"You've smashed all the mountains!"

The three-flowered cat pressed against his chest, and its four little paws kicked violently, almost stepping on his body and clothes to climb up until it poked its head out of his shoulders and looked at the borrowed mountain behind him.

At this time, the borrowed mountain was really a miserable situation.

"It's okay......"

The Taoist turned around and looked at the mountain as well.

"Well, I can't see it again!"

The cat writhed in his arms again, changed direction, and continued to look at Shishan with a pair of curious eyes.

I saw the Taoist blow a breath.

"Hoo ......"

This breath suddenly turned into a cold wind.

The great cold spirit rhyme is just in line with the heaven and earth at this time, only one sacrifice, the "borrowed mountain" suddenly floated goose feather snow, the original red flow rock on the mountain quickly cooled, darkened and blackened, and the remaining yang to the strong spiritual power was gradually eliminated by the cold of the heaven and earth, and gradually returned to calm.

"It's still rotten on the mountain!"

The three-flowered cat stretched out a paw, stared at the borrowed mountain without blinking, and pointed to the crack on it and said.

"Let it be like this."

"The trees on the mountain are gone!"

"It's going to be longer."

"The stone monument on the mountain is also rotten!"

"That's ......"

The Taoist just set his eyes on the bottom of the mountain, and when he heard Sanhua Niangniang's words, he moved his gaze back, picked a place, and blew again:

"Hoo ......"

"...... Uproar"

A protruding stone on the mountain suddenly cracked, and the rubble powder brushed down, leaving only a new stone tablet, on which the words were still written:

In February of the sixth year of Mingde, Shu Yifan and the dark horse borrowed the demon from the mountain god of Pingzhou.

It's just that the mountains have changed.

Nowadays, it is still huge and majestic, especially in the plain without mountains and hills, it is even more huge, so big that it is abrupt and majestic. However, now it is full of cracks, the largest of which is even wider than the official road on the mountain, crisscrossing the mountain, and the freshly cooled flow rock on the mountain also makes it look completely different from before, if it is strange, it is even more bizarre.

Since it's borrowed to suppress demons, I still can't forget my duty.

The Taoist held the cat with one hand and pinched a magic seal with the other.

"......"

Suddenly, I don't know how many streamers flew out of his hand, full of colors, different shades, some flew in all directions, some flew into the borrowed mountain, and some flew into the bottom of the mountain, intertwined into a dazzling net.

The Yin and Yang Four Seasons Array, which was consumed and incomplete in the fighting method, was replenished with spiritual power, and the affected mountain peak spirit was gradually restored.

"Hoo ......"

The Taoist breathed towards the mountain again.

The spring water that had been seeping faintly from the bottom of the mountain suddenly flowed back again, and there was not a drop left.

"Buzz ......"

The circle is in effect again.

Yin and yang do not turn, and the four seasons remain unchanged.

Take the mountains and the water.

"Demon Dao, if I can see the light of day one day, I can destroy your Fulongguan and cut off your ......inheritance."

There was a faint sound in the mountains.

The first two words are relatively clear, but by the time they reach the end, they are blurred, and by the last few words, they are almost inaudible.

"Brush!"

The cat in the Taoist's arms instantly turned his head, looked in the direction from which the voice came, and said in a daze: "Sanhua Niangniang seems to hear who is talking!" ”

"Yes......"

"Who?"

"In the mountains."

"Oh! That demon king! ”

"That's right......"

"What did he say?"

"He said that if there is a day when he sees the light of day again, he will destroy our Fulongguan and cut off our inheritance." Song You was very relaxed, as if he was talking about an insignificant matter, but after speaking, he couldn't help but add to the cat in his arms, "If Sanhua Niangniang is still there at that time, Fulongguan is still there, and this demon king is not dead, and if he sees the light of day by chance, Sanhua Niangniang must remember to protect us." ”

The tone is like teasing a child.

"Okay!"

The cat replied very solemnly.

"Then I will thank the younger generations of the Taoist Temple many years later."

"You're welcome!"

"Hoo ......"

The Taoist finally blew a sigh of relief.

This time it's for this land.

In the first battle, although the ancient god of the Heavenly Bell used the Four Seasons Bell to block this heaven and earth, although he did not have this intention, but to some extent, it could be regarded as preventing the spread of the combat hazards, but the Four Seasons Bell still shrouded a large piece of land under the borrowed mountain, and the villagers of several scattered villages have been evacuated, but the houses have been left in place, and now these houses have been affected even with the fields under the mountain.

The breath of the Taoist is the perception obtained from the spiritual rhyme of the five directions, which can restore the original vitality of this land.

Although it can't be completely restored, at least the original Xianmo and ridges can't be restored, but at least they can continue to be cultivated.

Damaged houses cannot be repaired.

However, the Taoist can leave a little more charm in the fields, and the fields under the mountains will definitely belong to these villages, and when the people come back to rebuild their houses and re-cultivate, they will be compensated next year.

After all this, it is over.

The last faint gaze in the sky was withdrawn.

"Let's go." The Taoist said indifferently, "Please take us away." ”

"Where are you going?"

"Go to Tianzhu Mountain!"

"Tianzhu Mountain!"

Sanhua Niangniang naturally knows Tianzhu Mountain.

I've been there twice.

From here, I vaguely know the direction.

"Canopy ......"

The sky was full of black clouds that turned into cranes and fell on the snow.

The wind blows and the snow dances, the world is blank, the world seems to be only black and white, even the Taoist robes, swallows and cranes do not mess with this color, the difference, only a three-color cat and a little red on the top of the crane's head.

"Plop Plop ......"

The crane flapped its wings, blew up the snow all over the ground, ran a few steps, and then leisurely ascended to the clouds.

The swallow is a little smaller, not as big as the crane's eyes, and it flapps its wings hard, follows the crane, soaring in the snow clouds, very comfortable.

The three-flowered cat was very afraid of the cold, shrunk into a ball in the arms of the Taoist, and raised his head to ask him if he was cold.

Taoist people are naturally not cold.

"Did you win the battle against that old god?" The cat continued to tilt its head and stare at him with a pair of amber eyes, curious in them, like a child trying to hear a story.

"Nature."

"Swallow says he's amazing!"

"Yes."

"And how did you win?"

"In line with the general trend of heaven and the people, it is natural to get twice the result with half the effort."

"What about the old gods?"

"Death is gone."

The Taoist said very calmly.

The Heavenly Bell Ancient God is very remarkable, and it is difficult to say who wins and who loses in the battle between him and the Huoyang Divine Monarch, but his threat to Song You is obviously greater than that of the Huoyang True Monarch. Both of them were powerful in ancient times, and neither of them relied on virtue and merit to achieve the divine position, but he was different from Huoyang Zhenjun in at least two ways.

First, after Huoyang Zhenjun became a god, he almost stood behind the fire department of the Heavenly Palace, and he was also the god of fire with a great reputation among the people. However, the ancient gods of the Heavenly Bell almost never appeared, and they made almost no contribution to the people of the world.

The second is that at that time, the Fire Yang Divine Monarch was in the lower realm, and he did not have a heavy killing intent towards the Taoist, and he had almost two attitudes towards the Heavenly Bell Ancient God this time.

The Taoists are naturally different for them.

After hearing this, Sanhua Niangniang was very worried, lowered her eyes slightly, and a pair of originally round eyes were no longer so round, and a cat face also showed a frowning look, looking at the Taoist.

"Then if you lose, will you also be killed?"

"Nature."

The Taoist said calmly, but after speaking, he reached out and stroked her back hair: "But Sanhua Niangniang don't worry, she has her own ability." ”

The cat stopped talking.

"That's right—"

The Taoist sat cross-legged on the crane's back and asked them, "What time is today?" ”

"Yanzi said that it has been nine years of Da'an."

"Mr. Hui! Today just arrived in Da'an nine years! When the swallow heard the voice, he flew closer to the Taoist, almost flying on the back of the crane, "Today is the first day of the first month of the ninth year of Da'an!" ”

"The first day of the first month, ah......"

The Taoist couldn't help but look down.

Looking through the clouds and mist, you can see the plains below.

In a trance, Heyuan is still the same as before, covered with snow, but between this snow, there are often village houses, and occasional cooking smoke rises.

"Why are there so many houses that are empty?"

The three-flowered cat also looked down, but questioned.

"How does Sanhua Niangniang know that there is no one?"

"Because there is no smoke. If there are people, it should be time to cook by now. When you cook rice, you smoke. ”

"I see."

Before the Taoist could answer her question, she had already seen the answer herself.

I saw that on the ground below, between the wind and snow, there were several long black lines, like moving ants, walking from one direction to another on the snow, braving the wind and snow.

There is also a line ahead.

It's just that it's no longer a solid line in pitch black, but more like a dotted line, and each of the dots that make up this dotted line has to be farther away, farther and farther away, but it is a smaller dot bigger than a person - it is a circle of snow temples that were originally located on the edge of the snow field, and the temple was dedicated to a group of diligent gods who were proficient in fighting methods, subduing demons and eliminating demons, and were willing to do so.

Today, the first day of the Lunar New Year, is the time to worship the gods.

People line up in a long line, walking between the snow, in order to resist the wind and snow, some people carry back baskets, some people carry burdens, which are full of incense sticks, and they want to go to several snow temples next to each other to incense, and even some of the snow temples that are close to several scattered at the same time have lined up at the door, and everyone is waiting for incense.

All the snow temples were full of green smoke and soared into the sky.

Even when the Taoist group flew over the sky on a crane, they could smell the smell of cigarettes.

This is a grand occasion that I heard about back then.

It was also a grand occasion that I had never seen back then.

I saw it today.

Not only can I see it, but I can see it more clearly from a more rare and comprehensive angle.

"Sure enough......"

The demons of the snowy fields have been removed, but the locals still follow the tradition of worshipping the gods who once protected them.

It's been fourteen years.

Maybe 14 more years.

The Taoist couldn't help but smile.

At least for now, all the gods who have entered this circle of snow temples have never failed the trust and incense of the people.

"Hoo ......"

The crane flapped its wings and flew away from the snowfield.

The trip went diagonally to the northeast, straight to Yuezhou.

It was only at this point that the Dao breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hoo ......"

His face finally showed a look of exhaustion, and he finally showed a little weakness.

"Daoist, you're cold!"

The three-flowered cat stared straight at the Taoist priest.

"Not much."

"There are furry clothes in the quilt bag, you put them on first!"

"Good ......"

The Taoist followed her instructions.

Only the swallow silently flew over, folded its wings, landed on the crane's back, and stopped beside it.

That's when he understood—

The Heavenly Bell Ancient God is not so easy to deal with, and Mr. is not so easy to win, but after winning, he still makes a relaxed posture, as if he has never been tired, and he does not consume much mana, just to guard against the possible backhands of the Heavenly Palace, such as those gods and generals, or more powerful gods.

As for who, Swallow doesn't know.

A few days ago, the old ancestor had a long talk with him, and it was said that the four saints of the Quartet were in retreat, and most of them could not come out in a short time, leaving a void emperor, and I don't know if it would come from the lower realm.

There is also a Zhou Lei Gong, which is also extraordinary.

Even in the case of intense mana consumption, Mr. still repaired Heyuan's Yin and Yang Four Seasons Circle, restored the vast farmland to its original state, and left spiritual power as a compensatory, which was actually very risky. Ordinary people who lack courage would never be able to make such a decision.

However, with Mr.'s character, if he doesn't do this, he will be easily discovered by the Heavenly Palace.

"It's a pity that it's on the back of the crane......"

Sanhua Niangniang shrank in the arms of the Taoist, warmed him with her own body, and muttered in a low voice: "Otherwise, Sanhua Niangniang can burn a fire here and roast you warm!" ”

"Woo ......"

The crane seemed to understand, and let out a long roar.

When the cat heard it, it coaxed and persuaded him.

The chaotic sound coexisted with the sound of the wind, the Taoist looked at her with a smile, and the incense person on the edge of the Heyuan below looked up at the crane that was gradually flying away in the clouds, as if the situation was not so urgent.

(End of chapter)