In the lifetime of Master Daliang, Ji Liao experienced similar things at Xiangguo Temple, and that time he also met the Buddha butcher and the others.

But that time, someone else turned into bones, and this time Ji Liao's own flesh and blood also dissipated. The monks in Xiangguo Temple were removed by a knife by a Buddha butcher. This time, it was a mysterious force that made Ji Liao have no flesh and blood.

Ji Liao savored it carefully. Even if he had no flesh and blood, his body did not feel uncomfortable. This was a bit strange and he vaguely realized something.

Ji Liao stayed in place, waiting for Wusheng and the others to come in. After a while, they all came and turned into bones. Ji Liao shook the air with his spirit and said, "Where is Taotie?"

Qinghuo replied: "It has diarrhea, so it just stays outside the boundary marker."

Ji Liao nodded slightly, looked at the dragon girl, and asked, "How did we get through here?"

The dragon girl shook her head and said, "Uncle said that it is easy to go from life to death, but from death to life to life is difficult. The path for the dead is from death to life. There is no shortcut to go, it depends entirely on personal understanding."

"From death to life?" Ji Liao thought to himself, always feeling that the deceased's path may not be just used to stop people, but more like Qiantangjun's test.

He suddenly realized that even if he was about to encounter danger of life and death, he would have some perception in advance. Qiantangjun's cultivation is far better than himself. Couldn't he predict his own danger?

He shook his head, and the empress dowager realized it.

Ji Liao turned around and his eyes were outside the boundary marker. Taotie, whom he could not see now, might be diarrhea. It might be an excuse to come in. These old guys probably have their own plans.

Now that I think about it, since the Queen Mother of the West has accepted the Dragon Girl as her apprentice, how could she not know Ao Ying’s origin? She gave Ao Ying’s jade hairpin? Didn’t she consider that the five punishments and murderous aura would have an impact on Qiantang Jun?

Perhaps these things are just a matter of the matter.

But did you mistakenly enter the game or be in the game?

Ji Liao couldn't tell the difference.

Others didn't know that Ji Liao had thought of so much, but they naturally took Ji Liao as their backbone and waited for him to move on to the next step.

"Then let's keep going forward." Ji Liao continued to ponder for a while, suddenly figured out something, so he spoke.

It is said that he is moving forward, but in fact, the deceased has long been unable to tell the direction. There are no stars or moons in the sky. The bones that are seen are desolate. A little light and the ghost fire that appears occasionally are the source of light here.

Ji Liao and the others still have their power, but many spells cannot be cast.

Because casting spells is like boiling water to cook, if there is no rice, the rice will naturally not be cooked.

At some point, they all heard a dragon roar.

The dragon girl said anxiously: "Is it my third brother?"

Everyone speeded up, and soon they saw a historical site.

The ruins are broken and the buildings are empty, but the buildings are vaguely visible. The buildings are tall. I think they must be very magnificent when they came.

Qinghuo and the others are not poets and poets, and they also feel that the romantic people are always blown away by the rain and wind when they see this.

Walking into it, it is not as cold and strange as the outside world. The faint moonlight comes towards you, making people feel calm. The deep part of the ancient monument is emitting cold moonlight.

When you get close, there is a golden hall. Compared with the dilapidated buildings of the other ancient buildings, the golden hall is kept very intact and is quite an outlier.

The sound of the dragon roar came from the Golden Palace. When you get closer, you are not as clear as before.

The dragon girl did not think about it and wanted to go in.

Ji Liao reached out to stop her.

Dragon Girl said: "I know there may be danger inside, but I will go there even if there is danger. If I haven't come out after a quarter of an hour, don't go in again."

She pushed Ji Liao's hand away and entered resolutely.

Ji Liao looked dull, but he stepped in front of the Dragon Girl. Wusheng did not hesitate to Ji Liao, and Qinghuo stomped his feet, but did not continue to stay where he was.

The Golden Palace is empty, and the sound of the dragon roar is like an echo. Ao Tang may have been here, but he has left. On the painting wall in front is a statue of Shuiyue Guanyin, with a clean bottle and willow in front of the painting wall. There are small characters on the body of the bottle:

Poplar branches are nectar, life and death, human flesh and bones!

The dragon girl said, "I'll try it."

Ji Liao said: "I'll do it."

The dragon girl shook her head and said, "I'm sorry to implicate you in. Let me do it."

She came to the bottle, pulled out the willow branches, and the nectar was sprinkled on her body. She immediately regained her flesh and blood and turned into the original beautiful dragon girl.

The dragon girl said, "The words of this bottle are indeed true."

He said to Qinghuo: "You go and sprinkle some poplar branches and nectar too."

Qinghuo then stepped forward and sprinkled nectar on his body like a dragon girl. As expected, like a dragon girl, her flesh and blood were resurrected. After all, she was a girl, and when she saw herself transforming from a skeleton back to the original beauty of the pink woman, she immediately smiled.

Ji Liao said again: "Wusheng, go."

Wusheng walked to the Jing Bottle and said, "It's only enough for one person to spill, come on."

Qinghuo and Dragon Girl looked at each other.

Ji Liao said: "It's okay, come."

Qinghuo said anxiously: "Why don't you all give me half of it?"

Ji Liao smiled and said, "It's okay, you can sprinkle it without success."

When Wusheng saw Ji Liao say this, he did not refuse. He sprinkled the last nectar of the poplar branches on his body, and his flesh and blood immediately resurrected, like green fire and dragon girl.

After he finished scattering, he immediately found something was wrong.

"After all, I'll let you discover it, don't make a sound." Ji Liao sent a voice to Wusheng.

Ji Liao said to Qinghuo and Longnu: "Flesh and blood are resurrected, you are not considered dead anymore. You should be able to leave the dead. I think Brother Ao Tang had just left after sprinkling the nectar of the sun branches, so we didn't see him."

After Ji Liao mentioned it, Longnu and Qinghuo realized that they were living people again. As soon as this thought came out, white light flashed in their bodies and disappeared from the Golden Palace immediately.

After they disappeared, Wusheng turned into white bones in the blink of an eye.

He said, "How did you do it, let them leave this ghost place?"

Ji Liao said: "Buddhist says that a thought of Buddha's name is a thought of demon. In fact, life and death are a thought of life and death. Life and death are like a dream, completely in one thought. I think the path of the dead makes us the dead, which is exactly this truth. So I used all kinds of hints to make them believe that after sprinkling the nectar of the poplar branches, they can be resurrected and leave this place. Fortunately, my method has worked really."

Finally, Ji Liao looked at Wusheng and sighed: "It's a pity that you don't believe it, you still have to stay here with me."

Ji Liao waved at Shuiyue Guanyin and Jingping, and both disappeared immediately.

In fact, there are no two kinds of things, they are just his inner demonic technique and the interpretation of the demonic energy.

It’s just that it’s easy to deceive others, but it’s too difficult to deceive yourself.

He deliberately made out the three-piece Yangzhi nectar, just to make them not know that it was all done by him, so that he would not be able to explain it later. As a result, he did not deceive Wusheng, which was beyond his expectations.

It seems that Wusheng's mind is firmer than imagined, and his practice of the inner demon technique is not enough.

The Golden Palace then dissipated and the ancient sites became empty.

Ji Liao sat down to rest. It was still a bit unbearable for him to build such a large scene with the magic technique for the first time.

Wusheng held a sword to protect the Dharma for Ji Liao.
Chapter completed!