The attics are lined up, and the pavilions are crisscrossed.

The clouds and water are like ribbons, running away, the sky is hanging on it, the layers of halo swaying, bending like a thin eyebrow crescent moon, slim, back and forth.

A green and blue, surrounded by pavilions and pavilions, will reflect this beautiful scenery.

There are still white birds flying with horizontal wings, the tail wings are as big as wheels, and the song is like a crane.

Between the sparkling water and shadows, Fang Longye sat on a water treasure rock.

Baoyan is not small, the moss is clear and green, and there are three or three bamboos on it. The four clear lights shine on it, and the green wanders, swaying.

The wind blows, the texture is swaying, the bamboo sound is pleasant, just like the palace business, the horn feathers move, the clear bamboo sound bursts out, if thousands of cranes chirp, it is very crisp.

That's right, the martyr is also afraid of being entangled by an idiot.

Under the entanglement of Fang Longye's dead face, he still stayed as he wished.

lives in Yang Chan's dojo, and sways in front of her eyes from time to time every day.

Or bickering and having fun, or talking about communication, or talking about poetry, songs, and songs.

It's so uncomfortable!

This lasted for more than ten days, and he felt that there was a certain ambiguity between the two, so Fang Longye thought about digesting what he had gained recently.

Under the halo of bamboo sound, you can see that above the water surface, clusters of fairy light are dense, and in it, there are treasures in various postures.

There are exquisite and gorgeous storage tools, lush branches and leaves that come out horizontally, pill gourds full of vitality, and amazing weapons,...... And so on and so forth.

The glow is bright, and the light shines.

Just one glance makes people can't take their eyes off.

Some of these treasures were accumulated before, and some were diligently funded by Emperor Huang Feihu of Dongyue.

As for, the Red Emperor Yanju~

Speaking of this, Fang Longye was angry, such a big guy, but Mao didn't see him pull out a single one.

Not to mention gifting treasures, even if you don't even see him give you a word or two of advice.

Compared with the big guys like Burning Lamp and Lu Pressure he has met, it's too far behind!

Until now, this is the first big guy Fang Longye has met who has seen a junior like him, but he hasn't given anything.

And~

I don't know if it's his delusion or it's a fact, at the banquet that was not long in Taishan, he always felt that the Red Emperor Yanju was alienated from him.

Even, it can be said that it is mixed with a trace of inexplicable disgust.

It's just a day of dog~

He couldn't figure out what he had made this big guy so unfavorable.

Fang Longye, who was puzzled, ignored one character, that is, Shennong's daughter-Nuwa.

Don't think that the big guy doesn't hold grudges.

Although there is another hidden truth in this, it is an irrefutable fact that the girl was robbed at the hands of the Dragon Clan of the East China Sea.

As the former leader of the human race, the Red Emperor Yanju certainly knew that he had to take care of the overall situation. But the public is public, and the private is private, as the brother of the female baby, Yanju naturally will not have a good face for the Dragon Clan.

Not casually killing the dragon clan is already his greatest tenderness to the dragon clan.

Being able to show an alienated closeness to Fang Longye can be regarded as the result of him taking into account Fang Longye's identity and background.

"Well, pick and choose, pick what I can use at the moment, pick out."

Fang Longye put aside these distracting thoughts, his eyes were condensed, staring at the dazzling array in front of him.

The five-colored halo behind him rose, turning into a five-colored divine light, back and forth among the treasures.

Sensing the qi of various treasures, when you encounter something that is beneficial to your own cultivation, you will roll it up as soon as you spin it slightly.

Now he has finally introduced the five-color divine light and magic power of Kong Xuan's big man to practice.

Although it has not yet reached the point where the divine light comes out and the treasures are brushed off, it can be regarded as the first time to see the form of the gods.

In a short time, the selection is finished.

Put away the remaining treasures, and then, a phantom of a dragon's head appeared behind him, roaring loudly, and swallowing all the treasures he picked out in one go.

Refining began.

……

Huashan, Yang Chan Dojo.

The blue waves are quiet, the clouds on the water surface are vast, the smoke is curling, covering a large area, there is a faint sound of the dragon's groan, and the clear is very.

Listen to the ears of men, vast and passionate.

There are even large swaths of five-colored fairy light, which appear out of thin air, reflecting the entire realm and the sky in a colorful light.

For a while, I only heard a dragon roar mixed with joy, and the clouds kept distorting, fainting with the fairy light, and then turned into a figure, it was Fang Longye.

I saw that he was sitting in a state, the cave behind him was unfolding, the pen and ink were blue on it, the sun and the moon were outlined into an image, the ocean was wanton, the earth was vast, and the stars were full of sky.

It gives a sense of unfathomability.

"It's a big gain!"

Fang Longye's eyes were shining, and the smile on his face was not stopped.

The treasures gifted to him by Emperor Dongyue, whether it is pills or spiritual objects, contain a lot of essence of heaven and earth, and the Tao contains legal principles.

Through refining, whether it is mana or bloodline, there is a lot of progress.

The most critical –

I saw him sitting on the treasure rock, above the top door, the clouds were like water, the fairy light was steaming, and the clusters were like flowers blooming on thousands of trees, luxuriant and colorful.

Up and down, left and right, all of them are golden flowers.

The fairy light is full of mist.

I don't know how long it has been, whether it is Yingluo or Jinhua, the more and more they bloom, the more they gather, the more they are full, and they are filled with time and space.

Then suddenly, together, the darkness is triggered.

It didn't seem to be very loud, but in the darkness that was difficult to see with the naked eye, a shocking scene appeared in front of Fang Longye's eyes.

I saw that in the time and space that is difficult to describe in words, the vast ocean of the road, vast and boundless.

Where the avenue is located, yin and yang are covered, cause and effect are isolated, there is no east, west, north and south, and there are no five elements of the universe.

There is only the "Tao", which is true and great.

Even the Golden Immortals, in such a vast ocean of Dao, were imperceptible.

Like dust, there is no sense of existence. A wind and waves may be completely annihilated.

After just a few glances, Fang Longye felt that his mental strength was exhausted, and he hurriedly withdrew from this sea of avenues.

"It turns out that if you want to be promoted to Taiyi, you have to leave your mark in this sea of roads."

Fang Longye muttered to himself, as if he had realized something.

This progress and the improvement of spirit and spirit are not small. But more importantly, with the accumulation of thick and thin, he actually got a glimpse of the ocean of avenues in advance.

You must know that this is the road ahead that can only be touched by the consummation of the Golden Immortal.

Now he has a clear candlelight on the threshold for Jin Xian's promotion to Taiyi.

Get up and take your hands, look around, the blue waves are rippling, the wood and stone are cold, the breeze is blowing, and it is indescribable.

"The meal should be eaten in one bite, and the road should be walked step by step." Fang Longye thought back to the scene he had just seen, and secretly said in his heart, "There is no point in thinking about this right now. ”

"The key point is that I can peek into the ocean of the Great Dao that can only be seen by the Golden Immortal Consummation, which is a rare help for me!"

A trickle of avenue insights appeared in his heart, and Fang Longye smiled with satisfaction.

These are all obtained from peeking into the ocean of the avenue. Even now, there is still a layer of unrealized mystery in his heart.

Stretching his waist, Fang Longye was in a happy mood, and said secretly in his heart: "It's time to go out and see the little rich woman!"

……

"Huh? You got out of the customs in time! I was going to take a photo for you, and I'm ready to go~"

One side of the temple.

The lanterns fall down like stars, big and small, and the flames on them are bright and cloudy, and the smoke is condensed and floating, and they are suspended in the circumference.

Fluctuating, running back and forth, colliding with each other, making different wonderful sounds.

On one side of the table, the two sat opposite each other, Yang Chan reached out and poured a glass of wine for Fang Longye, smiling.

Fang Longye saw that he was in a happy mood, took a look, and immediately understood.

Luck!

It seems that this little rich woman has a fate~

I saw that on her body, there were large swaths of purple and green luck, wisps of qi came from the void, seeped into the top door, and even made the sound of bells and fishing drums.

The luck of the whole person was vigorous, and he rushed straight to Xiao Han, covering all directions. The canopy is falling, and the colorful air is circling, and it is mighty and mighty, and the bottom is not visible.

This kind of luck is really a good luck when you are evil, and you will be lucky in trouble, and the treasure will be thrown by yourself~

"It seems that the fairy has come by chance? I just don't know where the opportunity should be? ”

Fang Longye took a small sip of the immortal brew in the cup and said with a smile.

Yang Chan took a sip of wine and said with a smile: "What? Looks like you're going to go with me? ”

"Can't you? I can't bear to part with the fairy~" Fang Longye pretended to be a soul grant, and leaned over to her.

"Flim Flam!"

Yang Chan shook her body and avoided it, but somehow, she didn't really move.

Just muttered in his mouth, and there was an inexplicable color in his eyes.

Yes, muttered.

Such a tone was obviously numb to Fang Tatsuno's rhetoric.

I don't even bother to be angry~

It's just that only she knows whether she is too lazy to be angry or not angry.

……

The fiber is scattered, and the light is sparse.

Above the blue sky, one side of the clouds gathered, and Fang Longye and Yang Chan were rushing together.

Go to the southwest border of Dahan.

Yang Chan's eyes lit up, looked into the distance, and exclaimed: "This southwest frontier is full of plagues? Before, I didn't know from the heavens? ”

In the Heavenly Machine, after she learned that her fate should be in the southwest direction, she calculated the Heavenly Opportunity in the southwest.

Although I can't know the specific information of the chance, the things in the southwest are quite clear. But there is no such thing as a plague in heaven.

This is so abnormal!

"Didn't the king of men dethrone the gods before? Perhaps this is the backlash suffered. ”

Fang Longye used his clairvoyance, saw the miserable scene in the distance, and said.

Then he paused, and added: "Of course, since you didn't detect it from the heavenly machine, it is also possible that someone has covered up the heavenly opportunity."

"Therefore, it cannot be ruled out that it was done by a monk who cultivates the plague."

"Since I'm not sure, then naturally I have to check it out~" Yang Chan turned her head and smiled.

As soon as the two said a word, they crossed Shu and came to the southwestern frontier of the Han Dynasty.

It is probably equivalent to the Yunnan-Guizhou and South Vietnam regions in the previous life.

On one side, the dilapidated city is less than five miles long, the city wall is low, and more than 1,000 families live.

It's just that at this time, this small town is very dead.

On a long street, there is no one in sight, every house is closed, every house is closed, almost all white flags are floating in front of the door, and the whole city is like a ghost town.

In all the passages of the city, heavily armed soldiers set up barriers to prevent the people of the city from coming out and spreading the plague.

In this era of poor medical conditions, the outbreak of the plague and the death of one city after another besieged the city to avoid the spread of the plague, which was the best choice.

And, really-

In this part of the territory, there can still be soldiers who are loyal to their duties, which can be regarded as okay~

Fang Longye and Yang Chan directly lowered the clouds in the city, but both of them were invisible and did not alarm in the slightest.

The city was quiet, and the occasional mournful cry was heard, which was even more desolate.

Not far away, a wild dog, the dog's hair is yellow, most of it has fallen off, revealing the rotten skin and rotten flesh under it, exuding a foul smell all over its body, lying on the ground, its eyes are gray, like a dead dog.

Fang Longye Yuan Shen glanced and found that there were only more than a thousand people left in the small city of a thousand households, which can be called ten rooms and nine emptiness.

He raised his head and looked at the sky above the city. I saw that it was full of lifelessness and lifelessness.

Seeing this weather, he turned his head to Yang Chan and said: "Life is cut off, if there is no miracle, the people here will die within ten days!" ”

This is not the result of this one city, but a large number of cities, all of which are like this.

Unexpectedly, when he turned his head, he found that Yang Chan was using his magical powers, swaying the nectar of Xianlin to treat the wild dog.

With the swaying of Xianlin, all the plague on the wild dog's body was washed away, and the festering skin and flesh were restored to their original state, and they couldn't help but feel angry.

If it weren't for the initial recovery from a long-term illness and the weakness of the body, I am afraid that I would immediately jump up vigorously.

With a wave of her hand, Yang Chan carved out the space and sent this wild dog into his own Divine Dao Law Realm.

Then, she waved at Fang Longye and said, "Let's go!" This plague was not a natural disaster, but a man-made disaster caused by monks. ”

"Find him and kill him."

"I guess, that's the chance I sensed!"

"Uh~" Fang Longye looked at Yang Chan with strange eyes, pointed to the dilapidated courtyard next to him, and said, "You don't plan to save the people here?"

I saw that in the dilapidated courtyard, there were five straw mats, and on the straw mats lay five men and women in ragged clothes and with pus all over their bodies.

These five people, their eyes were blank and their breath was weak, and it seemed that they would die at any moment.

Yang Chan waved her hand and said: "That's useless work, if the source of the plague is not removed, they will still die of the plague after a while."

"It doesn't make sense!"

"You should be able to see it too~ Not only this small city, but the entire southwest frontier is shrouded in that unknown monk with a strange aura."

"The creatures here, the depths of their souls, are locked by the plague. Even if the plague is removed from them temporarily, it will not be long before they are infected again. ”

"How many times can I save it, and how many people can I save?"

The tone was cold, and the whole person seemed extremely rational, almost impersonal.

There is not the slightest consciousness of relieving the suffering and doing great compassion.

Fang Longye didn't have an opinion, and expressed his indifference to this.

After getting along for this period of time, he has long understood that Yang Chan is not the legendary mother-like character in his previous life at all.

As a half-human race, people don't care, he's a dragon clan who takes pictures of the Demon Master's Mansion, why do you care so much?

I didn't threaten to ask for the blood sacrifice of boys and girls, it's all good~

It's just a little bit ~

Yang Chan's beautiful eyes closed slightly, as if she sensed the strange gaze he cast, breathed a sigh of relief, and explained: "That wild dog is meaningful!"

"It reminds me of the scene when I first met the Howling Dog with my second brother."

Fang Longye shrugged.

Bittersweet memories!

I've been calling a little rich woman and a little rich woman, and I almost forgot that people are much older than him!

Why are there more than 100 yuan meetings~

Lived for so many years.

A mortal who looks like an ant, is it a yarn?

Memories are priceless.

(End of chapter)