Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 581 Thousand-year ancient temple

"Ok?"

This voice interrupted Su Zimo's thoughts.

There are really living people at the bottom of the Dragon Valley!

Su Zimo pushed out the door and was seeing a young Sha Mi, sitting cross-legged on a futon, his hands folded, and an ancient book on his chest, chanted softly.

Su Zimo froze slightly.

When he wanted to come, the living man at the bottom of the Dragon Valley must be an amazing figure, but he was such a young little Sami.

The small Sha Mi in front of him should be no more than Jin Danjing.

Although Su Zimo's cultivation is not there, his eyesight is still there.

Xiao Shami seemed to feel something, stopped to recite, and turned his head.

These eyes are as clear as water, as if they can reflect a red heart!

Xiaosha smiled slightly, stood up, folded her hands, and said, "Donation, you are awake."

Su Zimo stepped forward, bowed himself, and saluted, "Under Su Zimo, thank you for your life-saving grace."

"The donor need not be so."

Xiaosha said with a smile: "It was the Master and his elderly who noticed that the little monk brought the donor back."

"Master?"

Su Zimo's tone was a hint of surprise.

From this point of view, not only Xiao Shami was alone at the bottom of the Dragon Valley!

Xiao Sha Mi nodded, his eyes fell on the hall not far away, and said, "However, Master is retreating and no one will be seen for the time being."

The gate of the Noble Palace is not far away.

Su Zimo nodded and asked, "How long have I been unconscious?"

"More than a month."

Su Zimo silently pursed his lips, only to feel that the corners of his mouth were bitter.

As a result of the repair, his body's self-healing power also dropped greatly. This injury, for more than a month, failed to heal!

After a little silence, Su Zimo asked again, "How long will it take for Master Dao to leave?"

"I don't know."

Xiao Shami shook his head and said, "Maybe tomorrow, maybe a year, maybe a century."

"century……"

Su Zimo smiled bitterly.

Perceived Su Zimo's disappointment, Xiao Shami was very consoling: "donor, you don't have to worry, time flies, like Bai Ku's gap, a century-old situation, but blink of an eye."

Xiao Sami didn't look more than a teenager.

These words came out of his mouth, which were really nondescript and strange.

Xiao Shami also said, "If the donor feels bored, he can freely read the scriptures in the Tibetan scripture hall. These Buddhist scriptures are vast and profound, and contain the secrets of heaven and earth. Even if the scriptures are poor, they may not be able to see the meaning."

"There is endless fun in the scriptures. Once you are immersed in it, time goes by without knowing it. One hundred years is fast."

Xiao Shami said lightly, but Su Zimo was really not interested.

Su Zimo couldn't resist Xiao Shami's kindness, so he nodded and smiled, turned his eyes, looked around, and looked up.

There are not many buildings in this courtyard, only two.

One is the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and the other is the Noble Hall. There is no Zen room.

This is a humble ancient temple.

Old and old!

The only two buildings look old, and I do n’t know how many winds and rains they have experienced, and they are full of traces of time.

In front of the main hall, two vegetable gardens are planned, which is the only green vitality.

The gates of the ancient temples were torn down, blown by the wind, and creaked, and seemed to collapse at any time.

"Under the Valley of the Dragon, how could there be such a strange ancient temple?"

Su Zimo's expression was a little dazed.

For a moment, there seemed to be something aura flashing through his mind.

But at this time, Su Zimo's mind was in a mess, and most of his mind was thinking about how to resume cultivation, and he didn't think about it.

After a while, Su Zimo turned and walked towards the gate of the ancient temple.

This ancient temple is almost visible at a glance, and there is really nothing to see.

Su Zimo wants to go outside and see, what's at the bottom of this buried dragon valley!

Xiao Shami looked a little worried, and couldn't help but say, "The donor, you have n’t been seriously injured. Do n’t go too far, it is dangerous outside."

"Thank you for reminding me, I will be careful."

Su Zimo hugged his fist, thanked him, turned around and went out.

Just stepping out of the door of the ancient temple, there was a gust of wind blowing, and Su Zimo couldn't help but fight a chill.

In front of it is a winding rift valley, there are countless gravels on the ground, and strange rocks on the mountain walls on both sides.

Throughout the Rift, there is silence like death!

Su Zimo frowned slightly, hesitated, and moved forward.

The little fox looked a little terrified, but still chose to follow Su Zimo.

Su Zimo looked up.

The fog was surging above the rift. Ten thousand years ago, countless powerful men slaughtered the remaining forces, and converged above them, forming a chaotic field of power.

Any creature entering it will be strangled into a mist of blood!

Su Zimo Xiu was abolished and lost all the means of volley. It is easy to jump from the top, but it is impossible to go up.

Su Zimo realized that if he could not resume cultivation, he would probably run out of Shou Yuan at the bottom of the valley and grow old slowly.

How can I resume cultivation?

Jin Dan was shattered into pieces and has completely dispersed.

Dan Tian became a leaky existence, unable to gather Reiki at all.

Jin Dan cannot recover.

The only thing that is likely to recover is Nedan.

Although Neidan was covered with cracks, it was at least complete.

But how does Nedan fix it?

Su Zimo hasn't cultivated the realm of consuming the essence of the sun and the moon. If he wants to cultivate the demon, he must devour a lot of life essence!

It can be fresh flesh, it can be a natural treasure, it can be a panacea ...

But at the bottom of the Dragon Valley, there was nothing except him, the little fox, the little Sami and his master, two ordinary vegetable gardens!

Unable to replenish energy, the Secret of the Desolation King is difficult to operate, let alone repair Nedan.

Su Zimo was lost in thought, but his steps did not stop, he moved forward subconsciously.

After turning around a corner, the little fox suddenly stopped, bit his mouth and bit Su Sumo's trousers, pulling him desperately.

Su Zimo was startled, sober from meditation.

The ground in front of him was covered with bones.

Some lie horizontally, some sit on the floor, and some are fragmented.

The corpses were all over the place, and they could not see the margins, and spread to the end of the rift.

Su Zimo realized that these bones should be buried in this rift valley from the catastrophe ten thousand years ago.

Even after ten thousand years, these corpse bones still have no trace of decay, crystal clear like jade!

Among these corpses, Su Zimo even saw a complete flesh without decay!

Before this life, what a terrible powerhouse should be?

After thousands of years, the flesh is not rotten!

Suddenly, Su Zimo felt the red light flickering in the corner of his eyes, and turned subconsciously to look.

"Ok?"

Su Zimo's pupils shrank violently, and her hairs were all up!

A few drops of blood splashed on the surrounding stone walls.

Su Zimo just looked at it, and felt that his eyes were sore and his eyes were almost bursting!

"What is the blood of a strong man with such terrible power!"

Ten thousand years apart, just the blood dripping and almost killed Su Zimo!

Just then, a strong crisis came to mind!

(End of this chapter)