Chapter 13 Will you become stronger when you come out of the coffin?

The cloudy sky covers the clouds.

In the silent night, evil spirits flourish.

Two figures appeared at the foot of the Black Mountain.

An ancient monk and a young monk.

They headed towards the border of the Dayan Dynasty, carrying customs clearance documents in their arms.

Suddenly, the old monk stopped and the ancient scepter in his hand made a rapid jingling sound.

"Master, what's wrong?"

The young monk was carrying his luggage and asked curiously.

"Something terrible is causing trouble!"

The old monk stared at his staff with a shocked expression.

There was an astonishing wave of evil energy, and the entire scepter was warning frantically. It was a vaguely terrifying existence.

In the distance, there are thick clouds rolling in, the sun and moon are dim, there is loud thunder, and the cold wind howls.

He did not hesitate and immediately rushed there with the young monk.

An hour later, they arrived at the gate of Shiyin Sect.

The sight they saw in front of them made the old and the young take a breath of air, and their whole bodies fell into a bone-chilling cold.

In the dark night, the ghosts are everywhere.

The miserable rain continued, but it could not wash away the bloody river on the mountain road.

Corpses were lying on the ground, and when the thunder flashed, their faces before death were reflected, showing extreme terror.

There were cracked coffin boards everywhere, but nothing inside could be seen.

There were nearly ten thousand people in this sect. A few hours ago, they suffered a devastating massacre and no one survived.

The whole scene was so shocking that the old monk and the young monk's knees became weak and their souls trembled.

At this moment, at the top of the mountain, there was still some kind of deep and extremely coercive pressure.

When its ghostly energy spreads, it triggers the laws of heaven and earth, gradually forming a whirlpool black hole.

"master……"

The young monk turned pale with fright and tightly grabbed the old monk's clothes.

This place has turned into a hell, and tens of thousands of people died tragically in various shapes.

Apart from the sound of thunder, there is no life at all. It is so gloomy that it penetrates into the bone marrow.

"Don't be afraid, go find if anyone is alive."

The old monk's hand holding the staff was also trembling.

The visual impact of this image shattered his lifelong understanding.

What kind of monster is so capable that it actually slaughtered a sect of Shengui Sect?

If the guess is correct, based on the geographical location of Dayan and the characteristics of the coffins in the mountains and fields, this should be the corpse sect with a century-old tradition!

This sect has a great reputation and is very powerful due to the rise of the Dayan Dynasty.

It is said that demons dare not invade and evil spirits dare not enter. There seems to be some thousand-year-old monster hidden inside the door.

The ancestor of the Corpse Yin mastered a trick that could control demons and refine walking corpses.

He never expected that he would see such a tragic situation today.

Although the young monk was afraid, he still followed the master's instructions and went up the mountain to look for survivors.

After a while, he exclaimed: "Master, come quickly, there is a little sister here who is still alive!"

The old monk was shocked and rushed over.

Chen Luoli was sleeping among the corpses, and next to her lay the dead Bai Heng, his eyes wide open as his whole body was torn to pieces by corpse slaves. The state was horrific.

The rainwater flowing down the sky moistened Chen Luoli's dry lips.

The old monk saw at a glance that Chen Luoli had not eaten for several days and nights, and quickly took out a piece of bread from his arms.

"Where's your water?"

After hearing this, the young monk hurriedly took out the kettle.

After several rounds of noodles, Chen Luoli coughed violently, her eyelids trembled, and she slowly opened her eyes.

The scene before my eyes was one of human misery.

She murmured: "Am I... dead?"

The little monk quickly said: "No, little sister, you are still alive!"

Chen Luoli looked at them blankly, and suddenly burst into tears, and the rain mixed with tears fell down.

Seeing this, the old monk shook his head and sighed: "Poor child."

Just one look at such a scene made his heart tremble with shock.

What's more, this little girl is just an ordinary person.

She must be going through the previous demon slaying.

Living in this world, strange things are rampant, and ordinary people cannot protect themselves at all.

"Little girl, you shouldn't be from the Shiyin Sect, so why are you here?" The old monk handed over the second piece of dough and asked again.

Chen Luoli grabbed it and devoured it.

He vaguely replied: "I was arrested, and my father, I don't know where they took him."

The old monk immediately raised his head and looked around.

There were corpses strewn about in the square, half of the mountain road was full of broken limbs, and there was no living thing left.

I don't know if her father's body is still intact.

The old monk sighed again. The world is suffering, and the rumors of the Corpse Yin Sect are very vicious. This girl is in her prime, so sad.

The current ending can be regarded as the retribution of cause and effect.

While he was pondering, he took out some silver coins from his arms and said, "Keep these entanglements and live a good life in the city. It's too dangerous outside."

Chen Luoli blinked her eyes. She looked at the broken pieces of silver and pushed them back.

"Grandpa, you are a good man, I can't ask for your money."

After hearing this, the old monk was speechless for a while, then smiled bitterly.

He has spent his whole life slaying demons and killing countless creatures, and has long since broken away from his original Taoist heart.

In addition, in this world, there is no difference between good people and bad people.

He stood up and was about to take Chen Luoli away from here, but suddenly he saw a rainbow coming from above, piercing the quiet night.

The two of them looked up and saw a figure in blue rushing past.

When he saw it clearly, the old monk showed a smile: "After a few years apart, how is the Blue God envoy doing well recently?"

Lan Xuejing traveled for several days and finally arrived at the Corpse Yin Sect.

But the sight of the mountains and fields shook her heart, and her pupils continued to shrink.

She glanced around and saw that the world was dark, the rain was pouring down, blood flowed into rivers, and corpses were everywhere.

Hearing the words, she ran away looking for them, and found several figures standing in the center of the square.

Seeing that Chen Luoli was fine, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief. In addition, there were two acquaintances.

"Lan Xuejing, the Demon Suppressor, has met Longshan as the host." She slightly cupped her hands to show respect.

Outside the Dayan Dynasty, there are many sects, their forces are like cobwebs, and there are countless mysterious beings.

Longshan Temple is one of them, and it is quite close to the Dayan Dynasty. It once worked with the Demon-Suppressing Division to suppress demons and demons.

The host of Longshan in front of her is an expert in the middle stage of the Nine Realms, with a far-reaching reputation, and her ability to subdue demons is not weaker than hers.

"No need to be polite, just call me Xu Shan." The old monk shook his head.

"I have come all the way here to visit the Demon Suppressing Division. I happened to meet the Blue God Envoy here. I am afraid I can only turn to you for help in this matter."

By the time she finished speaking, Lan Xuejing had already guessed something.

"Master Xu, just say it doesn't matter."

The old monk looked troubled, and then sighed: "This matter is about the Night King."

Lan Xuejing's heart froze, as expected.

She took a deep breath: "Before this, there are more important things that need to be dealt with immediately."
To be continued...