Heaven-defying Doctor Girl

This long journey did not end in the weak river. They went to the weak River, but did not enter the cave at the bottom of the water like Xiao Bo Xiang and his party. The president of the old man took him to another view of the weak river.

Then, after leaving the weak River, they continued their journey.

Unexpectedly, the end of the journey is Taohua village, which is also their starting point. After a long circle, they come back. Time has not passed a hundred years, but for Murong Ziyu, it is like an afterlife.

The old master took Murong Ziyu into the peach blossom village. They came to the oldest peach blossom tree in the village. It was not the spring when they left. The branches of peach blossom were bare and a scene of death and defeat.

"Is this?" Murong Ziyu subconsciously felt that the peach blossom tree would bring him danger. Along the way, he had formed such a conditioned reflex. There were dangers everywhere and dangers at any time.

"This is the eternal sleep of the sage who took me on the journey." The Dean old man stood under the peach blossom tree, looked up at the lonely branches, his face showed a look of nostalgia.

"Many years ago, the sage took me on a journey and changed my life. Now I take you to walk again. I don't know if I will lie next to this sage one day, and then you and the young man will come here to talk about the old man and me."

"Don't think about it. It won't be that day. That kind of journey, walk once is enough, walk again, I really don't feel that I have life to live. " Murong Ziyu said.

"Who knows, it's wonderful to let young people go into water and fire and stand by and watch themselves."

"It turns out that you are in such a mood that I have to face those dangers alone."

"How do you speak? It's not thanks to me. Have you greatly improved your strength now?"

"There is indeed a promotion, but I am still not qualified to go to Bo Xiang."

The old Dean seldom showed a serious smile, "soon, you will have it. I was hesitating all the way whether to give you the last treasure, but since we are all standing here, let me tell you. "

Murong Ziyu's thought at the moment is that it is true. This is the law of the road. They will not go to meaningless places. Every place they set foot in will meet the test.

"Ziyu, dig the grave of the sage. In his grave, you can get the strength you need."

"It's not very good Although we are all taking the things left by the strong after they fall down, how can we dig the graves of those who are kind to you Murong Ziyu showed a strange look. However, such a practice is still too inhumane.

"The sage is not a man who sticks to small details. When he asked me to bury him here, he told me that his tomb would become a treasure, waiting for future generations to come and excavate. Ziyu, I think you are a good boy. You are qualified to open the tomb of the sage. It's better to let the old man tell you the secret and let you discover it first

Murong Ziyu immediately became serious. It must be very difficult for the old master to make such a decision. Therefore, he should respect the president's meaning, rather than shirk it.

"However, with the character of a sage, even if I tell you the place, you may not be able to get the inheritance of the sage. He must have set up difficulties to test others. Whether you can succeed or not depends on yourself. If you succeed, I will live up to the sage and find him a good successor. If you fail, the sage will stay here and wait for others to come. "

The Dean old man added a word, and then walked around the peach blossom tree to confirm the burial position of the sage.

There is no boundary, no tomb, only the earth buried the sage.

Murong Ziyu squatted down and dug the ground with his hands until a coffin was gradually revealed.

Before lifting the lid of the coffin, Murong Ziyu made full psychological preparations. He didn't know what he would see next. It was a wreck or a piece of ashes. It really took a lot of courage to lift the coffin.

"Boy, what are you dallying about? The sage won't blame you, but you should worry about your own life. Maybe you will go in and lie with the sage as soon as you lift yourself up." The Dean old man stood not far away and urged.

Murong Ziyu's hands were covered with mud. When they covered the coffin cover, their fingers were a little empty.

At the moment of opening the coffin, a warm and clear breath came on the pavement. The scene he saw was more than he had expected, and even made him feel a little surprised.

He had never seen a corpse so beautiful, and the sage lay there in such a quiet posture. The golden flame on his body leaped like a holy flower. The warm luster illuminated the surroundings and eliminated all dead and cold air.

Murong Ziyu felt that the flame was alive. When he opened the coffin, the flame seemed to have sensed his existence. It extended towards him and slowly wound to his hand.He couldn't have a half rebellious mood, because the flame made him feel so pure and beautiful, as if it could drive away all the bad emotions in his heart.

Looking at Murong Ziyu standing not far away, he frowned when he saw that Murong Ziyu was motionless and allowed the fire to wrap around his body. Everything related to the sage was a mystery. The flame was even more unknown to him. He did not know what kind of test the sage would leave behind, and whether the flame would kill Murong Ziyu in this way.

But Murong Ziyu seems to have lost his consciousness completely. He feels very dangerous.

Just as the old Dean was worried, Murong Ziyu suddenly showed a look of pain, and the soft golden flame had changed into a ferocious monster.

Murong Ziyu has come to his senses, but it seems too late to wake up. His whole body has been wrapped up in the flames of monsters, even his neck. As long as the flame tightens again, he will suffocate and die.

However, is this flame really such a flame? When I saw it for the first time, it was clearly a beautiful and pure flame. It seemed that it would never hurt a person with a good heart. Why is it hurting him now.

Murong Ziyu began to struggle with the fire, but the power of the fire was too strong for him to resist.

"I've been waiting for a hundred years. Is that what you're waiting for?"

Murin heard the voice of the lost Yu.

He couldn't answer his question. He didn't know what he had disappointed the old man. The only thing he knew was that the voice was mostly from the master of the fire, the sage in the old man's mouth.

"Well, now that you give up resistance and discard your consciousness, I will let you go."

The second sentence of the old man made Murong Ziyu feel happy for a moment, just like the mood when he escaped from death. However, his heart hurt severely and was let go, which meant he gave up.

If he gives up here, if he fails here, he will not have the chance to see Xiao Boxiang again. He who is useless like this has no qualification to go to him. He can never tolerate being a burden.

"No way I don't want to give up yet. " Murong Ziyu Murong Murong Murong murmured as if he was talking to himself. He just held his breath and did not give up the fight against the flame.

"It's just a dead end. You are not the one we are looking for. No matter how hard you try, we can't admit you. If you insist, we must kill you The old man's voice rang again.

"Then tell me why I'm not the person you're looking for, who are you looking for?" Murong Ziyu was not reconciled. He was clearly gifted and hardworking. Why can't he be recognized.

He couldn't compare with the emperor, the emperor, the snow and the clouds. Even the old man thought he couldn't do it. When he Murong Ziyu was such a useless person, he was despised when he went there.

"At least, someone who can inherit the Dharma monastery." The old man was surprised by Murong Ziyu's question, and his tone softened a little.

Murong Ziyu was even more surprised. He didn't expect to hear that place from the old man. He knew "Damo Temple" only because Yujun Jue. He didn't know the meaning of the name of Damo temple, but he knew that yujunjue was the person of Damo temple.

Thinking of Yu Jun Jue, he felt powerless again. Why is it that his opponent is Yujun Jue from the beginning, but he has always been Yujun Jue.

"The other capital I have is not worth mentioning when it comes to you. But the only thing I can say is my age. I'm still young, I have a lot of time to fight, I still have a chance to make a big splash. Are you willing to recognize me as a young man? "

Murong Ziyu summoned up his courage, which seemed to have exhausted all his strength.

"Besides being young, you have at least courage. Well, I'll give you a chance. I will withdraw my consciousness from the pure evil flame. As long as you can stand the fire of pure evil flame, you will win and I will recognize you! " The old man was silent for a long time and finally relaxed.

"Good!" It's a chance that he won't win easily, but it also means that he has no way out. The rest is either to win or to die.

Xiao Bo Xiang can bear the burning of different kinds of fire, just to get rid of the waste wood constitution. What he could do when he was still a waste wood. Now he has no reason to be afraid of it. He is not qualified to envy Xiao Bo Xiang's many opportunities. When the opportunity comes, he has to grasp it by himself!