Kowloon pull coffin
Chapter 443
Chapter 443
In the ancient Three Realms, the God of War and the God of Death lived side by side. Where there is war, there is death.
When the god of war Murong Yuanrui kissed lightly on the lips of the god of death, Yuhua, like falling snow, the sea of consciousness was opened with a bang.
Part of the memory fragments surged out...
My name is Lin Yuhua. I was born in poverty and died in despair.
As the Empress of the Yellow River, my resentment persisted, but I did not lose my spirit, but I could never leave the water of the Yellow River.
I stayed at the bottom of the river for a year and a year, and the longest thing I did was to sneak out of the water at midnight and quietly watch the fireworks on both sides of the river.
I am a lonely soul, and all I have is loneliness. Just when I thought my loneliness would be destroyed little by little, a humiliation from the water ghost in the river awakened my destiny and gave me another a person's memory.
The remnant soul of Po Jun reincarnated nine times, and when he found me, the power of divine sense in the remnant soul was already very weak.
Therefore, she had no way to awaken my fate before I was alive, and she failed for many years after her death. It wasn't until that humiliation aroused the resonance of Po Jun that I was able to fully inherit her Po Jun's fate.
And after she completed her mission, the last wisp of divine consciousness turned into the Qi of Xiyi and returned to heaven and earth.
After that, I hid at the bottom of the Yellow River with the help of my Pojun fate and began to practice.
Fast forward 300 years, the King of the Yellow River asked me to worship the general many times, but I ignored him.
Until one day, he told me that a Taoist priest wanted to ask them to do a great thing.He was not the only one who was invited, all 64 generals of the Eight Great Kings of the Yellow River were invited by Taoist priests.
I asked him what was the matter, and he said that the priest wanted to ask them to cut a coffin.
"What coffin?"
"Kowloon pulls the coffin and walks secretly in the Yellow River waterway, hoping to get a chance for the people in the coffin."
Hearing what he said, I understood that it was the person Po Jun was waiting for.
This person, Po Jun loved his whole life.
She went down to the underworld with a knife, but she didn't want to avenge him, but just wanted to get his soul coffin out.The Wangchuan River was cut off with a single knife, the river dried up, and the soul-suppressing coffin was released, and was hid in the East China Sea by being hid in the East China Sea.
It's a pity that although the soul-suppressing coffin was robbed, Po Jun didn't even have a chance to look at him.
After she died in battle, only a ray of remnant soul escaped, which was still attached to the Pojun fate.
Since then, Po Jun has been reincarnated eight times in a row, and was discovered and killed eight times.
It wasn't until the last time she reincarnated on me that I inherited her Pojun fate in the body of a ghost because I had too much resentment when I died.
When I heard that Jiulong pulled the coffin, I knew it was him.
Po Jun didn't see him, so I wanted to take a look for her to confirm whether he was really dead.
Regrettably, my cultivation base at that time was too shallow, and I was no match for the Taoist priests at all. In the end, I could only watch helplessly as the soul requiem coffin was sunk under the water by the Taoist priests.
But I didn't do nothing, I conspired with others to find a way to break the Taoist circle.
After waiting silently for many years, he finally helped the person in the coffin to find a chance to be reborn.
Watching the child grow up day by day, my heart is full of expectations.
But when he grew up, I became very disappointed again.
Inactive and depressed, he doesn't look like the person Po Jun is waiting for.
Liu Hechou comforted me and said that it was because he had not awakened his own destiny.
Later, as the time to reveal the secrets of the Nine Dragon Cave was getting closer, Liu Hechou personally accepted him as an apprentice and became attached to me.
I was hesitant about this marriage at first, but I wanted to fulfill Po Jun's wish, so I forced myself to agree.
After I got married with him, I realized that some people look covered in dust, but their hearts are still as pure as virgins.I am more and more fond of him, and along with the affection, there is a trace of shame, because I know that I am not Po Jun, I just have her memory.
Both Liu Hechou and I miscalculated one thing, we all thought he was the one Pojun was waiting for, but in fact he was not.
After learning the truth, although I was very disappointed, there was also a hint of joy in my heart.
I am not Po Jun, and he is not him.
Then we can be a real couple, hold the hand of the son, and grow old together with the son.
A lot of things happened on the day when the secrets of the Nine Dragon Caves were revealed. I was besieged by Taoist sects and I was seriously injured.
This is the first time I have felt the pain of Po Jun, it is really painful, the Yin body is shattered, and even the soul has to be separated at any time.
I gritted my teeth and endured, there is no broken army that flees without a fight, so I never thought about running away.
However, just when I was seriously injured and dying, a meteor streaked across the sky, burning the brightest trajectory.
In the next two years, I completely got rid of my identity as a girl of the Lin family. That shooting star made me understand the true mission of breaking the army's fate, and I am the general of the evil way.
I understood who I was, and he also understood the path he was going to take, so he resolutely took up the banner of the demon way.
Shanhaiguan seized the Zhenyao Sword, and then I went into the cold wasteland with him to find the descendants of Liufeng Tianzun, and prepare for the comeback of Demon Dao.
In the battle of the cold and desolate, I lost my head with a knife. From then on, the demon army gathered the murderous aura of the demon army, and I was confirmed as the general who broke the army.
In the future, there will be constant wars in the magic way, and I will always rush to the front.
I was the first to be attacked by the military might. In fact, my body is not that strong. Even if I wear heavy armor, I can't bear too much pain.
Many times, I am using my own will, gritting my teeth and enduring it.
Not only for the devil, but also for him.
After defeating Wild Immortal, he made me a god. I can't tell whether it was a coincidence or fate. In the past battles, I condensed the godhead of the god of death in the ancient underworld.
In fact, the so-called immortal body is the biggest lie in the world.
Immortality does not mean that my body is strong enough to not be easily injured, but that I can repair no matter how much pain I suffer.
In other words, no matter how painful the injury I suffer, I must endure it silently and bear it without complaint or regret.
Before Nirvana, I think the most extreme pain in the world is the impact of military power and evil spirit.
Like a mountain of knives, like a thousand swords piercing the body.
It wasn't until I entered Nirvana for the first time in Yinshan that I realized that the pain of Nirvana is better than passing through countless mountains of knives and piercing the body with countless swords.
It's like being crushed into powder, even the soul has to be broken up, and then reassembled into a human being.
I have passed Nirvana once, and I don't want to Nirvana a second time.
But fate likes to play jokes with the god of death the most, and the mystery of the god of death actually wants to be comprehended from Nirvana.
He thought that I became more and more indifferent because of the god of death, but he didn't know that what I was hiding with the face of the god of death was the fear and despair of nirvana.
With the first time, there is a second time.
Every time, it makes me so painful that I can't even suppress my hatred for him. I hate why he wants to make a god for me.
I would rather die in battle than be an immortal god of death.
However, when I met his gentle eyes, my hatred became insignificant.
With the strength of the magic way, the enemies he faces become stronger and stronger, the battles become more cruel, and the fate of the general who breaks the army becomes heavier and heavier.
In returning to the ruins, I passed Nirvana twice.
I thought that with Guixu as the ancestral home of the Demon Dao, I could rest for a while to forget the pain.
However, soon came the news that the ancient land of Helan Mountain was unsealed, and 300 million troops from the Demon Dao entered Helan Mountain to fight against the Ghost Demon Alliance.
This battle is very difficult to fight, and if you are not careful, the whole army may be wiped out.
In the end, though, we won.
In that battle, the death of King Qicai Ming shocked the Three Realms.The dazzling seven-color divine light saddened the entire magic way.
The return of Shiqilin Yantuo also shocked people by the power of the Demon Dao.
But almost no one knows how much pain I have suffered in this battle for two consecutive Nirvana.
At the seventh Nirvana, although I survived in the end, only I knew that I had failed.
Because my will was crushed by the pain, when I was concentrating my soul, I was desperately hinting to myself that I don't want to have a next time.
I can't take it, I really can't take it.
So, when the demonic army was looking forward to it, preparing to welcome the return of their general who broke the army, I disappointed them.
The one who came back was not the general who broke the army, but the girl from the Lin family back then.
……
I don't know why there are so many memories popping up all of a sudden, but I really don't want to be a general who breaks the army.
I pushed Murong Yuanrui away, panted heavily, and looked at her angrily.
Murong Yuanrui was slightly taken aback, the smile on his face disappeared.
"I know you don't want to be the god of death anymore, but what I want to tell you is that if you refuse to awaken, everyone in the Demonic Dao will be buried in the ancient land of Miaojiang."
"No, he will come to save Mo Dao."
"He was trapped in the Seven Treasures Ruyi Linglong Pagoda, and he is destined not to participate in the Miaojiang Ancient Land Controversy. Only you can save the Demon Dao. Remember, the god of death is the real you, not that fragile girl from the Lin family!"
(End of this chapter)
In the ancient Three Realms, the God of War and the God of Death lived side by side. Where there is war, there is death.
When the god of war Murong Yuanrui kissed lightly on the lips of the god of death, Yuhua, like falling snow, the sea of consciousness was opened with a bang.
Part of the memory fragments surged out...
My name is Lin Yuhua. I was born in poverty and died in despair.
As the Empress of the Yellow River, my resentment persisted, but I did not lose my spirit, but I could never leave the water of the Yellow River.
I stayed at the bottom of the river for a year and a year, and the longest thing I did was to sneak out of the water at midnight and quietly watch the fireworks on both sides of the river.
I am a lonely soul, and all I have is loneliness. Just when I thought my loneliness would be destroyed little by little, a humiliation from the water ghost in the river awakened my destiny and gave me another a person's memory.
The remnant soul of Po Jun reincarnated nine times, and when he found me, the power of divine sense in the remnant soul was already very weak.
Therefore, she had no way to awaken my fate before I was alive, and she failed for many years after her death. It wasn't until that humiliation aroused the resonance of Po Jun that I was able to fully inherit her Po Jun's fate.
And after she completed her mission, the last wisp of divine consciousness turned into the Qi of Xiyi and returned to heaven and earth.
After that, I hid at the bottom of the Yellow River with the help of my Pojun fate and began to practice.
Fast forward 300 years, the King of the Yellow River asked me to worship the general many times, but I ignored him.
Until one day, he told me that a Taoist priest wanted to ask them to do a great thing.He was not the only one who was invited, all 64 generals of the Eight Great Kings of the Yellow River were invited by Taoist priests.
I asked him what was the matter, and he said that the priest wanted to ask them to cut a coffin.
"What coffin?"
"Kowloon pulls the coffin and walks secretly in the Yellow River waterway, hoping to get a chance for the people in the coffin."
Hearing what he said, I understood that it was the person Po Jun was waiting for.
This person, Po Jun loved his whole life.
She went down to the underworld with a knife, but she didn't want to avenge him, but just wanted to get his soul coffin out.The Wangchuan River was cut off with a single knife, the river dried up, and the soul-suppressing coffin was released, and was hid in the East China Sea by being hid in the East China Sea.
It's a pity that although the soul-suppressing coffin was robbed, Po Jun didn't even have a chance to look at him.
After she died in battle, only a ray of remnant soul escaped, which was still attached to the Pojun fate.
Since then, Po Jun has been reincarnated eight times in a row, and was discovered and killed eight times.
It wasn't until the last time she reincarnated on me that I inherited her Pojun fate in the body of a ghost because I had too much resentment when I died.
When I heard that Jiulong pulled the coffin, I knew it was him.
Po Jun didn't see him, so I wanted to take a look for her to confirm whether he was really dead.
Regrettably, my cultivation base at that time was too shallow, and I was no match for the Taoist priests at all. In the end, I could only watch helplessly as the soul requiem coffin was sunk under the water by the Taoist priests.
But I didn't do nothing, I conspired with others to find a way to break the Taoist circle.
After waiting silently for many years, he finally helped the person in the coffin to find a chance to be reborn.
Watching the child grow up day by day, my heart is full of expectations.
But when he grew up, I became very disappointed again.
Inactive and depressed, he doesn't look like the person Po Jun is waiting for.
Liu Hechou comforted me and said that it was because he had not awakened his own destiny.
Later, as the time to reveal the secrets of the Nine Dragon Cave was getting closer, Liu Hechou personally accepted him as an apprentice and became attached to me.
I was hesitant about this marriage at first, but I wanted to fulfill Po Jun's wish, so I forced myself to agree.
After I got married with him, I realized that some people look covered in dust, but their hearts are still as pure as virgins.I am more and more fond of him, and along with the affection, there is a trace of shame, because I know that I am not Po Jun, I just have her memory.
Both Liu Hechou and I miscalculated one thing, we all thought he was the one Pojun was waiting for, but in fact he was not.
After learning the truth, although I was very disappointed, there was also a hint of joy in my heart.
I am not Po Jun, and he is not him.
Then we can be a real couple, hold the hand of the son, and grow old together with the son.
A lot of things happened on the day when the secrets of the Nine Dragon Caves were revealed. I was besieged by Taoist sects and I was seriously injured.
This is the first time I have felt the pain of Po Jun, it is really painful, the Yin body is shattered, and even the soul has to be separated at any time.
I gritted my teeth and endured, there is no broken army that flees without a fight, so I never thought about running away.
However, just when I was seriously injured and dying, a meteor streaked across the sky, burning the brightest trajectory.
In the next two years, I completely got rid of my identity as a girl of the Lin family. That shooting star made me understand the true mission of breaking the army's fate, and I am the general of the evil way.
I understood who I was, and he also understood the path he was going to take, so he resolutely took up the banner of the demon way.
Shanhaiguan seized the Zhenyao Sword, and then I went into the cold wasteland with him to find the descendants of Liufeng Tianzun, and prepare for the comeback of Demon Dao.
In the battle of the cold and desolate, I lost my head with a knife. From then on, the demon army gathered the murderous aura of the demon army, and I was confirmed as the general who broke the army.
In the future, there will be constant wars in the magic way, and I will always rush to the front.
I was the first to be attacked by the military might. In fact, my body is not that strong. Even if I wear heavy armor, I can't bear too much pain.
Many times, I am using my own will, gritting my teeth and enduring it.
Not only for the devil, but also for him.
After defeating Wild Immortal, he made me a god. I can't tell whether it was a coincidence or fate. In the past battles, I condensed the godhead of the god of death in the ancient underworld.
In fact, the so-called immortal body is the biggest lie in the world.
Immortality does not mean that my body is strong enough to not be easily injured, but that I can repair no matter how much pain I suffer.
In other words, no matter how painful the injury I suffer, I must endure it silently and bear it without complaint or regret.
Before Nirvana, I think the most extreme pain in the world is the impact of military power and evil spirit.
Like a mountain of knives, like a thousand swords piercing the body.
It wasn't until I entered Nirvana for the first time in Yinshan that I realized that the pain of Nirvana is better than passing through countless mountains of knives and piercing the body with countless swords.
It's like being crushed into powder, even the soul has to be broken up, and then reassembled into a human being.
I have passed Nirvana once, and I don't want to Nirvana a second time.
But fate likes to play jokes with the god of death the most, and the mystery of the god of death actually wants to be comprehended from Nirvana.
He thought that I became more and more indifferent because of the god of death, but he didn't know that what I was hiding with the face of the god of death was the fear and despair of nirvana.
With the first time, there is a second time.
Every time, it makes me so painful that I can't even suppress my hatred for him. I hate why he wants to make a god for me.
I would rather die in battle than be an immortal god of death.
However, when I met his gentle eyes, my hatred became insignificant.
With the strength of the magic way, the enemies he faces become stronger and stronger, the battles become more cruel, and the fate of the general who breaks the army becomes heavier and heavier.
In returning to the ruins, I passed Nirvana twice.
I thought that with Guixu as the ancestral home of the Demon Dao, I could rest for a while to forget the pain.
However, soon came the news that the ancient land of Helan Mountain was unsealed, and 300 million troops from the Demon Dao entered Helan Mountain to fight against the Ghost Demon Alliance.
This battle is very difficult to fight, and if you are not careful, the whole army may be wiped out.
In the end, though, we won.
In that battle, the death of King Qicai Ming shocked the Three Realms.The dazzling seven-color divine light saddened the entire magic way.
The return of Shiqilin Yantuo also shocked people by the power of the Demon Dao.
But almost no one knows how much pain I have suffered in this battle for two consecutive Nirvana.
At the seventh Nirvana, although I survived in the end, only I knew that I had failed.
Because my will was crushed by the pain, when I was concentrating my soul, I was desperately hinting to myself that I don't want to have a next time.
I can't take it, I really can't take it.
So, when the demonic army was looking forward to it, preparing to welcome the return of their general who broke the army, I disappointed them.
The one who came back was not the general who broke the army, but the girl from the Lin family back then.
……
I don't know why there are so many memories popping up all of a sudden, but I really don't want to be a general who breaks the army.
I pushed Murong Yuanrui away, panted heavily, and looked at her angrily.
Murong Yuanrui was slightly taken aback, the smile on his face disappeared.
"I know you don't want to be the god of death anymore, but what I want to tell you is that if you refuse to awaken, everyone in the Demonic Dao will be buried in the ancient land of Miaojiang."
"No, he will come to save Mo Dao."
"He was trapped in the Seven Treasures Ruyi Linglong Pagoda, and he is destined not to participate in the Miaojiang Ancient Land Controversy. Only you can save the Demon Dao. Remember, the god of death is the real you, not that fragile girl from the Lin family!"
(End of this chapter)
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