"Wenkang?" Hearing what the other party said, Zheng Ming couldn't help but be stunned, and secretly felt a little embarrassed and embarrassed.

Wen Kang is the current ancestor of Haoran Sect, and he is now one of the founders of Haoran Sect, but here on the other side, he has become a "little ghost". Moreover, the other party was still a teenager at this time, and this kind of words came out of his mouth, which seemed a little strange and surprised.

"Whew. At this time, the young man suddenly smiled slightly, then looked at Zheng Ming with a smile and said, "Yes, there is nothing here now." ”

Zheng Ming scratched his head a little sullenly, not knowing what to say. He originally thought that there could be some secret treasure here to improve his cultivation, but he never thought that this so-called secret treasure inheritance had already been pried away by his ancestor Wenkang.

During the change of mind, Zheng Ming's heart suddenly moved, and then he blinked his eyes with some intriguing, and asked: "What the predecessors said before - to realize the Tao here, I don't know what the way of the predecessors is to understand?"

Hearing this, the young man smiled slightly and meaningfully, and said with a smile: "Huangquan Dao." ”

"Huangquan Dao?" Hearing this, Zheng Ming immediately frowned, but in an instant, his eyes suddenly bloomed with a strong brilliance, and he blurted out: "Rise from the dead!?"

Resurrection from the dead was the fundamental reason why he wanted to become a monk!

He is obsessed with it, and if he learns it, he will be able to resurrect those who have passed away and bring them back to him.

However, he almost searched through the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and asked almost all the senior brothers and deacons, but no one could answer......

"Coming back from the dead is the avenue of heaven and earth, difficult to know and difficult to find, difficult to understand and difficult to understand......" This sentence is Luo Zhong's answer.

This time made him disheartened and obsessed.

But now, at present, there is actually a person who has realized the way of Huangquan Dao! This is undoubtedly a kind of road to "resurrection from the dead", which can solve the confusion of resurrecting the dead for him, and even help him learn the art of resurrecting the dead!

Yes, how could he not be excited, and how could he suppress this emotion.

"Whew. Seeing Zheng Ming's current situation, the young man couldn't help but shake his head and smile, but then he sighed, then raised his eyes to look at the patio above, and muttered with a complicated expression: "Bring the dead back to life...... It's tantamount to sharing the soup with heaven and competing for favor with reincarnation......"

Hearing this, Zheng Ming suddenly breathed, and the divine light in his eyes and the momentum that burst out on his body also weakened and gradually subsided.

"Heavenly Dao, reincarnation, Huangquan, the ...... of rebirth" At this time, the young man suddenly said again: "It is very easy to die, and it is difficult to die, and the reincarnation of Huangquan will not see each other......"

For.

Zheng Ming bit his inner lip with his teeth and slowly lowered his head, his eyes were full of unwillingness and loneliness, and his hands were clenched so that his knuckles rattled.

He had already guessed that the other party had not succeeded in enlightenment, otherwise, there would not have been only a wisp of residual thoughts left. However, this does not mean that the other party has not touched or explored the "Tao" before, but that he has expectations and hopes for it. But now, listening to the meaning of the other party's words, all his hopes and expectations have been shattered......

"If you are reincarnated, you can extract your soul......" The young man's expression was complicated, and there was a strange pain in the flashing of his eyes, and he only said to himself:

"Yuanying Monk, the ...... of the Practice"

"Or from the Nirvana Spirit, fuse other people's blood ......"

Speaking of this, the young man's eyes were more painful, and there was even more inexplicable obsession entangled: "When a person dies, he has a soul, and he can't recover it?"

Zheng Ming didn't say a word, only hung his head and clasped his hands.

"Peep at the Yellow Spring...... How many evil consequences will be created?" His words were more like asking himself, and with each question, the pain in his eyes increased even more, and there was even more disbelief and entanglement.

"Huangquan drowns the soul and enters reincarnation...... Outside of reincarnation, why?"

"I'm only chasing this river...... 13,000 years and not forever ......"

Not to mention...... Make it manifest and get a shot out of it?!"

He kept talking and talked a lot about it afterwards...... But Zheng Ming couldn't hear it......

Back...... Little Black ...... Butterfly...... Rheum......

His eyes were sparkling and tears were moist......

Unwillingness, remorse, self-blame...... All kinds of intertwined.

He promised himself, he couldn't do it. What is promised to others is even more impossible.

13,000 years! The longest-lived person in Yiyuan Village only lived to be 327 years old!

Even if you realize it now, you can cultivate it! Three breaths...... I have entered the reincarnation......

Share the soup with heaven and compete with reincarnation for favor...... He laughed bitterly in his heart and closed his eyes for it.

"My Huangquan Dao!" At this time, the young man who was looking up at the patio suddenly turned grim, and then suddenly glared at Zheng Ming, and roared angrily: "Why?!"

He roared out in an instant, and his people also rushed to Zheng Ming's side from the viewing platform in an instant!

Boom Boom –

He was like a meteor breaking through the world, sweeping away and disintegrating the two patio worlds......

Patio, in reality.

Call!

When Zheng Ming burst into tears in the corner of his eyes, the people on the seven murals also turned around angrily and turned into seven streamers and rushed into Zheng Ming's body!

Click, click......

At the same time, the patio world here is like a crystal shattering, cracks are bursting!

Silently, this vast realm of trials disappeared in an instant when the countless space debris swept out......

Call!

Sou!

Scold!

For a while, all the disciples of the Haoran Sect who were cultivating and breaking through in the realm of trials were all forced to withdraw. Even, their primordial spirit and body were separated in an instant due to the impact!

But most of them were frightened and trembling, and the gloomy ones only looked at the entrance with their eyes flashing.

The bridge is still there. The entrance is still there.

But there, it turned into an ordinary cave. The fog has also disappeared, and the patio is no longer ......

And the boy who sat cross-legged on the stone platform inside was also the only one who was not swept away by the impact.

This kind of anomaly does not seem to be caused by someone successfully breaking through the level. After all, back then, after the Wenkang Ancestor broke through, there was no change in this place.

"Congratulations - the head of the Dao of Pansheng, the soul returns to the Dao to ......" At this time, there was a vicissitudes of life and full of sad words, which spread from the ancestral temple tower.

Hearing this, the disciples and deacons who had been knocked out were silent.

After a while, a middle-aged deacon was silent for a long time, with a complicated expression, and then closed his eyes and sighed deeply. After that, he stood up and bowed deeply to the cave where Zheng Ming was.

Seeing this, everyone was silent.

Paying homage to three breaths, the deacon sighed and left......

Seeing this, the rest of the people were thoughtful, and after being silent for a long time, they also bowed to each other, and then left one after another......

Someone looked at it deeply, only to shake his head and sigh......

Patriarch - There are some senior deacons who know a few:

He and the founding patriarch of Haoran Sect "Bo Yunzi" are also teachers and friends, 4,600 years ago, came to Haoran Sect to concentrate on enlightenment, and helped the founder of the mountain "Bo Yunzi" to build a secret realm of trials. Since then, there has been no news and no whereabouts. It wasn't until 3,300 years ago, when the current patriarch Wenkang went to break through the path of trials, that he knew that the other party was still inside. But about the rest, Patriarch Wenkang kept his mouth shut, and others didn't know about it.

Now, even if you don't know these hidden secrets, the results are clear......

......

In the cave, Zheng Ming closed his eyes deeply, and there were tears in the corners of his eyes.

"Thank you......, senior," Zheng Ming muttered thanks, then slowly opened his eyes and looked down at his left hand.

Before the remnant of the Dao Elder of the Birth Dao feathered, it left a mark on him—this mark was condensed on the palm of his left hand, like a vortex, spinning two and a half times, and the color was yellow.

Gurgling ......

When Zheng Ming looked at it, it flashed with a flash of light, rotated in a reverse circle, and then slowly disappeared in the dissipation of the millilight......

This is the Dao Thought of the Patriarch of the Pansheng Dao, and it is the breath of the Huangquan Dao that he has pursued all his life.

"Thirteen thousand years, just a trace of the breath of the Yellow Spring...... Zheng Ming slowly clenched his left hand into a fist, and clenched his fist hard, and his heart and faith were reunited and persistent.

The words of the Daoist Master made him lose all motivation for his cultivation, causing the edifice of his goal in his heart to collapse and his faith to burn. But what was left behind by the Daoist of Pansheng opened a way for him to the Heavenly Dao. Or, it was given him a key.

For this, he has nothing to thank. It can only be repaid by completing the mission!

"Woo-hoo!" At this moment, Aaron flew from the top of the bridge - it drifted back and forth until it finally turned around and crashed backwards into Zheng Ming's arms.

"Whew. Zheng Ming instinctively hugged Ah Long, and when he looked down, he only felt warm in his heart.

"Uh-huh, hmm!" Ah Long nodded heavily, smiling very happily - in his arms, he was also holding a spiritual ginseng with a glass on the outside and a watery inside.

As the spiritual venerable of Haoran Sect, it is like a little milk dog every day, "humming, humming", which really makes people laugh.

Quack.

Ah Long took another bite of the ginseng and ate it, very satisfied. However, although the ginseng was bitten out of the gap, the spiritual flow inside was gathered and never flowed out.

Seeing this, Zheng Ming couldn't help but lift the corners of his mouth, he naturally knew this spiritual ginseng: sea spiritual ginseng, from the four oceans, produced in the deep sea from the nest of a jellyfish called "Blue Mane", contains extremely pure water spiritual power, is a rare spiritual treasure for water monks, like fire Bodhi.

Ah Long is a rare dual-line beast of water and fire, which is a rare species of immortal beasts, and only the creation of heaven and earth can allow the two forces of water and fire to coexist for a night.

Previously, Zheng Ming remembered that Ah Long only ate fire bodhi every day, and never saw it steal sea ginseng, and he didn't even want to take a second look. But now it seems that it should be the fire system cultivation in Ah Long's body that has reached a critical point, so that he needs to maintain the balance in his body by absorbing more water system spiritual power.

"Even if Aaron is born together, he needs to be constantly balanced...... My Nine Pulse ......" Thinking of this, Zheng Ming couldn't help but shake his head and sigh. But after that, he suppressed the distractions in his heart with a slight smile, and then stood up and walked outside with Ah Long in his arms.

"Aaron ......"

"Tate? ”

"What time is the meridian plate on both sides of the main hall entrance?"

"Tar ——, Tar—"

"Whoa...... I'd better go see it myself......"

"Ahh

"Huh...... It's been three months......"

"Uh-huh!

"Whoa...... Qingyun New Calendar, 1384......"