In the blink of an eye, Xu Mozhi followed Wang Xiaotao from the beach to a small seaside town.

"What are you doing here?"

Xu Mozhi asked, she had already told Wang Xiaotao the approximate location of Ao Ren, shouldn't she go to Ao Ren right away? Why did you suddenly come to such a small city with no name?

Wrong.

Xu Mozhi raised his head, squinted, and carefully looked at the pale gold plaque hanging on the city wall, which was still shining in the dimness.

On the plaque, there are three big characters written uprightly - Fuyao City.

The city of Fuyao Niangniang.

This should be the place where Fuyao Niangniang appeared.

But Wang Xiaomoss has clearly not become a god yet, how can he have his own dojo?

Before Xu Moying could figure it out, there was a bronze bell with a clumsy shape more than one person high on the city gate, and I don't know what he sensed, but the bell was unexpectedly unexpectedly unexpected, sending out bursts of ancient bells.

'When-'

'When-'

'When-'

The bell rang three times and continued to chime unhurriedly.

If Changsheng is here, he will definitely be able to recognize this bell as the bronze bell that was used as a Dharma protector artifact by the temple in the Peony Temple back then, and now it actually appeared in Fuyao City.

It was almost dusk, the sun was about to set, and the lights in the city walls had not yet been lit, and it was the quietest time in the whole city.

But just as the bell rang, the small city, which had been so dead and silent as if it had fallen asleep, suddenly seemed to wake up, and the dazzling lights were lit one after another, so that it could compete with the sun that had not yet set.

As far as the eye could see, the lights on the city wall were also lit one after another, and the whole city was brightly lit up in an instant.

At the same time, Xu Mozhi could feel the ground trembling under his feet, as if some beast was rushing in their direction.

Xu Mozhi looked back, and there was a sandstorm on the flat ground not far away.

The dust on the ground seemed to have been swept up by the wind, rising up into the sky, covering the sky in the vast expanse, blocking the half of the sunset that had fallen to the horizon, and a huge blurred figure loomed in the middle of it.

In this faint shaking that seemed to shake the ground, the foot of the city wall at the gate of the city suddenly shouted, as if in response, and the figures rushing from all directions also let out echoing roars and shouts.

This cry swayed in the wind, one after another, and was sent to the twilight sky of this small seaside town, and also reached Xu Mowei's ear drum.

"Fuyao Niangniang!"

"Fuyao Niangniang!"

"Fuyao Niangniang!"

"Fuyao Niangniang!"

Wang Xiaomoss stood in the air step by step in the midst of the fanatical cries from all directions, and under her feet, golden formations kept emerging, and Xu Mozhi suddenly felt that his gaze was constantly rising.

Under her feet, a golden platform of gold was erected.

The golden bricks were born out of thin air, stacked on top of each other at a speed that was almost impossible to see with the naked eye, forming a delicately shaped golden platform.

Hundreds of golden high-rise buildings rise from the ground.

Even the city in front of them seemed so small, and Xu Mozhi and Wang Xiaotao stood in the center of this golden platform, accepting worship from all directions.

The last rays of sunlight cast before the sun set happened to pass through the gaps between the cornices and corners of the golden platform, casting a circle of bright spots of light that dazzled people's eyes slightly.

The sun has set, but the Golden Terrace has risen, replacing the sun's brilliance.

Wang Xiaotao didn't know when she changed into an extremely exquisite palace skirt, her black hair was combed into a high bun, and she was draped in a layer of golden tulle outside.

The breeze blows, the golden yarn flies, and Wang Xiaomoss has a soft but dazzling halo around her body.

There is no one between heaven and earth who will not be attracted to her.

The people in the city ran out frantically, shouting 'Fu Yao Niang Niangzhi', and after seeing the golden platform built by Wang Xiaotao out of thin air, they almost shed tears, knelt on the ground and bowed repeatedly, praying for her mercy and tolerance.

At this time, although Xu Mozhi couldn't see clearly, he could also sense through a special way what kind of people were coming from all directions, demon races, water tribes, even immortal cultivators, and many races that he had never seen before.

They flew from heaven, from the earth, from the earth, from the earth, and came out, and ran over.

scrambling to crawl under the golden platform, desperately kneeling and kissing the ground at the feet of the mother.

The posture is humble, and tears are flowing from their eyes, but they are actually sincere and willing.

The 10,000 bright lights lit are overwhelming, the lights seem to penetrate the heaven and the earth, and the faint candlelight forms a sea of fire, which is spectacular and grand, especially shocking.

Not far away, the sound of the bronze bell rang at the right time, as if it came from ancient times, and the heart was spontaneously desolate and magnificent, mysterious and lonely, coupled with the golden platform that stood tall and shimmered with glow, it also gave people an inexplicable feeling, that was the original human world really has the vastness of this god.

I looked at the believers kneeling all over the ground, as well as the believers who were still rushing to pay homage from afar.

Wang Xiaotao laughed, her smile was reflected in the mirror as round as the full moon, and it was really full of brilliance, like a pearl and beautiful jade, dazzling and indescribable.

In the breeze, she spread her arms, and the golden tulle flew with the wind, "Mortals, there will be death." ”

"Mortals will take care of themselves!"

In the eyes of those believers, Wang Xiaotao, who opened his arms to them, was like a dream.

A dream that is so beautiful in the world that it is enough to drown all things.

They had to spend all their lives weeping and bowing their heads to the fire of God's love.

Listening to the mountain cry of 'mortals will take care of themselves', Xu Mozhi finally knew what the mandate of heaven was.

She had always felt that what the Heavenly Dao had asked her to wait for in the Lishan Old Mother Palace should be the real Dingzhou King Fuyao.

But perhaps, what she is really waiting for is not the now unknown Wang Fuyao, but this Fuyao mother Wang Xiaomoss who is full of hatred.

Xu Mozhi looked at Wang Xiaotao and raised her arms and shouted, and said to the believers below that she had to do something for them, this matter is extremely risky, and if she is not careful, her soul will be scattered and she will not enter reincarnation, but if it is done, there will be several years of smooth weather in the world, and humanity will be auspicious.

Who wants to go with Fuyao Niangniang?

Naturally, the believers did not refuse, and they echoed and harmonized.

Wang Xiaotao then handed over a small number of believers to Xu Mozhi, Xu Mozhi was a rare warlock, and he could naturally deduce the location of those people.

In order to help Xu Mosheng, Wang Xiaotao asked her immortal companion Changsheng to go with her.

Changsheng had already heard about Xu Mo's matter here in Wang Xiaotao, and he was filled with righteous indignation, so he was naturally willing.

The rest of the people, especially the black-robed priests among them, followed Wang Xiaotao, and calculated along Xu Mo's negative basis that the direction where Ao Ren was located and killed the past.

"She's going to find Ao Ren, I'm just dealing with a few mortals, she's much more dangerous than me, why don't you go with her?"

On the immortal boat, after setting off, Xu Mosheng called Changsheng aside, she also knew the bond between the god lord and the immortal companions, one was prosperous, and the other was lost, at this time, Changsheng should follow Wang Xiaomoss as an immortal companion.

"She's grown up," Changsheng shrugged, but comforted Xu Mocheng, "She is now the Fuyao Niangniang admired by Jiuzhou, not the previous lonely queen Xiaomos, she believes in me, then I also believe in her, an Ao Ren is just a person, she will not act without her strength."

"Besides, it's not like it used to be, do you think it's really just a matter of chasing a few mortals?

"Those well-fed immortals, I can't say that they are waiting for you to take revenge on their side now.

"I heard that you are very good at fortune telling, why don't you help me calculate someone."

Xu Mozhi raised his face and turned his head to look in the direction of Changsheng, his blindfold firmly against her skin, without revealing a trace of emotion, "I just took a hexagram." ”

Changsheng was curious: "For whom?" What is accounted for? ”

Xu Mozhi straightened his back, looked at the direction in which Xianzhou was going, stretched out his fingers to feel the clouds that kept flowing between his fingers, and said lightly:

"People are poor, ghosts cry, death destroys evil, and the world is the fiercest.

"Are you sure you don't want to be with her?"

For the lost memory, you will never remember the classmates!