Wang Gutou suddenly looked up at the sky, and after beating the drum with a blank face, he staggered back. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The man on the hundred cliffs smiled bitterly: "Yes, it's him." ”

The four of them slowly fell to the ground and followed Wang Gutou all the way, this guy walked very slowly, as if he couldn't walk, and his weak body seemed to be blown down by a gust of wind.

No matter how Mi Xiaojing looks, this Wang Gutou is an ordinary person, and he is also the weakest mortal, he can't see a trace of cultivation on his body, he can't see the slightest flaw in his walking or expression, he can't believe that this person will be a golden immortal!

Wang Weijun rubbed his eyes in disbelief, this person is a golden immortal?

Luo Jiu kept shaking his head and said, "If it weren't for Brother Baiya, I really wouldn't have seen it...... It's amazing!"

There were also people on the road who greeted them: "Wang Gutou, I put a pot of water chestnuts in your yard and a bag of rice ......"

Wang Gutou hunched his back, figure-eight legs, and he said repeatedly: "Oh, I'm sorry for you, little brother, thank you!"

"No thanks, no thanks...... Wang Gutou, you walk slowly, be careful of falling......"

The four of them were not far away, and they were stunned to see this scene.

Greeting all the way, Wang Gutou returned to the thatched house, his house had a small courtyard, which was made of adobe, and it looked like it was very old, and under the erosion of wind and rain, there were cracks everywhere, and it seemed that a big wind could blow down the courtyard wall.

The door of the courtyard was two broken wooden planks, and the sound of pushing it open was particularly loud, and Wang Gutou did not close the courtyard door after entering, and the people of Baiya followed the three people in.

Then the king said, "Come in and close the door......

Wang Weijun became an errand runner very sadly, he obediently stepped forward to close the door, but although he was an errand runner, he was still willing, who wanted to come and see.

Wang Gutou stood in front of the broken grass house, quietly looking at the people on the hundred cliffs, while Mi Xiaojing was carefully observing on the side.

This man was dressed in a gray robe, washed and white, with a hemp rope tied around his waist, his hair was completely white, his face was wrinkled and vicissitudes, he bent over, one hand held the door frame of the broken grass house, it felt like a mortal old man, inconspicuous, and could not see the slightest special place.

Wang Gutou has always lowered his eyelids, and only then did he slowly raise it, and at this moment, Mi Xiaojing suddenly felt that something was wrong, this person's eyes were extremely bright, and they were not the eyes that ordinary elderly people should have.

The man on the hundred cliffs smiled: "Okay, don't hide it anymore. ”

Wang Gutou's waist straightened up a little bit, and his head slowly rose, and he heard a slight crackling sound from his bones, and his original figure-eight legs gradually straightened, and even his height was instantly raised.

A majestic aura was revealed, and at the same time, his hair began to gradually turn black, the wrinkles on his face quickly decreased, and his whole person was constantly changing.

The swarthy hands also turned white, the flesh on the neck quickly bulged, and the originally skinny neck turned into the skin and blood of a young man.

In just ten seconds, he has completely become another person, although he is still the shabby gray robe, but his momentum and temperament have completely changed.

Wang Gutou didn't speak, but pulled his hands out of thin air, and a light door suddenly appeared, and he said, "Follow me." ”

Mi Xiaojing recognized at a glance that this was one of the means to enter and exit the blessed land, and this person actually carried the blessed land!

The man on the hundred cliffs said: "Let's go, let's go to his Phantom Blessed Land to have a look, this is a famous blessed land." ”

The four of them followed Wang Gutou into the light gate, and the courtyard instantly returned to calm, as if nothing had happened just now.

Phantom Blessed Land!

Mi Xiaojing himself has a blessed land, but he doesn't dare to tell others at all, but as Wang Gutou Jin Xian, he naturally doesn't have to be so timid, and generously invites others to enter the blessed land, this is an affirmation of his own strength, with his strength, almost no one can snatch the blessed land.

Phantom Blessed Land, the area is smaller than the trapped blessed land of Mi Xiaojing, and it is a blessed land that cannot grow, how big it is at the beginning, and how big it is later, unlike the Trapped Blessed Land that can grow with the help of the Trap Wood, even if it can only grow a little bit every year, but it is indeed growing continuously.

If Mi Xiaojing did not get the Trap Blessed Land, then maybe after hundreds of millions of years, this Trap Blessed Land will grow into a very small world, if no one has discovered it, with the growth of time, it can one day grow into a real small world.

At that time, it was not called the Trap Blessed Land, but the Trap Void Realm, of course, this kind of thing is almost impossible to achieve, hundreds of millions of years is too far away, and any accident in the process of growing up may destroy this blessed land.

After Mi Xiaojing entered the Phantom Lan Blessed Land, he saw a Buddha statue at first sight, and stood not far away, this Buddha statue is very peculiar, there are countless arms on the back, and each arm has a Buddha seal.

His divine sense swept over, and he instantly understood that there were a total of three hundred and sixty arms here, corresponding to a total of three hundred and sixty Buddha seals!

Mi Xiaojing reacted immediately and said in surprise: "This is the blessed land of the Buddha Sect?"

Wang Gutou showed a look of surprise and said, "You also know this? Yes, this is the blessed land of the Buddha Sect, which I got by chance...... Buddhism's understanding of time and space is indeed better than ours. ”

Mi Xiaojing came to the Buddha statue, bowed and bowed, and then sat down cross-legged, he stared at the Buddha seal on the three hundred and sixty arms, although he didn't know what this Buddha seal was for, but instinctively began to learn.

Wang Gutou was surprised: "Hey, he's actually studying?"

In his eyes, of course, he knew that Mi Xiaojing was an ancient immortal, although it was only the lowest level, but a Gu immortal was a Gu immortal, and he actually went to learn the things of Buddhism for the first time?

As for the others, Wang Gutou also saw through it at a glance, the person on the hundred cliffs was his old friend, and he was very clear about why he was cultivating, and he was half a catty or eight taels, and the gap was not obvious, and Luo Jiu's cultivation was weaker than him, but he was also a more powerful figure among the immortals, and he didn't bother to put on the shelf of his predecessors.

The rest of Wang Weijun, Wang Gutou directly ignored it, in the eyes of immortals, scattered immortals have always been ignored, especially high-level immortals like him.

Everyone was not in a hurry, just stood aside and waited, Luo Jiu was a little curious: "This can't be snatched from the Buddha Sect, right?"

Wang Gutou said: "No, this is a Buddhist master gave it to me, I saved that person at the beginning...... However, after giving me this Phantom Blessed Land, he never appeared again, and it is said that later the Buddha Sect migrated and left with the Buddha Sect. ”