"This kind of pediatric stuff is useless to me, if you want to come, just come. Facing the sea of skeletons, the river still said infinitely.

As soon as Jiang He's words fell, a skeleton warrior slashed towards Jiang He with a knife.

With a "poof", the skeleton warrior slashed down and slashed at Jiang He's body, and immediately blood splattered, and there were bursts of sharp pain.

However, Jiang He still didn't move at all, but smiled.

"Squeak! squeak!"

The sound of bones grinding is terrifying and tingling, and anyone would turn around and run away.

At this time, a skeleton crawled to Jiang He's side, grabbed his head and body and limbs firmly, pulled his hands and pulled his legs.

One by one, the skeletons lifted the river and pulled the river's limbs in all directions, as if to divide the river's body.

Jiang He was so divided by so many skeletons, and a sharp pain came, and then the blood flowed, and the pain was unbearable.

Finally, with a muffled sound, his hands and feet were torn open by the skeleton, his body was torn into several pieces, and the fragments of his internal organs flowed into the blood all over the ground along with his intestines.

In an instant, blood gushed like a fountain, and Jiang He's head rolled far and far like a discarded ball.

If it were anyone, they would have resisted a long time ago, and maybe they would have killed these skeletons in the first place.

It's just that the head rolled a river far, far away, and the expression on his face was still the same, calm as water, without any reduction.

"I'll just ask one question, where is the jade flute!"

"For the sake of the old man, I won't do it, and if I do, the consequences will be unimaginable. ”

The head that rolled on the ground was still faint, and its gaze was calm and terrifying.

Suddenly, the surrounding scene twisted and changed, and it took a sharp turn.

Jiang He was still in the palace, there were no skeletons, and his body was intact, as if nothing had happened.

It's just that kind of empathy, that sense of reality, but it's not empty, but anyone who is not firm in the Dao heart will collapse the Dao heart, and the cultivation will stagnate from then on.

Suddenly, the river was covered with 84,000 pores, and the whole person was fluttering like a fairy, and the feathers were ascending to the immortals.

At this time, the heavens opened the immortal gate, and Jiang He walked into the immortal gate as well as himself.

Walking into the fairy gate, the river is in the supreme graceful fairyland.

In the fairy palace, you can see the crane volley everywhere, the ups and downs of the sacred mountain, the heavenly soldiers and generals of the golden helmets and golden armor, the colorful sacred cow, and the immortal treasure of the sacred tree......

Those treasures that made countless monks salivate were everywhere, and they were readily available.

"His Royal Highness the Immortal King, we are here!" Just when people were lost in this fairyland, a burst of fairy sounds sounded, and a group of gorgeously dressed fairies came.

In an instant, they danced, and these fairies danced around the river.

Every fairy has a shocking appearance, Shen Qingyi can be said to be a big beauty, but compared with the fairies in front of her, it is still pale.

What's even more exciting is that the fairies are only wearing light veils, and their wonderful and beautiful bodies want to be hidden.

These graceful fairies dance faster and faster, dancing incomparably sultry, fragrant and beautiful, making people look at the blood surge and can't stop......

Under such a dance, not to mention men, even women can't help but sway!

"Six Desires Heavenly Demon Dance!"

Jiang He was unmoved, still smiled, and said, "It turned out that the old man came!"

The dance is getting faster and faster, more and more sultry, even if it is an invincible fairy king, I am afraid that I will be attracted by this glamorous dance, but Jiang He just sat quietly and admired it.

This kind of charm is ineffective for the river, he is like a sacred mountain, let the eight winds hit, all kinds of temptation, as if he did not move.

Suddenly, the scene changed, and the river walked in the desert, with the scorching sun on his head......

The illusions change again and again, and if they were replaced by other monks, each illusion would be an attack on one's weakness.

No matter what martial artist, even if he can withstand an illusion, he is afraid that he can't withstand the second, third, or fourth.

As long as it is a human being, there will always be selfish desires, and there will always be an ulterior dark side.

It's a pity that I met the river!

Jiang He's martial arts heart is unshakable, breaking into the secret realm of reincarnation in the true martial arts world, experiencing countless reincarnations, countless lives, the degree of truth, cruelty, beyond everyone's imagination.

There, what kind of suffering, what kind of torture, he didn't experience?

Looking at the heavens and all the worlds, the people who can compare with the rivers in the firmness of the Dao heart are probably less than three fingers.

With one illusion after another changing, Jiang He didn't want to continue wasting time, and finally said directly: "It seems that I want to do it!"

As the sound of the river fell, the flute sounded suddenly, and all the illusions collapsed at once.

"Zheng!" the flute sounded, and at this time, the dense lines in the palace actually rippled with the flute sound of the river.

As soon as the illusion vanished, at this time, a monster appeared in the palace.

This is a huge monster like a mountain, with a tiger-headed deer body, a hideous face, bloody eyes, and a bloody mouth, enough to swallow an iron tower, revealing the terrible cold glow of choosing people to devour.

"It's useless to me, so let's do it as it is. Jiang He looked at the monster and said comfortably.

"Roar!"

The monster roared at the river with a loud bang, like thunder.

With a stroke of five fingers across the river, the sound of the flute suddenly sounded.

For a while, the flute in the palace immediately harmonized, becoming more and more intense.

There was a "click", and at this moment, the ground in the center of the hall suddenly cracked, and an ancient flute rushed up with the echo of the flute pattern.

This flute is old and simple, but it has endless brilliance, and as soon as it rushes up, it suddenly falls into the hands of Jiang He.

"Roar!"

As soon as he saw that the ancient flute had fallen into Jiang He's hands, the monster roared wildly and threw himself at Jiang He, Jiang He's eyes were fixed, and the flute sounded like a sword.

In an instant, the lines in the entire palace lit up, turning into a terrifying sword qi and slashing head-on.

The terrifying sword qi that killed everything fell, and the sword qi was like a sea, slashing this huge monster away on the spot.

"Roar!" The monster was slashed away by the sword qi, rolling far away, its blood-red eyes staring at the river, revealing fear, and in the process of constantly retreating, it roared fiercely.

"If you're still obsessed, be careful that I kill you. Jiang He held the ancient flute and said with a calm smile.

"Hahaha!"

The monster laughed gloomily, in a terrible, harsh, creepy voice, and a sloppy laugh rang out.

"You can never kill me, no one can kill me!"

"Really, when I burn your coffin in Fengqi Mountain, do you say I can kill you!" Jiang He said with a pleasant smile.

"What, what!" Hearing Jiang He's words, the monster was so frightened that it "Knock Knock" retreated again and again.

"Hurry up and show your original form, don't pretend to be a ghost in front of me, be careful that I abolish you!"

Jiang He looked at the monster, sat cross-legged on the ground, and gently stroked the ancient flute.

The sound of the flute sounded again, and the sound of the flute flowed through the palace like flowing water.

With the flow of the flute, the flute pattern in the palace also sounded, soft and smooth.

In the flute sound, it seems to let people see, in the curling green mountains, pine and cypress cranes, small bridges and flowing water pavilions, 30 million peach blossoms, all over the mountain.

In the blink of an eye, a small peaceful paradise appeared in front of me, as if it were real.

The monster listened to the rhythm of the jade flute incredulously, and retreated, and at this time, the layers of mist on its body quickly dissipated.

After three breaths, the behemoth disappeared completely.

When the fog cleared, there was a monster and a figure there.

This is a shadow that is graceful to the extreme, just looking at her back is enough to dump all beings, and a single back can make everyone look back.

This is definitely a beauty that captivates the country and the city, and this is definitely a stunner!

Just ask, who would have thought that a creepy monster would be the shadow of a peerless beauty.

"Nightmare in the Garden!"

The unclear shadow stared at the river incredulously, and muttered, "You, you, how do you know this flute song!"

"It's really you. Jiang He stopped and smiled pleasantly, looking at this hazy and peerless shadow.

When the shadow of the peerless beauty heard Jiang He's words, she was shocked and retreated again and again.

She was full of incredulous astonishment and said, "You, you, what are you! How do you know my name?"

"It doesn't matter who I am, just remember that I'm a friend of the nameless old ghost. Jiang He said with a smile.

"Old friend, this can't be!" said the peerless shadow, his eyes widened incredulously.

Jiang He stroked the ancient flute, and said pretending to be vicissitudes: "There is nothing impossible, except for me, except for the nameless guy, who knows your existence, and who knows this song 'Garden Dream'? Speaking of which, I am also a person who has been forgotten by history." ”

"Forgotten by history...... By the way, I heard Gongzi say that he has a year-old friend, has a way of cultivation, and is immortal, could it be you?"

The shadow of this peerless beauty was extremely surprised, walked over quickly, and said with surprise: "It's really you, after so many years, you are really still alive, how can you, how can you be so young"

"It's not surprising that I'm an old guy who has lived a long life, and it's not surprising that I'm back to basics and rejuvenated. Jiang He smiled and continued to make up a reason.

He knows the peerless beauty and nameless past in front of him, but his existence has only been since more than ten years ago, and if he doesn't make up stories, the latter won't believe it.

Fortunately, there are many people who know the nameless old ghost, and there are many hermits who have a long lifespan, so it's not a big deal to pretend to be.

"Zhenzhen" approached, her shadow was hazy, but from the outline, it could be seen that she was truly the peerless beauty of the country and the city.

Jiang He finally looked at her, shook his head and said, "You haven't dissipated yet, why are you so troubled, you have to make yourself a ghost, you have to remember what Nameless told you back then." ”

"You're not real, you're not a ghost, but you're not a human being, you're just an obsession that doesn't want to go away. ”

When the peerless shadow heard Jiang He's words, he lowered his head and was silent.

"I know what you think, you like nameless, but don't forget, even back then, nameless can't reshape you, you are a dead person after all. ”

"Now that the soul is gone, the resentment has disappeared, you are not a ghost, nor a grudge wandering in the world, nor a soul left in the world. ”

"Actually, you have nothing to do with Zhenzhen, you are nothing more than a wisp of her obsession, a wisp of obsession with nameless attachment. ”

The peerless shadow still bowed her head and was silent, she didn't speak.

"Nameless's biggest flaw is that he is too kind, I told him back then, to surpass you with a song, but he didn't do it!" Jiang He said in a deep voice, continuing to make up stories, just as an old friend's wish.

This peerless shadow whispered: "My lord, this is not to blame Gongzi, yes, yes, I don't want to be overcrossed, I, I, I just want to stay, that, even if it's a wisp of obsession!"

Jiang He shook his head and said, "Why bother, Nameless is no longer there, do you think it makes sense to continue to stay here as a wisp of obsession?"

"When Nameless is still around, he is soft-hearted, and he will often come here to play a song for you!"

"But, you also know, it's not just for you, it's nameless, why are you still here?"

When Jiang He said this, the shadow that was called true darkened, and lowered his head very low.

In the end, she just said softly: "After he leaves, I, I hope to be buried under the sycamore tree that the adults said to him one day, but I can't fulfill my wish, so I have to accompany this jade flute all the time." ”

"Later, the jade flute sank into the ground on its own, and I slept there with it. ”

Looking at the poor woman in front of him, Jiang He sighed softly, and finally had to say: "Okay, after I'm done, I'll go to Wangguifeng to take out your bones and bury you under the peach tree, hoping for your last wish." ”

"Thank you, sir. Zhenzhen bowed and said gratefully.