Chapter 66: The Blessed Land of Bodhi

Qin Mu rubbed his eyes, he was a little dizzy, his head hurt a little, and now he still felt a little weightless and wanted to vomit.

A moment ago, he and the memory bird were still watching intently, the fake monk He Xiaokun and Yuwen Tianlang were having a peak duel in the living dead area of the Six Banyan Temple, and a burst of light flashed and he arrived in such an unfamiliar place, and there was a very unreal feeling.

If it weren't for the memory bird's input, he would have thought he was dreaming.

Some families with a relatively long and powerful heritage, in order to provide future generations with a cultivation environment for the queen of heaven, always artificially find one or more cultivation holy places, and most of them are artificially hidden and isolated from the world, that is, the legendary Cave Heaven Blessed Land.

Qin Mu let go of his eyes and looked around, a cave that was almost primitive, but the cave was full of lifeless atmosphere, obviously no one had lived here for a long time, and this place was still carved with vicissitudes and desolation by the years, which showed that his descendants had been in decline for too long.

"Fake monk!"

Qin Mu was choked by the earthy smell around him and sneezed, and saw the fake monk and the old man sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, with a very faint layer of protective star halo around his body glowing with bits and pieces of light, and there was a flame above Baihui above his head.

"Fake monk, are you okay?" Qin Mu took a few steps to He Xiaokun's side and asked worriedly.

The fake monk's face was pale, and there was a baby's fist-sized hole on his chest, which was bleeding slightly, and the situation was a little bad.

If it weren't for the sound of gasping for breath, Qin Mu would really think that the fake monk old man had been injured too badly and died.

After another ten minutes, the old man of the fake monk slowly opened his eyes, and at this time, there was no more blood flowing out of his chest, and the flame of life above the Baihui acupoint above his head finally stabilized, and the body protection star halo was more visible.

Although the flame of life was stable, but if you looked closely, the wrinkles on his face were very deep, and his hair turned white in an instant, just now it was half white and half black, but now it was suddenly snow-white, and in an instant he was much older, Qin Mu hurriedly ran to the front to support him.

Obviously, in order to heal his injuries, he spent a lot of life essence.

"Fake monk, how are you?" Qin Mu asked anxiously, stroking the messy white hair on his forehead.

"I can't die for the time being, cough cough cough ......" followed by a burst of coughing.

"Didn't you always have the upper hand in the decisive battle, why do you have such a bloody mouth in your chest?"

"The decisive battle of life and death is either his death or my life!"

He Xiaokun looked indifferent, looked at Qin Mu and smiled slightly: "In the end, when the two of us were fighting each other, his wolf bit me, and my thunder and lightning slashed him, so we can be regarded as a tie at most, and we can't talk about who has the upper hand!"

Qin Mu also smiled slightly, thinking of the conversation between the two of them, "Knowing that they are coming to ambush you, you still have to be brilliant at the last moment when the oil runs out." As a result, it's good that the Seven-Star Holy Emperor didn't come to get a substitute ghost, are you unjustly panicked?"

"What is not wronged to panic, and it is not to be condemned to death!"

The fake monk and the old man looked at the figure on the side and was very satisfied.

Shang Xue was sitting cross-legged in a pool not far away, the lotus flowers bloomed in the haze of smoke, and the wisps of light flashed, as if Shang Xue was about to feather and fly up at this moment, she was being forcibly infused with life essence by external forces to heal internal injuries.

"Hey, hey, where are you looking, stinky boy, look at my ......" The fake monk called Qin Mu's gaze back, and continued the topic just now, "I'm not busy this time, isn't this my biggest gain?

"Hahaha......" Qin Mu pointed at the fake monk's forehead, and suddenly his fingers moved to reveal an approving gesture, "It should have been like this a long time ago!" The words changed and asked, "Fake monk, how do I feel that this place is unusual? Is it the blessed land of your clan?"

"Yes!"

The fake monk's eyes flashed, and his right hand touched a stone pillar beside him, and more than half a foot of dust fell below.

"This is a blessed land of Bodhi that was carved out when my clan was at its most glorious, and then it was squeezed by other families and had to close this place. Later, our descendants were not as good as the next generation, and as a result, no one opened it here for hundreds of years, so now there is no life in sight around here, and there is hardly any life in sight, maybe it is better to call it an underground cave!"

Qin Mu could hear the helplessness of the fake monk, and although his tone was very indifferent, he could hear that he was very concerned.

Think about it, what a glorious fake monk used to be, he became a leader in Long Mucheng at a young age, and it is estimated that he also has the motivation to open the blessed land of his ancestors, but it backfired and then slipped for some reasons, and there must be a lot of unwillingness in his heart.

"If you do your best, you won't have any regrets, and now you haven't opened the Bodhi blessed land? It's also an explanation to your ancestors, didn't you just say that your daughter is here, what more can you ask for in your life?" Qin Mu said comfortingly.

"Stinky boy, you don't have to comfort me!" The old man of the fake monk said indifferently, looking at Shang Xue not far away, a faint smile of relief appeared on his face, "I have long passed the age of knowing my fate, and I will never be tied to those so-called false names and false voices at all!"

"Why don't you suddenly ask me anything?" the old man asked the fake monk with a sudden change of words.

Qin Mu was a little confused, looking at the fake monk with an inexplicable expression, "What's wrong with you?"

"All laws are empty, but cause and effect are not empty!"

The fake monk looked at Qin Mu and let out a long sigh, as if he was finally about to unload a big burden in his heart.

"Don't you think you can't explain a lot of things in Zizhu Town? Why did you appear in Zizhu Town as a distributor? Why are you not on Xinglong Island? And what is the matter with the Flame Golden Silkworm in your body? And what kind of character is your adoptive father Chen Bo? Why is he willing to be in Zizhu Town? Do you really want to know anything?"

Qin Mu looked at the fake monk's almost excited expression, he looked very bland.

"If you want to say it, you will naturally say it, and I really don't care, everything is just fine!"

"Hahaha......" The fake monk smiled helplessly, "You are very open-minded and can understand it!"

"Actually, you asked me to come to the Six Banyan Temple, I don't think it was purely for me to compensate you for eating hot pot and chatting, right?" Qin Mu was still very calm.

The fake monk old man He Xiaokun looked at Qin Mu's eyes, he was a little confused, he couldn't understand how Qin Mu could be so calm. In his thoughts, Qin Mu should have been very excited after hearing these words, and even lost control, but now it seemed that he didn't care about everything, he didn't care about anything, he skipped something in his heart again, and the words he wanted to open his mouth were closed again.

"He Xiaokun, what kind of place is this, why are you imprisoning me in such a pool?"

Shang Xue became conscious and opened her eyes, feeling as if her body was being imprisoned by something, and she couldn't move.

With the corner of his eyes, he saw the fake monk and Qin Mu chatting not far away, as if they were all right, and he was immediately very annoyed.

But there is no longer the meaning of a world enemy when we first met.

Although she was seriously injured and almost went mad, she still heard the conversation between the fake monk and her aunt Shang Luyu.

The fake monk old man looked at Shang Xue, then at Qin Mu, and said with a smile: "Qin Mu, the Bodhi blessed land of my ancestor was also glorious for a while, and there should be some good things in it." You look around, maybe some miracle has happened to you. But to explain first, if you find something good, I will also share it, and this must be my territory, and I am in charge!"

"Stingy, pick the sample!" Qin Mu was naturally very interested, "For the sake of your good people, I guarantee that you will have a good time!"