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Chapter 607 The statue of the husband

"This is the seventh floor. You can see the seventh floor of the Immortal Palace when you look up!"

The monk was excited in his words. He did not have the temperament that a master should have, but he just climbed all the way to the seventh floor.

"What you said is the same as if you didn't. You can see the false mirage when you look up at the other layers." Gao Ming asked the flesh and blood ghosts to restore his head first, and he needed to keep observing and communicate more.

"It's different." The monk said mysteriously: "On this level, someone really saw the immortals in the Immortal Palace!"

"Immortal?" Gao Ming's neck was torn open, and he simply gave up the treatment: "Either the figure appears in the Immortal Palace or the Immortal."

"Just a while ago, the Qiong Tower in the Immortal Palace fell and made a loud noise. The ascensioner pointed to the Immortal Palace and trembled. He shouted loudly, but no one could hear his voice. Later, he used these stones to carve the appearance of the true immortal he saw. He erected a monument for the True Immortal and enjoyed infinite merits. After the Immortal Palace returned to normal, the smoke wrapped him straight to the sky and sucked him into the Immortal Palace." The monk's mind was full of things related to becoming an immortal.

"What does that true immortal stone sculpture look like? What does the immortal look like?" Gao Ming asked, but the monk couldn't describe it. He hesitated for a long time and stopped.

"arrive."

"Where have you been?"

"My stone yard." The monk pushed open the wooden door and entered a small courtyard. He saw that there was no one on the left and right, put Gao Ming down and covered the ragged roof with straw and rags: "You can rest here first."

The monk suddenly became busy, ran in and out, dug a hole in the yard to burn the fire, and dragged out the largest pot from under the bed.

The firewood was lit, and the water was boiled. After almost the preparation was completed, he entered the broken house again with great gratitude and took off the Taoist robe that was still on Gao Ming's body.

"Thank you for giving me the opportunity! When I become a Taoist and become an immortal, I will definitely build a temple and monument for you!" The monk first bowed to Gao Ming, and seemed to feel a little guilty. He knelt on the ground and kowtowed nine times at Gao Ming.

Gao Ming thought there was something wrong, and the other party was so "polite", he became even more uneasy: "Wait! Listen to me first!"

With a clang, the monk took out a chisel and a rusty kitchen knife from his waist: "The biggest pot in the family can't be filled, brother Dao, offend me! After I finish eating you, I will put all the bones together and bury them together!"

"Yangguang is poison! It's not an opportunity, you've all been deceived!" Gao Ming's forehead blood and sweat mixed together: "Becoming an immortal is illusory, and the Immortal Palace does not exist!"

"Brother Dao, my heart is firm. You can't deceive me." The monk stared at the rays of light in Gao Ming's wound, his eyes turned red: "The fairy clouds enter the body. Even if you are a stone, I will grind them and eat them!"

These people are already crazy and are completely immersed in the hope given by the Spirit Confucian. It may be that they were too painful before, so they saw hope and wanted to seize it desperately.

"Okay, then I'll tell you the truth! After killing me, the glow will disappear!" Gao Ming's mind flew around, and his flesh and blood all over his body took time to grow.

"Then I can only eat it raw." "I'm all human beings like you!" Gao Ming's mind appeared in Gao Ming's mind who successfully refined medicine. In the end, he was eaten without even leaving any residue. Now Gao Ming can only make up according to the monk's wishes: "You can't get the sunlight by eating, but I have indeed mastered the method of becoming an immortal. You and I have a fate, so I can tell you."

The chisel hovered on the temple of Gaoming, and the monk himself was also a little resistant to eating the fellow Taoist. It can be said that it was human nature that made him stop: "Take it seriously?"

"I fell from the ninth level, only one step away from becoming an immortal. Now I am useless, but I can help you become an immortal. You only need to help me do three things after becoming an immortal." Gao Ming spoke slowly, as if these were all said after he thought carefully: "If you don't become an immortal, you can't avenge me for my blood, so I will do my best to help you!"

The monk did not remove the chisel and maintained his original movements. His pupils trembled slightly. After a few breaths, he shook his head: "I don't believe you, unless you can help me carve a statue of **** with fairy charm! You fell from the ninth floor and are closer to the Immortal Palace. You must have seen a real immortal. I will carve it as you said, and I will definitely let the Immortal Palace guide you."

The monk then fell into madness and was immersed in some of his imagination, as if the gods and Buddhas in the sky were waving to him.

"No problem, but before that, you need to take me to see the works left by the monk ascending in the sun." Gao Ming agreed very decisively. The flesh and blood ghosts were helping him reshape his body, and there was still a ray of light in his body to make trouble, and he needed time.

After half an incense stick, Gao Ming was covered by a brand new Taoist robe, and the monk carried him to the center of the seventh floor.

The walls on the first and second floors are painted with various gods, and the walls on the seventh floor are full of cracked rocks. A stone statue several meters high stands in the center, and there are all kinds of strange carvings around it.

"Those who can be piled up here have caused abnormal movements in the Immortal Palace." The monk's voice was very low, afraid of attracting the attention of others.

"The largest stone statue in the middle was carved by the Ascensioner?" Gao Ming focused on the tallest stone sculpture, but he couldn't see the other person's face clearly. He was vague. The more he looked at it, the more he felt that it looked the same as Zhang Mingli.

"No, the stone sculpture in the middle was standing in the center of the seventh floor from the beginning. No one knew who left it, and no one could see clearly what the stone sculpture really looked like." The monk carried Gao Ming to the foot of the tallest stone sculpture in the middle, and placed a half-meter-high stone sculpture in the place he looked down on.

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The tools used by the sculptors are very simple, but their techniques are superb and they are carved with the most ordinary stones to life.

"Is this?" Gao Ming couldn't believe his eyes. The ascension man carved it was the old updater!

There was no mistake. The old antique had a gong and a drip hanging around his waist. He grabbed all the incense on his neck in his hands, his palms folded together, as if worshiping. The tablets behind him fell down, and half of the black snake tail with scales on the ground.

"Is this the immortal that the ascensioner sees?"

"Um."

Gao Ming is not like those blind believers. He doesn’t think there are really immortals in Lingguan. The stone sculpture directly helped him confirm this.

"The updater appeared in the Immortal Palace and cut off the snake's tail. The Immortal Palace happened to have a loud noise just now. It is likely that the updater and something in the Lingguan fight!" Gao Ming was the last to enter the Lingguan. He saw with his own eyes that the Water Dragon King climbed onto the outer wall of the Lingguan and was preparing to molt the skin and transform into a dragon in Zhemeng Town.

"The monk on the seventh floor was taken to the Immortal Palace, probably not because he carved the 'true immortal', but because he accidentally saw the scene in the Immortal Palace and saw things that he shouldn't have seen." Gao Ming himself was also led by the sunlight before and almost "ascend" to the Immortal Palace, so he knew very well the methods of the "Immortals" in the Lingguan.

(End of this chapter)