Chapter 565 Backtracking the Relic
After packing up his things, Xiaojing left the Lingxu Ring with a small bundle in one hand and Snow Pig in the other.

For Xiaojing, Lingxu Ring can come in and out at will, because he is Bai Lan's son, a direct blood relative, unless Bai Lan controls him, no one can stop him, not even Jun Zixiu.

Lingxu Jie was placed on a bamboo raft that drifted away with the current.Xiaojing came out of the spirit void ring, looked at the slightly turbulent river around him, and said to Snow Pig: "Can you swim?"

After the snow pig snorted, "Plop ~" jumped into the water, then put its fleshy back against the bamboo raft, and asked Xiaojing to ride it.

Although pigs look stupid, their IQs are actually quite high.Seeing Xuezhu's alertness, Xiaojing smiled happily, "I will definitely find a way to make you evolve within half a year."

Snow Pig snorted twice more cheerfully.

Sitting on the back of the snow pig, Xiao Jing first swam with the bamboo raft for a certain distance, and parted ways with the bamboo raft at a fork.

Jun Zixiu watched Xiaojing and Xuezhu leave in the Lingxu Ring before coming out.

Cang Zhu appeared next to him, "Ancestor, let the little master go like this?"

"You follow him, I'm leaving for a while." Jun Zixiu looked in Xiao Jing's direction, "His feeling should be right, that woman's soul is still there."

"Little master, he is an Oedipus, maybe..." Cang Zhu secretly sighed, in fact, that woman is not bad.Ever since she was there, the ancestor became much more alive.

"It's okay to try." Jun Zixiu looked at the huge golden pagoda in the distance, his phoenix eyes blurred.

Cang Zhu knew that Jun Zixiu's determination had been made, and he couldn't change anything, and he couldn't question the decision of the patriarch, "Yes, patriarch. It's just the sea of ​​thousands of corpses in the Qingling Forest?"

"If...if I don't come back before it opens, you can take Xiaojing to take it out."

"Grandfather..."

"Sura's things, only Shura can take them. Go."

"……Yes."

Cangzhu disappeared on the bamboo raft.

The turbulent river, with its whistling, wrapped around the bamboo raft, quickly drifted away towards the low-lying place.

Jun Zixiu looked at the golden stupa that was getting closer and closer, and suppressed all the Shura breath in his body.

At this moment, in the huge golden pagoda, there is only an old monk who is as old as a vine sitting, wearing a gray and rough but very clean monk's robe, holding a wooden fish stick, knocking slowly, once and for all, with a constant sound. It spread far away quickly, and the sound of his knocking wooden fish was also heard in the entire huge stupa.

"Amitabha, goodness, goodness. Since the almsgiver has arrived, please come in." The old monk stopped knocking on the wooden fish, turned his back to the door, and remained motionless.

The gentleman Xiuxian was standing outside the door of the Buddhist hall, looking at the old monk in the middle of the Buddhist hall, "I want to trace back the relics."

"The benefactor should know that the way of heaven cannot be reversed, otherwise the seven worlds will be chaotic."

"The Seven Realms War is imminent, and now chaos has emerged in all walks of life. Buddhism and Taoism participate in the Seven Realms War as the ban on Shura Dao. They are still gods, immortals, and humans. Friends of the three realms will inevitably be defeated by demons, demons, and ghosts." Dao Lingya. Besides, he was a well-known teacher, and he is the righteous way of Asura. In the past, there was no reason for the demons, demons, and ghosts to take the opportunity to wreak havoc and kill them. Now there is a reason. Abbot Kuteng thinks what will happen to them. It’s more than just a random word."

"Amitabha!" Ku Teng recited a sentence, "The way of heaven has its own destiny."

(End of this chapter)

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