Cao Shuang's heart palpitated, and he said in fear: "It's terrifying, such a strong demon beast can be killed by Lin Nan?"

He was very suspicious that even if he brought the hydraulic cutting machine of heavy industry, it would not be able to cause damage to the carapace of the Black Wing Insect King!

But the dense sword wounds on it were simply shocking, just like a person casually beating this six-hundred-year-old demon beast with a playful attitude!

Cao Shuang wiped the cold sweat from his head and said happily: "Fortunately, Lin Nan is dead, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to take this corpse." ”

Just when Cao Shuang was secretly planning how to smuggle the corpse out of Senluo Mountain, an old man in another place also seemed to feel something because of the vision of heaven and earth, and frowned deeply.

In the depths of the Bodhi Mountains in Sichuan Province, there is an ancestral temple.

It is not open to tourists, and even disciples of this sect rarely have the opportunity to come here.

Even if he is the head of Bodhi Mountain, he will not rashly break into this place without encountering a major event of life and death.

The ancestral temple is full of thick dust, apparently no one has cleaned it for many years, and at the top of the temple is a huge painting of the Bodhi Patriarch.

A living Buddha meditates here.

His eyes were closed, his white eyebrows and hair reaching to the ground, and his skin and veins were crystal clear.

It's just that too much dust covers this living Buddha.

This place is like an abandoned temple, and no one would have thought that this is the most sacred place in Bodhi Mountain.

Outside, a young Taoist boy walked up with a broom on his face full of boredom, and when he came to the temple, he first bowed deeply to the wooden door with red paint peeling off to express his respect for the ancestral temple, and then began to clean the floor routinely every day.

However, the elder once solemnly told the Taoist boy that the place to be cleaned was limited to the outside of the temple, and no one was allowed to enter the temple without a warrant from the head of the house.

As for what is in the ancestral temple, Daotong himself inquired, it is said that a living Buddha has been meditating in it for 500 years.

When he heard about this from his senior brother, Dao Tong laughed.

Are they still living Buddhas in the 21 st century? The news reports are all fake! Those living Buddhas actually used pills to keep their complexions radiant, and the sound of heartbeats and blood vessels flowing is all fake, so Dao Tong didn't believe it.

He believed that the ancestral temple was a very traditional place in Bodhi Mountain, so the master sent him to clean it day and night.

Humming a little song, Daotong picked up a broom and began to clean up the fallen leaves on the stone steps.

"It's called the boss... Come here..."

A faint sound like a mosquito squeezed out of the crack in the door of the ancestral temple.

Dao Tong was slightly stunned, grabbed the bag and said to himself curiously: "Could it be that I fought with that beautiful female benefactor for too long last night, which caused auditory hallucinations in my ears?"

"It's not good, it's not good, as a Taoist priest, I must be temperate, and cultivating wholeheartedly is the great way. ”

He nodded vigorously, raised his energy, and swept up the fallen leaves, hearing that the master was coming to check today.

At that moment, the voice came out of the crack in the door again.

Dao Tong shuddered and looked at the ancestral temple in disbelief.

"Fake, right?"

Five hundred years later, the people inside are still alive? Dao Tong would rather believe that he has seen a ghost!

Five hundred years ago, it was 1,500 years! Long before the Anti-Japanese War and the Third World War, it was the Ming Dynasty! It was the era when everyone wore Hanfu and the war was in chaos!

Are people in that period still alive? Dao Tong trembled when he thought of this, and he only hoped that he had heard it wrong.

But the voice grew clearer and more steady, as if a person had just woken up from a slumber and gradually calmed down.

"Disciples outside the door, let your head come over. ”

Dao Tong's eyes widened, he was worried, came to the door respectfully, and boldly asked, "I don't know who you are, senior?"

Long.

The voice sighed in silence, "I have forgotten who I am. But I want to ask, Ming Taizu, is Zhu Yuanzhang still alive? The appearance of his visit to Bodhi Mountain is still vivid in my mind, as if it was just yesterday. ”

This sentence frightened Dao Tong's face white.

He hurriedly knelt down: "Disciple Mingjing, meet Mrs. Taizu!"

Soon, Dao Tong told the master about the awakening of the Living Buddha Patriarch.

His master's face changed greatly, and he repeatedly confirmed the authenticity and falsehood, and reported it to the head seriously.

After a stick of incense.

The ancestral temple was opened.

A group of old men in the armor gathered respectfully in the room, like elementary school students summoned by the principal. But the youngest of these old men is clearly over eighty years old.

At the top of this group of Bodhi Mountain elders, there is a living Buddha.

The dust on his body has fallen, but his eyes are still closed, and the basis for judging his life is the string of Buddha turns in his hand and the sound of calm breathing.

The living Buddha does not have any internal force on his body, just like a bay of undisturbed lake, and like an ordinary old man next door, he can't see anything special.

But the elders, led by the head of Bodhi Mountain, became more and more in awe.

Back to basics, the inner strength is as mellow as a lake, which is a symbol of immortals!

Yes, the fierce man who can live from the Ming Dynasty to the present, he can't think of any other explanation except for the immortals!

The head of Bodhi Mountain made a big salute, bowed deeply, and then asked: "I don't know what the Taizu Master Lingtuo Zhenren commands?"

"Now... What year is it?"

"Back to Master Taizu, 2010 AD. ”

After a long silence, Lingtuo Zhen sighed: "Is the Ming Dynasty over?"

"Master Taizu, now it is a socialist country. ”

The forehead of the head is covered with fine beads of sweat.

By the side of this fierce man from 500 years ago, he felt like a calf who had just entered society, extremely restrained.

At the same time, everyone also wondered in their hearts, Lingtuo Zhenren had been sleeping for five hundred years, and this time he suddenly woke up, why?

Could it be a coincidence?

At this time, Lingtuo Zhenren finally spoke.

He slowly opened his eyes.

A terrifying golden light suddenly rose from Lingtuo Zhenren.

The huge majesty swept out like a tide, and everyone only felt that there was Mount Tai in front of them, and the giant god stood and couldn't help but crawl on the ground!

'This is the power of the immortals!'

The head of the sect was terrified in his heart, many of the elders present were at the peak of the Transformation Realm, or even half-immortals, but in front of Lingtuo Zhenren, there was not even a single one standing.

Stepping into the realm of foundation building, it is a huge gap between humans and immortals!

Lingtuo Zhenren's eyes showed a hint of firmness, and he said, "From now on, pass on my orders." ”

"In the next month, Bodhi Mountain will do whatever it takes to protect Lin Nan unharmed!"

Everyone looked at each other, all of them looking puzzled.

Who is this Lin Nan?

Why keep him?

Could it be that Lingtuo Zhenren woke up because of this Lin Nan?

The head was embarrassed: "Lingtuo Zhenren, I don't know who this Lin Nan is?"

Suddenly, an elder patted his head: "I remember! Not long ago, there was a young man named Lin Nan, who rang the ancestral bell again after a hundred years and entered the Immortal Land Asking Heart Platform!"

But even if they knew who this Lin Nan was, everyone still didn't understand why they wanted to protect Lin Nan.

The most important thing that shocked the head was Lingtuo Zhenren's sentence of 'whatever it takes'.

The meaning of these words may set off a bloody storm in the martial arts world!