White Bone Monkey King

I heard movement coming from the spiritual mist of the sacred mountain.

Everyone's attention was drawn to it.

A tall and straight young man with a graceful temperament and a strong and domineering aura was the first to walk out of the sacred mountain.

He wears a dragon's hood on his head, and his divine light is dazzling, more powerful than most divine treasures.

Moreover, there were several Feng Shui master bells hanging around his waist.

It’s Prince Xiao Ling from Tianshi Mansion who has arrived!

There were two figures beside him, one fat and one thin.

The tall and thin figure is an old beggar who has lost one of his shoes. The fat figure is somewhat indistinct. There is no feng shui bell from the Tianshi Mansion on his body. He does not look like a person from the Tianshi Mansion. He should be Prince Xiao Ling. A newly recruited master in Dongtian Paradise.

When Jin An saw the old beggar who had lost one of his shoes, he recognized him at a glance. He was the same old beggar who he met at the Yuanyanglou Inn a month ago.

Get closer to King Xiaoling.

This old beggar is indeed not a good bird.

At this time, another group of masters came out of the sacred mountain, also accompanied by three people. One of them was carrying a coffin, and he was suspected to be a folk coffin-carrying person, which was particularly eye-catching.

People die every day in this world, some die of old age, some die unjustly due to illness, some die of execution, some die of beheading at the market entrance, some die of vendetta, some die of falling into the water and drowning, etc.

Why do people have to find hard-fought pallbearers to carry the coffin after they die? It is because they are worried that the person will not leave willingly and refuse to be buried, and they are worried that something will happen halfway, for example, if the rope of the coffin breaks halfway and the coffin falls to the ground, there must be heavy resentment, and the burial must be forced, and the corpse must be faked.

Therefore, at this time, it is necessary for someone with a hard life to carry the coffin and hold down the dead person in the coffin.

But there are always exceptions to everything.

For example, if a person dies too tragically, in vain, and without a complete body, such a person will have such heavy grievances after death that the fate of ordinary people can no longer hold them back, so they can only find coffin-carrying folk who specialize in this kind of food. Come and carry the coffin.

There is another possibility, that is, the person died in a different place, and for various reasons did not want the corpse to be removed by the corpse removal man, so he needed to go to the coffin bearer; or maybe the Feng Shui treasure land was found in the deep mountains and forests. There are no roads in the old mountains, and the mountain roads are rugged. , it is not practical for several people to carry a coffin into the mountains, so wealthy people will hire coffin bearers to carry the coffin into the deep mountains and forests.

But no matter which one of the above, this coffin-carrying man is born with great strength and tough life, and can handle coffins that ordinary people cannot handle.

Speaking of the coffin-carrying man, Jin An always felt that the black coffin filled with cinnabar ink lines and covered with yellow talisman paper looked more and more familiar...

He remembered quickly!

This coffin! Isn't it the same coffin that was being escorted by the four shady escort masters at the Yuanyanglou Inn?

This shocking discovery made Jin An frown.

Although folk coffins all look similar, it is easy to mistake them. Out of caution, he repeatedly checked the coffin, and still felt that the coffin looked more and more familiar.

He was 70% to 80% sure.

That was the undercover coffin held by the undercover master.

While Jin An was frowning in thought, the old Taoist priest was also attracted by the unusually conspicuous coffin-carrying man carrying a coffin. The old Taoist priest stared at the coffin-carrying man. As he looked at it, his face suddenly froze in shock. Stunned.

"Little brother, there is something wrong with the coffin-carrying man! The coffin-carrying man does not show his true face. You will never guess who he is!" The old Taoist priest approached Jin'an solemnly and said in a low voice that only the two of them could hear.

Everyone's appearance is different, and Jianghu Disguise does not mean a complete change of appearance, making it invisible to the masters of physiognomy.

Just like how Li Que changed his identity several times in disguise, but in the end the old Taoist priest could see his true identity at a glance.

The coffin-carrying man had dealt with the two of them more than once, so even after he changed his appearance, the old Taoist recognized him as Zong Ren, whose nephew had killed his uncle.

Jin An's expression was startled, this was really surprising.

That day, he shot the old man in a yin-yang robe to death, and disabled the hands and feet of the eighth daughter of the Jiang family. Later, the head of the Jiang family took the eighth daughter and Zong Ren out of the city overnight. Afterwards, even the He family, the Xue family, and the Jia family were unable to investigate. Ming's whereabouts are like disappearing from the world.

Even when his soul left his body, forced his way into the Feng Shui situation of the Jiang family's residence, and used the five thunder evil slaying talismans to collapse the Jiang family's ancestral hall, he was still unable to force those three people out.

Unexpectedly, I would bump into Zong Ren unexpectedly in this secret realm of Cave Heaven and Paradise today.

Moreover, the other party appeared as a coffin bearer after disguising himself.

However, when I think of the scene when I first met Zongren, Zongren and his uncle took a soul-inducing lantern and ran to the Yinyi River in the middle of the night, constantly fishing for corpses with copper coins. Zongren learned some things from his second uncle. Thaumaturgy is not weird at all.

Although the two Taoist priests walking with Zong Ren were somewhat incomprehensible, and they must not be righteous people, Jin An's eyes turned cold.

Compared with knowing that the coffin bearer was Zong Ren, what surprised Jin An even more was how did Zong Ren have the ability to enter the sacred mountain?

Is it related to the dart coffin behind him?

As Little King Ling walked out of the Holy Mountain, several people from the Tianshi Mansion who were meditating and practicing Qi in the thatched hut quit their practice and surrounded Little King Ling who walked out of the Holy Mountain safely with faces full of joy.

On the contrary, it seemed that Zong Ren and his group were alone, and not many people paid attention to them.

"There are quite a lot of people coming to the Tianshi Mansion this time. The Tianshi Mansion is good at controlling people and miscellaneous possessions. It is also very wealthy. It recruits talented people from all walks of life. It is estimated that a lot of Luo Geng Jade Plate fragments were found." Xu Anping said. .

"Prince Xiao Ling has a younger brother. The old beggar who followed him was originally the protector of his younger brother. Prince Xiao Ling's younger brother occupied the back of the Tianshi Mansion and behaved a bit surly. In the capital, he was No one dared to touch him, but when he arrived in Wuzhou Prefecture some time ago, he offended some master and was killed. His soul and soul were all destroyed, and he didn’t even have the chance to reincarnate."

"As for the fat man in yellow robe, I am not the only one who has achieved immortality in the secret realm of Cave Heaven Paradise. I heard that a total of three people have achieved immortal body this time. As soon as the fat man in yellow robe appeared, the spiritual power of the immortal fruit that had not been digested in my body was generated. Resonance, it seems that this person is also one of the immortals."

Xu Anping seemed to have something on his mind and began to introduce the people around King Xiao Ling to Jin An one by one.

The muscles on the old Taoist priest's face trembled when he heard this.

This disciple of Yujing Jinque really knows King Xiao Ling himself! Thanks to my little brother for having the audacity to call himself King Xiao Ling in front of him!

Fortunately, Fellow Daoist Xu is one of our own!

Compared to the shock of the old Taoist priest, Jin An was equally astonished. Did King Xiao Ling just die of a younger brother? And for the first time, he sensed the familiar aura of soul emanating from King Xiao Ling. When many souls were hunting the stone ox, the dragon-bodied bird soul soul he killed was actually King Xiao Ling's biological brother.

There is no way to resolve this hatred.

But Jin An never regretted the choice he made that day.

If you kill, just kill.

There is nothing to regret.

Xu Anping, who was still introducing the Feng Shui masters around King Xiao Ling, noticed something was wrong on the faces of the old Taoist priest and Jin An. The old Taoist priest had a winking expression on his face like an old fox, and Jin An looked like a little fox thinking about something. With a sneer on his face, he asked them what happened.

Looking at it this way, he felt that he looked dull and could sit in a daze all day sharpening swords, but he was actually the one with the most normal expression among the three.

At this time, the few people who had just walked out of the sacred mountain smelled the aroma of barbecue, and they all looked over, including the domineering and overbearing little King Ling, who also looked over.

Xu Anping suddenly stood up and left, walking straight towards King Xiao Ling. The two seemed to know each other and had a pleasant conversation. After making an appointment to have a cup of tea, Xu Anping came back again.

"I used the information on how to get meat to get two important pieces of information from King Xiao Ling, one good news and one bad news."

"Let me tell you the bad news first."

"The sacred mountain is filled with amazing spirituality, making it difficult for people to move forward. Everyone who enters the mountain has gained nothing for the time being."

Xu Anping continued: "There is no need for Prince Xiao Ling to tell such low-level lies. As long as it gets dawn tomorrow, we can verify the authenticity by walking into the sacred mountain."

"After telling you the bad news, let's talk about the good news."

"When you came here, you should have seen the big crack in the abyss at the foot of the Holy Mountain, right? The good news is that the five-color soil often appears in places with blessed lands. The fairy fate of this secret realm of cave heaven and blessed land may not be in the sacred mountain, but in the abyss under the blessed land. , Prince Xiao Ling plans to lead people to explore the abyss of Wusetu during the day tomorrow."

Xu Anping finally said: "Maybe there is a greater immortality in the sacred mountain, but the strong men of the third realm will not be able to advance very far if they come. It is not something we can take a look at for the time being."

Blessed land brings blessings to people. Blessed land has two meanings among the people. One is the meaning of blessed land in the cave, and the other is the Feng Shui cemetery used to bury the dead.

Why are there so many tombstones buried on this five-color sacred soil?

It is precisely because it is a blessed land and blessed people, and it is a huge cemetery with Feng Shui overall situation, that the five-color soil can be unearthed.

Xu Anping did not ask Jin An and the others whether they believed what he said, just as Jin An and the old Taoist priest did not suspect that Xu Anping was a whistleblower.

If the other party is really someone with evil intentions, there is no need to kindly remind them to be careful about Tianshi Mansion when they first meet.

At this time, the sky was getting darker and darker, and the dark clouds overhead were getting lower and lower. Just when it was about to get dark, there was a rustling movement in the woods, and someone shouted into the woods: "Is this coming a human or a beast?" ?”

The woods were quiet and there was no response. Weird things would happen in this paradise. Just when a few people were far away from the edge of the woods, a bald monk came out from behind the woods.

This time it was a young man who was a disciple of Sakyamuni.

Wearing a monk's robe, he has a strong figure, a calm demeanor, and his muscle lines are as sharp and angular as rocks. At first glance, he gives people a sense of explosive power, as if he contains the legendary power of the dragon and elephant.

Although he has an ordinary appearance, his forehead is bright and his eyes are piercing, as if he has divine light. There is a slight divine light flowing under his skin, like a descendant of a god, with extraordinary miraculous powers and amazing energy.

"Monk Qianshi, don't you monks all meditate on Buddhism and comprehend the Zen mind of the Buddha? Why don't you stay in Zhenguo Temple and concentrate on comprehending the Buddha, and why don't you come to the ashram to live in the mortal world?"

The person who spoke was Prince Xiao Ling of Tianshi Mansion.

Only the three families, Yujing Golden Tower, Zhenguo Temple, and Tianshi Mansion, dare to call each other so rudely.

"My master said that the age of great strife is coming. Let me see why 'evil ghosts are filling the world.'" The disciples of Sakyamuni from Zhenguo Temple spoke loudly in Sanskrit as soon as they opened their mouths, taking refuge in the compassionate heart of my Buddha.

Among the people present, except for a few people, all of them were masters of strange people and strangers. They were not affected by the Sanskrit sound. King Xiao Ling, who was used to bullying others, said coldly: "I have always heard that three people are in the secret realm of Cave Heaven Paradise. When I heard the description of one of them, I knew that this person must be Monk Qianshi from Zhenguo Temple. When I saw you today, my guess was confirmed. It seems that Monk Qianshi really got it. Golden elixir seed'immortal body, Zhenguo Temple has produced an ambitious genius this time, and he wants to join Buddhism and Taoism."

The Sakyamuni disciple of Zhenguo Temple named Qianshi looked at Little Ling King with his hands clasped together: "Why should Little Ling King belittle yourself? This time your Tianshi Mansion brought the wooden kite from the Wooden Ox and Flow Horse Technique. It can be said that in this secret realm of cave heaven and blessed land, Due to the favorable conditions of the time and place, you have received more immortal fate than all of us, and definitely no less than the monk and I and fellow Taoist Xu."

Monk Qianshi had already seen Xu Anping from Yujing Golden Tower when he first arrived. He put his hands together and greeted him.

The Qianshi monk seemed to have the power of dragon and elephant. Then he asked someone to borrow a sword, easily cut down bamboo trees, and soon built a simple bamboo house.

…

It was completely dark by now.

Even the woods not far away were silent, the night was dark, and the whole world was silent.

Jin An kept watch for the first half of the night and the rest of the night with his sword. At this time, Jin An sat on the roof of the thatched house and had a panoramic view of the scattered thatched houses built at the foot of the mountain.

In his eyes, those thatched houses were each protected by divine objects, and divine light overflowed in the dark night, like flickering candles on a stormy night, blessing one side.

His gaze passed over one by one from Xu Anping's bamboo hut, Monk Qianshi's bamboo hut, Xiao Lingwang's pedestrian's thatched house, Zong Ren's pedestrian thatched house further away, and some other scattered people's thatched houses. Finally, His eyes fell on the large crack in the abyss that could not be seen clearly in the dark night.

actually.

In this place where the living are forbidden, no one can really sleep. It is said to be resting, but in fact everyone is meditating in the house, absorbing the rich life essence in the air.

When Jin An turned over and sat on the roof of the thatched house, everyone else also noticed the movement he made. Everyone just glanced at it and continued to meditate.

Jin An kept vigil at night and practiced Qi cultivation.

His "Secret Sutra of the Five Internal Organs" is special. The immortal temple of the five internal organs is like metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. Without his deliberate practice, the internal organs in the body are constantly circulating and growing every moment.

Especially now, the foot of the sacred mountain is full of vitality. If he can practice with divine help, the internal energy in his body will quickly complete the cycle of heaven and earth again and again. According to this speed, it won't be long before he can break through the cultivation level.