Zhang Yuan and Qin Siyu returned to their dormitory after reporting to Director Xiao Mian and returning to the team, Zhang Yuan's mood was a little uncomfortable, he felt that his understanding of human nature was much deeper, and the mortal couples who helped each other to the old lived and died together, while the saints who were high above regarded life like ants.

This has to start from the night a few days ago, after the fall of Buzhou Mountain, the sky was dumped Buzhou Mountain cut a hole, no less than tens of thousands of acres of square size, and several sages of the flood also appeared in time at the breach, just looking at the two lich clans under their feet when there were too many remains, they all chose to watch the fire from the other side, waiting for the monstrous flood to swallow up the lives one after another.

Zhang Yuan couldn't stand it anymore, and flew up to the saints, "I originally thought that Nuwa Niangniang was a member of the demon clan, but there were many misunderstandings before, Zhang Yuan is here to make amends to Nuwa Niangniang!"

Zhang Yuan is so sarcastic and sarcastic, how can Nuwa not be angry, she is indeed a demon clan, but what can she do? Oppose the saints, although he has become holy, he is not immortal, he can't die, the future demon emperor Lu Jian still needs to take care of himself, besides, he has become a saint and got out of the low-level life state, it can also be said that he is no longer a demon clan.

Among the saints, some people were moved by Zhang Yuan's words, and since they established their own teachings, they think that all things are the same, and they can practice clear mindfulness, and they have always been taught without class, but now what are the differences between the beings under their feet, why do they treat them differently?

Thinking of this, the Tongtian Sect Master sacrificed the Qingping Sword to release his power to block the monstrous flood, opening up a safe place for the lich beings.

Although the lich beings were dying and struggling at the foot of Buzhou Mountain, they still heard the conversation between Zhang Yuan and the saints in the sky, and they were secretly grateful to Zhang Yuan and the Tongtian Sect Master in their hearts, which made many more people go to the sect to worship in the future.

Since the Tongtian Sect Master had already made a move, the other saints had no choice but to stand idly by, and they took action one after another, and Yuan Shi Tianzun saw that the flood had been controlled by everyone, and there were still many remnants of the lich below, so he secretly blamed Zhang Yuan for being nosy, but now he couldn't do anything, but he immediately put it away after seeing the half-cut mountain that fell to the ground, and then he stepped in to help stop the flood.

The quasi-Tidao person saw everything in the eyes of Yuan Shi Tianzun, and regretted it in his heart, why did he not take Buzhou Mountain away first.

At this time, a Taoist boy flew from the outside of the sky, and the person arrived before the sound came, "The Dao Ancestor has a will, start immediately, the demon clan is disbanded, the Wu clan retreats to the ancestral witch hall, and Zhang Yuan helps Nuwa refine stones to make up the sky!"

"Respect the Teacher's Decree!" replied the saints.

Since Hongjun asked himself to help Nuwa, then Hongjun must know that he has the Qiankun Ding in his hands, and without the innate refining of the Qiankun Ding, it is difficult for the soil in Nuwa's hands to be refined into colorful divine stones.

After Zhang Yuan took out the Qiankun Ding, the saints were hot again, such an innate spirit treasure is not even worse than the innate treasure, with the Qiankun Ding, then there is the guarantee of the innate spirit treasure, this is the first innate spirit treasure!

Although the eyes of the saints are hot, it is not a good time to compete at the moment, and it is better to wait for Nuwa to make up for the sky.

With the help of the saints, Nuwa mended the sky much faster, but when Nuwa was about to fill in the last piece of the colorful divine stone, Zhang Yuan was puzzled, Nuwa mended the sky and never left the colorful divine stone, but where did the famous Monkey King come from, he couldn't let history change, so he stopped Nuwa's action, "Niangniang, wait a minute!"

"What?"

"Niangniang is so great and desolate, how can she not leave something to commemorate?"

"This colorful divine stone is an innate thing, and it can't be left behind!"

"I am willing to exchange the innate magic weapon red hydrangea for the colorful divine stone in the hands of Niangniang to stay in the wilderness, in order to commemorate Niangniang's great achievement, if the saints dare to steal it privately, it is the enemy of Niangniang, under the saint, no one dares to offend Niangniang!"

When the saints heard that Zhang Yuan used the word steal to describe himself, they were unhappy for a while, and they all turned their faces away and snorted secretly because they were dissatisfied.

Nuwa felt that Zhang Yuan's idea made some sense, so she threw the colorful divine stone in the direction of the East China Sea, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

After refining a piece of multicolored divine stone again, the sky was finally made up by the saints, but without the support of this Buzhou Mountain, the sky was sinking slightly, although it was sinking very slowly, but in the long run, one day heaven and earth would meet and return to chaos.

In order not to return the Flood Desolate Continent to chaos, the saints could only look for this pillar that supported heaven and earth again.

"The last time I passed through the South China Sea, I saw a giant tortoise practicing here, and the four legs of this giant tortoise were enough to support this piece of heaven and earth. Yuan Shi Tianzun interjected.

The Tongtian Sect Master first disagreed with his senior brother's proposal, "How can you be so cruel to living beings, senior brother, I see that you have taken away Buzhou Mountain, if we repair it together, there may be a possibility of restoration, that giant turtle and I have no grievances, I am afraid that it is inappropriate to act like this!"

"Now that all the saints have consumed a lot, how to repair Buzhou Mountain, this matter is decided!

"Senior brother, go on your own, I don't care about such a hurtful thing!" After the Tongtian Sect Master finished speaking, he directly drove back to the Biyou Palace on Jinao Island.

The rest of the saints were preparing to go to the South China Sea to kill the giant tortoise, it seemed that everyone collectively had lost their memory, and completely forgot to return the Qiankun Ding to Zhang Yuan, and Zhang Yuan also had to remind him loudly, "Senior brothers, I won't go if my cultivation is shallow, do you want to return the Qiankun Ding to me?"

Zhang Yuan asked for Qiankun Ding so that the saints didn't know how to speak, it was still impossible, such an important innate spirit treasure must be in the hands of himself and others, but it was so clear that it would damage his image, so everyone was collectively silent.

Among the saints, if you want to say that the thickest skin is the quasi-Daoist, seeing that no one spoke, the quasi-Daoist spoke up, "Senior Brother Zhang Yuan, this Qiankun Ding can't exert its strength in your hands, and this innate spiritual treasure is related to us, so this Qiankun Ding will be kept by all senior brothers in the future!"

"Hehe! This is to be robbed openly! Who else does this mean except Zhun Ti, you can give it a try, you can't rob this Qiankun Ding. ”

Zhang Yuan's tone was a little arrogant, Yuan Shi Tianzun saw that the quasi-Daoist was looking at him and waiting for him to come forward to support him, and he had always been angry about Zhang Yuan's last time swallowing his acquired merit treasure three treasure jade Ruyi, so he also spoke, "Zhang Yuan, don't be arrogant, and let the senior brother weigh how much ability you have to be so unscrupulous." ”

With Yuan Shi Tianzun coming forward to block Zhang Yuan, the quasi-Daoist directly flashed to Nuwa's side and grabbed Qiankun Ding into his hands.

When Qiankun Ding arrived, there was a dark excitement in the hearts of the Quasi-Ti Daoists, but they were not happy for too long, and a spatial crack appeared next to the Qiankun Ding, and a terrifying suction came, and the Quasi-Ti Dao people could no longer control the Qiankun Ding, and the Qiankun Ding flew towards the crack.

How could the quasi-Tidao person let the duck in his hand fly away, accumulate all the mana in his hand, and compete with the crack for the control of Qiankun Ding, but even if the quasi-Tidao person used all his strength, he couldn't let Qiankun Ding stop a bit, and still flew towards the spatial crack.

In the blink of an eye, Qiankun Ding had already flown into the crack, and one of the palms of the quasi-Daoist entered the crack together, after Qiankun Ding entered the spatial crack, the spatial crack immediately closed, and the palm of the quasi-Daoist was also cut down, leaving it in Zhang Yuan's space-time storage warehouse.

The severed palm of the quasi-Daoist was quickly repaired, but such an ending surprised the saints, Zhang Yuan, a mortal who had not even reached the fairy realm, could actually hurt the saint of the hall, and also cut off a hand full of mana, and the saints finally changed their faces, and even wondered if the decision they made at the beginning was a bit hasty.

"Don't think that the saint is already immortal, only by keeping a low profile can he live longer!" Although Zhang Yuan said this to the quasi-Daoist, after finishing speaking, the afterglow of his eyes swept towards Yuan Shi Tianzun, full of a strong sense of warning.

After leaving a sentence full of meaning, Zhang Yuan withdrew from the space-time contact instrument, and after Zhang Yuan left, the senior brother Taishang Laojun finally spoke, "In the future, treat Zhang Yuan as if you and I were treated, I once heard what Haotian said, Zhang Yuan sat on the seventh futon, and the teacher did not refuse, such a signal is already obvious." ”

It was the first time that the saints had heard that Zhang Yuan was also sitting on the futon, thinking about the achievements of the people on the futon now, they really couldn't look at Zhang Yuan with the old eyes.

After Zhang Yuan withdrew from the space-time contact device, he almost threw away the mobile phone in his hand in anger, is this the saint he did? It's just a group of robbers and a group of scoundrels.

Turning his head to look at Qin Siyu, he found that she had fallen asleep on her shoulder, thinking of Staff Officer Hu's parents again, Zhang Yuan cherished Qin Siyu more and more, only by grasping the person in front of him, don't wait until you lose it to regret it.

Zhang Yuan stretched out his right arm and wrapped Qin Siyu tightly around him, so that she could better hide between her warm chest and let herself shelter him from the wind and rain.

Recalling the experience of going out on a mission in the past few days, there are really sorrows and joys, but what Zhang Yuan doesn't understand is why people only understand what they need when they are close to the end of their lives, and when they are in their prime, they will always chase some meaningless things outside the body.

Perhaps, it is after the Flood Desolation Continent that the saints of the Flood Desolation Continent have endless lives that they chase something that is completely useless to them, in order to be able to reach the Quartet in the Flood Desolation, they ignore the death of the two lich clans, for the sake of an innate spirit treasure, they can be cheeky and turn into a robber, this is the saint, some saints who should have no desires and no desires.

Shaking his head, Zhang Yuan drove the chaotic thoughts out of his mind, and at this time, a pair of weak little hands gently pressed on Zhang Yuan's temples.

Qin Siyu may have discovered Zhang Yuan's sorrow and wanted to relieve Zhang Yuan's depression through his own massage.

"Siyu, thank you! It's good to have you by your side!"

"We're husband and wife!"

"Hmm!"

Zhang Yuan held Qin Siyu's hand in his hand, feeling this rare warm moment, but the ringing of the phone disturbed the sweetness between the two.