"Why are you looking for me?" Boren looked at the monk calmly.

"My friend asked this question very interesting. You clearly wrote a letter of worship and insisted on coming in. If I don't watch the door, you will call in. Now you actually ask me what I'm going to do for you? Shouldn't this be what I asked my friend?" The monk looked at the bones with interest, and continued to feast like a glutton.

"At first, I just found something wrong here, so I wanted to come in and take a look. But now it seems that it was not a coincidence that you appeared here, or that I was lucky enough to find some treasure. But I appeared here, and you only appeared here. And... you probably haven't paid any worship for many years, right?"

After saying this, my bones looked at the tomb mound behind the monk. This tomb mound seemed ordinary, but there was one detail worth noting, that is, the area was a bit small. This was the result of no one worshipping for a long time, because according to the tradition of Chinese people, graves needed to be added on the Qingming Festival.

This is to add a grave to make the mud and increase the graves again. Because the graves have become much smaller in the past year, and the graves will disappear directly if they don’t add graves for a long time. Therefore, if there are future generations, they will add graves when they sweeping the graves. Of course, this is for those who cannot achieve the purpose of building in the countryside.

The mound behind the monk is a mound of soil, which is obviously buried according to the customs of farmers. But at this time, there was only a small bun left in the tomb. If the monk had not sat in front of the tomb, someone would have thought that it was a bun on the ground, and it would be impossible to see that it was still a tomb. This was the result of not adding a tomb for a long time.

"This place is different. They can't come in, and I don't want them to come in, so naturally no one pays homage." The monk said in a plain tone, as if it doesn't matter whether anyone comes to worship him. But Bones saw a bitter smile on the corner of his mouth.

It is said that people leave their names behind, and geese leave their voices behind. No one wants to be ordinary all their lives. After death, there is not even a person to worship. Even if they cannot leave their names in history, at least they will leave behind descendants and have a bloodline of inheritance. When people are old, they hope that their children will accompany them. After death, they will die, and they will be different from each other. In fact, they also want their descendants to remember themselves and come to worship themselves from time to time. Only in this way can they feel at ease.

"What's the matter with me?" Gut continued to ask.

At first, when he found something different here, he did think that he had discovered something special, so he was curious to study and deduce and wanted to come in and take a look. He thought so when he came in just now. But when he finished the first half of the road shining with the fire, he was finally led here by ghost fire.

Botou discovered that this special stone wall was not because he was lucky enough to discover the treasure. Instead, the owner of the tomb mound came to find him, and the first half of the road was confirmed to be still on his fiefdom. However, he could not tell where he came from.

"The reason I looked for you is to make a deal with you." This time the monk did not ask back, but instead pondered for a while and stopped eating his own food and his expression became serious.

“What deal?”

"Help me establish a tablet of immortality and find someone to worship."

"What can I get?" Ji Tiao's brow frowned, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes. Obviously, he didn't think that the monk's request was this. Ji Tiao didn't think that the monk's request was because no one had worshipped for a long time, so he wanted someone to worship him all the time. There must be something in it that he didn't know the secret.

However, when he saw the monk's appearance, he didn't ask, because he knew that even if he asked the monk, he wouldn't necessarily tell him. So he started asking for benefits very directly.

"Buddhist Lion Seal." The monk looked at the bones and was silent for a moment, and said with a gritted teeth and a special pain.

The bone's eyes lit up suddenly. He did not say that he belonged to the dark camp, and that he could only exert greater power with the light camp. Instead, he showed a thoughtful look on his face: "Let's talk about your eternal tablet and worship first. You should know that these two things in China are quite embarrassing."

It is natural for the establishment of the tablet of immortality to be established by the younger generation for the deceased elder. It is normal for the miserables who are helped to establish their benefactors and pray for health and safety for them. But it is very particular to let a stranger rank. This is not that you find a corpse in the wilderness, and you can't bear to let the other party corpse go wild, so you buried her.

If the monk Bodou Stand set up a tablet of immortality, although he would not go to worship, he would have a connection with the monk. And it was quite a big deal. It would be fine if the monk died normally. If he was killed and suppressed by his enemies, then the monk would undoubtedly have caused some cause and effect on the monk.

At the same time, in terms of worship, it is estimated that the monk does not want to worship casually. For example, when someone goes to pay homage to his ancestors, he finds that the grave next to his ancestors has not been taken care of for a long time. So he kindly helps him pull out the weeds, and at the same time, he divides some tributes in the past as if helping the poor. This is a way to do good deeds, and the monk obviously wants incense.

"I can feel that people in my lineage are still alive, but their bloodlines are already silent. The inheritance has also been broken, and I don't know who my ancestors are. But I have a token that can open my bloodline. You can take it back and hand it over to them. At the same time, help them set up a tablet of immortality for me. After the ranking is set, the token can be buried as my tomb. The back needs to be lit incense and commemoration."

"It seems like it's just an errand to send a letter to help, which doesn't sound very difficult. But I always feel that the benefits I get seem to be inconsistent with what I give." Bones looked at the monk in the eyes.

The two of them looked at each other and fell into silence. In the quiet space, there was a grave mound, and a table filled with wine and food. The two of them looked at each other quietly.

"In addition, my tribe members, you need to protect them for a hundred years and prevent their blood from being cut off during their growth." The monk gritted his teeth and groped deep into his arms with great pain, and finally took out a small wooden box.

The wooden box is not big and has a length of more than two inches and a modern box that holds rings. However, it is a jade box, and there is a talisman on it. When I saw this talisman, my eyes lit up. Although I had never seen this talisman, I saw that the prayer of the undead in the sea of ​​quasi-built spiritual quickly ran, and the bones received a lot of information.

"Where are your tribe members?" Although the time to deduce half an incense stick was not deduced, what this talisman was, the bones can be determined to be related to seals. The level is so high that it is scary, and the things sealed by it are undoubtedly more valuable, because this jade box is actually made of black jade. The best black jade is rarer than imperial green jade.

"I don't know." The monk showed a trace of loneliness and bitterness on his face, and then raised his head to look at the bones: "But I calculated that you are destined to be with my tribe and also with me. So I will wear the token on you at all times. When you meet my tribe, it will remind you."

"Can you tell me where is the space behind me and where is your place?" Bottom pointed at the case in front of him.

"The space behind you is a trial space, which allows cultivators to fight without any danger of life, thereby improving combat experience. In the past, many forces at a higher level had such a place. As for me... I don't know where it is, but we call it a cemetery."

"You?" The eyes of bones burst out.

"There are many existences like me here, but they are not as lucky as me to find a crack that appears outside." The monk said very frankly.

Ji Tiao frowned and showed a thoughtful look in his eyes. Ji Tiao had guessed why the game of gods and demons existed before. At this time, the monk in front of him was verified, but the cemetery in the other party's mouth made Ji Tiao feel extremely afraid. He knew very well that he had never been there. But he didn't know where this fear came from. After thinking for a while, Ji Tiao didn't say anything. Instead, he stood up and turned around and walked towards the road he had come.

"You are..."

"I feel that I may not be able to help you, because if I help you, I feel that I will get involved with things I dare not mess with. Although a good child will never cause trouble." Bottom turned his head and blinked at the monk, standing with a honest smile on his face. If someone familiar with Bottom sees this smile, he must have been hiding as far as possible, because this guy Bottom is going to pretend to be pure again.

"Don't you want to see what is in the jade box?" The monk's face changed for a moment and could no longer sit there and eat calmly, and he stood up.

"Some things have to be taken with life and enjoyed by life, it is not a good thing to get involved with cause and effect. Besides, I still have a lot of things to deal with to deal with."

"What else do you want, just say?" The monk gritted his teeth and squeezed out these words from his teeth. He did not threaten the bones. Even if the momentum fluctuated at least a little thought, he could kill the bones thousands of times. Because he knew that the bones were fearless, such a threat had no meaning at all.

"Master. It's not what I want, but what can you give me?" Bottom turned around and blinked at the monk.

Obviously this is a game. Botou didn't know what good things were on the monk, so he would not make any requests. Because with his current knowledge, even if he mentioned the good things, he felt that he was at a loss. The monk obviously guessed what Botou was thinking, but he could not deliberately lower the price, because when he said that this thing could not satisfy Botou, the monk was sure that the guy in front of him would turn around and would not give him any more opportunities to conditions.

"I can help you protect you three times when you are in danger." The monk gritted his teeth and felt like he would give up directly if he didn't agree. It seemed that this bid was already his limit. If the bone did not agree, he would continue to look for others.

"How powerful?" Bohan asked hesitated.

"If the king level does not die, you will be safe. If the king level kills you, this is the greatest hunger limit that the clone I came out of."

"Trade!" Bottom turned around and grabbed the jade box in his hand and showed a honest smile on his face.

The monk glared at the bones and then pointed at the bones. A pair of big hands appeared in the spiritual sea of ​​bones. However, it entered the spiritual sea, causing a wave of unstableness in the spiritual sea of ​​bones. Especially when the golden big hands instantly became illusory and finally countless hand shadows formed a special handprint.

"Roar!" A roar sounded in the Bones' spiritual sea. The moment the golden big hand made a handprint, the golden hair roared to the sky, as if he wanted to tear the sky apart. The Bones' spiritual sea became violent in an instant.

Buzz... The prayer of the undead floating in the spiritual sea of ​​bones trembled, and an invisible ripples spread around. The spiritual sea of ​​bones that was unstable wanted to stir up a storm instantly became stable. The lion roaring at the sky shrank rapidly, as if bound by an invisible force, and finally turned into a mini-version of the little lion's mark in the spiritual sea of ​​bones. At the same time, a large amount of information poured into the sea of ​​consciousness of bones.

The seal of the lion seal was handed over to the bone monk staring at the bone motionlessly, as if he wanted to see something from the bone's face. Although this was a teaching, the seal of the lion still carried a trace of the monk's aura when it entered the sea of ​​consciousness of the bone. Only when the bone subdued this seal could it be truly inherited by the lion seal.

So after seeing the Lion Seal entering the Bones' spiritual sea, Bones's face suddenly turned pale. The monk also frowned. His purpose was not to kill Bones. Instead, he wanted to measure the depth of the Bones and see if he was qualified to trade with him. So he felt the difference from Bones, but he still needed to verify it.

So when the monk saw the face of bones turned pale, he was a little worried. He would not take action too much. However, this worry disappeared instantly, and the monk became surprised from frowning. Because after only a few breaths, the face of bones, who seemed to be fighting with the Lion Seal, suddenly recovered from growing.

And the hands that were originally hanging on both sides actually raised up and danced in an instant, and the hand shadows quickly removed a handprint like illusion. Then a lion's roar suddenly exploded in this quiet space, and an invisible ripples spread around.

"What do you want to do?" The monk screamed and glared at the bones, and at the same time, the big sleeves waved around him, which was rippling like ripples on the water, slowly stabilized. The monk turned his ears and seemed to want to hear something, and after a while, he breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the bones with a bad look.

"It's nothing, try Power to see if it's just lying to me." Bones shrugged indifferently with a look of embarrassment on their face.

But his tone was not embarrassed at all. Obviously, this was a counterattack that almost caused harm to the monk to his spiritual sea. When he entered this space, he felt that the surroundings were too calm and seemed to be blocking something. This attempt was just like a guess. It seemed that the monk in front of him was secretly running here to be afraid of being discovered.

"Where are they?" The monk took a deep breath to calm his anger, and then three drops of blood floated in front of him. Although the blood in these three places was bright red, it emitted a slight golden light. The aura on it was so powerful that it was just now.

Obviously this was the monk's three ways to save his life. At the same time, he also used this method to explain to the bone. He didn't want to kill the bone just now. Otherwise, with his power, he would definitely die if the bone was slightly stronger. As for why the bone subdued the Lion Seal so quickly, he didn't ask.

"Don't you want to give me a token? Just put it on the token. Anyway, you have to carry the token closely in the future. Just treat it as an amulet." Gu said after thinking for a while.

Seeing these three drops of blood and bones radiating in his eyes, he could clearly feel the surging power contained in these three drops of blood. Even if he exploded all this power, he could not reach such a height. Therefore, the power of these three drops of blood was absolutely amazing.

However, feeling the breath with these three drops of blood. Although most of the breath has been erased by the monk, the mark of the monk is still deeply imprinted inside. He and the monk are just dealing with each other. Even today is the first time we meet, so naturally we cannot absorb the blood with the mark of the monk into our body.

"Yes." The monk nodded. His right index finger pointed at his eyebrows. A villain who was exactly the same as the monk but not only narrowed countless times came out of his eyebrows.

The moment this little man walked out, the aura on the monk's body became weaker. If he could crush the bones at will before, then the moment this little man walked out, the bones could definitely crush him. This made the bones' eyes flash, but the monk's expression was the same as before. It seemed that he was not worried that the bones would be black and black.

"Are you a dead person or a living person?" Gutou asked in a deep voice as he looked at the monk.

The other party sat in front of the grave mound and was obviously a dead person who had been buried for a long time, but the other party actually forced out a drop of soul blood, and the soul blood was full of vitality. This made the hairs all over the bones explode in an instant, and it was impossible to tell whether the monk in front of him was a dead person or a living person.

"Death is just another form. In the eyes of the dead, maybe you are the dead, not necessarily." A mysterious smile appeared on the corner of the monk's mouth, and then he looked at the bone, three drops of golden blood and this drop of soul blood floated directly to the bone's arm, and finally a Buddha's pattern was imprinted on the left wrist of the bone.

The Buddha's pattern is not big, only the size of a coin. However, the color is pitch black as ink, giving people a particularly gloomy feeling, but it is very sacred. At the Buddha's head, three traces that are slightly lighter than the Buddha's mark appear behind the Buddha's head, which seems to be an alternative guardian.

"Is there anything else I want to tell me?" asked Bottom, looking at the pattern on his wrist.

He could clearly feel the connection between the three Buddha lights behind the Buddha's head and himself. It seemed that as long as you think, a Buddha light would emit a shocking attack to kill the opponent. However, there was no sense of the Buddha's bone in the Buddha light, as if this thing was not imprinted on his arm.

"If you have the chance, go east. The place you are now is just a barbarian land. The Tang Dynasty in the East is the state of China. Wherever you go, you may understand how high the day is and how deep the sea is. However, if you have not entered the lord level, it is best not to test it. The border passes over there are not peaceful."

"Dongtu Datang?" Bones' eyes narrowed in an instant. As a Chinese, he naturally knew what the Dongtu Datang meant, but wasn't that an important part of history? Why did this monk mention these? Does this game contain the Dongtu Datang? (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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