"How so? Didn't you say you were destined to die today? We've been in for so long, shouldn't it have been a day long ago? ”

"Didn't Xiaoyou realize that the time here is different from the time outside, even if we are permanently trapped here, for the outside, it may only be a moment. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"You mean we're going to be trapped here and run out of life?"

"Yes." The fate responded lightly, as if all this he said had nothing to do with him.

For the creature of "Buddha Cultivation", Yan Jiu became more and more scary, and always felt that if he became like this one day, it would be ...... Yan Jiu couldn't think of any words to describe it, probably "life is better than death".

"Actually, I'm going to have bad news for you." Yan Jiu said thoughtfully.

"We won't die on exhausting Shouyuan, because before we run out of Shouyuan, we will be taken into the Ancient Gate by this stone tablet, and then twisted into pieces by the space storm......"

"The cycle of life and death of all things, Xiaoyou is too obsessed." He folded his hands and walked towards Yan Jiu.

"Ha, I don't think what you said is right, if it's all like what you said, then it's good that the ghosts all over the world stay in the Nai He Bridge, and they will be reincarnated as a ghost."

But the edge was confused, "What is the bridge?" ”

Yan Jiu silently rolled his eyes in his heart, "Do you think this is the point?" ”

"The little monk thinks yes, this is, and asks the little friend to solve the confusion for the sake of fate." If it weren't for the pious face, Yan Jiu would have thought that this guy was looking for fault.

"It's not that I don't want to tell you, but I don't know how to say it," Yan Jiu then waved his claws impatiently, "Don't think about this, it's better to quickly put together these scraps of paper, and get out of trouble as soon as possible." ”

"Little friends don't have to be anxious," he wanted to say more, but was interrupted by Yan Jiu'......s claws.

"Can you stop talking about your bunch of Buddhist teachings, although everyone is the same way, please forgive me for not being able to echo your Buddhist practice."

"I think Xiaoyou misunderstood," Liyuan pushed two large patchwork map fragments in front of Yan Jiu, "The little monk has put together all the map fragments, and asked Xiaoyou to take a look." ”

Yan Jiu tilted his head to look at the map that was pushed over, although there were some traces that the two maps could be pieced together, but no matter how Yan Jiu looked at it, the route on the map only formed the word "Immortal Emperor", and the last word "tomb" could not be seen in any way.

"I've dug all the tombstones I can see, but why do they still seem to be so few?" Yan Jiu said, but raised his eyes to look at Yuan, "It can't be that you misspelled it." ”

"It should be right," Yuan Yuan brought the two maps closer together, and pointed his white finger to the obvious gap in the middle, "The exit from the outer perimeter of this Immortal Emperor's Tomb should be here." ”

"You mean, the exit from the outer perimeter of the Immortal Emperor's Tomb is in this word "tomb"? But if not? ”

"Amitabha," said the Buddha's name, "all this is just the speculation of the little monk, if not, this is also the fate of the little monk." ”

"Monk, you're not kind."

Seeing the fate with a puzzled face, Yan Jiu smiled, "Ever since I saw you, you have been saying something here about "death calamity, death calamity", we are now grasshoppers on a rope, aren't you cursing me in disguise!" ”

Yan Jiu stretched out his two paws and stepped on the two maps under his feet, slowly bringing them closer, "I don't think I'll encounter any so-called "death catastrophe". ”

Yan Jiu said, his narrow fox eyes bent towards Yuan slyly: "Anyway, I've already died once." ”

Yan Jiu's expression was focused, and he cautiously leaned on the two maps slowly, as soon as the two maps touched, it was like meeting a magnet's magnet, and they were tightly pasted into one, and a red light flashed on the map, but except for making the word "Immortal Emperor" on it more and more clear, there was no other special place.

Yan Jiu waited for a while, his eyes were sore, and his neck was stiff, but the map was still the map with a hole.

Yan Jiu shook his neck and looked at the same attentive Yuan: "So, this map is useless...... Yes! ”

Before Yan Jiu's words fell, he saw an inexplicable suction force sweeping from the hole in the map, dragging Yan Jiu towards the "hole".

Yan Jiu's sharp claws ejected from his palm, hooking the stone tablet under his feet, but despite this, Yan Jiu's figure was instantly pulled off most of it.

"Hold my hand!"

Li Yuan stretched out his hand and hurriedly pulled Yan Jiu, but he was unable to match the suction behind Yan Jiu, and in just this moment, Yan Jiu's body fell into the map, and his neck could only be exposed.

"Monk, work hard!" Yan Jiu's claws desperately slammed on the stone tablet and shouted with difficulty.

"Little monk, try your best, ......" Yuan's handsome face flushed, but it was really inferior to the "hole" suction.

When he was completely swallowed by the "hole", Yan Jiu had only one thought: vegetarian, it was really unreliable!

But even so, she didn't forget to take the edge into her cheek pouch a second before she was swallowed by the hole.

But now Yan Jiu just wants to vomit!

In other words, what I fell into was not really a map hole, but someone's drum washing machine, or flush toilet?

This powerful spin! Revolve! It really makes you want to vomit!

But Yan Jiu couldn't hold back, it didn't matter if he vomited, it was estimated that the fate and Xiaoba in the cheek pouch would suffer.

At this time, the fate is extremely comfortable and returned to that gray space, no matter the storm outside, life and death, in this gray space, it is always so calm.

Liyuan sat cross-legged on the ground, looking at his fingers a little distractedly, "I don't know what happened to her......

Suddenly, his eyes closed, but his raised palm hung down as weightlessly.

When he opened his eyes again, he had already changed places, and before he could see the scene around him clearly, he saw a female cultivator with picturesque eyebrows and a fairy appearance, looking at Yuan with a pair of gray-white eyes full of smiles.

"Hey, you're here too?" The female cultivator's voice was as soft as a jade collision, and it was very good, "I thought I was the only one." ”

Yan Jiu bent down to pick up a fox-like spirit beast with a plump and snow-white coat and put it on his neck, the spirit beast's eyes were closed, as if it was asleep.

After she placed the spirit beast on her neck, she looked at Yuan again, "It's good if you call me Yan Jiu, I am the spirit beast before." There is something strange about our present state, it looks like we are out of body. ”

Yan Jiu said, pointing to his own body on his neck, "It is estimated that your body is still in this now." ”

When he heard this, he made a Buddhist salute to Yan Jiu, "Handed over to Yan Xiaoyou for safekeeping, the little monk is very relieved." ”

Yan Jiu nodded approvingly, "That's the same."

Before Yan Jiu's words fell, he saw another purple figure appear under his feet.

It's just that this person didn't appear standing like a fate, but lying on the ground, he was wearing a very gorgeous purple robe, and his long black and purple hair was scattered on the jade-white side face, only a pair of closed eyes were faintly revealed.

Yan Jiu squatted down and looked at the person who appeared inexplicably (soul?) nearby. I saw that his thin lips were slightly open, his breathing was steady, and his expression was serene.

"Is this man sleeping?" Yan Jiu was unsure of his words, and for some reason, he was supposed to be on high alert, but he couldn't raise the slightest sense of vigilance.

It seems that the person in front of him can be trusted, and it seems that the person in front of him is connected to his own blood.

"Hehe", Yan Jiu laughed dryly in his heart, he was simply kicked by a donkey when he had this kind of thought.

"But," Yan Jiu scratched his chin, "this person can't be Qing Yan, right?" "When you think about it, it's more and more likely.

Last time, Qing Yan's eyes changed color, as if it was not impossible for the hair to change color or something.

Yan Jiu stretched out his hand, wanting to remove the hair from the man's face and see it more realistically.

However, the outstretched palm was firmly grasped, and the monk lying on the ground opened and closed his eyes.

"Master, take the liberty of reaching out and touching other members of the opposite sex, this is the work of the disciples, even if I am your contract spirit animal, you are too Meng Lang."

Yan Jiu: !!

So what's going on? Why am I called a "disciple"? Also "Meng Lang"!

It must be the wrong way for me to go out of my body!

"Master, have you forgotten Hachi?" Day and night pointed at the edge with an accusatory face, "Don't tell me, it's because of this Buddha cultivation!" ”

Yan Jiu: How did the plot of Qiong Yao, which is like an infatuated man and a woman, develop.

"Hachi?" Yan Jiu's IQ finally returned to the line, and she looked at the male cultivator in front of her in disbelief, who called himself Xiaoba, "How did you become like this?" ”

"Am I not good-looking?" Holding his face day and night, full of horror, "Master, am I disfigured?" ”

The fate on the side said lightly: "The red face and dry bones are all skin, and the donor is too persistent." ”

"I don't want to listen to you as a monk at all," day and night looked at Yan Jiu angrily, "I want you to come and say!" Master, I'm not good-looking~"

Yan Jiu secretly swallowed at this face, which was countless times more beautiful than Yan Qing.

"It's beautiful." Yan Jiu said from the bottom of his heart that this little eight turned into a human form, but his appearance was unparalleled, and among all the people Yan Jiu had seen, even if it was himself, he couldn't compare to it.

"I knew that the owner liked me the most!" Wearing that gorgeous purple robe day and night, he turned around in front of Yan Jiu with satisfaction, "Sure enough, I'm still so good-looking!" ”

Yan Jiu: Where was the little bun that was abandoned just now? Don't accidentally become this kind of swaggering flower butterfly, okay!

Return my soft and cute and coquettish little eight!

"Master, where are we?" When the beauty was enough, he looked at Yan Jiu day and night.

The fate on the side said indifferently: "If it's right, it should be in the tomb of the Immortal Emperor......" (To be continued.) )