"Door Master, 'that thing' has been released. ”

Staring at the flocks of birds scattered in the sky, the old monk looked like he was facing a great enemy, and he whispered to the mobile phone that had been dialed in his ear.

"Is it bad?"

On the other side of the line was a slightly laid-back tone, and his questions were understated.

It's as if he doesn't care what exactly is being released, and how much harm is caused by what is being released.

Generally speaking, it is extremely dangerous to carry evil spirits, whether living or dead.

"It's very light, if you don't deliberately observe it, you can hardly notice it, I'm afraid things will change. ”

In this modern and popular world, even cultivators have begun to use high-tech equipment, on the one hand, because high-tech equipment is really convenient, and on the other hand, because today's cultivators have begun to decline.

The earth's environment is already getting worse day by day, and the aura of heaven and earth, whether it can be absorbed or not, has become terrifyingly thin.

The youngest generation of cultivators is also more than a hundred years old, and their number is still decreasing year by year.

Some of these young people died as a result of the fratricidal killing of cultivators and the struggle between good and evil, while many more died in the harsh environment of the moment.

Many things can kill people, but for those who have embarked on the path of cultivation, there is nothing more deadly than PM2.5 - well, if the old man remembers correctly.

No matter how high a person's cultivation realm has become, if there is a day when he does not open his pores, run the exercises, and absorb the spiritual energy, then one day he will be considered to have lived in vain.

A day of 'living in vain' is not an obstacle to a cultivator's long life, and if these days add up, it is an extremely terrifying thing.

Cultivation without growth and the like are secondary, and if you can't communicate with the inner world and the outer world for a long time, it will lead to very serious consequences.

The meridians are blocked, the golden pill is atrophied, and even the realm has fallen, and the old man has been accustomed to these tragedies for hundreds of years.

It's just that he also knows that in the current environment, there is no difference between opening the blowholes and closing them—even if you open the blowholes, you will die a little faster.

Because the dust in the air, which is finer than the fine dust, will block the open air holes, and when the air holes are completely blocked, wait to be suffocated to death.

"That's good. ”

In response to the old man's slightly pessimistic reply, the person in charge on the other side of the phone sighed as if relieved.

"However, Sect Master, even if the power of that trapped beast is not as powerful as Eleven in its heyday in the past, I am afraid that it will bring a bloody storm to the Huaxia Cultivation Realm this time. The old man's tone was very solemn, he felt that his head of the family did not realize the seriousness of the matter at all, "If the old master is still here, he will never let this kind of thing happen, but ...... come to you."

The old man wanted to speak and stopped, after all, it was arrogant to say such things with his status and status.

"Listen, Elder Yang, the way of the world has changed, and the enemies of the past may not be able to become today's friends. After all, if that guy had broken the seal and seen the current world, he would have done something for his race. On the other end of the phone, the young door master was very calm, "And believe me, the method he can think of is definitely more clever than all the big guys in our cultivation realm combined." ”

"But ......!"

Yang Lao wanted to say something, but he opened his mouth and there was no follow-up.

Yes, only on this reason he could not refute the master.

After all, the age of the guy in the cave who broke through the seal in the current world is probably beyond the reach of the giants of the current cultivation realm combined.

Maybe such a guy will really have a way.

"It's nothing, pass my order, block all news, I don't want those small fish and shrimp to get involved. As for those big guys, I believe they will know which is more important at this moment. "None of the 'head of the house' can sit in the seat of the 'head of the house' with fuel-efficient lamps," Oh, if they remember that there was an old monster who was suppressed here......

The words have been spoken, and all that is left for the old man is a string of busy sounds.

"It's going to change this day......"

The old man sighed, he had done everything he could.

He'd already warned those guys who didn't know how to live or die and squatted at the entrance of the cave.

This family master, who also doesn't know how much he has in hand, has already mentioned it.

"What should be done, what should be said, I, Yang someone, have done it all and said it all over, and the next muddy water is really not suitable for my old bones to wade ......"

Far away, the mine was just a small bump on the horizon, and Yang Lao took one last look at the bump.

He decided that if there was any bloody crime here in the future, he wouldn't even look back.

Nothing is more important than saving your own life.

Oh, it's supposed to be 'old life'.

Edgeworth galloped, and the old man quickly turned into a streamer of light in the clouds of the sky, and to the mortals on the ground, it might only seem like an airplane passing through the clouds.

Up to now, the mortal world and the cultivation realm are like two parallel lines, and there will be no intersection between the two unless there are special circumstances.

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On the streets of Pushi Town, the crowd has long since dispersed, and only shredded paper is left in the area where red envelopes were originally distributed.

Red and white, it looks like a cherry blossom festival from a foreign country.

Many people here lamented and wept for the ground, while many more just stepped silently across the ground with lost eyes.

The pie that fell from the sky has been divided by the first comer, and unless you take the risk and snatch food from someone's mouth, the only thing you can do is pick up a piece of shredded paper from the ground and use it as a souvenir.

"Oops, it's still late......"

Blackboy played with the piece of paper he had just picked up in his hand, he looked at the red side of the shredded paper, and imagined what the red envelope would look like when it was intact.

How much money will be in the red envelope?

Along the way, he heard, some people said that it was ten yuan, and some people said that it was a hundred, although it was not entirely credible, but in short, the money in the red envelope would not be too little.

I wonder which boss would be so bold?

Will it be the coal boss who came to atone for his sins because he made too much black money?

Black Box guessed in his heart that he was a thinking child.

It's just that sometimes it's better to act a little more realistically.

"Uncle, what does the boss who used to distribute red envelopes here look like?

Carrying a small schoolbag, Lan Xin grabbed an old man who was still boasting to others about how fast his hand was at that time, so much so that he grabbed three or four red envelopes without being discovered by the stall owner.

"Ah, little girl, you're late, the boss who gave out the red envelopes is quite young, probably just a small boss who works for the big boss. It's just that today's red envelope has been snatched up, and it is estimated that he will not come tomorrow. ”

When the old man talked about 'grabbing red envelopes', his eyebrows immediately danced, as if he had done something amazing.

"Is that man carrying a long cloth bag on his back?"

Lan Xin's tone was slightly anxious.

"Yes, that guy is probably engaged in music, and he should be carrying an erhu on his back. The old man saw that Lan Xin was not interested in listening to his 'glorious deeds', so he simply answered Lan Xin's question and walked quickly into a teahouse on the side.

It can be seen that he took the red envelope to invite someone to tea.

Walking as anxiously as he was, he didn't notice the contemplation in Lan Xin's eyes.

"You've always been ...... Just, why don't you come and see me?"

The little girl's thoughts seem to be more than she should consider at her age.

"Okay, if you don't come to me, then I'll come to you. ”