when!

As the real-life clock waves echo, the towering and majestic mountain, which is the crown of the dragon spring, waves are rising.

It is not the flow of air, nor the spiritual qi, but the power of faith that is so rich that it turns into a substantial form of faith.

As the water waves splashed, there seemed to be shadows of various Arhats looming.

The Western Desert is the vastest world in the world, except for the endless seas, including hundreds of oasis and dozens of dynasties, and the most devout monks and believers in the world.

With hundreds of thousands of years of accumulation of faith, this holy mountain is truly like the Sumeru Mountain where immortals and Buddhas live in ancient legends.

"Yinghuo guards the heart, the image of Buddha's birth..."

It was so brilliant that it could not be seen directly in the Buddha's light, and it seemed that there was a voice that was circulating, but it immediately returned to silence.

And on the top of Nirvana Mountain, the magnificent temple group that stretches for hundreds of miles, accommodates tens of millions of monks,

Countless monks clasped their hands together, smiling, and thousands of people were like one, with uniform praise:

"My Buddha..."

...

...

A long night passed and the dark clouds had already dissipated. However, when the sun rose the next day, a heavy snow suddenly came!

Qianshan City is located in the southeast of Nanling and has a pleasant climate. It may not be a light snow for dozens or hundreds of years. At this moment, heavy snow fell sharply.

In Qianshan City under heavy snow, someone wrapped his clothes and began to clean up the snow along the streets.

Some people are buying firewood, charcoal, while others are chasing this rare heavy snow.

But more of it is crying.

"Oh my God! Are you also sad about the passing of Dragon God?!"

"Dragon God! You protect the world, but you are killed by this. Is it true that God is going to destroy my Qianshan City?!"

"Dragon God, Dragon God..."

...

With Longzi Temple in the city as the core, the crying sounds are endless. Innumerable believers in Longzi Temple kneel on the ground, crying bitterly, and cursing with evil voices.

"Ignorance, extremely ignorant!"

Listening to the mourning and cursing coming from the streets and alleys, Yan Xia was trembling all over, and he wished he could come forward and shout.

But he was stopped by Jiang Shentong.

"The people are ignorant because they are bewitched. This is not their fault. It is the city lord's mansion, the big and small families in the city, the Qianyuan Dynasty, and..."

Jiang Shentong sighed:

"These people are ignorant of the big words, and are often influenced by the evil dragon rice and flour for many years, and cannot be reversed overnight..."

The crying sounds seemed to be contagious, and many people came to Longzi Temple spontaneously, and the crying and incense enveloped the whole city.

"It shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be like this..."

Yan Xia clenched his fist tightly, feeling that his anger could not be suppressed, but he had no way to vent his anger, and he almost wanted to explode.

"This is the world, what can I do..."

Looking at the endless crowds of people crying and looking at the Longzi Temple where there is still incense, Jiang Shentong was silent.

Under the prosperity, there are always scars that are difficult to see directly. The city of Qianshan is like this and the world is like this.

"But, it's not that bad..."

He stood silently, and couldn't help but recall the Nanling Sword Immortal who had last night. In this world, there was no extreme evil.

Yan Xia looked at the mourning team unwillingly and listened to the crowd who kept scolding.

In order to kill the dragon, the master almost died in this city, but became the evil thief they called...

"Let's go..."

After a long time, Jiang Shentong sighed and turned around and walked towards the city gate.

"Go, where to go?"

"Night patrol, Liujia protects her body!"

Jiang Shentong patted his cheek, making him look more excited:

"Kill what should be killed, save what should be saved!"

“Is it useful…”

Yan Xia was a little silent and was hit hard.

"There will be... right?"

...

The crying sounds came one after another, and no one cared about the departure of the two.

There was only a certain restaurant by the window, where Yang Yu raised his glass and gave it to him from afar.

He seemed to have not realized the crying sounds all over the city.

After drinking all the wine in his glass, Yang Yu turned around and left, returning to his nameless temple where there was almost no incense.

The dull Yuan Ben was cleaning the snow and seeing Yang Yu return, he saluted respectfully.

"Is it so lively outside today, haven't you gone out to see it?"

Yu Yang spoke.

"cold."

Yuanben answer.

"Don't sweep it, go back to the room and sleep for a while. At such a young age, I won't sleep in."

Yu Yang sighed.

“Not swept clean.”

Yuan Ben cherishes his words like gold, and does not leave, and still carefully sweeps the snow on the ground.

"call!"

Yang Yu raised his sleeves and the invisible energy spread out, sweeping out all the snow in the small temple:

“Clean.”

“…”

Yuanmoto stared blankly at the broom in his hand:

"oh."

"The four deceased fates..."

Looking at Yuan Ben who was returning to his room, Yang Yu wanted to change his fate, but he still did not move.

Hold on to the way and practice what you do.

Any Taoist fruit and level have various harsh conditions. Although the fate of the Yuanzhu is extremely poor, it is why the four waste Taoist fruits are obtained.

If he easily changes his fate, it will have an impact.

"Study slowly..."

Yang Yu took a deep breath, and his rays of spiritual qi had been sucked into his mouth and nose.

Spiritual Qi is free.

But this is only temporary.

Qianshan Mansion and even the Qianyuan Dynasty were all private property of Cangjiangmen. A large number of families with all sizes will continue to be replaced.

However, in the past or two days, the master of magic power in the city cheered and breathed hard.

"call!"

Before the increasingly miraculous statue of the god, Yang Yu sat cross-legged, his mind changed and he had fallen back into his heart.

A round of stars is like a full moon, and its light is so strong that it almost shines through the sea of ​​heart. The gluttonous diet seems to feel something, and it keeps buzzing and trembling.

【Big Dipper】

[A pretty good-for-all killing feast, with the burning light of all kinds of incense, attracted the light of the Big Dipper to fall...]

On the tripod of gluttony, various words flow down.

Beidou has been completely triggered by him.

At this moment, you don’t need the guidance of the Gluttony Cauldron. Just touching the starlight in the sea of ​​heart, you can sense the direction of the Beidou Dao Fruit.

He could take the initiative to search, or continue to burn incense and wait for it to come.
To be continued...