Riding a horse galloping for three hundred miles, the horses were panting, Long Tian saw that city from afar, is that city still that city?

With a wave of the horsewhip, he flew away and galloped away, running towards the city of Fengyang.

The cold wind was blowing, and it was obvious that with the change of time, the weather also became colder, and the face was painful.

The city was all under the eyes of Long Tian and the others, the reins pulled the horses, and the horses neighed! A cloud of white gas came out, and the city in the eyes changed, the wind blew, and the dust was raised, and the city was already empty.

Dismounted and approached the city tower, the original magnificent characters of this flying city had also cracked, the handwriting was blurred, and there was no longer the momentum of the prosperous time, as if the soul had been broken.

Town!

The originally prosperous street market was already empty, broken and ruined, only under the corner of the city wall, full of weeds, but in this cold wind, it also became yellow, but tomorrow spring, this grass will sprout again.

Leading the horse, the four people walked together, the empty street can be described as an empty city, and people walk to tea and cool, but it is also a little more mysterious.

Long Tian looked at the city, it seemed that there was still a trace of residual blood, it was the blood of the Long family army, it was a Zheng Zheng man who had spilled blood on the battlefield, and his body was full of scars with Taoist memories, and in the battle of this Fengyang City, the entire Long family army was defeated.

Long Tian gradually walked towards this street, there was originally a restaurant here, the restaurant that Long Tian was familiar with, the first time he came to Fengyang City, he came to the Feiyang Inn in front of him! He met Ouyang Xue for the first time, and Ouyang Yun was here. In my memory, Long Tian was still a little wolf, and he hugged the waist of the little girl, and he even looked at the white body of the other person, and it is not an exaggeration to say that Long Tian is a Qin beast.

A smile appeared on the corner of Long Tian's mouth, and he touched the table, which was full of flying dust and a finger of dust!

This place has been deserted for a long time, Long Tian's intuition felt Long Tian, this city was turned into an empty city in that war, it was originally a big city in the Yellow Sky Empire, but it was also after a battle, full of mess, Long Tian swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

There is self-blame, if Long Tian does not appear, Fengyang City is still as prosperous as before, and the scene in his memory is in stark contrast to the scene in front of him.

Long Tian rushed out of this inn and rushed towards the windswept city lord's mansion, like a sharp arrow, raising a cloud of dust.

In the city lord's mansion, Long Tian walked through the pavilions and pavilions in his memory, opened the door of the secret room, and passed through the dark and silent passage, there was light in front of him, the inextinguishable light, illuminating the secret room a little dark, the portraits, the familiar figures, the names that seemed to be engraved with blood, Long Tian was on his knees.

The Long Family Army is the legend of the Yellow Sky Empire's generation, and now there is indeed an additional spiritual position here, I don't know who erected it, the person on the portrait is majestic, and the eyebrows are full of the arrogance that the Long Family Army should have, Long Tian kowtowed three heads to this person, this person is the city lord of Fengyang City, making the fox Fengyang.

"Has anyone been here?" Long Tian kowtowed, looked at the portrait, and wondered.

"Who is it? Could it be Ling Huyun?" "Long Tian knew that only this one person had been here, and this extra spiritual position formed the military soul of this generation of the Long Family Army!

This once invincible, turned a blind eye, created a miracle in a war, so that the Yellow Sky Empire can prosper forever, the era that belonged to the Long family army has passed, it was destroyed by the Leng family, the undead, those are the brothers of that person in the depths of Long Tian's mind, Long Tian is bleeding that person's blood, and he has not yet avenged that person.

"Ah......h

Long Tian roared, and his fighting spirit rippled away, the strong wind made the portraits sway, the candlelight was faint, a pair of scarlet eyes, and a figure disappeared at the end of the secret room.

Feiyang Pavilion, the landmark building of the whole Fengyang City, Long Tian is in front, two old men and a girl are behind, and they go to the bottom of this Feiyang Pavilion.

Suddenly, the strong wind blew, Long Tian froze, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, the person in his eyes, swept the monk, his clothes were tattered, and he swept the fallen leaves falling from the trees, and when he saw the person coming, he also stopped the work in his hand, made a prayer, and said: "Amitabha!"

I saw that the old monk slowly came to the front of Long Tian and a few people, and before Long Tian and the others could speak, the old monk had already spoken: "No one has come to this Fengyang City for a year or two, and no one dares to come, so please leave quickly." ”

"I'm already here, I'm going to leave in two days!" Old Huang behind Long Tian glanced at the old monk who was not shocked.

"The guest came from afar, stopped to rest, and asked the old monk to prepare a few cups of tea, but overnight, no, this city, only I am an old monk, leisurely!" the old monk saluted.

"Then we have to stay? "Dust extinguishing is also a sentence to spit out.

"If you want to stay, you can stay, if you want to go, I just have a good heart, but if you want to stay, you have to stay!" The old monk looked at Lao Huang and Zhanchen, and finally a smile hung on the corner of his mouth!

"I don't know what the master is called?" Long Tian saluted to the old monk and asked.

"Old monk's name, quit demons, punish demons, Amitabha!" the old monk said calmly.

"Guests from afar, if you don't dislike it, you can go to Feiyang Pavilion to have a cup of tea, and then leave here. The old monk made a gesture of please, with a kind face and a smile.

"Just thirsty!" said the word "extinguishing the dust, he took a step and walked towards the wind pavilion.

Entering the pavilion, a scene in front of you, is also not what it used to be, the full floor of the exercise books, there are not a few, a closer look, this is still a few Buddhist scriptures, should belong to the old monk in front of the thing, turn in front of the front of a wooden table, there is a wisp of sandalwood, the pavilion wall is still hanging a word flute, next to the flute flying a word, only four words: "Buddha heart battle body!"

This is cursive! It should also belong to the old monk's hand, and the ink doesn't seem to have dried yet......

At this moment, the old monk carried a purple clay pot in his hand, brewed a pot of tea, poured five cups, and said with a smile: "Guests from afar, this is Nanshan Bodhi tea, a little bitter, but also sweet!"

Lao Huang took the tea, took a sip of tea, and said with a crooked eyebrow: "Good tea!"

Long Tian also picked up the teacup and took a sip, this tea is really bitter and astringent, how can it become a good tea?

Hearing the guest's evaluation, the old monk also smiled, took a sip himself, squinted his eyes, opened them again, and said: "Child, those words are for you!"

Buddha heart battle body!

The Buddha beads on Long Tian's wrist were also faintly glowing, but no one noticed it!