was shouted by Tang Sanfu, and the black skeleton was frightened.

Looking at Tang Sanfu, in a pair of empty eyes, the beating soul fire revealed incomprehensible emotions.

At this time, Tang San's hands formed handprints, and a slight sweat was already oozing from the bright head.

Seeing the black skeleton looking at him in confusion, he immediately shouted angrily, "Help! ”

The black skeleton's jaw moved, and it nodded, and the two black skeleton claws raised and drew a mysterious rune.

The rune was formed, and the black skeleton was a little, and it instantly fused with the mark made by Tang San's burial, and landed on the ginseng fruit tree.

The next moment the mark fell on the ginseng fruit tree, the body of the ginseng fruit tree trembled, and a wail rang out from the tree.

The next moment, a wisp of remnant spirit flew out of the book upside down and was held in Tang San's hand.

Regardless of the struggle of the remnant spirit, Tang San's eyes were firmly fixed on the ginseng fruit tree, as if waiting for a miracle.

Thankfully, this miracle was not late.

Soon after the remnant soul fell into Tang San's burial palm, the green light on the ginseng fruit tree surged.

The next moment, a warm figure walked out of it, and from the appearance, it seemed to be no different from the previous Zhen Yuanzi.

But the depth in his eyes and the momentum around him all told Tang San's funeral..... The person in front of him should be the real Zhen Yuanzi.

"The big dream has lasted for thousands of years, and the return is already a mulberry field.

Yuanzi of Poor Dao Town, thank you for your rescue. ”

Zhen Yuanzi bowed his hand to Tang San's funeral and bowed deeply.

Tang Sanfu accepted it calmly, waving his hand as if he didn't care.

"Great immortals don't have to be so polite, poor monks have always been happy to help others, and they never want to reciprocate their kindness.

If the great immortal has to be grateful, this ginseng fruit will give the poor monk one hundred and eighty. ”

Zhen Yuanzi: "......." is special, what a kindness is not reciprocated, this is really special to help others.

It's just that, compared to kindness, even 200 ginseng fruits are nothing.

After all, he or, the ginseng fruit can be harvested one by one, and he is gone, what is the point of the ginseng fruit?

Immediately, Zhen Yuanzi gave up again.

"Let the Taoist friends smile, since the period of heavenly change, there are only eighty ginseng fruits left on the tree.

If the Taoist friends do not give up, these fruits on the tree will be given to the Taoist friends. ”

Tang Sanfu immediately nodded with a smile, "Don't dislike it!" Don't dislike! ”

Zhen Yuanzi smiled, and with a wave of his hand, eighty fruits on the tree fell one after another, and they were collected by Zhen Yuanzi's sleeves and handed to Tang San for burial.

Tang Sanfu took the eighty ginseng fruits without pretentiousness, and his face was already crooked with a smile on his face.

Ginseng fruit, the real ginseng fruit from the ginseng fruit tree of the innate spiritual root.

This fruit blooms once in 30,000 years, bears fruit once in 60,000 years, matures in 90,000 years, and only bears 9981 fruits in one stubble.

Each fruit contains a different law of heaven and earth, and each fruit contains the spiritual power of the Da Luo Jin Immortal level.

Ordinary people eat one, as long as they don't explode and die, theoretically speaking, even if they are mortals, they can become Da Luo Jin Immortal in one step.

Of course, if a mortal eats this fruit, it is 100% impossible to escape the fate of exploding and dying.

Happily accepting the eighty fruits, Tang Sanfu looked back at the black skeleton.

"Tsk, seeing that you are good at making people and efforts, and you are not easy to toss, let's give you some benefits."

Tang Sanfu raised his hand and threw it at the black skeleton.

Lose you rem!

Brush.

The remnants of the soul that he had previously grasped in the palm of his hand and struggled fell into the hands of the black skeleton.

The remnant seemed to have a premonition of its fate, and struggled violently in the hands of the black skeleton.

It's just that the soul fire flashed in the eyes of the black skeleton, and the black skeleton seemed to have encountered a little wolf dog of a tiger, and immediately trembled, and did not dare to resist at all.

As soon as the skull's black cloak was raised, the remnant soul disappeared from his hand, and he disappeared, and Tang San's eyes lit up.

Facing Tang Sanfu's naked gaze, the black skeleton subconsciously took a step back.

MMP, you're not just a man, you're a skeleton!

Fortunately, Tang San's next sentence made him breathe a sigh of relief.

"You cloak, it's funny.

I'm curious about what secrets are in your cloak. ”

Hearing that Tang San's burial was not a peek at his own flesh..... His own bones, the black skeleton breathed a sigh of relief, and then after reacting, the whole person even took a few steps back, and almost retreated to the cabin.

MMP, this bastard monk has his eye on his cloak, this is the guy who eats.

It's worse than prying into his bones.

"It's here, if there's nothing to do, I'll go back first.

This time I went deep into the chaos, and I was seriously injured and needed to recuperate, so it's best not to call me for anything in the future, and don't look for me if there's anything going on. ”

As he spoke, without waiting for Tang Sanfu to respond, the black skeleton drove the boat and disappeared in an instant as if fleeing for his life.

The endless river of blood also disappeared from heaven and earth after the black skeleton's back disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

Seeing the black skeleton leave, Zhen Yuanzi looked at Tang Sanfu with admiration.

"That remnant soul is the embodiment of the will of the world, which contains several laws that make the poor Dao heartbeat, if it can be refined, it will be of great help to the poor Dao to impact the Mixed Yuan Golden Immortal Barrier, and the Daoist friends will give it away like this.

This kind of mind, this kind of courage, really makes the poor Dao admire and fascination. ”

Tang San's funeral: "........"

"Shenma? You say that the remnant soul can refine the laws inside? ”

Tang San's burial collapsed three feet high, and he looked at Zhen Yuanzi with tears in his eyes, "You are special...... Why didn't you say it earlier? ”

Zhen Yuanzi: "...... I saw that the Taoist friend gave it so generously, and I thought that the Taoist friend had already known about it, didn't the Taoist friend know? ? ? ”

Tang San's burial: "......."

What does he know? He was born in a wild way, and his master taught him all kinds of strange skills, but he never had a word of truth in his mouth.

If only he could know, a fool would give that kind of thing away, right?

I don't know if it's useful to me, but I still have three apprentices.

The second senior brother was not in a hurry, so he said that his great sage, this is the Great Luo Golden Immortal, if he can refine those laws, the ghost knows if he can enter the Mixed Yuan Scattered Immortal and become a quasi-saint in the early stage!

Thinking of this, and then thinking of the wisp of remnant soul that he sent out without hesitation, Tang Sanfu couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

It's distressing!

No wonder the bastard skeleton was grinning when he left, it was a good thing.

No, the next time we meet, we must slaughter it fiercely, so that Ya knows what it means to be an iron rooster that does not pull out a hair.

Secretly annoyed in his heart, Tang Sanfu looked up at Zhen Yuanzi.

"You may not believe it when you say it, don't say those secrets of cultivation.

So far, what is the state of the poor monks...... I don't even know. ”

Zhen Yuanzi: "......."

Looking at Zhen Yuanzi's expression, although the mind reading technique was not full, Tang Sanyu still understood the thoughts in the other party's heart.

"What the hell are you..... Aren't you kidding me? ”

However, Tang Sanbury really didn't tease him, to be honest, he really didn't know what kind of realm he was now.

Zhen Yuanzi looked at Tang Sanzang's serious expression, and his expression began to become a little dignified.

After watching it for a long time, Zhen Yuanzi couldn't help but shake his head helplessly.

"I'm sorry, but the poor Dao can't see through what kind of realm the Taoist is.

Before the heavenly change, the poor Dao had just broken through the barrier of the Mixed Yuan Scattered Immortals and broken into the realm of the Mixed Yuan True Immortals, and he couldn't see through the realm of Daoyou before, so he thought that Daoyou should be the Mixed Yuan Golden Immortal, or even the Mixed Yuan Daluo Golden Immortal who had already proven the Mixed Yuan Dao Fruit.

But now that I look closely, although I can't see through whether Daoyou is suitable for cultivation, I haven't sensed such a terrifying momentum from Daoyou.

Odd..... It's weird. ”

Zhen Yuanzi shook his head as he spoke, as if he had encountered ten major problems since the beginning of the world.

Tang Sanfu also shook his head and sighed helplessly.

My own unreliable master.

However, despite being helpless, after sixteen years, Tang Sanfu, who had long been accustomed to knowing nothing about his own strength, had already been able to adjust his mentality at any time.

Shaking his head and putting the unhappiness in his heart behind, in order not to let himself be distressed by the loss of good things without knowing the goods, Tang Sanfu revealed this topic.

"What Daoyou said before is changing..... I don't know what happened? ”

Hearing this, Zhen Yuanzi's face changed, and he subconsciously looked up at the sky, and saw that there was no change, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

After thinking about it, Zhen Yuanzi organized the language.

"About the changes in the sky, the poor road is also limited in knowledge.

I only remember one day, Poor Dao was taking care of the ginseng fruit tree in Wuzhuang Temple, and suddenly an irresistible force came, and Shengsheng stripped Poor Dao from the Three Realms.

Poor Dao watched himself and the ginseng fruit tree being stripped away, and watched a ginseng fruit tree and a person with the same soul fluctuations as Poor Dao, and even the same thinking and acting style, being born from the ginseng fruit tree.

Then, that tree and that person replaced the poor road and became the Zhen Yuanzi in the Three Realms.

Poor Dao wandered outside the Three Realms, and one day suddenly lost consciousness, and when he woke up again, he was already in a small barren world.

There, even the consciousness of the poor road was suppressed, and he was in a state of confusion, only remembering that there were not only poor ways in that small world, but also many other existences.

But that small world is obviously full of innate aura, but it seems to be a dead land.

Even if the poor road is there, it has begun to gradually die out over the years, and many of them have completely disappeared.

It's a pity that the memories of that place are blurry, and it is impossible to construct a complete memory at all.

But it was just that residual feeling, and Poor Dao felt that the small world should be called the tomb of the gods. ”

Tomb of the Gods?

Tang San's burial repeats these four words, the tomb of the gods, the burial soil of heaven and earth?

Nodding, Tang Sanfu said that he knew.

"Divine Tomb, I remember that Master once told a story about the Divine Tomb to the poor monks."

Zhen Yuanzi was stunned for a moment, and looked at Tang San's burial fixedly, as if he was thinking..... Everyone takes heaven and earth as their teacher, and they have been mixed up until today, you guy actually rebelled, when did you have a master.

It's just that although Tang Sanfu was labeled as a traitor to the revolution in his heart, Zhen Yuanzi couldn't help but be curious.

"I want to hear about it."

Seeing Zhen Yuanzi's serious expression, Tang Sanyu shook his head and smiled, "That story has nothing to do with our Three Realms.

It is said that in a certain vast world, the Heavenly Dao has a self-consciousness.

Maybe it's to make yourself stronger, maybe it's to get out of it, the Heavenly Dao launches the destruction of the world again and again, like planting leeks, harvesting all souls and strengthening itself......."

Although Tang Sanfu said that the story had nothing to do with this world, Zhen Yuanzi still couldn't help but have associations.

This thought made his face turn pale in an instant.

"Fellow Daoist, you say, will our Heavenly Dao also ......?"