The universe belongs, across the galaxy, running between the heavens and the Beidou, thinking before thousands of living beings.

The existence of every universe is of great significance. From maintaining spatial balance to nurturing creatures from all walks of life.

The Xuanming coffin in every universe is extremely important, although it is said that sending him to the third universe has a little bit of the meaning of inheriting the mother's karma, but if you go now, it is tantamount to sending him to death.

The black-clothed priest's whole body shape was not clear, and Yuan Ming didn't know what he was thinking, but since the black-clothed priest had spoken, there was naturally no room for maneuver.

"Yes. ”

This secret order was very sudden, after the black-clothed priest left, Yuan Ming stared blankly at the nine bright moons in the sky, did he really leave like this? Uncle didn't know where he went, and he hadn't come back yet, and he hadn't said goodbye to him yet.

After the death of his parents, his uncle raised Yuan Ming alone, although he said that he had a strong ability to take care of himself, but it was always good to have an elder to help.

I don't know how long it took, the black-clothed priest stood in front of Yuan Ming again, and Yuan Ming felt that time passed so quickly for the first time, as if he didn't see the light, and the darkness came again.

In fact, there was nothing to pack up, and with what his uncle had left for him when he left, Yuan Ming stepped on the jade coffin of the black-clothed priest.

When he was below, he couldn't feel it, and when he stepped on the jade coffin, Yuan Ming seemed to have received a soul impact on his whole person, and his whole body was unstable and crumbling.

The black-clothed priest reached out and helped him, "Sit down and meditate." ”

The cold voice made people extra sober.

Yuan Ming calmed down, sat cross-legged on the jade coffin, and ran the Immortal Sutra, which was much better.

The dark jade coffin got up lightly, moved without wind, silently, and in the blink of an eye, it had shattered the void and swam above the ring.

Yuan Ming slowly opened his eyes, he never thought that one day, he would sit in the dark jade coffin and run rampant in this universe.

As far as the eye can see, the scenery on the left and right is different, and after the body shape, the nine prisons are a region of their own, but they are distinct, and each person is sitting or standing on top of the nine prisons, and the posture is different.

I heard early on that above the nine prisons, there is one person in each of them, guarding one side.

Above the Wild Prison, the middle-aged man sat cross-legged and meditated, and the whole person looked like an ordinary person, except for the slight development of muscles, he couldn't see anything.

In the sky above the Divine Prison Prison, a person lay in the void, snoring and sleeping, and the rhythm of heaven and earth around him drifted with the sound of his breathing.

In the sky above the Hidden Prison, only a phantom figure stood, silent, his sleeves rolled up, afraid that when he opened his eyes, it would be the time when someone died.

Floating above the Coffin Prison was a jade coffin, the whole body of the jade was red, and it was extremely ferocious. Yuan Ming only felt a little close.

In the sky above the prison is a woman in red, who is grooming in the mirror, with a graceful body and an amazing appearance, humming a small song in her mouth, as if she has noticed something, and throws a wink at Yuan Ming from a distance.

Standing in the sky above the double-faced prison is an old Taoist priest wearing a crown, there are two places in this double-faced prison, the front is called the pseudo-immortal prison, the people in it, the Taoism is not extremely high, the brilliant people are only seven or eight, how powerful it is, the real interesting thing is the other side, the red dust prison, most of the people in it, most of them have no mana, and some are just a body full of various desires. But the people inside can't get out, and the people outside don't have the courage to go in.

Earlier, there were many people with profound and bold mana who entered it, but after many years, there was no news. Most of the cultivators change their lives against the heavens, they don't believe in heaven and earth, they don't believe in fate, and heaven and earth are also up to them, allowing them to grow on their own, but this red dust prison falls on the fate chart, suffers from seven calamities and eight tribulations, and enjoys the sins of the six realms of reincarnation. If you don't know the truth of heaven and earth, you don't enjoy the blessings of the law.

Above the treasure prison, a Ganoderma lucidum fairy grass floats in the air, the avenue is the same sound, and the rules are the same.

Above the prison, a man wrapped in a white cloth looked lifeless, as if he had been dead for many years, and when he looked again, it was as if he had seen his eyes, and then he could not see anything.

Above the ninth prison, there was only a piece of paper floating there, Yuan Mingwan smiled, he had long heard that there were only three people in the ninth prison, one planted flowers, one reads, and one person, in a daze all day long, or watched people plant flowers, or watched people read. No one is governed, but it is also happy.

Looking at the jade coffin again, ten huge spheres circulated and ran on a vast galaxy. The momentum is huge and magnificent.

"This... ”

Yuan Ming looked at the third universe and was stunned for a moment.

"See?"

The cold voice of the black-clothed priest rang in his ears.

"Yes. "How could Yuan Ming not see that a gray silk thread was entwined around the periphery of the third universe, which was obviously a sign that the universe was about to collapse.

"It's a big cake in front of you, and I give it to you, I hope you don't let me down. ”

The jade coffin traveled to the sky above the third universe,

"Let's go down. ”

Yuan Ming clenched his fists and said goodbye to the black-clothed priest.

Plunging into a universe, even if the universe is about to die, there is always a price to pay.

The clothes on Yuan Ming's body were destroyed in the process of falling.

After changing into a new set of clothes, he began to look at his surroundings, and his spiritual power was sufficient. Densely wooded.

It is a good place for cultivation.

But since I'm here to put down roots, it's natural to go out and get acquainted with the environment of this world.

Yuan Ming walked slowly on this grass, looking at the surrounding plants, each of them is an excellent medicinal material, and the year is not shallow, why no one came to pick it, it is also a little strange.

Fortunately, the place where he fell was not too far from the outside world, and after a while, he saw the road outside.

"This kind man, give me something to eat. ”

At this time, an old man in ragged clothes came to him with a broken bowl, stretched out the bowl and looked at him pitifully.

Yuan Ming looked at the old beggar in a daze for a few seconds, then took out a spirit stone from his waist and threw it into the old beggar's broken bowl, and then left without looking back.

"Hey, why is this ninth a fool?"

The old beggar touched his head and scratched his feet again.

He's been here for a long time, and he's made it his own since he saw the first person to come out of here, and every time someone comes back, he's reaching out and asking for a little money.

Two of them seemed to see through his whole body, and the old beggar felt that he was standing naked in front of them, and those two would not say anything about him.

And everyone will ask some questions, although most of the questions asked are similar, where is this, what are the immortal sects or something.

There was only one man, holding a book, and a nine-tailed civet cat lying on his shoulder.

The first thing he said was, "Hello old man." ”

The first question asked, "Are you hungry and do you need me to take you to eat?"

These two sentences made the old beggar feel very comfortable again.

Without waiting for the scholar to ask, he confided in all his babbles. There are also some braggadocio and his own "glorious achievements" interspersed in the middle.

The scholar didn't even feel annoyed, he just kept looking at himself with a pleasant face, and patiently listened to himself finish everything, and the old beggar liked him too much.