Sword of Coming

Yang Ningxing's face turned red as her neck was tightened, and she had no choice but to slap the arm of the person behind her hard, hoping that the other person would be merciful. They were all strangers, so there was no need to fight with each other.

The young man in white seemed very angry. Instead of letting go of his arm, he became angry and moved slightly, causing Brother Mumo to lean back and his back was almost flat with the ground.

Yang Ningxing was really a little dizzy, and said with difficulty: "Good brother, take care of it, take care of it quickly, don't wait until death, you are a student with natural supernatural power, your strikes are too heavy..."

All I could see was a guy with a young face, a red mole on his forehead, and a murderous look on his face. The young man in white turned his head and looked at Zheng Dafeng, squatting with his knees slightly bent. First, he twisted his hands so hard that Yang Ningxing rolled his eyes. , not caring about life or death, just smiled brightly and said: "Brother Dafeng!"

Zheng Dafeng smiled and said, "I haven't seen you for many years, but Brother Cui is still a handsome young man."

In terms of friendship, Zheng Dafeng naturally has a better relationship with the old cook and Wei Shanjun. The three of them are quite wary of the big white goose. They can only say that they are not distant and not very close to him.

Zheng Dafeng asked: "Why are you here?"

Cui Dongshan grinned, Shanren had his own clever plan.

Chen Ping'an reminded: "Dongshan, it's almost over. If this continues, Brother Mu Mao will pretend to be dead and come back to me to blackmail me for some medicine money."

Only then did Cui Dongshan let go of his arms and helped Brother Mu Mao up. The latter was rubbing his neck with one hand and coughing. Cui Dongshan helped him by tapping his back and said with a smile: "Blame me, you are too enthusiastic. I really feel sorry for Brother Mu Mao." I've been fascinated by him for a long time, and I can't help myself when I meet you. Brother Mumo doesn't hold grudges, right?"

Yang Ningxing smiled awkwardly and said, "No, no."

In the eyes of Qi practitioners and ordinary masters, they are two completely different worlds.

Once a Qi practitioner starts mountain climbing practice, he will see a whole new world.

Suddenly enlightened, like opening the eyes of the sky, the figures around are all visible, eyelashes are trembling, the needle holes of the clothes are as big as the mesh of a fishing net, the trembling amplitude of the crow's feet when the women speak is clearly visible, and the gaps between the makeup on their faces are like criss-crossing. of field ridges.

The footsteps nearby, even every breath and heartbeat, would sound like thunder in the monk's ears.

Therefore, every Qi practitioner needs to adapt to this earth-shaking change at the beginning of his practice.

In addition, all magical powers, as well as the flying swords of sword cultivators, will more or less involve some ripples of energy.

A Taoist cultivator, faced with this clue, is like an ordinary master sitting by the water. Someone throws a stone into the water. The splashes and ripples in the water are the ripples of spiritual energy between heaven and earth.

Therefore, someone approached the wine table unnoticed, which surprised Yang Ningxing. He was unexpectedly attacked, strangled by the neck, and had no power to fight back. He was even more shocked.

This is a colorful world with only a handful of monks in the upper five realms, and it is not Beiju Luzhou where wild dragons and snakes are dormant everywhere.

Is there any use for this Nascent Soul Realm? !

There was a banquet table for Chen Ping'an, Zheng Dafeng, Cui Dongshan, and Yang Ningxing, and there was just one bench for each of them. However, Cui Dongshan shamelessly squeezed a bench with Brother Mu Mao, bumped their shoulders, and said with a playful smile: "Brother Mu Mao, My little brother, I know a little bit about physiognomy, and I can see that you are so lucky. It is a good time for fortune and numerology. When you get here, you will definitely have a big harvest. Why don't we brothers meet honestly, set up a stall, and have a show? A bartering baggage?"

Yang Ningxing blushed and said, "I feel ashamed to say that..."

Cui Dongshan raised his feet, twisted his body, stood up again, and with lightning speed, he quickly strangled Brother Mu Mao's neck again.

Yang Ningxing immediately said: "It's not that shameful. In fact, there is a small gain. Bao Fuzhai can do it, why can't he do it!"

Damn, he is worthy of being the student brought out by the good brother. He is almost better than the old man. He will fall out at once, faster than turning the page in a book. In the Ghost Valley, the good brother was not so ungrateful.

Chen Ping'an ignored Cui Dongshan's ridiculous behavior, just picked up the wine bowl, bumped it with Zheng Dafeng, and drank each other, treating it as a meal and drink in the excitement.

Evil people will be punished by evil people. This is called brine and tofu, and one thing is reduced.

Cui Dongshan sat back and said, "Don't rush to set up the stall. Let's drink the wine first."

My husband doesn't like to talk about his travels. Occasionally, he mentions some landscape stories, which are usually told in a few sentences. However, about Mr. Kimo, he really went on to say a few more words.

And talking about the scholar in black, the gentleman had a lot of smiles on his face when he spoke.

In his early years in Luzhou, Beiju, Chen Ping'an once reunited with Jiang Shangzhen. The latter revealed the secret that Yang Ningxing of Yunxiao Palace, known as the "Little Heavenly Lord", was a well-deserved natural Taoist, and he was going to do that extremely dangerous beheading. The three corpses planned to gather the evil thoughts in their hearts into a mustard seed and then chop them out. In this way, when Yang Ningxing breaks the bottleneck in the future and rises from Nascent Soul to Jade Pu, during this period, the inner demons are at work, and the heart is concerned. The obstacles will be much smaller.

The act of beheading three corpses can be regarded as a unique Taoist way to reach heaven. Buddhism also has a way of subduing the will and the horse, which is different but has the same effect.

Chen Ping'an happened to have seen both of these things with his own eyes. In addition to Yang Ningxing, he also met a monk in white who carved a cliff into a cave dojo in the wilderness. He kept company with a mental monkey all year round.

As for the scholar in black who said that he and Chen Pingan fought side by side and shared accounts and made money together, it was indeed not a lie. The two sides were intrigues and intrigues all the way in Guixi Valley, and they plotted against each other. In the end, each gained something, but Yang Ningxing got the old dragon cave. That golden earfish was "quite valuable", and the phrase "quite valuable" was the comment that came out of Jiang Shangzhen's mouth.

The object that makes Jiang Shangzhen feel valuable must be truly priceless?

Therefore, Chen Ping'an still remembers this account very clearly after many years. It turned out that in the end, it was a hard work, or he made a small profit, and brother Mu Mao secretly made a big profit?

Yang Ningxing saw the young man in white clothes named Cui take out a jade bamboo folding fan from his sleeve. He twisted it with two fingers and opened it with a snap. There were four big characters, "To convince people with virtue".

Have you met someone of the same mind?

"Brother Mu Mao, I have a unique secret technique that can help you get rid of Yang Ningxing's control. Otherwise, you may seem carefree, but in the end you will still have to make wedding clothes for others. The practice is difficult, and the result is just a dish on the table. Why bother?"

Cui Dongshan had a sincere look on his face and said earnestly: "How about we and I make a big deal? There is only one such Baofengzhai in the world. You must cherish it. There is no such shop after this village." "

Yang Ningxing smiled and shook his head and said: "Brother Cui, why do you need to trick me? Even if a great swordsman like Bai Shang can cut off the red rope of marriage, he can't cut off the line of cause and effect drawn by the great road."

Cui Dongshan shook the folding fan vigorously and sneered: "There are specialties in the art, but Bai Shang is nothing."

Yang Mumao turned to look at Chen Pingan and asked doubtfully: "Good brother, is this Master Cui Xian really your student and not the preacher who led you up the mountain?"

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "He is a student."

Cui Dongshan turned the fan and turned it to face Yang Ningxing.

If he refuses to obey, he will be beaten to death.

Yang Ningxing caught a glimpse of the four big characters on it, leaned back with a look of horror on his face, and quickly clasped his fists and said: "No wonder I fell in love with Cui Taoist Friend at first sight. It turned out that in just a few words, I spoke my heart. Yang Mumao's foundation , the way to live in the world is all contained in the eight characters on both sides of the fans of Cui Daoyou."

Cui Dongshan took out a small celadon dish from his sleeve, then raised his sleeve and shook it, some peach slices fell out, and he looked at Mr.

Chen Pingan shook his head, and Cui Dongshan picked up a piece of candied fruit and put it into his mouth. Then he pushed the porcelain plate to Zheng Dafeng and said vaguely: "Brother Dafeng, try it quickly. This rare delicacy will be difficult to eat in the future." .”

Zheng Dafeng was not polite. He grabbed the candied fruit and put it into his mouth. As soon as he chewed it, he immediately chewed out the door. He exclaimed in wonder: "Good craftsmanship."

Chen Pingan picked up the porcelain plate and handed it to Yang Ningxing. The latter carefully picked up a piece of candied fruit with his two fingers. It looked like it was made of dried peach. Chen Pingan put the porcelain plate back in front of Zheng Dafeng and then casually said Asked: "Brother Mu Mao, what are your plans next?"

Yang Ningxing chewed slowly, and suddenly felt very energetic. It turned out that his one soul and two souls were like the rain after a long drought, and he benefited a lot. It was like swallowing a pot of elixir that had been refined. He looked at the bird from the corner of his eye. There were porcelain plates and three candied fruits, and he said: "Keep wandering. Since you are coming from the south, I am going to go to the north to see if I can meet a talented and wise king. Please ask me to be a National Master or something like that. Next time a good brother passes by, I will be the host and I must treat him hospitably!"

Chen Pingan nodded.

Yang Ningxing asked: "Good brother, Taoist Cui and I finished setting up the stall, but we really left."

Chen Pingan still only nodded.

Yang Ningxing saw that the good brother was not able to get in, so he had to bite the bullet and asked: "You really don't invite me to the summer palace? Maybe I will stay as soon as I am enthusiastic. I am not a swordsman, so I can always be a guest." , so that we can do our best for Feisheng City and Yinguan."

Chen Ping'an took a sip of wine and said with a smile: "The summer palace is small, and there is no room for the incomparable brother Mu Mao. I don't think he is sweet, so I don't think there is any need to keep him."

"Isn't it sweet? Why isn't it sweet? If you can eat the candied fruit on the table two or three times a year, the bitter melon you break off will be as sweet as honey. Besides, it's not like my good brother doesn't understand me. Go out. Outside, you can endure hardship the most, and you don't even need to pay a salary when you are a guest at a summer palace."

Yang Ningxing forcibly swallowed the candied fruits that were quickly chewed in his mouth, quietly circulated the spiritual energy of the small world, and led them to several natal energy houses to "store" them, and then reached out to the porcelain plate, wanting another piece. As a result, Cui Dongshan closed the folding fan and hit the back of his hand hard, causing Yang Ningxing to stop in anger.

"Brother Mu Mao, why should you sacrifice the near and far away? How can you be a Baofuzhai if you don't want a ready-made thing you picked up for free?"

Cui Dongshan fanned the breeze and said with a smile: "If I'm not wrong, you have been to the north, became the protector of the country, had your own territory, raised a puppet emperor, and waited until everything was ready and all you needed was the east wind. Go find Naya Prime Minister Yao Qing or one of the direct disciples of the Imperial Master Bai Ou, so that you can get what you need from the Qingshan Dynasty in Qingming World and quietly negotiate a deal, right? You are doing it to protect yourself, Qingshen Dynasty can Having obtained a large enclave and multiple vassal immortal mansions, I believe that with Brother Mumo's current fortune, the hope is still very high."

Yang Ningxing calmed down and remained silent.

Cui Dongshan took advantage of the heat and said: "But there are still many years until the next opening. Brother Mu Mao's Nascent Soul Realm, traveling all the way, seems to be safe and sound, but since you will meet me today, you may not meet me tomorrow. Who, and since meeting me is a great good thing, logically speaking, who I meet next time will be hanging in the balance. Let me declare in advance, this is not my curse on brother Mu Mu! "

Chen Pingan let Cui Dongshan confuse people there.

Cui Dongshan repeatedly said that the scholar in black had good luck, which was actually the truth. If he had been less lucky, he would have disappeared long ago as one of the three corpses killed by Yang Ningxing.

This is why when Chen Ping'an and the scholar in black said goodbye, there was a sense of sadness that "after this separation, they will never meet again."

Yang Ningxing smiled and looked at Chen Pingan, "Good brother, I still believe in you more. Why don't you tell me the truth? Does this fellow Taoist Cui really have the best of both worlds?"

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "Yes, but it is still not a permanent solution. However, I guarantee that Brother Mu Mao can add hundreds of years of Taoism out of thin air without looking for that 'Yao Yaxiang'. It doesn't seem to be a big problem. In the meantime, how can If you get along with Yang Ningxing, whether you can reach the Yupu realm or even become an immortal, and whether you can find a way to break the knot in the future, it all depends on Brother Mu Mao's own luck and luck."

Yang Ningxing seemed to have taken a reassurance, stroking her palms and praising: "Sure enough, I am still a good man, my business is fair, and I don't deceive anyone."

Apart from anything else, this good brother is extremely defensive and has absolutely no intention of actively harming others. This is not what a good person is.

The reason why Brother Mu Mao, who has one soul and two souls of Yang Ningxing, came to Wucai Tianxia to practice is actually because Yang Ningxing unexpectedly chose a higher road.

Hunting for treasures, breaking through realms through cultivation, etc. are all deceptions. I want to establish a relationship with Yao Qing, the chief minister of the Qingshen Dynasty. When the door reopens, I will go to Qingming Tianxia and pay a visit to the Taoist master. Yao Qing, the elegant prime minister, is the pursuit that can truly be called a "great future".

Since this matter was a decree of the real body Yang Ningxing, "Brother Mu Mao", one of the three corpses, could not disobey it. Moreover, this move was also a kind of self-rescue for the scholar in black.

Because once the plan failed, Yang Ningxing could only take a step back, take back, refine, and fuse "Yang Mumao", one of the three corpses, to become the complete Yang Ningxing again.

Once the scholar in black fails to reach an agreement with Yao Qing and returns without success, Yang Ningxing has his own means to make there no longer a brother Mu Mao in the world.

Chen Ping'an suddenly asked: "Has the real Yang Ningxing already entered the colorful world through Tongyezhou and secretly gone to Qingming world?"

The scholar in black looked gloomy. He raised the wine bowl and took a big sip. He wiped the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand. His eyes were dim and unclear, staring at the light ripples of the wine in the bowl on the table. "Obviously, my only way out has long been destroyed by that... The guy is blocked. With Yang Ningxing's character, how could he leave me alone and let me, the bad guy he despises the most, take refuge in Bai Yujing. As expected, he is already in Bai Yujing's five cities and ten Somewhere on the second floor, Taoist practice begins.”

He raised his head and smiled casually, holding the white bowl in his palm and shaking it gently, "No matter how delicious the wine is, it can only be found in one bowl. But there is nothing to regret, it is good wine after all."

Cui Dongshan sighed and said: "Yao Qing can do it, but Yang Ningxing may not. In terms of qualifications, talent, and luck, the little Tianjun of Beiju Luzhou is still much inferior to Yao Qing's unique blessing. Of course, if Brother Mumo thinks I’m alarmist, I can’t stop him.”

The Taoist method of killing three corpses to prove the Taoism is both mysterious and dangerous. Not everyone can do it. In history, many Taoist sects who followed this path fell short of success and suffered many consequences.

Even if it succeeds, of course it will be of great benefit to the Taoist himself, but for the three corpses, it is often a kind of physical death and Taoist disappearance, and the end is just like the original soul that has been refined and returns to the soul, and his life is short. Like the autumn of vegetation.

However, there are a handful of exceptions in the history of Taoism. For example, in Qingming Tianxia, ​​in the Qingshen Dynasty where a large group of "Wuling boys" emerged, the chief minister Yao Qing, whose Taoist name was "Shou Ling", was Taoist Gao Zhen, who was often invited to give lectures and preach in the White Jade Imperial City, accomplished a feat. Yao Qing not only killed three corpses, but also created three more "corpse decomposing immortals" out of thin air, all of whom became immortals. Ji, one person and three dharma bodies, practicing together, the Dao is closely related, and can keep water from the river. Yao Qing has an additional immortal and two Yupu "friends of the Dao" in addition to the Yin God and the Yang God. ", the three monks who emerged from the three corpses are similar but different from the ghosts and immortals.

As the "original deity", Yao Qing himself is a monk at the peak of the Ascension Realm.

Chen Ping'an asked: "Your brother Yang Ningzhen plans to reach the top of the mountain in the colorful world, and then go to find Bai Ou, hoping to let her help feed the fist?"

Yang Ningxing shook his head and said with a smile: "That's not clear. My brother's ideas are always wild and unconstrained, making it difficult for outsiders to guess."

Bai Ou, the national master of the Qingshen Dynasty, is a pure martial artist with a halberd "Iron Chamber" on her waist. She is the third martial artist in Qingming's world, and she is undoubtedly the ultimate in martial arts.

Yang Ningxing seemed to have finally made up his mind, "The deal is done! Even if there are still some disconnections, it is better than being a puppet. In this way, I will be free and he will be relaxed, and Yang Ningxing will be able to practice the great path without any distractions in Bai Yujing." , for me the poplar tree is luxuriant and for him the poplar tree is dense, in the long run, it will be a good thing after all.”

Xiaomo stayed in the shop and carefully looked at the "nothing" signs on the wall.

Cui Dongshan waved hard and said: "Xiaomo Xiaomo, come on, come on."

Xiao Mo walked out of the shop quickly and asked with a smile: "Is there something wrong with Mr. Cui?"

Cui Dongshan asked with a smile: "Xiao Mo, can you see that line of cause and effect with clear priorities?"

Xiao Mo glanced at the scholar in black and nodded, "It can be seen that this long line of cause and effect of purple gold Dao Qi has spread to the sky, and with someone else in the world, it formed what the Taoist priests called a 'line of sky' in the early years. "

Under normal circumstances, Xiao Mo would never take the initiative to explore other people's heartstrings, and he didn't care about the other person's level or the origin of his apprenticeship.

Because it's not necessary.

In ancient times, many gods fell into the world due to various reasons. If the punishment for the crime was not too severe, the old heaven would allow that god to walk around the world as a guilty person.

This is the beginning of the return of some immortals on earth to heaven.

The sky hangs down a long line, pulling the earth.

This is the so-called sky net that is wide and sparse but does not leak out. Small fishes can swim freely in it, and after they have cultivated Taoism and become the "big fish" in the climate, they will be unable to break free until they die.

Later, the young master's extraordinary knowledge was largely due to this incident.

The saint separates heaven and earth with his own great way, and the price of this ceremonial saint is that he is not allowed to reach the fifteenth level.

It’s not that I can’t do it, it’s that I don’t want to.

In ancient times, because of such visions of heaven and earth, a small group of Taoist priests who were blessed with spiritual blessings accidentally discovered certain cyclic and orderly circulations of Taoism. Later generations gradually evolved many Taoisms, such as the hopers among them.

Cui Dongshan asked: "Can it be cut open?"

Xiao Mo nodded and said: "Now, God doesn't care, I can completely cut off this long line. What's more, even back then, I have done this kind of thing. I guarantee that I will be unscathed. If this fellow Taoist Yang is more cruel, I am willing to sacrifice a few realms in exchange for my freedom. I can help him cut out the small half of the Tao seed from his Tao heart, and then keep this thing and return it to the old owner one day. Be cruel and ask me to help crush the Tao seed with a sword and destroy that person's future, no problem."

Chen Pingan narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Brother Mu Mao, what do you say?"

The scholar in black rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "It's enough to temporarily disconnect the line of cause and effect. As the old saying goes, when you are a person, leave a line so that we can meet each other in the future."

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "It makes sense."

So our brother Mu Mao began to concentrate and hold his breath, and he was mentally prepared for the collapse of mountains and rivers in his own small world. Several of the natal objects left to him by Yang Ningxing have been gathering momentum in various major palaces. Waiting, gathering the Tao Qi from all over the country, like soldiers and horses gathering, rushing to a certain crucial "Gyeonggi important place", and preparing for it, lest they accidentally fall into the situation and damage the foundation of the Tao.

As a result, the guy whom Taoist Cui called "Xiao Mo" just walked up to him, spread his fingers above his head, twisted his wrist, and called it a day.

The scholar in black waited patiently for a while, and saw that Xiao Mo had already sat on the empty stool, and then he tentatively said in confusion: "Is this the end?"

Does this young monk in a yellow hat and blue shirt think he is an Ascension Realm sword cultivator?

Damn good brother, are you repeating your old tricks, joining forces to deceive me?

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "You might as well feel the atmosphere of your own world, especially take a closer look at the movements of the small half of the Tao seed. It is clear at a glance whether it is true or false."

Cui Dongshan hurriedly came behind Xiao Mo, raised his elbow and rubbed Mr. Xiao Mo's shoulders, "It's hard work, it's too hard. This attack will cause immeasurable losses!"

Xiao Mo wanted to say that it wasn't hard, it was just a matter of effort, but he couldn't bear to mention it, but it was more difficult.

After a while, the scholar in black no longer showed any joking expression, his face was solemn, and he asked Chen Pingan: "How to repay?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "When I pass by a certain treasure land in the future, Master Yang will remember to show my kindness to the landowner."

The scholar in black raised a hand, spread his palm, and promised: "Before reopening the door, if I really become the protector of the country in a new dynasty, I can find a way to give Ascension City a population of 500,000 people."

Cui Dongshan looked at his husband and asked, is this business a loss? If they don't make any money, it's up to the students to take action and have a rough time with Brother Kimo.

Chen Pingan nodded, indicating that he had made a profit, and went back to the Baofuzhai for you two.

The scholar in black felt relieved, as if a huge boulder on his Taoist heart had been removed. The Taoist heart became a little clearer for a moment, and he vaguely felt an opportunity to break through, like a bamboo shoot peeling off, revealing the prototype of a mountain green bamboo. , suppressing the surprise in his heart, he said with a complicated expression: "From today on, I will be a veritable Yang Mumao."

Sure enough, every time you meet a good brother, something good will happen.

That means there are outsiders present at the moment, otherwise I have to put arms around him and say from the bottom of my heart, "My good brother is really my lucky general."

Chen Ping'an raised the wine bowl and said: "Brother Mu Mao, I took the initiative this time, so next time we meet again, don't let me do the work of correcting mistakes."

Yang Mumao laughed and said, "How can you be a human being and not hesitate to be blessed?"

Zheng Dafeng smiled and gathered his bowls, "Then everyone here will drink ten cents."

Chen Ping'an drank a bowl of wine and asked, "Have you ever been to Feisheng City due to heatstroke in Shu?"

Yang Mumao shook his head and said: "No, otherwise everyone here would have known about his pomp and circumstance. Shu Heatstroke is very different from our two brothers. He is a son of a wealthy family, both delicate and noble. When he is away from home, he pays attention to the number of thieves."

"And this guy is just a lazy guy who doesn't like to move around. He has a good life and is very irritating when it comes to spiritual practice. He drank with me one night and said he planned to join the Jade Pure Realm. Wait until the next day and let him do whatever he wants. As soon as he reached the Yupu realm, Yang Mumao couldn't even determine whether the heatstroke in Shu was a result of accumulation or a spur of the moment."

In fact, all the mountain monks in the world know very well that whether they are the ten young people in the world or the ten slightly inferior candidates, as long as they are on the list, they are all promising beings.

As long as you don't be too arrogant or get carried away on the road of spiritual practice, you won't encounter any big surprises, and you can be called a definite "candidate for ascension".

Just like Ning Yao, Fei Ran is now in the Ascension Realm, and he is still a swordsman.

A number one person in the colorful world, a co-owner of the wilderness.

If you are a pure martial artist, you will have the hope of reaching the final level, and even have the opportunity to strive for the legendary "divine arrival" of "with this fist intention, I am a god".

Chen Pingan said casually: "What does he think of Ascension City?"

Yang Mumao said without hesitation: "It's very good, it couldn't be better. The reason why Shu suffered from heatstroke and came to Wucai Tianxia in the first place was because he complained about his parents not allowing him to travel to the Great Wall of Sword Qi. How could Shunan Yuan dare to let him go? Therefore, I have never been to the Sword Qi Great Wall and suffered from heat stroke in Shu. This is the biggest regret in my life. The Shu Cave Master felt extremely guilty about this, so he secretly let his only son go down the mountain without telling the Taoist companions."

Chen Ping'an asked doubtfully: "Is he a sword cultivator?"

Yang Mumao nodded and said: "It is indeed a sword cultivator."

Because Shu Zhongshu had already passed the sword with a group of forbidden monks at the border of Chaorantai, and had not killed them all, there was no taboo about Shu Zhongshu being a sword cultivator.

Moreover, Shu Zhanshu has two natal flying swords, one of which is "Sanfu". Once it is used, the sun will be scorching, the earth will be scorched, and the spiritual energy will be fumigated within a hundred miles. The other "Huang Meitian" happens to have the same natal magical power. On the contrary, the heavy rain is majestic, the sky and the earth are dark, and the evil spirit in the rain is extremely heavy. The Qi practitioner is like being trapped in an ancient battlefield ruins with gusts of wind.

It's just that the quality of the two flying swords cannot be called a small world of its own for the time being.

Chen Pingan glanced at Xiaomo.

Xiaomo nodded, he meant it sincerely.

Chen Ping'an continued to ask: "Can you send me a message to Shu Zhanshu, whether Chaoruantai is willing to enter into an alliance with Feisheng City?"

Yang Mumao thought for a moment, "It's hard to say. This guy from Shu Zhanshu is too lazy. Even if he has a good impression of Feisheng City, he may not be willing to make some alliances or anything like that."

"Shu has had a habit of suffering from heat stroke since he was a child. As long as he takes the initiative to do something, he will pursue some kind of extreme, and then he is not lazy at all."

"If he really becomes an ally with Ascension City, he might take the initiative to ask to be the worshiper here. If he can't be the chief worshipper, he should just settle for the second best.

It is estimated that within a year, everyone among you Xingguan Yinguan Quanfu will be annoyed to death by him. "

"Extreme?"

Chen Ping'an asked doubtfully, "Use an analogy?"

Yang Mumao said: "For example, reciting Taoist scriptures."

Chen Ping'an was surprised: "All?"

Yang Mumao nodded and said: "All of them!"

Chen Ping'an was as if he were listening to a book from the heavens, and said doubtfully: "Three holes, four supplements, and twelve categories, totaling more than 1,200 volumes. Although there are many editions, the least one should have tens of millions of words, right?"

Yang Mumao nodded and said: "Yes, he also specially selected a Taoist and Tibetan version with the largest number of words. Although he has a photographic memory of reading books since he was a child and can read ten lines at a glance, his mother, who suffered a heat stroke in Shu, almost died of heartache at that time. And she only memorized less than half of it. , Shu's heatstroke was indeed a bit of a 'headache'. After all, he had just started practicing at that time, and his level was not high. He was only a monk in the lower fifth realm. However, Shu Nanyuan made an exception and pretended to be a father. He was not allowed to endorse, otherwise After he went to the ancestral hall to lay the floor for his family, Shu suffered from heatstroke and practiced hard for half a year. Soon he reached the fifth level of the middle school, and then he started to continue to recite. In the end, he memorized them all, and now he can recite them backwards and forwards, word for word. .”

Cui Dongshan marveled, "There is a future."

Zheng Dafeng rubbed his chin and sighed, "Today's young people are more lively and vigorous than the last."

Chen Pingan smiled knowingly and understood. Shu suffered from heatstroke and had obsessive-compulsive disorder, a bit like Liu Mao from Huanghuaguan.

Yang Mumao showed a rather envious look, "It is said that Fu Lu Yuxian once passed by Liuxiazhou and rested in Tianyu Cave. He saw the young Shu who had just started to endorse and had a heat stroke, and he developed a love for talents. , it’s just that Shu Zhongshu’s mother was reluctant to let her son become a Taoist priest. Moreover, in the view of the woman, Yu Xuan’s intention revealed at that time was just to accept Shu Zhongshu as his direct successor, and he was not the closed disciple. After all, Shu Zhongshu He is an only son, and he will definitely inherit Tianyu Cave Heaven in the future, so the matter of becoming a master and becoming a disciple has not been successful."

Being able to become Yu Xuan's direct descendant, even if he is not a closed disciple, is such a blessing that no one can even envy him.

Yang Mumao chuckled and said: "Besides, the reason why Shu suffered from heatstroke and didn't come to Feisheng City is because this guy has some weird quirks and particularities. He said that there is a summer palace of Lord Yin Guan inside Feisheng City. His name doesn't suit him. Therefore, it is not suitable to travel here.”

Chen Pingan waved his hand, "I won't interfere with your Bao Fu Zhai. I don't have any money."

Cui Dongshan took Yang Mumao to the shop. The two squatted behind the counter and started bartering. If there were too many magic weapons, it would be useless.

In less than half a minute of burning incense, the two of them left the shop arm in arm and returned to the wine table. One wanted to pour wine for the other, and the other said I'll come and I'll come. They loved each other more than brothers.

Yang Mumao drank about a jar of wine and became slightly tipsy. He got up and said goodbye and left, traveling north. Since he didn't have to find Yao Qing, the elegant prime minister, he settled in the north with peace of mind.

Chen Pingan took the lead in walking through the streets and sent Yang Mumao to the north of the city. Cui Dongshan and Xiaomo followed behind. Because they were walking, they were all acquaintances of the second shopkeeper along the way. They greeted each other constantly. During this period, Chen Pingan would stop and chat. sentence.

Yang Mumao called the Taoist priest and said, "I have to say goodbye after a long journey. My good brother can stop now."

Chen Ping'an stopped, clasped his fists and said with a smile: "Tons of treasure."

From the beginning to the end, Yang Mumao did not ask about Xiao Mo's identity. He just came to thank Xiao Mo alone and solemnly said: "I will never say thank you for a big favor. I will definitely keep it in my heart. As the mountains are high and the rivers are long, there will always be a blessing." I have the opportunity to repay Mr. Xiaomo."

Chen Ping'an explained on his behalf: "Brother Mu Mao's words mean that he has some thighs. How can one hug be enough?"

Yang Mumao is also a man who is not stingy. He did not deny the matter and said with a hearty smile: "The person who knows me best is my good brother."

Xiao Mo smiled and said: "Since Fellow Daoist Yang is a friend of my young master, he will be a friend of Xiao Mo. If we are lucky enough to meet again in the future, no matter where we are, if Fellow Daoist Yang needs help, just say it. No need to be polite."

The heartstrings of this scholar in black are quite interesting. When he reunited with his young master after a long absence, he really felt a sense of sincere intimacy, but this man deliberately did not say it.

And my young master seemed to have a somewhat inexplicable admiration for this person.

Maybe this is the so-called sympathy? Thinking back to those days, there were only a handful of human Taoist friends in the world who could make Xiao Mo feel this way, and the Cave Master of Bixiao Cave beside Luobao Beach was one of them.

All words are a burden. As long as you look at each other and smile, you will never go against your heart.

Yang Mumao stared blankly at the "young" swordsman with a yellow hat and blue shoes, and couldn't help but ask: "Dare you ask me about the realm of my senior?"

Xiao Mo said frankly, "It's not the Fourteenth Realm."

Beyond the fourteen realms, what your own realm is depends on the realm of the person being asked about the sword.

Cui Dongshan was overjoyed.

Yang Mumao knew roughly in his mind that he was at least an Immortal Realm sword cultivator, and most likely a hidden Ascension Realm sword cultivator. Could it be that he was the protector left by the old swordsman to the last generation of Yin Guan? Is it the prison officer who has not appeared in the Great Wall of Sword Qi for many years? Or a more hidden priest? Forget it, what are you thinking about? Yang Mumao gathered his thoughts and said with emotion: "This trip is not in vain. First, I met an old friend in a foreign country, and also made two new friends. It makes me feel refreshed and relaxed."

Chen Ping'an said from his heart: "The feeling of 'I am not myself' is not pleasant. So you don't have to think too much about my help today."

Yang Mumao asked cautiously: "Did the good brother remind me that I don't have to think too much, or that I don't have to think about it?"

Chen Ping'an put his hands on his sleeves and said with a smile: "Do you think it's a pun on my part?"

Yang Mumao hesitated for a moment and asked: "I wonder who is wearing my hundred-eyed Taotie robe now?"

The rank of that robe is not high, but it contains hidden secrets. If it is refined properly, it can improve its rank all the way. It was once a valuable treasure in the Chongxuan Department of the Dayuan Dynasty, otherwise Yang Ningxing would not have chosen to wear it back then. The cassock goes out to visit the Bone Beach.

Chen Pingan reached out his sleeves and patted Brother Mu Mao on the shoulder, "You're not drunk, so don't say a few drunken words. Be careful of sprained feet on the way to the wind."

Yang Mumao laughed loudly and turned into a ball of black smoke, drifting away to the north in an instant.

After watching Yang Mumao go hundreds of miles away, Chen Pingan turned around and walked back to Feisheng City and said: "Dongshan, that thatched cottage is best returned to Xuandu Temple."

This time Chen Ping'an came to Feisheng City on an impromptu basis, of course, mainly because he missed Ning Yao. In addition, Chen Pingan originally wanted to go to Cui Dongshan before leaving Wucai Tianxia.

After all, the Luoluo Shanxia Sect that Cui Dongshan first wanted to establish was in this colorful world.

Over at Gongdelin, the old scholar once gave Chen Pingan an address. The route was clear and not too difficult to find, because there were many confusing mountains and rivers, but it was not as difficult as finding a needle in a haystack.

It was said that Chen Ping'an, a closed disciple, would have some free time, so he went over there to take a look. The old scholar said it righteously at that time. Since Mr. Bai and Bai are also close friends who are like brothers, then you are naturally Bai Ye's junior. It is your duty to clean up the court for your elders and you cannot shirk it.

Cui Dongshan nodded and said: "Of course, I'm just relaxing there to avoid being intercepted by Bai Yujing. I won't stay long. I will leave as soon as the Taoist priest Xuanduguan comes to take over."

Sir and student, look at each other and smile at each other.

With Taoist Master Sun's temper, he can't repay kindness in return?

The Great Celestial Master Liang Shuang, whose surname is Longhushan, once asked Cui Dongshan where the Yang God was.

Cui Dongshan didn't hide it, saying that it was Bai Ye's monastic place, and he was helping to take care of the abandoned thatched cottage.

Bai Ye once built a thatched cottage in a beautiful place in Wucai Tianxia as a temporary place to practice Taoism.

A peach tree, with roots hundreds of miles deep, is one of the top ten most wonderful connections in the world.

Back then, Bai Ye traveled to the new world hand in hand with the old scholar. Bai Ye wielded the sword and kept passing the sword, opening up the world. Bai Ye had immeasurable merits in creation.

It's just that the dojo is not wanted by Bai Ye himself, but is planned to be given to Xuanduguan to repay Taoist Sun's kindness of borrowing the sword. And "Taibai", one of the four immortal swords, according to Bai Ye's earliest plan, also He would hand over the peach tree and thatched cottage to Xuandu Temple, but something unexpected happened later and Bai Ye returned to Haoran and went to Fuyao Continent alone with his sword.

The inability to return the fairy sword became a knot in Bai Ye's heart.

Fortunately, after reincarnation, a child wearing a tiger head hat was taken to Xuandu Monastery for practice by the old scholar.

Before that, the old scholar had taken time to visit the thatched cottage, and Bai happened to be not at home. The old scholar was so diligent and thrifty, so he picked up all the peach petals that had fallen to the ground under the tree, cleaned them up, and packed a large Dou, this is the best thing to use to make wine. Brother Bai Ye is good at wine, but he is not good at making wine, so the old scholar can only do his own work. As for the remaining peach petals in wine making, you can also ask Baizhi Blessed Land to make some. Ten peach blossom letterheads.

Next to the peach trees, the old scholar took the ten thousand-year-old soil that was recorded as "heaven and earth" in the old almanac of the Confucian Temple. The ground near the thatched cottage was only about an inch or two shorter.

In fact, these are nothing, Bai Ye returned to the dojo, and even if he had seen it, he probably just pretended not to see it, but the old scholar didn't even spare the branches of the peach tree, and broke off dozens of peach branches.

So after Bai Ye returned to the thatched cottage, there was a sword specially handed out to the old scholar to see off guests.

Chen Ping'an asked curiously: "Did you use the Three Mountain Talisman to come to Ascension City?"

Cui Dongshan's little chicken pecked at the rice, "Sure enough, it's hard to escape Mr.'s eyes."

In his Yangshen body, he casually made up the identity of Yamazawa Yexiu, and entered the colorful world from Tongyezhou in a big way.

Together with the Du Miao of the Fuqi Sect and Yang Ningzhen, whose pseudonym was Yang Hengxing, they actually left Haoran Tianxia around the same time.

At that time, the gatekeeper of Tongyezhou was my uncle Zuo. Why, if you don’t accept it, do you also recognize him?

After Cui Dongshan entered Zanxin Tianxia, ​​he began to travel alone, and finally found a place that could be opened as a beautiful place for the next sect. He took possession of hundreds of miles of mountains and rivers as his own, and named a small hilltop "Dongshan".

In his free time, Cui Dongshan also painted two scrolls, clearly named "Mustard Seeds" and "Mountains and Rivers".

Relying on memory, the painting is dozens of feet long, and the painting covers millions of miles of magnificent mountains and rivers, but it is called "Mustard Seed".

But another scroll, which clearly only has a little ink, was named "Mountains and Rivers" by Cui Dongshan.

Cui Dongshan scratched his face and said regretfully: "When the students come here, they have served as matchmakers for several pairs of monks. To be the matchmakers, of course, those men and women need to be sincere, but even so, the students still failed to create this kind of person. Fang Tiandi's first couple on the mountain, if they were one step too late, they were really just one step too late, and they could only watch helplessly as that good fortune was missed."

Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "You are definitely not the only one who 'seems' to be a step too late. Bai Yujing in the east, as well as the masters hidden among the refugees in Fuyao Continent and Tongye Continent, have also made similar attempts, and they are destined to be the same. Failed. God’s will is unpredictable, and man’s calculations cannot be calculated by God. As long as you have a heart, you will definitely be a step slower. There is no solution to this matter. Don’t underestimate the great road of the world. You can only rely on the will of God to make your own decisions. , Dongshan, don’t do similar things in the future, it will be recorded and you will have to pay it back.”

Chen Ping'an raised his head to look at the sky and murmured: "God's will cannot be violated, it is not something that can be said casually."

Cui Dongshan nodded, "If this were not the case, I would follow my heart and choose the address of my next sect first, and then immediately rush back to the south to select one or two of the migrant refugees from Tongyezhou who are carrying the dragon spirit. Casting a wide net and supporting a few guys who are qualified to be the emperors of the world, I have really hit a wall in creating Taoist companions through human power, and I no longer dare to deliberately pursue the first 'humane merit'."

Chen Ping'an smiled and turned around to comfort him: "It seems like you are not doing anything, just be natural and go with the flow, maybe you will get some unexpected surprises."

Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "Listen to sir."

Heaven and earth were born.

Like a child, gradually enlightened.

A brand new world, with all kinds of wonders and wonders in the world, and opportunities arise everywhere.

The first Ancestral Hall on the mountain, where statues were hung and the gods were erected to offer incense, was acquired by Feisheng City.

Therefore, all sword cultivators in Feisheng City can actually receive invisible protection when traveling.

If it were not for this great blessing, the casualties among sword cultivators in the Ascension City would have increased several times in those mysterious landscapes where "weird" things were rampant.

The first Jade Pure Realm, the first Immortal Realm, and the first Ascension Realm in the colorful world.

And the number one person in the world recognized by the Colorful World Avenue.

They are all Ning Yao who is breaking through the situation like a rock.

In addition, Ning Yao is also a sword cultivator, so he has an additional gift.

In addition, she was the first monk to kill the "weird".

Who to compete with?

Therefore, even if a fourteenth-level monk from another world dares to venture into the colorful world, as long as he is questioned by Ning Yao, he may never come back.

Cui Dongshan asked: "Sir, do you have an idea about collecting gold and copper coins? Is there any progress?"

Chen Ping'an said helplessly: "I'm just worried."

If a sword cultivator wants to improve his natal flying sword, there are only two ways to go. One is to temper the flying sword. For example, sharpening the edge of the sword with the Dragon Slaying Platform is a shortcut. The other way is more difficult. It’s about finding out more of your natal magical powers. Chen Ping'an's Caged Bird and the earliest "Moon at the Bottom of the Well", through the battle with Han Yushu, the Immortal of Wanyao Sect, and later the battle of Tuoyue Mountain, raised the latter to a higher level, and they have what they are now. The "Moon in the Well", and relying on the Fourteenth Realm Taoism borrowed from Lu Chen, one sword had successfully divided hundreds of thousands of flying swords at that time. Chen Pingan did some rough deduction, and the future refining sword At the peak of "Jingguchi Yue", relying on Chen Ping'an's own high enough kendo realm, he can roughly support a million flying swords in one go.

In addition, Chen Ping'an had been trying to manifest the "truth" in the Dongtian Dojo in Xiandu Mountain with the help of Jing Zhongyue's many flying swords.

This means that Jing Zhongyue's refining not only has the final direction, one is to increase the number of flying swords, and the other is to find Jing Zhongyue's second natal magical power. Therefore, Chen Ping'an has a path from scratch at his feet. There are roads.

Only the bird in the cage has been stagnant.

But Chen Ping'an had an idea during his retreat, but he couldn't really try it for the time being. The reason was simple: lack of money.

And maybe this kind of "sword refining" is just a bottomless pit.

It's not that there is a lack of three kinds of fairy coins, but gold essence copper coins, or tracing back to the origin, it is the lack of fragments of the golden body of the mountain and water gods, or the shattered glazed golden body of the Overhaul soldiers after they were separated from the world.

The latter is a rare thing. When Du Mao failed to "ascend", in order to fight for one of the glass fragments, even Shen Gaozong Qizhen personally took action in Aquarius Continent.

The former is relatively simple, and it is only "relatively" speaking. In fact, in today's vast world, which dynasty does not want the fragments of the golden bodies of various gods? Which big sect doesn’t want to buy it? Who can really buy ordinary monks?

Because Chen Ping'an wants to truly elevate the caged bird that has become a small world of its own to a state where "the great circulation is flawless".

This requires Chen Pingan to create a complete river of time inside the caged bird!

In this realm, who is not a caged bird?

Liu Cai, who is still half-hidden, has two flying swords, specifically designed to restrain Chen Ping'an's two flying swords. Will you, Liu Cai, try it again then?

Whether you come to me or not, I will come to you.

Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "Zhang Lu Changshou is not an outsider."

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "I won't be polite to Changsheng."

Cui Dongshan couldn't hold back his laughter, "I'm afraid that Taoist Taoist Changshou will give them all in one go, which will make me sad too."

Chen Ping'an laughed at himself: "If this kind of thing is spread, I will probably be beaten."

Cui Dongshan asked: "Where's the Song family in Dali?"

Chen Ping'an said: "Of course I will speak, but I have to find a suitable opportunity to avoid being sat on and raise the price. After all, we are not the Gao brother from our Quan Mansion who likes to come to the door and be slaughtered."

Cui Dongshan whispered: "Where is the master's wife?"

Chen Pingan felt helpless and said nothing.

Ning Yao can kill more than one of the "weirds" in this world, except for one of the twelve ancient high-ranking people.

It's not that Chen Pingan is being pretentious, it's just that for some reason, something feels wrong.

Of course, there are also Aaizhou and Liuxiazhou. These two continents have not been affected by the war at all. The mountains and rivers are stable, and the local mountain and water gods of the two continents have not been damaged at all. This means that all the golden bodies in the hands of the great monks and large sects Fragments can be bought and sold, of course, provided the price is right and high enough. In addition, there are the Liu family of Ai Aizhou, Baofu Zhai, who had dealt with him once in Yuanyangzhu, and Tianyu Cave, where the heatstroke in Shu was, and the sect where the immortal Cong Qian lived, and this female immortal herself was one of the blessed places of pine mist. Lord, plus Baihua Blessed Land, and a certain Ascension Realm old monk who has been friends with the Great Dragon Qiu Longbeard Immortal Lord for many years... These people or Shantou are rumored to have different amounts of wealth. The key is gold and copper coins. The golden body fragments in their hands are not indispensable items. At most, they are waiting for a price, or they are looking for a buyer. It depends on their luck.

Cui Dongshan sighed, "If it weren't for mending mountains and rivers, Tongyezhou, where our next sect is located, is the best source of golden body fragments, and we can bargain at any price."

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Just don't think about this kind of thing."

Cui Dongshan asked: "When will Sir return to Xiandu Mountain?"

Chen Pingan said helplessly: "Just tonight."

Cui Dongshan stopped talking.

Chen Pingan said: "You guessed it right, I plan to take a look at the sycamore tree before the beginning of spring."

There are nine Xiongzhen Towers standing in the world, but only two of them have more symbolic meaning than actual use. Among them is the Demon Zhen Tower in Tongyezhou. It is similar to the "Baize Zhen Tower" and is in name only. It is really just a scholar. It's almost like doing some superficial work.

But there is something unusual about this demon-suppressing tower. It is not a building shape, but an ancient sycamore tree with infinite age. According to legend, this ancient tree is so old and has been around for so long. To put it simply, the founder of Shengsanjiao is older than the first person to practice Taoism in the world. Therefore, even senior brother Jun Qian once said that when he was young, he liked to travel around and had seen this towering tree.

Maybe, just a possibility, the only Taoist priest who can defeat this tree is the old Taoist master of Donghai Temple.

During the war, the old temple master did not take care of Haoran Tianxia at all. Instead, he gave the iron ring made by Taozu himself to help Haoran Tianxia protect the sycamore tree, and it was never touched by Wen Haizhou.

Cui Dongshan stopped talking.

Obviously, I am still worried about Mr. Xin’s choice.

This surprised Xiao Mo. The young master just went to take a look at the sycamore tree. For Sect Master Cui, why did it seem like he was going to Longtan, Tiger's Den, Mountains of Swords, and Seas of Fire?

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "I say everything depends on human effort, can it be the same as what you do?"

Cui Dongshan looked a little depressed.

Xiaomo became even more strange.

After that, Chen Ping'an did not return directly to the liquor store, but changed his mind temporarily. He led the two of them through Feisheng City in the wind and came to the boundary of Zifu Mountain. He dropped down and stood next to the ridge of a rice field. There were plants planted in the rice field. The Chongsi rice presented by Deng Liang is temporarily limited by the soil and can only be harvested once a year. However, it requires extremely high water and soil requirements and is difficult to plant. In the future, when the land is fertile, it can be harvested twice a year.

A young farm Qi practitioner rushed over immediately, with a wary look in his eyes, and asked: "Who are you? Don't you know the rules?"

The man in green shirt smiled and said, "My name is Chen Pingan."

The man was stunned on the spot. After he came to his senses, he asked in a low voice: "Will Lord Yin Guan stay for a long time?"

Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "Leave soon."

The man said hurriedly: "Yinguan, don't leave in a hurry. Wait for me to get the paper and pen. Don't be in a hurry."

Chen Pingan was confused.

Soon, the young monk who came to Feisheng City with his master to seek a living brought a brush dipped in ink and two seal books, and shamelessly asked with courage: "Master Yin Guan, can you write your name? It would be even better if you could add a few words of goodwill!"

Chen Pingan's face was full of embarrassment, as if it was the first time he had done such a thing.

I am not a world-renowned literary giant like Su Zi Liu Qi.

The young monk's face was full of hope. Chen Ping'an had no choice but to take the seal book and the brush, write his name on the pages of the Bai Sword Immortal Seal Book and the Jian Sword Immortal Seal Book respectively, and also write a message for each. After drying the ink, , handed it to the young monk. Unexpectedly, the other person's face turned red. He took the hand without haste, and asked tentatively: "Master Yin Guan, can you write the year, month and day again?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and wrote down the date again, adding four words at the end, "By the side of the field."

In fact, the smiling Chen Pingan was more embarrassed than the blushing young monk.

I made up my mind that I really can't do this kind of thing again.

The young man held a writing brush and a seal book in his arms, and thanked the approachable Yin Guan again and again.

Looking at the peasant monk who left happily, Cui Dongshan squatted on the field ridge with grass roots in his mouth.

Chen Ping'an sat aside, reached out and grabbed a handful of soil, held it in his hand, and said with a smile: "Okay, don't be depressed. It's not a big deal."

Cui Dongshan was still worried and said softly: "Sir, do you want all the merits you have saved so hard?"

With your temper, as long as you really go to that sycamore tree, you will definitely do that thing. Once you do that thing, not only will you be destined to earn no merit, but you will even lose all the merits in the Confucian Temple's merit book. .

Chen Pingan looked forward and said calmly: "Try to keep a little bit, it will be useful next time I come here. If it doesn't work, forget it."

Cui Dongshan chewed the roots of grass and asked: "If this happens, we will be stuck in the quagmire. What will happen to your practice, sir?"

Chen Pingan asked back: "Isn't it practice?"

Cui Dongshan was speechless.

Xiao Mo seemed to be listening to the two students playing riddles. Because he heard Cui Dongshan mention the master's practice, he couldn't help but ask: "Cui Dongshan, can you tell me something?"

Cui Dongshan sighed, "The star of the year revolves around the sun once, and twelve years is one period."

Xiaomo became more and more like falling clouds.

Cui Dongshan had no choice but to explain in detail: "When Tongyezhou fell, mountains, rivers and land sank, rituals and music collapsed, and under the deliberate persecution and pull of the barbarian army, all kinds of people's hearts were ugly, all kinds of rebellious behaviors, and countless people and things. Speaking of the children born during that period, how did they come about? Are their biological parents really husband and wife? No. No matter whether it is calculated from the day when the Savage World occupied Tongye Continent, or whether it is calculated again after the Demon Clan withdrew from the Haoran World, no matter Is there any difference whether it is already the first year or not yet? These children are destined to suffer this calamity anyway, and no one can escape it."

"If Tongyezhou was still the territory of the wild world, let's not talk about him. The origins of those children, in the eyes of the wild monks, are not unusual at all, but in the eyes of today's vast world, they will be heretics , is a kind of filthy bitch who may even curse a few words. Those children seem to be born with sins in this world. They should not be here, but they are here. Even if these children survive in the years to come, They have been able to withstand the criticism of others, withstand all kinds of insults that poke their spines, they have survived many man-made disasters, and they cannot escape "natural disasters", because even if they are lucky enough to grow up, they will never be restored to the orthodox mountains and rivers of Tongyezhou. Accepted by luck, not to mention what kind of practice, maybe just living is a kind of hardship. They may not necessarily die or die early, but they will definitely endure hardships in this life, a lot of hardships. Maybe their lives will be like this. I will always feel that life is worse than death, suffering for no reason, disasters that are inexplicable, and things that are just natural and unsatisfactory."

"They say you can forgive the sins committed by God, but you can't live if you do the sins yourself. But these children don't seem to have a choice."

"But if you don't take care of it, one era after another, after a period of sixty years, it will pass away just like the grass and trees in the mountains."

Cui Dongshan fell to the ground and said nothing.

Xiao Mo sat cross-legged and turned around to look.

Chen Pingan was sitting on the ridge of the field.

Xiaomo didn't hear any heroic words.

The man in green shirt just spoke softly.

"I don't think this is right."