Under the sun, green shirts and purple clothes, a pair of fairy partners.

The people of Liuzhen in the Shura realm will never forget jì, such an ordinary and unusual afternoon.

For 70,000 or 80,000 years, the ancient mansion of the Wang family, which has been sacred and silent, opened with a bang. On the quaint long street, Amu, dressed in a green shirt, is as rich as jade. Shen Yan, with purple veil, mysterious and elegant.

I am, the Wang family! Amu's words are just like thunder on the ground.

The Wang family is like falling from the sky!

The prayers of the people of Liuzhen have not stopped, and the smoke and incense in the bronze tripod are dispersing. Amu's voice echoed in the ears of every Liuzhen person.

"Wang family?" At this time, the most surprised were the Liu Han family.

Amu is surnamed Wang, and they know it. Because, back then, Amu once told Uncle Liu that his name was Wang Han. But Liu Han's family has never linked Amu with the Liu Zhen Wang family.

Because, the Wang family of Liuzhen is too mysterious and bizarre.

Mo Lang, the first in the Shura realm, is named Wang Fan.

Wang Fan, Hua Niangzi, and Ghost Child, that is the legendary Wang family in Liuzhen. In the world of Shura Liuzhen, there is no Amu, no Wang Han.

"Immortal, you are really from Liuzhen!" Liu Han's family is the closest to Amu. The family couldn't help but shout in unison, but the meaning of this exclamation was too rich.

"The Wang family—"

At this time, all the people of Liuzhen came to their senses. Ah Mu and Shen Yan are endless, and as cultivators, there is no doubt about it. However, ordinary people in Liuzhen would never dare to take Amu's identity lightly.

Everyone, waiting for the gray-haired old mayor to speak.

"Decayed. Bow down to the immortals of the Wang family!" the old mayor separated the crowd and knelt down in front of Amu and Shen Yan. The old mayor's voice was loud. Quite excited, trembling slightly.

Because, he believed more than anyone in the town of Liu. Amu and Shen Yan must be the Wang family.

The old mayor, whose family has been enshrined for generations, is a portrait of Wang Fan and Hua Niangzi. Uncle Liu also told Amu about this back then.

In the portrait. The man was handsome and chic in a green coat, and the woman was in a purple dress and a purple skirt. Gentle and virtuous. Now, Amu and Shen Yan are like the people in the painting.

Except for the Wang family, who will have such a demeanor?

Merely. Three thousand years ago. The portrait suddenly disappeared overnight. The old mayor's father was ill and died within a few days.

However, only the old mayor knew. In their family, there was an ancestral proverb.

"There is a catastrophe in Liuzhen, and the soul is outside the world. Thousands of people kowtowed, and the door of the king's house opened. Green shirts and purple clothes, people go to the heart. Shura is immeasurable. The soul leads to the coffin. ”

Thirty-two words, the old mayor's house. It has been passed down for twenty-seven generations. It is said that it was left by Wang Fan back then. The deep meaning of it, the old mayor's family, is not clear.

However, there are people in Liuzhen today who were detained and died. Now, the people of Liuzhen worship the Wang family, and sure enough, the door is open. Amu, Shen Yan, Tsing Yi and purple skirts, stood in front of the door.

A qiē is a confirmation of the proverbs of the year.

Then, there is no doubt that Amu and Shen Yan are the returning Wang family.

Therefore, the old mayor, without the slightest doubt, bowed down reverently. Old mayor, bow down. At that moment, all the people of Liuzhen naturally followed and bowed.

"Wang's gods, bless me Liuzhen, ten thousand years of peace-" The sound of prayer sounded spontaneously again.

Amu and Shen Yan stood there, slightly facing the wind, and the corners of their clothes were lightly raised.

Neither of them, either of them moved. The Heavenly Immortals Ninefold Dà was perfected, and they accepted this worship from the people of Liuzhen.

In order to let the sincerity of the people of Liuzhen have something to rely on. In order to make one's shoulders more responsible.

Then, Amu looked at the people of Liuzhen who were kneeling on the ground, and felt the soul of the resonance of Liuzhen in the Soul Gathering Bottle.

"I am a disciple of Wang Fan, my name is Amu, also known as Wang Han. Amu said slowly, "I am from Liuzhen and the Wang family!"

Amu's words are like a spring breeze, because they are warm, and like a fire, because they are burning.

"God of Liuzhen, save me Liuzhen!" the old mayor raised his head, with tears in his eyes, and pleaded sincerely.

Amu nodded, and then with a wave of one hand, all the people of Liuzhen felt an incomparably soft force and gently helped themselves up.

At this time, on the ancient house of the Wang family, the five-color brilliance is circulating, and the fairy spirit is full of immortality.

"Old mayor, I already know it. Don't worry!Liu Zhen, no one will be detained again!" Amu raised his eyebrows and solemnly promised.

Then, Amu took a slight step, took Shen Yan's hand, and went straight to the door of the Wang family's old mansion.

"Shen Yan, go home with me!" Amu said slowly. Haihuang Willow Town is no longer there, and Shura Willow Town is home.

The people of Liuzhen naturally separate the two sides.

Tsing Yi and purple skirt, two people floated by.

The old mansion of the Wang family has a very special forbidden map of time and space. Nearly 600 years ago, when Amu entered the old mansion, he could only enter when the Five Seals Forbidden Map and the Heavenly Maiden Seal came into play at the same time.

out of the water, even the crows were turned away.

For many 10,000 years, the people of Liuzhen have always been able to worship and not get too close. Because, as soon as you get close to the old house, it will be automatically teleported.

The old house of the Wang family never hurts anyone, but never approach.

This time, however, it was completely different.

Amu took Shen Yan with him, without any hesitation or obstruction. At that moment, Amu could feel that the door was open for him.

The ancient house of the Wang family, the door is open. The five-color brilliance is like welcoming the return of the master. The entire ancient mansion of the Wang family exudes a strange atmosphere.

At that moment, it seemed that the time that had been sealed for many thousands of years began to flow again.

The woody fragrance wafts!

Then, the five-colored light on the ancient house gradually dispersed, and a faint light enveloped the entire Liuzhen. All the people of Liuzhen saw the five-colored light.

The entire Liuzhen seems to be under the protection of a strange force.

The light of the royal family!

All the people of Liuzhen were shocked, and a strange feeling spread all over their bodies.

Ah Mu and Shen Yan also felt the wonderful power.

Amu and Shen Yan crossed the threshold of the ancient house. The void of the ancient mansion of the Wang family no longer has an enchantment, but can be seen in the sky of Liuzhen. Then, the five-colored brilliance gradually dissipated.

However, at this time, the people of Liuzhen have gradually stabilized in their hearts. The five-colored gods seem to have thousands of magical powers.

Amu, look around the ancient house. A qiē and a qiē are so familiar and familiar. Shen Yan stood quietly beside Amu.

And at this moment, in the backyard of the Wang family, there were suddenly nine rays of light, rising to the sky. Everyone in Liuzhen was shocked.

"Hmm!" Amu raised an eyebrow. He and Shen Yan arrived at the backyard of the Wang family in one step.

The original nine coffins are still there. In the middle of the nine coffins, the purple mangs like water are still spreading outward round by round, still like time.

Ah Mu and Shen Yan glanced at each other, because they both felt an extremely strange aura coming from the water.

"Huh?" Amu was shocked in his heart, because that breath was too familiar.

And suddenly, the purple rays flooded, and the waves suddenly rose.

A mirror image appeared in the purple wave.

The dark and dreary water, the black and swarthy endless mountains. In the gray world, there seems to be an endless black wind, sweeping the clothes and messy hair of the old man in black.

That scene, Amu had seen it at the ancient burial gate. At that time, Wang Jue's eyes were cloudy and sloppy. Full of gray hair, full of old age. Beside him, endless flowers were scattered.

However, the image suddenly dispersed.

Then, there is endless white light, endless gray mountains.

Wang Jue is still dressed in black, but his white hair is gone, and his long hair is like ink. With sharp eyes, Amu has only seen it once, that is, the night when the demon coffin entered the sea.

Once, withered flowers, seemed to reopen.

Yes, this qiē is fleeting. In an instant, disappear.

Shenlang, Molang, and Wang Jue will always look at the world. Immortals and demons, the third reincarnation, should come to an end.

"Master—" Seeing a qiē Amu screaming, he wanted to rush straight to the waterhole. However, his body did not move at all.

Because, at that moment, Amu was completely imprisoned by the strange power emanating from the nine coffins.

Goodbye, the immortal power locks the soul, and the Buddha's light shines - eight ancient seal characters suddenly appeared in the purple wave.

The pen is vigorous, like a dragon.

Amu stood on the spot in an instant. At this time, on the street of Liu Zhenchang, there was a scream! (To be continued......