It was dark, and night was falling.

Fang Xuan found a piece of land, where the mountains and rivers were beautiful, and there was a city located 100,000 miles away, and there were also wild beasts and spirits living nearby.

"Here we are." Fang Xuan let go of the small world.

The faint small and medium-sized worlds melt into a mountain, into the void.

"Thank you."

The moment Fang Xuan entered the small world, he saw Huijue.

By Huijue's side, there were Wutong and Wuming, and the two little novices had red eyes and wiped tears.

"You're safe, but you won't be able to go out for some time to come." Fang Xuan explained.

This small world is completely self-sufficient.

And with the existence of that village, there will be no population decline here in the future.

When it was almost time, the people of the White Horse Temple would be able to go out and return to the outside world, as for whether they would be discovered, Fang Xuan was not worried.

The White Horse Temple used to be a holy place, and the heritage is still there, so naturally there are means.

At the same time, there are also older monks in it, they are not as good as those big people, but it doesn't mean that they are weak.

"Yes."

Hui Jue clasped his hands together.

Once again, he sincerely thanked him.

Not only him, but many monks in the White Horse Temple all bent down to thank Fang Xuan.

"Cat White, it's time for us to go." Fang Xuan screamed.

Mao Bai was seriously studying the Emperor Array on the side, this old immortal existence was very curious about the Heavenly Mandate Emperor Array, he could artificially create a small world of the Emperor, how did Fang Xuan do it.

"Going? Fang Xuan, didn't you say that you would guard for ten days? ”

The cat is reluctant to give up.

"Don't you really want to leave?"

Fang Xuan smiled.

Mao Bai rolled his eyes, it was right to go, but that was before the crisis, and now there is no crisis, and it is still good to rub the foundation of the White Horse Temple.

"Master Fang, are you leaving? Let's stay a little longer. ”

Hui Jue spoke.

He didn't say this to ask Fang Xuan to protect the White Horse Temple for a few more days, but he was worried that Fang Xuan would have something to do when he went out now.

Fang Xuan offended many big people in order to protect the White Horse Temple.

How could Huijue not know this, so he said this.

"Little bald head, you're worried about him, I'm afraid your heart will be broken."

Cat Bai looked up and smiled.

In its opinion, Fang Xuan was the one who caused trouble, and if Hui Jue was really worried about Fang Xuan, he would probably be exhausted.

Hui Jue was stunned.

He didn't quite understand what Mao Bai meant.

"Fang Xuan's enemy......" Mao Bai was in a good mood, and opened his mouth to explain a few words casually.

For a while, Huijue didn't know how to speak.

There are too many enemies in this family, don't you mean that you don't pressure yourself.

The gateway to the small world of the White Horse Temple.

The monks all sent each other off, but they were rejected by Fang Xuan.

Jichen is dead, but his aftermath has to be dealt with, and the White Horse Temple still has a lot to do, and Fang Xuan doesn't want them to delay.

"Thank you."

The monks of the White Horse Temple saluted one after another.

The people of the village group also looked at the sky and bowed silently, they saw everything, and when they saw Fang Xuan fighting with a sword, they were grateful to the protagonist.

"I want to enshrine the tablet of Engong!" Someone said so.

It's not that Fang Xuan is dead, it's just that I think it shows respect.

It makes people cry and laugh a little.

Fang Xuan and Mao Bai walked out of the small world of the White Horse Temple.

The figure of a man and a cat appeared and landed on a hundred-year-old pine tree.

"Fang Xuan, you promised Jichen to guard it for ten days, and it's only been more than three days." Cat White is a little unwilling.

Fang Xuan stood on the branch.

He was carrying a bag, which was given to him by Wuming of the White Horse Temple, knowing that Fang Xuan liked to eat cakes in the temple, he specially packed some for Fang Xuan.

When he groped for a piece of bean paste cake from his bag, Fang Xuan's eyes looked at this piece of world.

The leaves are yellow......

In the course of a day, summer has passed, autumn has arrived, and the leaves have fallen and turned yellow.

It was as if it was mourning Jichen's death.

The seasons alternate.

Autumn is a slightly cool, bleak season.

"Jichen's wish is that the White Horse Temple can stay, and I promised him to guard it for ten days but didn't do it, but it gave the White Horse Temple infinite vitality." Fang Xuan smiled lightly.

Everything is like this world.

The leaves fell, and that was prepared for a new life.

Jichen died, but he found light and life for the White Horse Temple.

"It's time to leave."

Fang Xuan's voice sounded.

He casually slung his bag over his shoulder and ate a piece of bean paste cake, and patted the cake crumbs in his hand.

On tiptoes, the branches shook off the dust of the mountains and forests, and Fang Xuan fell lightly towards another sky tree, and the branches kept shaking.

Fang Xuan walked between the tree tops, walking very slowly and lightly, branches swaying with each footfall, and withered yellow fallen leaves flew up.

He smiled calmly, like a gentleman who wandered the world.

Every time you get down, your posture is fluttering.

Occasionally, I would land on the tree for a short time, take a bite of the bean paste cake, and after eating, I would grope through my bag and find another different pastry, and each time I took out a different pastry, I would make the white face smile.

It seems that this kind of Taobao-like groping for pastries is very interesting.

Mao Bai followed behind Fang Xuan, it didn't understand which one was Fang Xuan, he was like a demon, or was this the real Fang Xuan now.

"Is it really the same as a cat?" Mao Bai muttered in his heart.

Suddenly, it jumped in front of Fang Xuan.

"Where are you going?"

"She's nearby, I'll meet her."

Fang Xuan looked at it and said with a light smile.

Mao Bai was puzzled, "He (she)?" ”

Mao Bai didn't say anything about this question, and he guessed in his heart who Fang Xuan wanted to see.

Are there any powerful people or creatures around here?

For white in cats know.

The place of domination of the Empress Palace, this is not the kind of declining holy land of the White Horse Temple, but the real glorious imperial holy land, which is extremely prosperous, and the ancestor of its holy land is the enlightener of the Mandate of Heaven 300,000 years ago, the Empress Hongxuan.

"Going to the Empress's Palace?"

Mao Bai guessed, but the direction Fang Xuan took was not to go to the Empress Palace.

Time is like water, flowing silently.

The sky gradually brightened, and the night passed quietly.

Boom Boom...... Boom Boom......

There was the sound of water roaring in my ears, and I could see that there was a silver waterfall thousands of meters ahead, and the flow went straight down to 3,000 feet.

It's not just 3,000 feet, that's 30,000 feet.

Magnificent and majestic!

The morning light shines, crystal clear, splashing water like a string of pearls with broken threads, pearls sprinkled, beautiful and gorgeous.

Occasionally, you can see the spirit fish falling from the sky and jumping down the waterfall.

"Someone."

When the cat white arrived, it looked at the sky.

A woman in a blue fairy dress flew into the air, which was beautiful.

"Please stop."

The woman's soft voice came.

The visitor is young and young.

"Hey, it's not from the Empress Palace, it's ......" Mao Bai was stunned, how could the people from this holy place be here.

"It's you!"

The girl in blue looked at Fang Xuan in surprise.

Fang Xuan smiled slightly, "Did Yao Ji come out?" ”

"Fang ......?!"

Blue Butterfly exclaimed.

She knew Fang Xuan, it was because she had seen it in the Great Qin Emperor before, and it was this person who robbed the Holy Lord of the Lord's auction.

And later, the Holy Lord of Yao Ji also went to find Fang Xuan.

On the way here, the Holy Lord Yao Ji had been paying attention to Fang Xuan.

News of him will come as soon as possible.

Just yesterday, the people from the Xiling Holy Land passed the news of Fang Xuan, this person actually collided with some big figures in the Holy Realm, and heard that the starry sky of the White Horse Temple was shattered......

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PS: Ask for a recommendation ticket, and I need to make up for a recommendation ticket for a recent toothache......