Taoist temple that will cross

Chapter 558

At noon, it began to drizzle, and the entire Taihu Lake was shrouded in layers of hazy mist, which added a bit of beauty.

"Bang bang..."

Irregular knocking continuously came from the small island, destroying some of the beauty.

In the woods, Cao Yi was making a coffin with a hammer, nails, and a saw.

The physical bodies of Ren Qing, Cui Wenzi and others have not been properly settled, and now they are floating in the sea of ​​​​qi, which is really outrageous.

Cao Yi could have directly used his power to make a coffin.

But that would be less dignified.

After all, these people were victims of his ministry.

"Bang bang..."

The sound rang for a noon and an afternoon.

Eight sets of coffins were finally finished.

Put together, with the dense forest and the gloomy dark sky, it gives people a sense of eerie zombie movies in the 80s.

"Daoist, why are there eight sets of coffins?"

Xiaotian, Shenwang, Nine-headed Bird, and Little Snow Ape all came over.

It was Shen Wang who spoke.

"One person, one pair"

Cao Yi said something flatly.

The nine-headed bird and the little snow ape were alright, roaring to the sky, Shen Wang immediately showed an unlucky expression, they thought it was like cursing them.

Cao Yi didn't talk nonsense, he took Ren Qing, Cui Wenzi, and Xu Keming out of the sea of ​​​​qi, put them in one by one, and arranged the clothes of each of them.

"Why did Daoist Xu's injury suddenly get worse?"

Shen Wang looked puzzled.

Cao Yi looked at Xu Keming, who was lying quietly in the coffin, with a gloomy expression, "I underestimated the water monster avatar too much, it injected a slow poison in Keming's sea of ​​consciousness, which is specially aimed at the primordial spirit."

"Damn Water Monster Clone"

Shen Wang cursed.

Cao Yi didn't say anything more, and closed the three coffins one by one, and nailed them.

"When will they recover?"

King Shen asked again.

Cao Yi shook his head, "I don't know, maybe after the impoverished people become immortals"

"I hope the Taoist priest will become a fairy soon"

King Shen looked forward to it.

Cao Yi smiled, and with one thought, he put all eight coffins in.

Back at the Taoist temple, the three Kings of Shen each did their own thing.

The nine-headed bird followed Cao Yi into the shrine.

"What's your business?"

Cao Yi looked at the nine-headed bird strangely.

This one rarely enters the shrine.

"The thing about the demon fire space?"

The nine-headed bird looked cloudy and uncertain.

"That matter is not forgotten"

Cao Yi looked strange.

In the demon fire space, both he and the nine-headed bird were bewitched by the demon fire of Jinglian, and saw each other's inner voice.

He wanted to take the nine-headed bird as a mount.

The nine-headed bird regarded him as a tool to help him practice.

It can be said that each has a ghost.

"This king no longer thinks badly about you, and you don't want to think about this king either."

Nine-headed bird said firmly.

"Can"

Cao Yi was happy to use Nine-Headed Bird as a thug.

"Empty words have no proof, give me a token, it must be something personal"

The nine-headed bird stretched out its white and excessive hand.

Personal things!

Cao Yi looked at himself. Apart from Taoist robes and hairpins, there were no other personal items.

The nine-headed bird also noticed this, and changed his words: "Give me your origami."

"What origami?"

Cao Yi was a little confused by what the nine-headed bird said.

"The Green Origami Book"

Nine-headed bird said and gestured for size.

Cao Yi suddenly realized that the nine-headed bird was talking about the passbook given by the master.

After hesitating for a while, Cao Yi took out the passbook stored in Qi Haili.

"This thing is one of the most important things my master left me."

Cao Yi explained.

The nine-headed bird's eyes lit up, "Then it can be used as a token even more."

"Take it, don't lose it"

Cao Yi gave the passbook to Nine-headed Bird.

The moment the nine-headed bird was put away, for some reason, Cao Yi had the illusion of handing over his private money.

"The king is gone"

The nine-headed bird left as soon as it said it would, and disappeared with a whoosh.

"Hey, where's your token?"

Cao Yi asked.

But where is the shadow of the nine-headed bird.

It had been raining for half a day, but the moon appeared at night as usual, and the moonlight poured down on the lake like silver, making the lake sparkling.

Cao Yi sat cross-legged on the lake alone, practicing the Black Emperor Water Emperor Fist.

I don't know if he is fighting to break the world, and he has cultivated the Chidi Huohuang Qi so well.

The Black Emperor Water Emperor Fist is not going well in training.

After practicing for more than an hour, Cao Yi had no choice but to practice Qingdi Muhuanggong instead.

The fire aids the wood qi, and the cultivation is unsurprisingly smooth.

In a flash, the night passed.

The next morning, Lei Yunteng came.

Cao Yi followed Lei Yunteng on an early flight, then changed planes, and arrived in Wulu City, the largest city in Northwest China.

Then drive to the border of the Taklamakan Desert.

Lei Yunteng is going to take a look at a power plant of Yumin Energy Company that he wants to acquire.

The road was not very good, and it took a lot of time. When we arrived at a place called Baisha Township, it was already dark.

Lei Yunteng spent a little money, and the group moved into the home of a man named Liang.

After everyone fell asleep, Cao Yi, who was going to find a place to practice, walked out quietly.

After a while, he left Baisha Township and headed west, and soon he showed emotion.

Before practicing Taoism, I read the news and kept talking about how amazing the greenery in China is, but I have never seen it with my own eyes.

I really saw it today, a road green belt with a length of more than 1000 miles and a width of more than 100 miles, passing through the tenth desert in the world, the Taklamakan Desert.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a super project.

Soon, Cao Yi came to the Qiaokatag Mountain (also known as Hongbai Mountain) at an altitude of 1413 meters in the hinterland of Taklimakan where the wind was howling.

Sit down cross-legged and start practicing Qingdi Muhuang Gong.

Cultivating the Tao is different from cultivating immortals, and what you pay attention to is not blindly asking for it.

Cao Yi ran his exercises, and with each breath, the wood-like aura continued to radiate.Gradually, weeds, low shrubs, cactus, aloe, red willow, golden amber, Populus euphratica, etc. grew on the ground.

At midnight, a hundred miles away, a not very strong sandstorm passed by.

Unknowingly, Cao Yi was shocked.

The sandstorm changed direction.

In the desert, sandstorms are common.

Cao Yi didn't take it to heart.

At dawn, Cao Yi opened his eyes.

Into the goal, in addition to the vast sky, the boundless Taklimakan Desert.

That is, surrounded by Populus euphratica forest, the Hetian River extends far away.

In the morning sun, the Hotan River is like a light-colored ribbon spread in the yellow desert, magnificent and beautiful.

"Um"

Cao Yi looked in the direction of Baisha Township.

There is a somewhat strong sandstorm heading towards Baisha Township.

Could it be the sandstorm at night!
Cao Yi frowned and disappeared instantly.

Baisha Township, Liang Family.

Yun Teng, who was sitting on the chair, heard that the sandstorm was coming, his face turned black, "What's going on, didn't the news say there is no sandstorm?"

"I also find it strange, but things in the desert can never be measured by common sense"

A very old man walked in and said with a smile.

"Old Liang"

Lei Yunteng immediately stood up.

This old man is not simple. His name is Liang Yutian. He has planted trees for 70 years and is a living fossil of afforestation in Northwest China.

(End of this chapter)