Chapter 1061 Looking Forward to Reunion

Buried Dragon Valley.

Su Zimo stood in the hall, looking at the two lines of writing on the wall, dazed.

If you want to be a dragon and elephant of all Buddhas, you must first be a horse and an ox for all living beings.

Once the dust is gone, the light is born, and the mountains and rivers are broken by ten thousand flowers.

Before Dieyue left, she told him that if you want to be a fellow practitioner, you must go through a lot of hardships, but these hardships will eventually make you stronger.

Dieyue has insight into the secret, and has long guessed that Su Zimo will suffer a catastrophe one day and fall into the bottom of this dragon buried valley, so he left this sentence.

But I'm afraid, even she never thought that after a lapse of a hundred years, Su Zimo would come back here again and encounter even greater suffering, and even her body was almost completely destroyed!

In Su Zimo's heart, he never regretted it.

He wants to get out of his way.

Not only for the people of the world, but also for himself!

He is looking forward to the reunion with Dieyue.

He was looking forward to that when he stood in front of Dieyue again, it was Su Zimo who was beyond Dieyue's imagination!

"That must be very interesting."

Su Zimo smiled slightly.

In his heart, he not only wanted to be praised by Dieyue, but also wanted to see the surprise and joy in Dieyue's eyes that he had never had before.

After a little while, the smile on Su Zimo's face gradually faded, and he sighed softly.

I don't know how long I have to wait to see Dieyue.

Originally, when Su Zimo wanted to come, as his cultivation continued to increase, the distance between him and Dieyue would definitely get closer and closer.

But when his cultivation level deepened, he felt more and more that Dieyue was out of reach!

Unknowable!

Even if he has stepped into the Void Return Realm now, he still can't speculate or feel what kind of cultivation Dieyue is!

Mahayana?

Cross the robbery?

Su Zimo shook his head slightly, denying these two speculations in his heart.

Perhaps it was beyond his understanding!

Su Zimo took a deep breath and sorted out his mood. No matter what, he had to continue on his way.

He still doesn't know the situation on the dragon's real body.

When the real body of the dragon race entered the valley of the dragon bones, he could no longer sense it.

This situation is very good, the two great primordial spirits are cultivating separately, cultivating alone, but not interfering with each other.

Otherwise, what happened here will be clear over there, and it will definitely be affected!

The two primordial spirits are both Su Zimo, and they have the same origin.

Su Zimo has a mysterious feeling in his heart. As long as he wants to, he can still establish a connection with the red-haired Yin God!

Of course, from now on, if it is not necessary, he will not disturb the real body of the dragon clan.

There must be the same.

Although it is not clear what the Dragon Clan's real body is in the Valley of Dragon Skeletons, Su Zimo estimates that it should not be a problem.

As long as you can enter the Primordial Divine Spring, the flesh and blood will be healed, and with the dragon's true body, you can definitely stand firm in the dragon family!

On the side of the black-haired primordial spirit, the most urgent task is to rebuild his own body!

Su Zimo recalled the storage bag that Master Jihuo gave him in Bailianmen, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Jihuo Shizun's words came true, he really used this storage bag.

At first, Su Zimo thought that the Master of Extreme Fire was a prophet.

A few days ago, he learned that when the old monk Yuanbei rescued Jihuo at the bottom of the Dragon Burial Valley, he had discussed this matter with him.

Su Zimo took out the storage bag given to him by Master Jihuo, and carefully recalled the scene of forging bones and casting his body. There was no doubt about every detail before he decided to do it.

If you want to forge bone and cast your body, you have to have a premise.

It is a flame with enough temperature to melt away many top materials in the storage bag!

With Su Zimo's current cultivation, he still can't reach this point.

Back then, in Bailianmen, Daojun Jihuo also used the fire of the center of the earth in the hall to achieve this goal.

He also has to get help.

Old Monk Yuanbei doesn't have much life expectancy, so it's best not to let him do it.

The only one who can help is the red-haired ghost.

After thinking about this, Su Zimo walked towards the cemetery with a storage bag.

"Boy, come to talk to me?"

Before he got closer, the voice of the red-haired ghost was heard.

"You are so young, you have suffered so many blows, you are disheartened, and some can't think about it. That's for sure."

"I told you, it's just right to come and talk to me! I've been sitting here all day all these years, and what I'm best at is enlightening people..."

The red-haired ghost began to babble again, talking non-stop.

He stayed at the bottom of this Dragon Burial Valley for 10,000 years, and for more than 9,000 years, he and the old monk Yuanbei were the only ones!

The most terrifying thing is that before the old monk Yuanbei, all he had been doing was closing his mouth!

In other words, the red-haired ghost didn't even have a person to talk to.

It is conceivable that how he survived for more than 9,000 years and became what he is today is also understandable.

Fortunately, Dieyue later broke into this place and snatched Wuyouhua, breaking the closed mantra of the old monk Yuanbei.

Otherwise, the red-haired ghost might have gone mad.

"Red-haired ghost, tell you something serious."

Su Zimo went straight to the point and said, "I plan to reshape my body. You help to condense a flame and melt some treasures from heaven and earth."

"What's the use of reshaping the body?"

The red-haired ghost pouted and said, "I tell you, your primordial spirit can be treated as a clone, and you can just practice it. Anyway, you still have a dragon real body."

The red-haired ghost wants to make Su Zimo a dragon completely, but this goes against Su Zimo's bottom line.

Su Zimo frowned slightly and said, "There is no need to mention this matter. The red-haired yin god belongs to the dragon clan, and naturally belongs to the dragon clan. As for my primordial spirit, I have my own plans."

"You have your own plans, what are you doing with Lao Tzu?"

The red-haired ghost raised an eyebrow.

"Can you help?"

Su Zimo asked.

"Hey, are you threatening me?"

The red-haired ghost sneered: "What can I do if I don't help!"

"Then I won't talk to you anymore."

Su Zimo said very seriously.

This sentence was originally the most childish and angry words among children, but when it was said at this time, it had a huge lethal power on the red-haired ghost.

"Don't tell me!"

The red-haired ghost said quickly: "You stinky boy, you know how to scare me! Why not condense the flames, why can't I help you?"

As he spoke, the red-haired ghost snapped his fingers, and a small crimson flame appeared on his fingertips, fluttering and seeming to be extinguished at any time.

Su Zimo was a little skeptical, but still took out a lava spar.

His consciousness controlled the lava spar and placed it on the small flame.

Chi!

Accompanied by a puff of smoke.

This top-level bone forging material was burned to ashes by this small flame in the blink of an eye!

Su Zimo: "..."

The red-haired ghost was still unconscious, and proudly showed off to Su Zimo: "Look, can our flame power be enough?"

"..."

Su Zimo resisted the urge to curse, glared his eyes, and gritted his teeth: "Lower the power of your flames!"

"Okay, no problem."

The red-haired ghost agreed.

The flames became much smaller.

Su Zimo took a deep breath, took out a lava spar again, and carefully placed it on the flame.

call!

A flame instantly ignited on the lava spar!

Just hold on for three breaths, and under Su Zimo's gaze, the lava spar once again vanished into ashes!

Su Zimo's old face darkened.

Two top-level treasures of heaven and earth were burned by the red-haired ghost!

"Less power!"

Su Zimo gritted his teeth, and a few words popped out between his teeth.

The red-haired ghost waved his hands again and again, shook his head and said, "It's no small matter, this is already the minimum power."