Kong Sifang respectfully bowed three times.

After getting up, he said with a smile, "Great grace is not thanks, after writing this book, reading all over the heavenly road, I will return to the world, prepare for the future battle with the heavenly court, if I am lucky to become the emperor, he may have the opportunity to meet one day, if I die, I have confessed to my friends, and buried me on Zhongyuan Mountain in Zhongzhou, where is my hometown, naturally I will be born in private, buried in private, if you are free, you can go to my grave and sprinkle a glass of wine." ”

After speaking, Kong Sifang's figure suddenly dissipated, and the cup of tea in Su Qi's hand faded little by little, and finally disappeared without a trace.

Su Qi stared blankly at the empty stone road, very annoyed.

You've said so much, why is it the most critical one?

You tell me where the road is!

It is said that it is buried at the entrance of the Heavenly Road, but I don't even know what the Heavenly Road is, where can I find you a Confucian inheritance?

Su Qi raised his middle finger fiercely, turned his head and left.

Do you want to let yourself go to his grave to spill wine?

Think beautifully!

Su Qi walked angrily for a while, and gradually reacted, this Confucian cultivator who claimed to be named Kong Sifang did not explain where the Heavenly Road was, mostly because he thought that Su Qi knew the location of the Heavenly Road, or that for the Terran monks who had the opportunity to enter this desolate ancient monument, the Heavenly Road was not a secret place.

This shows that Pilgrim was a very famous place in the past.

Kong Sifang probably didn't expect that seventy or eighty thousand years of time had completely erased this place from the human race, and Su Qi had read many classics, but he didn't remember seeing the word Tianlu there.

Is it also related to Heavenly Court?

Heavenly Court, Heavenly Road, could it be that this Heavenly Road is a road to Heavenly Court?

This seems like a plausible explanation.

The Great War 10,000 years ago buried too much of the past, and perhaps it was since then that the word Pilgrim has disappeared.

Maybe Tianji Pavilion will know something.

Su Qi silently wrote down this matter, he was in the boundary road, his divine consciousness was absorbed by this desolate ancient monument, and he didn't even know how to get out, when he would be able to return to the human race was an unknown, whether it was the Heavenly Road or the Confucian inheritance, it was still far away.

It is imperative to complete this road.

After seeing the imprint that Kong Sifang left here, Su Qi became more and more curious about this place, and he believed that it was definitely not only the two of them who entered the ancient monument, maybe there were other half-emperors, or even great emperors, who had also entered.

Will they leave anything behind?

Su Qi held a small expectation and began to walk quickly, but this walk was an extremely long time.

It's actually not accurate to say this, in Su Qi's feeling, time is actually chaotic and stagnant, blinking, as if only a moment has passed, and it seems that a day or a year has passed, and running all the way to the emptiness of the aura, it seems that it only took a breath, and it seems that he has run for a whole life.

After an unknown amount of time, he finally met his companion on this road again.

Of course, also an ancient.

Su Qi only saw a vague back at first, and when he got closer, Su Qi realized that he was a monk.

He is very tall, burly, wrapped in a dirty robe, the breath on his body is vast, and the Buddha's light flows out undisguisedly, as if he wants to compete with the surrounding golden light, but Su Qi knows that this monk is not deliberately competing, but he has reached the realm of Buddha's light overflowing, there is Buddha's light in his hands, and there is lotus life in his feet.

This is a real top Buddha, and the current human race has not seen such a terrible Buddha practice for a long time.

The monk's face is hazy, can't see clearly, it seems that even this desolate ancient monument can not imprint his appearance, he holds a string of lotus seed Buddha beads in his left hand, his eyes do not squint, staring straight ahead, the pace is fast and slow, when it is fast just to hurry, when it is slow, it is measuring something, and the Buddha beads in his hand are twisted in rhythm.

Su Qi knew that some Buddhist cultivators would use Buddha beads to deduce.

Of course, the best of these is the Buddha beads made of Bodhi seeds, but in the heavens on earth, there are few real Bodhi trees, and many Buddha cultivators have to retreat to the next best and choose to use lotus seed Buddha beads.

Su Qi followed closely behind this Buddhist cultivator, and he was also a little curious in his heart, that Kong Sifang could see himself across the long river of time, would this Buddhist monk who was obviously stronger than Kong Sifang also notice that there was a little monk behind him?

Su Qi didn't know the answer, this Buddha cultivator didn't care about everything around him at all, he only cared about hurrying and deducing, and there seemed to be nothing else in his eyes.

After the beads in his hand had turned nine thousand nine hundred times, the monk finally stopped.

He raised his right hand and pointed to the vast golden light beside the stone path.

After a short period of silence, the chaotic golden light suddenly surged violently, like the roar of the clouds and mist on the mountain when it rose, the momentum was magnificent, this Buddha monk withdrew his hand, hesitated for a moment, and suddenly opened his mouth widely, like a lion roaring, and the furious sound waves rushed towards the golden light, instantly forcing them back.

The golden light is far away.

A little bit of truth is revealed.

Su Qi took a breath and took a few steps back in horror, and under the cover of the golden light, it turned out to be a corpse floating in the void!

They were far from the stone path, but they could be seen to be all dressed in very old and complicated silver clothes, luxurious, smooth, and beautiful, but the corpses were shriveled, as if they had been sucked dry by something, and their bodies that should have been tall were extremely thin, and their bare skin was full of wrinkles, like old men.

They floated aimlessly, and suddenly one of them came closer.

It's a woman.

Far taller than the Terran woman, her eyes are closed, her extremely long hair hangs down to her feet, her hands are folded in front of her chest, her appearance is very similar to that of the Terran, in Su Qi's opinion, she should also be a beautiful woman when she is alive, with strange and mysterious lines on her forehead, which extend to her eyes.

Su Qi and the monk watched silently for a long time, until the golden light returned to the earth and engulfed the corpses again, wrapping the stone pavement.

It's actually just a few breaths.

"This is indeed a burial ground. Buddha Xiu suddenly spoke, muttering to himself in a low voice, with a little dazed and puzzled in his tone, "Counting the Eternal Realm and the one outside the sixth level, this is already the third place, burying the clansmen together, is it a custom or something else? Or is it really as the fairy spirit clan said, they are returning from the dead?

He pondered for a while, "But in my opinion, they are already dead and no longer dead, there is no life in their bodies, and their souls are scattered, even if they are the Flood Ancient Clan, I am afraid they will not be able to create miracles." ”

Su Qi was stunned.

Those corpses just now were the Flood Desolation Ancient Clan, the oldest creature in the world who single-handedly created the Boundary Road?

Su Qi was a little regretful, he should have looked more carefully just now.

Just when he was surprised, this Buddha cultivator suddenly turned around, faced Su Qi, and asked in a cold voice, "What do you think?"