The First Thousand Three Hundred and Seventy-Eight Chapters

Zhou Fan was right when he thought about it, he told Jincong's encounter with the big urn in detail, not even missing the ghost burial coffin, he also thought that Yingjiu might know the existence of the ghost burial coffin.

After hearing this, Yingjiu said with a look of surprise: "What's the matter with the ghost burial coffin that is suspected to be a ghost?"

It seems that Yingjiu doesn't know either, Zhou Fan said helplessly: "I don't know either, I was walking in the wilderness once, I met it, and then it was staring at it, and there was a grimace mark on my body. , and it remains."

"Oh, it turned out to be what it did." Ying Jiu said with a weird smile: "It's not difficult to get rid of this grimace mark, as long as you are willing to pay a big price..."

"Okay." Zhou Fan interrupted impatiently: "You are not the first such guide. I know you will make an offer. Anyway, I can't afford it, so you don't need it."

"You're wrong, in fact, you can afford the price." Yingjiu smiled, she pointed to the fruit that looked like a purple human skin on the table, "eat it, and I'll remove the grimace for you. Mark, what do you think?"

"Not so good." Zhou Fan said solemnly: "Do you think I don't know? Although this ghost face mark is difficult to remove, it should be just a mark, so that the ghost burial coffin can find my mark. It's the burial ghost, then it just waits for me to die and bury me, and it won't really shoot at me."

Rather than swallowing the unknown fruit, it is better to keep this grimace mark in the body!

The appearance of the ghost burial coffin has another advantage, at least it allows him to know when his lifeless fate will strike!

"Then it's up to you." Yingjiu chuckled lightly: "But it's just a suspected ghost burial, you won't shoot at you, so what's the matter with that golden thread in your mind?"

Zhou Fan was silent for a while, even so, he didn't dare to swallow the fruit easily, "I've told you what I can tell you, and you should go back to the big urn to cook with me."

"The big urn boiled shadow level is just blood murder, but it is a very rare and special kind of weirdness." Ying Jiu said slowly.

Hearing that the big urn boiled the shadow is blood murder, Zhou Fan's face trembled, and he complained fiercely and murdered. The lowest white murderer among the monsters can only be dealt with a golden body, and blood murder is a pill robbery. A powerful monster that can only be dealt with by a cultivator.

The level of the big urn is so high?

"When the big urn cook shadow appears in front of people, it is in a big urn state, but according to the people who have seen it, the big urn cook shadow will sometimes attack people, sometimes not. All the quirks of a lower level than it are attracted."

"I don't understand the method of bringing it over for the time being. Those weird things will be sucked into the big urn by it. I believe you have experienced and seen this yourself." Yingjiu showed a sinister smile on her face: "Then it's the beginning, From the mouth of the urn, a monster of uncertain shape will appear."

"That monster will try to kill its chosen target. In fact, this monster is generally not strong."

Zhou Fan nodded slightly, the giant ink line was indeed not strong.

"Actually, this monster is more like a gatekeeper. If you kill it, the door will open, and you will be dragged into the world of the urn."

The world in the urn?

Zhou Fan was stunned, were they dragged into the world inside the big urn? At first, he thought that the big urn was dead. If the big urn boiled and shattered, it would not be dead.

"This is the rarity of cooking shadows in a large urn." Yingjiu tutted in admiration, "It has a vast space inside the urn itself.

No one knows its origin, the silver border wall you see is its urn wall. "

"As for the black shadow of the horns on the silver wall, it should be its main body. It is a very lucky thing that you can survive being pulled into its world."

"But there were so many people at the time, why did they just stare at me?" Zhou Fan asked with a heavy heart.

"Well..." Yingjiu glanced at Zhou Fan and said, "I'm not too sure, maybe the moment the big urn appeared, it was originally aimed at you, not other people, and only those black shadows with horns wanted to kill. you."

This may have something to do with the lifeless person or ship, Zhou Fan guessed vaguely, and now he understands that the big urn cooking shadow not only refers to the big urn, but also refers to those black shadows with horns, they are one.

"When you kill those horn shadows and bull horn blood shadows, you kill the big urn boiled shadows, so you can come out safely from the inside." Yingjiu said again.

Zhou Fan also asked why the environment inside was so strange, like the gray-blue sun, and the dense bright red smoke flowing, but Yingjiu didn't know, it should be related to the origin of the big urn.

Zhou Fan pondered for a while and asked, "Then what is the golden thread of my soul sea?"

"Can I not answer this question?" Ying Jiu asked with a wicked smile.

But the gray mist turned into dozens of ropes and twisted towards Yingjiu. This was Yingjiu's violation of the agreement, and the ship wanted to punish her.

Zhou Fan's face was calm, and Yingjiu had no choice but to answer, because the golden thread still belonged to the category of cooking shadows in a big urn.

"Okay, I'm joking, I'll just answer him." Yingjiu changed her tone.

The ropes made of gray mist spread out immediately.

"Zhou Fan, I'm a little regretful now. I shouldn't have agreed to make an agreement so readily." Yingjiu was like this, but she didn't see any regret on her face, "This is a big urn. Jin Ying Shisi left behind after Bian Ying's death."

"Originally, I was surprised that even if you killed the big urn cooking shadow with your strength, it was impossible to get such treasures. It was the ghost burial coffin that was extracted for you, and you got it."

"Golden Shadow Silk?" Zhou Fan raised his brows slightly: "What does it do?"

Zhou Fan originally wanted to ask why it killed me, but this question is not a common sense question, and Yingjiu may not answer him.

"It's very useful." Ying Jiu chuckled again: "It's a time-law spiritual material that can rarely be peeled off from a monster like blood murder."

Time law spiritual material?

"For cultivators who have practiced the Law of Time, this is a top-level treasure. It can allow cultivators who have practiced the Law of Time to supplement and improve the law they have cultivated. This is its greatest effect." Yingjiu said slowly.

After supplementing and perfecting the law of time he cultivated, Zhou Fan was slightly startled and said, "You are trying to kill me, is it because of the dragon blood in my body?"

His Dragon God blood is also time-related, and he overthrew his previous thoughts.

"I'm not sure about that. After all, it's a quirk. Who knows what it's thinking?" Yingjiu was ambiguous.

"What about its harm?" Zhou Fan asked.

"No harm." Ying Jiu replied with a smile.

Zhou Fan: "..."