Shortly after the death of the monk Lichen, who had protected the last 712 Buddha relics in Middle-earth, someone appeared silently.

The corpse of the monk stood with a round gaze, as if he was unwilling.

The corpse was intact, but the soul was silent.

"It's still late. ”

A woman with a golden mask and a graceful posture stepping barefoot in the air spoke.

"It's just a pile of bones and scum that have faded from Shakya's body, what is the intention of the great monk of Gu Tianzhu?"

The woman's voice was a little confused.

It paused in the air for a moment, then raised its hand, and a little mark flew out from the center of its eyebrows, turning into a point of firelight, and then suddenly exploded, condensing into a milky white mirror that was a large size.

A woman with an indescribable appearance and temperament on one elbow of the stone chair arm, supporting a beautiful and incomprehensible side face, and holding a book in the other hand.

The woman put away the book and raised her head, her brows full of indescribable lazy extravagance.

"This king asked Jiang Xiaobai for two books to read, and he thought it was interesting, but what's the matter?"

The person who appeared in this mirror was the queen of the ruins.

The tone was slow, but I didn't feel tired to listen.

Because people have a sweet voice.

"My lord Ah Cha, there are some things that you and the little Taoist priest need to know. ”

The woman with the golden mask did not salute, but her voice was a little serious.

"Oh?" Queen Ah Cha's eyes widened slightly, and she sighed slightly, then waved her hand and said:

"Say it!"

The woman in the golden mask told the catastrophe of the Middle-earth Buddhism Gate and the information that she had obtained that she was a demon monk of Gu Tianzhu.

In fact, this woman with a golden mask is the flower building that calls Jiang Xiaobai a little Taoist.

She turned out to be the queen's Ah Cha.

In the milky white mirror, Queen Ah Cha's expression moved after listening to what Hua Lou said.

"Shakya's spirit bones?"

The beautiful and divine face seemed to ponder.

"You say that this monk is searching for the bones of Shakya scattered in the world?

She confirmed it again.

"What has been stored here in Middle-earth has been almost looted by this monk, because Gu Tianzhu's intelligence sources are not enough, and I have not contacted him, so it is not clear whether he is from the Buddha Land. ”

Hua Lou replied.

The queen in the mirror, Ah Cha's eyebrows moved, and the lazy atmosphere seemed to have dissipated a lot, and she was silent for a while, showing a seriousness that was difficult to see.

Final Words:

"You go to Gu Tianzhu quickly!"

"Yes!"

The water mirror dissipated, and the figure of Queen Ah Cha disappeared into the night.

The flower tower stood in the air for a while, and then shot a spiritual light like brilliant fireworks into the sky, and finally the figure dissipated into the air.

Soon after, the disciples of Longhu Mountain came and found the body of Monk Chen.

Naturally, the news of the death of the dust monk spread.

..............

The East China Sea, the bottomless valley, the land of ruins.

A transformation campaign is in full swing.

Returning to the ruins, thousands of years of desolation, a dead silence, submerged in the world for too long.

And in the past two days, with the arrival of two hundred and forty elite disciples of the Dao Sect, they slowly became angry.

Although a few hundred people can only occupy a small area compared to this land of death, a place where there are people can bring vitality and change.

What's more, this trip also brought plants, trees, flowers and insects to be embellished.

Jiang Xiaobai's original plan was to let this barren land slowly become what he imagined, restore his former appearance, and become a place that is truly suitable for cultivation.

He naturally hadn't seen the past thousands of years ago, but the mottled years left in this quiet place after a thousand years, as well as the legends of the past, can be guessed somewhat.

In the past two days, he instructed these Taoist disciples, no matter what their status, to be "hard laborers".

Build your own dwellings, plant trees, plant flowers, cultivate fields, and open canals......

In modern terms, it is to engage in infrastructure construction.

As far as the disciples of the Taoist sect are concerned, these jobs they have done since they began to cultivate, and they are all compulsory courses for entering the Taoist sect at the beginning, and they are not the kind of Taoist priests who meditate and chant all day long, exhale and refine qi, and then do nothing, so they are very proficient in getting started.

Split rocks, build civil engineering, reclaim farmland, and dig ditches and canals.

When there are many people, the strength is great, plus they are all qi refining bodies, and they are blessed with supernatural powers, so the efficiency of acting is naturally high, and gradually a small area has a new look.

Hundreds of pavilions and caves in the mountains, dozens of acres of farmland, hundreds of hectares of saplings, and flower and bird ponds dotted among them.

A little bit of greenery slowly disperses in this empty barren land in an orderly manner.

And hundreds of Daomen disciples enjoyed the process of creation.

From the surprise of entering this magnificent place in the world at the beginning, to the sigh of the extreme aura of this place, and then from Jiang Zhen's mouth, he was dumbfounded when he knew that this was a place of ancient mythology.

The rumored Penglai Three Immortal Mountain, the place of ruins.

Although he couldn't understand the contrast between the dead silence and desolation of this place and the ancient legends, Jiang Zhenren would not lie to them if he thought about it.

But no matter what, the aura here is incomparably abundant, and it is simply a blessed land in the Cave Heaven Blessed Land, and it is a great opportunity to be able to practice here.

Creating a harmonious and beautiful practice environment together is naturally a hot heart.

In the past two days, on a certain hill where there is no day and night, there is a waterfall on the side, and Jiang Xiaobai personally built a residence next to it.

Bluestone and green tiles, white walls, and a cliff clearing, water diversion to build a pond, in which some lotus leaves are planted, and some swimming fish are added to add some vitality to this garden.

There is a bit of the meaning of the landscape garden, but the garden is exquisite, the waterfall next to it is also magnificent, and the surrounding area is also empty, but it is not as delicate as the Wutong Mountain.

On this day, Jiang Xiaobai was busy working on a reclaimed medicine field on the edge of his residence.

He is interested in this, has been working with medicinal herbs since childhood, and also likes to study.

At this time, the fawn was lying on a smooth stone slab in the open space in front of the garden gate to read, and it did not feel hard, and it shook its two little feet.

What I read is not an ancient Taoist book, but a villain book that she cherishes.

It's the kind that you carry with you and no one is allowed to grab it.

The little girl watched it with relish and never got bored.

At this time, the rhubarb, which has always been inseparable from the fawn, has nothing to do with it, this place is not familiar, and the rhubarb has no place to spread its legs, so it can only have fun in the newly opened pond.

It is at the edge of the pond, facing the swimming fish in the water, sometimes leaning over and barking, lying on its front feet, sometimes standing up, stretching out its hairy paws, tilting its head in the water to pound the water.

In this way, it can also make the rhubarb jump up and down, and from time to time provoke the deer to complain and make it quieter.

At this time, Jiang Xiaolu, who was reading a book, suddenly found someone standing in front of her.

The little girl looked up with big eyes, and her eyes almost burst into stars.

Such a beautiful sister, such beautiful hair, and beautiful eyes.

But before the little girl could speak, the sister spoke.

"Little one, lend me this book. ”

As he spoke, he took the villain book directly from Xiao Lu's hand with two green onion fingers.

Jiang Xiaolu's two big eyes were stunned for a moment, and then he grinned, and grievances crawled in his eyes.

"You're stealing kids' things!"

The little girl was aggrieved and wanted to cry.

How could such a beautiful sister snatch a child's things.

Not far from being alarmed by the movement of the deer, Jiang Xiaobai moved and appeared.

Then I watched the scene with a stunned face!