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Chapter 198 The Coffin in the Town

The country of Wu Yu was in the southeast of the Tang Dynasty, the people were fierce, and the hussar general Yao Chang drove his troops to the city, forcing the monarch to become a vassal of the Tang Dynasty.

Zhuo Zangfeng was not worried about the distance, what he was worried about was that the Sword Shrine in the world would not accept He Bikong for burial.

There are many cultivators in the world like stars, but those who can attain the Great Dao and achieve perfection are like few immortal stars.

Especially those cultivators who have worked hard to cultivate to the realm of the Great Sword Master, once they die, their souls will be extinct at the same time, which is a pity.

If the physical body is intact at the time of death, and there is also a sword element that has been refined, perhaps with the help of powerful cultivators, he can reforge the bloodline of the soul and come back from the dead.

But the path of cultivation is like a long night, and this kind of thing that can be encountered but not sought has given many people hope, and there is no turning back.

The sword mound in the world is in the Yanxia Mountain full of aura, where the four seasons are evergreen, the beasts are galloping, the birds are flying together, the mountain is majestic and beautiful, and the water is clear but jubilant.

The mountains and rivers here raise people, and there is a magical area with a radius of hundreds of miles within the sword mound of the world.

There is a very peculiar landscape in this land, and the grass and trees on the ground are arranged in such a regular way that they seem to have been artificially planted with a ruler.

There is a piece of grass about three zhang, and then there is no grass for about three zhang.

At that time, the curiosity of the cultivators of the Innocent Country dug into the ground for several miles, and finally discovered this secret.

It turned out that all the grassy places were fertile ground under the ground, but the ground below the barren grass was extremely cold ice.

The wonders of nature are presented in a stunning way in this land, and the practitioner had the whimsical idea to bury the carcasses of animals in them, so that they would not decay.

Inspired by this incident, thinking of the difficult path of cultivation, and thinking of the countless cultivators who were not willing to die, this senior finally developed this land and turned it into a cemetery for burying the strong.

The people who are qualified to be buried here are all great sword master-level cultivators, and the swords that are qualified to be buried here must also have refined the sword element's divine blade.

Therefore, the burial of a cultivator in the sword mound of the world after death is definitely the highest level of courtesy.

Taking advantage of the night, he traveled thousands of miles in one breath, and then changed his breath and flew again, when the first morning glow in the east was rising, Zhuo Zangfeng was already standing at the foot of Yanxia Mountain.

He wants to take advantage of the ten days to place He Bikong's body, and also solve the mystery of the White Horse Crossing Sword following him.

Mo Ya had already returned to Yaoshan, and the master said that He Bikong had not refined the sword element, so there was no need to spend a lot of time to bury him in the sword mound in the world. However, His Royal Highness Yueyue strongly agreed with this move, and the two of them together made the most knowledgeable master of the Tang Dynasty speechless, and finally Yasheng said "Huangkou Xiaoer" and fled.

Although he knew that the sword yuan had not been refined, and it was meaningless to be buried in the sword mound in the world, Zhuo Zangfeng still came.

Mr. He rushed to Datang from Yan Zhiguo, thousands of miles away, for a sword, a person who never gave up for the sword, and he was definitely a man of temperament.

So Zhuo Zangfeng came to Yanxia Mountain without hesitation.

There is a small town at the foot of the mountain, and many people come out early in the morning to do activities, and the only street is lined up with restaurants and teahouses, which seems to be divided into lively.

Zhuo Zangfeng put the corpse on his back on a clean stone, thinking about finding a coffin to pave and wrap up.

From the Tang Dynasty to the Wufu Country, even if a powerful cultivator has a hard time flying with heavy loads, and he can't fly with a coffin on his back.

A clear stream meanders down the hill in front of the town, and a few steps before the line, a huge lake sits in front of you.

The water of the lake is clear, and from time to time fish jump.

Walk across a small bridge over a stream and the town is already close by.

Fortunately, the streets of the town are relatively wide, and there are all kinds of shops.

Walking through the streets and looking at the townspeople under the rising sun, Zhuo Zangfeng was a little envious of them living in this fairy-like residence.

At the end of the street was a horse-drawn carriage with a freshly painted cypress coffin. Next to it was a restaurant, and apparently the owner of the carriage was eating in it.

Zhuo Zangfeng approached, staring at the coffin carefully, he wanted to wait for the master to come out and ask him if there were coffins sold in the town, but a rough voice shouted: "Where did the wild boy come from?

Two men in black suits rushed out of the restaurant, one with a beard and a full face of anger.

Zhuo Zangfeng saw that their faces were not good, and their mouths were not inferior, he wanted to have a seizure, and suddenly thought about the master's teachings, and then saw that a layer of dust had accumulated on the carriage, and understood that this coffin contained dead people, so he endured it and turned away.

When the two of them saw him go away, they didn't care anymore, and said with a beard: "Senior brother, I don't know if the manager of the Sword Shrine in the world will sell his uncle's face?"

Hearing them talk about the sword mound in the world, Zhuo Zangfeng slowed down to pay attention to their words, and at this time, another carriage with a coffin galloped from the opposite side, and the horseman on the carriage also had a serious face.

The carriage was followed by four cultivators on horses, judging from their breath, their cultivation should be the Six-Rank Martial Arts Realm.

And Fang Cai's beard is thick, and the one he calls his senior brother also seems to have a deeper cultivation, and it seems that he is only a six-rank martial artist realm.

It's just that it's rare to hit the evil today, how can I encounter all the coffins?

Zhuo Zangfeng frowned and looked at the two carriages parked by the lake, and the four of them stood on the shore and couldn't help but look at each other.

This surprised him, and he simply turned around and approached the restaurant, thinking of getting some news from the restaurant guys.

If the crows in the world are as black as the crows, then the shopkeepers in the world are the same with many mouths and long tongues.

Although he only needed a bowl of cheap rice and a plate of green vegetables, the shopkeeper was not stingy with his tongue, and quickly introduced him to the origin of these people.

According to the shopkeeper, Luo Beard is the third disciple of the Shenhu Sect, and the one he calls his senior brother is the eldest disciple, and the coffin is filled with their door master, according to them, the cultivation is in the realm of the three rank martial arts.

And the other four people came to the town four days ago, they are disciples of the Backing Mountain Sect, and they are the Sect Masters of the Backing Mountain Sect in the coffin, and they are cultivating to be in the second-grade martial arts realm.

The purpose of their coming here is to bury their respective heads in the sword mound of the world.

Zhuo Zangfeng noticed that the shopkeeper had a sarcastic expression on his face when he talked about the cultivation of these people, and the guests at the table on the other side were also full of disdain, so he pretended to be admired and said, "It's really rare for these two deceased people to have such a high level of cultivation!"

The shopkeeper was really fooled, and pouted: "This realm is not even qualified to guard the cemetery in our sword shrine in the world. ”

Zhuo Zangfeng struck while the iron was hot, "How can such a cultivation be possible without decades of enlightenment?

The shopkeeper showed a proud look on his face, and said: "Let's not talk about the master of the sword shrine, Mr. Guo in the east of our town is all cultivated, and that is the realm of the great sword master!"

In the morning, the business was relatively deserted, so the shopkeeper simply pulled a stool and sat down, and said: "Once every six months, the Sword Shrine opens the door to welcome guests, and allows the children of each sect to worship the elders buried in the Sword Shrine, and also accept the bones that are qualified to be buried in the Sword Shrine or the sword that has been refined into the Sword Yuan. ”

Zhuo Zangfeng looked at the shopkeeper and talked about the cultivation of the Tao, thinking that it was really a village where water and soil raised a person, and the village that burned porcelain did not engage in this business, and knew more about porcelain firing than outsiders.

And in this town adjacent to the Sword Shrine in the world, even the shopkeeper knows that the sword can be refined into a sword element.

According to the shopkeeper, the people in charge of guarding the sword mound are all cultivators above the Sanpin Wufu realm, and the cultivation of the owner of the sword mound is said to be the only remaining land immortal realm in the world.

Anyway, don't care about it so much, the two heads of the Backing Mountain Sect and the Shenhu Sect, with such low cultivation, want to be buried in the Sword Shrine, as long as they can be buried, then Mr. He will have no problem.

I'm just worried that the white horse will fly out of the ground again and come to find him? )