"Oh, I'm tired of your grandfather and me!"

"That crazy boy, look at how your Grandpa Jin cleans you up in the future. ”

"Humph!"

"With that black dragon scale on your body, Yu Boy can concoct you well...... And places like this, interesting! interesting!"

I saw a golden light pass like a meteor, but it disappeared in mid-air in an instant.

"I'm tired, I want to rest......" After speaking, I saw Jin aging and making a golden light into Yu Ping's soul nourishing stone in the big black cocoon.

And the black cocoon that Yu Ping had turned into was slowly falling in a forest of giant trees.

I don't know how many thousands of miles have passed since the entrance and exit of this place and the Nanyun Secret Realm in the north of the continent, or it is not in the Southern Continent at all.

I saw that the forest was full of ancient trees, and the traces of no one walking on the road under the lush greenery were very empty, and the small plants were all covered by the giant trees and grew unevenly, but if you looked closely, there were still no branches and broken leaves, and the thick fallen leaves covered the ground were also footprints of different shades, and occasionally a corner of the blue and black stone was revealed.

Experienced hunters will know that this is an area where predators can live.

I don't know if it was ten days or half a month, but this ancient forest was extremely abnormal, and I often heard fierce beasts roaring in the mountains, and many wild beasts even rushed to the place where Yu Ping turned into a black cocoon.

It's just that these beasts came to this black cocoon, but without exception, they only dared to whisper, and then they all retreated and disappeared.

Occasionally, one or two strange beasts roared at Yu Ping and ran away, even crawling and rolling, their sharp claws scraping rotten leaves and wet dirt flying around.

Not far from the location of Yu Ping, there is an ancient temple.

It covers an area of only a few acres in size, and is deeply surrounded by the thick branches of giant trees.

The temple has long been in a state of decay, the once vermilion gate is a dark gray, and the huge beams are full of wormholes.

Even the three big characters on the temple door are a little blurry, and it can be vaguely seen that they are three ancient characters: "Dalong Temple"

Temple.

"Da Bai, Erbai, what are you yelling at, and you want to go out to find your tiger girl, it's still a demon beast and it's so useless?" A big monk wearing gray and white sheer yarn, one trouser leg dragged on the ground, and one trouser leg still hanging on his thigh, picked his teeth with a bamboo branch and jokingly said to the two white tigers in the inner courtyard of the temple.

It was as if the two beasts could understand.

He responded with a tiger claw stretched out in one direction and two low barks, like a puppy, and then came back to walk around with his head down, panting.

There was still a trace of grievance in the eyes of the majestic white tiger.

The two white tigers only had a small and rough hemp rope around their necks, which looked even thinner than a cattle rope, but when the white tigers walked back and forth, bursts of white light appeared on them.

The two white tigers could only spin back and forth all the time, moving restlessly.

"Strange, strange, good! Is it as the master said, but what does the master say?" the great monk sniffed a few times in the direction of the tiger's claw finger and said happily.

After the great monk muttered two sentences by himself, he stretched out his hand to the place where the two white tigers were volleyed twice, only to see two golden rays of light directly on the tiger's head. The two white tigers lowered their heads as if they were confused, and lay down one after another, supporting them with only their two front paws, as quiet as closing their eyes and napping.

"I'll come when I go. The great monk said to himself, and walked slowly towards the outside of the temple. The fat flesh swayed from side to side, as if it was about to squeeze through the sheer yarn on its body.

Yu Ping only felt that he had had a long dream, but he didn't remember anything in the dream.

"Am I not in the Nanyun Secret Realm?" Leng Feng ......" Yu Ping woke up as if he had suddenly thought of something.

"Ahem!" Yu Ping coughed twice and blinked vigorously for a long time before opening his eyes.

"Where is this? Why am I under the giant tree? This is definitely not in the Nanyun Secret Realm!" Yu Ping muttered to himself.

Breathing hard a few times, there was a slight fishy smell in the thick soil decay, and the taste was not good, but Yu Pingdun felt clear.

It's just that at this time, I can only try to raise my head slightly, and I can't move.

"Huh, what is the thin layer of golden light on this body, is this the reason why you can't move?But how is the injury on your body good?" Yu Ping remembered that he was hit by Leng Feng's Great Void Sword Technique in the secret realm, and he obviously felt that he was going to die.

But now, in addition to the body being covered by this layer of inexplicable golden light, the body is full of true qi, and the dantian has more than doubled in size, and even the true qi in the dantian is still sandwiched with a faint golden qi, but the wound on the chest has not even left a scar.

Yu Ping also found some abnormalities, his divine consciousness still did not recover, even worse than in the Nanyun Secret Realm, he could only feel a few meters away, and as soon as he used his divine sense, his head was buzzing, and the black vein could not mobilize half of the power of the black vein at all, as if he couldn't feel its existence.

The only thing that Yu Ping could be sure of was that at this time, Yu Ping even the Dao robe of the true disciple was completely broken, and even some private parts were exposed to the air, and the piercing sword mark on his chest was still clearly visible.

After careful inspection, in addition to the slightest scar, the animal skin on the chest was also intact, and the storage bag was also hung around the waist.

"What the hell happened, and where is it now? Who left me here?" Yu Ping's mind had more questions.

Yu Ping was thinking about this strange thing, and his true qi kept washing his body over and over again, trying to impact the golden light film on his body.

Suddenly, it was as if I heard the sound of footsteps, one high and one low, and the sound was not like a hunter or a beast, but like a pedestrian wandering leisurely, but it was a collapse and a jump, but where did the idlers come from in this ancient forest?

But the sound of the footsteps came straight towards him, becoming clearer and clearer.

When the footsteps stopped, I saw a monk wearing a wide gray robe and a bald head standing in front of him, staring at him with an exaggerated expression on his face.

When the great monk saw Yu Ping as if he was struggling, he made a Buddhist salute and said, "Amitabha, the little monk is enlightened, the little benefactor is violent, do you need the help of the little monk?"

"Hmm...... Hmm......" Yu Ping's face turned red and he hurriedly wanted to reply, but he only heard a sound in his throat.

The monk Wu Jing didn't hesitate at all after speaking, stepped forward and grabbed Yu Ping's arms and shoulders, and was about to help Yu Ping get up, but only heard a snort, Wu Jing looked down and saw that his feet had been trapped in the hard ground, but Yu Ping in his hand did not move half a minute.

"The dragon qi protects the body, the body is like fine iron, the master is really a god!" Although Wu Jing was shocked in his heart, he did not stop in his hand, and a gold-edged red robe appeared out of thin air.

Seeing a shake of his hand, Yu Ping could only watch as the gold-rimmed robe covered himself like a big red cloth bag, leaving only one head outside the mouth of the bag.

Before Yu Ping could make a voice in his mouth and ask the monk, Wu Jing lifted the robe that wrapped Yu Ping with a backhand, turned around and ran in the direction of coming.

Yu Ping only felt that the small trees and rotten leaves and rotten branches around him quickly passed in front of him, but Monk Wujing did not come leisurely, and he was no longer walking in a hurry, but swept over like a gust of wind, and Yu Ping seemed to be carried in his hand by this Wujing like a piece of clothing.

Yu Ping was shocked in his heart: "I met a monk." ”

But Yu Ping also put his mind at ease, fortunately he met a great monk.

It didn't take long for Yu Ping to be even more surprised by the magical robe that wrapped him, the golden light film that he couldn't break away for a long time, and the visible speed was sucked in by the robe, but it only took less than half an hour to gradually dissipate under the wrapping of this robe.

Of course, although the golden light that wrapped himself was gone, Yu Ping was still unable to move in this robe.

For half an hour, Yu Ping didn't notice how far the monk Wujing had gone, and he was carried into the Dalong Temple by Wujing.

"Thank you Master Wujing! Yu Ping is grateful!"

"Lord Yu is polite, just call me Wujing or the great monk. After saying that, as if he remembered something, he smiled and put Yu Ping standing and putting it down. As soon as the hand was stretched, the robe automatically returned to Wu Jing's hand.

"Master Wu Jing is such a magical kung fu. Yu Ping couldn't help but sigh and said, but when he said it, he looked at the big red robe.

Wu Jing touched her head and said, "Master Yu, don't laugh at me, your King Kong Kung Fu is rare, and it is much stronger than your junior sister." ”

"By the way, Lord Yu, can you really move around freely?" Wu Jing asked again after speaking.

"This! Master Wujing ......" Yu Ping made a walking movement, but he saw that his hands could swing, and the two standing legs did not move as if they were rusty, and he was anxious to pour his true qi into his legs, but he felt that his body was sinking, and he actually stepped on the black stone slab under his feet, and continued to sink into the soil under the stone slab, as if he was stepping on not hard ground, but a swamp.

If my guess is correct, Master Yu should have reached the first-order perfection of the exercises he had cultivated in a special place without knowing it. ”

"But why can't I touch such a good thing?" Wu Jing touched the top of her bare head, ignoring Yu Ping, who was stuck in the dirt and couldn't move, but muttered to herself enviously.

"What is the first-order masterpiece??" Yu Ping didn't know, so he thought secretly.

"Sink in the water, hide in the convulsion, yin is solid and yang is weak, yang is solid and yin is also prosperous, turn less yang into a giant hole, and the sea of luck is in the bright hole...... Dacheng is hidden in the heart, Fang Cheng Heart Sutra, Yin and Yang are also ...... in the void", a sudden and difficult exercise mantra is recited unhurriedly from the mouth of Wu Jing like a scripture.

"The Great Sun True Yang Sutra?" This Wu Jing recited in his mouth turned out to be the Great Sun True Yang Sutra that he had cultivated, although there were some of the back that he didn't know at all, but the front was exactly the same.

Yu Ping didn't think much about it, followed what Wu Jing said, closed his eyes and carried the Great Sun True Yang Sutra.