The Southern Regions affair came to an end, and it was a new journey, and Ye Chen set foot on the land of the Western Desert as he wished.

This time, his figure was not lonely, there were six more figures on his side, reflecting six oblique shadows in the sunset, hooking shoulders and backs, talking and laughing all the way, and Huang Duanzi chatted happily.

The Western Desert is not smaller than the Southern Regions, the land is vast, the plains are vast, there are many giant mountains, there are also large rivers in the vertical and horizontal, the long river is rolling, carrying the dust of history, witnessing the vicissitudes of life.

Different from the Southern Regions, this Western Desert has a touch of solemnity and peace, and in the flying spiritual power, there is an additional power of faith, like a holy coat, covering this land.

There are many temples in the West Desert, it is the holy place of the Buddha, all living beings worship the Buddha sincerely, and gather surging thoughts to the Buddha, in the eyes of the world, they are the Buddha, and mortals kneel down to worship, praying for peace.

Three days later, on the night, the seven of them stepped into the first ancient city since entering the Western Desert: the City of Mercy.

Every ancient city has its legends, and this city of mercy is no exception, according to legend, in ancient times, a venerable man came here to spread the Buddha's way, and once again achieved positive results, and later generations called the Venerable of Compassion.

The name of this ancient city was handed down at that time, and it was intended to warn the world to be compassionate.

Entering the city, the seven people smelled the smell of incense, the incense was vigorous, permeating the entire ancient city of mercy, as if entering not an ancient city, but a temple, and there was incense everywhere.

"The Southern Regions were very lively a few days ago!" "Even if the incense is vigorous, it is still in the red world, where people gather, there are legends, and the city of mercy at night is full of discussions.

"The Holy Sacrament has gone, can it not be lively?" The tea stall and wine shop, there is no shortage of sighs and tongue smacking, "His way has confirmed a truth, and some of his places will be lively." ”

"The grand meeting of all races was a mess because of him, too many races of princes were destroyed, and it also caused the four emperors to tribulate, for him, all of them almost went to war, and they all carried the emperor's soldiers over. ”

"It's ridiculous that the golden crow and the prince of Kunpeng, the holy body is gone, they still have to find excitement, they were killed back to the carbine, not to mention their own death, but also affected the clansmen, and the casualties were not small. ”

"Especially the prince of Kunpeng, I heard that the holy body was infiltrated into the Kunpeng clan and forcibly taken captive, and it was because of this that the Kunpeng ancestor was furious, called on all the clans, and made a wanted warrant for all the clans. ”

"It's a pity that the Eucharist is weak. "Sighs came and went, "I heard that in order to catch him, more than 5,000 races participated, and there were nine quasi-emperors, and nine extreme emperor soldiers were moved, and the holy body was killed again and again, but it was difficult to escape death, and he was buried in the underworld, which is also considered to be safe." ”

"When it comes to the underworld, it's really weird. At the mention of the name of the forbidden area, too many people couldn't help but shudder, "Counting the Holy Body, four died, and each of them died extremely miserably!"

"I'm amazed, why are there legends of you everywhere. The little ape emperor was carrying an endless iron rod, and glanced at Ye Chen angrily, "Can you make us also popular." ”

"Fellow Daoist, have you ever seen this woman? Ye Chen directly ignored the words of the little ape emperor, he was carrying a portrait at the moment, and asked one by one all over the street.

As for the person in the portrait, it is a woman, so naturally it is Chu Xuan'er (Chu Ling).

He came to the Mysterious Desert to find the woman who came out of the City of No Tears, and if she really looked exactly like the person in the portrait, needless to say, Bacheng was one of them.

However, when he asked along the way, the response he received was mostly shaking his head, "I haven't seen it." ”

"That fellow Daoist knows that the city without tears that had descended on the Western Desert before. Ye Chen didn't give up, and asked this question every time, "The woman who came out of the City of No Tears knows where she is now." ”

"I entered a nunnery to practice, I don't know which one. That's what many people answered.

"Thank you. Ye Chen was a little regretful and fell into silence, there are many temples in the Western Desert, one by one, and they may not be found until they die, it is only strange that the Western Desert is too big.

"I've asked, the teleportation array in this city is damaged, and it will only be opened tomorrow. The Northern Fish and the Fairy King Crane came back from one side, "It's getting late, we might as well rest here for the night." ”

"It's fine. Ye Chen replied casually.

"Eh, who's this girl? The Immortal King Crane took the scroll from Ye Chen's hand.

"Needless to say, it must be the seventh brother and sister. Kui Niu took it and drooled as he saw it.

"How about lending me one night. The Little Ape Emperor poked Ye Chen, and his smile was extremely obscene.

When the words fell, the guy flew out and went directly to the clouds, and he didn't come down for a long time.

Kui Niu and Dadi Wu Xiong swallowed a mouthful of saliva one after another, and returned the picture scroll to Ye Chen, don't look at the seventh person in the ranks, the most fierce is him, don't look for him to amuse.

Ye Chen walked away, during which he didn't forget to glance at the sky, if he saw the little ape emperor falling, he would not hesitate to make up for it, Lao Tzu's woman, do you dare to think about it?

Kui Niu and Pangolin and others also took a look, and then went to the ancient city with their shoulders hooked.

Before coming, they had inquired clearly, there are green buildings in this city, and the purple is good, this group goes to drink flower wine, and they can sleep one or two if they can't keep it, they have always been the purpose.

Ye Chen was much more normal, asking questions all the way, and during the period, he also moved Zhou Tian to find reincarnators.

It's a pity that there is no reincarnation in this City of Mercy, and because he moved Zhou Tian Evolution again, Shou Yuan and Xiu Wei were devoured a little, and his realm has fallen to the primary level of the saint.

That is to say, it won't be long before he will fall down to the saint level and become a quasi-saint.

Suddenly, he stopped in front of a small stall, which was a stall selling magic utensils, and the stall owner was an old man, who was not doing well, and was dozing off with his hands, snoring.

He didn't bother the old man, but raised his hand and grabbed an iron rod from the stall, well, more precisely, it should be an iron whip, black and not slippery, and the feeling of starting was very heavy.

"Whip the gods. He frowned, making sure it was the whip he had used.

More than two hundred years ago, when the Great Chu Tianxuanmen auctioned, he auctioned the whip;

More than 100 years ago, in order to save the Great Chu Huangyan, he was abducted by Si Ming Xingjun, saying that it was Jiang Taigong's thing.

To his surprise, the Divine Whip actually appeared in the Heavens and Ten Thousand Domains again, which made him unable to figure it out.

The whip seemed to remember him, buzzing in his hands, as if cheerful, as if missing.

"Why are you back again? Ye Chen smiled and stroked gently, just like his own relatives.

"Little friend, do you like this iron whip? The old man woke up, stretched his waist, and when he was done, he took out the flask, and took a sip, which looked very enjoyable.

"Senior, where did you come from this iron whip? Ye Chen asked.

"A tomb robber sold me and said it was a treasure. The old man said, yawning.

"Tomb robbers?"

"Do you want to sell you for 100,000 yuan, this is a treasure. ”

"Yes. Ye Chen didn't bargain, left the storage bag containing 100,000 source stones, and turned to leave.

"It's so simple, I know a lot of points earlier. Lao Suo pouted, collected the storage bag, and began to clean up the stalls, the business is not good, harvest early and go home early, and you can go to the green building for a walk.

Ye Chen walked on the bustling street, holding the whip and looking over and over.

I still can't figure out why the whip that was taken to the heavenly realm ran down again, and it also ran into the hands of tomb robbers, could it be that Jiang Taigong threw it down, who picked it up?

It's a pity that although the whip is domineering, it only has spirit and no intelligence, if it has intelligence, you can ask it directly.

The gods of the heavenly realm are all extraordinary, not to mention Jiang Taigong's artifact, that is the carrying handle of the heavenly realm, and all the gods of the heavenly realm are sealed by him, and the eight achievements of the whip of the gods are to fight the gods.

Without finding out the reason, he had to accept the whip, which was still very kind to him, at least for a hundred years, and it was also a treasure brought out from Dachu, after such a long time, it was very easy to use.

He took out the scroll again and asked as he went.

Before he knew it, he came to a city god temple.

The City God Temple at night is still crowded with people, and there are many people who come in and out, and more than ninety percent of them are mortals, either seeking peace or wealth, all praying for good luck.

The huge incense burner is filled with sandalwood incense, and there is also a cornucopia filled with copper coins.

Ye Chen was silent, looking at the mortals who were bowing down devoutly, he couldn't help but smile slightly.

A long time ago, before he set foot on the monk's road, like them, he bowed down in front of the Buddha statue in the ruined temple in the dark night, hoping that he would also have a warm home, and that he would be able to eat every day, without starvation, and without having to compete with wild dogs for food.

It's time for the gods to open their eyes, making him a monk, except for a warm home, all other wishes have been fulfilled, there are more things to see, more experiences, and only then do you realize how ridiculous Hongchen is.

Is there really a god in this world? Ye Chen laughed at himself, in the eyes of mortals, they are high immortals, mortals kneel down to worship immortals, what about immortals? Who should kneel to worship the sky?

After one last glance, he went directly into the main hall of the City God Temple, and saw a statue of a god in his eyes.

Mortals call it the City God, is the guardian god of the city, almost every city in the mortal world has a City God Temple, and they are also worshiped by the City God, who worships him as a god and often goes to kneel and worship.

Ye Chen didn't understand why the City of Mercy named after Buddhism also had a City God Temple, one Buddha and one City God, two gods, that is, two gods, which one should the world believe.

"If you can really manifest your spirit, can you also fulfill a long-cherished wish for me? Ye Chen smiled slightly, picked up the sandalwood, pointed at it, gently inserted it into the incense burner, and bowed his hand.

It's just that when he finished saluting, he found that the sandalwood inserted was actually bent down towards him, as if he was saluting.

In other words, the city god can't stand his worship, and uses sandalwood as a medium to return him a big gift, he is an immortal, the rank is much higher than it, worship it, damage the so-called incense.

"You have a spirit, the heavenly realm?" Ye Chen wiped sandalwood with his hand and smiled at the face of the city god.

"It's just a trace of soul, the real City God Mansion, in the heavenly realm. The statue spoke.

"I've seen her before. Ye Chen said, taking out the portrait of Chu Xuan (Chu Ling).

"Once, a woman, like you, asked me with a portrait. Chenghuang smiled, "The person she painted is you, but I don't know the person you painted... But she. ”