"Click!"

Leng Yueru's words were like a thunderbolt from a sunny day that instantly struck my Heavenly Spirit Cover.

My body trembled involuntarily, and the pores of my sweat contracted tightly!

"Eightfold Gathering Baohan!"

These five simple words can be said to be the deepest and deepest secret buried in my heart.

Although these words were mentioned in Zhang Daqian's seventy-two tombs, they were not as they are today.

I slowly looked up at Leng Yueru, who was facing away from me, and my mind was back to the night before my grandfather died!

I remember very well that it was 11:30 p.m. at two o'clock that night.

Not only was there no moon in the sky, but even the brightest morning star showed a vague sign.

Because it was in the countryside, the night sky was so dark that the whole village was completely shrouded in darkness.

I walked into my grandfather's bedroom, where he was lying in a coffin.

There was only a candle on the coffin lid, and the light was dim!

When I went in, I called Grandpa!

After a while, I heard my grandfather's hoarse voice.

"Xiaoyang, do you blame grandpa?"

I was puzzled, but still said, "No blame! ”

After I finished speaking, there was a brief silence in the room.

After another half an hour, grandpa sighed heavily and said: "Xiaoyang, whether you blame grandpa or not, this matter has become a foregone conclusion, grandpa hopes that you can understand grandpa's good intentions in the future!" ”

Although I didn't know what Grandpa meant by this, I still asked, "Grandpa, if you have anything to say, just say it, I will not let you down!" ”

With that, I walked over to the coffin and looked inside.

This startled me at this sight, and my grandfather lay in the coffin as calmly as if he were a dead man.

His face was frighteningly blue, the color of a dead man, and his grandfather's face was already visibly bruised.

Even though the lights were dim, I learned the trade from my grandfather at the age of thirteen until I was twenty-three, a full decade.

Although there are not many corpses that I have come into contact with during this period, there are still a lot, not to mention this simple to basic eyesight!

I met my grandfather's eyes, and he could see the nervousness and fear on my face.

He didn't have any expression, he just opened his mouth and comforted softly: "Don't be afraid, grandpa is fine, I asked you to come today to tell you a secret about our Coffin Mountain Sect!" ”

"What's the secret?"

"Our Coffin Mountain Sect originated in the Western Zhou Dynasty, and was at its peak in the Northern Song Dynasty, and then gradually declined, and there was a fault in the middle!"

"Every person in the Coffin Mountain Sect has a task that is to find the heavy treasure of the Coffin Mountain Sect, and gather Baohan eightfold!"

I was puzzled and asked, "Grandpa, what is this eightfold gathering treasure?" ”

Grandpa explained: "I don't know, let alone see it, but there are sporadic records in that book, most of which are passed down by word of mouth!" ”

"Listen to my master, this eightfold gathering treasure is a holy relic of heaven and earth, a treasure left behind after the martial saint Jiang Ziya was sealed as a god, and it has the ability to conquer heaven and earth!"

"It can resurrect the dead, reverse yin and yang, dissolve corpses into immortals, make cultivators immortal, soar in the daytime, and ............!"

When Grandpa said this, he seemed so excited that he began to cough violently.

When I wanted to reach out and touch my grandfather, he said sharply: "Don't touch me, you can listen to this matter as a spirit story!" ”

Grandpa's words directly made my second monk puzzled, just now he was still in such a tone, why is the painting style suddenly changing?

I glanced up at the candle on the lid of the coffin, which was already half burning.

The remaining half was still burning, but the flame on the candle was pouring to one side.

But there are only two people in the room, my grandfather and me, and there is no wind in the bedroom, how can the fire move!

I didn't do much research on this, but asked my grandfather: "Grandpa, is there any clue about this treasure?" ”

"You also said that it was passed down by word of mouth, and how can I find something that so many generations of ancestors have not found?"

After I finished speaking, my grandfather closed his eyes directly and said in a deep voice: "It's okay, I'm just telling you about this matter, you don't have to deliberately look for it, you just need to know that there is this thing!" ”

"After all, such a divine object, it is difficult for mortals to find the slightest clue after exhausting their life's energy, the only way is to rely on fate, when the time comes, the cause and effect are ripe, and everything will naturally fall into place!"

The truth of Grandpa's words is actually the same as the natural truth of Taoism.

After listening to this, I nodded and said I understood.

My grandfather also told me that I was not allowed to talk about this matter to anyone, not even my father and mother!

After I said yes, my grandfather let me go!

As I was leaving, I turned my head to take one last look at the candle on the lid of the coffin.

I saw that the candle was burning very fast, and now only a slight flame was still shaking.

When I reached for the door of my grandfather's room, he said the last words of the night.

He said: "Legend has it that in the pre-Qin period, there was a famous scholar Xu Fu, who went to Penglai on the sea to find the elixir of immortality at the order of the first emperor! ”

"And he hasn't come back since he left, this eightfold gathering treasure, maybe in which period it appeared in his hands, the specific matters can be decided by yourself!"

Instead of answering my grandfather's words, I quietly closed the door.

When I returned to our own yard from my grandfather's yard, the moon in the sky came out and was round, and the morning star was hanging in the sky with a dazzling starlight.

When I got back to my room, I looked at the watch hanging on the wall, and it was exactly twelve o'clock!

Within a few days, my grandfather died, and his hands were chopped off.

The way to die is the same as that of Old Man Wu!

The only difference is that one is the hand and the other is the head!

And that night, the fact that I went to see my grandfather alone became the deepest and deepest secret between our grandfather and grandson!

Now that Leng Yue mentioned the matter of the eightfold gathering of Baohan like this, how could I not be shocked!

I was stunned, and I was in full view of the cold moon.

The corners of her mouth lifted lightly: "It seems that you have also been given this impossible task!" ”

At this time, since the words have been spoken, then there is no need to hide them, everyone is a member of the Coffin Mountain faction.

I smiled wryly and said, "I don't know how you did it, anyway, my grandfather told me that everything about this eightfold gathering treasure is fate, and I don't really believe that the eightfold gathering treasure is really so magical!" ”

After speaking, I also took a special look at my grandfather's portrait and said: "According to my grandfather's statement, this eightfold gathering treasure is almost a kind of divine object that only appears in novels, do you think it is really so magical?" ”

"Yes!"

"I ......"

I didn't expect Leng Yueru to answer so affirmatively, so she said, "You are so sure, could it be that you found this thing?" ”

Leng Yueru shook her head and said, "No, but the Purple Qi Xuanyang Technique we cultivated is the ............ thing that was stripped from that eightfold gathering treasure han!" ”

What the?

"Isn't this Purple Qi Xuanyang Technique just an internal strength heart method, a qigong for cultivating the mind and cultivating the mind?" I asked.

Leng Yueru explained: "At first, I thought so, but after I followed my master and sister to Japan, I found that things were not as simple as I thought............ ”