"Ghost Whisper Villa, Nine Shadows Burning Sky Fire, the peerless talent of the Ghost Clan - Gusu Bajiu!

Chai Lao's eyes were burning, and when he talked about this person, his eyes were full of awe.

Ghost Whisper Villa, created in the hands of the Nine Burials of the Immortal King, he cultivated nine disciples in his life, eight of whom were tired of looking at the world, and ascended together, and saw life and death on the road to the burial, achieving the prestige of the Eight Immortals of the Ghost Burial, and jointly ruling the Demon Domain with the Cangxu Demon Saint.

It is to look at the entire upper realm, and it is also a big man on the suppression side, and with a stomp, several continents will be shaken for thousands of years.

Gusu Bajiu is the only one among the nine apprentices of the Immortal Monarch who has not ascended to the upper realm, but he is also the most important disciple of the Immortal Monarch.

All kinds of reasons, no one knows!

In the depths of the Ghost Whisper Villa, the Nine Netherworld Seas are lifeless all year round, very evil, like a mist shrouding the Ghost Whisper Villa, which will not disperse for a long time.

Legend has it that in the village, the ghost fire is rampant, the river Styx is surging, and if the coming-of-age ceremony of the ghost cultivation is carried out in this river, it is like a dragon like the sea, and the cultivation is greatly increased.

In the deepest part of the Ghost Whisper Villa, there is a lonely tomb, and above the lonely tomb, there is a natural cave that leads directly to the surface, which is the only way for the ghost clan of the True Martial Era to lead to the outside world.

The ghost road is difficult, the rock gate is high, and the nine secluded are unattainable, but fortunately, the ghost vine in the cave is powerful, and the giant moss is as big as a ladder, giving the ghost a chance to share the world.

This is the forbidden land of the villa, and only the owner and core disciples can live here.

Tongtian Valley, this is the place that every ghost cultivator yearns for, because only by passing the test here can you see the beautiful rising sun, become the spokesperson of the ghost clan in the world, and condense your own origin divine coffin with the help of the Nine Shadows Sealing Array here.

This valley is left by the builder of the villa, Lord Hades, for tens of thousands of years, even the ghost burial eight immortals who are tired of looking at the world and soaring in a ruthless way have not really opened the Wangtian Cave in this valley, only the legendary ghost idiot Gu Su Bajiu, who died young, turned nine times and haunted his heart, carried six unicorn coffins, and looked at the sky after three laughs.

Legend has it that when the ghost idiot left, Zeng Zhuang said proudly,

"Down to the poor Yellow Spring, step on the Jade Emperor, who can inherit the power of my three smiles. ”

Since then, the ghost idiot laughs proudly between the heaven and the earth, rampant, from the evil and the god also becomes the Tao, the power of the Taoist law and the ghost in one, the universal divine comedy and peep into the heavens, the nine heavens are cowardly and thunder descends from the sky. When he died, the gods and Buddhas all came to talk about the Tao, one by one defeated and retreated, after the afterimage of the sky, Xuanyuan knelt in front of the grave, in the sea of evil, the waves were thousands of feet high, and a generation of ghosts and males were sent!

It is rumored that Ba Jiu is not dead, because he did not leave his own Taoist system, and passed on the heavenly way and divine law that he felt in his life to future generations.

Some people also said that as long as Bajiu returns, the Ghost Whisper Mountain Villa will rise again, and as long as Tongtian Valley is still there, there will still be a time for the six Qilin coffins to see the light of day.

As for what this coffin is, even inside the villa, it is like a dreamlike fog, but the owners of the village and the disciples of the Immortal Monarch of the past generations believe that there is a treasure of the ancient god king in the valley.

According to legend, in the last years of Taiwu, on the eve of the end of the war between gods and demons, Shi Sheng knew that his fate was short, and the fairy light was shining.

Hades is one of them.

Shisheng artifact, one of the only two true immortals to create a peerless strong soldier with his own body, once accompanied the Hades Monarch to fight in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, and was famous, but the years are like songs, and these powerful legends have turned into legends passed down by word of mouth in ordinary alleys.

Chai Lao looked at the Nine Shadows Burning Sky Fire in front of him, and faintly told the life of Gusu Bajiu's peerless elegance, Tong Mu held his breath and was silent.

The walls of the cave are mottled, old and bitter cold, the front is unknown, and the old and young are indifferent.

On the left side of the hole beam, there are four big characters, shining!

"Resentful ghosts and evil thoughts!"

The atmosphere is majestic, the pen walks the dragon and snake, the mottled handwriting, can reach the sky, although it has lasted for thousands of years, the domineering is still the same!

There is no way ahead, and the wise man seeks his own ......

Tong Mu looked at the blank space on the right, and his heart was full of emotion.

These words are like the eight-character mantra of Buddhism, and every place contains the supreme power of heaven, and perhaps only by knowing the mysteries in it can we continue to move forward.

He didn't know that in front of Sanjiazi, Tongtian Ghost Valley, a young man in the sword mound, carrying a huge coffin, sat for three years, and was not allowed to enter.

He didn't know that Chunhua and Autumn Fruit, three years of jackdaws, green plum sword armor, as a teacher, because of fate, sent Mu Nan.

But he knows that in the sea of stars and moons, there are ten thousand years of frost, the bell period is difficult to meet, Guangling is difficult to find, the way of heaven is ruthless, and people and ghosts are intentional.

On the Firefly Peak back then, Duan Xinhai looked at the young man here meaningfully, with mixed feelings!

At that time, he looked at Kirimu skillfully practicing the huge coffin, and his clumsy, slow figure paled in comparison to it, and he was so moved that he almost shed tears.

When he saw Tongmu, who was surrounded by Hongmeng purple qi, killing like an ancient god and demon, his arrogant tone was very similar to that of Gusu Bajiu back then.

When he saw this fang pointing at the sky, his eyes resolute against the celestials, the slightly vague figure in his memory finally became clear again.

He once swore in Qingmei boiling wine, "Looking for the amphibious place of the sycamore, the waves and sand are all for the king!"

At this moment, Tong Mu naturally had no way of knowing this, he saw these four words, combined with Chai Lao's story about Gu Su Bajiu, and smiled miserably.

He strode forward, and found that he was too short, as if the ghost had never imagined that a child would come here.

"Old man, take a hand!" he beckoned Chai Lao to come over and let the other party hug him.

When he picked up the pen, he hesitated slightly, and when he saw Chai Lao's demented gaze, he shook his head helplessly, and said angrily:

"Pen and ink!"

"Who can come to a place like this with that kind of thing!"

"And that kind of thing to come to this kind of place! You are in business with tongue twisters to sell goods?"

"What to do!" Chai Lao exclaimed.

"Finger it!" Kirimu shouted angrily.

"Ahh

Carrying the cow immortal master back hurts, now it's much better, and the waist and hands hurt~!

Tong Mu smiled lightly, dipped Chai Lao's blood-soaked fingers, and opened up the blank space on the right side.

"Ba Jiu is affectionate!" His words are like a phoenix, and his strength penetrates the rock wall for a few inches!

"Resentful ghosts extinguish thoughts, Ba Jiu is affectionate!" seems to be irrelevant, but it just reflects the complicated feelings of Gusu Bajiu when he looked at the sky and left.

It's not that I want to leave, but that I have to go!

"Can you do this! What ......" Chai Lao had been paying attention to Tong Mu's good words before, but he ignored what he wrote, and now it seems that his face is a little ugly, and he can't help but be a little worried.

Tong Mu glanced at him with a sneer, and said calmly, "You are a stinky seller, do you understand him, or do I understand him, carry it, don't move, it will affect my mood of appreciating the masterpiece!"

"You !!" The old man's anger and blood surged, and he was about to go crazy.

Thundered~!

Just as he was about to fall off Kirimu, a dull loud bang came!

For a while, the heavens and the earth moved, and the sound of ten thousand ghosts wailing was remembered in the cave!

Chai Lao looked at everything in front of him blankly, forgetting the pain in his body, and galloped forward with Tong Mu on his back.

"This ...... This...... How is this possible!"

He couldn't believe his eyes and looked at Kirimaki in surprise.

Tong Mu smiled slightly, and said complacently:

"Gusu Bajiu, a person of great affection, carries a huge coffin, cuts his robe and breaks his righteousness. The relationship between him and the Ghost Whisper Villa is complicated, and he naturally won't let the Ghost Whisper disciple inherit his mantle, think about it, in the Villa, what is the most taboo for the disciple of his own sect?"

"Ba Jiu?" asked Chai Lao puzzled.

"You brain, it's okay to play with Cuihua more, puzzle! Stay away from the little senior sister, it will accelerate your Alzheimer's!" Tong Mu shook his head helplessly: "Of course, it is the name of the ancestors, the ghost road is strictly hierarchical, and no one will call him Bajiu!"

"I see!" the old man suddenly realized, and then he felt that something was wrong, and wondered,

"Then why isn't it Ba Jiu who is affectionate, Ba Jiu loves you, and has love for Ba Jiu?

"You are really senile dementia, Gusu Bajiu, a generation of ghosts, can you write such a vulgar thing?" Tong Mu really didn't want to talk, and walked straight forward.

He muttered to himself: "If it weren't for the three words Zhou Hanqing written on the coffin board, how would I know!"

This secret Tong Mu naturally won't tell the old man, this is to maintain the high style of old-school intellectuals, you are a bad old man, why is there so much nonsense!

......

After the two continued to walk forward for a while, they found that the yin wind and evil qi in front of them seemed to be much stronger, and there were no other mechanisms at all, but the giant coffin beside him could dispel these things, so they ran with great interest, and after a while, the tired old man almost cried.

I don't know how far he ran, and suddenly at a corner, he was suddenly nailed by a huge wind blade three inches away from his life, he screamed in fright, and crawled with a roll, and finally returned to the corner.

I saw an astonishing number of black wind blades in front of me shooting back and forth irregularly in the cave in front of me, and after hitting the stone wall, there was a crisp sound, and then reversed, and the strange thing was that the incredible number of wind blades were not guilty of each other.

"Gusu Bajiu not only investigates culture, but also tests my lifeline?" Tong Mu looked at the crack in his crotch with a bitter face, and a chill secretly arose in his heart.

"These wind blades should be condensed by the cold ghost qi! The ghost qi on the road was not strong enough before, so it didn't have such a might!" the old man looked ahead and said thoughtfully.

He took a small piece of dark iron out of his pocket and threw it out,

Sou~!

The whole piece of dark iron was cut into several pieces, spiraling through the air, and was soon condensed into powder by the coercion of the wind blade.

"This ......"

Tong Mu looked at the wind of cutting black iron like cutting tofu in shock, and suddenly felt cold in the crotch of his pants.

Thundered~!

A loud bang broke the momentary loss of consciousness between the two.

"What's the matter, my consciousness has suddenly recovered!" Tong Mu looked at Chai Lao in surprise, not knowing why.

"I'm afraid that those sects outside have already smelled the smell of meat and blown up the prohibition outside!" Chai Lao said with a solemn expression.

Tong Mu's consciousness froze.

I saw thousands of troops and horses driving golden chariots all the way, wreaking havoc in the caves, strange beasts and birds, treasure warships, incomparably majestic, but all of them were a little green. In the center of the procession was a beautiful chariot of the gods, dragged by eight apes, and the entire chariot was made of very rare black gold.

On top of it sat a man in yellow, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, his face was like a crown of jade, his bright yellow robe was embroidered with the picture of the dragon of the sea, and above the turbulent golden waves at the corners of the robe, there were sleeves fluttering in the wind, and his evil and handsome face was pouting with a dissolute smile at this time. In the pupils that are as black as ink jade, murderous opportunities lurk!

The prince of Dali - Duan Gaoyang!