Chapter 822: Withered bones

"Enen... There is a red monk over there, but it has been dead for many years, right?"

The Great Heimang looked at somewhere below the valley, and smiled disapprovingly.

This valley is vast, full of spiritual plants, lush, and there are some different kinds of spiritual plants everywhere.

Those disciples of Qianzhao Shenzong were busy picking these rare spiritual grasses.

And somewhere deep in the valley, the terrain was sunken, and a large patch of red grass grew on the ground.

These red grasses are the famous blood crystal grasses.

This is one of the necessary herbs for refining and curing various wound pills.

The blood crystal grass in the valley is numerous, as many as 10,000, exuding strong vitality.

These blood crystal grasses grow lush and lush, with a height of more than half a person, at least each one is more than ten thousand years old, and the quality is extremely high.

In the center of the blood crystal grass, there is a dead bone wearing a red robes.

Although he has been sitting and transformed into a pile of bones, it can be seen that the deceased was a monk before his death.

now.

Several disciples of Qianzhao Shenzong had already fumbled over. They stood on the periphery, looking at the withered bone in surprise.

"Along the way, we haven't even seen a dead person. I didn't expect that in this place, there was a monk who had been dead for many years..."

A middle-aged man said curiously.

"It's a bit weird, and we haven't encountered any danger along the way. Isn't it going too smoothly?"

Another man blinked and said.

The cultivation bases of these people have already broken through to the realm of life and death, and they should be regarded as extremely high-status core disciples within the Qianzhao Shenzong.

"Those blood crystal grasses are not bad, if we all pick them up, they will really make a fortune!"

A short, fat man touched his chin, his eyes beaming.

"Let's go, this opportunity is definitely not to be missed!"

These people looked at each other, and finally their greed overcame their anxiety and walked towards the Blood Crystal Grass.

When they approached the **** grass, they began to dig the **** grass.

After dozens of seconds, there was no change in the surroundings.

And sitting on the ground, that withered bone hidden in the blood crystal grass, there was no change.

Everyone couldn't help but relax.

So they began to accelerate the speed of gathering, one by one, the blood crystal grass was dug out from the ground and put into the storage ring.

Xiao Qi above the valley is also staring at the scene below.

"Brother, shall we change place?"

Xiao Qi retracted his gaze, looked at Ye Yun boredly, and yawned.

"Don't worry, let's wait a moment..."

Ye Yun looked down and smiled with interest.

"Oh..." Xiao Qi thoughtfully, so she held her temper and continued to stare at the bottom of the valley.

The Great Emperor Heimang resisted the urge to scan with God's Sense, staring at the dead bone, blinking constantly, as if guessing something.

Those few Qianzhao Shenzong disciples were getting closer and closer to the withered bones.

When it was only ten feet away, suddenly, everyone felt like they felt something, and their faces changed drastically.

"No, I feel something entangles me!"

The short and fat man suddenly looked down at his waist, but didn't notice anything.

"I'm entangled too!"

Several other people also exclaimed.

The crowd hadn't reacted yet, suddenly a force poured in from their waists, and then they were pulled in the direction of the red-clothed withered bones.

"What's the matter? How did this dead bone move? Isn't he still dead?"

A man yelled suddenly.

He saw the withered mouth, and it seemed to move slightly, as if a fierce beast opened its mouth.

The others were pale, with horrified eyes, and they all discovered this change.

This withered bone opened his mouth, and an inexplicable force sucked in several people in a blink of an eye.

"what!"

Everyone let out a scream, and then disappeared completely.

After swallowing these people.

This withered body began to grow flesh and blood.

Just three to five seconds of effort.

A thin layer of flesh and blood grew on his body.

This is a young monk.

Suddenly he opened his eyes and looked at the disciple of Shenzhao Shenzong in the valley, and then took a sharp breath, and all of them were sucked into his mouth.

"This monk is not dead!"

Above the valley, Xiao Qi couldn't help being shocked when he saw this scene.

"This... is it the dry bone Zen of the Evil Buddha Sect?"

Emperor Heimang's eyes flickered, thinking of something, and said with a look of surprise.

"Yes, this is the dry bone meditation of the evil buddha sect. This monk has not died, but in the dry bone meditation state, maintains a state of suspended animation while maintaining his own life..."

Ye Yun said with a smile.

He has no good impression of the evil Buddha Sect.

A while ago.

When he was in Wanlongling, he killed a monk of the evil Buddha sect.

However, what he didn't expect was that Ye Yun once again encountered a descendant of the Evil Buddha Sect in the Promise Waters of the Litian Dynasty.

After eating hundreds of Qianzhao Shenzong disciples, the red monk finally grew full of flesh and blood.

He stood up abruptly, took a few steps forward, then suddenly stopped, frowning and looking at his feet.

"There seems to be a green vine under his feet!"

Xiao Qi exclaimed.

"Good fellow, this green vine can actually trap this old monk, what the **** is it?"

The Great Emperor Heimang muttered to himself, looking at the green vine and the surrounding plants, falling into deep thought.

Ye Yun was very interested in that ivy.

This monk of the Evil Buddhism is not low in strength, and a green vine traps him, presumably this green vine is not an unknown person.

It's a pity that he can't recognize it now.

"open!"

The red monk roared and cut his palm off sharply.

A light of Buddha flashed.

The green vine broke at the sound.

"Hahaha, I have been trapped for so many years, and now I finally got out of it! This ghost place is really terrifying!"

The red monk looked up to the sky and laughed.

At this time, the ivy stretched out from the depths of the ground again, and rolled towards him.

The red monk rose into the air, away from the ground.

The Qingteng did not pursue it, but continued to retract.

"It's you?"

The red-clothed monk was floating in the midair of the valley, looking at Ye Yun, his eyes suddenly showed surprise.

"Do you recognize me?"

Ye Yun raised his brows and asked faintly.

This red-robed monk recognized himself at a glance, which is really strange.

Along the way.

Ye Yun left no traces on the Cangnan Continent.

How did this red monk know himself?

Could it be that.

This guy, saw himself one hundred thousand years ago?

This is also possible.

After all, I was so famous 100,000 years ago, and many people have seen myself.

"Wanlongling, you killed my disciple!"

The red monk stared at Ye Yun closely, and said with bitterness.

The breath on his body also rose steadily at this moment.

From the cultivation base of the eternal realm, all the way to the peak of the true **** realm.

"It turns out... you are the monk's master. It looks like you are much younger than him. I thought he was your master?"

Ye Yun spread his hands and laughed.

"court death!"

The red monk was furious when he heard the words, and layers of **** Buddha light surged all over his body, surging like a sea of ​​blood, which looked extremely terrifying.

"Senior, the Evil Buddha Sect has never produced any good birds, I will take action to solve him!"

Emperor Heimang took the initiative to invite Ying.

"Also, keep alive."

Ye Yun smiled faintly and agreed to Emperor Heimang's request.

This red monk is just a small role.

That vine is the real protagonist.