Chapter 2: The Deceased

"I see, thank you so much for helping me out······"

"One day in the outside world, one year in the cave······· The grace of more than 20,000 years of captivity, Yang, has always been remembered in my heart, and I dare not forget it for a day! ”

On the mountain road, a thin man with a medicine bag on his back slowly turned, with long hair scattered to his waist, dressed as a medicine farmer, and carrying a medicine hoe in his hand.

Seeing Lin Zhengyang and Xiao Tong, he grinned, revealing fifty-two teeth.

"It's not in vain that I waited here for half a year, and finally waited for the two Dao brothers, and heard such a past story, it's really a double happiness········"

"There is a saying that there are four joys in life, a long drought and a rainstorm, and a foreign land; The night of the candles in the cave room, when the title of the gold list is inscribed, is it a great joy to see the old man again today? ”

Zhou Yang smiled sarcastically.

It is true that it is a happy event to meet in a foreign country, but if it is a creditor, it is a different matter.

Although Lin Zhengyang didn't feel guilty, it was disgraceful after all, and he had to be silent when he was pointed out in front of him.

The boy was very hostile, and choked on the spot:

"Give me back the mirror, you fake!"

Zhou Yang looked at Xiao Tong and smiled:

"Who should I be, not my dead ghost father Zhou Yi's lackey? Why, I found a new master, and I couldn't catch up, barking at me, the old master, to show loyalty to the new master? ”

The little boy was so angry that his little face suddenly turned red, and he clenched his little fist and smashed it.

The sheer power alone set off a violent wind, but everything vanished before it could get close to him.

At the same time, Zhou Yang's face was slightly golden.

Lin Zhengyang keenly noticed this and asked in a deep voice:

"Golden Immortal?"

Zhou Yang said calmly:

"Yes, your conjecture has been fulfilled by me, and now I have cast an immortal immortal bone, and I am the first golden immortal in the world."

Jin Xian is an imaginary.

By casting immortal bones, the goal of immortality is achieved.

There is no mortal body of ordinary people that is incorruptible.

Even if the earth immortal who has attained the Tao for many years has a flawless body, no leakage of the three treasures, and the relics can not decay for thousands of years, it is not strong, and it can be burned with the same three-flavor fire.

The golden immortal is different, no matter what, it is immortal, once it embarks on the road of the golden immortal, its bones will not be burned or dissolved after death, and it will still be the same after thousands of blows, close to immortal.

Cultivators, on this path, will go through all kinds of tribulations, temper their essence and spirit repeatedly, and go through a series of terrible hellish tribulations, until they form an immortal bone, which is the Dao bone and the immortal body.

The first immortal bone was cast, and it was a real golden immortal.

At this time, there was no spirit and spirit, only fairy bones.

When the immortal bones grow, the mana of the Tao is refined.

Until the theoretical achievement of the Great Luo Jin Immortal, even if the era ends, the reopening of heaven and earth will not be able to damage a single ······ This is pure whimsy.

This path of immortality has never been walked through.

Because mortal cultivators have limited mana and limited time, and the immortal bones that can withstand the years and will not be wiped out will take too long to undergo transformation.

It's not cost-effective.

Isn't cultivation just trying to live an immortal life, and this immortality method that can't be done before the deadline comes can only be a pipe dream.

That's what Mayfly used to attract this "honest boy"?

"Zhou Yang, you are not my opponent."

Lin Zhengyang said sincerely.

"It's better to do this, you and I each take a step back, you return the mirror to him, I will release your true spirit to reincarnate, and I will do my best to help you achieve enlightenment in the next life."

"You and I can swear to Haotian, of course, if you have other requirements, you can also make them."

Zhou Yang smiled coldly and threw away all the medicine hoes and medicine sacs.

"I don't believe you anymore······· In the past six months, I have learned a lot of things in the world, and the faces of those unscrupulous and black-hearted businessmen who coax migrant workers are exactly the same as you are now! The same hypocrisy! ”

"If you want a mirror, it's very simple, bet against me, and if you win, I'll do it."

Lin Zhengyang frowned and looked at Xiao Tong.

The latter shook his head at him, signaling that the mirror was not here now.

Zhou Yang is the mirror, and the mirror is not there, which means that the one in front of him is just an out-of-body incarnation.

That's not a problem.

"Tell me first, how to gamble? What about bets? ”

Zhou Yang crossed his arms and said:

"It's not difficult, I've been fumbling a little bit of the use of mirrors recently, and I really didn't expect that I was actually a mirror······· It's far away, what this mirror can do, he just said. ”

Glancing at the child.

"Fake becomes true."

Lin Zhengyang replied.

"Yes, but do you really understand what those four words mean?"

"I don't understand, but after 20,000 years of enlightenment, I have found out one essence, that is, I can turn everything I think into reality."

Is that scary? That mirror is so powerful? Isn't that a wish come true?

Guessing Lin Zhengyang's thoughts, Zhou Yang snorted:

"Not what you think, anyway, you'll find out soon."

He added:

"I'll make a move, you'll know."

"What about the bet?"

"I set up the chessboard, and you will break it, but you can't play it yourself."

"When you find me, you win, and the agreed time is three thousand days in this world."

"Win me, and you'll get the mirror back; If you lose, it's yours in the mirror, but you have to promise me one condition—"

Speaking of this, Zhou Yang gritted his teeth and said:

"-Kill Zhou Yi for me!"

"Zhou Yi is dead, he has fallen into the ruins, and it is impossible to come out again, that is the sacred burial place of the Immortal Buddha."

For some reason, Lin Zhengyang blurted out, but when he thought about the past carefully, it was a blank.

Is there some secret involved?

How many secrets are there that I am not qualified to know now?

Lin Zhengyang felt a sense of urgency.

"No, you don't understand, that guy Zhou Yi is hiding deeper than you imagined, if you want to say who can fall into the ruins and not die, he is one of them."

The boy reminisced carefully.

“······ But all that is swallowed up in the ruins has never reappeared, so why do you think that a mortal can come and go as he pleases? ”

Lin Zhengyang didn't believe this.

"What if I said that the Temple of Creation once shuttled through the ruins?"

"Do you still think that the ruins are insurmountable?"

Zhou Yang suddenly revealed a secret.

"You must know that the Temple of Creation and Transformation, which first appeared in this heavenly world, appeared in the ruins."

"I am the mirror of the truth, and I have recorded that moment, the Temple of Creation survived the eternal void, leaped out of the darkness of the bottomless abyss, and then the brilliant white light pierced the already damaged temple·········"