Lin Mochen, who opened his eyes, raised his body and landed on his feet naturally.

"Is it you?" Seeing the old man who appeared in front of him, Lin Mochen was nervous.

The hands are naturally clenched, and the muscles of the body are tense.

"Don't be nervous, little one. The guy you fought with was there. The old man waved his hand, then pointed to the coffin, which was still cracked.

Lin Mochen didn't relax in the slightest, but his eyes couldn't help but look at the coffin.

I suddenly felt very magical, I feared death for twenty or thirty years, and after death, I became a zombie, and I took my coffin to fight with other zombies.

It's so daring!

It's a bizarre encounter!

It's good to win, or it's going to be ashes.

It is said that zombies have no soul and do not even have a chance to be reincarnated after death.

"Then who are you?" Lin Mochen, who came back to his senses, looked at the old man nervously again.

"I'm a grave keeper. ”

"There are coffins everywhere here, there are no burials, there are no monuments, where are the graves. You don't deceive me. Lin Mochen felt that the old man was not sincere, and Yizhuang was Yizhuang, and he was also a tomb keeper.

"The monument is there. The old man pointed to the location of the mountain.

"Is that a tombstone?" Lin Mochen was a little dumbfounded, the mountain that was so high was actually the tombstone here.

Although he was surprised, he still believed a little.

It is true that there are few mountains that are so square.

"But that's too big, isn't it?"

"Is it big? But it's 10,000 feet high, 1,000 feet long, and 100 feet thick. ”

"It's not that big. Lin Mochen was a little weak, and Mount Everest in his previous life was only a quarter of the height of this tombstone.

"Is that the guy's tombstone?"

"Yes and no. That's the tombstone for all of you. ”

"Everyone...... Lin Mochen muttered, "That's not big." ”

"That's right, there are tens of millions of people here, all of them rely on that monument. ”

"How can there be so many people here?By the way, what do you call it?" Lin Mochen felt that his question was about to be solved.

"I forgot the name, it's been hundreds of millions of years. It's good for you to call me Mu Lao. The old man grinned, like a kind old man next door.

"Old Tomb?" Lin Mochen thought that the old man was unwilling to tell him by his real name, so he casually took a nickname, which was also a fitting image, and he was a little dumbfounded, "It's been hundreds of millions of years, one in ten years, and it's not much." ”

Some of the coffins in this coffin were created by heaven and earth, and some were made by craftsmen by accident and summoned by the tombstone. ”

"In this way, the coffins inside are spiritual, and there are certain rules in them. Lin Mochen's heart was intertwined with all kinds of feelings, and he couldn't find his master for a while.

"That's right, it's the rules of the Tomb of the Fallen. The so-called rules of loneliness ......" Mu Lao did not continue to ask Lin Mochen questions, but said to himself: "Loneliness means death, but its rules are illusory, and countless supernatural beings cannot comprehend or calculate, not even the slightest clue. But the rules of loneliness are condensed here, creating this lonely place. In this lonely land, the tomb of loneliness is the core. ”

"The essence of the Tomb of Silence is in the coffin of Silence, which is my coffin. Lin Mochen muttered.

"Yes, the Coffin of Silence is indeed the heart of the Tomb of Silence, but it is not your coffin. Mu Lao denied it.

"No, my coffin is indeed the Coffin of Loneliness, he told me himself. Lin Mochen summoned his coffin.

"You can only call it a spare coffin. ”

"Isn't that a spare tire?" Lin Mochen's head was full of 10,000 grasses, and he started his career as a spare tire before he liked a certain girl.

"You're not wrong to understand that. A long time ago, when the Immortal Court had not been established and the Divine Dao had not yet emerged, there were countless cultivators in heaven and earth. Although the immortal path is successful, there are many resources in the world, so all kinds of snatching and killing are in order to go further and dominate the world. Mu Lao's gaze became deep and abnormal, as if he wanted to chase far away to eternity.

"Then a good piece of the world was destroyed. Lin Mochen said with weak contempt, it was written in the novel.

"How could it be. Mu Lao said solemnly: "If the heavens and the earth are destroyed, how can we still exist? But at that time, the heavens and the earth were in chaos, murderous and wild, and corpses were everywhere. Until that day, the sky was blood-red, thousands of thunderbolts raged, the mountains shook, the laws swayed, countless immortals fell, countless corpses broke through the ground, knelt down, and the heaven and earth gathered out of the tomb of loneliness, and then formed this lonely land. ”

"That's awesome. Lin Mochen looked at the tombstone, his eyes shining with money.

"The dead qi between heaven and earth was absorbed and clarity was restored. But the killing didn't stop there, and a more intense snatch unfolded. ”

"What to rob? This tombstone?"

Mu Lao bowed, "Countless great supernatural beings gathered in this lonely place, and the battle was darkened, and all the great supernatural beings fell inside.

As a result, the location of the Tomb of the Fallen has been erased, and only one of the great psychics who has not participated in the war knows about it. ”

"Everyone is dead, how do you know that you are still here?" Lin Mochen felt that there was a big fool in front of him, a big fool who made up stories.

Mu Lao seemed to be addicted to storytelling and didn't pay attention to Lin Mochen.

"Later, the Great Avatar used supreme power to take the Coffin of Silence from the Tomb of Silence and established the Heavenly Court to suppress the Coffin of Silence.

The Tomb of the Fallen Fall, which had lost its coffin, fell silent, but there was no one who could descend here and leave safely.

Countless years later, the Tomb of Silence has summoned back to your coffin, the new Coffin of Silence. However, he is nowhere near as good as the previous coffin. ”

"Have you seen the Coffin of Silence before?"

"How is it possible, that coffin has been suppressed in the depths of the Heavenly Court, not only has there been countless prohibitions, but also supreme immortals guarding it. Even the Tomb of Silence cannot recall it, and I, the grave keeper who is bound here, can see him for half a minute. ”

"Wait!"

Lin Mochen has always felt that the old man is a master, not only has a messy lifespan, but also can make up grand stories, and he also knows his lonely coffin, although he said it is fake.

If he is really such a master, why does he bother to speak?

If it is really like what he himself said, is it necessary to explain it in such detail to such a scum as himself?

Now that Lin Mochen understands, the old man is bound here, maybe he has something that can help him. This makes sense why he moved himself so much.

"Clever, you can help me. Mu Lao said calmly.

"Can you know what I'm thinking?" Lin Mochen was not surprised.

"This is not unusual, without the protection of the Coffin of Silence, in my eyes you can't hide secrets at all. ”

"The coffin of loneliness?" Lin Mochen knew that his coffin was a treasure, but he didn't know his value.

Mu Lao saw Lin Mochen's doubts and continued: "The coffin of loneliness is condensed by the law, and it is a first-class treasure in the world, and it is slightly inferior to those few treasures. However, although it is a treasure, it already has a master, and it can only be used by you for the rest of his life. It can almost be said that you are in the coffin, and you are dead in the coffin. ”

"Such a loyal baby. Lin Mochen was happy, and he was worried about being snatched away by that guy.

"As long as you take it into your body, no one will be able to perceive him, not even you. ”

"That's it!" Lin Mochen was happy, this is still a good guy who saves his life.

"Come back," Lin Mochen said softly, and the coffin of silence disappeared directly in place.

Feeling the benefits of the Silent Coffin entering his body, Lin Mochen spoke again: "Then why did that guy attack me?"

If you have attracted a disaster, you will always have to find it back, but there is a master next to you, who will probe the wind first.