The night in this nameless town is very quiet. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Ning Qingqiu was lying in the coffin, but it was not as terrible and disgusting as he imagined at the beginning.

In fact, it is quite a special bed.

In this world, people can live forever and call for wind and rain, plants and animals can be cultivated into demons, absorb the essence of the sun and the moon, and dead things such as magic weapons can give birth to spiritual wisdom and life, so so many bizarre things have happened, what else is impossible?

So now she herself is one of the unscientific beings, as if she is sleeping in a coffin now-

That's really not a big deal, is it?

At first, I was just dumbfounded why a good inn had to be called a coffin shop, and this weirdness was the most unacceptable.

But after knowing that the owner of this shop turned out to be a coffin, everything was logical.

Maybe in that man's eyes, the coffin is home, so as a house, it is naturally a matter of course.

It's just that......

Thinking about it this way, this man is quite pitiful in a way.

Without relatives and friends, at the beginning of his birth, it symbolizes the death of his biological mother, or that his mother was already a dead person before giving birth to him.

In this way, there is endless sadness.

He didn't know anything, when he was still an ignorant baby, he was growing and cultivating quietly in the endless depths of the earth, without any normal life of anyone, even if he was a Yuanying monk who was famous and famous all over the world once he achieved cultivation?

It's nothing but loneliness and loneliness, the cumulative success of a sad fate.

One foot in the world, one foot is already stepping into the netherworld, people are not people, ghosts are not ghosts, there is no life or death, no desire and no desire.

In such a life, just thinking about it makes people shudder, Ning Qingqiu shook silently, feeling that he was lucky enough.

Although I don't know why she was dragged into this world, she still has dreams, good friends, and even a lover who is not yet satisfied, what else is there to figure out?

Maybe—

It takes a long time just to learn to understand this normal world, right?

Ning Qingqiu thought so, and also asked.

Mingyuan was slightly stunned, and explained patiently: "It is said that when he first came out, he met a mortal woman, and the woman took him back to teach him the common sense of the world, but mortals only live for a few decades, and he is a Yuanying monk, immortal, and has strength beyond ordinary people, so he is naturally regarded as a monster......"

"And then?"

Ning Qingqiu asked with great interest.

"I don't know ...... specifics, but the woman died in the end, and the coffin herself left the mortal world. He left a strong mark in the world of cultivating immortals, and the battle in which he became famous was when he killed the entire Nine Yin Xuan Corpse Sect by himself, which was a well-known evil cultivation sect, good at refining corpse driving and talisman spells......"

"Wait, I looked at the lines on the coffin, how can it be a bit of the style of the Nine Yin Xuan Corpse Sect? Could it be that it was used over? That's right, since it was the coffin that destroyed the entire Nine Yin Xuan Corpse Sect, then all the classics and inheritances are his trophies, and it is not surprising that he has such a drawing style. ”

Mingyuan didn't avoid them, and this muttered words were listened to by Ning Qingqiu and Han Yue.

Han Yuedang's spirit was shocked: "How? See what clues are coming? Could it be that this place has the treasure buried in the Nine Yin Xuan Corpse Sect? That's why the coffin stays here, just to get the treasure?"

He can be regarded as having a big brain.

"Can you not think about any treasures, where did you come from so many treasures?" Ning Qingqiu was bad when she saw him like a wealth obsess, the difference between men and women was so big, she was interested in a coffin of a blank piece of paper and met the various situations of a mortal woman's life, Han Yue was interested-

Oh, treasure.

What else is there to communicate about this?

Mingyuan also passed by the mortal life of the sunken coffin.

But if you think about it, you know that this must not be a beautiful and long-term thing, mortals have a short life, and they are very ignorant, if Shen Coffin is a real normal cultivator, the world will regard him as an immortal.

The point is that this person is a yin fetus, growing up self-sufficient in the netherworld, and most of them know nothing about this world, if mortals see his abnormality, it is easy to regard this person as a monster or an evil type of demon cultivator.

And as long as the coffin can't suppress his strength a little, as a fierce and terrifying Yuanying monk, maybe as long as he shows a little bit of dead air, he can make a large area of mortals not grow a single inch.

Even the mortal woman who picked him up in the first place, as long as she stayed with him for a while, her vitality would be exhausted.

From the moment she met the sinking coffin, her life had already begun to count down.

The half-human, half-ghost coffin, perhaps except for the monk whose real strength can be compared to him, is really just suitable for a lonely life.

Of course, now that so many years have passed, he can already skillfully control his own power, just like just now, sitting there, she only sensed the cold breath, and there was no discomfort.

But on the whole, it is the luck of the people in the world, the coffin, such a big killing weapon that doesn't know anything, was picked up by a mortal woman, otherwise, with his simple and ignorant personality at that time, if he was picked up by some careerist or taken away by some monks with evil thoughts, then it would either endanger himself and be used, or it would be a misery.

Either way, it's terrible.

Mingyuan was very helpless about Han Yue's words: "I took a look, although it is not completely consistent, but this is indeed the style of drawing talismans of the Nine Yin Xuan Corpse Sect, and the coffin is still learned with a clear eye, but it is a pity that he should have groped for himself and no one to guide him, and he learned it half-heartedly, but he is also a peerless master among the Yuanying, so although the drawn talisman looks ugly, the effect is still a qualified product." ”

The word qualified product, of course, was learned from Ning Qingqiu.

She smiled knowingly as she listened.

Han Yue was amazed.

"You even know the unique secret method of the Nine Yin Xuan Corpse Sect? ”

The words are full of four words, I don't know how to feel it.

Ning Qingqiu smiled.

If it goes on like this, Han Yue will almost become Mingyuan's brainless fan.

"I just can see clearly, if I want to draw, it is naturally impossible, every school and every faction of the drawing secret method has a core encryption, even if it is imitated by outsiders, if there is no core formula, even if you look at the finished product for a hundred years, you can't see a reason. So you can't say you understand, that is, you don't know how to pretend to understand. ”

Ning Qingqiu realized, to put it bluntly, those critics can say the truth, but not necessarily all of them can complete the work.

It's like a music critic doesn't necessarily create music, let alone play it, but just Mingyuan can see that Han Yue admires it so much.

He just glanced at it, and he couldn't understand what it was.

Haha, the ghost drawing charm inside the coffin is still very appropriate.