Urban divine farmer medical immortal

In front of the gate of hell, the black smoke billows, the land splits, and the earth has begun to fall. These foreign invaders vent all their hatred on Sunan, killing endless opportunities. Countless people close their eyes, and the sadness in their hearts is intended to burst out in their chest.

A peerless master, a promising Tianjiao, will fall like this.

Even Sunan himself is not reconciled, he still has a lot of things to do, but now he has no time.

Too many regrets to make up for.

"Are you going to bury the gods?"

Sunan asked himself.

"Boom!"

At this time, Sunan suddenly felt that he became light, as if flying up, a wonderful feeling wrapped his whole body, protected his life.

"Little friend..." a long voice came.

Sunan tired opened his eyes, looked around, but no one, this is where the voice, is the hallucination before death?

Sunan reluctantly asked: "who are you? Did you save me? "

In front of him, a palace appeared in front of him. It was the hell, and the sound came from the hell. Sunan was shocked. Was there anyone else in the hell?

This conjecture changed his face greatly. The existence of hell is comparable to the existence of ancient heaven. It will last forever. If there is a big man alive in hell, how old he would be, and how terrible his strength would be.

"Master!" Sunan's tone is very respectful, saluting the palace in front of him.

The voice came again, saying: "people of the same way don't have to match their predecessors."

This time, Sunan was more certain that the man in front of him came from the underground, and he was a great man.

Although the other party was very polite, Sunan still treated each other with courtesy. Not to mention that the other party saved himself, the old monsters who lived for countless years could bear his name.

"Master, when the Honghuang Xingyu wakes up, the Outland bandits covet it. Now we need such an expert as master to come out and suppress the Outland heaven." Sunan is very simple. He wants to invite him out of the mountain.

After all, having such a person on earth is enough to frighten Outlands.

"Alas... In my old age, I have long been sleeping in the earth. Now I'm just a little obsessive. I can't fight any more. I have to keep the inheritance of this prefecture. Now that the inheritance has fallen, I should also continue to sleep. I just hope that one day, the Honghuang Xingyu will wake up and have a chance to revive."

This is a dead man.

Sunan felt sorry.

"Master, what happened in those years, why the vast and desolate star regions were destroyed, why the heaven would perish, and why the earth would be buried forever." Asked Sunan.

"The cause and effect of the war was too big to be clear. The cause and effect of the war was not clear. How many heroes and how many brothers died like this." The voice was filled with endless sadness.

"If I don't tell you, I don't want you to take on too much."

Sunan wry smile, said: "master, my situation is not much better than you, at this time there is a breath, the next moment will sleep here."

He knew his own situation very well, so he would not die in the hands of those dogs in Outland, and he would not live long.

"Isn't that immortal?" Your voice said.

Sunan thought, "can you save me?"

"No!"

That voice very decisive answer, let Sunan in the mind of disillusionment, he stopped for a while, and said: "I'm just a dead man, how can I save you."

Sunan is also calm, said with a smile: "the elder is right, I am too embarrassed."

I'm afraid no one can help me in my present situation.

"Little friend, I don't have much time. Although I can't save you, I can promise you a request."

Sunan said: "master, can you give me the candle keel?"

"Candle keel, you are talking about the bone of the little bug. It's useless in the hell. Since Xiaoyou needs it, I'll give it to you."

The voice was very generous, and soon saw a bone, 100 meters long, like a bone dragon, but only half of it.

"When the candle dragon was cut off, the descendants only took back this half and worshiped it by his descendants. Now his old friend is gone, and the bone of the candle dragon is useless. Take it, little friend."

Sunan put the candle keel into the storage bag and said, "thank you, master."

"No, we are in the same way. What you do now is what we want to do. Helping you is helping us." The sound with goodwill, let Sunan heart a burst of comfort.

Sunan said: "elder, don't you know that there is still the same existence as you in the universe?"

In the myth, there are too many legends about the great people in Honghuang star region. Sunan wants to ask, it seems that there were still people alive in that war.

The voice in the hell was silent for a long time, and said: "that war, after thousands of years, many people died in the war. Naturally, some people saw that things could not be done in those years. When they were dormant, some people had the means. Otherwise, how could you pass down the transcendence Scripture?"

Sunan didn't expect that the other side could see through the cultivation of detachment Sutra, which was the biggest secret of him.

"Transcendence Sutra is very important, little friend, but the top ten beasts are just beasts after all. They are just the foundation of transcendence Sutra. If you want to really transcendence, you must realize your own way, not limited to the form of beasts. After all, the top ten beasts in those years also died. Even if you reach their realm, if you can't transcend, it's against the meaning of transcendence."

Sunan's heart was startled, and he knew that the voice was pointing his way of practice.

Although he can't live long, he still remembers and reminds later generations.

"Thank you for your advice."

"You're welcome. It's just me. I won't pass on the Dharma to you. Even if you completely inherit my cultivation, it's just another me. I've died in battle, so my way of cultivation is not suitable for you. If you want to get rid of it, you have to forget the previous way of cultivation and create your own way of cultivation."

This is a great touch to the south of Jiangsu, savor carefully, have a kind of thought accessible feeling.

However, after the voice finished, it had become very weak, "little friend, I don't have much time. I can only talk to you here this time. Now, I can do one last thing for you."

"My predecessors have done a lot." Sunan was very satisfied. When he got to this point of cultivation, he was completely groping for his own way. Now he got the guidance of an expert, which made him suddenly enlightened. It can be said that he paved a broad road for him.

It's a pity that I'm going to die. I can't practice many ideas myself.

But it's good to pass it on to future generations.

"Although he is dying, he may not have no hope. Remember the word" detachment. " The voice gradually became smaller: "your friends, your comrades in arms are waiting for you outside, the last thing is to send you home."