The Heavenly Master's Mansion calculated for a hundred years, but missed a Zhang Zhiyuan, Yin Si came just right, but he didn't expect to bump into the Kunlun Fairy.

Jiulong Cave has been in the past hundred years, and I don't know how many people have calculated it in their hearts, but all this is like being destined from the beginning, starting with Taoist Xie Liuyun and ending with himself.

I got on the canopy boat of the Kunlun Fairy and rowed to the center of the Nine Dragon Caves.

"Xie Lan, I came down the mountain this time, and the master explained one more thing." Kunlun Fairy said.

"Fairy, please speak."

"If you are lucky enough to see the mirror image left by Xie Liuyun below, remember to ask him a word for my master, and ask why Xie Liuyun didn't go to Kunlun again."

"Okay." I nodded in agreement.

Turning my head, I looked at Zhang Zhiyuan again, and I felt that he must have something to say to me.

"Xie Lan, I don't have anything to ask you, I will naturally understand everything after I go on." Zhang Zhiyuan said with a smile.

At this point, I don't ask anything more.

Standing at the bow of the boat, holding the water-splitting sword firmly with both hands, he jumped up and went straight into the water.

The Water Splitting Sword met the water, and immediately formed a barrier like a light mask around me, and I slowly fell as if I were falling into the air.

It was pitch black underwater, but fortunately, the water splitting sword had its own fluorescence. Along the way, I saw that there were still various corpses and bones left in the water, rotting wood and leaves, but I didn't encounter a single living thing. Hundred-year-old Nine Dragon Caves, although the resentment has been taken away by the nine dragon corpses, what remains is still endless death intent.

I don't know how many years it will take for this place to come back to life.

I kept falling, I couldn't remember the time, I couldn't remember how deep I had dived. I saw that half of the Funiu Mountain, which had fallen in the Yellow River, was sliding down its mountain.

Finally, at the foot of the mountain, a pitch-black black hole seemed to be able to swallow all the light, the black hole was less than a foot in circumference, and the mouth opened faintly like a nightmare beast.

I know this is the entrance to there, and the Soul Coffin must be hidden in it.

Rao is bold, and my heart is still full of fear and nervousness in the face of this black hole. People have an instinctive fear when facing the unknown, not to mention that they can't see anything clearly, and even the water-splitting sword can't shine an inch of light.

I took a deep breath, adjusted the direction of the water-splitting sword, and fell into the black hole little by little. It was pitch black in front of me, and I didn't know where I was going to fall.

This scene is a little familiar to me, I remember that when I was a child, I often had this kind of nightmare, in the dream it was just a constant fall, a constant fall, as if I could never reach the end, every time I was scared to wake up in a cold sweat. The endless darkness and endless fallings made my spirit begin to trance. I began to feel frightened, a feeling of extreme ownerlessness. Falling is one of the top 10 common nightmares in humans, and I can't tell the difference between dreams and dreams now

Reality.

Only the hilt of the water-splitting sword was tightly gripped, like a drowning man grasping at a straw. I don't know how long it was, but I saw a light shining below. The long period of darkness made my vision sensitive to light, and my eyes tingled slightly, so I stopped diving and waited until my eyes were completely used to it before continuing to approach the radiant light

Place.

The light came from a beautiful bead, a snow-white and bright bead, the size of a fist, embedded in the very center of a coffin.

The white old ghost once told me about the four treasures in the water, among which is the moon pearl of the old mussel of the West Sea.

Although I haven't seen what the real Yuehua Pearl looks like, I know that this one must be the Yuehua Pearl, and the brilliance is flowing, faintly with a layer of cold mist.

Under the light of the moon pearl, I began to seriously examine this legendary soul-calming coffin from hell.

The soul coffin is more than five times larger than the coffin seen in the world, and the whole body is carved and decorated.

The front is carved with the flavors of life, old age, sickness and death, the left side is carved with the Blood Sea Floating Massacre Infernal Hell, and the right side is carved with colorful clouds rising to the sky. The head of the coffin is engraved with Biluo, and the end of the coffin is engraved with Huangquan.

A coffin depicts a mirror image of the Three Realms, with profound meaning. The so-called death is empty, who has been willing to die since ancient times?

It is precisely because the body is dead that the soul is uneasy, and there is a coffin for the soul.

I wandered around the Soul Suppression Coffin with the help of the Water Dividing Sword, and only then did I try to open the coffin until I could no longer see any mystery.

To my disappointment, no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't find a way to open this coffin.

The soul coffin is completely integrated, and there is not a trace of gaps. I tried to carve with the water-dividing sword, but I was invulnerable, and not a single trace was left.

At the beginning, Yin Si must have thought about whether future generations would open this coffin, it should have been some kind of ban, otherwise anyone could release the remnant soul of the Demon Dao Patriarch.

It's just that if that's the case, how did Xie Liuyun open it?

How did those people in the Demon Dao leave the magic power of the Demon Dao Patriarch in the coffin?

Later, I learned that the whole body of this coffin was made of heptyl gold, and the five elements of Shengkejin sank in the water, and it was impossible to open the coffin as long as it was in the water. Not only that, but to open the soul coffin, you must also be a person who can penetrate the threshold of life and death by means of heaven. Don't say that in Xie Liuyun's era, looking at the entire era of the end of the law, there were a few people who condensed the primordial gods, and there was no need to say that the people who broke through the threshold of life and death were not to mention at all. I'm afraid that Zhang Zhiyuan wouldn't be able to open this coffin at that time, otherwise he wouldn't have said that if he had it

Xie Liuyun's ability, he is the one who went down to the Nine Dragon Caves. I also thought about whether there would be a situation where the soul coffin could not be opened, but when I really faced this situation, I still had a feeling of powerlessness in my heart. If the coffin can't be opened, I can't get in, but I know that my life experience is in it

Point approach.

This feeling is like, asking how sad you can be, just like a group of eunuchs going up to the Qinglou. It should have been a long time since I got into the water, although it doesn't consume physical strength, but the confined space under the water consumes a huge amount of mental power. If I'm outside, I can think slowly, I'm in this dark bottomless cavern for a moment

I don't want to stay any longer.

I struggled to figure out how to open the coffin, and as I thought about it, I suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

Soul Coffin, Soul Coffin, is it possible that only souls can enter, and the living have no chance?

Thinking of this, I began to sit cross-legged on the ground and try my out-of-body experience.

Out-of-body is not something that only cultivators can do, but ordinary people can do it too, it's just that it's easier for cultivators to do it because they have no distracting thoughts and clear minds.

When people are half-asleep or in a trance, sometimes they feel that they are flying, and they can even see their own existence, and at this time the human soul is already out of the body.

As the old saying goes, you must not make a sleeping person's face, for fear that the soul that flies out of the body will not find its body and not be able to come back.

At the moment, I let go of my consciousness and let my spirit always be in a state of half-sleep.

I don't know how long it took, but gradually I felt myself flying.

The soul flew out of the body, light as a feather. I saw myself in the light cover of the water-splitting sword, my face was full of vicissitudes, and my stubble was sighing, I don't know how long I hadn't taken care of it.

The appearance can only barely be considered middle-to-top, and the physique is not strong, but how pleasing to the eye is how I look at it.

Because I know that this ordinary man is me Xie Lan, the unique me. No matter how good or powerful the Demon Dao Patriarch or Xie Liuyun is, it is not me after all.

When my soul flew right above the coffin, something strange finally happened.

I felt a mysterious pull that was tearing at my soul and trying to pull me into the coffin. As soon as this feeling came into play, the next moment I felt a trance of consciousness and passed out directly.

When I woke up, I found myself in a mysterious space. There is no sun, moon or stars, and no things grow. The ground was full of bones, and the earth was full of death.

There was no edge around, but in front of me there was a high platform made of white bones, on which sat two people.

The two are black and white, and they seem to be playing against each other.

Behind each of them is a soul flag, the spirit flag behind the man in black has the magic word Dou Da written on it, and the spirit flag behind the man in white has a big Dao character written on it.

I stepped up to the high platform, and when I went up, I saw that the man in white was the Xie Liuyun I had seen in the portrait, but the face of the man in black was blurry, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't see it clearly.

They are indeed playing against each other, but the chessboard is engraved on a coffin, and the Chu River and Han boundaries are clearly distinguished.

"You're here." Xie Liuyun opened his mouth lightly, but his eyes didn't look at me, still staring at the chessboard.

"I'm coming." I thought about it for a moment and said those three words, because I really didn't know what to say.

"Watch from the sidelines until we're done with the game." Xie Liuyun said.

"What are you betting on?" I asked. "We're betting on whose life you're in."