Tokozakura, a little god, a cherry dragon.

Han Baiyi listened silently, and it was as clear as a candle in the dark.

The inconspicuous details in the original game appeared like lights in the mouth of this monk who claimed to be the master of Xianfeng.

The so-called first step in reshaping one's body with the spirit of all things should be to devour the Tsunezakura Divine Tree and the little gods for their own use, right?

He continued to listen.

The Venerable Master of Xianfeng stated the history with a blank face: "However, after becoming a cherry dragon, it did not stop devouring, but set its sights on the entire reed. ”

"In the beginning, it summoned its own clansmen, or possibly its followers—the monsters we have become Sijiamei."

"Actually, we don't know what they're called, but after calling them like that for a long time, they've become Sijiamei."

"After having a subordinate, Sakura Dragon began to think of a way to encroach on the reeds, and the easiest way is naturally ...... War. ”

"That's why there was a centuries-old battle against demons hundreds of years ago."

"After all, there are still too few dragons, and there are only a few hundred of them, even if Yingzhou is not involved, Wei Ming alone is enough to organize enough forces to defeat him."

"As long as you go out, even if you have the demon thunder in your hands, and the huge and infinite silt and beauty, you can resist them in the mountains of Reed."

"In the end, Sijiamei didn't get out of the mountains."

Speaking of this, the Venerable Master of Xianfeng suddenly raised his head and looked at it from afar, as if he was recalling something.

Just like an ordinary old man sitting downstairs basking in the sun with a fan, a shallow smile unconsciously appeared on his face, recalling the people and scenery at that time.

It's just that he didn't know what to think, Han Baiyi watched the smile on the corner of his mouth slowly converge, still with that ancient and waveless expression, as if nothing had happened.

"But...... How can man be able to defeat God? ”

The Venerable Master of Xianfeng seemed to be helpless, or perhaps powerless, and made such an exclamation.

"After being strongly blocked by Silkami, Sakura reined in his sphere of influence and turned to another method - faith."

"It began to use the source water that really existed decades ago to spread the faith that belonged to Sakura Dragon."

"Civilians are always ignorant."

"Although the water of the source has long since changed its taste, and it is no longer enough to strengthen one's body and strength as it did back then, why should Sakura Dragon use a method that requires such a price?"

"As long as it mixes ambergris, which strengthens the desires of living beings, into the water, it is enough to sink the people of Ashina."

The Venerable Immortal Peak seemed to have thought of something and shook his head silently.

"You only need to take one sip and that feeling of fluttering fairy is enough to make people addicted, and you will never forget that wonderful taste for the rest of your life."

"Once there is no source of water, the whole person seems to be crazy, and falls into madness."

"And it is undeniable that even if it is just ambergris, it has a trace of dragon power, which can make people transform."

As he spoke, the monk looked at Han Baiyi,

"You should know, the war of thieves twenty years ago."

Han Baiyi nodded, the reeds became famous in the battle of the thief country, this is one of the main backgrounds of the wolf, of course he knows it.

The corner of the Venerable Master's mouth suddenly brought a mocking smile,

"Then do you know what the cause of the war of thieves is?"

Han Baiyi just wanted to shake his head, but suddenly remembered the plot of the first conversation between the wolf and Wei Ming in the game.

The Venerable Immortal Peak's tone was cold, but he seemed to be laughing.

"That's right, before that, Ashina had already surrendered to the Inner Mansion for nearly a hundred years, and the two parties were at peace for a hundred years, only during the tenure of that Daimyo, Ashina rebelled - because the Daimyo sent down by the Inner Government forbade the worship of the source of water in the first place."

"Just because he was forbidden to drink the water of the source, the reed, who had surrendered to the inner government for decades, was reversed."

"It's not because of the lack of food and clothing, and even the daimyo is more responsible than the previous ones, the harvest of Ashina is good, but in that year, Ashina started a years-long war."

"Those who died in the war probably died in a confused way, right?"

"This is the power of Sakura."

The Venerable Immortal Peak raised his head and stared at Han Baiyi's eyes.

"In the 800 years I have experienced, this kind of reincarnation has been repeated countless times."

"Because of this, thousands of people died."

"Eight hundred years ago, I began to rebel."

"But when it comes to facing the gods...... People are too fragile. ”

"So, I chose to abandon my human identity."

"Become an immortal and study the power of immortality."

"Master the dragon to make the dragon, that's what I think."

"But I didn't expect that the more I dig, the more I would find the abyss. Until the end, I couldn't get out. ”

As he spoke, the Venerable Master Xianfeng turned around and looked at Kotaro beside him, and with a flick of his hand, there was a tattered fan in his palm.

With a wave of his palm, Kotaro's fat body turned into a handful of smoke and dust with the dance of the fan, and the spark exploded from the middle, blooming countless firelight stars.

Like Han Baiyi during the New Year, he saw fireworks in the night sky.

"You killed him."

Han Baiyi was very sure of his eyes, because his pale white pupils were always open, and he could see Kotaro's inspiration dissipating.

But because he has a file reading function, and Kotaro looks ugly, not a cute royal sister or a little Lori, so there is not much excitement in his heart.

The Venerable Master of Xianfeng ignored him, and with another turn of his palm, the pu fan turned into a small white windmill.

As the smoke and dust drifted away, the windmill in his hand began to spin leisurely, disappearing with the brilliant fireworks.

"The poor monk is saving him."

The Venerable Immortal Peak turned his eyes and looked at Han Baiyi's statement.

"He's long dead."

"The poor monk just let his soul temporarily return to the Hidden Hall Ghost Feng."

Without waiting for Han Baiyi to ask, the Venerable Master of Xianfeng began to explain by himself: "The so-called immortality is not the real severance of reincarnation. ”

"Sakura Dragon uses faith as a thread to encompass the entire reed, turn it into its own divine domain, and forcibly devour the souls of all things in the reed, using it as a motivation to resist the laws of heaven and earth, and use the soul reincarnated here to fill its own broken dragon soul."

Over time, the vitality of the reed name gradually dissipated, and finally it became the less than 10,000 people it is today...... Deathtrap. ”

"As a last resort, the poor monk had no choice but to stop these souls who were supposed to lead to reincarnation and hide them in the Immortal Peak Hidden Temple."

Listening to the words of the Venerable Master of Xianfeng, Han Baiyi couldn't help but look a little weird.

This Sakura Dragon is really a talent.