Chapter 90 Baolian's Lamp Shines on the Kindness of the Devil in the Land of the Southern Barbarians

said a thousand ways and ten thousand, Yang Chan is an immortal god who has existed for more than 10 million years, and she is used to seeing the impermanence of life and death.

However, in her eyes, mortals are like fungi and insects that are dying in the eyes of mortals, there is no essential difference.

Not to mention that she is not as kind-hearted as the legend in her previous life, even if she really has a heart that loves all beings.

Her love will only be for all beings, not just mortals.

In this case, it couldn't be easier to maintain a certain level of sanity~

After Fang Longye had a lot of thoughts, he looked at Yang Chan, who was a little distracted, and flattered: "What the fairy said is right~ In the case that the root cause is not broken, saving them once is just to let them experience pain again."

"It's better to let them enter the cycle of reincarnation as soon as possible and become human again."

Yang Chan sighed and said, "You think too much~ They don't have an afterlife, as long as they die, their souls will be devoured by the plague, making the power of this plague even stronger."

"This plague was created by an unknown monk, and it is essentially to help cultivation, not as simple as an ordinary plague."

"It can be said that after this plague, I don't know how many people will return to nothingness!"

I saw that her expression was inexplicable, and she was obviously not completely ruthless about it, but she still had some feelings.

When Fang Longye heard this, his brows jumped. Before, he only cared about hope, and then he was stunned by Yang Chan's action of treating the wild dog.

Until now, he hadn't really understood the plague that ravaged the southwestern frontier.

This can't be done~ As the saying goes, knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent will not be defeated in a hundred battles. After a while, he was going to follow Yang Chan to meet the plague monks.

But you can't be careless~

After all, he wasn't familiar with the plague.

"Hmm~ Just at this time, let's have an understanding first."

Thinking of this, Fang Longye stretched out his hand to grab the void, and took in a wisp of distemper qi, his eyes were bright, and he began to gain insight into the details of this wisp of distemper.

This wisp of distemper continued to amplify in Fang Longye's eyes. The gray plague, after being magnified thousands of times, appeared countless filamentous objects.

Layered and mysterious.

Under the law, this can only be seen.

Fang Longye immediately displayed the magic power of "Insight into the Wall", which was subtle. The silk wool continued to enlarge, and it turned out to be a fluffy bug.

Thousands, hundreds of millions of caterpillars gathered together to turn into a visible silk wool.

"Good fellow, this plague is really unusual!" Fang Longye sighed inexplicably, and a wisp of true fire popped out of his hand, refining the plague in his hand into flying ashes.

He originally thought that although this plague was beneficial, it was estimated that it would only work for ordinary mortals.

I never thought that after some investigation, I found that even a monk of the Yuan Shen Realm who had not become an immortal could be plagued to death, let alone mortals, which was really unexpected.

Turning his head to look at the courtyard not far away.

Learning Yang Chan's movements, the mana surged, swaying out the Creation Immortal Rain, and washed towards the five men and women who were ragged and covered in pus.

The plague was gone, and the festering flesh and skin on their bodies returned to their original state, and the five people got up in surprise and sat up, looking dazed.

"Sure enough, it's the same as Yang Chan said~" Fang Longye didn't care about the five people who had recovered from kneeling towards the void.

It's just that his eyes are shining, staring at the next change.

I saw that as his mana receded, there was a trace of gray plague around him, lingering on the bodies of the five people.

These five people were blackened one by one, and their heads were filled with death, which was really a sign of death.

His gaze penetrated the bodies of the five people and shone on their souls, and he saw that they were full of those silky plagues, which continued to spread.

Just like Yang Chan said, this plague not only penetrates deep into the bone marrow, but also penetrates into the soul.

It's like a curse, once you get it, even if you clean it up, it won't be long before it recurs.

"Treating the symptoms is not the root cause." Fang Longye shook his head, he still wanted to find the source of this plague, the unknown monk who didn't know where.

Otherwise, even if he used his means to purify all the plague poison in Zhou Zai, it would not be long before he swept back again.

It's just that if you really kill the unknown monk, I'm afraid that these mortals won't live much.

"Or, just kill all these mortals? Die early and be born sooner, lest they suffer. ”

Fang Longye looked at the more than a thousand mortals in the city, wailing incessantly, his mind jumped, and he secretly said in his heart.

As for casting the True Fire of Creation and the Pure World Bead of Creation, it is not impossible to protect them for a while.

But this plague spread throughout the southwestern frontier, and spread for many miles.

If you really want to do it, it takes a lot of energy, and Fang Longye, who is selfish, is not willing to do such a thankless thing.

As for the favor of humane qi and the blessing of luck, others may look sideways at it, but Fang Longye will not put it in his eyes.

"Let's go!" Yang Chan glanced around, and said coldly: "Find that demon and cut off the root cause."

The voice was cold, like frost and snow in winter.

Obviously, although she is silent on her face, her heart is not without waves.

……

The two of them stood up together, and when they reached mid-air, Yang Chan's body froze.

Fang Longye followed her gaze and realized her actions.

I saw that in the city below, in a dilapidated courtyard, there were two children, a man, a woman.

None of them are too old. The boy is about eleven or twelve years old, and the girl is eight or nine years old.

Under such a plague, no matter whether they were brocade clothes or jade food before, they have all become called Huazi at this time.

"Sister!"

"Look, brother, what did I find today?" The boy dragged his sick body, his face was yellow, and he had just returned from outside.

He took out two yellowed and blackened nest heads from his arms and stuffed them into his sister's hands, who were curled up in the corner.

My sister's eyes lit up, and she immediately bit into the nest's head, and then thought of something, she licked her chapped lips.

Then, he raised his head in a leisurely manner.

"Brother, you eat it too~"

It's just a few words, but it takes a lot of effort, and it's obvious that it's already dead.

"Your brother and I have eaten, you can eat it~" The boy touched his sister's yellow pigtails, picked up a bowl of water, and brought it to her mouth, smiling on his face.

The girl took a sip of water, took another bite of the nest, and swallowed the water.

"Then I'll keep one and eat it next time."

"Good~"

The boy smiled, and then said, "Sister, you eat first, I still have some things." If nothing else, I'll be able to give you a meal of meat tomorrow. ”

"Really?"

"Really~"

Still with a shallow smile.

The boy said goodbye to his sister, turned and walked out of the courtyard where he was staying, and came to the deserted next door.

He found an open space, picked up a shiny knife, prepared it to tie it, gritted his teeth, and was about to cut it at his thigh.

At that moment, a streamer of light streaked by, blocking his movements.

A man and a woman, two beautifully dressed immortals, appeared in front of him.

……

Above mid-air.

Fang Longye looked at it, and put the two brothers and sisters into his own Divine Dao Law Realm, Yang Chan, who still had red eyes, touched his nose.

Get~

It's touching the scene again!

It seems that this thankless task cannot be avoided.

"Brother Fang!"

Yang Chan's skirt was fluttering, her body was surrounded by fairy light, and Qingyun held up a palm-sized green jade magic lamp on the top.

The lamps are stacked, like a green lotus.

The flames are bright and colorful, if the clouds are spreading, the clusters are intertwined, and the five-colored lights and flames are swaying back and forth.

Shine brightly and shine in all directions.

"Brother Fang, help me later!"

The fairy light is dense and colorful.

The five-colored divine fire gushed out from the lotus lamp, filling the heavens and the earth, smelting the gray plague that was invisible to countless mortals.

The flames of light swept through the city, neither hurting people nor things, and in a flash, the plague of the city was swept away.

Regardless of human or animal, all of them are cured without medicine.

Yang Chan, who stopped in the air, didn't care about the crowd of mortals who showed up and showed miracles, and knelt down to worship the mortals who thanked her.

Instead, he said to Fang Longye: "Brother Fang, I plan to get rid of the plague in this southwest land first, and then put all this dry creature into the mountains and rivers community map and isolate it."

"However, I am afraid of the demon hiding in the shadows, waiting for an opportunity. I also asked Brother Fang to take care of me on the side. ”

"Mountains and rivers are in the picture?"

Fang Long's ambition was shocked.

Good guy, the mountains and rivers are all in her hands.

What kind of treatment is this?

"That's right, the mountains and rivers are map~"

Yang Chansu shook her hand and held up a scroll in her palm. Even if it has not been launched, the pre-existing weather opportunity it revealed has made Fang Longye yearn for it.

"The fairy is really a great love, Fang admires. This great compassion alone is estimated to be comparable to the Guanyin who saves suffering. ”

"Since it is a fairy asking for each other, Fang should help you."

Fang Longye's face was righteous and awe-inspiring, but his mouth was still full of rhetoric.

Then the top of the Qingyun is born, and the divine fire and the pure world pearl are swaying in it.

attracted Yang Chan's sideways.

In particular, the cluster of divine fire made the lotus lamp on her top move.

The whole person's heart can't help but ripple. An indescribable feeling fell into my heart and swept around.

He shook his head and sank the feeling into his heart. Throwing away the distracting thoughts, Yang Chan pointed to the top of the Baolian lamp, which shines in the world, incomparable.

The lights are in the sky, and everything is extinguished.

Fang Longye also followed, creating the Pure World Bead and the Divine Fire, all of which came out together.

The light of the pure world sprinkled on the universe, and the divine fire of creation burned the plague qi, and for a while, the fairy light was continuous.

Of course –

Compared with the best innate spirit treasure like the Baolian lamp, it is naturally dwarfed.

But it was a bit of a part.

With the cooperation of the two, the plague that was originally filled with the entire southwest frontier receded like molten gold in the scorching sun.

Of course, only for the time being.

Fang Longye could feel that there was a gray plague coming from the underworld, but it was blocked by the Dao rhyme of the innate spiritual treasure of the Baolian Lamp.

Once you put away the spirit treasure, it will inevitably sweep again.

"Up!"

Yang Chan did not hesitate, stretched out her hand and threw out the map of the mountains and rivers, pinched the handprints, and chanted the incantation.

Boom Boom –

The map of the mountains and rivers slowly unfolded, and soared rapidly, and in an instant, it filled the sky and the polar earth, turning into a real heaven and earth, suppressing the universe.

Towering mountain peaks, meandering rivers, flat and swinging fields, mountains and forests full of frost leaves, birds, beasts, fish and insects coming and going, and so on......

Expansive.

"Mountains and rivers are in the picture?"

"This gas engine, is it the map of the mountains and rivers society?"

In the dark, countless big people sensed the Lingbao Qi machine and turned their eyes over.

A map of mountains and rivers attracted Zhou Tian's attention.

Yang Chan doesn't care about these.

The seal in her hand changed, the mountains and rivers swayed, and under one volume, all the mortal beings in the southwest frontier of the Han Dynasty were gathered in it.

I have completed my previous plan.

The whole process was smooth and smooth, without the slightest mud and water.

Contrary to previous speculations -

Until she withdrew a dry spiritual treasure, even the Baolian Lantern had returned to Qingyun, and the expected opponent did not show the slightest trace.

However, the enemy can't come, so I'll go myself.

Yang Chan sat in the void, breathed a little, and recovered her state.

She stared at the southern dense forest, and sneered: "Brother Fang, follow me!" I've sensed where this demon is. ”

……

The land of the Southern Barbarians, the endless mountains.

Yang Chan followed her own induction and came with Fang Longye in the clouds.

Along the way, there are steep mountains and dangerous peaks all around, winding and entrenched, deep valleys and evil streams, dotted with dots.

All kinds of weirdness, hidden in it, fishy smell. The giant trees are horizontal and vertical, towering into the sky. Terrible howls, one after another.

At first glance, it is a land of dangerous mountains and bad waters.

The land of the Southern Barbarians, located in the south of the southern frontier of the Han Dynasty, has left the territory of the Han Dynasty.

Of course, this is not a realm dominated by demons. On the contrary, the demons here are fierce but they are always in the prey.

Just because—

People and witches live here together, and it is a boundary dominated by the remnants of the Wu tribe.

Don't believe in the Buddha, don't worship the three Qing and the two saints, don't offer Fuxi Nuwa, don't worship Yanhuang as the ancestor~

Only sacrifice to Pangu and ancestral witches!

On this journey, Fang Longye didn't know how many witch tribes he had seen.

The people in these tribes, all of them are several feet tall, copper-skinned, tendoned and dragon-knotted, wearing poisonous snakes in their ears, wearing tiger skin skirts around their waists, holding various divine weapons, shuttling through the mountains and forests, taking strange beasts and demons as prey.

Although he was still very weak compared to Jin Xian, that kind of demeanor that was different from today's couldn't help but make Fang Longye look sideways.

On the clouds, Yang Chan was still introducing the situation here to Fang Longye.

"Back then, after Hou Tu Niang Niang opened up reincarnation, a large part of the Wu clan moved to the Netherworld."

"The rest of the scattered floods merged with the human race, creating an era of witchcraft that stretched for an unknown number of Yuan Hui."

"The three emperors and five emperors, including the King of Dayu, most of them have the blood of the Wu clan."

After that, the Xuanmen rose and the witch path declined. Pure-bloods and human-witch hybrids have been separated again. ”

"After that, the Wuren line was heavily squeezed out, from the original flood to the remote area of the Southern Zhanbu Continent."

"Even contemptuously called by the orthodoxy of the human race, Dongyi, Xirong, Beidi, and Nanban."

Fang Longye nodded, he also knew something, but there were some aspects that he didn't know.

For example, in this world, the origin of the names Dongyi, Xirong, Beidi, and Nanban.

"But~"

"Feng Shui takes turns ~ a drink and a peck, and it has its own predetermined."

Yang Chan blinked and smiled.

"Previously, when the Terran Yun Dynasty ruled the four seas and eight wildernesses, the Wuren lineage who was squeezed out of the corners of the Nanzhan Continent was naturally insignificant compared to the Terran Yun Dynasty that encompassed the four continents."

"But now, the orthodox dynasty of the human race is limited to the southern Zhanbu continent, and even the territory has shrunk to the point where it is unbearable to see because of the large folding of space by various forces."

"And those horns, such as this southern barbarian land, have escaped the fate of being invaded by others, but they are many times larger than the territory of the Terran Dynasty."

Fang Longye looked at this piece of Nanban land with no end in sight, nodded, and said, "So, that's how the name of the Endless Mountain came about?"

Yang Chan bowed her head and said: "So, don't look at us soaring through the clouds and fog, we have traveled hundreds of thousands of miles." But it's still on the periphery! ”

"No wonder those witches look so weak!"

Fang Longye suddenly realized.

Then, I thought of the target person of the two of them on this journey, and complained: "The devil you are looking for seems to be also a master who bullies the weak and fears the hard~"

"Let go of the sorcerers in front of you, don't go to the scourge, but go to the creature in the Han Dynasty."

Yang Chan shook her head and smiled: "Maybe, this demon is a person in the witch path?"

"But don't forget, the Witch Clan doesn't solve problems with their fists. The magic of witchcraft can be regarded as a famous kind of Gu poison avenue. ”

"This is also true, together with Gu poison, it can still be linked to the plague." Fang Longye thought about it and had to admit that what Yang Chan said was very reasonable.

Especially before the combination, under the "Insight of the Partition", the billions of caterpillars that make up the plague.

This black hand who sows plague is likely to be a person in the witchcraft.

(End of chapter)