"Boom ......"

With the whiteness of the sky, a bell suddenly rang in the mountains, desolate and distant, as if a thousand weights were heard.

It was a small, humble temple, a temple that almost no one knew about, and it was nestled among the mountains, on the top of a verdant mountain.

On the other side of it, however, is a rolling mountain range, shaped like a dragon, winding and boundless.

However, the dragon died.

I saw a handsome monk looking at the opposite mountain range with a sad face, the whole mountain range is gradually disappearing at this moment, especially the dragon head part, it seems that it has already turned into a Jedi, there is no grass and no wood, no birds and no beasts, life is extinct, only the hideous and strange stone forest, and the blackened soil, like the dragon scales and dragon blood on the dragon corpse.

The monk shook his head as he looked at the black dirt that had been stained with blood for a long time.

"Alas, I can't imagine that there is really such an extremely yin place in this world, a place for raising corpses, and it is also a burial dragon lair transformed by the dragon veins of Great Qin, a place that is extremely fierce in the world. ”

The monk slowly sat down towards the dragon's head.

"The donor uses the method of easy image and mystery to cut off the Qin dragon vein, suck its resentment and death, and fear that the demon nature will be born in the future, Xuanzang will recite the Buddhist scriptures for you a few more times today. ”

He whispered in his mouth, but he didn't know to whom, it seemed to be the head of the dragon vein, and it seemed to be something else.

"Contemplating the bodhisattva of freedom, when he walks in deep prajnaparamita. See that the five aggregates are empty, and overcome all suffering. The relics are not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, and the same is true when you want to know it. The relics are the empty phase of all the laws, neither born nor destroyed, neither dirty nor pure, neither increased nor decreased......"

His voice is pure and vast, like a stream between stones, washing the soul and reaching the land of the dragon's head.

After that, the monk would recite the sutras many times a day, rain or shine, uninterrupted, for decades.

It's a pity that life and death are unprovoked.

On this day, Xuanzang slowly stood up after reciting the scriptures.

"Impermanence is near. ”

His face darkened, not because of his own death, but because he looked at the land of the dragon vein.

At this time, the mountain range has almost completely turned into a black mountain range, like a pitch-black dragon, turning into a terrifying death place, and ordinary people will probably avoid a serious illness if they set foot on it.

"Xuanzang has returned from Tianzhu to this place, and the donor has been with him for decades, and now he is also a friend for a while. ”

He looked at the dragon head for a long time, and then his body actually flew away in the air, the light skill was so high, and the martial arts cultivation was rare in the real world.

Afterwards.

The years were merciless, and under the wind and rain, the simple temple gradually became dilapidated and unbearable, and even the bronze bell was turned into copper sheets.

Another day, I saw a chubby little novice appear on the narrow and difficult mountain road.

At the age of thirteen or fourteen, the monk's robe had already been pierced by the branches, and he was carrying a package on his back.

I saw him sweating profusely looking around, and then he saw the ruined temple on the top of the mountain in the distance, and suddenly smiled happily.

The tired figure also seemed to become lighter.

Only after he climbed to the top of the mountain and walked to the temple to tidy up, he respectfully put a lotus-shaped thing in the package on the temple platform, which was not stone or jade, the color was like mutton fat, and it was blue, like a bone.

"Patriarch Xuanzang, the disciple is fortunate not to be dishonored and brings the relics here. ”

The little monk bowed to the lotus relic with a dusty face.

I saw that he lived in this temple after this day, and the wild fruits were full of hunger, and the spring dew quenched his thirst, and he kept reciting the scriptures to the mountains all day long.

And so, another year passed.

On this day, the little monk was reciting the scriptures as usual, but suddenly he saw several sneaky people appear at the foot of the mountain in the land of the dragon's head in the distance.

A look of worry suddenly appeared on the chubby little face.

"The scripture left by the patriarch said that there is a great demon buried in this mountain, what if you wake up?"

He didn't care too much, and rushed all the way down the mountain, and he didn't know how many falls he had to fall before he got in front of those people.

"Donors stay. ”

There were seven people who were sneaky, all of whom were powerful and powerful, and when they saw the little monk running at this time, their first reaction was to pull out the knife on their waists.

"Big brother, that's right, this is it, the thirteenth panic, the Qin Dynasty Dragon Vein Jedi. ”

One of them looked at the ancient book in his hand.

"Yes, there was a posthumous copy that said that there was a palace here. ”

The other also spoke with some excitement.

And the little monk has been restrained by everyone.

"Little monk, do you know what's in here?"

The leader looked at the little monk with a pale face and said gloomily.

"There's a big devil in this. ”

The child took a deep breath and folded his hands.

Everyone would believe it, and immediately sneered and laughed differently.

Only one person looked at this ominous place with a slight frown.

"This place is extremely cathode dead, here, I'm afraid there is really something, it must not be a good kind, it must be an extremely fierce thing. ”

That knew that the man had just finished speaking.

"Fourth, it's just a matter of deceiving others with your set of fortune tellers and feng shui, how can you still deceive your brothers. ”

One of the people next to him was already impatiently interrupted.

"If there is really a dungeon, I'm afraid gold and silver treasures are indispensable, if it will be powerful today, it will be good to take out some of it and replace it with a Dharma Protector Elder. ”

didn't care about the fourth child's ugly face, he looked at the land of the dragon's head with excitement on his face.

The rest of the people are also very much like that.

"Amitabha. ”

The little monk looked at the knife around his neck and looked at everyone's reactions, and suddenly sighed and stopped speaking.

"Go, you go ahead. ”

Only the eldest of them had other thoughts in his heart, pushing the little monk to the place of the dragon's head.

As soon as they stepped on, everyone shuddered involuntarily, only to feel an ominous surge in their hearts.

The deeper they went, the more ugly their faces became, and some of them had turned pale with their legs swinging.

The soil under his feet seemed to be stained with blood and blackened, and occasionally some corpses half-hidden in the soil were revealed, and there were birds and beasts, only those few people were inexplicably frightened.

The mountains were silent, unusually dead, except for the footsteps of a few people.

Finally, in the midst of everyone's suffering and fright, several people went up to the Longshou Mountainside.

"Looks like this is the entrance. ”

Lao Si glanced around, only to see that there was a faint pile of stones on the mountain wall not far away, and from a distance, it looked like a huge wound on the center of the dragon's eyebrows, which was shocking.

He took a deep breath, trembling a little and fearful, looking at the wound as if he were seeing a bottomless abyss.

"Get out of the way. ”

The boss of the crowd suddenly let out a low shout, and his whole body was full of true qi, and his palms were already covered with a strong internal force.

"Drink!"

The palms came out of the air, and suddenly turned into an astonishing palm print on the wound, shaking for a while.

Seeing that he had failed to make a meritorious achievement, his figure suddenly jumped into the air, and several palm prints followed.

"Good handwriting. ”

Everyone cheered in unison.

After a few breaths, several cracks suddenly spread from the palm print, and when the rubble was scattered, a terrifying aura had spread out from inside.

Everyone froze on the spot, their scalps were numb, and they only felt a cool breath instantly from the tail vertebrae to the Tianling cover.

All they felt was a coiled dragon in the dark hole, asleep.

"Goo, big brother, you want to ...... Or...... Let's go. ”

One swallowed and stammered.

In a moment, it was as if they had been fished out of the water.

"Little monk, you go in first and have a look. ”

The boss of several people did not answer the man's words with a gloomy face, but said viciously to the little monk.

The little monk was a child after all, and his face turned pale when he heard it at the moment, but he didn't refuse, I'm afraid he couldn't refuse, he endured the fear in his heart and slowly walked in.

The space in the cave is not large, less than 100 meters to the front of the underground palace, and its outline can be vaguely seen through the faint light.

The little monk secretly recited the Buddhist scriptures in his heart, and his footsteps had slowly reached the front of the hinterland underground palace.

Behind them, the men waited for a moment and saw that nothing unusual had happened, and then they also walked in.

The dungeon is very simple, but it exudes the breath of time.

"Big brother, there's nothing. ”

Everyone walked around the dungeon, but found nothing.

And only the fourth child seemed to have discovered something, his face slowly turned pale, and finally turned pale, which was frightened.

He saw the sarcophagus in the center of the dungeon, and also saw that the sarcophagus was connected to the ground, and there were countless mysterious lines on it, as if extending to the ground, reaching all directions.

"Little monk, how do you know that this is a big demon?"

He suddenly turned his head and looked at the little monk and asked.

"My ancestor told me. ”

The little monk was startled by his face and eyes, but he still answered honestly.

"Who is your ancestor?"

The fourth child's face was already a little blue.

"My ancestor is Master Sanzang, Xuanzang. ”

The little monk spoke with admiration.

"What else did he say?"

There is no luck in the eyes of the fourth child at this moment.

The patriarch also said that the great demon in this world, after the change of the cycle of life and death, is no longer human, but belongs to the flow of gods and demons. ”

A memory in the eyes of the little monk.

And the fourth child's face was already dead, and his steps had begun to retreat, just because his brothers had begun to lift the sarcophagus.

And everyone was stunned after eagerly opening the sarcophagus, no, to be precise, it should be frightened, as if it was petrified and solidified in an instant, and their breathing suddenly stopped, as if they were afraid of waking up the existence in the coffin.

But the boss's face changed, and he saw the few books and scrolls that existed beside him, like martial arts secret books.

Under the horrified gaze of everyone, he nervously stretched his hand inside, but then as if he had touched something, he was no longer conscious.

The others only saw the boss reach in, and saw a faint light flash in the coffin, as if red and blue were intertwined, and then there was a pile of clothes that fell on the ground, and there was no flesh left.

It seemed that because of this faint sound, I saw that the life of the sarcophagus seemed to be at an end, and all of it was turned into powder and scattered.

Everyone's hearts tightened.

And the fourth child had already seen the figure in the coffin, and the figure immediately hurried out, almost desperately to perform light skills, and the rest of the people saw the same and followed closely.

Only the little monk froze in place, because he saw that the existence that seemed to be still sleeping before had slowly opened his eyes, and his blank eyes had only returned to clarity in a few breaths.

"To live is to die, and to die is to live. ”

A hoarse voice suddenly sounded, like a sigh, as if stunned.