Subconsciously, everyone looked in the direction where the voice came from.

From a distance, I saw a thousand miles away wearing an ill-fitting Taoist robe, with a bun tied on his head at random, fixed with a crooked wooden hairpin, and two shoes that were obviously not the same pair under his feet, and the old Taoist priest with crane hair and childish face came from a distance.

The Taoist priest was outside Bai Kai at the beginning, and the next moment when everyone looked at him, he had already crossed most of the distance.

In the blink of an eye, there was no movement, and the old way had already arrived in front of everyone's eyes.

"You ......"

Looking at this old Taoist who was unidentified, couldn't see through cultivation, and felt that he seemed to be very powerful, the Great Sage's eyes were guarded, and he held the golden hoop stick tightly in his hand.

However......

"Oh, my hard-working apprentice, why did you die like this!"

Without waiting for the Great Sage to finish his sentence, the old Taoist priest's figure appeared so abruptly on the edge of the soft collapse of the golden silk, sitting on the edge of the soft collapse, the old Taoist priest held Tang San's tender face, and cried sadly while rubbing it fiercely.

That cry, if there is a little sadness on his face, if half a tear falls from his eyes, the great sage thinks...... He almost believed him, and he was so sad.

However, Lao Dao didn't care about other people's reactions.

Holding Tang San's face as if no one was around, Lao Dao continued to cry.

"Apprentice, you are less than a year old, and the teacher snatched you from Wang Ba's mouth by the river.

For eighteen years in a row, I fed you a handful of and urine for the teacher, and pointed to you to send you to the end of the old age for the teacher.

How can you say it's gone.

If you are like this, don't you let the white-haired person who is the teacher send the black-haired person..... I didn't send anyone! ”

After finishing speaking, the black hair looked at Tang San's big bald head, and the old Taoist priest seemed to think that it was inappropriate to say this, so he temporarily changed his words.

Great Sage: "......."

Second Senior Brother: "......."

Bodhisattvas: "........"

You're old, can you wait and cry again?

You came here so suddenly, we were a little caught off guard.

And, are you sad or happy?

Why are you crying so badly, why do you still have an uncontrollable smile on your face?

Just by looking at the expression, people who don't know think that your apprentice is very happy that you died.

And also.......

Isn't Tang Sanfu a monk? How could Master be a Taoist? Aren't you a fake Taoist?

As for his identity as a fake Taoist priest, Su Luo, who had no idea, was still holding Tang San's funeral in the name of mourning, which was actually an inspection.

After carefully inspecting the changes, he found that his apprentice was not chopped off by the stupid Dutian God Thunder, not even a single hair or dead skin was chopped off, but after being killed by the internal injuries of the split, Su Luo let out a long breath.

OK! OK!

Although he is dead, at least he has not lost any hair, dead skin, etc.

In case the Heavenly God Thunder didn't have a long eye and chopped his apprentice to death, and at the same time destroyed this treasure body that I don't know how many elixirs I knocked him in, and how many immortal fruit spirit roots he ate before a drop of blood fed could make people immortal, then he would lose a lot this time.

After all, although he succeeded in drawing out the will of the world, this time the other party was almost intimidated, and his harvest could not catch up with the effort to create Tang San's burial body.

Now that he saw that he had not lost money, Su Luo was relieved.

After being reassured, Su Luo let go of Tang San's burial' and stood up from the side of the bed.

"I don't believe it, the apprentice who has been raised by the poor Dao for eighteen years, how can he say that he is gone.

How can such a thing as a white-haired person sending a person to a poor person fall on the poor road.

Poor apprentice, how can you let the heavens take it away. ”

Muttering in his mouth, the aura on the old Taoist priest's body suddenly changed.

At that moment, even the Taoist decorations that he casually matched on his body because he was afraid that he would not have time to hurry after returning from chaos could not hide the immortal wind Dao bones on his body.

Wearing an ill-fitting robe, Su Luo slowly raised his head, squinting at the sky at a forty-five degree angle, with an indescribable domineering and free and easy demeanor.

With white hair fluttering in the wind, the old Taoist priest slowly raised his hands and crossed the mysterious trajectory on his chest, as if he was performing some kind of secret method against the sky.

And then......

After forming seven seven and forty-nine handprints, the movements of the old Taoist priest's hands paused slightly.

At that moment, whether it was the three major bodhisattvas, the three apprentices, or the Holy Mother of Lishan, they all subconsciously held their breath and stared closely at the old Taoist priest, wanting to see what kind of secret method he had performed.

However.......

The spell didn't wait, but they waited for the old Taoist priest to mutter.

"What do you do with the handprints below?"

"Poof!"

At that moment, seven blood-vomiting sounds rang out in unison.

While vomiting blood, several people saw the old Taoist priest shake his head and stop the action of sealing.

waved his hand, which had just been tired, and was a little sore, put down his left hand, raised his right hand and pointed to the void, and gently spit out four words in his mouth-

"Three ways. Lethe! ”

Swish!

In the next moment, a river connecting the two worlds of yin and yang emerged from the void, with no origin in sight and no end in sight.

There are endless dry bones in the river, and there are undead on the surface of the river who are constantly sighing and wailing, and when they surface, they are torn into the water by other undead spirits, biting and eating.

Even the bodhisattvas who are accustomed to seeing big scenes can't help but be slightly shocked.

This river looks like the Lethe River of the underworld.

It's just that, as a bodhisattva, who has never seen Lethe, the Lethe in the underworld, there is absolutely no such horror.

Even they felt that even with their current Taiyi and Da Luo's cultivation, they would not be able to escape the fate of death if they fell into this river.

And such a river was gently summoned to the sky by the four words of this old Taoist priest who looked like a fake Taoist priest.

Who is this old Taoist priest?

So terrifying, why didn't the Three Realms seem to have heard of his reputation? 、

Wait...... Wait!

The three bodhisattvas glanced at each other, and a legend sounded in their minds.

Twenty years ago, the Buddha was knocked on a sticky by a Taoist priest of unknown origin and robbed the twelve golden lotus.

Twenty years ago, Zhenyuan Daxian was holding a ginseng fruit meeting in Wuzhuang Temple, and was hit in the back of the head by a mango shoe that fell from the sky and fell into a coma, losing a seat of ginseng fruit.

Twenty years ago, Daozu Alchemy Eight Views Palace, nine hundred and eighty-one days did not come out, Dao Tong entered the alchemy room to look for his master, but saw his master with a big bag on the door of his head, the corners of his head were hideous, and he slept sweetly.

Twenty years ago......

Thinking of some legends that have only circulated in a small area and have never been believed, I saw this terrible Taoist priest in front of me who didn't know the origin of his identity but was powerful.

The three bodhisattvas glanced at each other and shook their heads in unison, with a look of secrecy on their faces.

The Buddha said: Don't say! Unspeakable!

It's going to be fatal!

Of course, that's not the point.

Just when the three great bodhisattvas were frightened by their own speculation and practiced the closed-mouth meditation, they saw that in the river left in the void above their heads, there was a black dot emerging from the invisible end.

The black shop spanned endless distances in an instant, slowly enlarging in the eyes of everyone.

When they arrived, everyone saw clearly, the ...... It turned out to be a small black boat that smelled of decay.

The canopy of the boat is broken, I don't know whether it has been damaged by external forces or rotted in the long river of time, giving people a depressing feeling of ruin and death.

The boat moved slowly from far to near, but in an instant, it came near.

Knowing that the hull of the ship was completely in everyone's eyes, a few people saw clearly that there was a person standing on the bow of this small boat.

No, it shouldn't be said to be people.

More precisely...... It should be a skeleton with a black sheen that exudes a black sheen even to the bones, revealing the smell of decay.

The skeleton was draped in a black cloak, and the cloak had gone through some rough years, giving people a sense of ruin that a gust of wind could turn it into flying ashes.

And draped over the black skeleton, the black cloak gives people the terrifying illusion that a corner of their clothes can bury them all.

No.....

That's not a delusion!

The three major bodhisattvas are the most powerful, and Guanyin Bodhisattva warns himself in his heart.

That feeling of facing death is definitely not an illusion.

This skeleton with a black ghost boat on the river suspected of Lethe was absolutely terrifying to her imagination.

Maybe you don't need a corner of your clothes, just a look, and the other party can completely wipe yourself out of this world.

It's just that......

It...... Who the hell is it?

Why has there never been a record of him in this world, and why was he summoned by this old Taoist priest?

"What do you call me?"

The black skeleton had hollow eye sockets and no eyeballs, and even Guanyin could see that even the soul fire had been extinguished.

And such an existence that could already be judged to be completely dead in the sense of the true spirit level, but appeared in front of her alive with a black ghost ship, and looked down at all of them, and slowly spit out four words.

So......

With such a powerful existence, what did this old Taoist priest who couldn't see the depth of what he was calling him to do? 、

Is it to ...... Dealing with such a terrifying demon Dacheng and begging him to save his apprentice, the monk who was lying on the bed with his soul gone?

It's just that...... Is this really possible? 、

In other words, such a terrifying existence that he had never heard of, if he wanted him to rescue Tang San's burial, what price would he need to pay?

Just when Guanyin was thinking and struggling in his heart, he saw that the old Taoist priest was facing the question of the black skeleton that was so powerful that perhaps the Buddha would be desperate in front of it, but he pursed his lips disdainfully.

No...... Disdain?

He...... How dare he? 、

In the face of such an existence that made people feel fear from the depths of his soul, how could he dare to show such disdain.

He..... Aren't you afraid of death?

However.......

What Guanyin didn't expect was that after pouting, the old Taoist priest slowly spoke.

More lofty, looking at the black skeleton in an almost commanding tone, in an almost overlooking manner.

"Give my apprentice back, I won't beat you."

ps: This should be today's second shift.,It's a little delayed today.,It took more than nine o'clock to start coding words.。

The next update,I'll try my best.,Start the code now.,But even if you can code it out, it's after zero.。