This is the burial god coffin, the richness of the death qi is rare in the world, even the Five Realms Grandmaster cannot contact it for a long time, no matter what is right and wrong, the people of the Holy Dragon clan have the heart of the Holy Dragon, so they can resist the erosion of the death qi.

But even so, he didn't dare to go too fast, because if he walked too fast, he would need to use his demonic power, which would speed up the absorption of dead qi, and even the Holy Dragon Heart, which had the heart to cleanse all filth, could not resist.

He looked at Li Xiu and said seriously, "You may die." ”

"I'll never die. ”

Li Xiu is only a cultivator of the Three Realms, but he is the body of the Three Tribulations, and the most important thing is that he has an immortal bone, and it is not difficult to counteract the erosion of dead qi with the power of immortal bone.

Wufei was silent for a moment, and said, "Then we should indeed be faster." ”

The figures of the crowd pulled up the remnants of the road on the long road, and the speed was many times faster than before.

"Actually, it could be faster. ”

Liang Xiaodao glanced at Xiong Fat, who was held in his arms, and said with bad intentions.

The raccoon naturally understood the meaning of this sentence, and his round body broke free from his arms and jumped onto the head of the unquit, staring at Liang Xiaodao viciously: "I want to ride your bear master, do you want to find death?"

Liang Xiaodao smiled coldly: "You always ride us on weekdays, why don't you say it?"

The bear fat expression froze slightly, and defended: "Bear rider, can the pet thing be considered riding?"

Indeed, if the raccoon flies over with a few people on his back, 100,000 miles is not far for him.

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The raccoon's body is huge, so its shoulders are broad enough, and everyone stands on it very safely, and they are not worried about falling.

"I can fly for a day at most. ”

A thick dead aura enveloped the fat bear's body, and his voice rang out.

Although the coffin of the burial god is carried on Li Xiu's back, it will be transmitted to the raccoon with Li Xiu's feet, and the pressure on Li Xiu as a medium will become greater.

This is also the reason why Wu Right and Wrong never wants to ride in a carriage or look for a demon beast to ride, one is that his body can't bear it, and the other is that the carriage or demon beast can't bear it.

"How far is it from the Temple of Immeasurable Measure?"

Li Xiu asked.

Bujie looked down at his feet, then roughly estimated the speed of Xiong Fat, and said, "In a day, it should be about 10,000 miles away from Wuliang Temple." ”

Li Xiu was a little helpless, this bear was very lazy, and it was a little too lazy.

A day later, the raccoon, which was covered with life, landed on the ground, and after putting Li Xiu and the others down, it quickly became smaller and fell into Congxiao's arms, looking weak.

"I may not be able to, there is still such a distance left, you can go by yourself. ”

After saying that, he buried his head in Satoshi's chest, closed his eyes and began to play dead.

The corners of several people's mouths twitched, all of them feeling a little helpless.

A few days later.

In front of the Temple of Immeasurables.

Wuliang Temple is not a temple group, it is really just a temple, since the proverbs appeared in the upside-down sky, more and more people have rushed to Wuliang Temple, they naturally do not dare to ask anything, just come to humbly ask questions.

It's just that he never got an answer, no matter how many people came, no matter what the identity and prestige of the people who came, the answer of Wuliang Temple was only one sentence.

The time has not yet come. Scale Literature

This answer made those who came to ask and thirst for answers to resist the desire to continue asking, with the status of Wuliang Temple, they naturally would not think that this was a trick, since it was said that the time had not come, it must have been a time not yet.

Just wait patiently and don't think about it.

With this in mind, most of the people who came to wait quietly began to wait quietly, while others went to the pagoda in the temple to seek enlightenment.

Just like the nine-character mantra stone tablet under Wudang Mountain, the stupa of Wuliang Temple is precious, but it does not help but prevent outsiders from coming to observe.

As the place of origin of Buddhism, Wuliang Temple naturally has many unique cultures.

In addition to the all-encompassing pagoda, there is also a lotus pond that is said to sublimate the soul, and it is said that if a spiritual cultivator can practice in the lotus pond all year round, it will be more than ten times more effective with half the effort.

and a meditation seal engraved on the temple floor.

The temple can be said to be a treasure that hides many opportunities, and it is a real chance.

But since it is a chance, the most important thing is fate, even if it is Baoshan in front, it is not something you can touch if you want to.

"Ziliang is born in the clouds and moons, and the wild chickens are in chaos, Brother Fu, do you know what this means?"

Before the lotus pond, Su Ziyu muttered these two sentences, shook his head and asked Fu Yunxiao who was standing on the side.

"If I knew, I wouldn't have come here. ”

Fu Yunxiao looked at the faint charm on the lotus pond and said softly.

Su Ziyu sneered: "Sanqi Cliff, as an important place of literary saints, cultivates Haoran Qi, and collects books all over the world, so I can't even guess a sentence or two of proverbs. ”

Fu Yunxiao glanced at him, too lazy to take care of it.

The two have also been close friends for many years, and it is no longer customary to tease each other.

"Do you think he's coming?"

After being silent for a while, Su Ziyu suddenly asked.

Fu Yunxiao knew him very well, so he naturally knew who he was referring to.

"It's funny, and he doesn't usually miss it. ”

The two of them stood on the side of the lotus pond and looked at the lotus flowers swaying in the wind, thinking about the upside-down hanging sky.

"The abbot will give a lecture in front of the stupa tonight, and at the end of the lecture he will answer the questions of the two sons. ”

A little monk walked along the lotus wooden path, saluted the two and whispered.

"Everybody will go?"

"The questions of the two sons are the questions that everyone wants to ask, and naturally everyone will go. ”

"Thank you, brother. ”

Fu Yunxiao returned a salute to the little monk and said softly.

The little monk bowed, and then disappeared to the side of the lotus pond.

Su Ziyu took out a roll of white paper from his arms and spread it in the air, then waved his hand to lift the water in the lotus pond and hang it in the air, he took out a pen in his hand and gently dipped it in the pool water, and the clear pool water instantly became ink.

It seems that the phrase "the one who is close to the ink is black" is indeed true. ”

Fu Yunxiao frowned as he listened to the hurried footsteps and some noisy discussions around him, and then looked at the roll of white paper in front of Su Ziyu, he was not writing, but drawing, and the lotus pond breeze jumped on the paper.

He nodded: "Every word in this world makes sense, but what makes me more curious is what happened that made this unfortunate time suddenly come." ”