Chapter 4591: The Coffin of the Dark Life

Not a good person, but definitely not a villain either!

Mu Qianlan's words were very sincere, which made Nie Tian's view of him change a lot.

And Nie Tian was a little curious. Mu Qianlan said more than once that he was not a good person. Although he did not show any obvious pain, he could feel guilt.

What on earth did he do to have such a mentality?

Mu Qianlan refused to let her go now, so Nie Tian gave up for the time being.

Moreover, the current Fengtian Sect is not safe, and letting Mo Ruxi and others come out may not be a good thing.

Next, Mu Qianlan and Nie Tian exchanged some issues about martial arts and immortality with each other, and each benefited from them.

Not long after, Mu Jin came back, bringing a corpse with him.

"This corpse was killed by the man in black. When I arrived, he was still breathing, but unfortunately, he did not survive." Mu Jin pointed to the corpse on the ground and said solemnly.

"Very good." Mu Qianlan smiled, but her body was seriously injured and she couldn't help but cough.

"Are you seriously injured?" Mu Jin frowned and asked coldly.

"It's okay." Mu Qianlan smiled, but her expression was very ugly.

"Don't move yet." Mu Jin's eyes tightened, and then he injected a steady stream of immortal power into Mu Qianlan.

Mu Qianlan did not refuse, and after a while, her expression improved slightly.

"Your body..." Mu Jin took a deep breath and seemed to notice something. She was about to speak, but was interrupted by Mu Qianlan waving her hand.

"It's nothing." Mu Qianlan smiled faintly and did not look at Mu Jin's reaction. Instead, he took a step forward and stared at the corpse on the ground to observe.

Mu Jin didn't know what Mu Qianlan was going to do, so he watched quietly, not daring to disturb.

But then, Mu Qianlan's fingertips surged with immortal power, condensed into a blade of immortal power, and fell directly towards the neck of the corpse.

"What are you doing?" When Mu Jin saw this, his expression changed and he shouted.

"Don't be nervous, it's just a corpse." Mu Qianlan said as he cut off the corpse's head and said, "I think he won't mind using his head to find the murderer."

Mu Jin's eyes were downcast, a little angry, but she still endured it.

At this time, Mu Qianlan held the bleeding head with one hand, and drew a fairy talisman on the forehead of the head with the other hand.

A moment later, a strange scene happened. The head seemed to be alive and opened its eyes!

"Huh?" Mu Jin couldn't help but trembled when he saw this scene, unable to conceal his surprise.

Even though she is a member of the Fengtian Spirit Seat and has seen countless strange things, she can't help but be shocked at this time.

It seemed that this was the Immortal Sect forbidden technique that Mu Qianlan had practiced before.

At the beginning, Mu Qianlan was known as the number one genius in Fengtian. He had reached the fifth level of Immortal Master at a young age and was appointed as the next judge.

But unfortunately, Mu Qianlan secretly practiced the Immortal Sect's forbidden technique and was eventually expelled from the Fengtian Sect.

For a long time, Mu Jin has been unable to understand why Mu Qianlan, who had a promising future, wanted to practice forbidden arts?

Until now, she still hasn't figured it out!

Then, the immortal power in Mu Qianlan's palm surged, turning into a whirlpool of immortal power in the air, lingering around his head.

Suddenly, pictures began to appear in the whirlpool of immortal power, which was exactly what the owner of the head saw when he was dying.

"Take a closer look. What was the last scene he saw?" Mu Qianlan nodded, glanced at Mu Jin, and said lightly.

Mu Jin was very focused, staring intently at the whirlpool of immortal power.

Above the whirlpool, a group of men in black appeared, extremely fast, like ghosts, turning into several black lights in the void, and then there was a massacre.

"Did you see it clearly?" When the picture on the vortex disappeared, Mu Qianlan's face turned slightly pale and she asked.

"I want to read it again." Mu Jin frowned and said coldly.

"Okay." Using the forbidden technique obviously cost Mu Qianlan a lot, but he still nodded.

The second time, Mu Jin was more focused, but still found nothing unusual.

She just saw a group of strange men in black slaughtering a group of Fengtian Sect disciples.

But this group of men in black all had their faces covered by black robes, and no valuable clues could be seen.

"Look again!" Mu Jin's pretty face turned low and she spoke again.

Although Mu Qianlan's face was already very ugly, she nodded again.

Next, Mu Jin watched it three times in a row.

By the last time, Mu Qianlan's face was pale, and it was obvious that she couldn't hold on any longer.

"Lord Lingzuo, if you really can't see anything, forget it." Nie Tian couldn't stand it anymore and couldn't help but say.

But Mu Jin seemed to have discovered something, and fell into deep thought, and did not speak for a long time.

"What did you find?" Mu Qianlan couldn't help but ask when she saw Mu Jin didn't speak for a long time.

"The way the man in black kills people is to use an extremely evil iron chain." Mu Jin finally said, "I noticed that there was a man in black. There was an immortal talisman on the back of his palm, which seemed to be someone's. Plant a curse seal.”

"Curse seal?" Mu Qianlan frowned and asked, "What kind of curse seal?"

Mu Jin's beautiful eyes trembled slightly, and she drew an extremely weird pattern on her palm. It looked like a coffin, which was very strange.

"Huh?" Mu Qianlan looked at the curse seal drawn by Mu Jin, seemed to have thought of something, and couldn't help but ponder.

"Do you know this curse seal?" Mu Jin's expression changed and she asked anxiously.

Mu Qianlan said nothing and kept thinking.

"If I'm not mistaken, this curse should be called the Coffin of Dark Life!" After a long time, Mu Qianlan finally spoke and said solemnly.

"The Coffin of Dark Life?" Mu Jin looked puzzled and didn't know what it was.

"The Coffin of Dark Life is an extremely terrifying evil curse." Mu Qianlan's eyes narrowed slightly and said: "People who are hit by the Coffin of Dark Life will have a spell called the Coffin of Dark Life in their bodies. Their souls are imprisoned in the Coffin of Dark Life, but they can maintain normal human actions and only obey the orders of the caster of the curse."

"And the Coffin of Dark Life can greatly improve the cultivation of the person who is cursed, but it comes at the cost of the annihilation of the soul of the cursed person."

"More importantly, the Coffin of Dark Life needs to be guided by the soul of a three-yin child before it can be cursed."

"Three-yin child?" Nie Tian and Mu Jin were stunned at the same time and asked in unison.

"Children born on the Yin year, Yin month and Yin day cannot be older than six years old." Mu Qianlan frowned and explained.

"This..." Nie Tian couldn't help but take a breath and was speechless for a while.

He didn't expect that the coffin of the underworld was so evil. It not only imprisoned people's souls, but also used the souls of children as a guide.

Such a heartless method shows the cruelty of the curse caster.

"How are you so familiar with the coffin of the underworld?" At this time, Mu Jin's face sank and asked coldly.

Mu Qianlan's pupils shrank. Although he tried his best to stay calm, he still couldn't hide his panic. He calmed down and finally said: "Because, I have practiced the coffin of the underworld."