According to legend, the natal coffin has endless power, and the most widely used is to become the second life of the ghost cultivator.

The word life and death seems to have been deliberately defined, and if we insist on coming to a conclusion, it is nothing more than becoming the most essential and simple substance, another detachment of life, a process of becoming the most primitive.

So their death is gentle, irresistible, and much more tranquil than the bloody, painful death of the human world, as if they dissipated in their sleep.

In the same way, the existence of the natal coffin allows them to have almost absolutely equal time, during this long time, they have time to start their lives, and they also have time to prepare how to die, waiting for the divine light of fate in the natal coffin, or sit on the bed and gradually dissipate, or lie in the arms of the singer of Sanssouci Lou to change into a wisp of green smoke.

The way of heaven is fair, and everyone's time is the same, so while they enjoy another rebirth in the natal coffin, they must also accept the fate that turns into essence after the years have passed.

To refine a natal coffin, you need good refining materials, including sarcophagus, wooden coffin, and iron coffin, but the most is mixed material refining, even the earth soul stone stepped on by Chu Xiyao's feet is also one of the most common refining materials, and the earth soul stone plus red iron wood to refine a natal coffin of one or two orders is a compulsory course for every coffin refiner to get started.

The second most important thing is the formation, so Chu Xiyao, who didn't know that his formation was very powerful, would let the original disease wine move the idea of accepting apprentices. In fact, this can't be blamed on Chu Xiyao, because after she entered the Netherworld, she didn't be able to deal with normal people.

Yuan Sick Wine also realized that he was anxious to see Hao Miaozi, for fear of being preempted, but it was too early to say that he would accept the apprentices.

After a wave of people were touted by Chu Xiyao, the anger generated by not getting normal worship and respect had already dissipated, and they were watching the excitement at this time.

"This is not to worry about Brother Laomeng. The original disease wine still touched the goat's beard, and said leisurely, "Girl, go on." His cloudy eyes instantly brightened due to his age, and he threw a yellowed piece of paper towards Chu Xiyao with two fingers.

Chu Xiyao subconsciously grabbed the yellow paper, and before she could see the words on it, the yellow paper suddenly lit up, and she was startled and quickly let go of the yellow paper in her hand.

At this time, a blue soul pattern was gradually thrown out of the paper, and as the paper fell, the blue soul pattern slowly showed its full appearance, it floated in the dark, like a ghost fire, and in an instant it flew to Chu Xiyao's shoulder like an elf, affectionately against her cheek.

A comfortable warmth came from it, and the winter sun was so warm, the warmth passed through the body to the depths of the soul, washing away the cold accumulated in the soul from head to toe, like a bucket of warm water rushing down from the cold body, taking away all the cold, leaving the warmth in the winter.

The relaxed and comfortable feeling of being baptized by the soul in the Innocent Fire Hell came again, and Chu Xiyao greedily wanted a little more, a little more warmth, and it was better to envelop her.

The blue soul pattern seemed to hear her call, it jumped up from Chu Xiyao's shoulder, and turned into countless soul patterns to hug Chu Xiyao, they were like a pair of lovers who had been separated for a long time, hugging each other tightly. The blue soul pattern slowly dissipated into her body bit by bit, imprinted into the flesh and blood, and turned into a force that melted into the soul, which was a pure power, warm and comfortable.

Chu Xiyao's cultivation has returned to the Heavenly Spirit Ghost Realm, she doesn't want to wake up a little, this power is so wonderful, wonderful, it would be good to have a little more.

But she still reluctantly opened her eyes, although she had doubts about the yellow paper that suddenly flew in, but thanks to the senior who wanted to take her as an apprentice and save her life, her injuries would recover so quickly.

"Thank you, seniors. Chu Xiyao hugged her fists and thanked her. She looked up just in time to see the strange expression of the original disease, his mouth was half-open, as if he wanted to say something, but he could not speak in time, as if he had never seen her, as if he had never known her, and as if he had seen something surprised that made him unable to close his mouth.

Chu Xiyao looked at the others again, and her doubts deepened, they were also half-opened, and they were still standing there. Only ...... Only Meng Sheng was different from them, but he seemed even more weird, and it was difficult for her to understand why a person's face could be murderous and jealous.

In an instant, Meng Sheng suddenly stabbed straight at the long sword in his hand, forcing Chu Xiyao to retreat again and again, Meng Sheng's speed was twice as fast as when he chased her before, and his grim face was infinitely closer, even more terrifying than his long sword.

Chu Xiyao hurriedly stepped on the soul power, her steps were urgent and dense, and she kept retreating and rising as if she was taking a ladder, and for a while, she took out the long sword that the evil ghost guarded to block the continuous stabbing, but she didn't want Mengsheng to kill all the way, and chased after her, and the tip of the sword brushed her cheek several times.

The regression slowed down her speed, and there was a huge disparity in the realm of the Ghost Birth Ghost that was difficult to fight back, she dared to relax for a moment, she knew that as long as she had a small negligence, the person with the grim face would stab her heart mercilessly.

The fire was ignited by Chu Xiyao's possession of the evil ghost, and the demon soul that was burned inside let out a hellish scream, sharp and piercing, like a demonic sound, disturbing people's minds; Meng Sheng frowned, just now, he first showed his flaws, Chu Xiyao seized this moment.

"Moisturizing things silently. ”

In the snap of his fingers, a thousand soul lines tied Meng Sheng, and when he reacted, Chu Xiyao gathered his soul power on his right foot and threw him out of the air with one kick. With a bang, Meng Sheng lay on the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and Chu Xiyao looked at him condescendingly.

A wave of people came back to their senses in the loud noise, and when the original disease wine saw this situation, his heart seemed to have been kicked violently, and his heart was anxious, painful and beating, he had never been so intense in his life, and he couldn't imagine that he would suffer such a sin when he was old.

A little fall is nothing to Meng Sheng in the Ghost Fetal Realm, he broke free from Chu Xiyao's soul line, grabbed the long sword next to him, and didn't even wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, for a moment, Chu Xiyao didn't see if he got up from the ground, he had already appeared in front of Chu Xiyao, he held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and his yin face, which was magnified countless times in an instant, made Chu Xiyao's blood flow backwards.

Can't escape, can't escape, can't escape...... Chu Xiyao's eyes were as big as copper bells, and he stared blankly at the continuous and slowly approaching sword blade, it had countless phantoms, slow and deep, and the sword had been falling for a long time, and there was a lifetime waiting for it to fall.

When the cold air of the sword shook a raised layer of skin on her neck, she felt that the sword was so fast, so fast that it was only half an instant, so fast that there should be no pain.

Boom! It came from a dozen cents away from her ears, although the sound was very small, but it was deafening to Chu Xiyao, she gave a cold shock, immediately gave up her soul power support, and fell from mid-air. It all happened between two breaths, and as she fell, the longsword, sluggish by the foreign object, slashed neatly, leaving a cold light in the air.

Chu Xiyao fell to the ground, this was not a fluke, nor was it an accident. A half-sword body without the hilt of the sword fell from the sky and fell at Chu Xiyao's feet, and at that time, the original disease wine popped out of the tip of the sword that was broken by the secret iron.

"Ah!!h Chu Xiyao let out a lion's roar above his head.

"Mengsheng !!!" The original disease wine scarlet his eyes, and the shout blessed with soul power shook the towering three-story pavilion of the coffin refining union. The original disease wine flew into the air to find someone to vent his anger, but Meng Sheng couldn't kill Chu Xiyao, offended the original disease wine, and fled after roaring.

didn't find anyone, the original illness was drunk and his face was blue, he had abdicated for too long, and the fleas dared to spit in his face, which really annoyed him. It wasn't until he saw Chu Xiyao, who was still shocked, that his face was better.

After knowing the reason for their strange looks, Chu Xiyao regretted it for a long time, regretting that she hesitated for a moment not to kill Meng Sheng but kicked him down, and she was still regretting it after leaving the stream, because she regretted not killing decisively, and being a sitting doctor for too long made her have an unspeakable compassion for life. She even knew that here, unspeakable compassion would become the destination of her life, but deep down she still couldn't bear to kill the killer.

"Thank you seniors for saving your life. Chu Xiyao became more and more respectful to the strange man who saved her life for no reason, lest there be something inappropriate.

"You've thanked me twice. "The original disease wine has returned to its previous leisurely appearance.

"The seniors, the grace of saving lives, the younger generations are unforgettable, and they will be reciprocated by the spring. Chu Xiyao said, a gentleman, he must do what he says. "If his predecessors are in trouble, Chu Xiyao will do his best to help. ”

"Yes, it's a grateful person, much better than the group of white-eyed wolves I raised. ”

Chu Xiyao didn't take the conversation, and the original illness wine continued: "Little girl, do you want to be a coffin refiner?" He smiled and lured Chu Xiyao, like an old fox waiting for his prey to take the bait.

"Don't hide it, senior. The juniors came here to learn from the teacher, and they dared to ask the seniors if they still wanted to accept the juniors as disciples?" Chu Xiyao asked respectfully.

"Hey~ It would be nice if you came earlier. The original disease wine sighed.

That's right, it would be better if you came earlier, it's better to come fifty years earlier, this child's talent is very much what people can have, and he can teach him carefully, and now the time left for him can be counted with one palm; Come early, he can still fight his life to refine a few natal coffins in exchange for good materials, and ask his old friends with a thick face to bring the most complete soul pattern for her to practice; now no, he is old, and the time limit has come.

If it weren't for the fact that this girl's qualifications were more talented than all the coffin refiners he had ever seen, and even better than those few unsuccessful rabbit cubs, he couldn't bear to let her be buried in the poor countryside, otherwise she wouldn't have moved her mind to accept apprentices, and she didn't know how much she could learn in such a short time. Thinking of this, Yuan Sick Wine not only hated himself for not having much time, but also regretted that Chu Xiyao's talent could not be brought into full play in his hands.