Volume 1 In the World Chapter Fourteen: Gravekeeper
At this time, Xiao He had lost all hope and knew that he could not defeat the Piao Kong Li Gui in front of him no matter what. The Piao Kong Li Gui showed an evil smile again and said: "I am in a good mood today, so I won't torture you two.
"After finishing speaking, Piao Kong Li Gui once again chanted the incantation, and the obscure voice echoed in Xiao He's ears again. With every low moan, a complex symbol flew out from Piao Kong Li Gui's hand. Each symbol
They were all glowing with purple light, and they were carved on each Buddhist bead in turn. When the last Buddhist bead was carved, the flying ghost opened his eyes angrily and shouted: "Broken!"
As soon as he finished speaking, each of the eighteen Buddhist beads flew out with a purple sword and attacked Xiao He and Liao Kong. Xiao He was unable to resist, but raised his hand to protect his head and let out a scream.
When the eighteen purple lightsabers flew in front of Xiao He, suddenly there was a bright light all around Xiao He. The yellow light turned the night into day for a moment. If he looked carefully, there was a big golden gourd on Xiao He's head.
, the surrounding light was flowing, constantly absorbing the surrounding energy, but in an instant, all the eighteen purple lightsabers were swallowed up by the big gourd.
Seeing this scene, Piao Kong Li Gui showed a very panicked look for the first time, and said to himself: "Is it difficult... Could it be that Daluo Jinxian is here? Impossible, impossible!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a voice echoed in the woods: "The last one is here!"
Xiao He only listened to the sound echoing in his ears, but could not tell the source, direction, or distance of the sound. He only felt that the same sound was coming from every corner of the forest. Although he could not judge its cultivation level, he was not aware of it in his heart.
An inexplicable fear arose consciously. Looking at the ghost in the air again, his face was ashen.
When Xiao He was confused, the man's voice sounded again: "Come on! Come on!"
Following this slow and melodious sound, Xiao He was surprised to find that the flying ghost in front of him disappeared out of thin air. The surroundings became quiet again, the night became darker, and nothing seemed to have happened in the quiet woods, only
Xiao He, who was full of doubts, and Monk Liao Kong who fainted next to him.
Monk Liao Kong seemed to have regained some consciousness at this time. He frowned, did not open his eyes, and could not speak. Xiao He took out a kettle and fed him some water. However, he had not learned the magic to save people, so he could not speak for a while.
He didn't know what to do. He just wanted to fly out of this forest with nothing on his back, go to Wind Stop Valley, the training ground of Senior Drunken Monster, and then make plans. Moreover, he also had something to ask Senior Drunken Monster.
Unfortunately, Xiao He was seriously injured in this battle and his vitality has not yet recovered. Moreover, Monk Liao Kong has a huge body. Xiao He tried twice with brute force, but failed to fly up. Each time he fell to the ground after rising a few feet.
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In this way, Xiao He still had no intention of giving up. This was already the edge of the forest, and the Wind Stop Valley would be dozens of miles away. He picked up Kong on his back and walked out of the forest step by step.
Xiao He just carried Kong on his back and walked out of the woods. Under the hot sun, Xiao He was sweating profusely in a short time. At this time, Monk Liao Kong also woke up.
"Brother Xiao He, where are you going to carry me?" Liao Kong asked weakly.
"I will take you to find a senior. He will definitely have a way to heal your injury." Xiao He also said with some difficulty, but his steps did not stop for a moment.
"I just looked at my injury and found that all the meridians were broken, and even the Dantian was cracked. Now that the Dharma has been dispersed, there is not much left. I am afraid that I am destined to become a disabled person, and no one can cure me." Liao Kong.
said.
"Don't worry, the senior I'm talking about is not an ordinary person. He must have a way." Xiao He said.
"Brother Xiao He, listen to me. I know this injury myself. Even Master Zhikong, who reached the state of transcendence in ancient Shaolin, has no way to save himself!" Liao Kong said.
"No matter what you say, I will never give up on you!" Xiao He said.
"Brother Xiao He, I accept your friendship, but it is all in vain. I already feel that I am approaching the end of my life. If you find a place nearby, I may have to return to the Western Paradise!" Liao Kong said.
"Stop talking anymore. I will never give up. Wait until I find that senior!" After Xiao He finished speaking, he no longer cared about what Le Kong said behind him, and walked firmly towards Feng Zinggu step by step.
When Xiao He walked to the foot of Fengzhi Mountain, he saw a cemetery. In his impression, he had not seen such a cemetery last time.
Xiao He was very confused. He looked around and saw that there were thirty-three graves in the cemetery. In front of each grave was a wordless stone tablet. Looking at the confused Xiao He, the monk behind him asked: "Brother Xiao He, where are we?
Is there a place?”
"This is at the foot of Fengzhi Mountain, and it's almost to Fengzhi Valley. But the last time I came here, I didn't see such a cemetery!" Xiao He said word by word, not forgetting to observe as he spoke.
surrounding environment.
"This matter is a bit strange. Brother Xiao He, please put me down first!" Monk Liaokong said.
Xiao He bent down and put down Monk Kong. When he stood up again, an old man in commoner clothes walked towards the two of them.
"Hello, I am the tombkeeper here. I wonder what you two are here for?" said the old man in commoner clothes.
Xiao He looked at the old man seriously, and after confirming that he was just an ordinary old man, he said politely: "Old man, when did this cemetery exist? Who are buried there?"
"Why does the young hero have such doubts?" The old man did not answer Xiao He's question, but asked this sentence.
"I visited this place not long ago. There was no cemetery at that time, so I became curious and asked." Xiao He replied politely.
"I wonder why the young hero came to Fengzhi Mountain?" the old man asked again.
"To be honest, a senior I was fortunate to get to know lives in Wind Stop Valley. I went here this time to ask him to treat my friend." Xiao He said, half of what he said, hiding.
Half of it was because at this moment, I felt that the old man in front of me must have some background, but I didn't want to completely expose the alcoholic senior, so I answered like this.
"Could the senior you mentioned as a drunkard be a drunkard?" the old man asked calmly.
"Exactly! Since senior knows the name of Senior Liquor Monster, he seems to be a cultivator of immortality! I wonder if you can help my friend check the injury!" After hearing this, Xiao He said with great joy.
The old man smiled slightly, placed his palm on Monk Kong's head, closed his eyes and stared, asking: "How did your friend get injured?"
"Last night we encountered a flying ghost in the forest. During the fight with him, we were injured one after another due to his lack of academic skills. My friend stood in front of me and attacked with all his strength. The injuries were more serious, and my magic weapon was also damaged by that ghost.
The monster is damaged!" Xiao He said.
"The flying ghost? No wonder you failed. Although the monster is not powerful, it is beyond your knowledge because it is not a creature of this human world." The old man said.
Hearing what the old man said, Xiao He couldn't help but panic and said: "Listen to what Senior said, do you also...?" Xiao He asked tentatively.
"Haha!" The old man laughed out loud when he heard Xiao He's words, "Well, this matter originally started because of me, so I won't hide it from you. Take out your damaged magic weapon and let me take a look!"
Xiao He heard this and immediately sacrificed his Dragon Valley Sword. The old man held the Dragon Valley Sword and looked at it for a while, then said to himself: "The sword is a good sword, but it lacks a little blessing. I will modify it for you."
, it’s compensation!” After the old man finished speaking, he turned his palm, and a very smooth earth-colored bead appeared in the old man’s hand. With the old man’s few whispers, the earth-colored bead quickly merged with the Dragon Valley Sword.
At the moment of complete integration, the light of the Dragon Valley Sword diffused again. Different from the past, this Dragon Valley Sword seemed to be less violent and more gentle.
Xiao He took the Dragon Valley Sword from the old man's hand and didn't have time to observe it carefully. He thanked the old man quickly and continued: "Senior, since you have such magical powers, you must have a way to save my friend. I also ask senior to help!" Xiao He
After saying that, he knelt down and bowed down.
Hearing Xiao He's words, the old man looked a little embarrassed. After a while, the old man said: "I really have my own difficulties, which you can't understand!"
Xiao He still wanted to speak, but Monk Kongkong, who had been sitting on the ground with his eyes closed, spoke: "Brother Xiao He, everything has its own cause and effect. I have already seen through it, and now I am ready to go to the Western Paradise to serve the Buddha."
After hearing what Monk Kong said, Xiao He suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness that he had never felt before. He was annoyed that his ability was so insignificant.
Looking at the two people in front of him, the old man suddenly said: "Actually, even in this world, your friend is not completely hopeless. As long as you eat the Guiyanfeng Xuanhuang Ginseng, you will naturally have a chance to reshape your meridians. However, you
I am afraid that the hard work of Buddhism will have to start from scratch!"
"As long as I have this black and yellow ginseng?!" Xiao He said.
"Of course not, you need to have the skills to cooperate. Otherwise, Xuanhuang Ginseng will be just an ordinary healing elixir, and you, the human world, will waste everything. It seems that you will lose a lot of money today!" The old man smiled bitterly, and casually took a small pill.
The small lotus flower was handed into Kong's hand and said: "If you eat Xuanhuang Ginseng, you will quickly return to the ancient Shaolin Temple to practice in seclusion. When the opportunity comes, all your doubts will be solved!" After saying that, he turned around and said to Xiao He: "
The fate between you and me is by no means limited to this. We will meet again in the future. Today, there are really many difficulties that I cannot explain to you one by one."
After saying this, Xiao He turned around and left without waiting for the two of them to ask further questions.
When Xiao He and Liao Kong reacted, not only was the old man missing, but the thirty-three tombs had also disappeared without a trace.
"It seems that this senior is really not a mortal!" Xiao He said to the sky in a low voice.
At this time, a voice sounded from all around the sky: "You two little friends, please leave on your own. Don't tell anyone what you saw today. Goodbye!"
Looking at the clear sky above his head, Xiao He vaguely felt that this old man might be a more powerful existence than the senior wine monster. He didn't know what the opportunity he was talking about was. Ever since he met the senior wine monster, many things had failed him.
Having doubts about his identity, Xiao He knew that these doubts could only be answered one by one when he obtained more powerful energy. Without thinking too much, he once again picked up Monk Lukong beside him and walked firmly towards the east.