The sermon begins with the dragon and the horse

Chapter 13 Carving the Kowloon Coffin

Long

Legendary creatures, the dragon can be big or small, can rise or hide; the big one can blow up clouds and fog, the small one can hide its shape; .

Shen Ma's expression is solemn and his eyes are like torches. Every time he takes a step forward, he swells his blood, and the phantom of the real dragon behind him becomes more condensed. The distance of 200 meters seems to be a century long.

Before arriving at the nine-headed black dragon, the shadow of the dragon behind Shenma was already visible. It was ten feet high, and the dragon claws were ferocious and lifelike.

He tried to resonate with the nine dragons, but unfortunately failed.This kind of failure is inevitable, the time is too long, long before that emperor, no one can study it.

Moreover, the nine dragons are likely to be one of the remaining laws of the former "Heaven", which cannot be completely erased so far, but it is inevitable that they will become weaker and weaker.

Whether it is a real dragon or a law, the Dao Yun on Jiutou is real.

Shen Ma bowed his head and saluted for three seconds, then took out the jade slip that recorded nine black dragons and the patterns on the surface of the huge bronze coffin. He wanted to imitate and engrave the depictions on the nine dragon coffin into his Dutian coffin.

After the recording was completed, Shen Ma took out the enlightenment futon and observed the Taoist rhyme circulating on the Nine Dragons Coffin. The Nine Dragons Coffin has gone through so many ups and downs and is immortal, how can a monk in a small human universe be able to comprehend it.

Half a day passed with nothing.

He turned to the patterns on the surface of the huge bronze coffin. There were a lot of patina and rust on it, but it still couldn't cover up the blurred bronze engravings. They seemed to be ancient gods, and they all had tears.His horse's hooves lightly touched the copper coffin, as if he had entered the turbulent years of ancient times.

The whole world is in turmoil, mountains and rivers are upside down, and mountains of corpses and seas of blood.In the face of an indescribably powerful enemy, many strong men came together, each with a hazy chaotic aura, and there is a mighty power to open up the world in every gesture, even if you see the figure, it is hard to describe.

A strong man roared:

"Sword come!"

"Life is a hero, death is a ghost hero, my generation of monks, why should we fight!"

"One thought turns into the ocean, one thought turns into mulberry field. One thought kills a thousand demons, one thought kills ten thousand immortals. Only my thought is eternal."

"Cultivate my battle sword, kill for nine days, sprinkle my blood, and go forward indomitably."

"All living beings are in front of the immeasurable, to solve the confusion in this world, and to escape the reincarnation of the next life, and my life is immeasurable."

"Ask the vast land, who is in charge of ups and downs, only me..."

. . .

When he came back to his senses, Shen Ma shed tears unknowingly, and sighed: "There is no time to be quiet, but someone is carrying the burden for us."

This picture of the gods from countless years ago was engraved on the Dutian coffin, and a little bit of Dao rhyme circulated on the Dutian coffin, as if it came alive, and the light quickly fell silent.

"Help! Who will help me..." A cry came from a distance. Behind them were countless clawless black crocodiles with thick fingers and ten centimeters long. The Buddhist utensils are resisting the attack.

Some people don't have magic weapons and fall to the ground.A group of people scrambled towards the copper coffin, hoping to grow a few more legs.

Shen Ma woke up from enlightenment, and he knew that he was about to leave Mars.

When he realized Taoism, he felt the formation in the altar, and the Nine Dragons Coffin was quickly charged through the five-color altar. Even if there was no blood sacrifice, he would set sail soon.

He looked at the six people who had stayed near the bronze coffin before. At this moment, their faces were trembling with fright, and their legs and feet were trembling, but fortunately they escaped unharmed, and said: "You should go back to the coffin, otherwise you may will die."

"boom"

The tragic aura from Daleiyin Temple soared into the sky, the ground completely cracked, and a huge monster rose into the sky, shaking the sky!Two huge lantern-like blood eyes, from far to near in the darkness, are rushing towards the altar.

"Kang Dang"

At this moment, the huge bronze coffin on the five-color altar made a trembling sound.

"There are dark hands!" Shen Ma was shocked in his heart. The bronze coffin will never automatically revive to deal with a small crocodile ancestor. Presumably, that person has been paying attention the whole time, and the emperor's methods are astonishing. Feel free to shoot.

Crocodile Zu's Great Saint-level cultivation, although it has been suppressed by a group of bald donkeys for thousands of years, a saint's hair can crush a mountain, not to mention a proactive roar, even with the protection of an altar formation, is enough to crush a group of ordinary people. Shake into powder.

Shen Ma's rudimentary behavior, even if all the means are used, it is only to deliver food to the crocodile ancestor.

However, a group of ordinary people survived, it is simply a fantasy, but this happened just now, if there is no shady scene, Shen Ma would not believe it.

At this time, Shen Ma's thoughts drifted to the distance, to his previous life, and he murmured: "I want to seal a sentence in the sky: People should have a backer. Zong, the old man is the biggest backer.

I used to be very contemptuous, but now I finally understand that this is the gap between people. "

He felt that a certain door of Ma Sheng had been slowly opened with this realization at this moment.

A big hand of Crocodile Zu reached out in the black mist, and grabbed it towards the five-color altar.At this time, because of the blood sacrifices of many small crocodiles, Jiulong Lacoffin opened the transmission channel in advance, but the attack of the crocodile ancestor was pushed aside by a mysterious force.

Ye Fan and the others also took the opportunity to enter the bronze coffin. Crocodile Zu didn't give up, and grabbed the bronze coffin with his big black hands, making a "clang" sound.

It's just that before anything happened, the big hand left quickly like avoiding a snake and a scorpion, and there was a bright demon blood flowing out from the palm, dripping on the altar.

"What's wrong? The relics of the gods in our hands are constantly losing their divine brilliance!" Someone exclaimed.

Crocodile Ancestor exuded monstrous demon energy and wanted to enter the bronze coffin. At this time, the instruments in everyone's hands emitted immeasurable divine brilliance, burning their bodies crazily.

The various patterns on the bronze coffin radiated a hazy brilliance, making Crocodile Zu stop in his tracks, he must have sensed something.

With a bang, the bronze coffin lid closed, and the Nine Dragons coffin rose slowly, breaking through the bloody seal clothed by Crocodile Zu, and entering the gate of the starry sky.

Shen Ma entered the bronze coffin long before the arrival of Crocodile Ancestor, silently comprehending everything that happened before, and his heart was shocked.

For ordinary people like Ye Fan, it is natural to attribute to the divine power of the Buddhist vessel and the bronze coffin itself that saved them.

But in Shen Ma's eyes, the bronze coffin would not tremble for no reason, and the gods in those Buddhist vessels were already extinct, so how could they burn the divine brilliance to suppress the crocodile ancestor and activate the bronze coffin.

It was like an invisible big hand manipulating everything behind him, although everything seemed to be without trace.

Some people in the bronze coffin were weeping softly, while others were trembling. Many people couldn't calm down at all, and were even more frightened.

Of the thirty students, eight died in the disaster just now, and the six who remained felt a little sad when they thought of those students who died. They thought that if they followed, maybe they would be the ones who died.

"Well, there are also bugs."

Shen Ma swiped towards the corner of the copper coffin with a slaying hoof, and a scorched little clawless crocodile fell down, causing the students beside him to scream in fright.

He glanced at the corner on the other side again, and then turned his head silently.

Although it is said that the evil scriptures restrain creatures like ghosts, this is the god's mind of the Eucharist. If the god's mind summons the fruit of the previous life after a bloody fight, there are not enough Taoist priests in it for him to hammer alone. , Shen Ma doesn't want to do such a thankless thing.

"Master Dao, are there any other monsters here?" A girl asked weakly.

"Don't worry, it should be safer in the future. As the saying goes, if you survive a catastrophe, you will have good fortune. Since everyone here survived, you should look forward."

Shen Ma lay on the Wudao futon, drank a few sips of the fairy liquid comfortably.The fragrance emitted by the fairy liquid made everyone feel like a spring breeze, calming the mind, and a little spiritual energy invaded the body, relaxing the tense and tired body a lot.

Everyone licked their chapped lips, but no one dared to ask for it.

It is conceivable that a two-meter-high dragon horse with dragon horns on its head and red scales all over its body is in front of you. Do you dare to make random gestures?
"Master Dao, please take offense. I wonder what level the monster on Mars is? And where are we going?" A tall and strong man stood up, holding a plaque in his hand. He was Pangbo.

Everyone's eyes were burning, and they also wanted to know where the future lies?In the vast universe, I don't know where the return date is.

"That crocodile should be at the level of a great sage. The realm of practice is divided into Lunhai, Dao Palace, Four Extremes, Hualong and Xiantai. There is also a ninth heaven in Xiantai. The old crocodile should belong to the sixth heaven of Sendai, but it was just that The group of bald donkeys has been suppressing for too long, but it should also have the power of the four heavens of Sendai.

Let me tell you this, a single hair of a saint can destroy mountains and mountains, you should be proud of yourself, after all, you can survive from the hands of a saint.This seat's practice is still shallow, only the realm of Lunhai, if the old crocodile blows, I may have to see the infinite Taoist.

As for where we will lead, I don't know yet. "Even if Shen Ma knew it, he didn't dare to say it, and he could only stay quietly aside if he didn't see the Dacheng Holy Body God Nian.

"I believe that there is no unparalleled road, and there must be a road to the front of the mountain. Maybe you will set foot on the road of practice, and I also want to teach you the way of practice, but people and monsters have different ways, and the methods of cultivation are different. Forced practice will definitely lead to madness .You have your own way to go."

Shen Ma has a compassionate look, like a holy monk who cares about the world.If there wasn't a Hongchen fairy watching over here, and a lucky master, if Shen Ma wanted to make a good relationship, he wouldn't talk so much nonsense at all, this guy has a dark heart.

Under the strategy of Shenma Poisonous Chicken Soup, everyone regained their confidence.

Shen Ma also recorded the pattern on the inner wall of the giant coffin with jade slips, and then turned his attention to the small coffin in the center of the giant coffin. It is less than four meters long and less than two meters wide. People stay away.

There is a corner of the fairyland buried in this coffin, which reminds Shen Ma of the Chaos Dao Cauldron in the Sea of ​​Consciousness, which also has a small world. Could it be that the Dao Cauldron is also a treasure of the same level as the bronze coffin?

Shen Ma sat cross-legged on the Wudao futon, a horseshoe lightly touched the lid of the coffin, feeling a picture engraved on the coffin wall.

He knew that this kind of opportunity was running out, even the great emperor would find it difficult to calculate the location of the Nine Dragons coffin. During this period, Ye Fan was also attracted by the sound of the Dao, and heard the "Mending the Sky".

"Kang Dang"

The bronze coffin was patted by a big hand into the ancient forbidden area.

"Hey, it's a pity, I only engraved some specious and unknown Dao rhyme on the small coffin. Although I don't know what it represents, it shouldn't be harmful." Shen Ma secretly sighed that the time for comprehension was too short.

(End of this chapter)