Holy Bone

Chapter 616 Coffin Shop Uncle Lin

Not everyone thinks that the other world at the end of Shenmue is Shambhala.

Among the crowd looking up at the tall sacred tree, someone calmly analyzed: "There is no Buddha here, no Buddha temple, it must not be Shambhala."

"If you ask me, the end of the Shenmu should be the real Kunlun Xu or the Palace of the Queen Mother of the West."

These people still don't give up, they are still looking for the shrine left in the world by the West Queen Mother's Palace, longing for a great opportunity.

Regardless of whether it was Shambhala, Kunlun Xu, or West Queen Mother's Palace, these people were blushing, and none of them dared to climb the sacred tree at this time.

Not only because those esoteric monks and Tibetans are turning the tree to pray for the passing away venerables sitting under the tree, but also because the two golden blood words on the tree are a warning that everyone fears. As a young bird, I didn't see that even a few venerables passed away here, and no one knew what was going on above the sacred tree.

At the same time, everyone couldn't help being curious, what happened to these venerables, and why did they all pass away under the sacred tree?
Where are the four third-level powerhouses who rushed in before?Why didn't you see him along the way?Are they all on this road to heaven?
There are too many questions, which make people impetuous and suspicious, so that so many people stay under the giant tree honestly for so long.

Looking at the impetuous expressions on everyone's faces, Jin An lowered his eyebrows and thought. He knew that this situation would not last long. Someone would definitely be the first to stand out, and soon there would be a second person, and a third person , ten people, hundreds of people...

Tongtian Road, the end of the sky, another world, this huge sacred tree that connects the three worlds of heaven, earth and man hides too many secrets.

During this period, Jin'an found that after the death of the ancient yoga master Cananda and the passing away of several venerables, those Indians became much quieter and stopped being ostentatious.

Those Tianzhu people were bowing down and praying around the three cows, praying that their three strong men would come back alive with a miracle.

The three elders of Tianzhu never returned, and their mounts were also taken deep underground by these disciples and grandchildren of Tianzhu, and they were worried about staying in that underground city.

The three sacred cows are three-eyed deformed cows, three-eyed cows, white yaks, and they are probably fed with medicinal plants and elixir on weekdays. They are full of muscles, with sharp edges and corners like rocks, and they are bigger than adult bison. Going out in a circle is indeed a bit miraculous.

It's no wonder that those Tianzhu people take them wherever they go like treasures, and they don't leave every step, fearing that they will be led away by others.

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Seeing whether the tree-turning ceremony would be over in a while, everyone began to sit down and rest in twos and threes, casually took a few pieces of dry food to pay for their internal organs, and didn't care about cooking.

Jin An wanted to light a fire and take a sip of the hot broth sprinkled with snow-white salt flowers, but in order to get rid of the poisonous miasma, they traveled lightly. Pots, pans and other items that took up space and were not important were left in the dungeon up.

In the corner beside him, Qi Bo was gnawing dry and tough meat in his mouth, looking at the old Taoist priest who was turning trees with other Tantric monks, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Chen Daochang and Jin'an Daochang are kind-hearted, compassionate, and have been together for a long time. Now, this old slave feels more and more that Daoist Chen and Daoist Jin'an are the same person."

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Jin An immediately denied it: "I don't have the problem of grinding my teeth and snoring when I sleep, and I don't have the bad habit of hiding yellow symbols in the insoles."

Chipper was amused.

After complaining, Jin An's face turned serious: "Those Tantric monks took good care of the old Taoist along the way, and he is doing his best."

In the belief of the local people, turning around the holy mountain and the holy lake can wash away the sins of a lifetime, turning ten times can avoid the suffering of hell in five hundred cycles, and turning a hundred times around the mountain can become a Buddha and ascend to heaven. Solemn and sacred ceremony.

Those esoteric monks should turn the sacred tree a hundred times, and they can't finish it in a short time.

Qibo glanced at his young master, then turned to look at Jin An, and said with a smile, "Daoist Jin'an reunited with Daoist Chen this time. After the trip to Kunlun Mountain is over, what plans do you have next?"

Without even thinking about it, Jin An said: "When the matter in Kunlun Mountain is over, let's go back to the Wu Zang Taoist Temple in Wuzhou Prefecture, try to merge two Luo Geng jade plates there, and try to see if we can divination the whereabouts of the sword. At the same time, we will go back to visit My friend, tell the neighbors in the neighborhood that you are safe, it has been almost a year since you left Kangding, how time flies..."

Jin An looked at the starry sky, although there was no starry sky above his head because of the dark cave wall, but this did not stop him from looking into the distance.

Qi Bo, who didn't understand Jin An's true state of mind at the moment, couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "It is true that time flies, every year is old, every day is day by day, autumn after autumn, one generation reminds the other. One gathering and one parting, one joy and one sadness, one couch and one bed, one life and one dream, time is easy to make people old, sometimes you want it to slow down, it happens to gather less and leave more, sometimes you want it to run faster , but it can make your days feel like years..."

Qibo looked back.

Immersed in the memories of my youth and the passing of time.

Only Jin An and Young Master Yiyun were left tearing up the jerky and eating every bite.

Silly Yang lay on his stomach very quietly, probably because the medicinal power of the Dragon Ball Essence had not been fully digested, and he was laying still and not digesting it.

At this time, there was a noisy dispute. It turned out that the Tianzhu people let the three sacred cows spread everywhere, and the stench of cow dung caused public anger.

Everyone was worried about the three elders of Tianzhu, and they endured the three mounts, but finally they couldn't help but exploded.

"They're all cows too. Look at the white cow at Master Yongcuo's side. It's quiet, neither barking nor making noise, neither pulling nor running around. Look at your divine cow, how domineering and domineering it is. Like a hooligan who urinates and plays hooligans everywhere, he is also a cow, don't go too far! Labor and management have tolerated you for a long time!"

Seeing someone disrespecting the sacred cow they believed in, those Tianzhu people also argued without retreating one step.

The three divine cows didn't know why they were outraged by the public, and they still sprinkled bubble gifts without any scruples as before, and many people would thank them.

As everyone was delayed here, people's hearts became impetuous, and the number of people who had disputes and frictions also increased. Finally, someone couldn't bear the impetuosity, soaring into the sky, flying all the way up along the vast and straight tree trunks.

It's flying head man!

One after another, more than a dozen flying heads flew upwards along the trunk of the tree!

This scene immediately attracted the attention of everyone present. Those flying heads went away quickly and came back quickly. Everyone couldn't wait to step forward and ask, what is above the ancient tree?
Is there really a heavenly gate that leads to the sky?

Facing the questioning, the head-removing master flew back to his neck, just took a cold look and ignored these people. Several head-reducing masters gathered together and began to mutter and discuss, speaking in Nanman language that others could not understand .

Soon, more than a dozen flying headmen flew out of the group of head-down masters. These head-down masters reached a cooperation. Every four flying headmen bit the limbs of a headless person. Or entrain a few people and fly to the sky together.

This fly.

Those Southern barbarians who surrendered their heads never returned.

The people who stayed in the same place became more and more restless as they waited. They all raised their necks, wanting to see through them. They were afraid that the miracle at the end of the sacred tree would be snatched away by the southern barbarians. Just at this time, the white circle of the sacred tree ended.

Some people couldn't bear it any longer, and eagerly hugged the trunk of the giant tree whose bark was as huge as a rocky cliff, and climbed up.

At this time, a few eminent monks stood up among the Tantric monks and wanted to dissuade those who climbed the tree, but those people didn't listen at all. The road to heaven is close at hand, so who would give up easily.

Even if you gamble with your life, you are willing.

As more and more people climbed the sacred tree, those tantric monks could not persuade them, and they no longer persuaded them. The matter of His Holiness’ death was too great. God tree, but follow the last words of several venerables, withdraw from this mountain, and never step into this forbidden place again.

Even several venerables passed away here, leaving last words to let them go back before they died. No matter what miracles there are on the sacred tree, they don't want to peep.

The purpose of their coming here was to track down the whereabouts of several missing venerables. In the face of warnings, they did not dare to be more greedy.

Jin'an and his group gave some Tantric monks a good impression. For example, the Tantric monks in Renzeng Temple were very friendly to Jin'an and the others.

Jin An bowed to this eminent monk with a bodhisattva heart, and said with firm eyes, "Master Luosang, I have my own reasons why I have to go."

Mr. Yiyun and Qibo also thanked Master Luosang for his kindness. Mr. Yiyun has traveled all over the world, and she has seen the magnificence and splendor of the world. She also wants to know what the end of this ancient tree is.

As for Qibo, wherever his son went, his old servant would naturally follow him.

Master Luosang sighed, with a worried look on his face, and wanted to persuade him a few words, but he didn't persuade Jin'an.

In the end, Master Luosang left reluctantly. Before leaving, he said: "I will pray for you, Taoist Master Jin'an along the way. I hope you will return safely and come to Renzeng Temple as guests."

Jin An said with a smile: "Master Luosang is a bodhisattva with a heart, and he is very merciful. Then we are very grateful to Master Luosang. We will definitely visit Renzeng Temple."

Master Luo Sang solemnly shook his head: "Compared to Taoist Master Jin'an, you saved so many people outside the snow-capped mountains, your merit is immeasurable."

Throughout the whole process, Jin An said that Mr. Yiyun translated the Tubo language, and then translated the Tubo language in Chinese.

"Daoist Jin'an and Yiyun Ram, you must return safely. I will wait for you at Renzeng Temple with the best tsampa, yogurt and buttered tea. Take care."

"Master, you also take care all the way."

As soon as the Tantric monks left, there was a large open space under the sacred tree, which was a bit deserted, but the desert was quickly disturbed by the noise, and more people didn't want to miss the opportunity in front of them, walking along the hard and uneven bark like dragon skin climb up.

The people from the five major tribes on the plateau did not leave with the Tantric monks. They had to go through a lot of trouble to get here. No one wanted to return empty-handed and suffer the punishment and blank stares of the clan.

At this time, Qi Bo looked at Jin An hesitantly.

Jin An didn't wait for Qi Bo to speak, he already guessed what the other party wanted to say, and said proactively, "We'll wait for the old Taoist priest here."

It seems to be an explanation and it seems to be talking to itself: "We all have reasons to go!"

He didn't make him wait long, and sure enough, he heard the old Taoist shouting from a distance: "Little brother, wait for the old Taoist!"

I saw the old Taoist priest who had changed back into his Taoist robe, wearing a Taoist crown on his head, ten-square shoes on his feet, and a Tai Chi gossip bag on his shoulders, running panting towards the Shenmu from the ruins of the ancient ruins.

Since turning the tree, the old Taoist priest has been looking for an opportunity to break away from the team of Tantric monks, and finally came back to meet him.

The old Taoist saw the goat's burly and majestic physique like an ox from a long distance away, his face was beaming, and he ran faster.

"But the old Taoist is so anxious to death, I thought that little brother, if you really leave the old Taoist behind, I don't care, you go first." After reuniting, the old Taoist put his hands on his knees and ran out of breath.

Although the old Taoist has eaten some natural materials and earthly treasures since he followed Jin'an, he has eaten the longevity peaches in Dongtianfudi, and the dragon pearl spirit liquid, but his physical condition has not improved much.

Looking at the frail old Taoist priest, the goat on the side gave him a squinting look, as if mocking that even if a pig eats so many treasures of heaven and earth, it should improve a bit.

The old Taoist ran too fast, and now he was panting from exhaustion, and he didn't have the strength to argue with the goat for the time being.This is a plateau snow-capped mountain. There are few places in Tubo that are higher than the Kunlun Mountains, and the air is thinner in the mountain. Can't stop running like this.

What's more, he is still an old man.

"Chen Daochang is not in a hurry, you take a deep breath slowly and then exhale deeply, Jin'an Daochang said that you have a reason to go with him, I am sure you will come back to meet us." The old Taoist recovered faster.

After taking a few deep breaths, the old Taoist gradually recovered. He grinned and said, "Sure enough, we two have the same thoughts."

Jin An glanced at the old Taoist priest who always took advantage of him in details. This time, instead of bickering with the old Taoist priest, he raised his head and looked at the vast and endless sacred tree that had grown for tens of thousands of years, and frowned: "This road I didn’t see Uncle Lin, nor did I see the three Tianzhu old men, I guess both Uncle Lin and Tianzhu three elders climbed this suspected Kunlun Mountain building tree.”

Watching the two play charades, Mr. Yiyun asked: "Who are you talking about?"

The old Taoist said happily: "It's the Taoist master who vacated the ground in the underground city, he is the owner of the coffin shop opposite the Wu Zang Taoist Temple! When my little brother and I first arrived in Fucheng, thanks to the help of this benefactor Lin, we can So quickly get your feet on the ground. When we were in the dungeon a few days ago, my little brother and I felt that the profile of the man was familiar. You have to confirm it face to face."

"Oh, by the way, we also ate peaches from our little brother."

"..."

The originally serious atmosphere disappeared immediately when the old Taoist spoke.

Everyone has gathered, and the four of them and one goat are also preparing to climb the tree of God.

With such a short delay, the number of people gathered under the sacred tree decreased a lot, and there were many climbing figures on the surface of the sacred tree, as insignificant as ants clinging to it, and like a group of mayflies shaking the tree.

(End of this chapter)