The old Taoist was pulled towards the talisman body in the tomb of Ganoderma lucidum corpse mountain. As the master grabbed him, they were all firmly fixed in his body.
He looked sideways at Li Yueshan in shock,
I don’t understand that this old man is just a wild teacher.
How could it be so powerful at this time?
How can you resist the attraction of the coffin?!
as well as,
What does it mean?
"You are willing to die like this - your apprentice will definitely not agree!" The old Taoist looked at Li Yueshan's face with a look of relief, as if he had thought of something, and hurriedly advised him.
Li Yueshan laughed loudly and pulled Lao Dao back again.
Pulling him behind him, he immediately said: "The old man has lived for others all his life. He has lived enough for a long time - now he dies for himself, what's the big deal?
Even if the disciples knew,
I think I can understand the old man.
Alas, it is so uncomfortable to live, it would be better to die.
Good morning, good morning!"
The master took out a bundle of ropes from the package scattered on the ground by the mule colt, and then looked up at the tomb halfway up the mountain.
Think for a moment,
I picked up the crescent moon for shoveling.
He turned to the old Taoist and said: "I will ask you to inform my disciples later that the money accumulated by the Zao team is hidden under the mud courtyard wall in the northwest corner of the third courtyard from the east of Xiushuihe Village. An abandoned millstone.
There are a total of seventy-seven taels of silver and five ounces of silver in it, not counting the scattered silver coins."
The old Taoist talisman body was very unstable after the previous events, causing his internal organs to tremble, and his face turned green and white. At this time, he heard the fat old man's words as if he was explaining his funeral, and he reluctantly held on to the corner of the fat old man's clothes. : "How could you do this?
If you are allowed to die here, how can I explain to your disciples?
In this way, wouldn't it be that in order to save my own life, I would cause you to sacrifice for me——"
"I died for the people of the world,
Die for my team,
I save you because I hope you can live for the people of the world.
How to talk about whether it is harmful or not?
don’t worry,
The younger ones of mine may not be able to understand,
But those who are older will definitely understand you." Master interrupted Xuan Zhao's words, took a shovel to cut off the corner of his clothes that was being held by the Taoist, walked a few steps forward, and took out the mud brick from his arms. I.
He pressed his left thumb against the palm of his right hand,
He said to the clay doll: "Master, Master, Sister, Junior Brothers and Junior Sisters, we have sealed Brocade Mountain Ligui, and now is the day to eliminate the troubles here for thousands of years - please come with me on the road!"
The moment Master’s words fell to the ground,
There were layers of sounds coming from the void.
Old or young, male or female voices echoed in the void,
All condensed into one word: "Okay!"
Cracks appeared on the clay doll, and then suddenly cracked open. The flying dust and smoke gathered some rotting flesh and blood, condensing into a huge stone slab in front of Li Yueshan.
In the center of the stone slab, two portals with cracks in the middle were carved.
In the doorway, a woman who looked like junior sister Li Yueshan poked her head out and looked outside.
There is a plaque hanging on the door above her head,
The clear air lingers on the plaque,
The word "Xianmen" is vaguely visible.
Li Yueshan walked around behind the stone slab, tied himself tightly to the stone slab with a rope, carried it on his back, then held the crescent moon in one hand for easy shoveling, and walked step by step towards the mountain of Ganoderma lucidum corpses in the distance.
Old Taoist Xuanzhao saw the stone slab,
Everything is understood.
Uncle Zhenguang’s ancestors said before that the true form of Ghost Ganoderma has been constantly evolving and has long been incompatible with its fractal shape.
At this time, the fractals are brought back to their true form,
It will inevitably lead to conflict between the two.
Causing both to become 'silent' at the same time.
Previously, the old Taoist was still puzzled by the fact that the coffin on the corpse mountain did not have a coffin cover. Only then when he saw Li Yueshan acting like this did he realize that the coffin board was also a treacherous one!
And it is the split form of Ghost Ganoderma!
But from the outside, this coffin board matches that coffin very well.
Once the coffin boards are closed and the coffin is closed,
The coffin board is where the ‘immortal gate’ is.
on the coffin board,
There is no doubt that it is the place where immortals sleep!
Doesn’t this further enhance the power of Ghost Ganoderma?!
Old Taoist thoughts surged up one after another,
Li Yueshan had no time to care about him at this time.
After he put the coffin cover on his back, balls of fire began to burn all over his body. Those fires burned his bones and flesh, integrating his bones and blood into the back of the coffin board.
He became more and more ‘adhered’ to the coffin board!
The fat old man climbed up the mountain of Ganoderma lucidum corpses,
The corpses on the Ganoderma lucidum all reached out to grab him, trying to drag him down and not allow him to climb up the mountain of corpses. At this time, the crescent shovel in his hand came into play. With one shovel, he cut off the bones of the corpses.
Claws!
He struggled to climb up the mountain of corpses,
Every time you get closer to the coffin halfway up the mountain,
His own flesh and blood merged with the coffin cover.
The fire burned the coffin board red,
The face of the female figurine at the tomb door on the front of the coffin became sinister and distorted, and even the writing on the plaque above her head gradually became distorted. From the word "Xianmen", it gradually became distorted into some vague and strange words!
Ganoderma lucidum corpse mountain,
Those corpses were showing their teeth and claws,
Master must avoid their entanglement and cut off their claws that are struggling to pull him.
You also need to use the claws stretched out from above to allow you to climb up.
Then you can see a tall figure, whose back has been adhered to the coffin board he is carrying. With one hand, he grabs the claws stretched out from the top of the mountain of corpses and uses his strength to climb. With the other hand, he waves the crescent moon to shovel, and pulls the lower part.
The claws on his ankles were cut off!
The putrid blood fell to the dark red earth together with the broken limbs.
Master finally approached the location of the tomb halfway up the mountain.
He looked intently at the longevity quilt in the tombstone, and at the pair of square stone pedestals in front of the coffin - a pair of 'tomb-suppressing beasts' were originally supposed to be placed on the stone pedestals, but now, the tomb-suppressing beasts were accommodated by mule colts.
The stone base can no longer be restored to its original appearance.
Thinking of this section, Master grinned.
The sweat on his forehead dripped from the corners of his eyes into his mouth,
He leaned on the crescent moon to facilitate shoveling, stepped on the huge Ganoderma lucidum, and approached the coffin that could hold three of himself——
At this moment,
Suddenly, fierce calls rang in my ears.
"Master!"
"Master!"
"Master!"
Master opened his mouth slightly,
Reluctantly, he turned sideways and looked down the mountain,
I saw the familiar disciple crawling out of the shadows, followed by striding towards the mountain of corpses!
"Awu! Awu!
Stop! Stop!"
The master shouted sharply, with a ferocious look on his face,
Under his shout, Su Wu finally stopped taking steps and looked up at the master in the tomb halfway up the mountain.
The master laughed: "When I close the coffin lid - Ah Wu, you can fry this trick, don't hesitate, Ah Wu!"
Su Wu raised his head and looked at Master without speaking.
"You don't understand this trick,
Master understands,
This is the only way to take it into custody - Ah Wu, the people who died at the hands of Li Kuai in Zhijin Mountain, those who are still alive - they are all looking at us!
Ahwu,
Don’t be confused!”
Su Wu lowered his head slightly,
When he raised his head again, his eye sockets were slightly red.
From a distance of more than a hundred feet, the master seemed to see the reddish eyes of his disciple. He pursed his lips and forced a smile on his face: "Silly boy, why are you sad?"
He turned sideways and pointed to the huge coffin behind him: "Did you see it? This is a fairy coffin!
After master lies in it, he might become an immortal..."
The eldest disciple still didn't speak.
Master was also silent for a moment,
He raised the crescent moon in his hand for shoveling, but the words he said were blown away by the breeze and left no trace in the ears of the eldest disciple: "Let Master take this thing into the coffin. It's a waste, just treat it as a waste." It’s just a thought for Master..."
In Su Wu’s eyes,
Master raised the crescent moon in his hand to shovel it,
In the end, without saying anything, he walked into the coffin carrying the huge coffin cover.
The coffin gradually closed.
Silence fell.
The expression of the female figurine on the tomb door on the coffin board becomes more and more fierce, conveying a sense of terror that no one can enter.
The old man recovered for a long time, got up from the ground, looked at the completely closed coffin halfway up the mountain, walked up to Su Wu, and was speechless for a moment.
A coffin,
Yin and Yang have been isolated.
Su Wu stared blankly at the coffin,
There were hurried footsteps behind me.
Zhu'er, Qingmiao and Gou Sheng ran over holding Xiu Xiu.
"Elder brother, where is the master?
Where is the master?!" Zhu'er ran to Su Wu's side and looked around, but did not see that familiar figure.
Su Wu said nothing.
Gou Sheng followed his elder brother's gaze and looked at the coffin halfway up the mountain. As if he had guessed something, his face suddenly turned sad.
Qingmiao had already begun to secretly wipe away her tears.
Xiuxiu opened her mouth, tears rolling down her eyes like broken beads!
"Master!"
Pearl belatedly realized that she finally understood.
She shouted loudly towards the coffin halfway up the mountain - she was held down by Su Wu on the shoulders and could not get close to the mountain, so she could only shout loudly: "Master!"
Gou Sheng cried loudly: "Master!"
Qingmiao whispered: "Master..."
The sound of calling lingered in the valley.
In that silent coffin,
Master's consciousness has been very blurred,
Many chaotic, indescribable pictures filled his consciousness. At this time, the voice outside the coffin was like a stick, crushing all those pictures.
He regained some of his voice,
Distinguishing the call outside the coffin,
I muttered silently in my heart: "This is Pearl's voice,
This is Gou Sheng’s voice,
This is the voice of Qingmiao..."
He chanted over and over again, suddenly missing the disciples outside the coffin, so he began to struggle hard - his back was completely adhered to the cover of the coffin, and now his face was facing the quilt, which was equivalent to facing down. Lying in the coffin.
Now I was struggling hard, trying to turn around,
As a result, the flesh and blood on the back tore apart layer by layer and separated from the coffin cover!
Master's consciousness became clearer under this pain!
He tried again and again,
Finally turned around,
You can lie in the coffin.
But he no longer had the strength to push the coffin open.
Can only——
Every time the disciple's call came from outside, he reluctantly pushed the coffin open a gap.
Under the call of the Zao Class disciples, the coffin coffin
Trembling for a long time,
Finally fully closed.
fell into complete silence.
This chapter has been completed!