When Yang Yu opened his eyes again, he still saw the familiar darkness in front of him. In the darkness, which was so deep that even the naked eye could not see clearly, an ancient tree was gently swaying.
As the branches and leaves swayed, weird laughter came and went, one after another, like a magic sound, and it made people feel uneasy when they heard it.
This time, Yang Yu did not pick the fruit because the tombkeeper had already stepped out of the shadows.
A long rope was hung around his waist, connecting dozens of ginseng fruits between the branches and leaves. With just a gentle tug, all the fruits would fall to the ground...
You finally came!
The gravekeeper's voice was hoarse.
At this moment, Yang Prison also truly saw the whole picture of the tombkeeper.
He was no more than four feet tall and wore a Taoist robe that didn't fit him well. He looked like a child, but that was just the shape. His face was as dry as bark, full of the vicissitudes of time.
Among the branches and leaves, the body of the fake ginseng fruit came here. Yang Yu's heart was no longer as urgent as before. Hearing this, he also spoke:
Gravekeeper, Qingfeng Taoist...
Gravekeeper?
Taoist Qingfeng, who looks like a child but looks old, smiled coldly:
Who told you that I am the tombkeeper?
After many attempts to no avail, he seemed to have given up, walked out of the shadows, and sat cross-legged in front of the big tree.
Not a gravekeeper...
After listening to his rebuttal, Yang Yu felt certain in his heart, knowing that his guess was correct:
So, in the past, the Three Burial Masters enlightened you and Mingyue, really to guard the body of Taoist Ten Thousand Beasts?
Perhaps, he also left behind a back-up, making it impossible for you to escape your responsibilities...
Yang Yu expressed his guess.
Having been in and out of this place many times, he didn't know that this Qingfeng Taoist was already extremely crazy and would immediately fight if he disagreed with her.
Who are you? How do you know so clearly?
Taoist Qingfeng frowned, feeling surprised and suspicious.
Who is the Third Burial Monk?
That is a powerful person who has access to all the paths of Dharma and is extremely advanced in the six divisions. He wants to master the five categories and opposes the Buddha!
His deeds have long been destroyed by the great supernatural powers in the long river of time. How could this person...
call!
His emotions were surging, and his face was filled with anger, as if he was about to explode in the next moment.
I'm just an outsider who comes to pick fruits to survive...
If the guardian wants to get rid of his duties, he must be able to break the three burial monks' methods. It seems that Qingfeng can't do it, and Ming Yue can't even think about it!
Yang Yu sped up his words, and as his voice echoed, Taoist Qingfeng's furious expression calmed down:
you mean……
He didn't know where the mysterious man knew so clearly, let alone why he knew he was looking for Mingyue.
But my mind still couldn't help but feel suspended.
The bright moon is still here!
Buzz!
In the darkness, there seemed to be a strong wind, and the terrifying air waves spread into the sky, blowing so hard that the ginseng fruit trees shook violently, and the dead leaves flew away.
impossible!
Qingfeng's expression changed drastically:
If Mingyue is still in the Five Zang Temple, why doesn't she come out to see me? Are you lying to me?!
The four-foot-tall Taoist exhaled a terrifying aura that shook the earth. For a moment, the ground shook, and even the entire Five Viscera Temple trembled violently, as if it had the power of overturning.
But it was only a few moments before a vague Buddha's light floated out from the void. Its shape was as thick as a finger.
…
With just one tap, Taoist Qingfeng was knocked to the ground and roared in extreme pain:
Ugly monk, you deserve to die, you deserve to die!
You can't resist this method. Even if Ming Yue can resist, how can she escape from this place without you even noticing?
Yang Prison spoke at the right time.
This Taoist Qingfeng is obviously filled with resentment.
Paranoia is like madness. If you don't stop it, you will be refined here by the Buddha's light.
The bright moon...
The Qingfeng Daotong was shocked and calmed down. His voice became hoarse than before:
Mingyue, Mingyue, where is she...
Not urgent.
At this time, it was Yang Yu's turn to take the initiative. He rarely had such an opportunity. At this moment, he naturally looked at the five internal organs temple carefully and asked about the causes and consequences.
you!
Taoist Qingfeng's eyes were beating wildly, as if he could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, but he still restrained himself and answered while holding his nose.
That day, I meditated under the tree, the bright moon...
Let’s start from the beginning.
You are too presumptuous!
Being interrupted from his recollection, Taoist Qingfeng became furious, but he still forced himself to answer:
That day, the sky was as dark as ink, the stars were swaying and extinguished one by one, and all the stars in the sky had fallen...
Earlier, let’s start with the three-buried monk’s journey to the west.
you!
Yang Yu gradually tested Qingfeng Taoist's bottom line. The latter got angry several times, but later he seemed to get used to it.
Let’s really start from the beginning.
What he said was dry and without any rhythm, but according to his journey to the west, Yang Yu gradually understood the origin of the concept of five internal organs, as well as the causes and consequences.
In a nutshell, probably a long time ago, a great monk came from the east and wanted to learn the skills of the five categories and fight against gods, demons, immortals, Buddhas and demons, and he took on a few disciples...
During this period, he passed by Wanshou Mountain and noticed something strange here. He lifted him up from Wanshou Mountain and took out a pair of liver sausages from under it...
That Wanshou Taoist is said to be a great supernatural being who lived eight kalpas ago. His body has been dead for countless thousands of years, and his body has not completely decayed. Instead, as time goes by, the demonic energy emerges...
Taoist Qingfeng said numbly:
He built this temple to suppress the demons and longevity, but he was afraid that others would destroy it unintentionally, so he inspired the cool breeze in the mountains and the moonlight in the cold pond to guard this ruined temple on his behalf!
boom!
At this point, Taoist Qingfeng became furious again. Even though he was suppressed by the Buddha's light, he still kept beating the ground with hatred to the extreme:
He lied to me, he lied to us! He said that when he returned from the westward journey, he would set us free. However, countless thousands of years have passed and the way of heaven has collapsed. He, he...
At the end, the furious Taoist fell to the ground and cried loudly. I don't know whether he was in extreme pain or extremely sad.
This cry contained extremely strong emotions. Yang Yu could clearly sense it, but he did not interrupt. Instead, he waited until the cry gradually subsided and then said:
Could it be that he is dead?
Impossible! How could he die! Who can kill him...
Taoist Qingfeng shook his head subconsciously, then suddenly lowered his head:
The Buddha is dead, and he will not survive the great calamity. Haha, he is dead, he is really dead! Hahaha...
Taoist Qingfeng cried and laughed like a madman. It was not until a long time later that he wiped away his tears and stared at the treetops with his red eyes:
…
If you find Mingyue, you can take all these fruits. But if you can't find them, I will destroy this ruined temple even if you risk your life forever!
How long has it been since you looked up?
Yang Prison spoke.
look up?
The breeze lifted its head blankly, and the branches and leaves of the ginseng fruit tree covered the sky and the sun:
What to see?
He became manic again.
Do you really not know, or are you unwilling to accept it?
Yang Prison sighed:
You said that on the day when the bright moon disappeared, the sky became pitch black, the stars fell like rain, and the stars in the sky fell one after another...
At this point, Taoist Qingfeng's body trembled, his eyes turned red, and his roar became hoarse:
shut up!
The Taiyin Star is also one of the stars! The bright moon is originally inspired by the shadow of the cold pond moon, and its existence is based on the Taiyin Star...
Yang Yu's calm voice was extremely harsh in the ears of Taoist Qingfeng, making him look pale and trembling all over:
If there is no skin left, how can the hair be attached?
When the moon falls, how can the shadow of the moon in Tan survive?
In fact, you just don't want to believe it, but this is the truth...
A trace of pity arose in Yang Yu's heart, but he finally spoke:
She is dead...
………
Buzz~
Wisps of light scattered, circulated, and gathered in the dark cauldron of gluttony.
After one refining, all the ingredients turned into specks of flying ash, falling on the dimly lit Five Zang Guan recipe.
Above this recipe, various scenes kept flowing, and finally settled in the gloomy ancient temple under the towering tree.
In the temple, a young man in mysterious clothes unfolded a long scroll. The moonlight was flowing inside, and there seemed to be the sound of cold pool water...
A cold and beautiful girl walked out of the moonlight, hugged the young man with a green face and teardrops under the shade of a tree...
Phew~
In the stream of light, various words flowed down in front of Yang Yu's eyes like waterfalls.
[View of the five internal organs]
[Level Nine Glory (Part 1)]
[Extreme Quality (Part 1)]
[The evaluation comes from a shadow of ashes in the sky of the fairy mountain cave where a person with great supernatural powers lives. It gradually dissipates with the baptism of time, but there are still many mysteries... (It is a taboo of the venerable, and his name cannot be mentioned)]
[Refining Node 2: Looking for the Five Zang Temple... (Completed)]
[I don’t know where the refining node San Mingyue is going...(Completed)]
[Sixteen ginseng fruits obtained by refining (the core of the ginseng fruit after the original source is consumed has absorbed various qi),
The Nine-Year-Level Divine Seed has innate Qi to capture, the secret technique of breathing in and out of breath, the secret technique of inverting the five internal organs...]
[Wuzangguan recipe, refining completed]
Cool breeze, bright moon...
Taking one last look at the two people hugging each other on the scroll, Yang Yu also had waves in his heart.
The sighs about the encounter between the two people, and the joy after finally refining the recipe.
After more than twenty years and countless in and outs, it was finally done!
There are still many confusions in Yang Yu's heart.
Just a fruit core obtained from the Sea of Laws has evolved into such a real and vast secret realm of Wanshou Mountain.
Is it that Wanshou Taoist's Qi machine is so powerful that it will never be destroyed, or is it that the Three Burial Master's magical powers are so powerful?
Or...
Unfortunately, the recipe cannot be re-refined...
Looking at the big fat dolls with weird smiles, a trace of regret flashed through Yang Yu's heart.
Even in ancient times, elixirs that could increase longevity were extremely precious. No matter how many there were, they would never be enough.
Not to mention, these sixteen ginseng berries are really not enough...
call!
After standing quietly for a long time, reviewing the gains and losses of this refining in his mind, Yang Yu finally looked at his gains from this refining.