As the two carriages of the corpse clan stopped. Corpse 63, corpse 65, corpse 673 people immediately descended, and the juniors did not move. When he came to the bonfire, he arched his hand to the old man in black who was looking here:

"Brother Zhang, I haven't seen you for a long time, I haven't seen you for twenty or thirty years when the Jinchen Empire was separated!"

"Mr. Corpse is polite, the years are not forgiving, Mr. Corpse's demeanor is still the same, but the old man and I are full of vicissitudes, it is rare that Mr. Corpse still remembers the old man, and the old man is very honorable. By the way, I forgot to introduce, this is the Taoist master of the Heavenly Burial Temple, and this time he came to the ancestral land of the Lin clan in Bukong Mountain. The old man in black also bowed his hand in return, and introduced the old monk who was holding the Vajra Bodhi next to him.

"The corpse of the corpse clan sixty-three (corpse sixty-five, corpse sixty-seven) has seen the master of the Heavenly Burial Temple, and it is a coincidence that we will also go to the ancestral land of Bukong Mountain, I don't know if we can go forward together. Looking at the old monk who looked like a Buddha on this face, Corpse Liusan said.

"It's better to be respectful than to obey your fate, and the poor monk will thank you all the corpse gentlemen. The old monk put one hand into a palm, put it on his chest, and returned a Buddha salute.

It was getting late, and everyone didn't have too many greetings, and after the corpse Liusan briefly asked the old man in black, he invited him to go to the ancestral land of the Lin clan in Bukong Mountain. The thieves extinguished the bonfire, and then followed the corpse clan to the flat car full of coffins, and when they saw the coffins full of coffins, the two thieves did not ask anything else except for a surprise. But when the young man next to him saw this, his pale face was even more pale and sickly, and the old man hurriedly pulled him over and covered his eyes. Later, the old monk and the young monk performed the Buddha salute at the same time and said: "Immeasurable World-Honored One, have mercy on all sentient beings, and go to the Elysium." ”

Obviously, the little monk has seen the world compared to the pale boy, and he should be accustomed to life and death, and it is also that Buddhism is the best at the Dharma of death in addition to the corpse clan.

The group came to the flat carriage hut, and the carriage began to speed towards the ground again. After they were seated in the house, the juniors of the corpse clan came to pay their respects, and after the ceremony, they went out of the house directly, leaving the entire hut to the corpse Liusan and the others. Seeing old friends for many years, the three corpse clans and the old man in black were very happy, and they recalled the past endlessly. The old man is obviously the kind of person who is not easy to be sad, but his temperament is not easily revealed, which shows the sincerity of his friendship with the three corpse clans. Compared with the corpse people, in the long years, the short life span of the human race, but one-tenth of the life of the corpse race, it is extremely difficult to remember a human friend for twenty or thirty years.

The middle-aged man sitting on the side took care of the two teenagers, preventing them from making noise to the point that a few people were talking enthusiastically, and Zhou Hehong didn't know anything about the past experiences of the old man and the corpse clan. And the old monk who listened carefully on the side couldn't help but smile, meeting his old acquaintance in a foreign country, and a great joy in life. When a few people chatted, they found that they were cold to the old monk and middle-aged man sitting on the side. Corpse Liusan hurriedly got up, saluted the old monk, and said, "Master forgive me, Corpse has seen his friends for many years, and he got carried away for a while." Where the hospitality is not good, look at the master Haihan. After the words fell, the corpse Liusan turned around, took out the purple gold clay pot from the cabinet behind him, put it on the table, and then took out a blood-colored jade box of immortals from the Qiankun bracelet on his wrist. ”

"Master Gaojian, I wonder if the master can guess which kind of desolate immortal is this?" was about to boil water to soak the immortal to entertain everyone's corpse Liusan, when he heard the old monk whisper and asked.

"When I first opened the box, the glutinous aroma was overflowing, rich and unassuming. Smell it carefully, in addition to the thick glutinous fragrance, there is also a trace of coldness, in the desolate immortal tree, there can be this trace of cold, except for the Bingqin ancient tree, it is difficult to have this talent momentum. Look at the fairy noodles again, red like colorful glow, full of life, you can know that it should be the moon barren and ice ripe, as for the others, the poor monks are shallow, but they can't see it. ”

"The master is really a master of the Dao, just by smelling and seeing, he can guess so much, and the corpse admires it. The corpse Liusan, who was boiling water while speaking, said respectfully.

When the water boils three times, the fairy tude that has just been put in is already boiled. The house was suddenly overflowing with incense, and the corpse Liusan held the pot and poured it into the fair cup, and then divided it one by one.

Taking the cup on the table, the old monk first smelled it, and when the glutinous fragrance was fragrant, there was also a sweet honey fragrance. Look at the soup in the cup again, it seems to be bright. Take a sip, the soup enters the tip of the tongue, the bitterness is not obvious, the sweet back is immediately present, it enters the throat, the sweetness of the clear is accompanied, and the throat is extremely moisturizing. The old monk held the cup and drank slowly, thinking, the desolate immortals in the Heavenly Burial Temple seemed to have never tasted like this. The old man in black and the middle-aged man next to him, after tasting it, their eyes lit up, and it was a rare good. The most interesting thing is that the two teenagers who have nothing to do, after the little monk took a sip, he shouted deliciously, deliciously, and, more. And the pale boy, after taking a bite, I don't know if he was stimulated by the taste, what he thought, his eyes burst into tears, and the man in black and Zhou Hehong next to him hurriedly asked. But the young man who couldn't speak didn't make any other moves, just continued to drink the fairy in the cup, tears pouring down. The two thieves also looked confused when they saw this, although the young man couldn't speak all the way, but he had never been like this today, and after drinking a cup of immortals, he cried. Could it be because they had seen many coffins and coffins outside the house before? The two of them couldn't help but think.

"Brother Zhang, is this young man okay?" asked the concerned corpse Liusan.

"Mr. Corpse, it's okay. The child's house was frightened when he saw the scene outside the house today. The old man in black hurriedly said.

Hearing this answer, Corpse Liusan didn't care. Continue to explore the old monk: "Master, after tasting, how is it?"

"When the Emperor of the Dao Machine praised the Desert Immortal, after today's product, I feel that the reputation of the Dao Machine, especially not enough, to say a word of shame, the poor Dao also called himself the old man in the Tu, and has never drunk the Desert Immortal for a hundred years, born ripe, Banzan Bingqin, all tasted one by one, but there has never been today's luck, this cup of Immortal Tea, is definitely the best poor monk in the past hundred years. Hearing the words of the corpse Liusan, after tasting the immortal in the cup, the old monk who was still reminiscing about the taste of the old monk reacted and said what he thought in his heart.

"Haha, to be able to get the reputation of a master, I think the Holy Maiden of the Moon Desolation 10,000 years ago is still honorable. ”

"Moon Desolation Holy Maiden, is this the 'Moon Desolate Ujin, the Absolute Character of the Land' praised ten thousand years ago?" said the old monk with a shocked face.

"Yes, master, this is the Moon Desolation Ugin, which is said to have only produced three batches back then. Drink today, live up to such praise."

"How can there be, how can there be, this Wujin Xiantu deserves such praise, and the poor monk Tianfu Temple has also been looking around, but the opportunity is not enough, and he has not seen the true face of Wujin. It's a pity that the Holy Maiden of the Moon Desolation, if it hadn't fallen prematurely, we would have been so fortunate that we waited for the old man. The old monk couldn't help but sigh.

"Yes, the things of 10,000 years ago can no longer be investigated in detail, this holy woman is gone, the Ugin family, so far it has become a peerless sound, and the Moon Desolation clan has also suffered heavy losses, although there are still ripe immortals now, but it is not the same as the Ugin at the peak of the year. ”

Everyone listened to the conversation between the corpse Liusan and the old monk, and they couldn't help but think in their hearts, if the Holy Maiden of the Moon Desolation hadn't left prematurely, wouldn't it be better to inherit this Ujin.

"The world is impermanent, and the poor monk can drink the cooked black gold today, and he is already content. The matter of the desolate clan back then was too complicated, and the Holy Maiden of the Moon Desolation was the biological mother of the Thief Emperor, and even His Majesty the Thief Emperor failed to find the real murderer of the mother, so it was useless for me to wait here except for sighing. ”

"That's the truth, I don't know if the master is going to the ancestral land of the Lin clan this time, but for the sake of the Lin ancestor opening the coffin tomorrow?"

"Mr. Corpse has also heard about it? Yes, the poor monk was entrusted by someone to come here for this matter. ”

"I didn't hide it from the master, earlier this morning, when I was still on the periphery of the Divine Burial Mountain, the Bukong Mountain clan invited this matter, it seems that the matter of the live burial of the ancestor of the Bukong Mountain is very secret, and I am still speculating before that this Xinghe Crossing is not a fake death to bury the saint to wait for the heavenly opportunity, but what I was invited today is to witness the opening of the coffin of the ancestor of the Bukong Mountain. ”

"Fake death and burial, waiting for the heavenly opportunity, the two clans of the shemale often have, the people they are buried, in the humble opinion of the poor monks, are just borrowing the energy efficiency of the blood stone and the treasure of the heaven and earth, the people of the two clans of the shemale clan have not many longevity, fake death and bury, seal the bloodstone to seal the operation of their blood, and the town of the spirit jade to suppress the opportunity for the soul to dissipate, so as to fix the seal, like the living dead, and the time of the day is consumed. When the coffin is lifted after a thousand years, the bloodstone will be sealed, the spirit jade will be eliminated, the living dead will be revived, and the Dao Qi will begin to run, but it is obviously impossible for the bloodline and Dao Qi that has been stagnant for thousands of years to be revived and return to normal as soon as the coffin comes out. And when some clan clans are facing the extinction of their clans, they wake up the fake burial of their ancestors, and the reason why they are able to turn the tide. It's just that he paid a heavy price, or he used the domineering heaven and earth treasures, and the elixir directly rushed to the acupoint to break the shackles and stimulate the recovery of the bloodline and wisdom of the living burial. If you don't want to be buried alive, you will take the vitality as the guide, burst the Qihai dantian, and forcibly recover, but after this law, the person who is buried will not have three or five days of vitality. The cost of this life and death is very high. ”

"It is true that this is the case, but the human race will still do whatever it takes to get that possibility, just like the place where my god is buried in the mountain, there are so many people who are buried, but how many people are really buried in the dead, the top families are okay, they will not spend money for this illusory possibility, but what about ordinary families? ”

"What Mr. Corpse said is true, now that the catastrophe is coming, I think there will be more people who are pretending to be buried to open the coffin, and Mr. Corpse will be busy at that time. ”

The words talked about this, and the ground was almost drunk, and the blood moon hung high outside the house, perhaps because of the carriage of the corpse clan, after entering the earth division, he had never met the desolate beast and the beast, and naturally he couldn't talk about the attack of the beast and the beast. When the corpse Liusan asked about what his old friend came to the god burial mountain to say, the old man, who had always been upright, talked about him left and right, and the corpse Liusan immediately noticed that he had asked an inappropriate question, and he no longer delved into it, diverted the topic, and talked about other things.

At this time, near the edge of the Difenkun District, there was a group of black-clothed armor soldiers who were busy working on a dense forest bend, and the Black Demon Army Dog Master of the Dark Night City, who was separated from the old monks and everyone this morning, was impressively included. A group of them arranged the formation under the guidance of two veterans dressed in Taoist robes and holding a celestial star compass, and one by one the medium-grade spirit crystals were placed in different places around by the black-clothed armor according to the guidance position, and if something was slightly wrong, it would attract the old Dao's shouting, and in more than a dozen key places, the two old Daoists personally held the dark green and dark spirit beads, and the hand knot method was printed and clothed. If the middle-aged man Zhou Hehong was here, he would definitely not be unfamiliar with these dark green spirit beads, because there were more than a dozen ——— Saint Realm beast cores in his Qiankun bag. I don't know what kind of formation actually uses the Saint Realm Beast Core, and there are so many of them. At this time, it was almost midnight, and when the two Dao Masters arranged the formation and let all the black-clothed people rest in place, they turned around and left.

"Have you decided?" asked the second-rate softly, taking advantage of this opportunity, the dog master of the Black Evil Army and the second-rate were getting together.

"Well, remember to eat when the time comes. While answering, the dog master covertly handed a reddish pill the size of a bean to the second-rate, and wrote on his hand, Turtle Breath Pill. After that, the two quickly left, each finding a place to rest. After about half a cup of tea, the two Taoists who had just left returned, and at the same time gathered all the black-clothed warriors and led them into the depths of the dense forest. At this time, the blood moon is in the sky, and the dense forest bend reflected by the moonlight, no matter how you look at it, you can't notice that there was a shocking array here.

The starry sky is silent, the blood moon is silent, only the corpse carriage that is moving towards here is constantly galloping, perhaps, the twists and turns that the corpse Liusan has been worried about for a long time will be robbed here? But who knows? At the bend of the dense forest, everything is quiet, as if waiting for something to happen.