Ancient Yin Mountain, deep in the tomb of evil, in front of the bronze door.

Zhang Yongfa opened his eyes, his eyes flowed, and he looked into the distance.

The Demon Buddha monk seemed to be surprised, and also looked into the distance.

"Dream back to ancient times, not erased by the big dream, returned to the body alive"

Zhang Yong's Dharma body retracted his gaze, looked at the monk in front of him indifferently, and said, "Everything is settled, and I should give you a ride." ”

The monk's eyes flickered, his face was not very good-looking, he and Zhang Yong's Dharma body had already fought once, and he asked himself if he was not his opponent, and when the king and the evil came across the long river of time, Zhang Yong intercepted, he saw Zhang Yong's more terrifying real strength, if he fought again, he was afraid that he would end up dead.

"Don't you want to know the reason why the Buddhas of Lingshan are missing?" he said to Zhang Yong, and his words meant something, "You know what is behind this bronze door, but do you want to know the secret of Emperor Yu's casting of Jiuding, and why the King of Xuan built an underground palace here and finally turned into a tomb?"

The monk wanted to seek a glimmer of life with many secrets.

"Oh?" Zhang Yong's eyes were filled with divine light, and he asked: "It's not surprising that you know about the Buddhas of Lingshan, after all, you are the demon body of Ananda, but how do you know about Emperor Yu's casting of Jiuding?

Seeing that Zhang Yong was relieved, the monk secretly breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he didn't die, even if he slept for thousands of years, what did it matter?

Moreover, if he wakes up today, it is not what he wants, if he has not gone back today, even if he wakes up, there is no possibility of attaining the Divine Dao Fruition.

His awakening was an accident even if he thought it was an accident

On that day, many Wuju people entered the tomb, and when they were in front of the stone bridge, Ananda's residual thoughts were accidentally aroused for some reason, and he was Ananda's demon body, which can also be called Ananda's obsession, and the residual thoughts were revived, and the obsession was naturally revived.

When he woke up from his long sleep, he needed to devour life again before he could sleep again, and it happened that there was such a huge life in this place, so after he woke up, he also hooked the sleeping Yin soldiers like him to help him devour life.

"In the Middle Ages, when I completely reincarnated from the remnants of Ananda, it was when Prince Xin built the underground palace, and when I woke up, I fought fiercely with several gods who built the underground palace, although I killed them all, but also made the remnants of Ananda completely decay and lose their vitality. ”

The monk said slowly, and what he said was the story that Zhang Xiyun experienced when he dreamed back to ancient times.

"Evil came to Yinshan, I was not defeated by him, he took back the body, and was seriously injured by him again, but I still had a back hand, leaving a magic seal in the physical body, in order to escape from Yinshan, I triggered the law seal, and left while it was unprepared. ”

"But because I killed the commander, and his son and Evil Lai have been chasing me ever since, I escaped for fifteen years, and was finally suppressed by the King of Xu."

"But because of this, I learned some of the secrets of the construction of this underground palace by the King of Xu."

After the monk finished speaking, Zhang Yong thought for a moment and slowly spoke: "If the aura that crossed over before was the evil at that time, then with his strength, even if you take advantage of it now, you still can't escape from his palm."

"They chased and killed you for fifteen years, but in the end, the king did not kill you, saying that it was suppression, but let you sleep again"

The monk's face changed, and he also concealed a lot of the things he said to Zhang Yong before, such as the appearance of evil and hard work, and some things later, he originally planned to hide Zhang Yong.

Can Zhang Yong's strength, undoubtedly know more than himself how far the evil has cultivated, if what he said is true, then I'm afraid

"Do you mean that the evil came to deliberately let me go that day, and he never seriously pursued and killed me in those fifteen years, and even the king of Xuan did not kill me in the name of suppression?"

Zhang Yong was silent for a long time, and said: "If you think about it, why did the evil come from Chaoge to Yinshan on the day you will live?"

"I'm afraid that before you were reborn from Ananda's remnant, you had already become a pawn on the chess game, and the one who held the son"

"It's the evil that comes with Prince Xin!"

The monk's face was cloudy, and he muttered after a while: "No wonder Xin Wu has been chasing me for the past fifteen years, and the evil has been protecting him in the dark but has never dealt with me, I thought that the evil came to hone Xin Wu and let him kill me with his own hands to take revenge!"

"I even thought that the king of Xuan boasted of enjoying the holy path fruit position and disdained to kill me"

"No wonder King Wu didn't kill me, but Xin Wu didn't stop it, I'm afraid that Xin Wu also knew about this game of chess at that time, and calculated me with King Su and Evil!"

"What the hell do they want me to do!"

Zhang Yong opened his mouth and said: "I'm afraid the only variable they didn't expect was the long river of time that suddenly appeared at that time."

"I can't even say that it is precisely because they entered the long river of time and went down the river to see the present world, that they have all the things that followed"

"For example, the underground palace that was originally going to be built has been turned into today's tomb!"

The monk's face changed again, and he said: "Yes, the Yin soldiers in the underground palace originally had a Yin body, but now the Yin soldiers have no physical body, and they are also the last ones to change!"

"There are more things, and they are also the back hand of their change" The monk looked at Zhang Yong, "I can tell you everything, but the conditions are as before!"

The long sword in Zhang Yong's hand disappeared, and he said: "You are actually a move left by the King of Xu, I am more and more curious, what do they want you to do?"

"It's better for you to stay in the tomb and continue to guard this gate with Ananda remnants."

Zhang Yong's implication is that he is willing to let the Demon Buddha monk sleep for a long time until the day when the hand of the queen appears!

The monk's face was slightly relaxed, at least he didn't have to fight with Zhang Yong now, as for what the king had done to him, after passing the current level, he would think carefully and try to break this cause and effect.

At this time, Zhang Yong ignored him again, looked to the other side, and muttered: "The mystery of cause and effect is really impossible to see."

"When some people in the world dream of going back to ancient times, they should just witness ancient history like a spectator, but why can they lead the long river of time"

"And if the long river of time has not appeared in the Middle Ages, then many things may change, if the underground palace has not become the tomb of today, there will be no people in the world who accidentally dream back to the ancient things"

"Is there a long river of time first, or is there a person in the world who dreams of returning to ancient times?"

When the monk heard him talking to himself, he also thought of the phantom shadow that appeared behind Xin Wu that day to lead the long river of time, and he remembered clearly that it was a human figure, and even his vague face could be seen.

"What happened on the lookout platform?"

Zhang Yong turned his head, looked at the monk and said with a smile: "It turns out that the small world is called Wangxiangtai?"

"The King of Xuan is quite leisurely, does he really want to turn this tomb into a netherworld?"

Wangxiangtai, in secular legends, is the place where the soul of a person returns to the underworld after death, and the ghost can climb the Wangxiangtai to see his hometown, so as to relieve his thoughts and avoid obsession.

"Should the stone mirror be called a three-life stone?" Zhang Yong then laughed.

In secular legends, there is also a strange stone on the Wangxiang platform, which is a three-life stone, which can be seen in the past and present life.

The corners of the monk's mouth twitched slightly, and he replied: "Back then, the king called it the Sansheng Stone, and it was also called the Wheel Mirror Platform together with Wangxiangtai."

When they finished speaking, they both fell silent

I don't know where the evil comes from the tomb, maybe it's in the other small world.

This place is very unusual, there is a stone platform in the middle, the top is wide and the bottom is narrow, the face is like the back of the bow, the back is like the bowstring is flat, except for a section of the stone ladder path, the rest is the sword mountain and the sword tree, it is very precipitous.

Above the stone platform, there is a young figure, he is wearing a white dress, lying flat on the stone platform, as if he is asleep, but there are tears in the corners of his eyes.

"Old Bitter Daddy!"

This young man is Zhang Xiyun who was sent away from the desert by Shuming Longshan!

Zhang Xiyun's eyes were closed, but tears kept flowing out of his eyes, as if he was in a nightmare.

"Daddy!"

A shout sounded, Zhang Xiyun stretched out his hand and grabbed it, sat up suddenly, and his eyes widened.

"Daddy?"

He looked around in confusion, this was no longer the depths of Yin Mountain, and there were no hard, eccentric monks and evil people beside him.

"I'm back?" he muttered, looking down at his clothes, which were no longer the standard armor, but a tattered white garment.

And in his arms, Amu's little guy slept soundly, and his injuries were healed.

"Did I have a nightmare?" At this moment, he only felt unreal, but everything before was so real in his memory, Zhuang Zhou dreamed of Butterfly or Butterfly Dream Zhuang Zhou?

"No way, that's not a dream!" Zhang Xiyun muttered, "At the last moment, Daddy clearly saw me."

"Could it be that my spirit has traveled back in time to the Middle Ages?"

Zhang Xiyun couldn't believe what he had experienced.

He had a lot of thoughts at the moment, and he thought of a lot, and finally his expression darkened.

"Daddy, he's dead?"

In Zhang Xiyun's heart, he really regarded hard work as his father, and he had more memories of hard work for nearly 20 years in his mind, as if he was the same person as hard work, he seemed to have really lived in place of Xin Wu in the Middle Ages for nearly 20 years, and felt every trace of care for hard work, and most importantly, in the end, hard work really saw him and said that sentence to him

"Whether I live or die, you are all good sons to me. ”

He regarded Toil as his father, and Toil as his son.

Zhang Xiyun's mood fluctuated, and sadness welled up in his heart, making it difficult for him.

After a full hour, he sat on the stone platform like this, motionless.

"Why is it me again?" Zhang Xiyun clenched his fists, and a burst of anger surged inexplicably in his heart.

Why does everything fall on his head?

Inexplicable reincarnation, going through life and death every three or five times, more like a lone star, father and mother!

"Fuck you! I can't play anymore!"

"What a bullshit crossing, what a bullshit story protagonist! Fuck you!"

"I just want to be an ordinary person."

He suddenly burst into emotion, although he couldn't see the sky, he still scolded the sky, and tears kept falling.

Perhaps since the death of his parents in his previous life, he has accumulated too many unspeakable emotions, but this life is still the same, and even more unimaginable darkness envelops him, he may be just an insignificant chess piece, being manipulated by the deacons at will.

Over the years, he has been facing everything with an optimistic appearance, until today, when he sees Lao Ku dying in front of his eyes, the emotions blocked in his heart finally burst.

"I'm just an ordinary person, but you have to use me as a pawn!"

He didn't even know who he was going to scold, it was the providence that played with people, or the mastermind behind what he thought had always regarded everyone as a pawn, the Gripper!

"Everything was arranged by you, so why do you have to ask me as a chess piece, let me go"

"I'm begging you"

"I don't want to be the protagonist, and I don't want to be the hero"

"I just want to be an ordinary person and have an intact home"

If he had a choice, he would never choose such a path, even if he could cultivate the divine power that penetrated the heavens and the earth, and even be able to dictate the eons with his own strength.

But at the end of the day, what was left of him?

The avenue is above, and the bones are below.

In addition to his own detachment, his confidants, relatives and friends are all white bones.

In the end, I had to be alone, accompanied by a pinch of loess.

He suddenly laughed, full of self-deprecation, and at this moment he finally understood what the master said about the fate, the fate that the old bitter said.

"Fate"

"So it's called fate"

Life is lonely, and the world is desolate.

This exhausts the fate that cannot be completed in a lifetime, and then the fate that is difficult to complete in a lifetime.

At this moment, the sea of consciousness in his body was surging, and the gossip rose and fell out on his own.

On the stone platform, there is a huge stone, which has a soft texture and delicate culture.

The front of the boulder is maroon red with black dots, while the back is dark yellow with black dots.

On the boulder, it is like a flat mirror, which can reflect the scene, as if it has been deliberately polished.

Just when Zhang Xiyun was in pain and his emotions were unsettled, he knew the gossip in the sea and the ups and downs, and the boulder shone brightly, shining this small world!

Zhang Xiyun was also attracted by this and turned to look.

Not far from the boulder, there were four stone figurines, standing with spears.

And the boulder shone continuously, as if excited.

Suddenly, the light became more and more dazzling, as dazzling as the sun.

The next moment, the boulder exploded as if it couldn't bear it!

A black and white bead with half of each of them hung in front of Zhang Xiyun's eyes. (To be continued.) )