Black coffin!

This name is like a taboo, touching Zhou Dao's nerves.

Back then, the first ancestor of the Ma family was known as the Lord of Ten Thousand Monsters, he communicated with the true spirits of mountains and seas, and his divine sense was so strong that it filled the universe and was almost everywhere.

Such a terrifying power made him discover a secret, the secret about the Nine Sects of Taoism.

Under the mountain mansions of the nine sects of Taoism, each suppressed a pair of coffins, black coffins!

In his later years, the first ancestor of the Ma family built a large tomb under the "Fengchan Terrace", the place where the emperor offered sacrifices to heaven, but it was left unused.

Until 2,000 years ago, Emperor Wu was born, and successively killed the three main gates of Changsheng, Taiyi, and Panhuang. At that time, the large hanging tomb was finally opened, and the descendants of the Ma family held a grand sacrifice and invited three black coffins into the tomb.

This time, the Demon Pillar fell, and the reason why the imperial court couldn't wait to establish a new King of Fortune was to invite the black coffin of the just destroyed [Tianshi Dao] into the tomb.

After all, throughout the ages, the ceremony of opening and sealing the coffin has been conducted by the head of the Ma family.

"It's the black coffin again!?" Zhou Dao looked serious.

A pair of black coffins are suppressed under the spiritual mountains of the nine sects of Taoism, so that the emperors of the Great Qin Dynasty never forgot about it.

Back then, when Zhou Xuan, the previous king of the Yuan Dynasty, fell, and the moment his body died and his dao disappeared, a black coffin appeared to attract him and seal it inside.

Now, Zhou Dao learned another secret about [Black Coffin] from the poisonous Taoist.

From the very beginning of Zhenmensi's establishment, this huge monster comparable to Yuyaosi began to build a black coffin.

Such a huge project has almost run through the three thousand years of the Great Qin Dynasty. Thinking about it carefully, it makes one's scalp tingle.

"What is that black coffin?" Zhou Dao couldn't help asking.

Undoubtedly, this is the top secret of the Zhenmagic Division, otherwise, it would not be a murderous disaster just because the poisonous Taoist spied on him for a while.

"I don't know about that." The poisonous Taoist shook his head sadly.

At that time, he only knew a general idea, but he didn't figure out what the thing was for, so he was killed by the demon lord.

Fortunately, the highly poisonous Taoist mastered the supernatural powers of the demon master, and the outside world is extremely special, retaining a remnant soul, lingering on until today, relying on many opportunities, he just reforged this skin.

"This group of people who killed thousands of knives, the old man is not interested in the so-called secret at all, and it turns out..." The poisonous Taoist gritted his teeth.

In his eyes, no matter whether it is Yuyaosi or Zhenmaisi, stepping on a horse is not a thing.

"You can be regarded as a hero, after all, you have been brilliant before." Zhou Dao comforted with a smile.

To be able to climb to a high-level position in both the Yuyao Division and the Zhenma Division, and the end of the history of the two divisions, it is terrible that there is only one poisonous Taoist.

From this point of view, this former master can be regarded as glorious.

"The group of Zhenmensi's people are not normal." Taoist Toxic said in a low voice.

"Those who can enter the town of magic division are all lunatics. They are like the darkness in this world. They slaughter evil with evil. Whether it is the court or demons, they all regard them as scourges." The poisonous Taoist said in a deep voice.

As a former high-level executive of the Monster Control Division, when he first entered the Zhenmagic Division, he was extremely uncomfortable.

The people of Zhenmagic Division have demon-like thinking. They are different from ordinary forces. They never put interests and gains and losses first.

Their only belief is that all the darkness in the world will be returned to the black coffin.

Zhenmusi is the absolute darkness under that light.

"It's really sick to ride a horse." Hearing this, Zhou Dao couldn't help spitting.

In fact, he didn't have much contact with Zhenmasi. After all, although he had a high status, he could basically be regarded as a non-staff member of Yuyaosi.

"Your status is not low, you must be careful of the town magician." The poisonous Taoist warned.

Once the sun seal is cast on the body, if the caster dies, he will not be able to live.

Therefore, Zhou Dao's safety is now the biggest concern in his heart.

"Don't worry, I probably won't meet you." Zhou Dao shook his head.

"No." The poisonous Taoist shook his head.

"There is a system within Zhenmagic Division. As long as the high-level members of Yuyaosi, they will try their best to get in touch. Without exception, they will formulate a careful plan for everyone, so that they can go to Zhenmagic Division step by step."

Having said this, a look of sadness flashed in the eyes of the highly poisonous Taoist.

In fact, before he failed to compete for the [Nine Gods Pillar], he had already had frequent contact with Zhenmensi.

Although these people are known as the mortal enemies of Yu Yaosi, but they seem to have a kind of sharpening, knowing the darkness, but people step into it unconsciously.

"I see." Zhou Dao nodded, not paying too much attention.

He told the poisonous Taoist a few words, let him collect [Tai Xu Qi], and at the same time, don't forget his old friends, it's best to drag him into the water together.

Immediately afterwards, Zhou Dao controlled the [Yuanshi Sword], stayed away from Taixu, and returned his soul to his body.

hum...

On Yuanshi Mountain, inside Yuxu Palace.

In the lingering incense, Zhou Dao's figure is illusory and unreal, his body undulates slightly, conveying mysterious life fluctuations.

Everything just now seemed like a dream, like an eternity, and like an instant.

The bright moon is falling in the west, and it seems to draw an end to this unusual night.

…

On the outskirts of the capital, on the barren West Mountain.

In the distance, the dry forest stands tall, and a group of jackdaws startled up, watching the night that is about to pass away.

"Do you know how much commotion happened tonight?"

Under the fading moonlight, Ma Zongkui walked slowly, with a bad look on his face.

There was too much commotion tonight. As the most popular figure in the Ma family in the past, he had received the wind as early as the first time.

On the Yuanshi Mountain, the heavenly demon descended into the world, and the holy king's dharma appeared...everything of the piles showed Zhou Dao's prestige.

You know, that is Ma Yinglong's brother, his sworn enemy.

"Dao Sheng Demon Seed... the realm of the Patriarch back then... what a pity..."

The night wind is blowing, blowing the clothes and robes.

The man in black stood with his hands behind his back, his face could not be seen clearly in the darkness, but his words were full of regret.

Hong Tianfu died, he was the strongest inheritor of the Tao of Heavenly Master, his luck was against the sky, and he even comprehended the realm of the patriarch in the battle with King Yuan.

If he is given time, the Tao of Heavenly Master may not be able to re-enter the world and reach an unprecedented height.

It's a pity that he was already dead, in the hands of King Yuan, and even lost the patriarch's magic weapon [Subduing Demon Seal].

"Hong Tianfu is dead, and even the treasures passed down by your celestial masters are lost... you still want to make a comeback!?"

Ma Zongkui had a sullen face, doubting the cooperation between the two parties.

If the opponent doesn't even have the strength to kill Zhou Dao, how can he kill Ma Yinglong during the opening ceremony of the Fengchan Tomb! ?

Ma Yinglong is not dead, how can the seat of King Fu fall on his head! ?

"Those are no longer important." The man in black said lightly.

"What is a mere King Yuan?"

The black-robed man sneered: "The [spiritual oil] provided by the town magician is enough to activate the [spiritual **** of worshiping the sun]. Such power is definitely beyond the imagination of ordinary people."

"You mean..." Ma Zongkui's thoughts moved slightly.

"Jiri Great Spiritual Venerable is about to wake up, as long as you do what I say, all enemies standing in front of us will be reduced to ashes, without any suspense."

The words of the man in black echoed in the dark night, revealing a trace of uncontrollable excitement.

"That's great!"

Ma Zongkui narrowed his eyes slightly, and the gloom on his face dissipated a lot, and a smile appeared immediately.

"There is one more thing you need to do."

"Say it!"

"Zhenmosi has encountered trouble. In the capital, you should also have a lot of people to help keep an eye on Zhou Dao."

"Why staring at him?" Ma Zongkui raised his brows and asked strangely.

To be honest, he didn't really want to deal with the people of Zhenmensi, let alone borrow his power.

"In Zhenmagic Division, two masters have come out, and they may come into contact with Zhou Dao. This is something they don't want to see at the top." The man in black said directly.

"Two masters!?"

"Who?" Ma Zongkui couldn't help asking.

"Star Monarch and Moon Demon!"

"The right-hand man of the Dark Lord!?" Ma Zongkui was taken aback.

Xingjun Yuemo, with a fierce reputation, is the two strongest existences under the command of the master of darkness. Ten years ago, they even escaped the pursuit of Yanzhu.

They represent the will of the Dark Lord.

However, the Dark Demon Lord is one of the six major Demon Lords of Zhenmagus. Since they wanted to contact Zhou Dao, why did Zhenmagsi's superiors stop them! ?

Ma Zongkui's face was slightly condensed, revealing a puzzled expression.

"The will of the dark lord does not represent the will of the town magician." The man in black said lightly.

"Besides, the Dark Lord..."

At this point, the words came to an abrupt end.

Ma Zongkui's thoughts moved slightly, subconsciously asked: "What?"

"It's nothing... It will be good for you to get this matter done and make friends with Zhenmensi."

As he spoke, the man in black stepped out, merged into the vast void, and disappeared.

"Fuck your mother!" Ma Zongkui spat.

He was originally the proud son of the Ma family. Before Ma Yinglong was born, he was the only one who assigned others to do things. When did anyone assign him this way?

"Just wait, as long as Ma Yinglong is killed, I will see how I will cross the river and tear down the bridge." Ma Zongkui sneered in his heart.

The proud man would not allow anyone to use him as a gunman. He lifted up his robe, turned around and left, disappearing into the lonely night.

…

After a night of painstaking practice, Zhou Dao had a deeper understanding of [Boundary Breaking Realm].

Only after practicing, can one know the horror and danger of this level.

It's no wonder that throughout the ages, anyone who comprehends these realms must have a master to protect them and keep them in meditation. Otherwise, the sky is vast, and if they meet such a murderous person as the highly poisonous Taoist, they will inevitably end up dying.

After a night of tossing, it is natural to reward yourself.

Just after dawn, Zhou Dao dragged Wang Xiaoyi to Lingyang Street in Nancheng.

I have heard for a long time that there is a new beef offal shop here, and the taste is very good. The soup base is made from 18 medicinal herbs handed down from the ancestors, and the meat used is also a calf that has just turned 100 days old.

"Xingyue Cow Shop!?"

Zhou Dao stood in front of the shop and glanced up. On the streets of Nuoda, this shop was the only one that opened the earliest. The hot mist mixed with the intoxicating fragrance almost filled half of the street.

"I heard that their soup is an old soup. After the third watch every day, they will add medicinal materials and cook until the morning light."

As Wang Xiaoyi spoke, his appetite was whetted.

Last month's [Food For the Sky Tabloid] introduced this shop three times.

According to legend, their soup can nourish yin and qi, invigorate blood and beautify skin, strengthen bones and generate essence, promote yang and benefit kidney.

Nearby, there are quite a few wealthy families who would come to buy a bowl of soup every morning for their appetizers.

"Sure enough, it smells amazing!"

Zhou Dao couldn't help but walked in.

At this time, the shop had just opened, and the benches, tables and chairs had not yet been placed.

The incense table in the northeast corner has already lit three fragrant plants.

It is not uncommon for those who open the door to do business to burn incense and set up cases to worship the God of Wealth.

But this shop is very strange, what they enshrine is a black lacquered tablet with no words on it.

"What kind of way is this!?" Zhou Dao couldn't help asking.

"Maybe it's heresy." Wang Xiaoyi glanced at it and said casually.

Many vendors who do small business among the people sometimes worship demons and immortals to attract popularity and make their business flourish.

After all, it is easy to enter a great temple, but it is hard to find a god.

Those decent gods open the door to convenience, and there are many beliefs, so it is naturally impossible to cover everything and respond to every request.

However, those demons are different, as long as they find the right way, they will almost respond to their requests.

Back then, the Laowang Steamed Bun Shop in Ping'an Town was booming in business. It was said that their ancestors had raised a fox fairy, and the business was booming.

Later, that fox fairy got the Taoism and wanted to travel far away. Before leaving, he even left a prescription for the descendants of the old Wang family to mix it in the stuffing of buns, so as to ensure a prosperous business and prosperity for future generations.

Those who worship the right way like this also pay attention to good fortune. After all, many sorceresses in the market under the banner of fairy are liars.

So as the old saying goes, it is difficult to enter a small temple and it is easy to find a god.

"This business is so booming, I think it's likely to worship the mountain gate." Wang Xiaoyi muttered in a low voice.

"I don't think so."

Zhou Dao shook his head, he is a majestic Taoist master, what kind of fairy incense can hide his eyes.

"Girl, it's time to open the pot."

At this moment, a loud voice came from behind.

On the stove in front of the door, a hot and beautiful woman came out. She was dressed in coarse cloth and did not wear makeup, but her charm still remained, making her even more enchanting.

"I guess I know why this business is so good." Wang Xiaoyi grinned.

call…

The beautiful woman lifted the lid of the pot, and the hot mist rose like a dragon, and rushed out of the door, overflowing the street.

At this moment, the ground rumbled ~lightnovelpub.net~ A strong man with a naked upper body came out from behind. He had dark skin and strong muscles, and he was holding a calf in one hand.

"This guy has so much strength!" Wang Xiaoyi frowned slightly. ,

These two calves weigh more than 300 catties in a few, each with a head! ?

Ordinary people don't have such great strength.

As soon as the burly man came out, his sharp eyes fell on the only two guests.

"Girl, close the door. I won't do other people's business today." The man put down the calf and said calmly.

As soon as the words fell, the beautiful woman had already covered her face.

"Boss, did you close the door for business in the early morning?"

"Yuan Wang is here, so how can there be any reason to greet other people?"

The man walked to the stove, picked up the butcher's knife that had been used for an unknown amount of time, stroked the edge, and said with a slight smile.