Tong Boyu's heart was full of immortal energy, and he recited a spell and opened his eyes, and finally saw the ghost beings, although he was prepared in his heart, his face still showed a lot of surprise.

The Li family never takes the ordinary way, they all pursue Li Taibai's sword immortal road, although this Li Huanyan in front of him is a descendant, but he does not follow the common family way, how did he get the approval of the clan elders?

Li Huanyan seemed to understand Tong Boyu's thoughts, still smiling and nodding, holding the bronze ancient sword under his sleeve robe, his three fingers hitting the hilt of the sword regularly, and his body and heartstrings were tense.

"Directly cross the sea!" Dao Mu raised his right hand sharply, pointing directly at the heavenly burial platform in the distance.

Everyone looked at each other in amazement and questioned, how can this sea of suffering be crossed by a living person?

If the living could cross it, there would not be so many Nirvana stones and eagle feeding ponds in the Sea of Suffering, and there would not be that pious, but indifferent celestial burial master.

"Why do you want to climb the death platform?" A dried corpse suddenly got up, his eyes were cloudy like cataracts, he was neatly dressed, his gray hair was inserted by the Taoist hairpin, and he was clearly an old Taoist priest with a bone fairy wind.

Dao Mu suddenly looked back, his eyes were magnificent, "Your Excellency's spells are so exquisite, and the poor Dao has been deceived, thinking that he is a person waiting for reincarnation." ”

"Heavenly Burial Master!" Li Huanyan looked at the old Taoist in his hand, a black-brown firewood knife full of gaps.

How many people did the knife chop before the blade gap was filled, the blade was slender and disproportionate, and how much blood was dyed to make the entire blade black and brown. Thinking of this, Li Huanyan turned his head sharply to look at Dao Mu, pretending to inadvertently sweep the decisive knife.

"You have to be careful and stay safe. Lao Dao grinned, and his black but neat teeth made his warm smile look eerie.

Li Huanyan chuckled inwardly, his body stiffened in place, his smile was awkward, and he had nothing to say.

"The little girl is good, but the two of you are a little unsatisfactory, especially you. "The old Tao commented one by one, and the firewood knife only pointed to the Taoist pastor.

Hearing this, Li Huanyan and Tong Jie stared at each other dumbly, and Tong Boyu on the side was not half happy at all because others thought he was better than Daomu, which was originally an ironclad fact.

The corners of Lao Dao's mouth opened a strange arc, and his mouth grinned out of proportion, "Your bones are very hard, but you can't touch the water yet." As he spoke, black spit splashed from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes became dark and deep in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, they looked like cataracts.

The black spit is as small as sand, but it corrodes the ground into a hole the size of a clay pot. The sizzling sound was accompanied by a puff of white smoke rising, with a choking smell of sulfur and a stench of decay.

"Then don't touch the water. Dao Mu didn't think so, and that natural expression made people think that the two of them seemed to know each other.

"Cannibal Eagle Lord, you are a disaster herder!" Tong Jieqiao's face was terrified, leaning on Ah Meng's side, her body couldn't stop trembling.

"Lao Dao prefers to be called a ferryman. The Cannibal Lord smiled and nodded, his eyes narrowed like crescent moons.

"The cannibal eagle lord belongs to reincarnation. Li Huanyan suddenly realized that the Heavenly Burial Master was really in line with him. Not only does not harm people at will, but also can feed eagles with human flesh, and is not entangled by karma, and has Yin Gong in the register, which is really clever.

"Yes!" the Cannibal Eagle Lord was at ease.

Tong Jie's face suddenly became happy, "But someone has waded through the sea of suffering as a living person?" Seeing the cannibal eagle lord's eyes widen, his tone trembling.

Dao Mu glanced at Tong Jie lightly, "The bitter sea can only be crossed by the living, and the dead can cross the Nai River." ”

Li Huanyan immediately nodded to Tong Jie, in line with the preface of Dao Mu, "Although this is called the Sea of Suffering, it is actually the Nai River, and only the water of the Nai River can wash away the sins of the dead." ”

Tong Jie and Tong Boyu suddenly realized, went around and around, and finally returned to the original point. It is no wonder that Dao Mu swore that he would be able to get his wish if he crossed this sea.

"Since you're here, you don't need us to waste your energy, right?" Dao Mu carried his hands behind his back, his ten fingers danced happily, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if he was smiling, "Give me a convenient line and build an eagle bridge, how about it?"

"The old way only ferries the dead, never the living. The Cannibal Eagle Lord said as he turned to leave, "Your own way, go by yourself." Wash your own iniquities. Waving the firewood knife in his hand, "I have to go to the heavenly burial pool to prepare food for my children, very busy!"

Seeing the cannibal eagle master leaving, Tong Jie felt a little relieved, patted her heart, and gasped. Maybe it's a psychological effect, although she knows that the cannibal eagle lord can devour heaven and earth, and a Buddha country is not a problem. But the Cannibal Lord left her side, and most of her anxiety was dispelled.

"If you want to live, leave this Buddha land as soon as possible. The voice of the cannibal eagle lord echoed in Tong Jie's ears, and he didn't turn his head, just holding a firewood knife in his right hand and waving it in the air, just to meet Tong Jie's gaze. "Buddha is not Buddha, demon is not demon, man is not human, ghost is not ghost, avoid it to save your life. ”

Tong Jie's heart throbbed, and she suddenly turned to look at Dao Mu, just in time to meet Dao Mu's blood-colored eyes. "Ahh

"Dao Mu, what's wrong with you?" Tong Jie saw that Dao Mu's face changed slightly, and she screamed first, "That look is even more terrifying than the Cannibal Eagle Lord!"

Li Huanyan's right hand was stiff under his sleeve robe, and his three fingers were suspended in mid-air. Suddenly, seeing that he frowned slightly, his right hand suddenly clenched the bronze ancient sword in his hand, strode forward, circled around a few times, and hissed and whispered.

Li Huanyan suddenly looked back, shook his head and said, "Has Brother Mu changed?" The moment he spoke, his pupils narrowed into needles, and the next moment he instantly enlarged and covered his eyes, and then returned to normal.

"How do you cross the sea and take the stage?" Tong Jie's face was slightly better, and Bai Sensen's right hand was clenched into a fist, spreading out, pointing directly at the mountain platform looming in the mist. "With our strength, I'm afraid we can't purify it, right?"

Dao Mu's brows stretched, and pride welled up in his eyebrows, "You underestimate me too much, and you underestimate you too much, not to mention Li Huanyan." The palm of his right hand was raised upward, and the sea of blood separated a wide avenue, until "The shepherds all want to be psychic, but they never pay attention to it, and they are dedicated to the pursuit of magic and immortal methods." ”

He slapped out a palm of his left hand, obviously there was no herding power fluctuation, and the wind in front of his palm was strong, "Make waves!" Before the words fell, the rumbling sound resounded through the nine skies, attracting the attention of countless people. But when he saw that the wind parted the sea of blood in front of him and went straight to the end, the wind became a barrier, and the blood was blown upside down into waves, and the sea of blood was poured out without falling and flooding the waterway.

Dao Mu's body was half squatting, he jumped hard, and landed steadily on the waterway three zhang away, "Psychic ability is a gift from heaven and earth, and it is better than any Dao technique, so why do you need to give up the near and seek far?"

Tong Boyu didn't think so, but when he stepped on the waterway, he found that he was like an ordinary man, unable to sense pastoral power, with no immortal energy, no divine consciousness, and an inexplicable fear welled up in his heart.