Nine days alone

The sun sets and the moon rises.

The waterfall rushes down, cascading down thousands of feet, and has already formed a huge impact on the river beach below, hitting the water with a bang.

A round moon rises from the top of the waterfall, not a full moon, but a crescent crescent hangs on the top of the waterfall, and the bright moonlight shines on the waterfall, which is very beautiful.

"Yueya, Yueya..." whispered twice, Fang Zhong's heart moved, and he got up and came to the top of the waterfall.

The top of the waterfall turned out to be a small river, rushing and flowing, very far away, extending to the back of the lush forest, I don't know where the source is.

"Sister Lin Yan piled up a crescent moon on the river beach, she must be heading for the place where the crescent moon appeared," Fang Zhong thought to himself: "Follow this small river, even if you can't find sister Lin Yan immediately, you will be able to find it." See some traces left by her, yes, just go like this, "

Walking along the small river, Fang Zhong stepped on the rotten leaves, which were soft.

The mottled starlight shines down, passes through the layers of dense forests, and disappears above the rotten leaves. The road is exceptionally quiet except for the rushing sound of the small river.

It was too quiet, so quiet that Fang Zhong had a bad feeling.

Suddenly, a cold light burst out, Fang Zhong was slightly startled, but still reacted quickly, the sun-shooting bow was drawn into a full moon, and the bow was bent to shoot the arrow in one go.

An arrow collided with the cold light and made a jingle, and a little cold light flew back, landed on the rotten leaves, bounced twice, and then disappeared with a whoosh.

Although the time was short, Fang Zhong still saw that the cold light was a small bug, a very strange bug with a hard shell on its back, but it was not its shell that shone coldly, but a stick above its mouth. Two inches long, sharp as steel needle-like spikes.

"What is this?" Looking at the direction in which the bug was fleeing, Fang Zhong's heart sank. "It's just a bug. I didn't kill it with a single blow from the sun bow."

This place is too unusual, and being too quiet means that there may be great danger. This little bug is probably just an unpopular alien, and the real danger has not yet appeared.

Fang Zhong had a premonition that he was getting close to Lin Yan.

After searching for so long, Lin Yan could not be found. Although there were many traces of fighting with wild beasts along the way, there was no place that Lin Yan left on purpose. Crescent moon, what is her intention in doing this? Is it just for fun.

"Impossible, Sister Lin Yan is not just for fun, she must be in front,"

Determined in his heart that Lin Yan was ahead, Fang Zhong stopped hesitating and walked forward cautiously, at a much slower speed. He didn't want to die at the hands of some little bugs.

Along the way, he saw all kinds of bugs, some were ugly, some were beautiful, some were as long as a potato, and some were as long as a flower, with strange shapes and all kinds of bugs. I was also a little surprised to see many strange and weird things in the Shenyao Pavilion in the artifact space of Jiangshan Beauty Picture. I didn't expect that there are so many seemingly weird but extremely scary little bugs in the world.

Fang Zhong didn't doubt the horror of these little bugs at all, and he didn't dare to underestimate them. Even a little bug was not an ordinary creature that could live here.

After traveling for thousands of miles, Fang Zhong's body was covered with scars before reaching the source of the small river.

The journey of thousands of miles is not too far, but the dangers involved are unimaginable. There is a small bug on the trail, a beast as big as a dozen feet high, a beautiful one with beautiful flowers, and a seemingly harmless little one. Grass, all of these are extremely dangerous, and you may die if you don't pay attention.

Now Fang Zhong understands why no one can get out of the deepest part of the Endless Mountains alive. There are dangers everywhere, and any danger may kill the ninth-level masters of the heavenly realm, even the peak masters of the heavenly realm It may not be possible to come out.

Fang Zhong's cultivation is not comparable to the peak masters of the heavenly realm, but he can compete with the ninth level masters of the heavenly realm.

But his life-saving ability is probably not as good as that of some peak masters in the realm of heaven and man. The ancient bronze tripod is indestructible, no attack can break it, and the seven-story pagoda and nine-story pavilion are as heavy as mountains. Give Fang Zhong the time to escape.

Moreover, his friend Jiangshan Beauty Picture is here, with Fang Zhong's current cultivation base, he can already exert some of the power of Jiangshan Beauty Picture, and it is definitely a nirvana when necessary.

Coupled with his strong physical body, which is harder than the best spiritual weapons, even immortal soldiers are hard to hurt, and ordinary poisonous plants and flowers are useless to him.

But even so, he is now covered with scars, his face is ashamed, his clothes are stained red with blood, and he almost died in this forest several times.

"Bah..." Spitting out a mouthful of thick phlegm, Fang Zhong tilted his neck, licked his lips, and walked forward with a sneer.

He was also aroused by the constant dangers, coupled with the cultivation of the Dao of Killing, the killing intent in his heart was already very strong, and now it is on the verge of erupting, if there is something inside the wild beast at this time He will definitely be attacked by him fiercely like a storm, and he will never die.

All kinds of dangers emerged one after another, but Fang Zhong still carried it down. Not only that, under the tempering of the dangers, his cultivation base unexpectedly soared at a miraculous speed. Up to now, he has broken through two small realms in a row, reaching the The realm of heaven and man, the realm of heaven and man, and the realm of heaven and earth, the strength has gone one step further.

Now he finally saw the source of the small river, but what surprised him was that the source of the small river turned out to be a huge and incomparably deep pit.

It's like a big crater made by a meteorite falling on the ground. It's hundreds of miles in diameter and bottomless. It looks very spectacular.

What makes Fang Zhong even more incredible is that the water in the small river flows out of the deep pit. The deep pit is originally a huge deep hole. It stands to reason that water should flow into it, but the gurgling river water flows out of the deep pit. It flowed backwards and flowed continuously along the small river to the waterfall in the distance.

The river flows backwards.

This kind of thing is too unbelievable, Fang Zhong shook his head and looked at the deep pit carefully.

After a while, his face changed, because he saw some white bones on the edge of the deep pit. The white bones were as fresh as new, shining with a faint light, as if carved from diamonds. It's really hard to accept the beautiful feeling.

Squatting in front of a white bone flowing with brilliant golden light, Fang Zhong suddenly felt a sense of peace and tranquility in his heart, and was shocked for no reason.

"Buddha, the owner of this bone must have been an eminent monk during his lifetime,"

He has never seen Buddhism in this world, but it is said that Buddhism existed in the Han Dynasty, and it multiplied very prosperously, almost spreading throughout the Han Dynasty.

There are eminent monks in Buddhism with unfathomable cultivation, who can purify the soul by raising their hands, and can transcend the soul by reciting Buddhist scriptures, subdue demons and ghosts, and suppress masters.

But these eminent monks are very rare and uncommon, and there is no one in the whole of Daqin.

But now, Fang Zhong saw a skeleton left by an eminent monk on the edge of the deep pit. A layer of golden light flowed on the skeleton, which could be immortal for thousands of years.

He also saw a line of handwriting next to the bones, which turned out to be in Sanskrit. Fortunately, he was an agent of the Dragon Group in his previous life and received a lot of special training. Naturally, he also knows Sanskrit. Although there are not many, but he can roughly understand this paragraph. The text left by the eminent monk is still enough.

"My name is Xinzhi, a man of great Han nationality. I have devoted myself to practicing Buddhism since I was a child. I have been favored by the Lord Buddha, accepted as a disciple, and taught Mahayana Buddhism. I have devoted myself to practicing for 5000 years, and I will eventually achieve a small achievement..."

Seeing this, Fang Zhong stopped, and smiled with great interest, "This monk is very humble. His aptitude is not bad after being accepted as a disciple by the Lord Buddha. It takes 5000 years of cultivation to be regarded as a minor success. Hehe, this little boy I am afraid that in the eyes of others, he is already considered a consummated Mahayana, a person who is first-class as a god."

The Sanskrit text under the golden skeleton continues to read: "1000 years later, the Lord Buddha sat down. Others said that the Lord Buddha went to the Western Paradise, but only I know that the Lord Buddha did not transcend life and death. The moment before, he called me in front of him and asked me what is eternal life, what is immortality, what is Buddha, my heart was shocked, and I couldn't answer after all, "

"The Lord Buddha told me that he can't go to the Western Paradise, and he can't get eternal life. Except for the immortals in ancient times, who can get eternal life,"

"For this reason, I have been thinking hard for 500 years, and finally decided to go to the deepest part of the endless mountain range, looking for immortality, hoping to embark on the path of the ancient immortals and achieve eternal life, but I did not expect that I will fall short in the end. Everything is just a dream, Mahayana is complete , far away..."

As far as I wrote here, there is nothing left, there is no secret technique left, and there is no magic technique. It is just a little thought of the great monk.

Fang Zhong sighed after reading these, and couldn't help being a little crazy.

What is immortality, what is eternal life.

Everyone in the world is seeking eternal life, and everyone in the world is looking for immortality, but are there really immortals in the world? The realm of immortality is unpredictable. I am afraid that as the great monk said, everything is nothing but a dream.

After performing a Buddha ceremony in front of the golden skeleton, Fang Zhong walked to the second sentence of the skeleton.

This is an emerald skeleton, the whole body is emerald green, but the skeleton is obviously different from that of a human being. It is similar to a human shape, but it is a whole circle larger than a human skeleton, such as nails, toes, skulls, etc. are also obviously different from humans. But the whole body is emerald green, shining with a bewitching light.

"This is the skeleton of a powerful demon cultivator," Fang Zhong was shocked to find that it turned out to be the skeleton of a powerful demon cultivator, left by a successful demon cultivator who followed the human route.