Chapter 126: The Light of the Holy Dragon

"Fengshui Cemetery?" The God's Pursuit was slightly stunned. He had never thought that He Yiming would make this inexplicable request.

He was the best at divine calculation in his life. As soon as he heard this, he knew that He Yiming wanted to bury the corpse of a dead person on the top of Tianchi. Of course, this person must have a very close relationship with Tianchi and his status is definitely not low. Otherwise, He Yiming would not have made such a request.

However, no matter how fast his head turned, he never expected that some big shot would die recently.

"It's just a Feng Shui cemetery, so there's no problem." Although the God's Pursuit couldn't guess, he still said with a smile: "There is a Feng Shui treasure land behind the main peak of our Tianchi, which is the place where the venerables of all generations are buried. I will take you there now."

He Yiming stood up, bowed deeply to him sincerely, and said, "Thank you, Lord God's Suanzi."

The God's Concubine shook her head and said, "Elder He, your identity is equivalent to that of me now, so there is no need to be so polite."

He Yiming smiled. He knew that although he had successfully transformed the Divine Transformation Soldier, if he really thought he would be able to compete with the old man in front of him, that would be a huge joke.

The prestige of the Divine Persuader is second only to the leader of Tianchi in the entire northwest. He has been in power for hundreds of years and cannot be replaced by a rising star like him in a short period of time.

However, for He Yiming, he really has no ambition to replace the other party. It is enough to be able to give him a stable cultivation environment and a huge backer.

The two left the mountain top together. At the moment they left, He Yiming turned around and looked.

The two most ordinary stone chairs seemed to be shrouded in a layer of mysterious color at this moment, which made him engraved in his heart forever.

This represents the highest power in the entire northwest.

Maybe one day, he is really qualified to sit here, but it is definitely not now...

At the back mountain of the main peak, there is a huge cemetery.

The cemetery is magnificent and grand, but it is definitely not magnificent.

Before entering the cemetery, He Yiming felt a solemn and solemn atmosphere that permeated it. Anyone who entered this place would feel this way. It was just that there was a difference in strength depending on his mood.

He Yiming stopped at the entrance of the cemetery, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Sir God's Consort, the person I want to bury is quite special. Please allow me to invite its descendants to watch."

The God's Operation naturally had no other meaning in this, but he sighed in his heart. It seemed that he was indeed old and could not even calculate this little thing.

He Yiming turned around and headed towards his other courtyard. The God of Suanzi watched his back disappear, and he was very surprised. Could it be that the descendant He Yiming mentioned was actually in the other courtyard.

His steps paused slightly, and he immediately thought of He Yiming's journey to the realm of life and death. He seemed to have escaped by chance from the land of reincarnation where there was no return.

Suddenly, he remembered what happened hundreds of years ago. The next moment, a trace of enlightenment flashed in his eyes. But after this trace of enlightenment, he also felt a little regretful, a little regret and a little admiration.

He asked himself, if he had gotten along easily, he was afraid that he would never be as free and easy as He Yiming.

Perhaps, only the sect leader can have such a broad mind.

The God's Psychic nodded slowly, turned around and entered the cemetery, ordered all the garrison disciples to prepare the tribute, and then drove them all out.

This is a cemetery, and the memorial objects are ready immediately. Although the disciples guarding the cemetery and the three innate powerful men were puzzled by the command of the Divine Pursuer, facing this great master of Five Qi, everyone did not dare to disobey at all and left respectfully.

After a moment, He Yiming was already holding the treasure pig, and behind him, he followed the white horse and lightning to the cemetery.

When He Yiming came up, he had already seen the people leaving. After he arrived at the cemetery, his ears moved slightly, and he was even more certain that there was no one else in the cemetery except the God's Purposer.

His heart was slightly moved. Could it be that the divine chassis had guessed who he wanted to bury?

If he could even guess this, it would be terrible.

After entering the park, the God's Operation took them to a corner of the edge.

When he saw this huge land, He Yiming's face changed and he couldn't help but feel suspicious.

The area of ​​this land is indeed very large, even if six or seven people are buried, it is more than enough, but for the Dabao Pig, whose body length is more than ten feet, it is much worse.

Seeing He Yiming's hesitation, the God's Operation asked in a deep voice: "Elder He, do you have any other requirements?"

He Yiming smiled bitterly and said, "My Lord God Suanzi, I will not hide it from it. This time when I went to the realm of life and death, I once entered the land of reincarnation. There not only found some treasures, but also found them."

He reached out and took off the necklace from his neck, and instilled a huge amount of true energy into it. After a moment, the space suddenly opened and the body of the big pig was added to the open space.

He Yiming took out the space items and was not unexpected by the magician, because Ai Wenbin had already sent this matter with the Feiying letter as soon as possible.

However, the moment when the big treasure pig appeared, the face of the divine refugee finally changed.

He took a step and circled around the Dabao Pig. After returning to his original position, his face was extremely solemn.

"Elder He, did you discover it in the land of reincarnation?"

"yes."

"It seems a bit weird, why is that?"

He Yiming said, "According to my inference, it should have learned something in the land of reincarnation and began to advance towards the divine beast. Unfortunately, it did not succeed in the end."

The God's Operation nodded slightly and said, "Your guess is exactly the same as I am." His eyes glanced at Baozhu and said, "More than two hundred years ago, Lord Saint Dragon of the Totem clan entrusted Baozhu to the Sect Master, and then he disappeared. Later, I received news that Lord Saint Dragon entered the reincarnation land of the realm of life and death, and has never come out again."

He sighed long, as if he was remembering the past for a long time, and then said: "Although Lord Holy Dragon was bigger than your white horse back then, he was definitely not so exaggerated. There is only one explanation for how suddenly he grew to this level."

He Yiming raised his eyebrows and said, "Deified."

"Yes, only by deified and transformed into a god can such an incredible change occur." The God's Operation Murdered.

He looked at the corpse of Dabaozhu with regret.

Baozhu jumped out of He Yiming's arms, and then came over the head of Dabaozhu's head in three or two. It seemed that it knew that this meeting would be the last chance. A pair of small eyes blinked and immediately filled with tears.

He Yiming and the God's Consortium sighed at the same time, and they lowered their heads and did not urge them.

After a while, the God's Punisher said, "Let's change the place."

He Yiming nodded silently. He finally confirmed that the God's Purposer really guessed that he wanted to bury the Big Bao Pig. It's just that the Big Bao Pig is so different from the Holy Dragon he had remembered before, that he chose the wrong place.

This cemetery was quite empty. After walking in a little, I immediately found a large enough place.

The magician waved his wrist and a ray of light had already flew out. After slashing the open space a few times, there was a big pit that was more than ten feet long, enough to fill the entire big treasure pig.

He Yiming looked at it, but he knew that he definitely did not have the ability at the moment.

If he was asked to smash the five elements rings in a row, this effect would be achieved, but if he wanted to do everything without hesitation like a god's chasing silence, he would never be able to do it.

With a slight change of thought, He Yiming asked, "Sir God's Suanzi, since Dabaozhu is the Holy Dragon of the Totem clan, why did he still entrust Xiaobaozhu to the Sect Master?"

The God's Consortler shook his head slightly and said, "I don't know about this, but when the Sect Master was young, he received the favor of Lord Saint Dragon, which may be related to this."

He Yiming immediately gave up the idea of ​​inquiring, which was related to the grievances of these old monsters, so it would be better not to interfere in randomly.

The two looked at each other and smiled and returned to the distance.

Baozhu was still lying on the top of Dabaozhu's head, his eyes full of tears, which made people feel pity.

He Yiming sighed and said, "Baozhu, let Lord Shenglong be buried in peace."

The treasure pig turned its head, and it suddenly opened its mouth wide and made a huge roar like a dragon's roar.

This roar was even more powerful and incredible than the roar before the Totem clan in the past. It rumbled into the distance on the top of the mountain, and it actually had the surging momentum of a river rolling in.

Ripples in the space are flooding, mixed with huge power resounding throughout the world.

The expressions of He Yiming and the Divine Suanzi changed at the same time. Even with their current cultivation level, they felt unbearable at such a close distance.

He Yiming finally understood the feeling of Zhang Dahu and others in the past. It was a feeling of being attacked by sound waves and falling into an absolutely stiff feeling.

Although he knew in his heart that he wanted to get rid of this state as soon as possible, his mind and hands and feet were just unable to match each other, and he always seemed to feel one step away.

A white light flashed, and the white horse and lightning had already arrived at him.

He Yiming's expression suddenly relaxed, and he sighed in his heart. Only then did he realize that the reason why he was not affected by the roar of Baozhu last time was not that his martial arts cultivation was far beyond everyone, but because he rode on the white horse.

But as a white horse, who also possesses the bloodline of a divine beast, is born with the power to resist this roar.

The roar of the treasure pig did not stop. It seemed as if it wanted to release hundreds of years of longing at this moment.

He Yiming heard the sadness and strange determination contained in this roar, and his heart was also faintly sour.

However, at this moment, the forehead of the big treasure pig suddenly cracked, and a magical white light surged out, instantly wrapped the Bao pig that was wailing at the top of his throat.
Chapter completed!