Long Yang couldn't help but be stunned. The person in front of him turned out to be a young monk?
The little monk waved his hand gently, and the Immortal Burial Coffin opened. Long Yang felt that the restraints of the rules disappeared instantly, and jumped out of the Immortal Burial Coffin.
After he was released, Long Yang could clearly see the appearance of the young monk.
His eyebrows are very long, his features are delicate, his eyes are bright, his nose is straight, his lips are plump, and his face looks very delicate, just like a young man walking out of a painting.
"Amitabha, how can you be so seriously injured and healed so quickly?"
The little monk looked innocent and smiled.
Long Yang frowned slightly, "Why do you want to lock me in the immortal coffin?"
Seeing that Long Yang was a little angry, the young monk smiled and said, "Fellow Taoist, don't misunderstand me, I'm trying to save you."
"Save me?"
"Putting me in a coffin is called saving me?"
Long Yang said angrily.
"Fellow Taoist, don't be impatient. Let the poor monk finish his words first."
The young monk is not very old, but he looks like an old monk, and his every move seems extremely inappropriate.
"My Immortal Burial Coffin has the ability to condense time. When I met you here, you had already lost all vitality and your soul had dissipated. If you were not put into the Immortal Burial Coffin, you would definitely die."
"Putting you in the Immortal Burial Coffin will greatly slow down the flow of time. I originally planned to take you back to the temple where I am, ask the host for the magic medicine, and save you."
The little monk said.
Long Yang frowned slightly, the little monk's eyes were pure and flawless, and he didn't look like he was lying.
But why did he go to such trouble to save himself?
"Why are you going to such trouble for me?"
Long Yang asked.
The young monk scratched his head and said with a smile: "Master has taught me since I was a child that saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Not only will I save you, but I will also save a bird when I see it."
Only then did Long Yang notice that there were many small animals around the little monk, including squirrels, sparrows, and rabbits. They were all extremely weak animals with no fighting ability.
Moreover, they all had injuries on their bodies, and some were missing arms and legs. They seemed to be very close to the little monk.
A little squirrel also jumped on the little monk's bald head, and gently stroked the little monk's bald head with its soft little paws, which made the little monk giggle.
Long Yang couldn't help but believe it, and looked at the young monk thoughtfully.
It is said that Gautama Buddha cut his flesh and fed it to eagles. In Buddhist philosophy, self-sacrifice for others is a very important thought. Maybe this man was really kind.
However, he carries an extremely terrifying weapon like the Immortal Burial Coffin on his body. This Immortal Burial Coffin gives Long Yang the feeling that it is even like an imperial weapon. The power of law has been bred in it. Once it enters it,
, not even the Immortal King, or even a higher-level existence, can resist.
This made the little monk look very strange.
However, Long Yang didn't think too much. He cupped his hands towards the young monk and said, "Then, thank you very much."
The young monk waved his hand and said, "No need to be polite, it's just a matter of effort."
He glanced at Long Yang and continued: "Fellow Taoist, your soul power doesn't seem to be weak!"
"Although my Immortal Burial Coffin is ordinary, this is the first time someone has been able to shake it from the inside. Otherwise, I wouldn't have discovered that you were awake."
"Originally, I planned to go back to the temple and take your body out for the master to heal. I didn't expect you to heal on your own so quickly."
Long Yang smiled faintly and couldn't help but look at Daguai, who was hugging him tightly in his arms. All of this was thanks to Daguai.
The little monk noticed Long Yang's gaze, and then saw the big boy in Long Yang's arms.
"Fellow Taoist, is this your child?"
The little monk looked at the big boy, his eyes full of curiosity and kindness.
"What a cute little baby! However, it seems that he has been secretly injured and his origin has been damaged..."
"This is a bit difficult to handle..."
The little monk scratched his head.
"He hurt his origin in order to save me. Is there any way you can restore the origin for Daguai?"
Long Yang asked quickly.
As long as he can cure Daguai, he is willing to do anything.
"Yes, there is, but this... is a bit difficult to handle."
The little monk looked troubled.
Long Yang suddenly became anxious, "As long as I can cure Daguai, I am willing to pay any price!"
The young monk looked at Long Yang, shook his head, and sighed: "I know that fellow Taoist is a genius and has extraordinary talent, but..."
"But what?"
Long Yang asked anxiously, this was his only chance. If Daguai died or couldn't wake up for the rest of his life, he would never feel at ease in his life.
"If my guess is correct, Daguai's true form should be the Deep Sea Tyrannosaurus Rex, right?"
Long Yang nodded.
"In this world, there are also relics of Tyrannosaurus rex. To cure Daguai's hidden wounds, there is only one way, which is to seize the inner elixir of at least ten Golden Immortal realm Tyrannosaurus and give it to Daguai to absorb. In this case, Daguai's body will not only be
It can be restored, and even, after obtaining the purebred Tyrannosaurus rex bloodline, unknown mutations will occur."
When Long Yang heard this, he said without hesitation: "Okay, ten, no, I want to get all the Tyrannosaurus Rex inner elixirs here to treat Daguai!"
The young monk frowned slightly and said: "Killing so many lives for one life is against the law of heaven, and you will be punished by heaven."
Long Yang smiled nonchalantly and said: "So what if it is a divine punishment? Even if I go to the eighteenth level of purgatory and suffer the burning pain of karma, I will never regret it."
The young monk looked at Long Yang and regretted telling Long Yang this method. If Long Yang really wiped out the Tyrannosaurus Rex clan, he would also have uneasy conscience.
However, he was not a fool. He could see how important Daguai was to Long Yang, so he did not directly stop him.
"Fellow Taoist, let's take a long-term approach. My master is proficient in medical skills and may have other methods."
"Why don't you two go back to the temple with me first?"
Long Yang looked at the young monk, thought for a moment, and agreed. After all, he also needed to rest now.
Long Yang carefully placed Daguai in the Donghua Bell and looked around.
Here is a deep valley, with mountains over 10,000 meters high on both sides, and there is no way up.
Long Yang frowned and said, "How did you get here?"
The little monk seemed a little embarrassed and said: "I went to the edge of the cliff to rescue an injured bird. For some reason, a strange wind suddenly blew from the mountain and I fell down."
Fortunately, I have thick skin and thick flesh, and I was lucky. I fell into a crooked tree and didn't fall into a pulp. That's when I met you.
Long Yang looked at the young monk's face and frowned slightly, 'What kind of wind can blow this young monk down?'
The young monk at least has the strength of a late-stage Heavenly Immortal, and may even be a half-step Golden Immortal.
With such strength, would it be blown down by the wind? Long Yang felt vaguely that something was fishy.
The young monk was probably plotted against.
"Then how are we going to get up there?"
Long Yang frowned.
"I've been wandering around here for a long time, and I haven't found the way up yet, hey."
The little monk sighed, "By the way, I haven't asked you what your name is yet."
"Long Yang."
Long Yang said lightly.
"My name is Tang Tianzong."
The little monk smiled and stretched out his hand towards Long Yang.
Long Yang hesitated for a moment, and finally stretched out his right hand.
To be continued...