Zhang Zizai is the only Taoist priest in the entire Taoist temple. At the age of seventy or eighty, he is still in good health, especially since he has just broken through the foundation building period. His hair turned white overnight and he has regained his youth. He looks like he is in his forties.
But...
With the fragmentation of Qihai Dantian, all the vitality in the body leaked out, turning him into a skinny old man.
Feng Hao brought Yuanshi Tianzun, whose immortal veins were cut off, and Huo Qilin to the Taoist temple, and saw Zhang Zizai, who looked pale in the Taoist temple.
"Is there anyone there?"
Feng Hao murmured in a low voice. This is a very dilapidated Taoist temple. The outside looks like it has been in disrepair for many years and is overgrown with weeds. It doesn't look like it at all. There is a place where Taoist monks practice.
But...the scrawny old man in front of me, wearing a loose blue robe, could he still be a ghost?
“Ant!”
The fire unicorn snorted.
Zhang Zizai’s body trembled. Thanks to him being a cultivator, his ability to endure is not comparable to that of ordinary people. It is not unusual for monsters to utter human words.
However, this monster is too similar to the holy beast Qilin. The only difference is that it looks very wicked.
Yuanshi saw Feng Hao leading him to a Taoist temple. When he was confused, he looked up and saw a statue in the middle of the Taoist temple. His head buzzed, as if it was about to explode.
"What did you bring me here for? Why did you choose Taoism?"
Yuanshi Tianzun's face was pale. That clay statue was none other than him in the human world. idol.
The statue of the god is very good, and the facial features are generally very beautiful. What is commendable is that it is more or less similar to the original statue of Yuanshi.
But Yuanshi’s face was as ugly as if he had swallowed a pot of fly excrement, and his body was trembling.
He vaguely guessed that Feng Hao was planning to seal him and seal him in the statue. From then on, he would truly become a statue that could only eat incense.
It is equivalent to being demoted to the mortal world.
Feng Hao glanced sideways at Yuan Shi and said, "If I send you to heaven, you won't be able to go back, right?"
? Go to the Long Group to find the little demon Bai Ling, and she will take you to the Reincarnation Lake..."
Yuan Shi laughed twice, turned around and was about to leave the Taoist temple, but his immortal veins were broken. Without the magic around him, he was no different from an ordinary old man. Feng Hao carried him back with one hand.
"It's okay to go to Samsara Lake. First tell me what you know. What is in the tomb of the First Emperor? As a thirdOne of the Qing Dynasties, don’t say you don’t know what treasures the Qin Dynasty hid when they built this mausoleum. ”
Feng Hao looked at Yuan Shi indifferently. It was impossible to really seal Yuan Shi in the statue.
He was not the Lord of the Immortal Realm, and he was not that capable of killing. It is not difficult to fall...
The reason why I came to this Taoist temple was purely coincidental. After all, it is not far from the Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang, and there are not many pairs of human eyes staring at it.
"You two...do you need some advice to avoid it?" ”
Zhang Zizai felt weak all over and was trembling. After learning from Feng Hao that the old man in robes was one of the Three Pure Ones, his whole body was in a sluggish state. In this state.
Especially the appearance of Yuan Shi, which is exactly the same as the statue of Yuan Shi in the Taoist temple. Zhang Zizai almost went crazy.
Feng Hao glanced at Lao Dao and thought for a moment Somewhat confused, why is there only one Taoist priest in the Taoist temple? "
"Yes, I am just a poor man. "
"This Taoist temple is not small. You are also a practitioner. You must have a master and brothers. Where are they? " Feng Hao said doubtfully.
The old Taoist priest's body trembled, his eyes seemed to be filled with muddy tears, he wiped the corners of his eyes with his faded Taoist robe, and choked with sobs: "Master, take the brothers and go down the mountain. Went..."
"Never came back? " Feng Hao was moved.
The old Taoist shook his head and said: "I once asked the master what he wanted to do here. The master said he would go into battle to kill the enemy and fight against the Japanese. I also asked him when he would take his senior brother with him. I came back from the door, but Master said... If I never come back, I won't come back... Let me take care of myself. "
"Master and fellow seniors have been away for more than seventy years..."
The old Taoist has burst into tears, covering his face with his skinny hands, sinking into In the midst of great grief.
There is no time in the mountains. When I think about it, I realize that it has been decades since I left, and my former relatives will never come back.
"Poor man. "
Yuanshi had no tears, but Lao Dao was considered his disciple, so he shook his head slightly and sighed.
Feng Hao pursed his lips, not knowing how to comfort Lao Tao for a moment. , is a pitiful person.
I can imagine what it must be like for a child of several years old to wait for his master and senior brother in this deep mountain and old forest.
Then... ...I really never came back.
"You don't have to avoid it. This guy in front of you is Yuanshi Tianzun, the founder of the Sanqing Dynasty enshrined in your Taoist temple. Let him give you an opportunity later..."
Feng Hao moved Fan Xin again.
Yuan Shi glanced at the statue of a god that was 70% similar to him, then at the old Taoist priest whose Dantian had been shattered, and suddenly looked at Feng Hao with a look of resentment: "My immortal veins are also I was shocked by you..."
"If I tell you the truth, I will feel better, and maybe I will give you a good fortune..."
" Feng Hao smiled like a smile Staring at Yuanshi Tianzun with a non-smile.
"It is a great blessing that I can stay on the earth..."
Yuanshi muttered, took a deep breath, returned to the topic, his expression changed, and he seemed to be trapped. In his recollection, he said: "About Qin Shi Huang's Mausoleum, it was a long time ago..."
"In order to live forever, the First Emperor Ying Zheng did many things that were outraged by both humans and gods. Perhaps He was born with extraordinary luck, received help from the gods, and found a place of opportunity that would allow him to become a holy master in thousands of years... That place is now the Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang,"
"The treasure in the imperial mausoleum is very powerful. It is so powerful that countless people can fight for it, but... in the end, no one can get it. Instead, it will cause disaster for all living beings. Moreover, it is best not to Let it be born... As soon as it is born, something bad will happen."
"In addition to opportunities, this deity's lower realm is more... also to welcome the catastrophe that may occur, and the source of the catastrophe is This big tomb..."
Yuanshi Tianzun hesitated to speak and stared at Huo Qilin unkindly.
"Why are you staring at me? Do you believe I'm stepping on you?" Fire Qilin looked at Yuan Shi with disdain.
A guy whose immortal veins have been cut off still dares to glare at it, which is a typical quarrel.
“…”
The corners of Taoist Zhang Zizi’s mouth twitched slightly, feeling that his world view had been overturned. The Patriarch of the Sanqing Dynasty… was despised by an old dog who looked very different.
Uh, it shouldn’t be an old dog.
It’s Qilin...
“Haha!”
Yuanshi Tianzun sneered, stared at the fire Qilin, and said: “You beast, in your heart You know very well what is in that tomb, otherwise you would have barged in for no reason? Why didn’t you tell your master?”
Bang!
As soon as Yuanshi Tianzun finished speaking, Feng Hao looked at Huo Qilin with a gloomy face, raised his leg and kicked Huo Qilin, saying: "You are so brave, and you said you don't know what's going on inside. What's the matter? I won't beat you to death after watching this..."
Fire Qilin was kicked by Feng Hao and rolled around. It was in a miserable state and its body was trembling. It looked at Yuanshi Tianzun and was filled with anger. , obviously very lateI regret that I didn’t trample this guy to death before...