Changsheng Goudao: Playing suona at the beginning, sending off Xiuxian

The 49 days have passed, and the first demon can finally be buried.

Bai Yu hummed a little tune.

"Dig and dig in the small garden, and bury your mother in a small coffin."

"Dig and dig in the big garden, and bury your whole family in a big coffin."

When passing by Tomb No. B, the red demon-level elegant scholar was receiving the baptism of thunder and fire.

First, it was slowly stewed with earth fire, and then it was stir-fried with heavenly thunder.

It must be said that the vitality of the demon is really tenacious.

If an ordinary foundation-building cultivator had gone through such a stir-fry, he would have been wiped out long ago.

But this elegant scholar is still alive, and even looks at the scars of thunder and fire on his body and makes a strange laugh.

The VIPs of Tomb No. B have to go through 81 days of stir-frying to remove the demonic energy and bury it.

Bai Yu glanced at Wen Ya Xiu Shi and found that the scars left by the thunder and fire on his body were recovering at a very fast speed.

Wen Ya Xiu Shi saw Bai Yu and greeted him with a smile:

"Brother, are you okay?"

Bai Yu kept walking.

The thirteenth rule of the Burial Demon Law is not to try to talk to monsters or understand monsters.

There was once a spiritual master in a large Zen temple who tried to convert and enlighten a Cang Mo-level monster.

He tried to talk and debate with Cang Mo.

In the end, the monk went crazy and became the notorious ghost bodhisattva.

Monsters are all crazy and evil. If you talk to monsters too much, you will be unconsciously eroded by madness and eventually fall into the abyss.

A Cang Mo of the lowest level drove a Jindan spiritual master crazy.

Bai Yu knew his own limitations and ignored the white-clothed scholar at all.

He didn't want to save all living beings, nor did he want to know the past of the monsters. He just wanted to send the monsters to see the King of Hell.

The scholar in white saw that Bai Yu ignored him, and he was neither angry nor annoyed. Instead, he told his own story:

"Before entering here, I had swallowed more than one foundation-building strongman."

"Do you know how long it took me to grow from being powerless to this point?"

"Less than three years."

Bai Yu thought to himself, what a guy.

The monsters are indeed unusual, and their growth rate is simply against the sky.

Therefore, the 29th rule of the Iron Law of Burying Demons is that if you find a monster, you must get rid of it as soon as possible, otherwise it will cause a disaster.

Bai Yu shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

The most important thing now is to bury the Cang Demon.

He finally arrived at Tomb No. 12.

In the tomb, the monster had turned into a pile of bone powder, without any signs of life.

Bai Yu was not careless at all, and took out an ancient bronze mirror to check carefully.

This mirror is called the Demon Viewing Mirror, which can check vitality, demonic energy and even soul fluctuations.

There was no movement in the bronze mirror, indicating that the Cangmo had been completely refined to death.

Bai Yu also pasted a lot of exorcism talismans, noble spirit talismans, and Buddha light talismans on his body, and also activated the Vajra Demon Subduing Skill to form a protective light shield around his body.

He then opened the tomb and entered it carefully.

Fortunately, everything was normal.

Bai Yu took out a red jar, put the ashes on the ground into it, and sealed it with a talisman.

"Huh~ It seems there is no problem."

He held the jar and left the No. 12 Tomb of C.

When passing by the No. 1 Tomb, the white-clothed scholar greeted Bai Yu again:

"Busy?"

Bai Yu turned a deaf ear to it.

The scholar in white seemed to be talking to himself:

"I destroyed a small family of immortal cultivators before, killed three foundation-building cultivators, and accumulated a lot of spiritual stones and treasures."

"Little brother, do you want to know where it is?"

He said in a tempting voice:

"My treasures, my skills and magical powers can all be passed on to you."

"As long as you give me a way out."

Bai Yu stopped and walked towards Tomb No. 12.

The scholar in white was overjoyed and continued to bewitch:

"As long as you get my skills and treasures, you will be comparable to Jindan in five years, comparable to Yuanying in ten years, and comparable to Yuanying in a hundred years--"

Bai Yu pressed the switch outside the tomb with a snap, and activated the inverted Hun Tian Tu.

Directly isolated the entire Tomb No. 12.

Out of sight, out of mind.

The scholar in white still did not give up, and kept persuading him:

"Little brother, I know you are outside."

"Don't you want to get my treasure and the secret technique that will make your strength soar?"

Bai Yu thought about it and took out a fluffy toy dog ​​from the storage bag.

This is the artificial intelligence conversation puppet made by Lao Mo.

In theory, it collects a lot of daily conversations, and can chat with monks and interact with them.

But this is only in theory, and Lao Mo's tools have always been unreliable.

In addition, it only collects conversations of dogs.

As for the actual effect, artificial intelligence has become artificial retardation.Simply put, it is crazy. When people ask the earth, it answers the sky.

Bai Yu stuffed a spiritual stone behind the toy and activated the Hun Tian Tu, so that the voices of both parties could be transmitted to each other.

Bai Yi Xiu Shi: "Little brother, let's chat."

Artificial Intelligence: "Okay, what do you want to chat about?"

In the tomb, Bai Yi Xiu Shi was overjoyed.

As long as he is willing to chat, he can grasp the weakness of other people's souls, invisibly influence his opponents, make them lose their minds and become crazy.

So, Bai Yi Xiu Shi and artificial intelligence began a conversation.

Scholar in white: "Little brother, have you eaten?"

Artificial intelligence: "Yes, I just defecated, it's still steaming."

Scholar in white: "???"

But he was very patient and continued to chat:

"Little brother, how long have you been practicing?"

"One hundred and eighty kilograms."

"How is your practice progress? Have you encountered any bottlenecks?"

"Very smooth, mother and child are safe, and I have three fathers, two of whom are male."

...

Seeing that the scholar in white and the artificial retard were chatting happily, Bai Yu left with the urn in his arms.

Next, it was the real test.

He carried a lantern and left the Demon Burial Tower.

Outside, the wind was still howling, wailing and mumbling mixed together, and from time to time a distorted human face appeared.

Bai Yu hung a string of evil-repelling items on his body.

Talismans, relics, black donkey hooves, garlic, totem wolf teeth...

In short, he prepared a bunch of things that could ward off evil in the legend.

He was very alert and finally arrived at a cemetery.

To be precise, it was a swamp formed by a volcano.

There were holes on the ground, and magma was rising and falling from time to time.

Monsters were extremely strange. Even if they were refined into ashes, they might revive.

So they had to be buried in the land of fire and tempered with earth fire for hundreds of years to avoid future troubles.

Bai Yu found a cave where the magma had retreated, put the urn in it, and then added volcanic obsidian to make a small grave.

He took out the suona and played a leisurely song.

"Dust to dust, earth to earth, there is no way back from the underworld."

Finally, there was a response on the Burial World Record.

[Funeral target: Cang Mo. ]

[Cultivation: Cang Mo level. ]

[Basic reward: Dark Spirit Root +3, Life Experience +180,000. 】

【Optional rewards: Blue Demon Qi +6, Demonic Yuan +2, Soul Devouring Technique, Strength +108...】

【Funeral Participation: 52%. 】

Bai Yu was shocked. Dark Spiritual Root? Interesting.