The backyard of the ancient temple.

The old monk and the red-haired ghost looked into the distance, and their eyes seemed to be able to pass through the void and fall on the young monk who had lost his voice and wept bitterly.

The two looked at each other.

"Alas. ”

The old monk sighed deeply.

The red-haired ghost said with a sigh: "This day, sooner or later, he will have to face it after all, so it's okay." ”

"Good or bad, who can tell. The old monk shook his head.

"Bald donkey, what do you mean?" the red-haired ghost heard the old monk's words, and there seemed to be an overtone.

The old monk said: "This son is very affectionate, and that Mr. Su is a fetter for him. It is precisely because of this fetters that he shaved his hair and became a monk, he was the clear heart, and he was willing to stay quietly at the bottom of the buried dragon valley for twenty years. ”

The red-haired ghost nodded secretly.

The old monk is right, with Su Zimo's temperament, even if he offends the Liuli Palace and is hunted down by the entire Northern Regions forces, is he willing to endure it like this?

Is there really no other way for him to leave the Northern Regions?

If you have to wait for an opportunity to leave the Northern Regions with Su Hong, with Su Zimo's temperament, as early as more than ten years ago, the moment Nedan was repaired, he would have been killed!

The old monk sighed: "Now, without this fetter, the nightmare that has become the pride of the three sects of immortals, Buddhas, and demons, and the eternal demon that countless monks are afraid of and tremble, may be coming back!"

The red-haired ghost narrowed his eyes and asked, "What do you see?"

"I don't know. ”

The old monk shook his head.

The red-haired ghost asked again: "Twenty years have passed, and his Jindan is still not moving, is there any possibility of recovery?"

"I don't know. ”

The old monk still shook his head.

After a pause, the old monk said slowly: "Maybe he has found a way to restore the golden pill, or maybe he hasn't found it, I don't know, I can't see through him anymore." ”

The red-haired ghost's expression changed slightly!

Even the old monk can't see through Su Zimo!

After twenty years of practicing meditation and enlightenment, chanting scriptures and worshipping the Buddha, Su Zimo's body does have a unique atmosphere.

It's almost like a Buddha!

The red-haired ghost's expression moved, and he suddenly said, "He's back, probably to say goodbye to you." ”

"Also, after all, you are the master of the family, give this kid three or two life-saving things, don't hide them all, will I accompany you into the coffin when the time comes!"

The red-haired ghost was muttering, and the old monk had turned to leave.

disappeared into the cemetery in the blink of an eye, and had come to the main hall.

Not much.

Su Zimo pushed the door in.

His emotions seem to have stabilized, but the sadness in the depths of his eyes is still difficult to resolve.

Su Zimo walked straight into the main hall, knelt down in the direction of the old monk, kowtowed three times, and said in a low voice: "Master, I'm leaving." ”

"Go ahead. ”

The old monk did not stay.

He knew that even if he kept it, it would be in vain.

The old monk stretched out his palm, handed over the two old talismans in his palm, and said, "These are two shifting talismans, one is a small shifting talisman and the other is a large shifting talisman. ”

"Little shifter, I won't say more, random transfer. ”

"As for this Great Shifting Talisman, it can be regarded as a treasure refined by the emperor of the Great Qian Empire back then, and asked the Grandmaster of the Fu Gong to refine it!

Directional teleportation!

The weight of these four words is too heavy.

Just a small shifting charm is already precious.

What's more, it's a big shifter, and it's a directional teleportation?

This is almost equivalent to giving Su Zimo one more life!

Su Zimo took it with both hands, put it in the storage bag, and was about to turn around and leave, but was suddenly stopped by the old monk.

Looking at Su Zimo's empty dantian, the old monk's eyes were a little worried, a little curious, and hesitated, but still asked: "Your Jin Dan ......?"

Su Zimo was silent.

After half a ring, he said softly: "Actually, the secret of restoring the golden pill is in the worry-free flower." ”

"Sanssouci flowers?"

The old monk was slightly stunned.

This worry-free flower, although it is an ancient temple thing, is something that the red-robed woman snatched many years ago and left in Su Zimo's dantian.

Su Zimo said: "In an ancient scripture book in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, there is such a legend that the Sanssouci Tree is one of the three sacred trees of Buddhism, and the Buddha who founded the Buddha was born under this Sanssouci Tree!"

"I've heard this legend ......"

The old monk's voice suddenly stopped.

A flash of light flashed through his mind.

He finally understood and restored the relationship between Jin Dan and Sanssouci Flower.

The legend of Buddhism actually records the Sanssouci flower, another power other than fire.

The power of life!

The birth of life.

From scratch.

Sanssouci Flower witnessed the scene of the birth of the Buddha.

Su Zimo's dantian was shattered, and Jindan was destroyed.

His golden pill power did not disappear, but was absorbed by the carefree flower in the depths of the dantian.

For twenty years.

Su Zimo participates in Zen and enlightenment every day, chanting sutras and worshipping the Buddha, which is constantly precipitating, accumulating, and constantly stimulating the power of 'life' in the worry-free flowers!

Su Zimo had already walked towards the ancient temple.

In a trance.

On Su Zimo's bald head, black hair gradually grew, getting longer and longer.

In his body, the originally dark and empty dantian gradually emerged in the shape of a flower.

On top of that flower.

There is a fruit that is growing at a speed that is visible to the naked eye.

Golden, round, radiant, dazzling!

This fruit is Su Zimo's brand-new golden pill!

The spiritual power was drumming in his dantian, surging more and more, surging more and more.

It was as if a storm was going to form in his body!

Su Zimo's breath is constantly getting stronger!

Every step out of the way, the spiritual power in the dantian will increase by one point.

Getting stronger and stronger!

Rumble!

In the blink of an eye, the spiritual power in the dantian had already broken through the boundaries of the early stage of Jindan and reached the middle stage of Jindan.

It didn't take long.

Rumble!

There was another thud.

Jindan late stage!

Su Zimo once swallowed the 10,000-year-old Zhu Guo, and none of the energy was wasted, it was absorbed by the Sanssouci Flower, and now it is condensed again!

With every step, Su Zimo's breath will change a point!

The only thing that hasn't changed is those eyes.

No sorrow, no joy, no waves.

When Su Zimo walked to the door of the ancient temple, the breath in his body was close to stable, his black hair was dancing wildly, and his momentum was terrifying, like a god!

The peak of the late Jindan period!

Break and stand!

After lying dormant under the Burial Dragon Valley for twenty years, chanting scriptures and worshipping the Buddha every day, his cultivation did not fall, but reached the peak of the later stage of Jindan!

Of course, the changes in Su Zimo don't stop there!

It's just that no one can tell.

Standing at the door of the ancient temple, Su Zimo turned around slowly, his eyes were clear, looking at the two lines of handwriting on the wall of the main hall, dazed.

This is the word that Dieyue left for him.

Suddenly, Su Zimo stretched out his finger!

The fingertips of the index finger burst out with an aura, like a sharp sword, falling on the wall of the main hall.

Su Zimo waved his arm.

After the two lines of writing on the wall, two more lines of new handwriting appeared.

Write sharply and look at the world!

Ming Zhen subconsciously read it out: "Once the dust is gone, it will shine through the mountains and rivers!"

"Shhh

"Such a bold ......"

The old monk's eyes showed a deep shock.

In the originally silent backyard, there was a rumbling sound of chains!

If you want to be the dragon elephant of all Buddhas, you must first be a horse and a cow for all living beings.

Once the dust is gone, it shines through the mountains and rivers.

The previous sentence is the words left by Dieyue.

The latter sentence is Su Zimo's response.

(End of chapter)