Zhao Yun stood tall, with an alchemy furnace sitting in front of him, blazing with flames.
And the black-robed man of the undead lineage is in the furnace, being calcined by him with the fire of the soul.
In other words, it was torture to extract confessions. .??.
If Lu Chang couldn't be found, he couldn't find someone to ask!
"I don't know. I really don't know."
The screams of the men in black robes were more pitiful than the wails of the ghosts.
"This is not the answer I want." Zhao Yun said calmly. The fire of the soul was more destructive. The soul of the black-robed man was distorted by the direct burning. The screams made the white-bearded old man who drew the talisman feel all over his body.
It was freezing cold above and below, so he was afraid that Zhao Yun would be unhappy, so he threw him into the furnace and was cremated.
The man in black robe was afraid that he really didn't know where Lu Chang was and that he had been turned into a remnant soul, so he didn't tell him why.
Although Zhao Yun was unwilling to do so, he still gave up and imprisoned his remaining soul in a talisman.
He was not idle yet, sitting cross-legged again and meditating on the Tao.
The old man with a white beard didn't dare to make a sound, and he didn't dare to be lazy. He just drew the talisman conscientiously.
After that, the two of them got along peacefully.
The bizarre passages are also eerily quiet.
Well!
Until a certain moment, Zhao Yun suddenly groaned.
The old Taoist subconsciously turned his eyes to the side and saw Zhao Yun lying cross-legged. He didn't know whether there was something wrong with his enlightenment or because he was too tired from walking all the way. He actually fell asleep, fell asleep, and slept very deeply.
If you are not peaceful, you must be having a nightmare.
"Little friend?" the old Taoist called in a low voice.
For a long time, Zhao Yun did not respond, only grunting from time to time.
"What's going on?" The old Taoist muttered in his heart, and the light in his eyes became much deeper.
Man! Once you have restless thoughts, you will be out of control.
Such an old man was thinking about good things at this moment, secretly wondering whether he should sneak away while Zhao Yun was in a bad state. As time went by, this idea filled his mind unconsciously.
His state of mind was such that, for a few moments, he even thought about taking action against Zhao Yun. If he performed a decisive blow, he would be able to send away the Eternal Body with one blow.
At that time, we can still fight for a great fortune.
As the old saying goes, wealth can only be found in danger!
Human greed seems to have pushed him to the edge of madness.
"Hey. What are you doing?" Long Yuan jumped out.
It didn't matter what it was saying, it made the old man shiver for a while, and he was almost frightened out of his soul. It felt like a thief who was rummaging through the box, but was caught by the owner.
"I'm tired, let's take a rest." The old man smiled. The nervousness in his heart made him seem a little at a loss. He really wanted to have a glass of wine to calm down his shock.
"Be honest and don't make yourself uncomfortable." Xian Lei and Hun Tianhuo also came out, and they shouted without concealment.
After being threatened by the three of them, the old man forcibly gave up his evil thoughts.
After all, he was still afraid of Zhao Yun, because one careless move could lead to disaster.
To draw the talisman, he took the talisman pen again and continued his hard work.
During this period, he peeked at Zhao Yun more than once.
This heaven-defying evildoer is indeed not in a good condition. Looking at his painful expression, you can tell that his mind is in a state of confusion and he may go crazy at any time.
"Ye Chen."
Still talking so sleepily, it was Zhao Yun's sleepy call.
He had a nightmare, and dreamed of an old friend from the outer universe. It was a bloody Ye Chen, riddled with injuries, locked in the boundless darkness by cold iron chains.
"Boss."
Long Yuan buzzed and poked Zhao Yun.
The old Taoist twitched at the corner of his mouth, because this sword poked a bloody hole in Zhao Yun's chest. Not to mention the physical pain, it was fucking painful just to look at it.
Not to mention, this sword is so effective that it really awakens Zhao Yun.
The man was awake, but he was sitting there, motionless.
He looked a little sluggish, and his eyes even looked hollow.
The old Taoist saw clearly that Zhao Yun's consciousness was wandering in confusion.
This state lasted for more than half a month before Zhao Yun's eyes became clear.
"How could this be?"
His muttering was full of doubts.
He was puzzled as to why he had the same dream so many times. Was it a coincidence or an ominous prophecy?
"Little friend?"
The old Taoist put down his talisman pen and shouted tentatively.
Zhao Yun did not answer, but slowly collected his thoughts and walked out of the domain gate passage.
According to spatial positioning, the destination has been reached.
Looking far away, you can see a peaceful Buddha light.
Under the Buddha's light, there is a spiritual mountain. The sound of the Buddha is loud and majestic.
That was Mount Wu, and the person he was looking for was among them.
Zhao Yun glanced at it and then took steps forward.
The old Taoist was like a little book boy, following closely behind him.
To be honest, he was very reluctant to come here, because Buddha is very evil, and it may not be a good thing to be involved in cause and effect. He has many friends, and he was originally dedicated to cultivating Taoism, but as he continued to practice, he cultivated into Buddhism.
I don’t know if it’s the devotional Zen method or if there’s something else going on.
"Why don't you see your bald head!"
Compared to the white-bearded Taoist, Long Yuan and the others were particularly active, jumping up and down.
This is what Mr. Zhao wanted to ask. Along the way, I didn't see half a Buddha. Instead, I saw pagodas, Buddha statues and Buddhist temples one after another. No one worshiped them, but they wandered around with their thoughts, even the flowers.
The grass and grass are all dyed with Buddha's light, which lasts forever.
He didn't see anyone until he reached a temple.
There is a Buddha, sitting there meditating, with his forehead
The light is bright, and behind the head, there is a floating halo, and the golden Buddhist inscriptions seem to be looming around him.
"The realm of gods." Zhao Yun said in his heart, and he could see the cultivation level of this Buddha.
"He is Luojia, also known as Venerable Luojia, a disciple of Lord Wanshan Buddha." The old Taoist said.
Zhao Yun remained silent and looked away.
In addition to Venerable Luojia, there was another person in front of the temple. He was a young man in white. He was sweeping up fallen leaves with a broom. When he looked over, the young man smiled at him.
"The donor came from afar and didn't know why."
Venerable Luojia has opened his eyes, which are pure and peaceful.
"Looking for your master." Before Zhao Yun could say anything, he heard the old Taoist speak.
"My master has been traveling for many years and is no longer in the mountains." Venerable Luojia smiled slightly.
"When will you come back?" Zhao Yun asked hurriedly.
"I don't know." Venerable Luojia shook his head slightly.
Zhao Yun frowned slightly, it seemed like he had traveled all the way in vain.
This is nonsense. The world of gods is so big, where can I find the ancient god Chuyao?
"Luojia, get out."
When he was melancholy, he suddenly heard a light scolding from outside the mountain.
There was another visitor, a woman, who was also a real god. She also held a magic sword in her hand. Before the visitor arrived, the evil spirit was raging and dispersed the Buddha's light in Wanshan Mountain.
No need to ask, you already know that they are here to cause trouble.
"Ancient God of Stars and Moon." The old man seemed to recognize him and raised his eyebrows slightly.
When Zhao Yun saw it, he couldn't help but be stunned.
It's not surprising that he is like this, it's all because the goddess is exactly the same as Fairy Wuyou.
"Incarnation?"
Zhao Yun murmured, muttering in his heart.
Fairy Wuyou is an anomaly. There once was a person who transformed into a god and was the only one in the three realms.
He didn't find out about this until later. Now that he saw it, he should be this one.