Chapter 1156: Ten Immortals

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The tomb was quiet, everything fell silent, and the nine wooden coffins no longer made any noise.
Chu Yi stepped forward and asked respectfully: "Dare to ask the Master's Law."
The old monk's eyebrows were lowered, and he walked a little tremblingly. His broom lightly flicked across the coffins. These movements were extremely skilled.
"The master dare not be the king of the Yan and Huang clan. He is taller than my generation. The monk's law is centered."
"Master Centering, what is going on here?" Chu Yi asked.
Wu De quietly touched a wooden coffin, and said in surprise: "Chaotic incense wood!"
"Such a precious thing is actually made into a coffin, and the nails on the coffin should be the legendary obsidian gold iron!"
"God, there is still everyone's handwriting on it, at least the painter of the supreme level."
"Sent, if these are sold, I'm afraid I can send them."
Wu De was very excited.
Master Dingxin wiped the dust from the coffin with his robe. He said: "The coffin is valuable, and the things inside are more valuable. The nine coffins are sealed with nine immortals."
"..."
When the words fell, Wu De only felt that his palm was going to be burned by the coffin, and he jumped up and hit his head against the top of the stone chamber.
"What are you talking about? Nine Zunxian?"
Chu Yi, Dark Flame Demon, Jiang Zigeng and others looked at each other, and aired.
In this tiny catacombs, nine immortal creatures were sealed.
This is crazy.
Chu Yi only felt his scalp tingle. Now, there are still many places where he can see the existence beyond the Supreme.
The heavenly road has been broken, even the chaotic creatures of that year, who survived on the earth by chance, did not surpass the existence of the Supreme.
Chu Yi only heard two people.
One is the main court of the heaven, and the other is the great elder of the Yanhuang family.
But now, before them, it turned out to be nine living fairy.
The old man carelessly ignored the shock of several people.
"That jade coffin?" Chu Yi's voice shivered.
"Yes, it is the body of the Great Compassion and Religious Buddha." Master Xinxin said calmly.
Although expected, Chu Yi and others were shocked, and it was difficult to speak for a long time.
If calculated in this way, this little underground stone chamber has ten existences beyond the Supreme.
"Really Buddha!" ​​Chu Yi sighed, a little sighed.
"What about that?" The monk with a fixed heart gently wiped the dust off the jade coffin.
"No matter how powerful, after all, it's the small room where the bones are buried. Even if it's a corpse, it can't be peaceful and can't be removed. It can only be used for generations to suppress the strong man in this wooden coffin."
The concentrating monk brought himself a small bench and walked beside the jade coffin.
"He's not as good as me, I'm not as smart as I am, I don't have any practice, just the body of an ordinary person, but I have no distractions. I watch flowers and drink tea every day. After 100 years, it turns into dust, but he can only keep this. Office."
"How sad..."
"You said that all beings are equal, but it is a pity that you are not equal to yourself, otherwise why do you have to be so obsessed."
Master Dingxin patted the jade coffin with some sighs.
He looked back at Chu Yi and others again: "Living too long, it's also very tiring. You look like me. It's only a hundred years. You don't have to pay attention to any fairy devil Buddha, and you don't care about the changes of this era.
Chu Yi and others looked weird. For the first time, I heard that an ordinary person spoke like the Great Religious Sovereign Buddha, even a monk.
The centering master muttered.
"To make you laugh, the abbot of Lan Temple founded Lan Temple. From generation to generation, they are collecting the power of all living beings for the Buddha, and then using his bones to suppress all living beings."
"I have been sweeping the grave for him for decades, but I just feel that it is too hard, and his soul is not gone. I can feel some strange things. Unfortunately, I have to be locked in the coffin all the time."
"I really hope that one day you will be free."
Chu Yi's face was dignified. The creatures in this wooden coffin were absolutely the same as the creatures who attacked Yinshenlou at that time, except that Chu Yi was not strong at the time, and thought he was supreme, but he did not expect that this kind of creature had reached the level of immortality. .
He could imagine that something terrible happened that year, which caused the great compassion and reverence of the Buddha, and he had to sacrifice himself to suppress the nine souls.
If nowadays, once these nine creatures come out, the entire universe may be turned upside down.
"Master, what do you know?"
The centering master shook his head and said, "I am an ordinary person. I don't know so much. It's just some ideas passed down from generation to generation."
"Lan Temple cannot be disturbed, so the great supremes will not come."
"The Big Buddha will not recover, nor will it manifest. You think you can lie here beyond the supreme supremacy, and you can't even tell you a word."
"However, the Buddha still left a last word and gave it to the king of the Yanhuang family."
"I?"
Chu Yi was stunned, but the other party was in the age of condemnation. At that time, there was no Yanhuang family at all.
"The big Buddha is the future Buddha, who can know some things in the future."
"Come with me."
When the centering master left, Chu Yi and Jiang Zigeng looked at each other.
"We are waiting for you outside. This place is terrifying. Ten immortals and nine are alive. I can't stand it." Wu De shivered.
Everyone's mind is difficult to settle, maybe these things are known to their elders, so they will be silent at the same time.
...
The temple is shabby and has some historical flavor.
Chu Yi followed the centering monk to a courtyard, and the centering monk took out a scroll from the house.
"The big Buddha is the future Buddha. He peeked into the corner of the future and saw you."
"He knows that you are now being plagued by Supreme Robbery, so he has left several methods."
Chu Yi instantly rejoiced.
Beyond the existence of the Supreme, from the distant past, left a way.
"As the Big Buddha knows, there are three ways to avoid the current masters."
"The first kind, bearing the roots of the avenue." The centered monk said.
Chu Yi frowned: "Thunder Tribulation is essentially a kind of Dadao origin. If you have other sources, it is theoretically okay, but Dayuan origin is too difficult to conquer."
The centering master said slowly: "The second kind is the kind of eight precepts."
Chu Yi shook his head: "The Eight Commandments and the Pig Eight Commandments match very well. Even if they get it, they will give the Pig Eight Commandments."
"Master, what about the third kind?"
"The third kind is in my hands..." The centering master picked up the scroll. "This is a kind of exercise that has been handed down from the Great Buddha. It has been in my Lan Temple for generations."
"Five Hearts to Heaven!"
Chu Yi took the scroll and glanced at it, but couldn’t help but illuminate his eyes:
The essence of this practice is to forge twelve small worlds in the body. Each breakthrough brings thunder, but it is just a blow. The forged twelve small worlds and the bridge."
"good idea!"
"But this method has a fatal flaw. It is impossible to fake twelve small worlds in the body."
Chu Yi immediately thought of how much space power it needed, not even ordinary space capabilities, but of the creation.
Changshenghua can only create four worlds, not to mention Chu Yi has created twelve worlds.
"The fruit of longevity flowers!" Suddenly, his eyes lit up, thinking of a possibility.
"Don't look at me, the fruit of the eternal flower is not here with me." Master Xingxin shook his head. "In the hands of the Yanhuang family, this is also recorded in ancient books. At that time, the elders personally shot and took the fruit of the eternal flower. "
The centering master sits on the recliner, the temperature is a bit low, and the sun seems far away.
"Go, I’m going to sleep, don’t disturb you here."
His breathing gradually stabilized and finally disappeared slowly.
Chu Yi paused, looking at the old man who had left peacefully. He couldn't help but be stupefied.
The monk is desperate to face all life limitations.
Mortals are so calm in the face of the long life limit.
The centering master seemed to just sleep, with a smile on his face.
Several young monks walked in from outside the door, folded their palms to Chu Yi's hands, and then picked up the remains of the centering master.
None of the young monks did anything, and tears in their eyes staggered away.
When the wind rolls, the dust returns to the dust, and the soil returns to the soil.
"A hundred years of mortal life is also happiness. It is also unfortunate for monks to compete for tens of thousands of years."
Chu Yi smiled bitterly, bowed towards the room, and then left.
He couldn't stop, and he didn't even have time to rest, because the responsibility on him was too great.