Chapter 8 Ming Lao Dao deceived the corpse?

Transcending scriptures, burning corpses, choosing a place for burial, blowing, playing, singing, sacrificing requiems, reincarnation, and patrolling the road signs...... It's a one-stop service.

Luo Feng has been a Tianzun for many years, from a person who recites scriptures to a person who has become a person on the scriptures, learning a whole set of processes, becoming more and more proficient in business, and getting a lot of mouth.

The scripture is being recited, and the transcendence program is in progress.

Faint and dark, there was a celestial sound, and white flowers were born, which was quite a bit of a waterway dojo and the feeling of the Holy Society of the Three Realms.

The corners of Jing Laowei's mouth twitched, he was also a mortal cultivator, and he had never seen such an improper dojo exceedance.

"Water is a source of misfortune, God is merciful."

Luo Feng recited and ended the ceremony

Although this excessive speed does not conform to any kind of ritual, ritual, procedure, and lack of rigor has touched the blasphemy.

But the main god of the transcendent ritual ultimately points to the Heavenly Venerable, the upper dimension.

The seal is not important, what matters is the person who stamped it.

Excess is over

Luo Feng prepares to start destroying the corpse...... Ahem, began to overtake the remains.

Silently raised, a fire.

"Don't, don't ......"

Half of the old man shouted weakly

"Two fellow Daoists, let me explain my last words."

Looking at Ming Lao Dao, whose face was covered with blood and half dead, a sad feeling of a rabbit and a dead fox came to his heart.

"A man is dying, and his words are good."

Jing Lao Wei said in a deep voice: "Let him finish, he is hopeless." ”

Luo Feng thought about it and nodded: "Say it"

Put down the firewood and dig a pit on the side of Ming Lao Road,

A wry smile appeared on the old face of Ming Lao Dao, what is going on, he is dying, but he is not dead, as for being in such a hurry?!

"After I die, I will hand over the spirit stone treasures to two Taoist friends."

"I came from a large sect, but the battle of the great sect is also ferocious, and it is not enough to kill people in scattered cultivation, but it is ...... in the sect The senior brothers in the sect really can't believe it. ”

Ming Laodao took a breath and said intermittently: "The only thing I can't let go of is a granddaughter in the family, no longer in the sect, but in Beiyu City, South County, Xiyuan." ”

"Don't lead her into the Tao, give her some worldly money, and let her be a rich girl."

As Jing Lao Wei said, people are dying and their words are good, and Ming Lao Dao frankly handed over a body of wealth, avoided greed, and no longer let people snoop.

All that is sought is a little worldly wealth.

It's a wise choice, and there are giveaways and takeaways.

Jing Laowei's eyes became gentle, and he said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist for many years, this request should be done by this seat." ”

"Ming Daoyou, you can go with peace of mind."

Ming Lao Dao struggled to look at Luo Feng, Luo Feng put down the movements in his hand, and said indifferently: "Listen to Jing Daoyou." ”

"Good!"

Ming Laodao nodded heavily, put down the last thing in his heart, and fell down with a thud, his eyes gradually closed.

Life is like a marquee emerging from front of your eyes.

In the end, it was fixed at the beginning, before he entered the big sect, he was a farmer.

"Actually, I'm also an ant who wants to fly."

Ming Laodao let out a breath and laughed at himself: "If you have never seen the sky." ”

The gas disappears, and the person falls.

Jing Lao Wei stepped forward, sorted out Ming Laodao's clothes, and said with emotion: "He is a hero. ”

"Yes, Yingjie." Luo Feng echoed

"He's a good elder." Old Monster Jing shook his head and said

"Well, good elder." Luo Feng echoed

"It's a tragedy."

"Well, tragedy"

……

The Ming Lao Road was buried, and a wordless monument was erected.

Jing Lao Wei sighed and said, "If it is outside, there will be many Daoists who will come to attend the funeral of Ming Daoyou. ”

"Hmm."

Luo Feng nodded in disbelief: "By the way, I'm sure he's really dead." ”

Jing Lao Wei thought about it, it was indeed the case.

"Jing Daoyou, do we still want to continue to explore the secret realm?"

Luo Feng asked

"No!"

Jing Laowei's expression changed, this time it was too evil, the person who came died and died, and he was left with a newcomer.

As they continued to explore, the old monster Jing was worried that they would be wiped out here.

"Su Daoyou, we'll see you in ten years!"

Outside the secret realm, Jing Lao Wei hugged his fists

"Goodbye."

Luo Feng was a little regretful, but he also hugged his fists and saluted.

The first time I opened a dungeon, I didn't win any achievements, which is a pity.

"Come to think of it, I'm still a little unwilling."

Luo Feng sighed, then turned around and stepped into the secret realm again.

This time, alone, not looking for treasure, but walking to the grave of Ming Lao Dao.

The tomb is desolate, and only an empty monument stands.

Luo Feng was not in a hurry, not in a hurry, not in a hurry, sitting under the stele, eating the wild fruits picked casually, taking out the melon seeds from the Qiankun bag.

One minute, one hour, two hours......

Time passes slowly.

Three hours later, a crack opened in the ground.

Ming Lao Dao, who was dressed in purple and carrying a vermilion bird pattern, jumped out of it, and two nirvana fires circled in his eyes.

"Big Dream ......"

Ming Lao Dao just missed two lines of poetry to express his feelings.

When he saw Luo Feng, he suddenly got stuck.

"Who are you?"

Ming Lao Dao said coldly

"Who are you?"

Luo Feng asked rhetorically

"Who am I?"

Ming Lao Dao pondered for a while, and laughed: "The old man Vermilion Bird is the lord of the Vermilion Bird Country!" The Lord of the Suzaku Star! ”

"Nope."

"You're not."

"You are not the fourteenth generation of Suzaku, you are his junior brother Skylark."

Luo Feng said slowly

The lark's expression changed, and the majestic aura of the middle stage of the victory swept through the sky, and asked, "Who are you?!" ”

"Who the hell are you?"

Luo Feng smiled slightly: "I'm just a third-layer condensation cultivator passing by. ”

Three layers of condensation, deceitful ghosts!

Skylark's eyes were blazing, looking at Luo Feng, he didn't believe anything this person said.

He had to figure out who was scheming him.

"Are you worth my calculations?"

Luo Feng said leisurely

"Me?"

Skylark laughed angrily, how many years have someone said this kind of thing to him, his identity is the top monk, the junior disciple of Vermilion Bird, and the ten-leaf spell master...... Any one taken out is earth-shattering.

In Vermilion Bird Star, even if he is not the master, he is not far away.

"The first step of cultivation is to condense qi, build a foundation, form a pill, form a baby, transform into a god, become an infant, and win the championship, you are already at the peak."

"But is there only the first step in practice?"

"Yin Void, Yang Reality, Voyeur Nirvana, Pure Nirvana, Broken Nirvana, the Five Decays of Heaven and Man, the third step: Emptiness, Ethereal, Ethereal, Emptiness."

"And the legendary fourth step, how vast the world is."

Luo Feng said slowly

fell into the eyes of the lark, but it was extremely mysterious, and even caused him to be frightened!

What kind of people, what kind of information.

Even if a mortal knows about the cultivation realm, he has heard of Jindan Yuanying at most.

An ordinary cultivator can only see the Transformation God at most in his lifetime.

And he, the lark, won the great monk, is naturally no stranger to yin and yang, and this is his next road.

Voyeurism, Purity, Shattering, Heaven and Man, I have also heard of it, and there is such a power in the alliance.

However, what kind of realm is emptiness, ethereal, ethereal, ethereal, and ethereal, and what kind of realm is the fourth step.

Practitioners have a special sense of the realm, which is an innate instinct.

This third-layer condensing monk in front of him is not lying!