Although Amu now believed that a monk like Han Qianli could indeed destroy the northern kingdom alone, he was still extremely shocked when he heard that the northern kingdom would be destroyed overnight.

"It was overnight! The White City of the North was reduced to nothingness. Han Qianli took a deep breath, "As far as I know, that night should have been at least a battle of soul-level monks, the northern capital of Baicheng is hundreds of miles away, palaces and pavilions, mountains and rivers, all razed to the ground, it is a disaster from the sky, and there are few escapes!"

"What about my master and Yu'er?" Amu asked loudly when he heard this, changing color suddenly.

"You don't have to worry about this!" Han Qianli flipped his right palm, and a glittering cyan ancient jade appeared in his hand, "This jade is a gift from Wang Jue's predecessors, this ancient jade flashes, he is safe and sound! If something happens to him, this ancient jade will automatically dissipate! So, you don't have to worry yet!"

After listening to Han Qianli's words and looking at the lustrous ancient jade, Amu calmed down slightly, but his complexion was still not very good-looking.

"Do you know the news and whereabouts of my master and Yu'er?" Amu said in a deep voice.

Han Qianli shook his head and said, "I have known Wang Jue's predecessors for more than a hundred years, but I can only imagine it when I was summoned by him. There was a battle between soul-level monks in the northern country, which caused the disaster of the heavens and shook the entire northern wilderness, and now the northern kingdom was directly taken over by the Great Murong Dynasty. I don't know exactly what happened that night. However, I think it should be related to Wang Jue's predecessors and the ...... mentioned that day The 'ghost coffin' mentioned is related!"

At the mention of the ghost coffin, Han Qianli seemed to have palpitations.

Amu's eyebrows raised, in fact, there is no need to say it, Amu also knows that all this must be related to the ghost coffin, and Wang Jue decided to go to the north because of Princess Haiqing's Nine Yin Body and the ghost coffin.

"What the hell is a ghost coffin?" Amu asked suddenly.

"There are a lot of things I don't know, and I won't say if I know. One day, you can ask Wang Jue's senior!" Han Qianli heard Amu ask about the ghost coffin, and his face was extremely ugly.

Unexpectedly, Han Qianli was so secretive about the ghost coffin, and he didn't want to mention it too much even in this cold cave that isolated all divine sense.

"I'm going down the mountain!" said Amu after a brief silence.

"Oh!" Han Qianli looked at Amu, "Can you beat me now?"

"No!" Amu replied simply. Not to mention that Amu has black rattan, even if he moves the demon coffin in his body out, Amu at this time is probably not Han Qianli's opponent.

"Then how do you go down the mountain?" said Han Qianli with a smile.

"I'll beat you! it won't be long!" Amu stared at Han Qianli, and a dark glint suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"Haha!" Han Qianli looked at Amu and suddenly became up, "I, Han Qianli, won't be wrong! Your Tao is the same as the Tao of Wang Jue's predecessors! ”

After that, Han Qianli looked at Amu seriously, and said slowly: "Amu, no matter what, I believe that one day you will definitely defeat me! I don't want to ask you more about what kind of cultivation path you are taking, and I don't want to know all your secrets, as long as I am worthy of the trust of Wang Jue's predecessors in the future, and a future in which you will not let me down! You understand!"

Han Qianli looked at Amu quietly, his eyes were soft, full of the expectation of the elders for the juniors.

Amu looked at Han Qianli and was slightly moved. At this time, he really understood Han Qianli's purpose of bringing himself here, and he failed to raise his roots, Han Qianli did not have the slightest reproach and dissatisfaction, but called himself here, and encouraged him with twists and turns.

In fact, what happened in the north a month ago, Han Qianli never said it because he was afraid that Amu would be distracted, and this time he failed to raise his roots and told Amu in order to stimulate Amu's fighting spirit. This kind of trust and encouragement is extremely precious to Amu at this time.

How could Amu not understand all this. The corners of Amu's mouth raised slightly, and then he bowed respectfully, and said, "The kindness of the seniors, Amu will never dare to forget!"

Han Qianli smiled, didn't say anything more, everything was in plain sight, Amu had his own way.

With a wave of one hand, Han Qianli took Amu to Luoyun Cliff again in an instant.

"Your brother has been waiting for you!" Han Qianli pointed to the water and nodded with a smile.

"Tomorrow, don't forget to practice!" After saying this, Han Qianli's body moved, and he disappeared out of thin air.

Amu looked at the place where the cold Qianli disappeared in the void, and the black light in his eyes reappeared, it was a pair of eyes as black as ink, and there seemed to be red and black lightning in them.

"Amu-" At this time, Lishui shouted Amu.

Hearing the shout of leaving the water, Amu showed a smile on his face, the black light in his eyes dissipated, and then summoned the Tianxuan flying saucer and went straight to the water.

At this time, the sky was half dark, and the cold air in Luoyun Cliff was extremely heavy.

Dressed in a white robe, Lishui's thin body couldn't help but feel a little chilly, and his face was even paler.

"Amu, it's the first time...... Nurture...... Out of the fairy roots. Not...... "I don't know if it's cold or because I don't know how to comfort Amu, Lishui's voice trembles a little.

"Senior Brother Lishui, you have been waiting for me to say this!" Amu didn't expect Lishui to wait for him to say a word of comfort.

"Hmm!" Lishui nodded heavily, "Amu, you must not be a waste!"

"Xiexie, you, Brother Lishui! Amu was moved in his heart, because except for Han Qianli, only Lishui said this to Amu, and when everyone left, only Lishui waited for him silently.

"We are brothers!" Amu often said, but it was the first time he said it.

Hearing this, Amu smiled and smiled happily.

In the past, Amu was a candidate for the sect master's descendant disciple, practicing thousands of miles a day, and he was a genius of the Northern Han Sect.

And today, Amu failed to raise the fairy root, although theoretically, Amu still has the possibility of raising the fairy root again, but the first failure to raise the root can be said to be very rare.

Therefore, at this moment, Lishui can still say "We are brothers" to Amu, which is precious.

"Senior Brother Lishui, let's go!"

Amu didn't say anything anymore, directly pulled the Tianxuan Flying Saucer off the water, and ran to the small courtyard of the back mountain.

That night, I don't know where I got a lot of wine from the water.

I originally thought that Amu raised a fairy root and invited many friends to drink, but it would not have appeared at all.

The original remote and quiet courtyard was quite lonely and lonely this night.

In addition to leaving the water, only the cold moon and the remnant star are accompanied by Amu.

Pushing the cup and changing the lamp, the two brothers don't know how drunk and how much they woke up?

"If you can't raise fairy roots, is it waste?" At this time, Amu seemed to be a little drunk.

"Waste...... Hehe, we are a couple...... Scrap Brother...... We don't ...... It's a waste ......" Lishui was drunk again at this time, and his words were incoherent.

Amu failed to raise immortal roots, and the saddest thing in the Northern Han Sect was to leave the water, sad for Amu, and even more sad for himself.

Leaning over the table, he fell asleep from the water, still whispering: "Waste wood...... Amu ...... Brothers...... Rirua ......"

At this time, Amu stood up and stood alone in the small courtyard.

"I'm not a waste material! never!" Amu sneered at the moon, and his dark eyes flashed black and bewitching brilliance again.

Then I saw Amu gently raise his hand, and a wisp of black light with a reddish blood color actually appeared in Amu's palm.

"Slash-"

Amu shouted violently, and with a one-handed split in the void, the black mang responded and went straight to a boulder a hundred feet away.

"Boom-"

The black light swept down, and the boulder was directly shattered.

A smile hung on the corner of Amu's mouth, and he tried his knife slightly, this is no less than the liliang who is no less than the beginner eighth and ninth order cultivator's swordsmanship.

Luoyun Cliff, Tianzi Cave House, nine days and nine nights. I don't know, what happened to Amu.

But Amu's eyes were full of determination, looking at the direction of the northern country, Amu silently thought--Master, Yu'er, wait for me to go back!