Hiss!

Han Mo gasped, and the words of Xuan Zhen Daoist directly made a judgment.

The Old Man of the White Bone and the Emperor of Dongyue have both been to the abyss of the dead, one came back unharmed, and the other returned with injuries. You must know that Emperor Dongyue is one of the most vigorous gods in the world since ancient times.

He was compared to a cultivator.

What kind of person is the old man with white bones, who can reach the point where even the Emperor Dongyue is inferior.

Han Mo was curious, and he really wanted to see the dignity of the old man with his own eyes.

Xuanzhen Daoist poured a basin of cold water down, "Boy, don't think about seeing the old man with white bones." ”

"Why?"

"I'm also one of the four elders of Kongji Mountain, and I haven't even seen you, let alone you." Hearing this, Han Mo smiled, "That's not for sure, maybe because of my deep blessings, the old man of the white bones will personally look for me." ”

"Impossible."

"Why is that?" Xuan Zhen Daoist explained: "Your person in charge is Xiao Qingfeng, not anyone else. Let me tell you, no more than one hand has seen the true face of the old man with white bones. Xiao Qingfeng, Lian Yuncong, centenarians, they have seen, and there is another person you know. ”

"Who?"

Han Mo was stunned, "I don't know." ”

"You should know."

Han Mo rolled his eyes, "What are you fighting haha, tell me quickly." ”

"The head of the underworld."

"Emperor Xudu?!" Han Mo said in surprise, and after thinking about it, the Emperor Xudu was in charge of Yin Cao, and his magical powers were vast, and no matter how big the face of the old man with white bones was, he would not dare to fold the face of the Emperor Xudu.

Han Mo was not surprised by this, but that in addition to the Emperor Xudu, Cui Fujun and the others had never seen the old man with white bones.

It's really a long face for a monk in the world, since ancient times, who has this kind of face.

Ox X is bursting.

Since Xuanzhen Daoist said that the old man with white bones can compete with the generals, from the cultivation of the generals, he can also imagine the depth of the old man with white bones.

Han Mo said: "Senior, who is more powerful, the general or the Emperor Xudu?" ”

Xuanzhen Daoist was stunned, "How do I know, one is the most powerful of the four corpse kings, and the other is the lord of the underworld, and I can't beat anyone." ”

"Guess."

"Guess the fart, if you're full, even if they decide the winner, can you still interfere?" Listening to Xuan Zhendao's unkind words, Han Mo rolled his eyes unhappily, eager to press him to the ground and beat him fatly.

Xuanzhen Daoist said disdainfully: "Boy, don't think about dealing with me. I can't beat the generals, but the three of you are no match for me. ”

"Cut, dragged twenty-five or eighty-thousand. I tell you, one day, I will push you to the ground and beat you violently. Xuanzhen Daoist smiled: "I'm waiting for one day." ”

Han Mo looked up and looked around, and said: "The battle between the generals and the crocodile ancestor will definitely attract other high-ranking members of the Corpse King Sect, we will wait here, as long as the Sect Master of the Corpse King Sect appears, we will beat him up, and then run away." ”

Xuan Zhen Daoist raised his middle finger directly towards Han Mo.

Han Mo pursed his lips, he was so arrogant, and he was getting more and more unbeaten.

The battle between the crocodile ancestor and the generals became more and more intense, and the shock waves were one after another, and the horror was incomparable. Han Mo and the others were afraid of being affected, so they retreated some distance.

If you continue to fight like this, you don't know when you will be able to finish it.

It's also strange that the crocodile ancestor and the generals have all hit this kind of place, and they don't see the high-level of the Corpse King Sect coming out.

Do they have so much faith in their generals?

Suddenly, a cold wind blew, and everyone was startled and looked up. Dressed in a black cloak, he couldn't see his face, only two bone-like palms.

This person turned his head to look at Han Mo, Han Mo's heart tightened suddenly, and he didn't dare to come out. The body was shaking violently as if it had been electrocuted.

The little crocodile and the primeval giant spirit god stared at the visitor vigilantly, not daring to relax in the slightest.

"I'm coming!"

The hoarse voice sounded, Han Mo was stunned for a moment, and exclaimed, "Who are you?" ”

"Don't you want to see me?"

Han Mo was vaguely aware of a possibility, and the color of shock instantly filled his face, his heart fluttered wildly, and the black-robed person in front of him was...... It's the old man with white bones!

After listening to Xuanzhen Daoist's mention, Han Mo thought that he would have the opportunity to ask Xiao Qingfeng if he could introduce himself and let him meet the old man with white bones.

However, he didn't expect that the old man of the white bones suddenly came and appeared in front of him.

Han Mo swallowed violently and muttered, "Are you really an old man with white bones?!" ”

He nodded, and the black robe slipped off, revealing a black and white robe. Full of white hair, slightly fluttering beard, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, living like an old man in the world.

Han Mo felt that he was a bit like Zhang Sanfeng in the TV series......

Xuan Zhen Dao was embarrassed, and said earlier that there was no possibility at all. Who knew that the old man with white bones would appear in front of them alive, which was simply a slap in the face.

Although he was one of the four elders on Kongji Mountain, in front of the old man of the white bones, he didn't dare to hold it up at all, and he pressed people with his seniority.

Who knows what kind of amazing identity the old man of the white bones will have.

Han Mo said hesitantly: "Senior, what are you doing in the Corpse King Sect?" ”

The old man with white bones looked up at the air, "The old monk of the Ancient Buddha Temple found me and asked me to arrest the crocodile ancestor back." ”

"Ah......h

Han Mo was stunned, "How can you help the people of the Ancient Buddha Temple?" ”

The old man of the white bones said indifferently: "I am not the one who helps the ancient Buddha Temple, but the crocodile ancestor is too harmful to the two worlds of yin and yang. The catastrophe has erupted from the Void Realm, and it cannot be resolved, only a little can be stopped. In a year at most, the catastrophe will affect the yin and yang worlds. ”

"But it has nothing to do with the crocodile ancestor."

"The Crocodile Ancestor is a 10,000-year-old demon, once he escapes from the Metaverse, it is likely that the catastrophe will come early. This is the last thing I want to see even the hell bosses. ”

The old man said: "I know you don't like the monks of the ancient Buddhist temple, in fact, I don't like those bald donkeys either. Hiding in troubled times, going down the mountain in prosperous times, is inferior to us cultivators. However, I only came to capture the Crocodile Ancestor to prevent the catastrophe from coming. ”

Although Han Mo was unhappy in his heart, he had no ability to reverse the current situation, so he could only choose to accept it. Han Mo sighed, looked at the White Bone Daoist and said, "Senior, you don't have to care about my thoughts at all. I'm just a kid, and I can't do that. ”

The White Bone Daoist sneered speechlessly, "Why do you say such angry things. ”

Han Mo chuckled, "What I said was angry, and it was the truth. Now that I have lost all my cultivation, what ability do I have? ”

"The boat is naturally straight to the bridge, and some things need chance, and they can't be forced." Bai Gudao said: "Little guy, I advise you, don't try to kill three corpses. That's not the way to go......"

"Why?"

"A few days ago, Xiao Qingfeng and I made a divination for you." Han Mo asked, "What hexagram?" ”

"In two sentences, the three thousand avenues are found alone, and the human soul is the first to be robbed."

Three thousand avenues are looking for it alone, and the human soul is the beginning of the murder?

Han Mo repeated it in a low voice, not understanding the meaning of these two sentences. He looked up at the old man with white bones, and the old man smiled gently, "Go and realize it yourself." ”

"Okay."

The old man with white bones said: "Three thousand avenues are found alone, the human soul is robbed, butterflies wear flowers without taking pictures, and the five elements of yin and yang become self-evident......"

Han Mo looked at the Xuanzhen Daoist, and the Xuanzhen Daoist shrugged his shoulders with an expression that I didn't know. Han Mo sighed, it was really embarrassing for him to have such a problem at this time.

He didn't know what these four proverbs meant, so he could only comprehend them slowly.

Xuanzhen Taoist said: "Boy, let's understand it." The meaning of proverbs can only be understood but not spoken. Only if you realize it yourself can it help you. ”

Han Mo nodded, "I understand." ”

"Yes, it's good to understand. So, don't expect others to help you, and when you truly comprehend these four proverbs, you may be able to gain the power of the spirit womb and become a true guru. Xuan Zhen Taoist said.

Han Mo smiled bitterly, "How can it be so easy." ”

(End of chapter)