Amu also followed Wang Jue's gaze at this time, and saw that the sky was endless, deep and lofty, as for Wang Jue's soft whispering, Amu didn't understand very well.

But that night, Amu knew that his fate was about to take a turn.

At this moment, Amu suddenly felt that there were sporadic snowflakes falling in the void, and the temperature around him dropped sharply.

At this time, it is early autumn, and the moon is in the sky, why is it snowing?

"The person who picked you up is here! Wang Jue said lightly.

Amu looked up and saw a middle-aged man in white above the sky, volleying into the void and stepping on the moon.

The man in white had a face like beautiful jade, a wisp of ink hair floating in front of his heart, his eyes were clear, his expression was flying, and he couldn't say that he was chic and elegant.

The most peculiar thing was that three sparkling and shiny things that looked like huge snowflakes were flying up and down the body of the man in white, and Dao Dao Guanghua covered it in it.

"Immortals?" Amu exclaimed, stepping on the moon with snow and crossing the void, how could he not be an immortal?

Although Amu knew that his master was by no means a layman, it was the first time he had seen a real monk flying in the air.

Seeing Amu's surprised expression, Wang Jue just said lightly: "The general monks of the Sea Desolate Divine Prefecture are divided into three realms: cultivation, spirit, and soul, which can be divided into six levels: initial cultivation, fixed cultivation, supreme spirit, spirit saint, soul cultivation, and soul scattering. That snow-like thing is nothing more than the disappearance of an uninspiring spiritual monk!"

Amu didn't know what the sixth level of the three realms represented, so he could only nod slightly.

However, if the monks on the sea wilderness heard this, it was estimated that they would be so angry that they would vomit blood directly. If the spiritual saint monks who have cultivated out of the different phase do not enter the stream, then there will be no monks in the entire Sea Desolate Divine Prefecture.

While the two were talking, the man in white had fallen in the backyard of the Wang family, and at the same time dispersed the snow around him.

But this is still the case, Amu still feels the biting cold air directly into his body, if it weren't for Amu's ten-year foundation of refining his body, and the immortal bones are small, I am afraid that he would have already trembled.

After the man in white fell, he saw Amu's expression as usual, and his eyes couldn't help flashing with different colors.

Then he hurriedly bowed deeply to Wang Jue, and said respectfully: "The Northern Han Sect is cold for thousands of miles to meet the seniors!"

Wang Jue glanced at Han Qianli lightly, and couldn't help frowning: "Spirit Saint Beginner Rank? Your speed is also called cultivation? ”

"Huh?" Han Qianli blushed and lowered his head, and said, "The juniors are dull, and there are many things in the sect, so they are a little lazy. Disappoint seniors. ”

Wang Jue was noncommittal when he heard this, and after a change of words, he said in a slightly slower tone: "I haven't seen you for thirty years, I've worked hard for you!"

When Han Qianli heard this, he hurriedly bowed down and bowed again, and said with a panic: "The senior's words are tormenting the juniors, and the things ordered by the seniors have not been advanced for thousands of miles for decades, and they are really entrusted by the seniors!"

Wang Jue shook his head and sighed: "That incident is too ethereal, and it is reasonable that you have no skill. If you hear anything in the future, it will be sent to me, and I will let you come today because I have another matter for you!"

"Entrusted by the seniors, the younger generations will never give up!"

Wang Jue nodded slightly and said, "The day after tomorrow, I will leave Liuzhen and go to Baicheng, the imperial capital of the Northern Kingdom." ”

"Oh?" Han Qianli seemed to hesitate for a moment, but still said: "My predecessor has been in Liuzhen for decades and has never left half a step, so why do you want to go to Baicheng in the north now?"

"Quiet thoughts!" Wang Jue smiled bitterly, paused and said, "I am a mortal, and I have the suffering of mortals. The king of the north deigned to ask for a coffin, since I am a citizen of the north, I have to go to the north. ”

Han Qianli hurriedly said when he heard this: "The seniors laughed. If the predecessors can defeat the immortals, how can the little king of the north country invite the seniors to take advantage of the masters? If the predecessors are inconvenient, as long as you nod, you can destroy the north country by a thousand miles, and it is the Great Murong Dynasty that the north country is dependent on, and my Northern Han Sect can also be destroyed. ”

Wang Jue was noncommittal when he heard this, but just smiled faintly and said, "What a mortal who can defeat immortals! Your verbal kung fu has improved faster than your cultivation realm." ”

Han Qianli couldn't help but smile when he heard it, it was really not easy to get a word that seemed to be a little appreciative from Wang Jue.

And the conversation between the two made Amu dumbfounded.

In his previous life, Amu was also quite mad, killing people without blinking, and there were no longer a few people who died in Amu's hands, but the madness of the past was really small compared to Han Qianli.

You must know that the king of the north and south of the north country has a million armor and is a powerful earthquake in the northern wilderness. That's not all, it actually said that the Great Murong Dynasty was destroyed. In Amu's impression, the northern kingdom was a vassal state of the Great Murong Dynasty of the Cold Wilderness, but even the northern kingdom was extremely strong. Not to mention the Great Murong Dynasty, which ruled nearly one-third of the Northern Wilderness Continent. Legend has it that the Great Murong Dynasty is an immortal dynasty guarded by immortal cultivators.

This is almost crazy to the sky, but this cold Qianli said this as usual, his expression was extremely natural, and Wang Jue actually didn't have any sense of surprise, which made Amu even more dumbfounded.

At this time, I heard Wang Jue say again: "I don't have to hide it from you." I have a trace of the 'ghost coffin' news, I don't know if it's true or not, I just have to verify it!"

Wang Jue's tone was flat, but Han Qianli was shocked when he heard the word 'ghost coffin', and he was speechless for a long time.

Long.

"It's the juniors who are too talkative!" Han Qianli actually wiped his forehead with his hand and said these words stiffly.

"It's okay!" Wang Jue looked at Han Qianli intently, although Wang Jue's eyes could almost be said to be dim, but it still made Han Qianli bow his head and dare not face it.

Amu was secretly surprised, remembering that Master Fang Cai confessed to his demon coffin, the "demon coffin" and "ghost coffin" are afraid that they both belong to the nine coffins, it seems that things are by no means ordinary, otherwise they must not let a character like Han Qianli be deeply taboo.

"In the past few decades, you have worked hard, I remember it all!"

"Don't dare!The seniors have the grace of reinvention for the younger generations, even if they want the lives of the younger generations, they should go, and what the younger generations do can't repay the kindness of the seniors!" Han Qianli's words were sincere.

Wang Jue nodded again, and then explained the reason why Han Qianli came here.

"Tonight, I want you to come so that you can bring someone to the Northern Han Sect to practice!"

"Oh, I don't know who it is?" Han Qianli was a little surprised.

"My disciple, Amu!" Wang Jue said, gesturing at Amu.

Amu bowed to Han Qianli and said, "I've seen Han's seniors!"

Han Qianli was stunned for a moment, and hugged his fist to Amu, this was mostly for the sake of Wang Jue's face, otherwise how could Han Qianli hug his fist to a mortal, and then said to Wang Jue: "Your disciple, Amu?"

"Why, can't I have a disciple?" Wang Jue smiled a little strangely.

"Uh? Of course not. I just want this little brother Amu to be blessed with three lives, and he can get the favor of his predecessors. Han Qianli sighed slightly, as if he was quite envious of Amu.

"I'm a mortal, what can I pass on to him, but it's just some coffin-making skills. I'm going to Baicheng in the North, I don't know when I'll come back, I want Amu to practice under your Northern Han Sect, what do you think?"

"Worship my Northern Han Sect?" The man in white hesitated, "The disciples of the predecessors worship my sect, I'm afraid that they will be humiliated by their identity?"

"Hehe!" Wang Jue smiled, "Amu is just a mortal now, let him worship your Northern Han Sect, just lead him into the cultivation avenue." This is a child I picked up in the snow, raised for more than ten years, and learned some skills to make coffins! Nothing else, you don't have to worry about anything, you can join your Northern Han Sect and be an ordinary disciple! It can also be regarded as a wisp of fate that I gave you to the Northern Han Sect and my disciple! I think you will not lose anything else in the Northern Han. ”

When Han Qianli heard this, he hurriedly bowed down and said excitedly: "Since this is the case, thank you seniors!"

Only Han Qianli knew in his heart what Wang Jue's disciple meant, and it was strange that he was not excited.

"When will the junior take Amu back to the mountain?" does the senior have any other orders?"

"I'll be gone in a moment. If one day, I don't send you a message, then let him outshine you before you can go down the mountain!, do you understand?" Wang Jue looked at Han Qianlidao.

"Better than me?" Han Qianli couldn't help but be stunned, secretly thinking that he could be a spiritual-level monk, and he was also an absolute master when he looked at the Northern Wilderness.

"Why, the person I fancy can't beat you?" said the king with a smile.

Han Qianli smiled bitterly and said: "The person recommended by the predecessors, how can it be inferior to Qianli, Qianli is just a little strange, in order to win Qianli before he can go down the mountain?"

"Even a junior immortal cultivator like you can't win, how can you walk the Sea Desolate Divine State?"

"......" Han Qianli was directly speechless.

If Wang Jue's words were heard by the monks in the sea wilderness, it is estimated that they would not have to vomit blood, and they would be so angry that they would be reincarnated.

The Spiritual Saint Junior is a low-level immortal cultivator, so how can it be embarrassing for immortal cultivators like Beginner Cultivator, Fixed-Cultivation, and Supreme Spirit, according to this statement, aren't they even inferior to mortal children? That's the Spiritual Saint Beginner Rank!

"Senior, don't worry!" said Han Qianli with a wry smile after a while.

Wang Jue nodded slightly, don't look at him sometimes speaking coldly to Han Qianli, but if he doesn't worry about Han Qianli, he will never summon him over.

At this time, Wang Jue looked at Amu again, and then said lightly on Amu's shoulder. "Amu, you let him go. ”

"Master?" Amu couldn't help but scream, but he didn't expect to leave immediately, "Master, what should Yu'er do?"

Everything tonight was too sudden, and Amu couldn't catch it, so he remembered Yu'er at this time.

"Yu'er will be by my side! you don't have to ask!" As if he didn't want to say more, Yu'er waved his hand to Amu.

"Take him away!" said the king.

Han Qianli nodded, and then bowed deeply to Wang Jue.

Amu knew that his master's decision could never be changed, so he knelt on the ground respectfully, and the past twelve years were as if they were yesterday. Amu's eyes couldn't help but have some tears.

Kowtowed to Wang Jue three times, and Amu looked at Yu'er's room again. In fact, he really wanted to go and see Yu'er again, Wang Jue and Yu'er were the only two of his relatives on this shijie, but he knew that the master would definitely not allow it.

"There is cause and effect in the dark! The avenue is vast, and the practice is endless. Remember, if you have achieved something, it will be the day when you and I will be my master and apprentice. ”

This is the words of Wang Jue's zuihou that Amu rose into the air with the cold thousands of miles, and came to his ears.

"Amu is here, the Northern Han Sect is here! Amu has something to do, the thousands of years of inheritance of the Northern Han Sect will disappear from the boundary of the Sea Desolate Divine State!" This was a faint word from Wang Jue zuihou who came from Han Qianli's ears.

With the three snow-like things, Han Qianli and Amu gradually disappeared into the moonlit night.

In the courtyard of the Wang family, Wang Jue was alone, standing with his hands in his hands, looking up to the sky, and not seeing joy and sorrow.

I don't know when, a red girl quietly stood behind Wang Jue, and tears were faint in her deep eyes.

"Can you still see him?" asked Wang Jue suddenly.

"Hmm!" Yu'er nodded and replied, the color in her eyes was quite strange, and she actually emitted a faint purple brilliance, which was very different from usual.

"Do you have to go?"

"You must go! The trip to the north is very dangerous. The body of the nine yin was born, and the ghost coffin reappeared in the sea wilderness, one of the two can stir up the entire sea wilderness, the catastrophe is coming, and the father left Amu in the northern cold, which is the most haode choice. Wang Jue said slowly.

"However, if everything goes well and you and I can really accept the ghost coffin, then the day when we meet Amu will not be too far away. It seems that in order to comfort Yu'er, Wang Jue said one more word.

After listening to Wang Jue's words, Yu'er didn't say a word, just fiddled with a string of prayer beads in her hand, which Amu made for her on her twelfth birthday with agarwood.

"Don't look at it again, otherwise it will hurt your eyes, and Dad can't do anything!" Wang Jue said helplessly.

"Look at it for a while!" With tears on her beautiful face, Yu'er's eyes glowed with a strange brilliance, biting her lower lip and looking at the moon.

"Brother, wait for me to come back. ”