Yang Ming came with lightning and rushed into the coffin before the lid of the bronze giant coffin closed. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The next moment, the giant coffin closed with a "boom", and the nine-headed dragon corpse rose into the sky, as if slowly pulling the copper coffin into the gate of the starry sky.

Yang Ming's heart was also relieved, and at the same time, he was a little puzzled, could it be that the bronze giant coffin still has the ability to recognize people, and he turned the crocodile ancestor out of the coffin, but he opened up to himself?

"Everybody's in, great. In the darkness, a female classmate whispered, breaking the oppressive atmosphere.

"Where is it going to take us?" said another.

"The Buddha and the divine crocodile have appeared, could it be that in ancient times it was not only a legend, but also the real existence of gods!"

"Are we walking the path that the gods have walked and will we reach the gods' return?"

Everyone survived the fatal crisis and survived, and their tense minds could not be calmed, and they discussed it in order to soothe their emotions.

"Smack!"

A pillar of light lit up.

Pang Bo turned on the flashlight and said, "The people who came in should count, how many students are there now...... Alive!"

There was a lingering sadness in his tone.

In a word, the scars in everyone's hearts are revealed, and people return to reality from dream-like fantasies.

The atmosphere became lost, silent, and sad.

"One, two, three, four...... Eleven, twelve, thirteen!"

The people spoke in turn.

"Counting Mr. Yang, there are fourteen people left...... Seventeen classmates stayed on Mars forever!" Zhou Yi sighed.

Most of these seventeen people were shattered by the roar of the crocodile ancestor, a small number of them were killed by the little crocodile, and a few people were killed directly or indirectly by Yang Ming.

Of course, no one dared to mention this ballast, in their hearts, Yang Ming's strength was no different from that of the ancient gods. A man has no courage to oppose God.

"Mr. Yang, what kind of god is it, is it a special race or an evolved superhuman?" Ye Fan suddenly asked, neither humble nor arrogant.

Hearing this, everyone pricked up their ears, obviously very concerned about this issue.

"There are also a few fish that have slipped through the net. Yang Ming didn't answer him immediately, sneered, and stretched out his hand to grab a handful in front of him.

The next moment, several small crocodiles flew out of the corner where the light could not reach, and after a few "pops", they exploded into several clouds of blood mist.

Seeing this, a layer of cold sweat broke out on everyone's foreheads, if these little insects were not found, I was afraid that a few more classmates would die here.

"Okay, it's safe now. Yang Ming said, after everyone breathed a sigh of relief, he said: "Everyone has seen the crocodile ancestor, and you should know that demons, Buddhas, and gods are not just legends, they all exist, or have existed." ”

"Some of these legendary existences are a race that was born with great supernatural powers, but they are only a very small number of existences, and more of them are cultivated by ordinary people, some of them are similar to the pre-Qin Qi refiners. ”

"How can I cultivate into a god, is there still a god alive on the earth?" Ye Fan asked again.

"Now the earth is already the end of the Dharma period, the aura has dissipated and exhausted, and the real power has already crossed the void and gone to the other side of the starry sky...... As for how to become a god-like existence, it depends on the fate of each person, and when the opportunity comes, there is naturally a chance to become an immortal in the eyes of ordinary people. Yang Ming said.

"Mr. Yang, can you teach us the method of cultivation?" Wang Ziwen blurted out with an excited expression.

"No, you can't. Yang Ming glanced at him lightly and said indifferently.

"Why?" said the prince.

"Why?" Yang Ming said.

"This ......" Wang Ziwen was dumbfounded, not knowing how to answer.

"Mr. Yang is not right to say this, although we don't have anything to get our hands on now, who can say that we won't have anything in the future. In the crisis of nine deaths and one life, Liu Zhiyun actually survived, and he talked eloquently at this time. "Buddhism talks about cause and effect, planting good causes, and getting good results. You taught us the method of cultivation, and when we succeed in cultivation, we will naturally repay Mr. ”

Yang Ming didn't even look at him, and said lightly: "It will obviously take a while for the Nine Dragons coffin to reach its destination, and everyone is tired, so let's take a rest first." ”

Then he closed his eyes and paid no more attention to them.

Liu Zhiyun and the others opened their mouths, but they didn't know how to speak.

In the bronze coffin, it gradually fell silent, and only silence remained.

In the midst of sleepiness and tiredness, everyone fell asleep.

……

I don't know how long it took, a sound of footsteps sounded and stopped in front of Yang Ming. The footsteps were so soft that they didn't alarm the others.

Yang Ming opened his eyes and saw Ye Fan.

"Mr. Yang seems to look at me differently. Ye Fan was a little puzzled and asked. "Why?"

"If I say I can see other people's luck, believe it or not. Yang Ming said.

"Is there really luck?" Ye Fan said.

"Even the ancient Buddhas and demons exist, why can't you have luck?" Yang Ming said, without waiting for Ye Fan to speak, he continued: "I saw that your luck is like the sky, soaring into the sky, even a hundred times stronger than the luck of all human beings on the earth combined. After the arrival of the Nine Dragons Coffin, your luck has increased more than a hundredfold, which shows that your future achievements are limitless. ”

Ye Fan would not be completely convinced as soon as Yang Ming opened his mouth, nodded noncommittally, and said: "So, luck is changing at any time, and it is possible to decrease?"

"Of course. Yang Ming nodded and said, "Strong luck can only mean that your future achievements are limitless, but it does not guarantee that you will be successful...... If a person dies, no matter how strong his luck is, it will disappear. ”

It's not hard to understand.

Ye Fan nodded knowingly and said, "Mr. Yang, can you teach me the method of cultivation." ”

Yang Ming shook his head and said, "It's not that I don't teach you, but my Tao is not suitable for you." Everyone has their own way, and if you follow your own path, you may become an eternal immortal, but if you follow my path, you may only be able to stop at the realm of sages. ”

Only Li Xunhuan, who uses a flying knife, is Xiao Li Flying Knife, if he learns "Pity Flower Treasure", he may not even be able to enter the top ten on the weapon list.

Ye Fan said: "How does Mr. Yang know that I am not suitable to follow your path, maybe we met, it was just luck, and there is a providence in the dark." ”

Yang Ming said categorically: "I just know, as for the reason, I don't need to explain it to you." ”

Of course, he can't tell Ye Fan, I have read the original book and know that you should take the unique path of the Heavenly Emperor.

Ye Fan sighed and said, "Then what should I do, can Mr. Yang teach me?"

"There's a chance here, don't you want it. Yang Ming waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, if you want this opportunity, you must first promise me a condition, and after you get it, you must pass it on to me." ”

Ye Fan nodded without thinking about it, and said, "Yes!"

Yang Ming had a smile on his face, as if he had already known his choice, and with a flip of his palm, a Bodhi seed appeared in his palm. (To be continued.) )