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The old monster with the monkey's mouth was not wrong, he and Zishui were indeed old acquaintances in the early years, and Zishui did not lie, but they had been known for a long time, and they didn't remember where they met.

The storyteller, Master Mo, asked in a low voice, "Two little friends, do you remember a past incident we talked about?"

At this time, Shangguan Rui and the little camel involuntarily stretched out their ears, wanting to know and understand, but they were shocked at this time.

"Smack"!

His voice was louder again...

Twenty years ago, Na Zishui took revenge for the second time with resentment, and found Jiaoya, who hated his family and killed his brother and took his son, in the Sajin Beach Flower Wine Boat, and led him to a graveyard in the back mountain.

But there was a deviation in everything, and after the smoke disappeared, in order to save the life of Zishui, Nazhan Kunlun invited his own venerable teacher and bloody ancestor, and Enshi made a move.

We have all talked about everything before, and we can pass through one generation after another, but we are going to talk about it now.

At this time, standing behind a few people, what has long been ignored is a monster that has been catalyzed by bizarre means and mutated, the aura demon pig!

The bloody ancestor used the usual game-like means to refine the old ghost of Nanluo, another well-known leader in the evil path.

actually played with his heart, and used his means to ride a monster that was mutated and contained in the level of Yudan.

But he didn't admit that this was the way it was, the heavenly creation of this thing, maybe the accident of this matter, even this evil ancestor, the Blood Demon King, never thought of it.

And now it's because of it, the hunger at the beginning was unbearable, and he actually devoured the rare treasures he had been snare for many years, and he had a Dharma body at the level of a primordial infant.

This is the achievement of the cultivation height that even the blood demon himself has not been able to reach in his life, and he is out of the middle level.

And speaking of this monster, it's the monkey-billed old monster we just talked about!

Therefore, if he and Zishui met by smell, but Zishui did not recognize him, then all this was reasonable and not surprising.

Although everything in the world has a fixed number, there are also bizarre variables in the fixed number, which stands to reason that the aura mana in the magic weapon is a superb material.

and the Dharma body of the fallen person, after being refined, cannot be broken down and selected again, and become a unique mana that can be absorbed by one's own family.

But if there is a strange cause in front of it, it will bear strange fruits.

The wisdom of Nan Luoqi's life has been used in his own original means, and he actually found another way, trying to use his own mana and aura to produce a spirit pill that can catalyze mutations, to feed these mutant things with low intelligence.

For his own drive to practice again, and those animals in the mountains and wilderness were also exhausted by all kinds of means, and they actually survived more tenaciously, and from then on, they did not choose to be of the same kind, and they did not choose to eat, and they became the real wild things among the wild things.

And the bloody ancestor knew these truths, but he relied on his own skills, and he was not afraid to ride it under his own body every day, but he also thought it was quite an interesting thing.

But when the two masters and apprentices no longer had any nostalgia for things in the world, they sealed a place of evil, and at the same time used a ghost lamp refined by Rakshasa leather as the key to break into the access control of the underworld.

and the soul of his own family lived here, and with the help of the passage of the yin and evil qi here, he forcibly escaped into the yin, and after leaving more than half a month, the monster who was no longer fed and had no way to forage for food became more and more crazy.

It was a very wild thing, and it had been a long time since it was taken care of who its owner was.

But this monster who has been accustomed to eating aura mana since he was a child, the treasures and clothes on this person's body are all used day by day, but in the end, they are eaten cleanly.

I just couldn't digest it, and the Extreme Yin Spirit Pill in the Blood Demon Ancestor's body made this evil pill warm up again by the bright red flesh and blood aura in this monster's body.

It actually became his future cultivation and creation, and how did he cultivate his spiritual wisdom, transform into a human form, and even how did he learn the ancestral exercises, and escape from this sealed place.

We don't need to go into all of them, but one thing is for sure, he doesn't know how many cultivators he has become, and now he has really attained refinement! And he is becoming more and more vicious and harming the world.

The things here and the original body of the monster, the one-eyed figure knew a thing or two, but at this time, Zishui didn't know where he came from, so he was brought here by this senior.

At this time, the person pondered for a moment, and then probed up and down, and this person asked.

"I think you're a Taoist dresser, but why do you use Buddhist exercises to ?...?"

When Zishui heard this person's question, he was taken aback in his heart, because he knew what this senior was referring to.

But his own family was only in the sea of knowledge, meditating and reciting Buddhism and Sanskrit, and it was impossible for him to be clear and clear, and it was known to outsiders.

And the karma tree of the meritorious fruit is in one's own home, and the changes in the body are simply impossible, and it can be known by others, but why is it noticed by this person.

That's why I didn't know how to explain it for a while, and my expression froze there.

The one-eyed old monster looked unusually cold and fierce, but when he spoke, it was quite inconsistent with his face, and he thought of it with a slight smile at this time.

It seems that if you want to know his secret, you have to tell your own secret first, in exchange, Gu didn't want to ask Zishui tightly.

"Okay, okay, don't tell me yet, I'll finish telling a story, and you'll understand how I am, and you know that you have all these Buddha treasures in you, and then you'll be able to tell you..."

The one-eyed old monster faced a large stone-edged window without a lintel, sighed softly, and muttered to the heaven and earth.

"You don't have to look at my fierce face, the same age as that monkey-mouthed old monster, in fact, I am much older than him, and even much older than his ancestors..."

When Zishui heard his words, he didn't seem to be scolding people to vent his anger, and he couldn't help but ask cautiously in his heart.

"But the lifespan of human beings is only 100 years old, although there is a spiritual aura that can reside in the essence and blood, but after all, it still can't break the certainty, aren't the predecessors... Humans can't be?".

In fact, in Zishui's heart, he had known most of this question for a long time, and the other half of the problem that he wanted to determine was more.

Because as the level of one's own family increases, the clearer it becomes for one's own family to know that a cultivator can spend twice as much time in his lifetime.

When the cultivation reaches the level of the primordial infant, it is already a slim life expectancy, and in the later stage of cultivation, at the age of 100 years, the essence and blood can be mobilized to revive the mystical energy of heaven and earth.

It is completely impossible to advance by leaps and bounds, and at this age, he is already standing on the higher level of Yuanying, so how can it be the existence of ordinary human beings.

The one-eyed old monster was slightly stunned when he saw Zishui's direct question, and said calmly in an instant.

"I've been facing my own family for a long time with this picture, if it weren't for you asking like this, I'm afraid the old man would have almost forgotten what I used to be... Alternative.

The old man is also an outlier in this world, and the person I played against just now is an old monster in the middle of the out-of-body period, he is a demon pig, and I am a gray eagle with a golden beak...".

When Zishui heard this, he was taken aback in his heart, as if he had thought of something at once, so he stopped asking questions to interrupt this person, listened to him quietly, and finished recalling the events here.

It turned out that this golden-beaked gray eagle had lived in a corner peak of this heaven and earth spirit mountain as early as eight hundred years ago, and at that time, it grew more and more different due to fate.

I eat some food every day, and the little spiritual animal lives a good life, and I have nothing to worry about.

But suddenly one day this place, where the mountain peak where it was settled, actually came for no reason, and a great monk wearing an apricot yellow soap robe stayed and occupied.

The golden-beaked gray eagle could not speak, and was taken away from his own nest of comfort, and could not bear to leave his business for many years, so he circled here for several days, waiting for this man to rest and let go of this place.

But how can he think that this monk did not have the idea of leaving, and he actually did it for several years in a row, and the three classes in the morning, noon and evening were at the peak of the aura here.

The mouth recited the Buddhist scriptures and Sanskrit, and the wind and rain that did not move began to practice.

The golden-beaked gray eagle originally landed in one place, not far from the forest, and its temperament became more and more restless, but it didn't come to be that this murmuring Sanskrit sound would affect the whole familiar sound of the whole section of the day.

Although I don't know what the big monk in the soap robe is talking about, what the words are in his mouth, and the meaning of Buddhism, but under such a Daigo.

Invisibly, from the inside to the outside, it is smooth to brush its hairs, and it also makes this outlier, and it seems to know in the dark what it means to suppress the ignorance of one's own state of mind.

This can be practiced by this person's seat for several years, and the Mahayana Dharma of Buddhism is renewed day by day.

It is also this thing unconsciously, and then it is a great creation of transformation.

But all kinds of good things don't last long, and the soap-robed monk who was a few years later, suddenly just after the Sanskrit sound in the early morning of one day, was hit by a bright yellow pillar of light that fell from the sky and rose out of thin air to lead away.

vacated the empty place of his house, and after a few days, I don't know, what it is like to call this golden-beaked gray eagle that has long been accustomed to it.

But it turns out that in the col here, it is not the only foreign body that has been enlightened by this high monk, and those animals that are also quite spiritual actually meet at this time, and they sit together and make a lot of noise.

It remembers the other sentence, and it remembers this sentence, but it is not as complicated as the speed and slowness, but with the strength of all families, the cicadas are more and more harmonious.

And the two spiritual things that were the first to be transformed by Buddhism and shed the form of imprisonment were actually the Buddhist scriptures in the hands of the high monk, and the rock that he had been warm and nourished for several years when he sat down.

The golden-beaked gray eagle hovered high above, envious of knowing everything, and wanted to take off his own beast body.

But he also knew that the opportunity here was extremely rare, and he secretly followed the two spiritual objects here to continue to practice the Buddhist scriptures.

I don't think that these two spiritual objects will become one in the future, and they will be used by people to make a Nirvana Immortal Sword that can soar away.

The golden-beaked gray eagle couldn't hold it anymore, and wanted to use its own flight instinct when the light of this connection was shot down again, and when the Nirvana Immortal Sword soared.

Forcibly grabbed this sword, intending to call them desperately, take their own homes and practice again together... Leave again...