"well."

With a long sigh, Jiang Xiazi looked sincere:

"My fellow Taoist is kind-hearted, I can't bear to deceive you. In fact, I have to come here..."

"Have you ever come?"

Su Ming was even more curious:

"I don't know my friend..."

"To be honest with fellow Taoists, I came here to find a 'mysterious realm'..."

"The realm of mysterious martial arts?"

Su Ming was stunned. This was a word he had never heard of before. It was also an extremely obscure and ancient word in Taoist literature.

"Fellow Taoist does not know the realm of mysterious skills?"

Seeing that he was full of doubt, Jiang Xiazi was shocked and couldn't help but scream in pain in his heart.

He is possessed of the fruit of Tao and is only one line away from being promoted to the ten capitals. Even in the "Blessed Land of Reincarnation", he is an extraordinary person.

Such a person can be considered a true seed no matter what kind of force he is in.

If he doesn't even know the realm of mysterious skills, it can only mean...

‘No wonder the spiritual energy here is so thin…’

After a bitter heart, Jiang Xiazi still felt a little hope and explained:

"In ancient times, people have a life span, and heaven has great disasters. Every endless years, the heaven and earth will come to an end. At that time, both gods and demons will be destroyed, immortals and Buddhas will not exist, the great way will hide, and the heaven will collapse..."

"Great disaster."

Su Ming nodded.

There are many descriptions of the great catastrophe in Buddhist scriptures. Only by fully understanding the Buddhist scriptures can you have hope of transcending the great catastrophe.

Seeing him nodding, Jiang Xiazi breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that this monk would not even know what the great disaster was...

"According to ancient books, similar catastrophes have occurred nine times. Each time, the sky will collapse and the earth will break, the stars will be extinguished, and countless immortals and demons will fall..."

Jiang Xiazi tried to be concise and concise:

"No one will be willing to die, even more so, gods, demons, immortals and Buddhas! But under the great disaster, the way of heaven will collapse, and no gods or demons can resist it.

Naturally, there are countless ways to deal with disasters, and they are born..."

Su Ming nodded, this is human nature.

"...The mysterious realm is one of the methods to avoid disasters! According to legend, this is the method of responding to disasters opened by a supreme master. It is said that it is a method of self-destruction, when the soul collapses with the destruction of heaven, and strives to be reborn as the reshaping of heaven..."

"Of course, no one knows whether there are gods and demons who really survive with this method. However, the 'mysterious realm' they left with this method is one of the greatest luck left to the younger generation..."

After saying a long passage, Jiang Xiazi's eyes couldn't help but dim, because the little monk in front of him looked confused...

"Really, I haven't heard of it?"

"It's a bit similar to the Immortal Magic Fantasy Realm?"

Su Ming was not sure.

"Immortal Magic Fantasy..."

Jiang Xiazi grabbed the back of his hand with an excited expression:

"Fellow Taoist teaches me!"

...

...

The heavy snow and snow that had been going on for days finally stopped.

The streets of Heishan City, which have been deserted for many days, have become more popular. In addition to clearing the snow-covered yamen runners, many vendors have also set up stalls early.

"I haven't eaten breakfast together for many years..."

Holding a bowl of hot porridge and sucking a mouthful, Zhu Shisan sighed a little.

He and Yu Yang were the same group of yamen runners. The yamen runners were not officials, but servants, and had no food. Most of the time, they ate at home and were too busy to get busy, so they would come out to have some breakfast.

“Those years, not many.”

Prison Yang is very disgusting, but he also feels a little emotional.

A bowl of porridge, two steamed buns, and five copper coins were a meal, which was quite luxurious for him at that time.

Compared to porridge and rice, he ate more dirt in those two years...

"At that time, we were all poor..."

Zhu Shisan smiled:

"It's strange that snow disasters have been severe over the years, and almost all towns have suffered disasters. Only ours has a bumper harvest every year..."

This is naturally the reason for the nourishment of spiritual qi.

Yang Yu knew very well that his "living treasure brother" had the ability to gather spiritual energy and nourished it for ten years. Heishan City is a hundred miles in a radius, and it is almost a treasure land.

Not to mention snow disasters, coupled with severe droughts, there will be a bumper harvest.

"After I leave, Montenegro will be taken care of by you."

Yu Yang calmed down.

He had been staying in Heishan City for more than two months. First, his mother-in-law had not given birth for a long time and was difficult to walk.

Secondly, we naturally need to arrange these villagers.

In recent years, he has actually arranged a lot of people inside and outside Heishan City. In addition to Xiao Wu, the Living Dead, and Bai He, Yu Jing's junior brother is there.

Wang Mu's disciples have extremely high methods. Not only Yu Jing is a great master, but also two other master-level disciples.

Therefore, even if the changes in Heishan City are quite common, the people who are spying on them will be mostly sent away.

But if you pick up the old man, those people may not be willing to guard this small town.

Therefore, during this period, he not only repaired the secret injuries for Weihe, but also helped him to go further, but also changed the fate of many people.

"Don't worry."

Zhu Shisan nodded, and was about to brag about his progress these days when he saw Xiao Wu trot over.

"Master Yang, the old man called you back!"

"have to!"

After drinking the hot porridge in one sip, Yang Yu stood up and said goodbye.

"That boy is having a fuss again?"

Yu Yang asked casually.

"you do not say!"

Xiao Wu smiled bitterly:

"Your young master is so energetic..."

More than just prosperity?

It's simply terrifying!

The two of them were walking very quickly. When they approached the alley, they were seeing the collapse of the Land Temple...

This is the land temple with more than ten Vajra Talismans attached to it after reinforcement...

"Stop, stop... little boy..."

In the dust all over the sky, Jing Yi protected Grandma Yang with expressionless face. The old man was holding his shoes and angrily chasing the little guy.

“…”

After rubbing his temples, Yang Yu walked forward expressionlessly.

"ah!"

The laughter came to an abrupt end, and the little guy fell into a scattered stutter.

Unlike the old man who has a loud thunder and a little rain, his brother is really fighting...

"I, I'll just push it..."

Seeing that the little devil was being held in Yang Yu's arms like a quail, the old man breathed a sigh of relief:

"Fight, beat hard! This little boy..."

"This time, it seems that I really don't blame me..."

He raised his hand high and gently put it down. Yang Yu's eyes turned and he saw something that others could not see.

That fluctuation comes from...
Chapter completed!