Nightmare Apostle

"The blood clothes are thin, and the texture is almost similar to skin when touched, but it can't be seen by this hundred ghosts.

I once watched this man fight, and I didn't see any ghost coffins. "The old patriarch frowned and asked himself.

"I'm curious, why do you suspect that the innate treasure is on his body?" Young Master smiled, "Is it intuition?"

"Not exactly." The old patriarch shook his head: "I once intentionally mentioned the soul-capturing mirror and the life-abusing sword. This person did not hesitate and said bluntly that he could give me the two treasures, but for this bloody suit, he No, this shows that this bloody garment is more important to him than the two magical weapons at the top of the Netherworld. Isn't this strange? "

Hearing this, the young master sighed and said, "It's just a torture knife. This soul-capturing mirror is a magic weapon that I cultivated with my own hands. This kid doesn't cherish it at all."

The conversation changed and Young Master introduced himself: "Old patriarch, do you think this is a good idea? Let me out and give me some time to show off my fragrance. I'll kill him. Leave the soul-capturing mirror to me. I'll take the blood-stained coat." Come to you."

"Haha." The old patriarch chuckled, "Don't even think about it, just stay here with me peacefully until you understand the clues in that ancient book and help me find the coffin of the Hundred Ghosts."

Young Master shrugged his shoulders, with an expression of failed calculations. He leaned back on the chair and sighed helplessly, "To be honest, I'm very curious. Although your talent, old patriarch, is also top-notch, I must be honest, even if If you really find that innate treasure, you won't be able to control it. Besides... you have enough magical weapons."

"I have no veneration for that treasure, I just don't want it to fall into the wrong hands and cause more bloodshed in the world. A big black Buddha has been troublesome enough for so many years."

The old patriarch sighed slowly and continued: "Now seven of the nine innate treasures are in the world, one is in the hands of the director of the General Patrol Department, one is in the hands of the president of the Apostolic Federation, and one is in the hands of the current big shopkeeper of the Chamber of Commerce. ,

This is also the foundation for the three major forces in the country to maintain a balance of power and a tripartite confrontation. As for this fourth thing, you will understand even if I don’t tell you that it is in the hands of the Black Buddha Mother. Back then, the three major forces joined forces to kill the evil cult Black Buddha Mother. war,

The patrol director, the joint director, and the big shopkeeper of the Chamber of Commerce, the three of them joined forces, but they only severely damaged the Black Buddha Mother and were unable to kill her. It was this battle that allowed the world to fully see the strength of the Black Buddha Mother. From then on, The title of leader of all religions is well deserved. "

"That's wrong. Although Black Buddha Mother is strong, the three families are unwilling to die in this fight. After all, no one can bear Black Buddha Mother's counterattack before her death. No matter which of the three families' leader is hit hard, It’s hard to guarantee that they won’t be contacted by other two companies afterwards. Hands off." The next second, Young Master sat up straight and his expression became serious, "And it's not three against one, to be precise, it's three against two. Black Buddha Mother also has an helper, who is neither a monk nor a Taoist. A half-human, half-ghost monk."

"This person doesn't have an innate treasure, but he still reaches that level. If it weren't for this person's help,

Black Buddha Mother is doomed. "After a pause, Young Master continued.

"The life-seeking monk..." This is a name that scares people in the world, even if they are as powerful as the old patriarch.

I couldn't help but feel awe.

The solemn scene was broken by Young Master's chuckle, "In addition to these four treasures, there are three more overseas.

One is in the hands of the big stall owner of the Japanese Ghost Sect, and the other is in the hands of the high priest of the Yin Temple in the Sangui area in northern Myanmar and Thailand.

The last one belongs to the homebound female pope who belongs to the West End Church. Among the nine treasures, the last two have never appeared. The ancient book found in Yiling Academy contains clues to one of them, which is you. The Hundred Ghosts Coffin Clothes that I miss so much. "

Seeing the old patriarch frowning slightly, he seemed to be dissatisfied with his wording, but the young master didn't care and continued: "The last time this thing appeared in the world was three hundred years ago, and the last owner was the extremely talented female pavilion from Tianshui Pavilion. Lord, this person is murderous by nature, and he is also a demon of lust. He built a nine-story demon tower with countless treasures inside. He had hundreds of men and courtiers who favored him, and he died in the end. In the hands of one of the most favored ministers, the nine sects cooperated with each other, and Tianshui Pavilion was destroyed. However, even though she was plotted, this magnificent female pavilion owner killed dozens of masters, and... there was no one in the end. People got the Hundred Ghost Coffin Clothes, and there are rumors that at the last moment of the battle, the female pavilion master hid herself in the ghost coffin, and sealed the ghost coffin together with the nine-story demon tower. "

As soon as the words changed, the young master rarely showed some true feelings and warned: "Old patriarch, let me advise you, even if you really find that treasure in the future, you should not take it lightly. It is not you, or your demon academy disciples can Controlled, if the rumors are true, then I suspect that the magnificent female pavilion master is not dead at all.

She may have become part of the ghost coffin. "

"I have no interest in this treasure, but I will never tolerate it falling into the hands of evil cultivators, and another big black Buddha Mother will appear." The old patriarch looked upright.

"In this case, the agreement between us still stands. I will try my best to help you find the Hundred Ghosts coffin." Young Master promised, "But before that, please answer me clearly. In the past ten years, Yiling Does the disappearance of the old dean of the academy and his group really have nothing to do with you or the Confucian Academy?"

"It has nothing to do with me." The old patriarch replied decisively, and later he couldn't help but smile bitterly, "As for the other people in the academy, do you think they have this ability?"

Hearing this, the young master nodded slowly. Yiling Academy is one of the top three bookstores and is also a famous presence in the world. Even if the old dean of Yiling Academy is not as good as the old patriarch in front of him, he is definitely not Yang Yunluo. ,

That is what the current dean of the Confucian Academy of Sciences can deal with, so to speak, someone who has just stepped into the underworld.

As long as the person in front of him doesn't take action, then the rest of the Confucian Academy will die facing the old dean of Yiling Academy.

"Since it has nothing to do with you, then this matter is interesting. There are not many forces in the world that can absorb this group of people. What's more, this secret meeting is top secret. Who leaked the news and can gather such people? master,

Such a group of people were wiped out from the rivers and lakes without anyone noticing. The water here is very deep. "The young master pondered for a moment, then suddenly changed the subject and said: "Old patriarch, I don't believe you haven't thought about the secrets here. "

"In common sense, whoever benefits is the most suspect. After the old dean Sheng Yanlin disappeared, his younger brother Sheng Jingxuan inherited the position of dean. That is to say, since he took office, he has been looking for me at the Confucian Academy of Confucian Studies. trouble,

We have also openly announced to the outside world that we killed his brother. We have been doing little things secretly over the years, and now it is getting more and more excessive! "Scenes of past events came to mind, and the old patriarch's face looked ugly to the naked eye.

"But we have no evidence, and we don't dare to talk nonsense. After all, the old dean Sheng Yanlin is his brother. I have been sending people to investigate this matter over the years, but with little success." The old patriarch said bluntly.

"The people under you are good at teaching, but when it comes to this kind of thing, they are still far behind. That's good. I'll check it for you. Do you think so?" Young Master asked with a smile, "Let me go, and I promise to help you." You solve this problem."

Hearing this, the old patriarch also smiled, "Sir, you can live here with peace of mind. Letting you go will be a big trouble."

The young master sighed and said nothing.

The old patriarch turned and walked out. As soon as he opened the door, he seemed to suddenly think of something. He turned around and looked at the young man behind the table, "I'll tell you one more thing. The master of your Xiu Sect has been taken over by the previous one." The young man you met has been killed. The master of the sect under you should be here to investigate your whereabouts. It seems that they have found out.

You are probably still alive and in my academy. "

"What can we do if we find out? They are no match for you, old patriarch. Moreover, my deputy sect master is still a careerist. When I was here, he didn't dare to make mistakes. Now that I'm gone, I don't know what to do. What kind of trouble have you caused?" Young Master curled his lips.

"Correction, I am now the sect leader." The old patriarch said with a heart-wrenching smile: "After you have been missing for a month and there is no news, I will treat you as dead."

"You are a traitor and a traitor! You are a traitor and a traitor!" Brother Gongzi was not annoyed and laughed as well, "It was a waste of time for me to raise him with shit and urine."

"Just stay here with peace of mind. If I were you, I would understand all the clues in that book as soon as possible, help me find the treasure, and then go back, cut your deputy sect master into pieces, and take back what belongs to you. of the throne.”

After saying that, the old patriarch left, but the man in long coat standing outside the door still had a dead face, as cold as a sculpture in the dim light.

After the old patriarch left, the young master continued to read. Time passed by minute by second. There was no concept of time in such a dark cell, but he had already gotten used to it. After an unknown period of time, when he got tired from reading, he bent over. Lower your waist and pull the chain from the iron Pulling out the gap between the chairs, this process was extremely difficult and almost exhausted all his mental energy. Yes, this is one of the abilities of this underworld magic weapon, the Immortal Lock, which will make the locked apostle survive. It's better to die, even if you accumulate likes, some mental energy will be exhausted.

Later, the young master finally took out the chains, dragged his feet bound by the chains, walked step by step to the bed, and lay down. The lights here were not under his control. All he could do was accept it. Not long after closing his eyes, the rising and falling rhythm of his chest calmed down and he fell asleep.

Time passed by, and the sleeping young master turned over, facing the wall, with his back to the iron door. At the same time, as if unconsciously, he pulled the thin quilt up a little, just enough to cover his face. The next second , a pair of eyes suddenly opened in the gloom, with a coquettish purple light in them, the corners of the mouth raised uncontrollably, and the originally calm face suddenly became incomparably full of extreme madness:

"Finally...found it!!"