"Master, why did you go to the underworld?" After returning to the yang world, the dragon descended and asked. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Where did you get so much nonsense, hurry up and save that beggar." Ding Lin said.

"Yes, Master." The dragon answered and ran away.

The ghost rakshasa is not an idiot, he does not dare to come to the yang world easily, he himself understands that without that scepter, he will also be unlucky to come to the yang world, his strength is greatly suppressed in the yang world, and the gods can easily subdue him, although he may not be able to kill him, but he is not willing to do such a dangerous thing.

Ding Lin also knew the thoughts of the ghost rakshasa very well, knowing that the ghost rakshasa had existed for so many years, it was impossible to be a real fool, otherwise he would not have chosen the time when the yang qi was weakest on the night of the lunar eclipse to come to the yang world.

"Master, do you think he can still be saved?" The descending dragon said, hugging the corpse of the big seed.

"It shouldn't be a big problem, it's not more than twelve hours, I'll try it first." To be honest, Ding Lin couldn't stand it a little, he was just disgusting and disgusting, and he was disgusted when he got home, and it was uncomfortable to watch.

It is not a simple thing to let the ghost of the dead return to the body, it is necessary to open the altar to do a French style, and such a French style is not so easy to do, there is a folk saying that it is easy to invite the gods and send the gods, but it is even more difficult to make people die and resurrect.

I don't have much confidence in such a French Ding Lin, because I have never done it before, and I don't know if it will succeed.

"Master, what are you doing here?" The dragon descended and looked at Ding Lin with some puzzlement and asked.

"The practice of opening the altar allows his soul to return to his body, and the injuries on his body are so serious, he must recover first, otherwise he will not be able to resurrect even if his soul returns to his body." Ding Lin said.

"Actually, Master, it's not that troublesome, as long as the injuries on his body are healed, just stuff his soul into it." Descending Dragon said.

"Since you have a way, why don't you say it sooner and watch the joke?" Ding Lin waited for the dragon to descend and said.

Because he was used to the stupidity of descending the dragon, he almost forgot that the descending dragon had recovered the memory of his previous life, as a dragon-descending arhat, there was naturally a simple and direct method, which Ding Lin couldn't compare to now.

"I want you to see, how can the wounds on his body be treated, how can such a serious injury be resurrected?" Descending Dragon said.

"His injury is really not easy to get, I can only say try, you must know that such a fatal injury, except for the immortals, it is difficult for ordinary people to save, and I am not sure, but at least it can bring him back to life, even if he is seriously injured, but at least he is alive." Ding Lin said.

"Master, don't worry, as long as he can survive, the injury can be treated slowly, it's okay, I'm afraid he won't survive." Descending Dragon said very confidently.

"In this case, it's much simpler, you don't need to do it, you can just heal the wound, but can you?" Ding Lin was still a little uneasy about descending the dragon, because the descending dragon now had no mana at all, and resurrecting the great species was not so simple.

"Okay, of course, it's not like I haven't done it before," the dragon said.

"That was when you were an Arhat, but now that you're a mortal, are you sure there's no problem?" Ding Lin still felt that the dragon descending was unreliable.

"That's right, it's better for Master to come, I'll just take a look, just take a look." The dragon descended and said embarrassedly, and now he also remembered that he was just a mortal and had no means of immortals.

After the altar is set, Ding Lin will use mana to heal the wounds of the big species, although the internal injuries are not so easy to heal, but the external injuries are healed, and the internal injuries can be slowly healed.

"I am honest and honest, and I am righteous and unashamed...... The soul returns to the ......" Ding Lin started the method according to the process, first summoning the soul, and then letting the soul return to the body, step by step in order.

The dragon descended and watched with interest from the side, this was the first time he had seen someone do the method, in the previous life, he had always been a monk, and he had never seen such a French style, so this time it was an eye-opener.

"Where am I?" Dazhong opened his eyes and looked blankly at his surroundings and said.

Da Chong still remembers that he was killed by Yuan Batian, and then went to the city of vain death, and then he was captured by an evil ghost, and the scene in the underworld is still vivid, and Da Chong has not come back to his senses yet.

"Dazhong, how are you feeling now?" Seeing that the Great Seed had woken up, the dragon asked.

"I feel like I'm fine now, but I feel like I've been beaten up, but, boss, I'm not dead, are you dead too?" Da Chong looked at the descending dragon and said blankly.

"Dead dead, dead what is dead, Lao Tzu is a god, how can he die?" The dragon descended and knocked the big seed on the head and said.

"Boss, don't hit me, I'm in pain all over my body now, and I'll die if I fight again." The big seed said weakly.

"Okay, I'll take you to heal later, I'll discuss things with the master first." The dragon waved his hand and said.

"Master, what should we do now?" The dragon asked.

"Go home and sleep, wait for the lunar eclipse to come, when the yang energy in the yang world is the weakest, the ghost rakshasa will inevitably take action." Ding Lin thought for a while and said.

"What about Yuan Batian? Don't you want to teach him a lesson? The dragon asked.

He hated Yuan Batian for descending the dragon to a few points, but he also knew that he was not Yuan Batian's opponent now, so he still had to ask Ding Lin to make a move, otherwise he really couldn't beat him.

Ding Lin also understands the idea of descending the dragon, but now is not the time, he needs to keep all three people alive, so that the task can be considered completed, if one dies, who knows how the system will evaluate.

"Yuan Batian? Where is Yuan Batian? What about Xiaoyu? The big seed that was lying on the ground suddenly sat up.

Obviously, the name Yuan Batian made the big kind remember it very deeply, and the hatred of colleagues for Yuan Batian was even deeper, otherwise it would not be possible to be so excited to hear Yuan Batian's name under such circumstances.

"Big seed, don't get excited." The dragon descended and said, looking back.

"Boss, my name is Zhu Dachang, you can call me Dachang, but you must not call me Dazhong." Da Species, that is, Zhu Dachang said firmly.

"Huh? Do you know what your name is? The dragon said with wide eyes.

For Zhu Dachang's changes, the happiest thing is to descend the dragon, because he has worked hard for so long, just to let Zhu Dachang find dignity and then live with dignity, but the efforts have been fruitless, I didn't expect that after a life and death, Zhu Dachang actually found dignity.

"My name is Zhu Dachang, I want to live well, I want to make money, I want to marry Xiaoyu." Zhu Dachang said approvingly.

"Very good, Zhu Dachang, you have finally regained your self-esteem and self-esteem, congratulations." The dragon said happily.

"You see, people can be influenced, people can be changed." The dragon shouted loudly into the sky. (To be continued.) )