"Old bald donkey, where are you going?"

Suddenly, a voice rang out in the sky.

The human voice fell, the dragon groaned again, and in the long and vast dragon groan, a golden dragon broke through the clouds and flew towards the top of the mountain chasing a golden light.

"Haha...... Amitabha, why does Lord Hong push people too much?"

In the golden light, there was a burst of laughter.

"What's wrong with forcing people too much? Anyway, what are you doing with a bald donkey, and you don't practice exercises related to the real dragon, you don't need to look at the true dragon to understand the true meaning, just give it to me!"

A gruff voice followed.

"Amitabha, why did the poor monk give you the dragon title stone that he grabbed with his ability?"

The monk's voice sounded in the golden light: "In addition, who said that my Maitreya Sect does not have exercises related to the true dragon, and the "Mahayana Twelve Flying Dragon Sutras" of this religion also need to observe the meaning of the true dragon before it can be completed. ”

"So, Master Hong shouldn't be strong!"

"Your Maitreya Sect's "Mahayana Twelve Flying Dragon Sutra" is rubbish, Dacheng is the same as Dacheng, don't waste treasures such as dragon rank stones, forget it for me. ”

"Waste is not wasted, it is up to the poor monk to say, this treasure is in the hands of the poor monk, it means that this thing has a relationship with the poor monk, and has nothing to do with the lord of Hong. It's better not to force the donor. ”

"Haha...... If I snatch it, won't it be related to me?"

"Roaring ......"

With the dragon's groan, the golden dragon reached out and grabbed the golden light.

"Amitabha, forcible demand, not fate, but resentment. ”

Accompanied by the monk's voice, a palm poked out from the golden light, and the palm was in the shape of a flower, not stained with dust and fireworks, and gently pointed on the dragon's claws.

Silently, the golden dragon shattered.

The next moment, a man with thick eyebrows and big eyes and a rough appearance stepped into the air, slapped his palms horizontally, and a huge dragon roar resounded through the void, shaking away the golden light, revealing the monk in the golden light.

The monk has a fat head and big ears, and wears a red monk's robe, which is open, revealing a big belly, and a smile on his face.

Next to the monk, there was a handsome young monk sitting cross-legged.

"Okay, even if the poor monk is afraid of you, this dragon title stone, the poor monk allows you to observe it three times. The fat-headed and big-eared monk smiled and shook his head, looking very helpless.

"Haha, laughing Maitreya, didn't you say that earlier?" The rugged man laughed, "It's a waste of Lao Tzu's time." ”

"Hong Zhenlong, are you still so shameless?" laughing Maitreya shook his head.

"Haha, if you want to say shameless, bald donkey, you are the best among the best, your face plate is so big, and your face is full of meat, your face must be thick!" Hong Zhenlong retorted.

The smile on the face of the laughing Maitreya remained the same, but became more and more brilliant, touching his belly and saying: "If you scold the poor monk again, the poor monk will regret it!"

"No, master, I was wrong. Hong Zhenlong immediately sneered.

"Haha, okay, it's time to the place where all demons are buried, don't let the seniors and children see the jokes. The golden lotus flashed and appeared on the top of the mountain, and the flood descending dragon also followed.

"Senior ......"

"Senior ......"

After reaching the top of the mountain, Xiao Maitreya and Hong Zhenlong saluted Lu You successively.

Lu You didn't speak, but nodded.

"Hey, there is someone who is earlier than you and me?" At this time, Hong Zhenlong also found Ye Qing and looked at him curiously: "Still a young man, in the late stage of refining, so weak, he didn't die?"

Ye Qing's face darkened, what does it mean that he is not dead, is he talking about human words?

"The younger Ye Shi has seen two seniors. ”

Ye Qing hurriedly saluted the two, the strength of these two people is estimated to be no less than the previous Song Xilai, he can't afford to offend.

"Ye Shi, it's a fake name when you hear it, kid, you're not honest!" Hong Zhenlong joked with a smile, and the light in his eyes flashed.

"Hehe, the senior said with a smile. Ye Qing smiled stiffly, only to feel that Hong Zhenlong's glance almost saw him through.

"Boy, that person, it seems that he has discovered the deity. The voice of the fog demon sounded in Ye Qing's mind.

Ye Qing didn't take back the fog demon, the fog demon turned into a thin layer of mist, lingering around him, if it wasn't for a person with particularly strong spiritual power, he wouldn't be able to find the abnormality at all, but Hong Zhenlong just glanced at him and discovered the existence of the fog demon.

"Believe in yourself and go 'as if' it goes. Ye Qing's face was expressionless.

Fortunately, after Hong Zhenlong finished speaking, he no longer paid attention to him, but waved his sleeves, and three men and two women appeared on the ground.

"Lord Hong, this is the ...... A legendary burial place?"

"Yes, this is the place of burial. ”

Hong Zhenlong explained: "The so-called burial place refers to the place where the bones of the demons are buried. ”

According to legend, when the Demon Ancestor Rahu was extinguished, his eyes turned into the sun and the moon, his blood turned into rivers, his muscles and bones turned into mountains and rivers, and his hair turned into plants and trees, and his body, viscera, and soul and other essences turned into this hanging mountain, so this mountain is also called the mountain of Rahu, the magic mountain, and the people of the demon road call it the holy mountain. ”

"Lord Hong, we all know this. A young man looked puzzled, a little puzzled.

"You know what's wrong, can't I tell it again?"

Hong Zhenlong glared at the young man and continued: "Therefore, those people in the Demon Dao believe that it is a supreme glory to bury themselves in the Demon Mountain, but the soul can return to Rahu, and they are all proud to be buried in the Demon Mountain before they die, and only those who are truly strong are qualified to bury themselves here. ”

"So over time, this place has become a place where all demons gather and bury their bones, also known as a burial place. ”

"Do you know why I brought you here?" asked Hong Zhenlong.

"Yes. The five of them responded in unison.

"Okay, now that you know, I'll say it again. Hong Zhenlong said.

Five: "......"

"Because, those who can be buried here are all strong people, these people carve tombstones for themselves before they die, and often leave their martial wills on the tombstones, which are of great benefit to you. ”

"Even some people, before they die, do not want to lose their education, so they will leave a legacy here, waiting for someone who is destined, if you can get their inheritance, it is a heifer to heaven, a big deal. ”

The eyes of the five people lit up, and the main reason why they entered the demon tomb was for the burial place, and for the inheritance of the masters in the meantime.

As for those martial arts wills or something, they really don't look down on them.

"I see!" Ye Qing was suddenly, his eyes flickered, to be honest, he was really a little moved.

If it's a treasure or something, he really doesn't have to be excited, there are tricks, he doesn't need these things outside his body, but he is quite interested in martial arts inheritance or something.

Let's ask, as a martial artist, who is not interested in martial arts?

If you can get the martial arts inheritance of a certain senior master, it will really be a step to the sky, at least you don't have to worry about secrets or anything in the future.

"Lord Hong, when did you become so verbose. Laughing Maitreya looked at the chattering Hong Zhenlong: "Don't talk nonsense, let them try it first, be careful not to make your predecessors wait." ”

"Haha...... Good teacher, forget for a while, forget for a while. Hong Zhenlong laughed: "Look at it carefully, don't wait for the boat to capsize in the gutter." ”

"Yes. ”

A few people looked over, only to see that the young monk that Xiao Maitreya had brought earlier had already walked to Lu You, put his hands together, and bowed.

"Laughing Maitreya, are you Maitreya Sect's holy son mute? Why don't you speak?" Hong Zhenlong walked up to Laughing Maitreya and quipped.

Laughing Maitreya said: "The Holy Son is now practicing the closed-mouth heavenly meditation that I taught, so he can't speak. ”

"Shut up Tianzen? really fake, that is one of the most difficult mastery of your Maitreya Sect, once you start to cultivate, you can't speak for ten years, once you open your mouth to speak, you will give up all your previous achievements, practice again from the beginning, known as those who are not great perseverance and fearlessness, you Holy Son is stupid or has a bad brain?"

Hong Zhenlong smiled and said, "By the way, how long has he been cultivating?"

Xiao Maitreya was not angry because of Hong Zhenlong's words: "Amitabha, don't tell you!"

Hong Zhenlong: "...... monk, when did you become so skinny?"

While the two were talking, Lu You had already raised the soul mirror in his hand and shone it on the Maitreya Holy Son.

In the face of the light of the soul mirror that shot at him, the Holy Son of Maitreya did not move, as if he did not see it, and just when the light of the mirror was about to fall on him, the Holy Son of Maitreya opened his mouth and whispered: "All evils retreat......

With the words "all evils retreat" came out, a strange force swept through the air, as if it had a heavenly constitution in its mouth, and the light of the soul mirror slowly dissipated, and before it reached the body of the Maitreya Holy Son, it had all disappeared.

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

Maitreya's Son pronounced the Buddha's horn and turned to walk towards Laughing Maitreya.

"It's so strong. ”

Ye Qing's pupils contracted, although the realm of Maitreya Holy Son was only the God of Washing, he felt that his strength was stronger than the unlucky egg who died in Lu You's hands before.

Of course, it is also related to the degree of Lu You's shot, he found that Lu You shot according to the strength of the trialist, and the soul mirror light used on the Maitreya Holy Son was much stronger than the power used on him.

"You...... He...... He's practiced closed-mouthed heavenly meditation?!"

Hong Zhenlong looked at Maitreya Holy Son dumbfounded, then looked at Laughing Maitreya, and muttered to himself: "Bald donkey, you tell me, I'm not dazzled, right?"

Xiao Maitreya didn't care about the title of Hong Zhenlong, and said unhurriedly: "Lord Hong Shi is not old enough to be dizzy, you read it right, the Holy Son has indeed practiced closed-mouthed heavenly meditation." ”

"I taught the Holy Son to be born with a Buddha heart, great perseverance, and fearlessness, and since the age of twelve, I have been practicing Closed Mouth Heavenly Meditation, and today, it is exactly ten years, and it is also the day when the Holy Son closed his mouth and Heavenly Meditation was completed. ”

"Amazing, amazing!" After a long time, Hong Zhenlong reacted and sighed: "Shut up and meditate, you can't cultivate unless you are born with a Buddha heart, and you can't practice without great perseverance and fearlessness, but once you practice, you can speak the law and repel ten thousand laws, and the power of the end is endless." ”

"I haven't spoken for ten years, and once I opened my mouth, the world was shocked, your Maitreya sect is really out of shit luck, and you actually accepted such a genius! God is really blind!"

"Your Jing'an Division is not bad, that should be your Tianyong Jing'an Division's famous genius Tyrant Luo Slash, you have such a cultivation realm at a young age, and your future is limitless. ”

Laughing Maitreya looked at a young man with a grim expression on his face, a strip of cloth wrapped in his hand, and a long knife on his back.

When Luo Chu heard Xiao Maitreya's praise, he just nodded, his expression was cold, and he was not surprised.

"General, general, Luo Chop, you go. ”

Hong Zhenlong smiled and said to Luo Qi.

"Yes. ”

Luo slashed in response and walked towards Lu You, only to pass by the young monk and glance at the other party defiantly.