There is no Ancient Heaven in the world!

Jiang Changan gasped, his brain was dizzy, and there seemed to be another three-color mural in front of him - the world was in turmoil, the secluded world disappeared, the lush forests of thousands of miles became scorched earth, and the prosperous and supreme fairyland Ancient Heavenly Court became ruins everywhere, broken walls and ruins could be seen everywhere, and the beautiful scenery Huatan was reduced to nothing.

In a trance, he seemed to see the smoke of war, someone standing proudly above the heavens, despising all beings, heaven and the world, only me, with three points of light and arrogant air to say this sentence that does not put all things in his eyes-

"Killing immortals is the only one who lives, and there is no ancient heavenly court in the world!"

"Who left these words?" Jiang Chang'an's blood was boiling and he asked impatiently.

The woman shook her head lightly, even she didn't know, and after a moment of silence, she said again:

"Everyone in the world knows that the ancient Shenzhou strong people are like countless bright stars, where do you know the mystery of the ancient secrets? The Emperor of the East has devoted his whole life, but he has only seen the tip of the iceberg, and as for the person who said this, the Emperor of the East has never found a trace, and only respectfully called him the ancestor of the immortals!"

"Immortal Ancestor ......," Jiang Changan exhaled to remove the turbidity in his chest.

The woman continued: "Shakyamuni sat under Bodhi to enlighten and practice Buddhism, cut off the red dust and became a Buddha, abandoned the seven emotions and six desires, educated the world to be kind and good, and treated people equally, but he set up countless immortal altars and received how much incense to worship, is it not hypocritical?"

"Then why did the predecessors say that the Creation Ancestor was hypocritical?"

"The First Venerable of Creation, hehe, a way to destroy all living beings, since then the three chapters and the twelve realms have been praised by the world, but the efforts of countless cultivators have finally only been exchanged for his sentence 'All things should not be born in the Dao Law, and all things in the Tao should not be born and created'. Not hypocritical? hahaha......"

She sneered—

"Founder of Creation, damn it!"

When it comes to the four words of Creation Ancestor, her eyebrows reveal a hatred that she can't wait to gnaw at her flesh and bones, which makes people even more confused, how much enmity and resentment does the First Demon Emperor have with the Creation Ancestor?

Jiang Changan did not continue to dwell on this topic, and brought the problem back to the body of the god infant torture, knowing that the other side could not be defeated in a hundred battles, there is very little information about the nine demons recorded in the historical materials, who knows more clearly about this woman now?

And at the same moment, on Baishou Peak, there is no daytime light of Yunding Boundless Cave, and the night is like water at this time, and the stars are dotted.

If the little girl can't sleep at night, she lies on the bed and counts her fingers boringly, muttering constantly, like pinching her fingers to count the time to call Brother Hua back, she has been waiting here obediently every night for days, she never knows what to do with Brother Hua, only knows how long it will take to reappear in the Eternal Life Courtyard out of thin air.

After counting it a few times, it was long past the time when he came back in the past, and the little girl's little face was full of worry, and her stomach was growling.

Suddenly, she saw a bright red rock sugar gourd held high above the window, and there were all kinds of desserts on it, which were dazzling, and her fan-like eyelashes were reluctant to blink, and the saliva at the corners of her mouth was dripping to the ground.

"Call Brother Hua!"

The little girl jumped up, opened the door directly and threw herself out.

But when she saw this person clearly, her steps stopped in front of the door in a hurry, and her eyes were both surprised and puzzled.

What was surprising was that she remembered that she had called Brother Hua and said that he was the only man in the entire Linxian Peak, and he was also the first man to step into the Linxian Peak, but there was a man standing in front of him.

The puzzle is that this man she had met once in the Golden Light Temple, why is he here now?

"Are you ......" The little girl scratched the back of her head, and Qingsi swayed restlessly with her body, and she couldn't come up with this person's name after thinking about it for a long time.

"Xiao Zongheng, Xiao of depression, vertical and horizontal of no road. His smile was like a spring breeze, and his long hair was extremely gentle.

He reached out and made a "wait a minute" gesture, and took down the string of bright rock sugar gourds from the window, the syrup was still hot, and stuffed it into her hand without saying anything: "Taste it, don't be cold......

His expectant gaze was like that of a shy teenager, and even when he stuffed the rock sugar gourd into her hand for a moment, he resolutely did not touch a single hair of her.

Everything in this world is too dirty, even if she is herself, she is not qualified to be contaminated with half a point.

Then he brought the thing that was on the table to her:

"This is honey lotus seeds, is a unique specialty of Yunzhou, you need to pick the lotus seeds in the wine jar in the summer of the first year, in the early spring of the second year, wrapped in syrup honey, has been secretly made by a special method, and only ten jars are produced every year, and this cake dough is made of sea rice unique to the bottom of the South China Sea as raw materials, plus ......"

He seemed to be desperate to share everything he had, and then he put a variety of foods in front of her.

He would not tell her that the food was bought by him in the most legitimate way and with the cleanest money, and that it was not a cheating, let alone a forcible robbery.

Like an ordinary person, he waited for two full hours in front of the most well-known dessert shop in Yunzhou, from late night to dawn, from cold dew to morning star, just to wait for the first freshest and most fragrant dessert.

But before he could say it, the little girl Ruoruo had already put down the rock sugar gourd in her hand.

"What's wrong? Yes...... Is it not to taste?" Xiao Zongheng asked nervously.

The little girl shook her head.

"Could it be that you are not feeling well? Jiang Changan didn't treat you well?" suddenly became murderous in his eyes.

The little girl shook her head again, but when she heard the word "Jiang Chang'an", her face was filled with a sweet smile from the bottom of her heart, which was enough to make the clouds clear.

"That'...... Why is that?"

Xiao Ruoruo lowered her head and bit her fingers, her jewel-like eyes seemed to contain the entire galaxy, and she suddenly smiled and asked, "Have you ever eaten a rock sugar gourd made of bitter dates?"

Xiao Zongheng has never eaten it, let alone heard of it.

The little girl's eyes smiled into two quarters:

"At that time, I was still in Cangzhou, I lived in a broken temple, I ate wild fruits, I drank rain and dew, once if I was sick, but the medicine was too bitter, I called Brother Hua to pick thirteen winter dates from the forest, pounded the medicine into medicine mud and hid it in the heart of the jujube and strung it into a string, but it was sweet. Later, I ate a lot of delicious food in many places, but in retrospect, it was not as sweet as the bitter dates. ”

She smiled and said, "If you are not stupid, the stupid girl is not stupid, if you can feel it, you are not a friend of Brother Hua......"

"There is nothing wrong with the fragrance of flowers, but it is the flower picker who is wrong. I understand. Xiao Zongheng couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Suddenly, the lights of the various mountain peaks in the distance were re-ignited one after another, and at the foot of Linxian Peak, there was a clarion call to prepare for war, which resounded in the sky.