All the way to the west.

A month later, Xu Yang entered a mundane realm.

A small border town, at the gate of the village and town, a piece of bluestone standing on the ground is inscribed with three words: "Luoshui Town." ”

What made Xu Yang feel strange was that there was a depression in the town of Luoshui, almost everyone went to the town, and the rest were some old and frail people.

"When...... When ......" came from a small blacksmith's shop.

Xu Yang went to find a sound and saw a gray-haired old master with fairly strong muscles, beating the red iron bumps.

"Master blacksmith, excuse me. Xu Yang hugged his fists.

Seeing that someone was coming, the blacksmith master glanced at it, wiped the sweat on his face with a wet towel hanging around his neck, and then said with a serious face: "Young man, look at what you are wearing is from other places." This town is not a place to visit the mountains and rivers, if you want to survive, you have to hurry up and go back to where you came from. ”

After speaking, the blacksmith master didn't look at Xu Yang, his eyes focused on the red iron lump again, and he raised the hammer in his hand and beat it decisively.

When, when.

The rhythmic beating sound seems to tell a story, and the splashing sparks are always short-lived, from bright to dim.

Although Xu Yang is not very old, after entering the path of cultivation, all kinds of human experiences are far beyond what ordinary people in the mortal world know in their lives.

Xu Yang could see from the other party's frowning brows that this master had a story in his heart, and most of it was a sad story.

Xu Yang said respectfully: "Master, I am a freewheeling wanderer, I happened to pass by here, I originally wanted to rest in the tea shops in the town, but I found that the tea shops in the town were closed. ”

The blacksmith master put down the work in his hand, looked Xu Yang up and down carefully, and whispered in his mouth: "If my son hadn't died, he would have been about the same age as you." There's water in the barrel over there, so go drink it yourself. After drinking, fill some with water bladders and get out of here as soon as possible. ”

"Thank you. Xu Yang thanked him, then walked to the wooden barrel on the ground on the side, and took a few big sips of water with the scoop floating in it.

The water temperature is slightly cool, but the water quality is a little turbid, and the entrance can quench your thirst.

"Quench your thirst. Xu Yang whispered.

Xu Yang asked: "Master, you kindly reminded me to leave this place quickly, isn't there any danger here?" If you need help with anything, I, Xu Yang, am willing to help wholeheartedly. The grace of scooping water should be remembered. ”

The blacksmith first sighed, and then said, "Ten miles north of this town, there is a big river called the 'Lu River'. Every year during the rainy season, the water of the Lu River rises. The water of the Dew River is good, and it is used to irrigate the fertile fields and feed the people for hundreds of miles around, but if the water god of the Dew River is angry, it will flood, and the people around it will suffer from flooding. Therefore, every year before the rainy season, the surrounding people will worship the river god. But in the process of sacrificing to the river god this year, a huge monster appeared, and the sacrificial crowd ate on the spot. And the monster also damaged the embankment of the Lu River. Seeing that the rainy season is coming, the river embankment is damaged, and the flood is not removed, and this downwater town will become a vast ocean. So, everyone who can walk is gone. All that was left behind were some old immortal guys like me. ”

After a pause, the blacksmith master said with tears in his eyes: "It's a pity that my only son died in the sacrificial crowd. ”

"Thank you for telling me the details, I'm really sorry for the sad things that have aroused you. Xu Yang's eyes were shining, deeply sympathetic, and said sincerely.

The blacksmith wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and then turned his head to see that the young man in green had disappeared.

Ten miles north of the town of Falling Water.

A great river stretched across the earth, and it looked like one from above

The unruly silver dragon.

At this moment, on the river beach, a green vine light and shadow quietly appeared out of thin air. When the light and shadow of the green vine disappear, Xu Yang's body appears.

"Look at that big river, it should be the Lu River in the mouth of the blacksmith master," Xu Yang stood in place, his divine sense poked out, and his eyes were wide, "What is that? There are still a few people repairing the river embankment." ”

Xu Yang walked over generously and clearly saw a dozen tanned cloth-clothed monks holding shovels, iron pickaxes, wooden baskets and other tools to fill in the soil and repair the embankment. There was a large gap in the embankment, as if it had been hit hard.

Seeing someone coming, one of the ordinary-looking middle-aged monks stopped what he was doing and greeted him.

"This little benefactor, please stay. The middle-aged monk stopped Xu Yang and clasped his hands together.

Xu Yang clenched his fists slightly, "I've seen this master." ”

"The embankment here is damaged and there is a danger of collapse at any time. For your safety, please stay away from the donor. This is not the place to see the scenery. The middle-aged monk said bluntly.

Xu Yang didn't need his divine sense to probe, but with the power of his gaze, he could see the general idea of this middle-aged monk, "There is a faint aura in his body, which should be regarded as the cultivation of the qi transformation period." However, there is no innate spiritual vein in his body, and his martial body will never be able to go any further and reach the spiritual realm. ”

The realm level of a person who cultivates the truth is divided from low to high, entering the spiritual realm, transforming into the void realm, cultivating the Yuan realm, the true pill realm, the Yuan soul realm, and so on. Before entering the spiritual realm, there was a period of qi transformation that could not be regarded as a true cultivation level.

The Qi Transformation Period is very common among mortals, and some mortal martial artists are good at cultivating internal strength with Qi transformation, which is much more powerful than ordinary mortals. During the qi transformation period, it is also possible to split stones with one hand. But compared with those who cultivate the truth, it is the difference between cloud and mud.

"Thank you for reminding me, in Xiaxuyang, I heard that someone here is repairing the river embankment, and I am here to help. ”

"The poor monk's law is called "Wuxin", thanks to the kindness of Lord Xu, we poor monks have rough skin and thick meat, and we are used to hard work on weekdays. Look at the benefactor's wealth and wealth, it must be the son of a family, and the manual work here is really not suitable for you to do. ”

After a pause, the middle-aged monk continued: "The poor monk is telling the truth, and there is a man-eating demon beast lurking in this river, and it is a worry about life if you stay here for a long time. If it hurts you or anything worse, it's the sin of the poor monk. ”

At this moment, Xu Yang had already used a secret method to seal the fluctuations of his body, and he looked like he was just an ordinary person.

Under normal circumstances, in front of ordinary people, cultivators will hide their cultivation, which is also an unwritten rule in the cultivation world.

First, I am afraid that it will mess up the mortal world, and second, if a person who cultivates the truth is too close to the mundane, it will damage his state of mind, thus generating inner demons.

Hearing this middle-aged monk call himself "Wuxin", Xu Yang couldn't help but secretly wonder in his heart: "The little monk Jinyu said that the blind material for refining the "Sanssouci Pill" is "Heartless Tears", is it related to the "Heartless" monk in front of him. ”

Xu Yang said: "The restoration project of this river embankment is huge, and it is difficult for only a dozen or so people to repair it before the rainy season comes. And there are still water monsters lurking in this river, why are you so persistent, Master Wuxin?"

Monk Wuxin said: "We were originally monks from the "Dew Temple" on Phoenix Mountain, ten miles away from here. On weekdays, we all make ends meet in nearby villages and towns, and some incense money donated to us by good men and women in villages and towns to live. Although we believe in the Buddha in our hearts, we still have to be the ones who eat. It can be said that the people here are our food and clothing parents. Right now, the river embankment is being destroyed, and no one dares to repair it because of the water monster. Time drags on, and the rainy season is getting closer and closer. At that time, as soon as the flood comes, the river embankment will be in danger. There are still some old and infirm people in the villages and towns within a radius of 100 miles who have not left, and if they can strengthen the embankment, it is possible to reduce the loss

。 If God is kind and the rain can be lighter than in previous years, even if the embankment is not repaired perfectly, it is possible to survive. As long as there is a possibility, we will not give up. As for the water monsters, they can't take care of that much anymore. However, I have prepared some means to deal with it. ”

Xu Yang nodded, thinking: "Isn't this heartless monk a "living Buddha" who has a Buddha heart, knows how to be grateful, and knows how to help others? At this moment, he is not a mortal. ”

At this moment, the image of the heartless monk rose tall in Xu Yang's heart.

Xu Yang said: "Since this is the case, I won't disturb the unintentional master to work." ”

After speaking, Xu Yang said goodbye and turned to leave.

The heartless monk looked at Xu Yang's departing back and whispered, "Xu Yang, it's a good name." ”

Early the next morning, Monk Wuxin received some utensils from the blacksmith master of Luoshui Town to pile up earth and build embankments, and led a dozen or so young monks to continue to strengthen the embankment.

Around noon.

The west wind suddenly rose, and dark clouds rolled and spread all over the sky.

Click, click, click.

Dark clouds spit out electric snakes, and rain pours down.

"It's not good, the embankment is not tamped yet, and it will break down when it is washed away by the rain. One of the little monks exclaimed.

"Oops, the straw mats that were on the embankment to keep the water out were washed away. ”

"The gaps that had been patched up were starting to crumble. ”

The heartless monk led a dozen or so little monks, busy for a while, but to no avail.

The rain was like a beast, tearing open the gap in the riverbank.

In the heavy rain, the monk Wuxin knelt on his knees, the rain and tears were intertwined, and he folded his hands and said: "Buddha in my heart, if you can see it, please remove the wind and rain of this day." Mimima, mama, ......"

The mindless monk recited the sutra reverently.

The dozen or so monks also knelt on the ground and accompanied the Wuxin monk to recite the scriptures together.

The sound of rain, thunder, and scriptures are mixed together, and I wonder if the Buddha gods in the distance can hear it.

There was no other way, these dozen people were completely unable to fight the rain of this day, and all that was left was prayer.

Suddenly, the river rolled and the levees shook.

The surface of the water makes a splash ten feet high.

Immediately after, a pitch-black demonic aura rushed straight into the sky. A large black fish with a single horn and a large black fish with a single horn jumped out of the water in the face of a lightning bolt falling from the sky.

The strange thing is that the one-horned black fish swallowed a bolt of lightning directly into its mouth with one mouth. A torn arc of electricity spilled out of the mouth of the one-horned black fish, and the spines rattled.

"Water monsters, water monsters. A little monk was the first to exclaim.

"Everyone, hurry back, this is a man-eating water monster, and the people who sacrificed before must have been swallowed by this evil animal. The heartless monk said loudly.

When a dozen or so little monks heard this, they didn't care about chanting the scriptures, and ran towards the bottom of the river embankment.

The unintentional monk did not retreat, he stood up, looked at the big black fish making waves in the river, and said with a determined look: "It must be you, the water monster, that attracted the rain of this day." You cannibalistic beast, the poor monk has overtaken you today. ”

The heartless monk shouted, and rushed to the water's edge without hesitation.

After a while, the unintentional monk found a stack of pale gold talismans in his cuffs.

"These demon-slaying talismans from the merchants of Golden Buddha Township must be useful. ”

The heartless monk blessed a spiritual aura in his body on the talisman in his hand, and golden light patterns flashed on the talisman.

"Big guy, look at the moves. ”

With a wave of one hand, dozens of talismans fell from the sky like golden ribbons and shrouded the river.