On the Huangquan River, a person sat cross-legged, and when he saw Xie Yan walking out, this person slowly raised his head. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoAs the man recovered, the corpses in the Yellow Spring boiled, and one after another bones crawled onto his body, and the corpse dragon reappeared, wrapping around his body.

Great Wilderness Sword Emperor!

"Why are you in a hurry? Why don't you sit down and chat with Lao Dao? ”

On the Huangquan River, the corpse of the Great Wilderness Sword Emperor faced him and said with a smile.

This old Taoist sat upright on the bamboo raft, the continuous beating of the water of the yellow spring made the bamboo raft sway from side to side, and on his body, crawling with white dry bones, and a huge bone dragon wrapped around his waist, it looked extremely evil. Xie Yan looked at this old way, only felt that his heart was hairy, and he didn't want to pay attention to it at all, but he had just walked a few steps when he saw a white flower rising from the bottom of the Huangquan River.

Peanuts with three petals, with a lotus in the center.

On the lotus platform, a thumb-sized monk sits cross-legged on it, looking solemn, like a Buddha who has been incarnated.

"Holy Medicine!!"

Xie Yan's eyelids twitched violently twice.

There are great medicines in the world, but the great medicines are not the pinnacle, because there is a higher level of elixir above the great medicine, that is, the holy medicine.

Any holy medicine is born of heaven and earth, containing supreme essence, and it is rumored that even mortals without a foundation can ascend to the heavens in one step and achieve the Mahayana Immortal Path after taking it. After the cultivator takes it, he can ascend to the sky in one step and ask the True Immortal Dao.

Lao Dao smiled slightly, stretched out his palm and grabbed the holy medicine.

I saw that the holy medicine shook twice, and it was directly caught in his hand.

"A holy medicine, poor road to send you."

The Taoist handed over the holy medicine.

Xie Yan's eyes shrank, glanced at the holy medicine, and took back his divine thoughts and stopped looking. Who dares to take this thing sent by the demon? This kind of old monster, as long as it is close to him within a certain range, it will definitely be caught by him as a substitute for the dead ghost, recalling what Guo Ling'er said before, Xie Yan took a deep breath, abandoned all distractions, and stepped on the wooden bridge on the Huangquan River.

The bridge is the only way to leave the Ghost Mountains.

Except for here, Xie Yan has walked in all other directions. Ten days was not in vain, and after such a long time, Xie Yan also roughly figured out some rules and learned to find a way out.

After Xie Yan stepped on the wooden bridge, he found that Huang Quan's voice was clearer.

Under the river, the wails of the unjust souls seemed to echo in his mind.

The bridge was wooden, decaying, as if it would break at any moment, and the feet swayed on it, making a constant 'squeaking' sound.

One step, two steps.

When Xie Yan was a third of the way out, the Taoist spoke again.

"Be careful, don't fall off."

Xie Yan was distracted, looked sideways, and found that the bamboo raft of the old road did not know when it floated under the wooden bridge, and he still held the holy medicine in his hand, standing on the bridge, he could smell the breath of the holy medicine. As if sensing Xie Yan's gaze, the Buddha above the heart of the holy medicine lotus suddenly opened his eyes and said a Buddha name.

"Amitabha."

Bang!

Xie Yan's heart was shocked, the whole world seemed to be darkened, and his palm was subconsciously raised, wanting to grab the holy medicine. Dao Yan on the bamboo raft showed a wicked smile and wanted to get up, but the dry bones on his body were more dense, and the corpse dragon was more tightly entangled, and these Huangquan monsters dragged him to death, preventing him from leaving.

"Ouch!"

Just as Xie Yan was about to leave the range of the wooden bridge, a voice suddenly remembered.

Xie Yan was excited, and instantly sobered up, only feeling as if he had stepped on something under his feet, and when he looked down, he found that it was a black stone.

"His grandmother's, he can't sleep well even after sleeping, and Grandpa Turtle has hid here, but he is still stepped on."

The black stone made a sound, and it shook from side to side twice, and then peeked out from under the black shell to stretch out its limbs and a green head. This stone turned out to be a turtle!

"Kamehara Shuai?"

Xie Yan was stunned, and found that the goods in front of him were Kamehara Shuai.

Recall what Xiao Chi had said in the Mountain Temple before. Xie Yan guessed that the black-robed stranger was slapped by a turtle was true.

"Hey, why are you kid."

Kamehara yawned, then stretched and stood upright.

"Why did you get here?" Perhaps because of someone chatting, the influence of the Daoist on Xie Yan has decreased a lot, and the divine sense has also recovered a lot.

"I'm going to Yan Kingdom, but it's you, why do you sleep here?"

Xie Yan remembered that when Guiyuan Shuai left Daoyan Sect, he said that Danhezi was already asleep, and he was going to find the next wronged boss for it to eat and drink. Although they have known each other for a long time, Xie Yan has not figured out what Kamehara Shuai is, only that he can see ghosts just like himself.

"Don't mention it, I came here to find a way to smell that bald donkey." Kamehara stretched out his paw and picked his teeth.

Then he got up and walked forward with figure-eight steps, as if he couldn't see the Taoist on the bamboo raft below.

Xie Yan followed behind it and found that the influence of the Daoist had indeed become much smaller. I couldn't even hear the sound, not only that, but the breath of Huangquan was also repelled, and there seemed to be an inexplicable aura on this turtle's body, and these evil qi couldn't affect it.

"Empty Monk?"

Xie Yanqi said. The tomb of the monk is indeed in the Ghost Mountain Range, but no one has ever found it, occasionally someone inadvertently breaks in, and after coming out, he can't find a place, which can be described as very mysterious, and now it sounds like this strange turtle actually knows the ground.

"What a god monk, just a bald donkey."

I don't know how the Empty Hearing Monk offended it, this turtle is very dissatisfied with the attitude of the Empty Hearing Monk.

"The bald donkey is stingy, Grandpa Turtle just ate one of his holy medicines, and he couldn't help but throw Grandpa Turtle out." As he spoke, the strange ghost couldn't help but burp. Xie Yan estimated that it had been looking for a place to sleep, and nine times out of ten it was digesting the power of the holy medicine.

The holy medicine is not so delicious, and it requires a strong physique.

Xie Yan rolled his eyes when he heard this, he just ate a holy medicine, what is the holy medicine? Any plant will take tens of millions of years to cultivate, which may not be possible, the holy medicine has a spirit, and even if it takes more time without a big opportunity, it will not be able to cultivate a holy medicine. After this turtle found the monk of Kongwen, he didn't say a few words, and ate a holy medicine from someone else. If this were someone else, it would probably be directly put into the pot.

"Hey, old Taoist, what do you mean by that? Bribe Grandpa Turtle? After the wooden bridge had traveled two-thirds of the distance, the strange turtle finally found the Taoist on the bamboo raft below.

Seeing that the Taoist was holding the holy medicine, the corners of the strange turtle's mouth quickly flowed out of the harazi.

"It's a gift for a friend." The Taoist smiled.

"Then Uncle Ben is welcome." Kamehara Shuai jumped in and flew directly out of the wooden bridge.

"Beware of this ......"

Before Xie Yan could stop it, he found that this strange turtle had returned to the wooden bridge with the holy medicine again, and at this time it was gnawing on the holy medicine. Not only Xie Yan was shocked by this scene, but even the Daoists below were a little stunned.

"Strange things in heaven and earth, derivative... It really exists. ”

The Taoist came back to his senses and looked at Kamehara Shuai, who had already devoured most of the holy medicine, and a trace of wonder flashed in his eyes.