Chapter 665: When I Heard the Truth in the Morning, the Heavenly Master Fell
In the sea of undead, the old master's physical condition has reached its limit.
After all, he was not the kind of warrior who had been working hard since childhood. Even if he practiced martial arts, he was actually just to lay the foundation and lay the foundation for his body. The real master was never a warrior.
In addition, he is already old and his physical condition is not as good as when he was young.
The most important thing is that it is a flesh and blood body. It can last for ten days in the sea of undead. It also requires planning its strength and constantly strengthening the blowing force of the resting wind, rushing the wind every day.
Work and rest are the first things that collapse.
I can persevere until today, and finally when the wind of rest has strengthened to its strongest, I sit on the top of the mountain, relying on the power of the wind of rest, and with the erosion of the bones for several days, it has reached its limit.
Finally, a gap was blown out on the fontanelle that had been closed when I was young, opening the door of Hidden God, forcing myself to complete the transformation while dying.
Above the body, the little baby with a bare butt was solemn in his face, blown by the wind of rest, carrying the 90% and 90% of the wind of rest to destroy the vitality of creation at the end of the magic.
Returning to nature, transforming into innate spirituality, the soul completes transformation.
After the transformation was completed, the old master realized in his heart that the baby turned into aura again and sank into his body from the fontanelle.
His eyes slowly regained his spirit, but he sat there and couldn't move, and his body had reached its limit.
The wind of rest dissipated, and the old master was still sitting there, and the special environment in the sea of undead eroded, as if it had stopped here.
If he continues to erode, he has succeeded in experiencing disasters, and with his physical condition, he will not last for an hour.
The vitality of the body has almost been exhausted, like a candle in the wind, which will be extinguished at any time.
At this moment, he was powerless to do other things.
He sat on the top of Skeleton Mountain, watching the wind of rest disappear, the skeleton with runes carved on his head was staggering up, with a slight smile on his lips.
At this moment, he realized that this little skeleton with weak intelligence was actually his opportunity here.
And he was also the opportunity for this little skeleton.
It was precisely because in the early days when he was in the best condition, the power of the resting wind was greatly weakened in the cave of the little skeleton, which made us today come true.
Because the caves, the power saved seemed very small at that time.
But that little power, on the last day, is equivalent to the last straw that breaks the camel's back.
If it is a little bit worse, it will be impossible for people to succeed today and be alive.
At this moment, the little skeleton came up, his chin opened and closed, and the soul fire in his eyes shone, and he didn't know what he wanted to express.
But looking at the old master's skin and bones, his qi and blood were extremely declining, and it was not much different from the undead, and the little skeleton was more intimate to him.
The little skeleton strangely carried the old master whose body had reached its limit, took him down from the top of the mountain, and hid it in the newly dug cave.
The old master leaned there and laughed silently. The little skeleton was persistent and sincere. After getting the runes he had casually carved, he followed stubbornly, stopped every day and started digging holes.
In order to dig a good hole, I also fought with other undead twice.
Well, with his physical condition, he really can't resist the wind of rest again.
If the body collapses, the new step will be like losing its foundation at this moment.
The old master closed his eyes and rested, and recovered first.
The little skeleton helps protect the Dharma, and later it will be time for Wen Yan.
With his current state, it is impossible to find a way to leave on his own.
He still believed in Wen Yan. Even if he didn't deliberately pay attention to other things these days, he could still feel that there were some undead with absolutely intelligent spirits in the sea of undead, and what information was being conveyed.
It's just that he doesn't understand the ways in which the undead convey information at all.
On the other hand, Wen Yan was already riding his horse in the sea of undead. He specially chose a place that could be classified as a mountain environment as the path. The dead war horse had turned into a bolt of lightning, moving rapidly between the mountains.
No matter what the Master of God did before, I just didn’t want to affect Master of God’s work, but the general position of Master of God has always been paying attention to it.
All he could do was to let the news that the old master was in the sea of undead, and not be taken out by a certain undead accidentally.
By the way, don’t let some unconscious souls go and find trouble without opening their eyes.
Born had already told him that the general location where the old master was today and the resting wind that appeared there had also disappeared.
Wen Yan had a calm face and ran quickly.
The agreed time has come, and I don’t know if the old master has succeeded or failed.
Although the old master said that if he died, he would not have to collect his body and would be buried here.
Even if you are buried, you have to find someone first.
Hope it succeeds...
He knew best what power the resting wind here had.
After running all the way, he started patrolling nearby, searching for a long time but couldn't see anyone.
But soon, he found two skeletons who were fighting, one of which had a rune printed on his bare head.
That rune is not something in the Undead Sea system, it is obviously the talisman in a talisman.
The little skeleton was waving a thigh bone, opening its mouth, making a sound, and hitting each other one at a time.
Wen Yan could see that this was driving away another undead, indicating that this was his territory.
Wen Yan rode a horse and instantly landed in front of two skeletons. He stretched out his hand and put it on the head of the little skeleton, indicating that he would lead the way.
The little skeleton shivered and stayed there, motionless, as if he was slaughtering his neck.
Wen Yan gave the little skeleton a little bit of power and conveyed the message again. The soul fire in the little skeleton's eyes flashed slightly, as if he was struggling.
Wen Yan grinned. This little skeleton was pretty good and hesitated.
After he blessed the little skeleton, he found it nearby. If nothing unexpected happens, the old master should be in a certain cave.
Soon, he found the cave, and when he crawled in, he saw the old master with his eyes closed, thin as firewood, white hair and beard, and no yang energy on his body, as if he was like a mummy.
Wen Yan was startled and his face suddenly became a little complicated.
"I really paid my life to seek the truth. Is it really worth it?
If you hear that you are old, I will bury you in the sea of undead.
I will always be buried on the top of the mountain, and continue to blow the wind of rest behind you.
Maybe in a few years, your soul fire will ignite in your old head.
Maybe you can regain consciousness and live for a lifetime in the future. ”
Wen Yan stretched out his hand and put it on the arm of the old master who had no breath. As soon as he pulled it, his arm was broken with a click.
"Be gentle, if I die at your hands, it would be too unfair..."
The old master opened his eyes and muttered softly.
"Oh, I'm scared to death. You're always like this, aren't you dead yet?"
"It is just a new realm that has not been completely stable yet.
The body consumes too much, and the osteoporosis caused by the wind is a bit serious.
If it weren't for you, I'd even completed the leap.
The greatest meaning is to hear the truth in the morning and die in the evening.
If you have any regrets, it may just be that it has not been passed on. ”
Seeing that the old master's voice was gone, the more he spoke, the less he sounded.
Wen Yan quickly took out a candy and stuffed it into the old master's mouth. He also added a little bit of yang energy to the old master. He didn't dare to bless too much, for fear that the old master's physical condition would not be able to withstand it. .
"Stop talking, please replenish some energy first, let's go back now."
Wen Yan immediately sent a signal to Born. Born, who was already staying at Gauss at this moment, immediately told him that they began to prepare and began to summon in five minutes.
Then Wen Yan shook his arm, the gray cloth flew out, slowly lifting the old master, allowing the power to be evenly distributed throughout his body.
Wen Yan didn't dare to pull it anymore. He didn't dare to use force, so he broke the old master's arm first. If he tried harder, an accident would happen, and the old master was wronged, and he would be wronged.
Wen Yan left the cave, and the gray cloth dragged the already floating old master, and floated out.
The little skeleton waved its thigh bones, raised it and put it down outside, put it down and lifted it up again, as if it was very entangled, cowardly and brave.
Wen Yan smiled and reached out to leave a mark on the little skeleton.
A few minutes later, Wen Yan felt the call, this time it was a little more obvious than the last time.
He carried gray cloth, which held the body of the old master, rode on the horse, and gently patted the war horse on the neck.
"Good horse, don't run too fast this time, keep it steady."
No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!
The old master closed his eyes and felt as if he had relaxed and fell asleep slowly.
And at the same time, the sea of clouds cliffs.
The Taoist priests of the Tianshi Mansion took turns to fight. Although it was a bit hard, they could at least stop it.
The magic sword and magic body sitting on the edge of the cliff turned around and looked at the Taoists with a smile on their lips.
"It's done well, you can keep working hard. If you can't stop it this time, it's even more impossible to stop it in the future."
After the words came to an end, the old master looked at the people here, with a smile in his eyes.
He could not count on the people in the Heavenly Master Mansion to rely on him.
Even if the people from the Lieyang tribe cannot expect him to be able to guard the cliffs of the sea of clouds and rest assured.
Last year, he already felt some difficulty.
At that time, he understood that if he continued like this, one day, at a critical moment, something went wrong here.
Then the result is a bigger problem than all previous problems.
Now that I finally have a chance, of course I have to use it.
After the old master said the Dharma body, he saw that the Dharma body suddenly disappeared, and only a magic sword fell down and inserted straight into the ground.
Above the magic sword, the spiritual light gradually became restrained, like an ordinary sword, and there was nothing strange anymore.
The Taoist priest who was opening the preface was unstable on the spot and almost lost control.
The other Taoist priests' expressions changed drastically, and even worse, their faces turned pale.
"The Heavenly Master's Sword..."
Everyone understood that the old master was not on the mountain.
The only Taoist priest who knew that the old master had experienced tribulations in the mountains had staggered and almost couldn't stand firmly.
The Taoist priest next to him held him and asked immediately.
"What the hell is going on? Master Tian finally came to you. What happened?"
"Yes, tell me quickly. What is going on? The old master cannot go down the mountain when there is a strange movement in the sea of clouds."
"The old master hasn't been down the mountain for at least twenty years. This...this..."
The Taoist priest who had been unable to stand before had a pale face. He looked at the magic sword and his face changed, and his eyes could not hide his sadness.
"The old master... went down the mountain and experienced disasters..."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was shocked.
When I heard this, I remembered the last sentence that the Dharma Body said just now, and suddenly my spirituality was restrained and I fell down.
They all know what this means.
On the cliff of the sea of clouds, there are still Taoist priests who are high-gong at the beginning of the altar, but some Taoist priests who have rotated have already rushed down the mountain.
The phone call reached Lieyang's department and went straight to the head office, and they told the head office that the news was made.
This was something that the old master of Heaven had been instructed a long time ago. If something happened to him, the first person he would not have been informed of was not the fellow three mountains and five mountains, nor other people from the Tianshi Mansion. He must first notify the headquarter.
When the headmaster heard the news, he couldn't help but his expression changed slightly, but he still calmed down and asked for specific details carefully.
After hanging up the phone, the head office immediately asked the black box.
"Where is Wen Yan?"
"Mr. I am not here, and Dr. Gao's cell phone signal disappeared a few minutes ago."
"After Wen Yan comes back, tell me immediately."
The headmaster sat in place and notified the secretary, letting go of other things for now, don't let anyone disturb him now.
The headquarter director sat there with a calm face, closing his eyes slightly, and waiting quietly.
In my mind, the plan that had been prepared for a long time began to emerge immediately.
The old master guards the sea of clouds, and the corresponding plans are updated every year. Starting last year, even every three months, it is updated to prevent emergencies.
No matter whether the news is true or not, he will treat it as real.
The subsequent series of things must be treated as real, and corresponding expectations and corresponding solutions must be provided.
There are already rumors circulating in the Tianshi Mansion.
Many Taoist priests took turns to open the altar to the cliff of Yunhai. After one by one, they all seemed to be people who suddenly didn't exercise. After practicing their legs for a day, their legs were swaying the next day.
Just now, someone saw a Taoist priest, either with a serious expression or a hurry, something must have happened.
In the Tianshi Mansion, all the Taoist priests who could open the altar were called to take shifts on Yunhai Cliff. Whether they could last for eight hours or two hours, they would have to go there.
With too many people, the news cannot be hidden.
Especially if the old master went down the mountain and experienced disasters and fell outside, there would be many things to do later.
The first thing to bear is that the old master of heaven had not decided on the candidate for the next master before.
Everyone was not in a hurry before, but because the old master said that there were still more than ten years left.
In addition to the alternative, the gap between the old master is really too big, and everyone has no objection to it if they have not decided.
At this moment, as long as you start to move and be prepared, the news will definitely spread.
Soon, the rumors began to spread in a small area, and the old master fell.
On the other side, Wen Yan took the old master and rode a horse on a dark path.
Wen Yan was sure that the old master should not be in danger of his life, at least he calmed down for the time being, so his mentality relaxed.
"You can also brag about it to my son in the future. Back then, I broke your arm with one hand. Who else is so awesome except me?
I will record it in the genealogy and let some descendants blow it up in the future. ”
"Where did you get the genealogy..." The old master sighed. He didn't expect that Wen Yan's first thought was this.
"Start by yourself, just open a book, won't you have it?"