Ye Xiuwen fell from the sky with all his strength, covered in blood, very miserable, but his eyes were bright, snorting, like a long dragon, a new Dao King was born.

Gu Xiaoxiao took out the elixir and handed it to Ye Xiuwen, the worry in his eyes finally calmed down, and Mo Yifei and Phantom Lingxi were also extremely excited.

One out of a thousand monks may not be able to comprehend the Great Dao, and among the hundreds of thousands of Dao monks, they may not be able to get out of the existence of a Dao King, which can almost be pushed horizontally in the same realm in the future, let alone challenge the next level.

"Congratulations to Xiuwen for tempering the debut king. "Jimo and the ogre came together, this time Jimo also benefited a lot, although in the end of the cut off the heavenly tribulation, and failed to forge the self avenue into every inch of the skeleton, but after some tempering, the avenue seeds completely germinated, just waiting for the future to thrive.

"Who is this senior?" Phantom Lingxi looked at the ogre, feeling cautious, the ogre was wearing a wide robe, and his skinny body was loosely wrapped in his coat, like a living skeleton, and his appearance was terrifying.

The ogre ate all the way from the sin to the dead, and I don't know how many big demons were stuffed between his teeth, and as a result, the more he ate, the thinner and thinner he became. And at this moment, he is like a Buddha, full of holy atmosphere, which is a strange aura of opposites.

"He's the rumored maniac not long ago. Jimo grinned.

"There is half a fire phoenix here, but it's a pity that it's a half-demon body, and the realm is too low, otherwise it's good meat when it's roasted. The ogre turned to the demon and flew away, and the words made everyone's faces change greatly, and even Jimo couldn't grasp it.

After all, the ogre in the Demon Death Tomb has really eaten people, and if he really attacks the demon, it is reasonable.

Mo Yifei swallowed his saliva hard, took a few steps back, and said with a sad face, "Old lady, this joke is really not funny. ”

"It doesn't do much to eat you, so don't eat it. The ogre shook his head and made a Buddha ritual with one hand, it was hard to imagine that this meat-eating monk was an unscrupulous lord, and there was nothing he would not dare to eat.

The atmosphere was depressing, and the ogre was notorious, and when he appeared, he gave the demon a dismount, which made Ye Xiuwen and the others feel like they were facing a great enemy.

"Yifei, you kid don't thank the old man for not eating. Jimo hurriedly rounded the field, the ogre said that if he didn't eat, he would definitely not eat, but fortunately he said no, otherwise no one would be able to stop him.

From the capital of crime to Taixuanzhou, how many holy places and famous places have shots, not all of them have broken halberds and sunk into the sand, ogres still come to Taixuanzhou, and even the imperial uncle of the Northern Tang Dynasty also sacrificed to the ogre's five visceral temples.

Everyone walked down Jilei Mountain together, the ogre had no intention of saying goodbye, and everyone didn't dare to drive him away, but he still took action to heal Ye Xiuwen's injuries.

Jilei Mountain was destroyed, and the sealed passage to where was opened by Jimo, and the Gu family, who had been delayed, had been hanging on top of Jimo's head.

Four thousand miles of Shuizhou is vast and vast, looking at it, in addition to the lake full of blue lotus, there are only a few grasshopper boats, there is no edge at all, at the edge of Shuizhou, the moonlight tree is swaying, and there is half an altar of flowers on the table.

"Don't you regret giving up becoming the apprentice of Duanmu's predecessors?" Jimo and Zhuo Yu walked on the zigzag wooden bridge and watched the mountains.

Zhuo Yu lowered his head, paused for a moment, and said, "If it weren't for Senior Mo's Bi Fang's blood, I'm afraid that my mother's cold poison would not be able to dispel it." ”

"Half a jar of flowers is enough. ”

Zhuo Yu was a little melancholy, and laughed at himself, "I can't become a disciple of Duanmu's seniors, it's because the juniors don't have that blessing, and the juniors don't have that ability, to put it mildly, I'm just a civilian kid after all." ”

In order to understand the cold poison of my mother, it is indeed a pity to give up the opportunity to get ahead, but it is not a pity, this kind of acquisition may be the most precious.

Jimo looked at the fish swimming in the water, and his thoughts suddenly returned to the past, all of this seemed to be just a change of scene, a change of the protagonist, and he was still an inferiority teenager.

"Opportunities are often fleeting. ”

"You're going to be able to get to the semi-finals this time, so you have to prepare and try to get to the finals. "Jimo has long known the calculations of the major holy land dynasties, which can be regarded as a hint to Zhuo Yu.

Zhuo Yu looked at the back of Jimo's long journey, slowly opened his mouth, and finally didn't say what he thought in his heart.

Many times in people's lives are often standing on forks in the road, a trance, and people and people embark on two never-ending paths.

"Mo-senpai!"

"Speak. Jimo turned around and looked at Zhuo Yu, who was catching up from afar.

"This half of the calcite knife was given to Senior Mo. Zhuo Yu handed over the calcite knife, it was the half-cut calcite knife, the surface was engraved with delicate patterns, but it had traces of rust.

Jimo stared at Zhuo Yu for a long time, raised his hand to pick up the calcite knife, and nodded, "Thank you." ”

Zhuo Yu silently looked at Jimo's back as he disappeared into the depths of the sky, took a long sigh of relief, pursed the corners of his mouth, smiled faintly, and turned his head to look at the hundred flower brew that still had half a jar left on the table.

By the time Jimo returned to the Treasure Pavilion, Mo Yifei and the others had already returned, and the ogre old man was served by Mo Yifei with good food and drink, just like an old ancestor, no one dared to mess with this old man, and anyone who saw it was cautious and panicked, so he could only offer it well.

"If you come back one step late, Tiger Chi will be roasted and eaten by the old lady. Mo Yifei sighed, "No, I have to go back to Xianhuang Mountain and live with this old lady, I always feel that it will not be peaceful, and I am worried that when I wake up one day, there will only be a skeleton left." ”

"Mo boy, come here. The old man spoke, and his table was full of thousands of delicacies, even the flesh and blood of powerful beasts in the Dao Convergence Realm.

There are faint dao marks in those flesh and blood, and even if there are immortal stones, they may not be able to buy them, but unfortunately the ogre is still full of disgust.

"Old man, you say. Jimo sat in front of the ogre, three points of panic, seven points of calm, after all, they walked out of the Demon Tomb together, and they still know a little about the ogre, but this kind of old monster character is the most difficult to grasp, and Jimo is still afraid.

As for beware, Jimo thought about it carefully, but there was none, which may be a kind of trust after living and dying together.

The ogre sniffed deeply on Jimo's body, opened his eyes and scanned, staring at Jimo with goosebumps all over his body, "Old man, you better say it quickly!"

"There's something on your kid, it's a little interesting, but it's a pity that it's less than a mouthful, and it's an onmyoji's thing, so it doesn't have much effect on the monk. ”

"The old man should be talking about the Spirit Devouring Silkworm. Ye Xiuwen changed his clothes, his temperament is out of the dust at the moment, as if entering the clouds, the gap between the enlightened monk and the unenlightened monk is very large, and the monk who comprehends the Great Dao will have an ethereal temperament that is beyond the mortal world.

Jimo looked at Ye Xiuwen, his eyes fell on the ogre, the old man's strength was unfathomable, although he had not yet recovered to his peak, no one knew what step he had recovered. Besides, if it is really a spirit devouring silkworm, can the old man find the black beads!

This is the fear that Jimo has always had in his heart, it is his inner demon, the black bead is, the "Tibetan Emperor Sutra" is, and the "Ascension Formula" is, if he can't overcome it, his Dao heart will definitely have a scar, and finally become a fatal wound.

The old man chewed on the meat, only said one word, and ignored Jimo at all.

Jimo slowly retracted his gaze, carefully took out the Spirit Devouring Silkworm, and played a series of wonderful methods to imprison this ancient beast in a small space, the Spirit Devouring Silkworm is definitely a fierce beast, living by devouring Dao stones, and its combat power is incalculable.

"Xiuwen, you once said that this Spirit Devouring Silkworm is not trivial, its value is immeasurable, I don't know where its value is?"

"If Duanmu Tuo really doesn't know about this, he deliberately hides it from you. "Ye Xiuwen may have really gained magnanimity because of his enlightenment, and his gestures have an indescribable charm.

"Ten thousand years ago, the Spirit Devouring Silkworm was indeed a lot of harm, but the monks surrounded and suppressed the Spirit Devouring Silkworm, but it was for the Onmyoji. ”

Jimo raised his eyes and swept towards the ogre, and the old man pouted, "Don't look at me, I don't know these things." ”

The old man is from outside Nanling, and he is suspected to be from the most mysterious Western Desert Zen Domain, and it is not surprising that he does not know the secret of Nanling.

"In this world, as long as there are interests to be shared, desires will never end. Ye Xiuwen looked at the spirit devouring silkworm, that human-like little face bared its teeth and grinned, as if laughing and crying, which was very weird.

"The spirit devouring silkworm is born to suck the spiritual energy in the esophage stone, travel through the earth's veins, contaminated with dragon qi, not contaminated by acquired pollution, and is closest to innate. ”

"And it was born to deal with the leyline dragon qi, the induction of the dragon qi, the survey of the leyline, incompetent, for the onmyoji, the value is immeasurable. ”

"The former monks exterminated the Spirit Devouring Silkworm, but it was just for the Onmyoji to refine the Spirit Devouring Silkworm. It's a pity that 10,000 years ago, after all, there was no Heavenly Master, so that the Spirit Devouring Silkworm disappeared into the vast history. ”

"Although the spirit devouring silkworm devours a large amount of spiritual energy, it grows very slowly, devouring thousands of catties of immortal stones, Fang Sheng has a circle of gold rings, there are thirty-three gold rings on the back of this silkworm, carefully calculated, I am afraid that its age is nearly ten thousand years, and the long years of life are terrifying. ”

Phantom Lingxi shook his head and said, "This kind of thing has almost no spiritual intelligence, and it is muddy to live, and the so-called ten thousand years may not mean anything to it." ”

"Even the Great Emperor has only tens of thousands of years of life, and it can't withstand the erosion of time, but it has lived for 10,000 years, who knows if it can live for a second 10,000 years, a third 10,000 years? Maybe it will embark on a different kind of immortality. Mo Yifei was a little yearning and speculated.

"Without immortality, it cannot live forever. The old man shook his head and vetoed, with a kind of compassion on his body, even the sadness of the air also solidified.

"Even the Buddha is dead, not to mention a small soul devouring silkworm, which can live to such an extent, and its life is coming to an end. ”

Jimo was shocked, he didn't know what the 'Buddha' was, it could be an emperor who came out of the Zen domain, or it could just be a symbol of meaning, but as far as he knew, it was speculated that the Buddha was probably an emperor.

However, if it is really a great emperor, it is not surprising that his life is over, why would ogres be so sad.

The ogre's path is full of sorrow, as if to say that the Buddha should be immortal, not die, is there really a path to eternal life, that 'Buddha' embarked on that path, but did not reach the end.

But if the Buddha is only an idea, a belief, then this kind of death is a different matter......

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[Ask for a reward, let the dead 'Buddha' come back to life, it would be nice to have flowers (17ò66ó17)]