Chapter 117： No return (1/2)
The ancient breeze practiced for five hundred years, before and after the Triumph of the Immortal Throne, or even the Nine You Throne, did not rely on talent.
His talent is not so good, on the contrary, it belongs to the poor category. Otherwise, it would not be rejected by the Yunxia faction.
He can be proud of one world and kill a **** path in heaven. In addition to his own efforts and a little luck, there are several noble people to help.
有 He has many nobles in his life, Huode is one of them, besides Huode.
But to say that on this avenue of spiritual practice, the one who points him the most is the silenced bone jade.
Exactly the old monk who lived in the silenced bone jade.
He Jiyu extinct bone jade was found in the ruins of an ancient Buddhist door that year. As for what this thing is, Gu Qingfeng has not studied it for a lifetime.
He only knew that an old monk lived inside.
Who is the old monk and who he is, he also does not know who he is. He asked that the old monk may be too old. He does n’t know the existence of the silenced bone jade. Understand that Gu Qingfeng was able to hide the sky from the Fairy Trial at that time thanks to the guidance of the old monk.
I felt the strangeness from the silenced bone jade.
The ancient breeze immediately sacrificed consciousness into it.
There isn't much space contained in the lonesome bone jade, it's more like a spiritual world, and it exists like the sea of knowledge, but it is different.
The old monk said that the Buddhists pay attention to the flowers, grasses, and the world, and everything in the world belongs to their own world.
The world that belongs to the dead bones is dim.
There is a vague mountain inside.
There is a more obscure temple on the hazy mountains, and there is an old monk in the temple.
As for what kind of mountain is, the ancient Qingfeng does not know, and has never ‘see’ it clearly.
As for the old monk, he had never seen it, not even once.
At this moment, when his consciousness entered the world belonging to the Extinct Bone Jade, it seemed to be no different from the previous one. It was still very vague, just like chaos, and he could see a huge mountain in the distance. On the mountain is a temple that is not so eye-catching.
”Old monk, are you awake?”
The ancient breeze tried to communicate with it.
When Tiandao descended to trial that year, the old monk said he didn't know if he could meet again ...
After the ancient Gu Qingfeng was tried by Tiandao, when he woke up, he tried to communicate with him more than once, but no response.
He does n’t know if the old monk has disappeared, but the strangeness that just passed away from the ancient jade made him feel familiar.
”Old monk?”
The ancient breeze shouted again, still no one echoed.
”Unknown Master?”
The old monk had no name. Many times Gu Qingfeng called him the old monk, and occasionally he called him the unknown master.
”Old monk?”
I tried to communicate again, but no one responded.
When the ancient Qingfeng was puzzled, from the vague mountains, from the temple finally came an ancient and vicissitudes of voice.
”唔 ... Tiandao deserves to be called the head of the avenue ... the power of judgment ... it's true ...”
The sound is very weak, and it is very late, and it is extremely unpleasant. Every word is like a guru. It gives people a kind of mental torture, just like someone scratches the glass with your nails in your ear, and the old The monk's voice was even more painful a thousand times more than this.