"Reincarnation, as the name suggests, is to have a relationship ......," the monk explained, "The poor monk has been seated decades ago, and it is this tattoo that gives me the opportunity to be reborn......

"Isn't it? Sounds like, doesn't it? Yang Yi has a feeling of dreaming, his tattoo can be upgraded to a level, this is perverted enough, I didn't expect that there are tattoos in this world that bring people back to life.

Why does the more I listen to it, the more it feels like a fantasy novel?

Monk Shi Yuan was noncommittal, and said slightly: "How can Peng Zu live for more than 800 years? It is on his body that he has the same tattoo as the poor monk, but his is different from the poor monk's, the poor monk can only be reincarnated once, and he ...... Reincarnated at least five times more than ......"

Yang Yi's eyes stared at the obscure pattern on Monk Shi Yuan's chest for a moment.

It was a very strange combination of patterns and words, which looked somewhat similar to the Taiji diagram, but it was different, and the dense text was like an earthworm climbing on its body, vaguely as if it was wriggling.

The pattern as a whole is circular, and there are six horizontal lines in the middle of the circle, which has the meaning of six reincarnations, and the composition of the text is also quite complex.

There are hieroglyphs, there are oracle bone inscriptions, there are extremely abstract, winding characters.

"This is reincarnation?" Yang Yi pointed to the pattern on Monk Shi Yuan's chest and asked with some uncertainty.

A tattoo can bring people back to life, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed that he had killed Yang Yi.

Monk Shi Yuan nodded and said: "That's right, this is the reincarnation, but it's only a part, there are more esoteric forms of expression, the poor monk has not been able to understand it until today, only a part of it can be depicted, but the effect is appalling......"

"Decades ago, that is, when the poor monk was eighty-one years old, Shou Yuan died of exhaustion, sitting in the meditation room, the master and brother of the poor monk were trying to bury the poor monk, but the poor monk did not want to live strangely, so that he gradually became young from the age of eighty-one, and ...... today."

Monk Shi Yuan said, pointing to his face.

Yang Yi suddenly thought in his heart, no wonder this monk was already more than one hundred and twenty years old but so young, even if he cultivated to a high level, let alone what kind of chemical skin care products he used.

Yang Yi carefully calculated in his heart, and the current monk Shi Yuan looked to be about thirty-five years old, which means that he had lived to be one hundred and twenty-seven years old, an appalling number.

This is another elderly person that Yang Yi met in addition to the grandmother in Miao Village.

However, these two old people are different, the grandmother of Miao Village has really lived for such a long time, while the monk Shi Yuan is with the help of foreign objects, but he doesn't know how long he can live.

This question lingered in Yang Yi's mind, and he asked tentatively, "Master, can you tell me how many years you have left to live?" ”

"The poor monk is now thirty-five years old for a normal person, and he has been young, and he should ......live for thirty-five years."

"Then what are you anxious about, more than thirty years, isn't it enough for you to find a teacher of the mantle?" Yang Yi was puzzled.

Monk Shi Yuan waved his hand and said: "The donor doesn't know, although this tattoo can bring people back to life, but the poor monk is getting younger and younger, and when he reaches adulthood, his intelligence and other aspects will decline, which is no different from a normal person, and in fact, the time left for the poor monk is only twenty years......"

Twenty years, whether it is long or not, is not short, if according to the current life of Monk Shi Yuan, he has always lived on this Mount Everest, and it is really difficult to find an heir to the mantle.

However, these are not things that Yang Yi has to worry about, anyway, he is determined not to be the heir to the mantle of Monk Shiyuan.

He spread his hands and said, "Master, the kid really can't help him, let's fulfill the agreement just now......"

"No need...... Monk Shi Yuan waved his hand, and suddenly said, "There is already a distinction between the superior and the inferior, it is the poor monk who has been defeated, you have a tattoo to help, and the strength must be very different from just now, there is nothing to compare......

"The master...... Is it time to keep the promise? Yang Yi raised his eyebrows.

Monk Shi Yuan nodded and sighed: "You and I are both inheritors of tattoos, how can the poor monk watch you lose your life, and come here, so I will help you!" ”

"Great!" Yang Yi cheered, is there anything more exciting than hearing the news that he can still live?

Apparently not.

He was just about to ask Monk Shi Yuan what method he was going to use, but he didn't expect Monk Shi Yuan to suddenly frown and say, "Donor, there is a sentence that the poor monk still needs to say in front of him......

A trace of bad things rose in Yang Yi's heart, and looking at Monk Shi Yuan's serious expression, he vaguely felt that there was bad news.

Sure enough, in the next second, Monk Shi Yuan said openly and honestly: "Donor, the hidden dangers in your body are not just as simple as something that went wrong in your practice, in fact, it has a lot to do with your physique......

"Physique?" Yang Yi seemed to have guessed something.

Monk Shi Yuan nodded and said, "Do you remember the scene when I gave you a pulse before?" At that time, the poor monk had already discovered that the benefactor was different from ordinary people......"

"You are a rare demon body Dao heart!" Monk Shi Yuan's voice suddenly rose a few decibels.

Demon Body Dao Heart, these four words sounded in Yang Yi's heart like a muffled thunder, he was dizzy for a while, and sighed for a long time: "Can the master elaborate?" ”

"In this world, everyone's physique is very different, which is why some people have no disease all their lives, while some people have spent their lives recuperating their bodies......"

"Isn't that about the environment?" Yang Yi asked.

Monk Shi Yuan nodded appreciatively: "This is one of the factors, but more important is the ...... of this person's physique."

"To put it simply, this is a talent, just like the donor, you, born with divine power, and the amount of food is surprisingly large, right?" Monk Shi Yuan said.

Yang Yi nodded silently: "What the master said is right, I also think these are very strange......

"You are born with divine power, and it has something to do with the blood of the ancient barbarians flowing in your body, and your large amount of food is related to your physique...... "Monk Shi Yuan explained, "The demon and the Tao are originally two opposites, but you have a demon body, but you have a Dao heart, and if the two want to balance each other, they need strong energy......"

"This is a very strange thing, throughout the ages, there is only one person with such a physique......"

"Who?"

"The First Emperor!" Monk Shi Yuan said, "The tyranny of the first emperor, scraping the people's fat and ointment, and building a lot of construction, but he built the Great Wall to resist the Xiongnu, and killed loyal ministers and good generals, Jing Ke assassinated Qin and angered the first emperor, but when Qin captured Yan, he did not kill the people of Li......"

Yang Yi nodded silently, feeling that Monk Shi Yuan's analysis was very reasonable, the First Emperor was a person with the same amount of controversy in history, and the army swallowed the six kingdoms and was a strong and military strategy, and the great right and wrong were biased and tyrannical, which could not be described as extremely contradictory.

"So donor, you should understand what a demonic Dao heart is, right?" Monk Shi Yuan asked.

Yang Yi seemed to know something faintly, and asked tentatively: "Do you have a kind heart, but you are very cruel when you are impulsive?" ”

"Not bad!" Monk Shi Yuan nodded, "Your madness is caused by these two contradictions, if the demon body and the Dao heart are not fused, even if the hidden danger of your practice going wrong is eliminated, other things will happen to him in the future......"

"Then the master has no way?" Yang Yi felt cold in his heart, it turned out that he was so complicated.

"Yes!" Monk Shi Yuan gave a positive answer, "The thousand-year-old secret book of Laolin Temple, "Yijin Sutra" is the first choice......"

"Then hurry up and use it for me, I can't wait......" Yang Yi scratched his ears and cheeks anxiously.

"Hahaha, the donor is really ......anxious," Monk Shi Yuan laughed, and said, "The "Yijin Sutra" is quite complicated to use, and combined with the donor's situation, it is necessary to abolish martial arts first, and then supplement it with a panacea, "Yijin Sutra" is the mainstay, and it takes three days to fuse the demon body Dao heart!" ”

"Three days...... Yang Yi swallowed his saliva, and finally nodded, "Three days is three days, but before that, do you need the master to do me a favor?" ”

"What's the matter?" Monk Shi Yuan asked.

"My friend is still on Mount Everest, I hope the master can take her over, it's a girl, she looks very good, you just say that I asked her to come......" Yang Yidao said.

Monk Shi Yuan nodded: "This is a trivial matter, you wait for a while, the poor monk will find her, and then she will wash your muscles and marrow!" ”

"Thank you, Master!" Yang Yi gave his hand, grateful from the bottom of his heart.

Monk Shi Yuan put on his robe and left the cave, and Yang Yi was idle and had nothing to do, so he wandered around in this cave.

The living environment here is really good, I don't know what is used, the cave is warm, as if the warm sun is shining on the body.

The bed sheets and bedding in the bedroom were readily available, and there were some ingredients in the kitchen, and later, Yang Yi was surprised to find that there were two bedrooms that were often occupied.

The tables and chairs in the room rubbed brightly and smoothly, apparently the result of regular use.

"Is there anyone else living here besides the master?" Yang Yi blinked, and a trace of evil thought suddenly rose.

Could it be that it is the master of the Golden House? Is this nun still living here?

Nima, this idea is really evil enough, Yang Yi hurriedly recited the "Paroparami Heart Sutra" silently.

Monk Shi Yuan's speed was really fast enough, as if the violent storm outside did not hinder him in the slightest, and in just over ten minutes, he rushed here with Xiao Qian.

You must know that there is at least a few hundred meters away from Xiao Qian here, and it only took more than ten minutes for the master to be so far away, so Yang Yi couldn't help but look at him twice.

"Brother Yang Yi?" When Xiao Qian jumped out of the arms of Monk Shi Yuan and saw Yang Yi standing on the side smiling, she was suddenly pleasantly surprised, and suddenly felt like a dream.

Yang Yi nodded, opened his arms, and hugged Xiao Qian who was rushing in his arms tightly and said, "Girl, I'm sorry to leave you alone......"

"Woooooooooo......oo You really have no conscience, people still think that you don't want others anymore, leave me alone on the vast snow peak, you are so ruthless......" Xiao Qian said, angrily biting Yang Yi's mouth. "Yoh? Should you bite me? I bite you too! Yang Yi returned the favor with his own way, and kissed Xiaoqian deeply.