The monks of Longma Negatu Temple were indeed saving Lin Yuer. .
This scene was like needles piercing Lin Feng's heart.
He called Lin Yu'er, and at the same time, he went to feel her pulse, but Lin Feng couldn't feel any pulse at all.
Lin Yuer fell into the Yellow River and was indeed drowned.
This seems to have become a fact.
The monks nearby saw Lin Feng coming and disrupting their salvation ceremony. Several monks quickly stood up, as if they were coming to negotiate with Lin Feng. But at this time, the young monk said to the monks responsible for salvation.
"If a loved one dies and he is feeling uneasy, there is no need to stop him."
The little monk's words made all the monks present stop.
They looked towards the young monk and bowed together.
"Ancestor!"
This young monk is actually the ancestor of all the monks in Longma Negatu Temple. Although he wears extremely simple monk robes and has a very childish face, he never affects other monks, even the monks wearing the abbot's robes. Respect for him.
but.
Lin Feng has no intention of caring about this now.
All he cared about was Lin Yu'er in front of him. Even though he knew that Lin Yu'er had no pulse, Lin Feng was still unwilling to give up. He was even willing to exchange his life for his little sister to live well.
In Longma Negatu Temple, the other monks are actually just ordinary people.
But this young sweeping monk is definitely not an ordinary person.
Lin Feng didn't know how to save the dead Lin Yu'er. At this moment, he could only see some hope in this young monk.
It's not that he knows anything, it's Lin Feng's intuition.
Turn around and bow your hands.
Lin Feng did not hesitate and knelt down directly in front of the young monk.
The young monk was not too surprised by Lin Feng's kneeling. He just looked at Lin Feng and asked.
"Why did the donor kneel down?"
Lin Feng got straight to the point.
"Please, eminent monk, save my sister's life!"
The young monk said.
"People cannot be resurrected after death, so the benefactor must be grieved!"
At this time, Lin Feng looked up at the young monk and said seriously.
"What if I say that she is also of true dragon blood?"
This sentence made the young monk stunned for a moment, and she seemed a little surprised.
Lin Feng continued to explain.
"She is my biological sister. Like me, she is of True Dragon bloodline. You can tell that I am of True Dragon bloodline, but you cannot tell that my sister is of True Dragon bloodline because she has not yet reached the awakening stage. !」
obviously.
The young monk believed Lin Feng's words.
If it were an ordinary person, she would really have no choice, but it was different for people with the power of blood. What's more, the blood flowing in Lin Yu'er's body was still the blood of a true dragon?
The young monk only thought about it for a few minutes and then said.
"So, she really still has a chance to be resurrected!"
"How to do it?"
When Lin Feng heard this, he quickly asked the young monk.
The young monk signaled, and Lin Feng went to the meditation room next to him to explain in detail.
Lin Feng nodded, she picked up her sister, carefully placed her on the bed in the next room, covered her with a quilt, and then returned to the Zen room where the young monk was.
Other monks came over and served Lin Feng tea.
The young monk said to Lin Feng.
"I have a way to bring her back to life."
"It's just that this method is very difficult. If it were just an insect, I could just move my fingertips, but she is a living person after all, and it is very difficult to save her!"
While saying this, the little monk took down a dead insect from the spider web behind the door next to him.
When Lin Feng touched the little bug with one finger, for a moment, Lin Feng seemed to see a lingering breath, and the little bug came to life.
Resurrection from the dead seems to be just a matter of fingering for this young monk.
The little monk used such a method to describe this, and naturally he had to negotiate terms with Lin Feng.
Lin Feng could also hear the implication behind his words.
Lin Feng got straight to the point and said.
"Whatever conditions the eminent monk has, just say it. Even if I exchange it with you for the Dragon Bone River Map in my hand, I will agree!"
The young monk waved his hand.
"No, the poor monk in the Dragon Bone River Diagram does not need it. If it is really needed, the poor monk will not put it in a golden coffin and bury it under the Yellow River. The poor monk's request is actually very simple. You We need to go to Luoshui, find the divine turtle Luo Shu, and bring Luo Shu to find the poor monk. By then, your sister will be fine!"
What Longma Negantu Temple wants is Luo Shu.
"Of course, if the benefactor cannot find Luo Shu, your sister will be buried in Longma Negatu Temple. Although the poor monk has a method of embalming her body, I am not sure how long it will be possible to preserve her body!"
Lin Feng nodded.
"Okay, I will definitely find Luo Shu!"
The little monk smiled.
"very good."
then.
The little monk led the way. Lin Feng held Lin Yuer's body and followed the little monk to the Zen room in the backyard. Behind the Zen room, there was a secret door. Behind the secret door was a very large cave, which was extremely cold.
Deep in the cave, Lin Feng saw two other golden coffins.
The style of this golden coffin is exactly the same as the one under the Yellow River.
One of them is sealed!
In the one next to it, the ceiling of the coffin was placed wide open.
The little monk motioned to Lin Feng to put Lin Yuer's body in the golden coffin and press the Dragon Bone River Diagram on her body. After doing this, covering the golden coffin, Lin Feng left Longma Negatu Temple.
When I left, it was still the little monk who saw me off.
Go under the mountain gate.
The young monk said to Lin Feng.
"The poor monk's name is Yuan Xin, waiting for the benefactor's return!"
Lin Feng saluted the little monk. After the little monk returned the salute, he moved one hand, and a broom he had placed halfway up the mountain flew down and fell into his hand. While muttering something, he began to clean the mountain path again.
"The fallen leaves on this mountain path are already covered with fallen leaves before they are even cleaned..."
The existence of Longma Negantu Temple made Lin Feng feel confused. Moreover, the young monk named Yuan Xin also gave Lin Feng a strange feeling. Lin Feng always had a hunch that what the young monk Yuan Xin asked for was definitely not a piece of God. It’s just Gui Luo Shu.
but.
In this world, Lin Feng could not think of another person who could save Lin Yuer's life.
Even an expert like Bu Xue can only heal the injured. She cannot bring a dead person back to life.
For Lin Feng, leaving Lin Yu'er in Longma Negantu Temple was a gamble.
Only that Yuanxin has the possibility to save Lin Yuer.
Return to the river.
The ink dragon was still there, but Lin Feng was about to get on the ink dragon again. When he left the ancient Yellow River path, a voice came from the reeds next to him. Lin Feng followed the sound and found that there was a monk standing in the reed marsh over there. He was wearing very tattered clothes.
Glancing in the direction of the mountain, the little monk sweeping the mountain path was nowhere to be seen.
Lin Feng walked over.
The monk said to Lin Feng.
"This donor, you just went to Longma Negatu Temple, right? Remember, no matter what Monk Yuan Xin says, don't believe him!"
