Sure enough, Bu Laodao said leisurely: "Don't use these to press me. Everyone knows that this True Dragon Sect is my junior brother Wang Changyue in charge, what does it have to do with me. Lao Dao hadn't seen a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect for several years, so what you told me was useless. ”

Zhang Zhengyang's face turned sideways, and he shouted: "That's going to tear your face, right!" He couldn't answer Bu Laodao's words directly, yes, Huang Daozi at the end of the Yuan Dynasty and Zhang Sanfeng at the beginning of the Ming Dynasty did climb the tomb, but those two people were both meritorious and invincible, where else in the world could not go?

"You mention Zhang Sanfeng and Zhang Zhenren, why don't you mention the matter of your Quanzhen faction ceding the thunder guide at the beginning?" Zhang Zhengyang said with a gloomy face. The atmosphere in front of the Yimen suddenly stiffened to the extreme, and Yang Fan felt that he couldn't be good anymore. I originally came here with the mentality of giving it a try, but why did I make such a fuss.

"That Bu Dao chief, you slowly reminisce, Wang Ting and I will go down first, wait for ......"

"No! This little master, the old Taoist will help you stop Zhang Zhengyang, please take my apprentice to the cliff tomb to find the hanging coffin. Also, remember. Don't look for the one with the symbol engraved, remember! ”

The monk was overjoyed and said, "Then thank you." Little donor, let's go! "The little monk is not only good at fighting, but also good at running. In an instant, he arrived in front of Yang Fan, and directly took Yang Fan into the air. Fly to the rear. Zhang Zhengyang was just about to stop him, but he was stopped by Bu Laodao.

"Let me also ask for advice, how much weight does this go to the dragon and the tiger!" Bu Lao Dao shook the waves, stepped on the instrument gate with one foot, and directly blocked the little Taoist priest who wanted to chase the monk. Zhang Zhengyang looked up at Bu Lao Dao above the Yimen, his face sank, and he shouted: "Longhu Mountain will fight with the Quanzhen Sect and Wannian Temple from today onwards!" ”

"Oh? That little monk is from Wannian Temple? It seems that it is the Buddha who is hidden in the snow of Jue'an. Bu Laodao was a little surprised, and he didn't know what this little monk was doing here.

Zhang Zhengyang raised his teeth in his hand, the bright robe on his body was windless, and he shouted with a serious look in his eyes: "Ancestors and ancestors, give the power of the dragon and tiger!" Séance! The tooth in his hand began to tremble, and the essence above the dragon's head flickered. There was a faint sound of dragons and tigers roaring, coming from the teeth.

Bu Laodao sneered: "In the end, it is his own birth, and he can please God at such a level." The old green cow's strength is much stronger than yours, so he reluctantly asked to get down. In the end, it is the Dragon and Tiger Mountain of the Zhang family. It doesn't take any effort to ask the gods, so let the old Taoist understand how powerful your Heavenly Master is! ”

Zhang Zhengyang's eyebrows lit up with a little red light, and the tiger roared in his hand, and attacked Bu Lao Dao......

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There are hundreds of cliff tombs in Longhu Mountain. All of them are embedded in the cliffs around the Xianshui Rock. The peaks of Xianshui Rock are steep and dangerous, the rock wall is smooth and flat, the foot of the rock is the Luxi River, the cliff of the water is full of all kinds of caves, and the unique geographical environment is the basic cause of the cliff tomb of Longhu Mountain. This has always been a forbidden place, and there is only one cliff and water pavilion under the cliff, which seems to be the stronghold of guarding the hanging coffin in the cave.

Looking out from the Luxi River boat or the ground, you can vaguely see the mouth of the rock cave or nail the wooden pile, or seal the wooden plank, and "hide a coffin and beat half of it" can be seen in many places. Most of these cliff tombs are the cliff tombs of the ancient Yue people in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period more than 2,500 years ago. Its burial seat is ten zhang above the water, and the height is as high as one hundred zhang. On the large rock walls, the caves are dotted with stars, high or low, large or small, hundreds of them. Because these caves are unreachable and uninhabited, the contents of these caves have been a mystery for many years.

The little monk landed on the other side of the Luxi River. and Yang Fan prostrate among the bushes and whispered: "Little donor, although I don't know what the purpose of Daoist Bu asked you to come over, but since Daoist Bu trusts the little monk. That will definitely keep you safe. ”

"Little master, you see that there must be someone guarding the water pavilion over there, you see how this is, you will fly the eaves and walk the wall, let's lean over from the side first, once there is any change. Just put me in the cave and don't worry about me being discovered. ”

Seng Yizhu nodded and said, "En." If they are discovered, the little monk will definitely go over to lure them away, and never let the little benefactor suffer any damage. Oh yes. If you go up to the cave later, and the little donor sees the scarlet symbol painted on the lid of the coffin, don't touch it. ”

Yang Fan was puzzled: "Is it dangerous?" ”

Seng Yizhu nodded and said: "Many hanging coffins are untouchable, and if there is a symbol painted on the coffin, it means that this coffin has an owner, and if it is opened, it will be devoured by bad luck." ”

"So dangerous?"

Seng Yizhu said: "That's right. Therefore, the little monk doesn't know why Daoist Bu would send a person who has just entered the Heavenly Realm to come over, it's really too dangerous. He shook his head, looking disapproving.

Yang Fan, who was lying under the bushes, turned his head sideways, feeling that he seemed to be despised, so he said, "What? Speak as if you're powerful. Little monk, I look at ......" Wait, this little bald donkey...... It seems to be in the air. That light work is indeed good. Yang Fan knew that it would be boring to ask any more, so he turned his head, looked at the cliff in front of him, and muttered, "Your name is Yizhu, right?" Little bamboo, do you see such a steep cliff, can you just pedal it by hand? ”

Seng Yizhu was called Xiaozhuzi, his face suddenly froze, and he stammered: "This problem is not big." With the gecko swimming wall skill and dragon claw hand, plus the little monk's Wei Tuo step, such as walking on the ground, it is not a problem to take the little donor up. "The little monk has clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, but this mouth of scum, it seems that he hasn't shaved for several days.

"That's good, little bamboo. How do we cross the river? ”

Yizhu grabbed Yang Fan's arm and shouted, "The little donor is standing firm!" ”

"Huh?" Yang Fan was stunned.

Before Yang Fan could react, Seng Yizhu gave Yang Fan another "air transport". His feet were just as they were close to the center, and they clicked a few times on the surface of the river, and then took off into the air again. The two of them rose and landed on the surface of the river, like a broken helicopter that was about to crash in smoke.

Finally climbed to the water near the cliff, Yang Fan stood on a nail stake with some trepidation, and said: "Little bamboo, your way of crossing the river is too fast, so scared that I almost vomited my heart." ”

Seng Yizhu scratched his head in embarrassment, and stood on another wooden stake with his feet in between, halfway between the two of them. He grabbed Yang Fan's arm with one hand and said, "Little donor, look, there is a vermilion symbol on this hanging coffin, if you see such a hanging coffin, don't touch it." ”

"What about the ones that don't have symbols?" (To be continued.) )