Chapter 117: Nine Dragons Pull the Coffin, People Pull the Dragon

On the day I married Xiao Jiucheng, in the living coffin, she once told me that she was the daughter of the Yellow River.

Until now, I don't know what that means or what it means.

Now it's the second time I've heard it.

immediately responded loudly: "That's right, I am married to the daughter of the Yellow River." How do you know the daughter of the Yellow River?! "

The other party was shocked by my words, and was silent for a while, but did not respond.

After that, he shouted in a tone that was even more surprised than me: "What did you say!? Did you really marry the daughter of the Yellow River? How is this possible. What kind of thing are you to have such a chance... No, no, I must be hallucinating. "

Thump!

The guy was a little unacceptable and jumped into the water to calm himself down.

After a while, climb back up.

"Hey, is there anyone over there, is there really a delusion?"

I replied, "Yes, what I just said is true. Don't jump into the water and toss, or tell me quickly, why do you know the daughter of the Yellow River? "

"I..."

He tried to speak, but stopped.

"I can't tell you that you're a bit weird. But I can tell you, even if you marry the daughter of the Yellow River and come here, I am afraid it will be difficult to live. "

I asked, "Where the hell am I now?" What the hell is this place? "

"This is the place where the Nine Dragons pulled the coffin out, and it is also the place where the Nine Dragons pulled the coffin back, and it is also the place where the huge secrets of the Yellow River are hidden.

Hearing such a response, I was also helpless.

I could only smile bitterly and say: "About the secret of the Yellow River and the Nine Dragons coffin, am I not qualified to know?" "

"Yes."

"And what can you tell me?" I asked again.

He replied: "Although I am already a dead man, and even the bones no longer exist, I am still afraid that I will not be able to tell you anything. And I don't dare to listen to anything you say about the Yellow River, if you really want to talk to me to relieve your boredom, I will teach you a method of cultivation. "

"The method of cultivation?"

"That's right, "The Book of the Dead", have you heard it?"

Naturally, I have heard of the "Book of the Dead", and what is recorded in this scripture is the secret magic method of the evil demon outer way, and it is also a secret magic method that is not accepted. But it is still what all cultivators want, because the secret techniques above are extremely large.

There is no obvious difference between evil and good, and practicing evil law can become stronger, and few people will refuse.

The powerful living dead, Zhan Xiao, is proficient in many of the methods on the "Book of the Dead"; and the so-called guardian of the Yellow River that he once met on the train, who also knows the "Book of the Dead"; Including Qi drunkards. It also used the secret techniques on the "Book of the Dead" to shake the huge spiritual gate.

I'm also curious about this scripture, but there's no such thing as pie in the sky.

"The Book of the Dead is a powerful method of cultivation, the first time we met, we didn't even see each other, why did you teach me?"

He replied, "I just think you're funny." "

I didn't know what to say, so I asked another question.

"Answer me a question first, why are you here, is it your soul, you just said that you are dead? Are you a ghost or a spirit? Also, I've seen four monster-like things here before, what are they? "

He didn't hesitate, and responded directly: "I'm indeed dead, I've been dead for many, many years, and it's not my soul here, I've lost my soul, here... It can only be regarded as a little thought of mine, and if I talk to you so much, it may soon disappear. As for the four demon monkeys you mentioned, they should be just a few ants in the vast river of blood, something not worth mentioning. "

I frowned, completely confused about what he meant.

Since it is dead, and it is not a spirit or a ghost, it is a little thought, what does it mean?

His anomaly. It must have something to do with this weird place.

When he was silent, he spoke again: "Oh, it seems that I can't teach you the "Book of the Dead", the Nine Dragons coffin may be about to disappear, I will give you the original of the "Book of the Dead" first, you can figure it out yourself..."

At this point, it came to an abrupt end.

But listening to his tone, there was obviously something unfinished behind.

At this time, a black leather book fell from the sky, which looked very old, and there were three ancient characters on it: the Book of the Dead.

I picked it up and held it in my hand and shouted, "Hey, are you still there?" "

No matter how I called it, there was no response, as if the person I was talking to had completely disappeared.

It was another dream-like experience.

But the "Book of the Dead" in my hand still tells me that all this is true.

Just when I was wondering, I suddenly heard a roar in the distance.

Roar, roar, roar!

A voice that has never been heard before.

I can't say what I think exactly, but the penetrating power of this voice is so strong that it is far away from me, and it still makes my ears buzz.

Look in the direction where the voice is coming from. I only vaguely saw a shadow flash in the darkness.

A very large shadow rose from the river of blood, and the sound came from its mouth, and judging from the huge figure, it vaguely looked like a legendary dragon!

I once discussed this with Qi Drunkard and Grimace Bodhisattva.

In the middle of the Yellow River. There is the existence of Jiao, and there has indeed been a Jiaojiao, and it is rumored that the Jiaojiao is successful, and after the catastrophe, it is a dragon.

But there is never any record of dragons.

Dragons, just a legend.

When I see such a figure now, I think I may be dazzled.

I didn't have time to think too much, because the area around the Nine Dragons coffin was once again shrouded in that strange thick fog, blocking my vision. Nothing can be seen.

It was in this fog that it brought me to this strange place.

Now it's like this again, it should be in the Yellow River again.

As long as you return to the Yellow River, everything will be easy to say.