First-class Celestial Master [Rebirth]

The coldness in this room receded when it touched Ling Yuan, as if it recognized the owner's pet, it was so obedient that it left a long path for Ling Yuan and Zhou Tong to walk forward together.

The whole room was filled with aura, every time Ling Yuan took a step forward, his spirit body became more real, and when he got to the desk, he was completely human.

The bones and flesh are strong, the eyebrows are clear, and Zhou Tong is so close that he can even clearly hear the slight sound of Ling Yuan's breathing and the sound of his heartbeat in his chest.

Zhou Tong smiled and said, "Congratulations."

"Oh." Ling Yuan's eyebrows showed a little pride, but he quickly covered it up. He walked to the desk, picked up the hair crown on it, and arranged his long hair. No matter how you buckle it, you can't buckle it.

Ling Yuan: "..."

Seeing Ling Yuan's clumsy appearance, Zhou Tong laughed out loud and asked, "Did you button up the hair crown yourself?"

"No." Ling Yuan said with a cold face, "I don't need to button it at all." He stared at the disobedient hair crown, thinking about how to clean it up.

With a sense of xenophobia, it was only then that he realized that the owner's crown was trembling. It trembled and was about to jump on the top of Ling Yuan's head, but it was caught by a big warm hand.

Zhou Tong picked up the crown and said to Ling Yuan, "Turn around and sit on the chair."

Ling Yuan looked at Zhou Tong: "You want to help me tie my hair?"

"En." Zhou Tong gave Ling Yuan a push, and Ling Yuan turned around and sat on the chair, with his long hair hanging down, as black as the best satin, as smooth as a waterfall.

Zhou Tong's fair and slender fingers ran through his hair, and for some reason he remembered the auspicious words of three combs when a woman got married in ancient times.

Comb to the hair, don't worry about wealth;

Two combs to the head, no disease and no worries;

Three combs to the head, more children and longer life;

Comb to the end again, raising the eyebrows again;

Comb two combs to the end, fly together together;

……

"Three combs combed to the end, forever knotted and worn together; with a head and a tail, this life will be rich and noble..." Zhou Tong read it subconsciously, and Ling Yuan asked, "What are you talking about?"

"It's nothing." Zhou Tong regained his senses and pulled up Ling Yuan's long hair, held it into a delicate bun, and fastened the delicate white jade crown on it.

Bai Yuxie, who entered the room, was shocked when he saw this scene. He looked at Zhou Tong who was combing Ling Yuan's hair in disbelief, as if seeing the end of the world... he was going crazy.

As far as he knows, Ling Yuan hates others to touch his body casually. Even when he was in a high position, he didn't have a maid to accompany him, but he was willing to let an ordinary person touch his hair, and he was so presumptuous and bold He quickly put on the hair crown that symbolized Yuxuanjun's noble status.

Bai Yuxie can no longer be calm. Once he is contaminated with emotions and desires, the Buddha nature in his body will dissipate, and the Buddha statue behind him will also disappear. Now he is like an ordinary Cannian, but he is kept by his soul unwillingly. The aura that has come down gathers, and when the time is up, it will dissipate naturally.

At that time, there will be no such person as Bai Yuxie in heaven and earth.

But he knew that Ling Yuan didn't care at all, he had to pay for everything, but why did he ever think about asking Ling Yuan to pay?

Bai Yuxie smiled sadly, and said to Ling Yuan: "Ling Yuan, I have returned everything to you, my mission is over, I can go with peace of mind."

Ling Yuan frowned and looked at Bai Yuxie, the remnant attached to Bai Yuxie's body was gradually pulled out from his body, and gradually faded from head to toe.

Bai Yuxie still smiled compassionately, his pale eyes were full of pity, as if in his eyes, everything was worthy of protection.

But he couldn't even protect himself.

"Ling Yuan, goodbye."

The ethereal voice came to his ears, and Ling Yuan watched Bai Yuxie disappearing into the air little by little with a blank face. The ancient corpse, which had no wounds and had been preserved for thousands of years without damage, collapsed to the ground. In an instant, the corpse quickly decomposed, and the elastic white skin wrinkled and stuck to the skeleton as if it had lost water, and then quickly disintegrated, turned into powder, and fell from the gap in the skeleton to the ground.

"Give me a bottle." Ling Yuan said.

Zhou Tong took out the glass bottle from his backpack and handed it to Ling Yuan.

With a lift of Ling Yuan's palm, a fire was released, burning Bai Yuxie's body clean, and then a gust of wind swept his ashes into the glass bottle.

"Where are you taking him?"

"Where he always wanted to be."

"Where is that?"

"ocean."

Hearing this, Zhou Tong smiled so hard that his eyes rolled up, and asked, "Tell me about him?"

"There's nothing to say." Ling Yuan put the bottle in his sleeve, turned to leave, but just as he walked out of the ear room, he suddenly remembered something, and said, "Bai Yuxie is good at the art of longevity."

Zhou Tong: "?"

Ling Yuan hurriedly returned to the ear room, searched in the ear room for a long time but found nothing.

At this moment, Chu Zeyun, who had been guarding outside the ear chamber, called out, "Zhou Tong! Come and see what this is?"

"What?" Zhou Tong rushed out after hearing the words, but saw Chu Zeyun lying beside the coffin, looking down into the coffin.

There was a string of Sanskrit characters written on the bottom of the coffin. Although it had been a long time ago, the handwriting was very clear, and the cinnabar splashed on it could make out every single stroke.

Chu Zeyun frowned so much that he could pinch a mosquito to death, and leaned on the side of the coffin with his buttocks pouted, he said with difficulty: "Yu Chang..."

"Let me do it." Zhou Tong's words successfully relieved Chu Zeyun, and Chu Zeyun scratched his face in embarrassment and said, "If I knew about university, I shouldn't be idle and worry about finance..."

Zhou Tong smiled and translated the words in the coffin: "I have practiced the way of longevity for more than a hundred years..."

Chu Zeyun said unexpectedly: "The way of longevity?"

"Don't worry." Zhou Tong continued to read, "I have practiced the way of longevity for more than a hundred years, but there is no fruit in the end, but I realized the principle of longevity from the way of converting to my Buddha. Everyone in the world thinks that I am good at the way of longevity, but I don’t know, the sincerity of the heart is the spirit, and the cultivation of the body is the cultivation of life.”

Chu Zeyun was still a little puzzled after realizing it for a long time.

Zhou Tong said: "What he meant to put it bluntly is that having faith is longevity." He teased Chu Zeyun, "Do you have faith?"

Chu Zeyun thought for a while and said, "The Chu family's family precepts to support the Dao are beliefs."

Zhou Tong smiled and said, "Then you will live forever."

Chu Zeyun: "..." Isn't this too philosophical? ? ?

Zhou Tong looked back at Ling Yuan, and said, "Everyone pursues longevity, but not everyone can be like you." He smiled calmly at Ling Yuan, and said, "You don't need to pursue longevity for me. A little more fun."

Ling Yuan gritted his teeth and said, "But you only have a lifespan of 35."

Zhou Tong: "There are still ten years, isn't it?"

ten years?Ten years is simply not enough!

Although Ling Yuan was expressionless, he roared in his heart.

Ten decades are not enough!A hundred decades are not enough! !

Chu Zeyun was trying to find a way to print the Sanskrit inscriptions in the coffin and take it back to the elders of the clan for enlightenment, but when he heard a noisy voice from above, he hurriedly stopped and looked at the entrance of the cave nervously.

Zhou Tong said helplessly: "The most troublesome thing is coming."

A figure staggered down from the rope, and He Dongfang, who was fully dressed in archaeological equipment, appeared in front of them.

It stands to reason that these experts don't need to go to the tomb in person at all, and professional excavators will carry out the mining and excavation, and they can just direct from the side.

It is estimated that He Dongfang could not wait to come down in person because they had stayed below for too long, and he was worried that the tomb robbers who dug the cave would steal all the precious ancient relics in the ancient tomb.

Behind him was Zhao Han, who was wearing a tight military uniform. Both of them were shocked when they saw this scene.

Zhao Han has been a soldier for so many years and has never seen so many corpses. The corpses in the ancient tomb are all piled up together, their bodies twisted in disorder. His wound was as big as the mouth of a bowl, and his head was bleeding.

He Dongfang staggered, his face turned blue

Zhou Tong said to Chu Zeyun: "Your Qisha Formation is so easy to use that it has even sucked away the poisonous mercury gas. What should we do now? Let's say it is an illusion of mercury vapor?"

Chu Zeyun: "...I think they are clear-headed, and this excuse is not good."

Zhou Tong smiled and said, "I think so too."

Seeing Zhou Tong's smile, Chu Zeyun felt a lot of pressure. He bit the bullet and said, "If you have a way, quickly take it out. I can't take it anymore."

Zhou Tong laughed a few times, directly skipped over He Dongfang who obviously couldn't listen to anything now, and said to Zhao Han: "Mr. Evil thing, remember the fake Yin soldiers we saw in Hexilin crossing the border? It is precisely because the old lady introduced the corpse into this tomb, for the purpose of longevity in the coffin."

"The law of longevity?" Zhao Han asked, and Zhou Tong said, "It's in the coffin."

He Dongfang was trembling with anger, and he didn't want to hear Zhou Tong's words at all: "Absurd! It's all absurd!!!" Looking at the destroyed ancient tomb, his heart was bleeding from pain, but he couldn't explain the situation all over the place. "Let me believe what you said, these are for some shit way of longevity, then who is he?!" He Dongfang pointed at Zhou Tong's back, passed Zhou Tong, and glared behind him.

When He Dongfang yelled these words, Ling Yuan, who had been named by him, was crushing a coffin fragment with all his strength, and the human face pattern that was merciful in human nature but could lead people into an illusion was shattered into pieces.

Ling Yuan let go of his clenched hand, and the debris inside slid down the palm of his hand.

Zhou Tong couldn't help but said, "He's getting old, let him go."

Ling Yuan raised his eyebrows: "Is he older, or am I?"

Zhou Tong: "..." Zhou Tong changed the phrase, "He's young, let him go."

Ling Yuan asked back: "How do you want me to answer his question?"

One sentence choked Zhou Tong. After thinking for a while, Zhou Tong did not come up with a good answer. He sighed and compromised: "Let's keep silent."

Ling Yuan raised the corners of his lips happily.