After the corpse clan walked out of the hut, they looked at the more and more familiar scenery, and the grief in their hearts for the heavy losses of this trip eased slightly, and they were not far from the ancestral land of the empty mountain, and they were going home, whether they were injured or killed on this trip, the moon fell back to their roots. Home is the warmest and best healing harbor for a person. When everyone is still thinking deeply and sighing. In the distance, the five horsemen flew in, the speed was extremely fast, and in a moment, they were already approaching, and the people who woke up took a closer look, and it turned out to be the Zilin Xuezhi of the Bukong Mountain Clan.

At this time, Lin Xuezhi of the Bukong Mountain Clan rode a green dragon horse beside him, and a middle-aged man in the middle was extraordinary, wearing a plain robe, but if you look at the clothes, they are very valuable. The rest of them were like attendants, respectfully backward and extraordinarily backward and half-year-old people of the clan, the middle-aged man came to the carriage of the corpse clan, and respectfully greeted everyone of the corpse clan:

"Bukong Mountain, Lin Clan, Lin Houwu, have seen all the corpse gentlemen. After the middle-aged man saluted, everyone around him began to greet the corpse clan one by one.

"The corpse has seen the elder of the Lin clan, you are polite. "Everyone of the corpse clan saluted back to the outstanding Lin Houwu.

Lin Houwu, in the era of the Lin clan in Bukong Mountain, the rising genius clan, and the old monk who meditated and meditated in front of the hut not far away, Xuanqingmen idiot, Mo Qianchou and others were handsome for a while, different from idiots who ignore mundane things and only take blood knives. Unlike the heavenly burial temple, you can't go out of the temple gate, only sweep the heart. It is not like stealing Mo Qianchou, only for the sake of the sect, Lin Houwu in the calendar, after breaking out of the Mo Da Mingtang, the Hui people started a family, took over the clan affairs, and in a few decades, they will be a huge Bukong Mountain family, managed in an orderly manner, and their strength has increased greatly, so they have become the patriarch of the Bukong Mountain Lin clan before they are 100 years old. Looking carefully, Lin Houwu is only nearly 100 years old, but he can't compare with the Dao of the same age later, Lin Houwu is in full swing.

"Houwu is here, especially to invite the gentlemen of the corpse clan to come to my empty mountain ancestral land to pay respects. After greeting each other, Lin Houwu deliberately stated his purpose.

"The elder of the Lin clan is polite, it just so happens that this time my corpse clan will return to the ancestral land of the Lin clan for burial, and the clan elders will be together?"

"It's just right, yesterday I heard what my nephew said, I never thought that before this catastrophe came, there would be such a wicked person, and it was really hateful to do such a thing to my people. Because Lin didn't know the details, he came to inquire today. After speaking, Lin Houwu and Lin Xuezhi boarded the carriage of the corpse clan, and the dragon horse they rode was taken away by the last three clans.

"Alas, what the elder of the Lin clan said is very true, but this matter changed again this morning, and the corpse is trying to tell it about the empty mountain, and the clan elder is here, so as to save the corpse from tiredness, seventy-six, you will tell me in detail about this morning. Corpse Liusan said to Lin Houwu and Lin Xuezhi.

The corpse that followed the rear was attacked in the early morning, the coffin of the Dingping King of the Falling Moon Empire was destroyed, and the remnants of the soul were all said in detail. As soon as he finished speaking, the corpse Qiliu directly retreated to the side, and the rest of the corpse clan did not speak, leaving time for the old man of the Bukong Mountain Clan to think, looking at Lin Houwu who was silent and thinking, although he did not express any feelings in words, but his face was gloomy and deep, so that the people on the side were suffocated, it can be seen that the anger in his heart is sheng, and the clan Lin Xuezhi behind Lin Houwu feels more deeply, usually this clan uncle, although he is not smiling, he is serious, but he has excellent ability and good temper, and he has not seen his face change. And at this moment, just his face sank, and the aura he unconsciously emitted made Lin Xuezhi feel extremely mad.

"Thank you Mr. Corpse for supporting our clan all the way, and when Lin tells the clan, the Demon God Temple and the Heavenly Evil will look good. After the deep voice finished speaking, although he was very angry in his heart, the middle-aged man was worthy of being from the family in terms of temperament control, and after thinking about everything in an instant, he thanked everyone in a flat and low voice, which showed that although he hated the Demon Temple and the Heavenly Evil General, it did not affect his etiquette of treating people and guests.

"The old man of the clan is polite, the corpse of a certain clan is just doing his duty, by the way, the monks of the Heavenly Burial Temple are also going to the ancestral land of the nobles to see the ceremony, I don't know if the clan elder knows?"

"The priest of the Heavenly Burial Temple, I don't know who it is? Although I am in charge of the reception, I don't see it on the list of respectful gifts in my hand. ”

"In this case, the corpse was abruptly recommended by the clan elder. After speaking, the corpse Liusan took the martial arts knowledge of the forest and walked towards the old monk who closed his eyes and meditated at the hut.

"Master, the old Lin Houwu of the Bukong Mountain Clan, Lin Xuezhi will meet you. When he came to the old monk, he said respectfully.

When he opened his eyes, the old monk who got up saw that the corpse was followed by a middle-aged man with an extraordinary bearing, who was only forty or fifty years old at first glance, but the old monk took a closer look, the middle-aged man's temples were slightly white, and there were slight fine lines between his eyes.

"Houwu is fine, but do you still remember the old man?" thought about it slightly, and remembered the middle-aged old monk with a smile.

"The master is Brother Dao, but if you think about it, I shouldn't have seen you for half a hundred years, right?" Looking at the old monk with a face like a Buddha statue, Lin Houwu didn't remember who it was for a while, but when he saw the smile on the corner of his mouth, coupled with a hearty voice, he suddenly overlapped with the figure in his memory, at that time he was still wearing a Taoist robe, with an outstanding demeanor and elegant, like an immortal, but now that the dust on his head has been broken, the statue of Muci Buddha is difficult to find the appearance of the immortal back then, and it is really no wonder that he will not recognize anyone for a while.

"Brother Dao, but you can't take it, the old man is now dusty, and the law name can't be said. Hou Wu can not be mispronounced. The hearty voice is still the same, and the ridicule is also like that, but the people are not like that, and I don't know what happened back then?

"Brother teased me again, I don't know if the idiotic monk is the same Brother Mo Dao, what is happening now?" Recalling the past, Lin Houwu couldn't help asking, when he was out of the family experience, it was the help of these friends who were able to go all the way, and then the Hui clan was in charge of clan affairs, and rarely asked about the world, so that now I can't see the Tao, Fang Zhi and the people in his memory have not seen him for half a hundred years, are they okay?

"Haha, Lin Shizhu is really in the cage for a long time, I don't know what is going on in the world, after your Brother Mo Dao was separated, he went back to the mountain to take charge of the thief door, and now it should be fifty or sixty years, there are two thief donors in it, and you will know the details when you ask, as for the crazy monk, now I am afraid that I have long forgotten my Buddha sentient beings, after separation, he directly picked up the blood knife, got out of the empty door, entered the world, and entered Xuanqing. Now it is expected that it should be the Qingmen Shura in the Xuanqing Gate. We have not seen each other since we parted 60 years ago, and the situation we know now is only what the old man got by asking the monks before he left the temple gate. ”

"The elder brother forgives me, the younger brother is ashamed, he is busy with family affairs and children's affairs, and after returning to the family, he has not been involved in the rivers and lakes, so I really don't know anything about the affairs of the brothers. In addition, after the brothers went into hiding, they never saw the legend popular in the world, which is like the beginning, Daoyan Sanjie broke through the world, no one knows, no one knows. ”

"Haha, it's all about the past, needless to say, it's rare to see old friends today, but it's a wish, by the way, Lord Lin is now not an old man of the empty mountain clan? ”

"Certainly, definitely, my brother is polite, Xinghedu is also my own family, and so is my brother. There is no need to be so polite. Later, the younger brother will accompany the elder brother to drink two more glasses, can you?" After speaking, Lin Houwu looked at the old monk with a scruple on his face, not knowing if the empty door could eat wine and meat.

"It's okay, it's okay, I don't want wine and meat in my Heavenly Burial Temple. "The old monk has been angry since King Kong in the early morning, and he has returned to the appearance of the Buddha statue, and now he sees his old friend again, and his hearty voice is endless.

In the hut, the old man in black, who was closing his eyes and recovering his spirit, couldn't help but open his eyes unexpectedly when he heard the old monk's hearty laughter. It stands to reason that the old monk's bald donkey face, what can be so happy? Curious, the old man in black, Zhang Xusheng, pulled Zhou Hehong, who was still meditating, and walked out of the hut together. As soon as I came out, I saw the old monk talking happily with a middle-aged man with extraordinary bearing, and before the man in black could speak, the old monk who found him coming out pointed to the old man in black and said to the middle-aged man:

"Look, that's the junior brother of your brother Mo Dao, the Sect of the Thief Sect advocates Xu Sheng, and behind him is Zhou Hehong. ”

Looking in the direction pointed by the old monk, I saw an old man with a wrinkled face and a huge scar on his face, also looking at this side, Lin Houwu bowed and said: "Lin Houwu has seen Senior Brother Zhang, who is not empty. Brother Zhou"

"Senior Brother Lin is polite. The old man who didn't know why replied with Zhou Hehong in a restrained manner.

"Master Zhang, Master Zhou, this is the elder of the Bukong Mountain Clan, when the senior brother of the head of your family walked the world, the little brother who knew us and others, you don't see outside. Moreover, he came today to invite me to go to Bukong Mountain to pay respects. The old monk teased.

"How dare you, Senior Brother Lin has seen the outside. If the senior brother in charge is here, he will be very happy. ”

"Haha, Dekong Lin is going to go to steal the door and talk to Senior Brother Mo. When the time comes, Senior Brother Zhang and Senior Brother Zhou will not see anyone."

"How dare you, how dare you, Senior Brother Lin is here, and the head of the house will sweep the couch to greet him. Zhang will also accompany him. ”

In the continuous conversation of several people, the carriage has traveled to a secret place in the mountains with a high wall around the mountain, guarding and patrolling, sitting cross-legged, several people talking to each other did not notice, the corpse Liusan on the side took advantage of the conversation to say to a few people: "Everyone, the ancestral land of the mountain is not empty. ”

"I respectfully invite you to come to my ancestral land to see the ceremony, after the ceremony, Lin Mou chatted to express his gratitude, and invited you to go to the private banquet again, and the brothers should not be absent, so that the younger brother can fulfill the friendship of the landlord. Hearing the ancestral land, the middle-aged man with extraordinary bearing got up and said humbly to the old man in black, the middle-aged man, and the old monk on the side.

"Okay, if Hou Wu has something, you can go and get busy first, and after the meeting, Lao Qu and the others will go to look for you, and this wine is indispensable. The old monk quipped.

"Then Hou Wu will take the first step and wait for your brothers to come. After speaking, Lin Houwu took Lin Xuezhi and walked towards the wall, while the people who were still in the car looked at the old monk and the corpse.

"Where is Mr. Corpse going later?" I wonder if you can go along?" said the old monk.

"The master is polite, the corpse and others are going to the ancestral land of the Lin family next, and they will be buried in the family of Dingping King of Bukong Mountain, and the master will accompany him, so he can't ask for it. Corpse Liusan said politely.

"Master Zhang, what about the two of you?" the old monk looked at the old man in black on the side.

"Naturally, it's with the master. I just don't know what's going on inside? Can you go along?" asked the old man in black. The middle-aged man on the side looked at his senior brother Zhang Xusheng thoughtfully, for the purpose of their coming to the empty mountain, the middle-aged man who is becoming more and more chaotic now doesn't know what the senior brother's plan is.

"In that case, let's go with the gentlemen of the corpse clan to enter the ancestral land of Bukong Mountain first, and after returning to the ancestral land for burial, let's see if the little guy is awake or not. After the old monk finished speaking, the corpse Liusan ordered people to drive, and the group headed towards the ancestral land of Bukong Mountain.