A grand ceremony kicked off the New Year.

Ye Changsheng chanted cross-legged, and the scene of the blessing of the Buddha's light was deeply imprinted in the hearts of every person in Sanshui Town.

That's what I'm saying, how can Ye Gongzi be a demon, the Ye family is all virtuous and good deeds on weekdays.

I didn't see that the town elders had issued notices, and someone had framed Ye Changsheng.

I didn't see that the county guard also sent Mobao to the Ye family: The house of goodness, there must be Yuqing!

Besides, even if Ye Changsheng is a demon, he was also accepted by the senior monk of Tangmen Temple with magical powers, right?

The days that should be lived will be passed, and the New Year that should be passed will also be passed.

Sanshui Town has gotten busier.

Above the three rivers, boats come and go, streets and alleys, and the rivers flow endlessly.

The shops along the street have been renovated, pasted with festive Spring Festival couplets, and the merchants' carts are filled with candy figures, attracting children to chase them.

The major wharves are crowded with people, and as soon as the good New Year's goods are unloaded, there will be a proud housekeeper who walks forward, waves his hand, and someone immediately carries the parked carriage.

The refugees at the Zhendong Detention Center finally showed a smile on their faces when they changed into brand new clothes.

The villagers of Taoyuan Village finally walked out of the Red Leaf Villa and wandered around, full of novelty and excitement.

It's been more than 300 years, and they celebrate the New Year for the first time!

Outside the town, in front of the tall sword gate of the Wenjian Hall, there were crowds, and the team was lined up several miles away, and it was lively.

In the past, at this time of year, the Forge Sword Hall would sell homemade fireworks, and today's Question Sword Hall is no exception.

The fireworks made by the Ye family are not only beautiful, but also safe, and the price is half of the price of other houses, which will attract a large number of people every year.

It's a pity that each person can only buy one.

This year, the largest number of people came, and many people came to see the turtles.

"Look, look, the turtle is out!" a few teenagers standing in front of the gate couldn't help but shout excitedly when they saw the puppet turtle slowly crawling around.

The crowd surged forward, countless people stood on tiptoe, and the heads of the people rose and fell.

Two huge puppet turtles pulled hundreds of boxes of fireworks and firecrackers, stacked neatly on the turtles' backs, and crawled over shiningly.

Every time the puppet turtle appeared, it would cause a scream, and the warriors of the Sword Hall who maintained order were already surprised.

If these people see the puppet ape that can heal their wounds, and see the wheelchair that the young hall master can fly, they may be happy!

At this time, half a month has passed since the turmoil in the Ye family.

On the desperation, snow powder flies in the air, refracting psychedelic lights, like a fairy tale world.

The distant mountains and the earth are covered in silver, and the sunset light hits the tall ice peaks, emitting a sacred golden light. A bird of prey flew against the light, like a dark red lightning, and the torn clouds rolled to the sides to outline the trajectory of its flight.

With a snort, the little dragon eagle flew over the cliff and made a sudden stop.

The wide and craggy wings stretched out, and the sharp claws probed forward, like a dynamic relief, suspended high in the sky.

Its piercing eyes glanced for a moment, then it suddenly folded its wings, its head downward, its tail trembling violently, and its body swooped down towards the cliff like a javelin.

With a snort, the misty clouds were drilled out of a huge hole, and then rolled and closed.

At the bottom of the cliff, the cold current is drumming, and the snow powder is like silver, outlining the figure of a teenager.

The young man was wearing a white robe, and his silver hair was fluttering in the wind, changing his body in the wind with great ease.

Strangely, a black wheelchair was suspended in mid-air, swaying slightly in the wind.

Only when you look from below, you can see that on the miniature magic circle at the bottom of the wheelchair, countless cyan crystals are flashing rapidly.

"If the wind works, then all the tricks are angry, and if the wind is good, then all the tricks are empty. Virtuality welcomes it, and it should be transformed into things. If the big profit is rushing, its use is endless. ”

Ye Changsheng stepped on the void, carried his hands behind his back, his whole body was steaming, and fine sweat was faintly oozing from the bridge of his straight and delicate nose.

However, his eyes were shining brighter and brighter.

In the past half a month, Changsheng has opened eighteen acupuncture points with the method of "void aperture", and he has gradually entered a better state.

He practiced "Absolute Cloud Step" with the way of "rushing to the void", and finally made another breakthrough today.

The eighteen acupuncture points that are opened, sometimes empty, sometimes full of energy, Changsheng uses this to adjust the body, and there are endless changes.

Changsheng named the current realm of the body method: Butterfly.

In the past, Zhuang Zhou, a real person in Nanhua, dreamed that he became a butterfly in the lacquer garden, flying and carefree.

After waking up from the dream, Zhuang Zhou didn't know whether he became a butterfly or a butterfly became him.

This is the "Nanhua Sutra", the Zhuang Zhou dream butterfly that has been passed down through the ages.

Nanhua Zhenren calls this realm "materialization", with one's own body, blending all things, nothing without self, and all things in heaven and earth are one.

In the past, the columns walked against the wind and swam in the Liuhe, and they could look forward to eternal life.

Gu shoots the fairy to ride the clouds, the flying dragon, and swims beyond the four seas, this is within the imagination of Changsheng.

And the real character of Nanhua turned into a butterfly and merged with the realm of heaven and earth, but it was beyond the imagination of immortality.

Changsheng named his comprehension of the body method as "turning into a butterfly", which is actually the meaning of encouragement.

Hovering for a moment, the vitality in his body failed, and he happened to return to the wheelchair, when suddenly above his head, a powerful air flow roared.

Ye Changsheng's eyes flickered, the eighteen acupuncture points instantly returned to nothingness, and after the strong wind was infused, his figure seemed to have lost weight, fluttering with the wind.

In the next moment, the eighteen acupuncture points were instantly filled with vitality and turned into swirling whirlpools.

A mysterious force arose, and his figure stretched out incomparably, drawing an arc, soaring above the little dragon eagle, hanging in the air.

Chirp, chirp!

The little dragon eagle was full of joy, waved its wings, and put its head up, as if to let Changsheng caress it.

Changsheng smiled, reached out and rubbed a few handfuls of Xiaolongying's head: "Okay, let's go up." ”

Sitting in the wheelchair, Changsheng flicked the bracket on the armrest to activate the circle at the bottom of the wheelchair.

With a snort, the wheelchair carried Changsheng and scurried straight up.

Flying up the cliff, the wheelchair slides forward gently and gently lands on the clearing.

This gift from the Refiner Guild, Changsheng was very satisfied.

The entire wheelchair is made of thousand-year-old ironwood, which is extremely solid, so it can withstand the impact of the energy of the magic circle.

Steward Liu, an eighth-level refiner, installed a defensive magic circle under the wheelchair, and as long as the shield was opened, the damage of ten thousand catties of power could be reduced.

In addition, there are two crossbows hidden on the two armrests of the wheelchair, which can fire six thunderbolt arrows in a row.

Although the power of the crossbow is not as powerful as the Thunder God crossbow refined by the elder Fang's great weapon, it is still enough to deal with a peak master of the Spirit Transformation Realm.

If it was an outsider, Steward Liu, an eighth-level refiner, would definitely not dare to equip a weapon in a wheelchair.

However, Ye Changsheng was not an outsider, he was already a senior advisor of the Nine Winds City Refiner Guild.

Ye Changsheng got up suddenly, faced the falling sunset, and pulled out the immortal sword at his waist.

The sword light is shining, illuminating the desperation of love.

In a moment, Ye Changsheng slashed out forty-eight swords.

The speed dragon slash of "Demon Dragon Three Styles" is a great consummation!