126: C126 Amongst the bronze coffin...

C126 Amongst the bronze coffin...

He wore black clothes, and in reality, he was a mysterious old man who was over a hundred years old. His hair was somewhat white, and he was sizing him up with a pair of bright and lively eyes.

"Mercenary Union, President Jia Tong's son, but?"

After a while, he slowly opened his mouth and asked Jia Ren with a low and deep voice.

"Do you know my father?" Hearing that, Jia Ren's heart was moved, and a look of surprise surfaced on his face.

"I have heard of it, but have never seen it. I never thought that your Mercenary Union would actually send you here personally!" "Yes, sir," the old man replied. He sounded surprised.

"May I ask what you need us to escort?"

Jia Ren's tone changed and he went straight to the main topic, but his gaze unconsciously landed on the nine bronze coffin s by his side.

Subconsciously, he couldn't help but frown.

Back then, when he had received the mission from the Mercenary Union Headquarters, he had requested for a martial cultivators who could cast a Thunder Spirit Art to suppress him.

When it came to souls, people would think of ghosts.

This place was the Devil's Cave, and were filled with ghosts.

As for this coffin, it was related to the dead. Wasn't it also related to the soul?

It was just that he was a little confused as to why the other party had brought such an obscure object to the Tianwu Academy.

Could it be that this was the reason why his brother Jia Yi had specially sent him here?

In addition, he was very curious as to who this black-clothed man before him was, wearing a human skin mask.

For a moment, many questions arose within his heart.

And at this time, Wu Hao, who was staring at the nine bronze coffin, although her expression did not change, her heart was beating wildly.

The thing inside the nine bronze coffin s were not the corpses of the dead, but nine slumbering souls.

The so-called soul was a soul that had not dispersed after the death of a powerful cultivator. Under the corrosion of Yin Qi, the soul was a special type of spirit that had lost its consciousness and was of the same species as ghosts.

However, the difference in strength was different.

"The thing that I want you to escort is here …"

The mysterious half hundred old man slowly stood up and looked at the nine bronze coffin, replying to Jia Ren.

After he finished speaking, his gaze turned to Jia Ren and the others, and asked with some suspicion: "So only these few people came? The coffin itself was not light. There were no eight or ten people who couldn't lift it up!

"Coffin …"

Jia Ren's pupils shrank, he had actually received a mission to transport such an obscure cargo. This bronze coffin was so huge, there were actually nine of them.

The journey to Martial Cultivation World was very long, it would take at least ten to fifteen days, and it would be hard to reach there. If they escorted this huge monster there, the time would definitely lengthen, it was extremely difficult.

"Sir, are you sure you aren't joking with me? is it transporting the coffins to the Tianwu Academy? " Jia Ren then stared at the other party and asked with a frown.

His voice was replaced with the mysterious voice of a hundred old man.

"Young master Jia, do you think that I'm the kind of person who would let you juniors have fun while being full of food?"

"This …"

Jia Ren couldn't help but frown.2

It was at this time that Wu Hao retracted his gaze from the nine bronze coffin.

He then turned to the mysterious elder.

"May I ask sire, what are the requirements for transporting these coffins, and how long will it take for them to arrive? Do I need to do some confidential work?"

Wu Hao's expression was exceptionally calm, and slowly asked him, immediately causing the other party to flash a look of shock.

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