Is there anyone on the Taoist temple?

When the two people behind this scene saw it, their pupils shrank, and he seemed to be waiting for Wang Fan to arrive, which was terrifying. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Who is that person?" Xuan Meng said in surprise.

"Donu. ”

Gu Tuo stared at the people on the Taoist temple and continued: "This Taoist temple is very weird, the capital of the ancient gods has existed since it existed, it was once a Taoist saint, the place where he preached, the capital of the ancient gods fell, and the ancient gods and ancient demons did not dare to go to this temple. ”

"Isn't this a way for the boss to die?" Fan Xiaopang was anxious.

"Don't worry, you won't do anything you are not sure of, Brahma Boy is a desolate body of all spirits, and any bad luck will be resolved by him, because he himself is a body of bad luck. Gutuo said.

Wang Fan followed the ancient tea horse road in the middle of the mountain, step by step towards the Taoist temple, the more he walked, the more he felt the heaviness of the pace, and every step was like a thousand pounds.

Wang Fan looked up, and the figure of the Taoist temple halfway up the mountain became clearer and clearer, and he looked at him in a daze.

Finally, approaching the Taoist temple, the man also walked into the Taoist temple.

Wang Fan stood in front of the Taoist temple, stunned.

The view of the afterlife.

The word "death" contains too many meanings, he gritted his teeth, pushed open the door of the Taoist temple, and stepped in.

"This is!" Wang Fan's pupils shrank.

In the dilapidated ancient Taoist temple, there are people!

The Taoist temple is not big, only a hundred cubic meters, the years are in a hurry, and the wooden tools placed in it are very dilapidated, but Wang Fan can feel that there is a force on the wooden tools that supports them for several epochs without dissipation.

Wang Fan's breathing was heavy, and he knew very clearly that any kind of power would pass and disappear in the course of time, and the power on the wooden tool seemed to be eternal.

Is the Lord of this Taoist Temple an immortal?

In the Taoist temple, there are not only him, but also three people.

Yes, they are not incarnated by heroic spirits, nor by resentful spirits, but by real beings who have life.

An old man, with a thin face, was kneeling cross-legged on the futon, and his mouth was babbling something, although it was an ancient language, but Wang Fan had seen a lot and understood something.

"Past life, life and death, one thought is death, one thought is death. ”

Wang Fan shook his head, he looked at the other two, a man and a woman were wearing Taoist robes, their faces were shocked, and they didn't know how many years had been in this Taoist temple.

They are the so-called Dao slaves.

In front of the Taoist temple, there is a stone carving of an old Taoist, fairy wind bones, sitting cross-legged, with incense burners and tributes underneath.

Wang Fan's pupils shrank, and he saw a seed the size of an apricot kernel in the tribute, emitting a faint light.

Soul Seed!

Wang Fan's breathing was short.

And a book, dusty.

Three incense sticks, very ordinary incense, but Wang Fan feels very unusual, it must be some kind of treasure.

He walked up to the three tributes and picked up the soul seed in his hand.

There was no accident, so he couldn't believe it, did he get the soul seed like this?

As for the other two tributes, he also put them away, turned around and left.

"The tribute was taken away by Xiaoyou, why not put down the new tribute!"

The old man who was sitting at the front spoke, he was still sitting cross-legged, his eyes were not opened, and he said lightly.

Wang Fan thought about it, took off the jade ring on his hand, put it on, turned around and left.

However, a man and a woman in the Taoist temple blocked the door and blocked the way.

"What do you mean, the new tribute has been left, and you won't let me leave?" Wang Fan frowned.

Lao Dao continued: "Xiaoyou is not in a hurry, why don't you sit down, Lao Dao has something to say to you." ”

"I'm busy. ”

Wang Fan got three things, he didn't want to stay here for a moment, the cultivation of these Dao slaves was terrifying, and a single thought could make him fly into ashes and annihilate.

"Lao Dao asks you, even after stepping into the Treasure Mirror, how should you walk on the road behind you!"

Wang Fan's body was shocked, and this old Taoist could see at a glance that he was a Ten Thousand Soul Desolate Body! And one sentence touched the depths of his heart.

"I don't believe you can have a way, since ancient times, the Ten Thousand Spirits Desolate Body has been the Body of Doom. Wang Fan shook his head.

Lao Dao opened his eyes, he stood up, with a pair of cloudy eyes, he said: "Little friend, why don't you sit down and talk in detail, your physique, the deceased Dao people will have a way to solve it." ”

Wang Fan looked at the stone carving Taoist of the Taoist temple and sneered, "Is he the Lord of Immortals?"

"It's not. ”

"The Immortal Lord has no way, what can he do? What can you do?" Wang Fan said word by word.

"Death, that's the only way. Lao Dao said.

Wang Fan sneered.

Lao Dao continued: "Little friends can know that the Ten Thousand Spirits were not a desolate body back then, but one of the most terrifying physiques in the Heaven and Earth List, the first generation of the Ten Thousand Spirits, smiling proudly in the world and known as the invincible physique. ”

"I know better than you do. ”

"Because of the curse, the Ten Thousand Soul Body has declined, and if you cultivate the Afterlife Method, you can be sent to the past and return to the glorious bloodline of the first generation of the Ten Thousand Soul Body. ”

Wang Fan listened to the old Tao and spoke, it was like a bull's head was not in the horse's mouth, is this the method of introducing Dao slaves? It is too low-end.

Wang Fan said coldly: "I'm sorry, I'm not interested in the method of rebirth. ”

Wang Fan was just about to walk out of the Taoist Temple of the Past Death, when the old Taoist behind him suddenly said, "Do you want to save Ye Zi?"

Wang Fan's body shook, and his body trembled slightly.

"Who the hell are you, why do you know Ye Zi?" Wang Fan stared at the thin old man.

Ye Zi is a hurdle in his heart, when he saw Ye Zi's grave in the underworld, he almost collapsed, and now as long as there is any news about Ye Zi, he will care very much.

"Ye Daoyou went to the afterlife, if you want to save Lord Ye, you can only practice the method of rebirth. Lao Dao said.

"What is the method of rebirth!"

"Sit down, and we'll talk. ”

Beside Lao Dao, another futon appeared, Wang Fan was for Ye Zi, he gritted his teeth and walked step by step.

At this moment, a voice came into his mind, it was Gu Tuo's voice, and he said anxiously: "Wang Fan, don't be confused, that's a Dao slave." ”

It turned out to be Gu Tuo, he left a divine sense in Wang Fan's mind, and reminded him at the most critical moment.

Wang Fan's body shook, looking at the futon in front of him, and cold sweat flowed behind his back.

Phantom Wraith, that thing can penetrate deep into people's memories, this old Taoist also has the ability of Phantom Wraiths, and is familiar with his memories.

"Hmph!" the old man's eyes flashed, and with his cultivation, he could hear Gu Tuo's voice.

Wang Fan thought about it, what is a slave?

Confused mind, wandering on the road of the Tao all his life, such a person completely, fanatically worships the Tao, as long as Wang Fanyi sits on the futon, the mind will also be affected, and then he will become a Taoist slave, eternal life and eternity here.

"Old Dao, how many years have you been here?" Wang Fan asked suddenly.

Lao Dao said lightly: "Two thousand years, sincere to the Tao." ”