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In the small courtyard of the Wang family, the lights are still shining. Amu seems to be still making those two yin and yang coffins. Shen Yan finally walked out of the west chamber, holding a somewhat worn piece of rice in his hand.

"Old man, that's all for today! coffins aren't made in a day. It's late at night, it's cold, don't get caught in the cold. Shen Yan said as he draped the big coat on Amu's body.

"Hmm!" Amu responded, put down the carving knife in his hand and looked at today's results again, and then nodded with satisfaction, "In another two or three days, it will be almost over! These two coffins, we will definitely lie comfortably in the future." Hey, hey!"

"Coffin, who is in a hurry to lie down?" Shen Yan complained with a smile, "It's just that you are always in a hurry to do it, don't you want me to accompany you?"

"Hehe! how come?" Amu patted Shen Yan's hand, "Wife, you have to accompany me for another fifty years, for a lifetime." Haha-"

Shen Yan held Amu, his face full of smiles. Sweet words, in fact, it has nothing to do with age, nothing to do with years. It's just that let's see who says it to you.

Immediately, Amu lifted the lamp, and the old couple supported each other, laughing and returning to the west wing.

On this night, the galaxy is shining, and the world is silent.

In the west room, Shen Yan waited for Amu to wash until he lay down. Maybe it was because he was too tired to make the coffin, and Amu fell asleep not long after lying down.

Shen Yan tucked the quilt for Amu, but he didn't fall asleep.

This kind of sleep is actually dispensable for Shen Yan. In the past year, Shen Yan has not really fallen asleep, she has been guarding Amu.

"Wang Han, I love!" Shen Yan whispered Amu's name, a smile curled up at the corner of his mouth, and then gently stroked Amu's pale hair on both sideburns with his hand.

Compassion, eyes full of heart.

Fifty years in Liuzhen, Amu is dying!

Yongjing, in fact, is an absolute immortal body. However, there were a few people in the Three Realms who could imagine that Amu was aging like this.

In the past 50 years, it has actually been very dull. However, Amu has felt too much about life and death. What he is aging is not his appearance, but his mortal heart.

If it weren't for Shen Yan's quiet care, Amu would probably have been unable to stand it a long time ago.

"Master, did you expect everything?" Shen Yan asked in a low voice, but no one answered.

Everything that comes from all will go out of all. Wang Jue's words, Shen Yan always remembered.

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Amu slept deeply.

Unconsciously, Amu felt that it was dawn. It seems that this sleep is quite good. Amu felt that his body was full of strength, and he seemed to be back to seventeen or eighteen years old.

"Wife!" Amu instinctively called, but no one answered.

"Shen Yan—" Amu called again, but no one spoke. Amu had no choice but to get up by himself, pushed open the west door and went to the courtyard.

"Huh?" Amu was stunned. Because, yesterday's green wood coffin and purple wood coffin are gone. The yard was clean, as if someone had just cleaned it.

However, looking at the courtyard, Amu always felt that something was wrong there, but he couldn't remember it for a while. Why is this small courtyard so familiar and unfamiliar?

"Brother, are you awake?" Suddenly, a cheerful voice came.

At the same time, a girl in red stood in front of Amu vividly.

It was a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl, but she was very beautiful. The skin is white and the complexion is extremely beautiful. Especially the pair of eyes are as clear as water, but they are deep and bottomless, as if they have thousands of magical powers.

With such eyes, Amu is still the first time I have seen them. Amu looked at the girl in red stunned, because he didn't know the girl at all.

"Hehe, brother, what's wrong with you?" the girl in red stretched out her hand and shook it in front of Amu's eyes, grinning.

"Who are you?" Amu instinctively took a step back.

"Brother, you're stupid! I'm your sister Yu'er! You have a fever, right?" Yu'er raised her hand and touched Amu's forehead, looking incomprehensible.

"Yu'er?" Amu frowned, when did he have an extra sister?

"Hmph! Wang Yu touched Amu Bu hot, couldn't help pouting, remembering that his brother had teased him before, he couldn't help but look unhappy, "Brother, Dad is waiting for you in the backyard, tell you to go when you wake up! ”

After speaking, Wang Yu turned around and disappeared.

"Yu'er, Dad?" Amu suddenly felt a little headache, but somehow moved to the backyard.

Backyard, in Amu's memory, he never came. Isn't this the forbidden land of the royal family?

Nine coffins, an old man. That's Wang Jue.

"Master!" Amu's heart tightened, and he was inexplicably excited. Didn't Master die for many years? It turned out that Master didn't even die.

"Amu, how is the coffin?" asked Wang Jue.

"Uh, coffin ......" For a while, Amu was still thinking about the question of Master's life and death, and he didn't know how to answer.

"Are you lazy again?" Wang Jue sneered, not waiting for Amu's answer at all.

Looking at it again, Wang Jue waved one hand, and it was a black light.

Amu had never seen it before.

Smack-smack-smack-smack-s

Before Amu could react, the black rattan had already fallen. The throbbing sound was incessant, but Amu didn't feel the slightest pain.

It's just that Amu saw Tsing Yi flying around, and his naked body really returned to the way he was when he was seventeen or eighteen.

"Master!" Amu shouted. However, Wang Jue did not listen at all, and continued to beat him.

What's going on?

For a while, Amu's mind was in chaos, like falling clouds.

Suddenly, there was wind in my ears.

"Amu, that's where my Northern Han Sect is!" Amu felt that he was actually standing in the void, and a middle-aged monk in white was pointing in the distance.

In the distance, four peaks stand like swords, one of which is convex and surrounded by three peaks. The fog is thick, the clouds are smoky, and it is a hidden fairyland.

"Northern Han Sect, is this where the immortals live?" Amu's heart moved slightly.

But why did you come here? Who is this middle-aged man in white? Amu just asked. But I don't know when the middle-aged man in white disappeared, and Amu had already landed in a small courtyard.

In front of him was a young man in white, with a thin body and a delicate face, but his face was pale, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness.

"Amu...... Division...... Senior Brother ......" The young man in white looked at Amu nervously.

"Lishui, Senior Brother Lishui, why are you here?" Amu was a little nervous and excited, because he finally saw a person who knew it.

It's just that the water in front of me looks too green. This is the first time Amu has seen this kind of detachment.

"Huh?" Lishui was visibly nervous, as if he was looking at Amu's side. Yes, Amu looked left and right, and there was no one beside him.

Amu didn't know who Lishui was looking at.

"Senior Brother Lishui?" Amu asked urgently. However, Lishui did not answer.

"Senior Brother Lishui, why don't you speak?"

However, in an instant, the water turned into light smoke and disappeared. An old man in black sat on a big stone in the courtyard, leisurely holding a wine gourd.

"It's a ridiculous upside-down dream, a thousand years long like floating clouds! Dusty labor, why ask? Look at the sun and the moon, things are sinking! Visit all over the flickering places, I am the only one among the immortals!"

The old man in black was half-lying on the boulder, drinking wine and crossing Erlang's legs, singing the words of the tune in his mouth. A posture that no one in heaven and earth can help me.

"Good words!" Amu blurted out.

"Hehe, Amu, are you back to the mountain? didn't you bring me drunken immortal brew to my seniors this time?" the old man in black teased.

"Senior?" Amu was stunned again, "Old man, do you know me?"

"Know you?" The old man in black held the wine gourd, with a bit of anger on his face, "Stinky boy, can I not know you with my hard work? Without me, who led you into the way of demons? hehe!"

The way to enter the devil?

For a while, in Amu's mind, there seemed to be a big wave churning. In front of me, the small courtyard rotated and the mountains moved.

The scene changes again.

"Sect Master, Ziyu is willing to appear on behalf of Amu and never die!"

"Sect Master, I wish to die on behalf of Amu when I leave the water!"

Two voices echoed in Amu's mind. However, at this time, Amu only felt that the sky was spinning, as if he was falling from a high mountain.

In the haze, I seemed to see the figure of a woman in purple, and another was in tattered clothes and covered in dust.

Purple?

The purple clothes made Amu's heart suddenly shocked. At that moment, it was like a dagger plunged into the heart.

Bang -

Suddenly, the void shook. Blood splattered, and the woman in purple seemed to have been hit hard.

Amu instinctively wanted to grab something, but the appearance of the woman in purple changed instantly. Amu actually grabbed the hand of another woman in purple.

"Let's go, watch me kill someone!" Amu didn't speak, but for some reason, the words resounded in the void. Amu's mind churned again.

"Amu, you won't die! Unless I die, we'll all die!"

Blood, fighting, the brilliance of the sky. Amu seemed to see a black-robed self, standing in the void, and many golden tadpole-like words swirled around him.

"Demon, the unyielding person of heaven and earth! Demon will, the unwilling thought of eternity! Demon Dao, the road to heaven of 30,000 avenues. Demon cultivation, do not go against the heart of the blood to cultivate. Immortals block and kill immortals, Buddhas block and destroy Buddhas, only my demon way, and eternity is the only one. ......”

A voice, as if coming from the sky, echoed with a bang.

At that moment, Amu felt his heart feel stuffy, and there was a burst of burning under his navel, like a fire.

Devil! Devil!

Boom -

Suddenly, a black coffin suspended in the void. That coffin was bigger than any coffin Amu had made. Dark and dark.

The coffin was surrounded by countless blood-red sigils. At this time, the other Amu was lying upright on top of the black coffin, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

"Patriarch, can you let me take a look at him!" The woman in purple knelt on the vast cold plain, her eyes fluttering, looking and praying from afar.

"Hmm!" Amu clutched his chest. Because, there is a piercing pain there.

Why Purple?

"Shen Yan, Shen Yan!" Amu couldn't help but shout loudly. And above the empty cold plain, there are only echoes.

"Hahahaha-haha-haha-"

In the void, there seems to be a red flower that appears and disappears. On top of the red flower, an old man in black sat cross-legged. Black and white light, ghostly and floating.

In an instant, Amu felt like a nightmare.

At this time, the black coffin in the void actually filled the entire void. Suddenly, the black coffin fell from the sky, pressing directly on Amu, as if he wanted to kill him. (To be continued.) )