The monks of Ryoma Negative Picture Temple are indeed surpassing Lin Yu'er.

This scene, like a needle, pierced Lin Feng's heart.

He shouted to Lin Yu'er, and at the same time, he went to feel her pulse, but Lin Feng didn't feel her pulse at all.

Lin Yu'er fell into the Yellow River and was indeed drowned.

This seems to have become a fact.

The monks next to him saw Lin Feng coming over and disturbed their transcendent rituals, and several monks quickly got up, as if they were going to come over to negotiate with Lin Feng. But at this time, the little monk was humane to the monks who were responsible for the excess.

"When a loved one dies and his mind is uncertain, there is no need to stop him."

The little monk's words made all the monks present stop.

They looked at the little monk and bowed together.

"Patriarch!"

This little monk is actually the patriarch of all the monks in this Longma Negative Diagram Temple, although he wears an extremely simple monk's robe and has an extremely immature face, but it never affects the respect of other monks, even the monks in the abbot's robe.

But.

Lin Feng didn't have the heart to care about these now.

All he cared about was Lin Yu'er in front of him, even if he knew that Lin Yu'er had no pulse, Lin Feng was still unwilling to give up, and even, if he exchanged his life for his little sister to live well, he was willing.

In the Ryoma Negative Diagram Temple, the other monks are actually just ordinary people.

But this young sweeping monk is definitely not an ordinary person.

Lin Feng didn't know how to save Lin Yu'er, who had passed away, and at this moment, he could only see some hope in this young little monk.

It's not that he knows anything, this is Lin Feng's intuition.

Turn around and bow your hand.

Lin Feng did not hesitate, and knelt down directly for the little monk.

The little monk was not too surprised by Lin Feng's kneeling, he just looked at Lin Feng and asked.

"Why does the donor kneel?"

Lin Feng got straight to the point.

"Please, monk, save my sister's life!"

The little monk said.

"People cannot be resurrected after death, and the benefactor must mourn!"

At this time, Lin Feng raised his eyes to look at the little monk and said seriously.

"What if I said that she is also a true dragon?"

This sentence made the little monk stunned for a moment, and she seemed to be a little surprised.

Lin Feng continued to explain.

"She's my own sister, and like me, she's a true dragon. You can see that I am a true dragon bloodline, but I can't see my sister, she is a true dragon bloodline, because she has not yet reached the awakening period!"

Obviously.

Lin Feng's words, the little monk believed.

If it was an ordinary person, she really had no choice, but people with the power of bloodline were different, not to mention that what flowed in Lin Yu'er's body was still a true dragon bloodline?

The little monk only thought about it for a few minutes, and then said.

"So, she really has a chance to be resurrected!"

"How?"

When Lin Feng heard this, he quickly asked the little monk.

The little monk signaled, and Lin Feng went to the meditation room next to him to talk in detail.

Lin Feng nodded, she picked up her sister, carefully put her on the bed in the room next to her, covered the quilt, and then returned to the meditation room where the little monk was.

The other monks came over and served tea to Lin Feng.

The little monk said to Lin Feng.

"I have a way to bring her back to life."

"It's just that this method is very difficult. If it's just an insect, I can just move my fingertips, but after all, she is a living person, and it is very difficult to save her!"

As he said this, the little monk took down a dead little insect from the cobweb behind the door next to him.

One finger touched the little insect, and in a moment, Lin Feng seemed to see that the breath lingered, and the little insect came to life.

Coming back to life seems to be just a trick for this little monk.

The little monk used such a method to compare this, naturally he wanted to talk to Lin Feng about the conditions.

Lin Feng could also hear the meaning of his words.

Lin Feng got straight to the point and said.

"What conditions does the monk have, just say, even if I use the dragon bone river map in my hand to exchange it with you, I will agree!"

The little monk waved his hand.

"No, the poor monk of the dragon bone river diagram does not need it, if it is really needed, the poor monk will not bury it in a golden coffin and bury it under the Yellow River. The poor monk's request is actually very simple, you need to go to Luoshui, find the turtle Luo Shu, take Luo Shu to find the poor monk, and when the time comes, your sister and her will naturally be fine!"

What Longma Negative Picture Temple wants is actually Luoshu.

"Of course, if the donor can't find Luoshu, your sister and her will be buried in this Ryoma Negative Diagram Temple, although the poor monk has the method of embalming the corpse, but how long can her body be guaranteed, I can't be sure!"

Lin Feng nodded.

"Okay, I'll definitely find Vena!"

The little monk smiled.

"Good."

Then.

The little monk led the way, Lin Feng held Lin Yu'er's corpse, and followed the little monk to the meditation room in the backyard. Behind the meditation room, there was a secret door, and behind the secret door was a very large cave, and the cave was extremely cold.

In the depths of the cave, Lin Feng saw two other golden coffins.

The style of this golden coffin is exactly the same as the golden coffin under the Yellow River.

One of them, sealed!

On the side of it, the top of the coffin was set aside and wide open.

The little monk motioned to Lin Feng to put Lin Yu'er's body in the golden coffin, and just press the dragon bone river diagram on her body. After doing this well and covering the golden coffin, Lin Feng left the Longma Negative Figure Temple.

When he left, it was still the little monk who saw him off.

Go under the mountain gate.

The little monk said to Lin Feng.

"The poor monk's Dharma is Yuanxin, waiting for the return of the benefactor!"

Lin Feng saluted with the little monk, and after the little monk returned the salute, with one hand, a broom that he put on the mountainside flew down and fell into his hand.

"The fallen leaves on this mountain road have not been cleaned before they are full......

The existence of the Longma Negative Figure Temple made Lin Feng feel puzzled, and the little monk with the law name Yuanxin also gave Lin Feng a strange feeling, Lin Feng always had a premonition that what the little monk Yuanxin asked for was definitely not a piece of Divine Turtle Luoshu.

But.

In this world, Lin Feng couldn't think of another person who could save Lin Yu'er's life.

Even if Bu Xue is a master, she only heals the wounded, and she can't bring a dead person back to life.

For Lin Feng, leaving Lin Yu'er in Longma Negative Figure Temple, he was gambling.

Only that Yuan Xin has the possibility of saving Lin Yu'er.

Back to the river.

The ink Jiao was still there, but Lin Feng was about to get on the ink Jiao again, and when he left this ancient road of the Yellow River, a voice came from the reeds next to him. Lin Feng followed the voice and found that there was actually a monk standing in the reeds over there, and he was dressed in tatters.

Glancing at the direction of the mountain, the little monk who swept the mountain road was nowhere to be seen.

Lin Feng walked over.

The monk said to Lin Feng.

"This benefactor, you just went to the Ryoma Negative Picture Temple, right, remember, no matter what the Yuanxin monk says, don't believe him!"