Taoist temple that will cross

Chapter 441 Cao Yi's Funeral

Cao Yi experienced an accident in less than a second, and he understood like a divine enlightenment.

Therefore, according to the old legend, the phoenix tree is the king of trees, and it is said that it is a spiritual tree that can know the time and orders. "Wenjianlu" has a saying: "A hundred birds dare not live in Wutong, but only avoid Phoenix."

In other words, there is a special connection between the Wutong Shenmu and the Phoenix family.

The nine-headed bird's subconscious surprise reaction also confirmed this point.

"Nearly made a big mistake"

The extremely weak nine-headed bird said happily.

It's like two different people from the previous high-cold appearance, uh, two birds.

In order to prevent the tenth prince of Jinwu from bringing someone to seek revenge.Cao Yi retreated to the gate of eternal life with the nine-headed bird.

The nine-headed bird was seriously injured. For three days and three nights, it exhausted all the power to mend the sky, but it could not be cured. Cao Yi had to change the word secret.

As expected of a highly developed world of cultivating civilization, the number one supernatural power of healing is no worse than the power of mending the sky.

In the process of healing, Cao Yi also figured out the cultivation of Nine-Headed Bird, which is equivalent to the late stage of refining the gods and returning to the void.

It's a big realm higher than him. It's not surprising that he was beaten by one move in front of the Taoist temple before.

Because of this, Cao Yi more than once had the idea of ​​taking advantage of the opportunity to kill Nine-Headed Bird, so as to prevent the other party from recovering and turning his face ruthlessly, and he would end up in a cocoon.

But in the end, because of the subconscious surprise reaction of the nine-headed bird and the congratulatory words of "almost made a big mistake", he gave up.

After another three days passed, Cao Yi stopped the treatment.

Nine-headed bird's injury has already healed seven to eighty-eight, and after ten or eight days of recuperation by itself, it will fully recover.

With one thought, Cao Yi brought the nine-headed bird back to the unknown ancient star.

Unlike before leaving, the land was scorched black, like charcoal, and the mountains in many places were flattened. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a flat river.

According to the remaining breath fluctuations, it should have happened three or four days ago.

There were no less than three people who shot, and they all had similar auras.

If I guess correctly, it is the tenth prince of Jinwu and his clan.

"Golden Crow, this account will be settled with you sooner or later!"

The murderous intent in the eyes of the nine-headed bird on the side was agitated, and the monstrous hostility was undisguised.

Cao Yi frowned and asked, "How strong is the Golden Crow?"

Rescuing the Nine-headed Bird is equivalent to forging a bridge with the Jinwu tribe, and finding out how many people there are in this race, so as not to be caught off guard in the future.

"There are ten princes of the Golden Crow Clan, their cultivation bases are almost the same, but their joint attacks are very powerful. If ten of them work together, there is almost no opponent below the level of an immortal."

Nine-headed bird replied.

"What is the difference between immortals and non-immortals? What is the difference between new gods and ancient gods?"

Cao Yi is eager to know the power system of this world, especially the new gods and ancient gods that Zhao Li mentioned before.

The nine-headed bird looked at Cao Yi in surprise, and explained: "Immortals are ancient gods, who were born millions of years ago. There is also a saying that they came from other worlds. For some reason, they all disappeared more than 1 years ago. Some people say that they went to the Great Thousand Worlds.

The so-called immortals, gods and demons in the Three Realms today are all cultivated below the level of immortals. Among them, those with advanced cultivation are called new gods, and the longest lifespan is only ten thousand years old. For example, my lifespan is five thousand years old, which is relatively young among the new gods of. "

I heard that all the immortal monks in this world have disappeared.

Cao Yi let go of the heart that had been hanging all this time.

But then, something was wrong.Some of the new gods in this world have practiced for nearly ten thousand years, but none of them have become immortals. Could it be another world with incomplete laws of immortality?

The nine-headed bird seemed to have guessed what Cao Yi was thinking, and his eyes were a little dim: "This world is an incomplete world. There is no law of immortality. The higher the cultivation base, the slower the progress. To put it bluntly, it is like a cage."

Same as guessing.

Cao Yi nodded secretly.

Nine-headed Bird looked Cao Yi up and down for a while, and suddenly felt a little puzzled: "You were born less than 30 years ago, no wonder you don't know anything, and your cultivation is far beyond what you should have at your age. Really strangeness?"

People in your world practice slowly, blame me!
Cao Yixin said.

True age is revealed.If you want to subdue the high-cultivation and older nine-headed bird, the difficulty has increased a lot.

But it doesn't matter, Cao Yi didn't intend to accomplish this in a short time.

"The tenth prince of the Golden Crow tribe is very suspicious and will definitely return here. We must leave here as soon as possible."

Nine-headed bird said it.

Taking Cao Yi soaring into the sky, he arrived in front of a destroyed interstellar teleportation formation in the south of the ancient star within a short time.

Nine-headed bird is obviously not a master in this way, and it took nearly a day, but it has not been completely repaired.

During this day, Cao Yi, who had accumulated a lot of strength to mend the sky, stepped forward: "Why don't you come and try it?"

"you?"

Doubt appeared in the nine-headed bird's eyes.

In her cognition, those who can manipulate the interstellar teleportation array well are all old antiques.

Although Cao Yi's cultivation talent is outstanding and contemporary, but after all, his age is put aside.

Cao Yi didn't talk nonsense, and used his power to mend the sky.

The interstellar teleportation array was restored bit by bit, and finally, it was the same as the new one.

The nine-headed bird, the proud and cold phoenix that has lived for 5000 years, is full of surprise in its eyes.

"Walk"

Cao Yi jumped onto the interstellar teleportation array.

Nine-headed bird followed on the teleportation array.

Crash, the groove was filled with top-grade spirit stones like a prodigal nine-headed bird.

With a roar, various visions appeared around, and then, one person and one phoenix disappeared on the interstellar teleportation array.

Half a day later, three Golden Crows came here, and without a word, tore the interstellar teleportation array into pieces.

……

Small island, Yuxuguan.

A mourning hall was set up, white banners were erected, and white cloth strips were wrapped everywhere.There were also wreaths sent by Zhao Li and Xia Dongqing. On the white notes, it was written, mourning Cao Yi Daoist, Zhao Li respectfully mourns;

In front of the shrine where the coffins were placed, Xiao Tian, ​​Shen Wang, and Little Snow Ape, dressed in sackcloth and filial piety, were burning paper money.

"Daozhang, go all the way!"

King Shen wailed hoarsely.

Little Snow Ape, whistling, with red eyes and a sad face.

In the afternoon, Shen Wang said to the little snow monkey, "It's been three months, let's tear down the mourning hall."

Little Snow Ape didn't move, just kneeling blankly.

King Shen greeted Xiaotian.

After a while, the latter got up and, together with King Shen, demolished the mourning hall.

There was a sound of footsteps.

Soon, Zhao Li and Xia Dongqing walked in.

The five people carried the coffin with only Cao Yi's clothes to the small slope on the west side of the Taoist temple, buried the coffin, and erected a monument.

Officials Zhao and Xia Dongqing burned the paper, said some mourning words, and left.

King Shen, Little Snow Ape, and Xiao Tian knelt in front of the grave without saying a word.

I don't know when the sky became gloomy, and after a while, the wind blew up, whining, like the cry of a child.

On the surface around the small island, one mouse head after another popped up densely, hundreds of thousands of them.

Hundreds of rag dolls floated in the air, and the sound of bitter weeping continued to be heard from inside.

"Just after the Taoist priest was buried, the remnants of Mrs. Diyong and Hao Ji couldn't bear it anymore."

Shen Wang sneered.

Little Snow Ape, roaring to the sky.

(End of this chapter)