Demon Continent could not bear the great consumption.

The immortal ship has not set sail for countless tens of thousands of years. It set sail more than 60 years ago, and now it returns. Some people understand what it means, and some people don't.

However, all the Mozhou monks who knew the news were a little uneasy.

In the Southern Region of Blood Moon, among the mountains, there is a small red building.Qing Mozi stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the southern region.

He had already received the news of the return of the Wangchuan Immortal Ship.Even, when Qing Mozi closed his eyes slightly, and then opened them again.Those 77 immortal boats can all be reflected in his pupils.

Xiao Luo!Immortals!Ancient Celestial Soldiers!
None of these can escape the eyes of the Green Devil.It's just that the return of the immortal ship was a few years earlier than Qing Mozi's estimate.The number of ships greatly exceeded his expectations.

However, Qing Mozi's eyes, which can see through life and death and forget about reincarnation, are still calm.In fact, he has been waiting for such a day since the day when Qing Mozi entered Poxuantian Pavilion.

In 3000 years, he hardly left the Poxuantian Pavilion for half a step.He knew that one day, someone would come from the south.Because, the Demon Star Field, the Demon Star Field, and the Burial Star Field are all in the south.

There are still many secrets in Poxuantian Pavilion.He wants to block all forces coming from the south.

Forever calm and breezy!
The Cyan Demon is only at the fifth level of the Celestial Immortal, but in the Three Realms, no one seems to know where the bottom limit of the Cyan Demon's power lies.

Maybe Mo Lang knew, but Mo Lang disappeared for many years.As soon as Wang Jue entered the Demon Continent, there was no news from him.Qing Mozi suspects that Wang Jue is no longer in Mozhou.

"Xiao Luo, it's been a long time!" Green Devil looked into the distance and said to himself, "Your complexion seems to be a little rosy. After 500 years of hard work, your demon body seems to be close to a master!"

"Immortal old man, it's really unusual! Seven ships turned into seventy-seven ships with hidden secrets. This has been hidden from my eyes and ears!"

The Green Devil smiled coldly, because the Immortal Old Man's concealment of such means did cause some problems in the layout of the Green Devil.Otherwise, he would not have transferred back the strength of Ye Xingbai and Jinlin Pavilion from Xuebei.This is tantamount to giving up the fight for the Blood North, just for the Southern Territory.

The green devil understood that the countless ancient heavenly soldiers returning from the immortal boat were indeed terrifying power, but it was also a signal.

There are thirteen Drunken Demons in the Demon Continent, and there are seven in the Blood Moon Continent.These drunk demons may go berserk at any time, bursting out with dark power.

The seven great star kings of Taihuang basically gathered together.The seven people should all be angels, and their level will never be low, otherwise, what's the point of dying?Such power can definitely be called powerful.

Of the three blood moon sects, the Asura Palace family is the only one, needless to say.

In Wuhen Valley, even though it was severely injured that year, the centipedes were dead but not stiff.What's more, Wuhen Valley has been recuperating for more than 500 years.

These two immortal sects, for various reasons, the Green Devil has the ability to control or influence them.

As for the Green Devil, the thing he can't control the most is the Ufu Temple. For 3000 years, the Green Devil could hardly understand the Ufu Temple.

The mysterious Youfu Temple, even because of the Ufu Temple, Xing Fei returned to Haihuang.If his and Xing Fei's hypothesis is true, then Ufu Temple is the most terrifying power in the Shura world.

"Xiao Luo appeared, is the big shopkeeper behind the drunk Mo Luo the Murong Huang?" Qing Mozi thought in his heart.

Xiao Luo's real body appeared, so Murong Huang would not be far away!In these years, Qing Mozi actually didn't think clearly about the relationship between Xiao Luo and Murong Huang.

Doppelgänger?twins?None of this explains everything about them.Which of the two of them will the real demon be attached to?
And at this moment, in the second floor, the brilliance suddenly rose.

In the Poxuantian Pavilion, the four main pavilion masters appeared at the same time and knelt on the ground together.

"Subordinate, pay homage to the Pavilion Master!"

Qing Mozi withdrew his thoughts, turned around and smiled faintly.

And on this day, there are still seven days before the immortal ship docks.

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