Everyone was startled by this female corpse that climbed out of the ancient well of yellow mud. Although she had been dead for many years, she was still intact, and she could still recite poetry, which was surprising and inexplicable.
Although she also wears Buddhist clothes, she is different from those ancient corpse monks. Her skin is intact and her facial features are exquisite. It is conceivable that she must be a peerless beauty who will overwhelm the world's hegemon before she falls.
Such a beautiful and holy Buddhist woman, who would ruthlessly kill her, and then throw her body in an ancient well of yellow mud
She stood above the ancient well and looked at the tall Buddhist pagoda in the distance for a long time, where there was a Buddha candle, which was always bright and immortal.
"Third uncle, do you think this woman is dead or alive?"
Feng Yizhi has lived for most of his life, and he has never seen such a strange thing, and said: "She has no anger in her body, and she exudes a biting chill, obviously she has been dead for many years, and her vitality has long since disappeared in the long river of time. ."
"Hey! It's a pity that such a beautiful woman has also died here, and there is only one ancient well left to be buried after her death!" The protector of the Feng family sighed.
Dongfang Jingyue seemed to be touched, and said coldly, "The beauty of the world is so short-lived, after her death, her face will not fade, and her body will not rot, but more peerless beauties have turned into old and despised old women in the end. , In the end, she died lonely in a low tomb and turned into a handful of loess, who would have known how beautiful she was in the world before her death."
As soon as Dongfang Jingyue opened her mouth, the three guardians of the Feng family closed their mouths and stopped speaking.
When the third Buddhist bell rang on the third pagoda, the woman in the Buddhist robe finally sank into the ancient yellow mud well and disappeared in front of everyone.
It is like a beautiful girl from the sky, buried in the earth, making people nostalgic.
"I said long ago that this ancient well must be a well of corpse water. You should believe it now, right?" Dongfang Jingyue just wanted to persuade Feng Feiyun to take her away from this Jedi as soon as possible. He warned him not to approach this ancient well.
Feng Feiyun shook his head and said, "No matter how high this female Buddhist disciple is, if she was immersed in corpse water, she would have turned into bones long ago, but thousands of years have passed, her body has not changed. Rotten, there is still a trace of spiritual thoughts in my mind, doesn’t this make people feel suspicious?”
Although the woman sank into the ancient well again, the sigh of relief and the dazzling treasures in the ancient well did not dissipate, but even more radiant, there was a faint fragrance rushing out of the well, like an eighteen-year-old virgin The delicate fragrance is like the medicinal fragrance of a peerless elixir.
It seems that there is really some great treasure in the ancient well of yellow mud.
"boom!"
The ground trembled suddenly, and a thunderstorm sounded above.
A white sword light shredded the darkness, and flew through the air, accompanied by a roar of beasts and thunder, which was simply huge and amazing.
Divine Sword opened the way, and a giant beast with a height of ten feet stepped into the air.
This giant beast is like a small mountain, with a head like a crocodile, a body like a gluttonous gluttonous scorpion, and a tail like an ancient sparrow.
This is an ancestral beast, which is very rare and has boundless combat power.
Although the ancestral wind beast is already quite spiritual and contains aura, but it cannot fly with the sword!
There is an iron sedan chair on the back of the ancestral wind beast, which is like a closed terrace, decorated with iron and bronze mirrors and flying eaves and white columns.
It's just that the curtain of this iron sedan chair is also made of iron cloth. Even a hurricane can't blow the curtain away, so naturally outsiders can't see who is sitting in the iron sedan chair.
"call out!"
The white flying sword circled above the temple, flew back, and was inserted into the top of the iron sedan chair.
"What a powerful pressure, where did Fang Juqing come from?" Feng Feiyun felt the blood in his body boiling, like a mountain pressing on his head.
"That's... that's the Fragmented Sky Spirit Sword, it's a spiritual tool for sectarianism. Could it be... he..." Feng Yizhi was well-informed, and he guessed a fierce man in his heart.
"Dayan Xianmen Patriarch, Yue Chongzi is here!"
A group of Dayanmen disciples wearing apricot yellow robes rushed out from the darkness. The two disciples who had previously met Feng Feiyun outside the valley were also on the list.
They went straight to the underground temple, stood outside the temple, stared at the iron sedan chair in the sky, with a pious light in their eyes, and shouted in unison: "The children pay tribute to the patriarch!"
"Pfft! Pfft!"
All the disciples of the Great Evolution Immortal Sect fell to their knees on the ground!
Calm is finally restored!
"I didn't expect Cangshengdongfu to attract all the ancestors of Dayan Xianmen. Yue Chongzi is a famous immortal cultivator who became famous three hundred years ago. With the broken sword in hand, the nobles of Nantaifu all bowed their heads." Feng The guardian of the family had heard of Yue Chongzi's name.
"This is a real giant-level character. He has been sealed for more than 200 years, and he is pursuing the great path of immortality. It seems that he must know some secrets about this temple, so he can't wait to leave the customs. Come here."
Even Dongfang Jingyue, who has always been arrogant and domineering, has calmed down at this moment. After all, a giant-level figure like Yue Chongzhi is a respectable senior no matter where he goes.
"boom!"
A sea of fire burned from the dark curtain of the west, rolling up a fire wave as high as the nine-storey tower, and the fire wave rushed past, with enough power to burn an ancient city to fly ashes.
Another big man is coming!
The sea of fire quickly burned outside the temple, rolling up the high waves, the flames condensed, and turned into a huge figure, ferocious and terrifying, showing its teeth and dancing claws, like a troll.
"This... This... Could it be that Huo Tou Tuo, the third hall master of Senluo Temple in the past, has arrived. Wasn't this fierce demon suppressed in the Divine Capital Prison for hundreds of years, why hasn't he died?" Dongfang Jingyue's face changed dramatically, she I feel an illusion that the sky is about to fall and the ground is sinking.
The cultivation level of this devil is too high. He once carried a hundred-mile-long mountain range by himself, trying to break through the capital of the gods and challenge the majesty of Emperor Jin, but he was suppressed by Emperor Jin with one hand, and then he was locked in The thirteenth floor of the God Capital Prison.
To be able to take the palm of Emperor Jin and not die has proved the power of this devil, and it is definitely a giant in the world.
That was all hundreds of years ago. Who would have guessed that hundreds of years later, this devil would have escaped from the prison of the capital of God, and even came here.
Hearing the fierce name of Huotuotuo, the three guardians of the Feng family all turned pale and sweated.
Hundreds of years have passed since the fierce name of this devil, and it still makes people tremble.
The figure that was condensed with flames was dozens of feet high. Compared with it, it was about the size of an ant. The problem of that flame was even more terrifying, and it vaporized the soil on the ground into a thick layer.
First the patriarch of Dayan Immortal Sect, and now the third hall master of Senluo Hall, both of them are people whose cultivation base is earth-shattering. If something terrifying happened, it would be impossible to disturb them.
The ancient corpse monks in the temple naturally sensed the uninvited guests outside the temple. They all roared and roared, and the rotting bodies swelled with black energy, each with high fighting spirit and anger.
At this moment, they stopped chanting sutras and chanting Buddha, as if they saw the enemy of life and death, they rushed out of the temple, activated the formations in the temple, and collided with a loud roaring sound.
This scene is really shocking, just like more than a thousand cultivators of the god base realm, killing them at the same time, no one can stop this force, which is enough to stain blood for thousands of miles.
"Praya!"
A low and old voice came from a distant stupa with candles lit, as if an old monk was chanting sutras.
But the voice was so low that it made people wonder if he heard it wrong. After all, this dilapidated temple has been buried in the ground for thousands of years. Naturally, it is impossible for a living old monk to remain alive.
But after this old Buddha's voice, those ancient corpse monks who were originally frantic and hideous, all retreated like a tide, and they meditated and recited scriptures one by one, some knocking on wooden fish, and some chanting Buddha beads.
The wooden fish was so rotten that it almost turned into wood scum, and the Buddha beads also rotted through the heart.