Chapter 945 The bitter sea is deep, and the king is advised not to enter

After living in Xinghua Village for two days, Lu Hong said goodbye to everyone, this village raised him for 14 years, led him to embark on the road of immortality, gave him the identity of seeing the inheritance, and recreated his kindness, but the tranquility and peace here no longer belonged to him.

I don't know if it was because the corpse disaster subsided or other reasons, the weather was sunny for several days, and the original gray color had faded, replaced by a blue sky, and there were gradually people in the Dasheng Pass.

In the earth-shattering battle a month ago, the ancient sage Yan Lingshuang and the Lord of the God of Wealth Pavilion teamed up to defeat the limb ghost, although they failed to kill the limb ghost as they wished, but they also hit him hard, and he couldn't recover his vitality in a few decades.

On that day, the Heaven Swallowing Old Demon suddenly fled, and Lu Hong pursued all the way in order to retrieve the body of the ancient saint, so he failed to complete the siege of the limb ghost under the good situation, resulting in this painstaking siege and killing in vain;

It is said that the limbed ghost and the nameless Taoist suddenly disappeared when they retreated to the vicinity of Dasheng Pass, and at that time, the skeleton corps outside Linhe Town was defeated by the mysterious swordsman, some people say that the mysterious swordsman was the sword washing Binghe who gouged out his eyes after the defeat to the Sword Star Twins, and there was an unidentified old woman with him that day.

The corpse demon Xu Li, who is only three hundred miles away from Linhe Town, was blocked by the Ding Jiabing, the master of the Divine Court Mansion, and the zombie army under his command was wiped out, and he was seriously injured, but when he was dying, he was rescued by a mysterious person, and the identity of the person who saved the person was unknown, and he only knew that he was a strange Taoist priest.

The Taoist priests who appeared on the two battlefields at the same time were able to save people under the noses of the Divine Court Mansion Lord and the God of Wealth Pavilion Lord, and the masters under the command of the Wuji Dao Lord were really amazing.

The eagle dog minions under his command also have this kind of mana, and the divine power of the Wuji Dao Lord must be able to turn the world upside down, but in this case, why didn't he show up for a long time? If the Wuji Dao Lord appeared with the limbed ghost outside the Great Victory Pass that day, the God of Wealth Pavilion Lord and the Heaven Devouring Old Demon would be helpless if they joined forces.

This rescue seems to be ingenious and timely, but in fact it is a really bad move, Lu Hong will never make such a decision if he were the master of the Infinite Dao.

Just like that, I left Xinghua Village with a cranky thought, rode a horse and walked in the Dasheng Pass, and gradually I could see pedestrians on the road, and the villages and towns I passed through were also a little crowded.

First of all, Wei selflessly died, the corpse was driven out of chaos, and then the corpse disaster brought by the limb ghost, Dashengguan suffered several disasters one after another, and the most recent one was almost a catastrophe, but no matter how much hardship they suffered, the survivors can always re-establish themselves here and repair their homes, they are not monks, just farmers who have lived here for generations, but they are tough like weeds, even if they encounter wildfires, they can be reborn under the spring breeze.

This ethnic group itself is so strong, Lu Hong said in his heart.

Pangu opened the sky, Nuwa created people, Suiren made fire, Fuxi played gossip, Shennong tasted a hundred herbs, and the Yellow Emperor set Kyushu...... Over the past thousands of years, how many disasters have we survived? Which time has no one supported the building to fall and turned the tide of the tide? There were ancestors and ancestors in front of our human race, and there were saints and sages in the past, and there were also immortal heroes in the future."

Gu Shengyan Lingshuang echoed in his ears, and he only felt deafening.

The ancestors and ancestors of the human race, the sages and sages led the people to defeat one powerful enemy after another, and walked through the infinite darkness, making this race overwhelming all races and becoming the only master of Shenzhou, Pangu, Nuwa, Suiren, Fuxi...... These names should be remembered and deserved for future generations to admire, but why shouldn't those obscure beings be celebrated?

Compared with the vast universe, man is like a grain of sand in the river, and all living beings are like ants, but it is these ants who have rebuilt their homes in the destruction again and again, so that the ravaged land can quickly restore its due vitality.

The fields are already busy with peasants, with pigsties made of bricks and tiles in front of dilapidated houses, and the occasional poultry escaping from the fences.

The child sitting on the small bench at the door showed a sweet smile at Lu Hong, he should have forgotten the corpse disaster not long ago, all he can remember is the hot cake in his hand, no matter whether he is rich or poor, living is a happy thing in itself.

When he saw the tall horse under Lu Hong's seat, his big eyes showed a little longing.

Living people will always have their own visions, and for this child, having a horse of his own is like having wings on his back, and although he cannot fly, he can carry him closer to his dreams.

Lu Hong smiled, threw him a small bag of silver beans from a distance, and immediately hit the horse, and the child's exclamation was quickly drowned out by the wind......

Along the way to see a few temples, all hung with the plaque of the Faxiang Temple, Lu Hong specially detoured to the original Famen Branch, the current Faxiang Temple, but still failed to see Wuchen as he wished, Xulin said that the abbot Wuchen had come back for a trip, the monks in his own temple told him about the day, and he came back with a few Buddha and Arhats who were grumpy, and they were about to find him trouble, but they were all stopped by Wuchen

"The abbot only stayed here for a few days before leaving, but he expected you to come back here, so he left a letter for the monk to hand over to you."

Xu Lin took out a letter from his sleeve and handed it to him respectfully.

Lu Hong took the letter, tore open the envelope, and only saw eight words when he opened the letterhead.

"The bitter sea is deep, persuade you not to enter",

"The bitter sea is deep, persuade the gentleman not to enter, the water here is indeed very deep", Lu Hong laughed, put the belief in his arms, and went west without looking back.

The bitter sea is deep, and the king is advised not to enter, these eight words can be regarded as making his position clear.

He did join the God of Wealth Pavilion, and he did have a plan, but he was as afraid as Lu Hong, because he didn't want to tear his face now, and he didn't want to meet Lu Hong's sword soldiers, correspondingly, he naturally wouldn't make a move on Lu Hong in Xinghua Village, as long as Lu Hong didn't entangle with him here, they would naturally be at peace with each other, but the past between the three descendants, the life and death together, and the close cooperation between the three descendants all disappeared with these eight words.

The horse ran all the way to the south of the Demon Sealing Platform, Lu Hong's thoughts were interrupted by the strong demonic energy, he grabbed the horse and glanced at it from a distance, and was about to make a detour, when he suddenly saw a wisp of purple gas emerging from the sky in the distance.

"Master Tai?",

Seeing the purple qi of the floating pass, Lu Hong was stunned at first, then turned off the horse, found a secluded place to tie the horse, and flew towards the north with a movement of his body.