Suddenly, a sudden sound of braking woke her up from her dream.

Wen Yang opened his eyes blankly, and after seeing the scenery outside the window, his eyes paused slightly.

In the past, I only heard that the mountains where the gods lived were picturesque and the mist melted, but I didn't think that when the golden morning sun reflected on the blue sea, the scenery was even better than the heavens.

In the morning light, Luanshan gradually appeared, the blooming peach blossoms exuded a fragrant fragrance, the birds sang happily, accompanied by the sound of turbulent flowing water, and people were much more energetic when they heard it.

The fatigue of staying up all night was swept away, and Wen Yang got out of the car and stretched a long lazy waist.

"I knew that the environment in which the gods lived was so good, I should have been more diligent in the first place."

The old man in white standing behind her stroked his beard and smiled, "That thunder resounded through the Six Realms, I didn't expect that after a thousand years, the old man would be lucky enough to see the man who sacrificed his life to block the thunder for the Emperor Jun Shenzun, and when he died, it was also complete." ”

Wen Yangxiu raised her eyebrows slightly, ignoring the ridicule in his words, looked back at Feng Lingche, who was sitting in the car, her hands maintaining the action of supporting people but stiffened, and then looked at the fallen leaves parked in mid-air, and asked, "This should be a static realm, right?" ”

Each god has a realm of its own, and the Realm of Stillness is one of the oldest spells of all realms, and one of the most spiritually draining.

It's hard to believe that in this aura-lacked world, there are still people who can easily use this spell in such a place.

In this regard, the old man of Luan Shan dusted off his robe, and said without changing his face, "That's right." Thanks to the luck you changed here after you came. ”

As the god who guards the land, that is, the land lord that people often refer to, the old man of Luanshan relies on incense and faith to survive.

After many times of manual excavation and destruction of the mountain, Luan Mountain gradually decayed, leaving him almost too weak to maintain his human form.

But after all, he is different from others, just like the grass and trees cannot be separated from the soil, and the land gods cannot do without this dry city.

If it weren't for Wen Yang to stop the flood and gather the aura from all directions, he was afraid that it would have dissipated long ago.

It can be said that the old man of Luanshan owes Wen Yang a great favor.

"What do you want me to do?" He asked straight to the point.

If he couldn't see Wen Yang's purpose when he was in school, then when she picked this path that led directly to Luan Mountain, it was enough to explain everything.

"It's easy, you help me summon all the geists to Bluewater. I'm talking about those who were persecuted by the Heavenly Daozi back then. ”

The old man of Luan Shan was surprised when he heard this, "You want to resurrect them all?" ”

Wen Yang looked at him like he was looking at an idiot, "The corpses have turned into white bones, how can they be resurrected?" Are you old and confused? ”

Old man Luanshan: "......"

He was silent for a while, still unable to figure out the reason why Wen Yang did this, so he had to humbly ask for advice.

Wen Yang didn't want to say more to him, "I have my own use." Also, Tiandaozi will also look for you in the next two days. Tell him that if he wants to make a deal, he will come to [Oak Floating Life] in Bluewater Town. ”

After saying these words, Wen Yang sat back in the car, and then said to the old man of Luanshan, "Okay, before I'm unhappy, take back your broken realm that consumes spiritual energy." ”

Old Man Luanshan: ......

But there is one thing Wen Yang is not wrong.

It was only early in the morning that night, and Tiandaozi did appear in his back garden.

also quite elegantly brought a set of tea sets, and wanted to have tea with him under the moon.

The old man of Luanshan wanted to refuse, but after a few tricks under Tiandaozi and found that he couldn't beat the other party at all, he "willingly" took over the job of making tea.

The tea fragrance of Yunwu tea is different from other precious teas, with a tender bamboo fragrance of mountain streams and clear springs, just like the curling autumn wind, under the wavy leaves of Dongting.

After pouring a cup, I was vaguely drunk.

Tian Daozi saw that the sides of the old man's cheeks were flushed with a light red, slowly put down the teacup, leaned on the rattan chair and said casually, "Cangluan, do you know where the souls who have not yet been reincarnated will go in Jianghai City?" ”

Cangluan is the real name of the old man in Luanshan.

In hundreds of years, this is the first time someone has called this name, Cang Luan couldn't help but sober up a little, sat up straight and said, "Are you looking for someone?" ”

Tian Daozi slowly hooked a weird smile, "You want to know?" ”

"No, no! I mean, if you need help, you can tell me what that person's name is, and I'll go and ask you around. ”

Cang Luan was so frightened that he hurriedly waved his hand to clarify, for fear that he would accidentally anger this living Hades who was not easy to mess with.

Tian Daozi looked at him for a while before coldly refusing, "No need, you just need to tell me where to find it." ”

Cang Luan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, remembering what Wen Yang had explained in the afternoon, he said it as it was.

"Although I don't know what your purpose is, Miss Wen specially instructed her in the morning that if you want to make a deal, you should go to the "Floating Life" to find her."

Tian Daozi was silent for a long time, and suddenly asked an irrelevant word, "Then what did she come to you for?" ”

"Huh?" Cang Luan was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously wanted to answer, but thinking that he still owed Wen Yang a favor, it was not appropriate to sell people directly, so he thought about it and said, "She came to confirm with me whether the rain in the afternoon was mine." ”

As soon as these words came out, Tian Daozi's eyes suddenly became sharp, and a surging murderous aura appeared in an instant, obviously doubting his words!

Cang Luan's legs were weak, and he almost knelt on the ground, but he was afraid of revealing flaws, so he gritted his teeth and met those terrible eyes, and said in fear, "There is only so much I know......

But despite being mentally prepared in advance, when Tiandaozi stood up and showed a killing move in his hand, Cang Luan's face was still pale and blue, revealing a fear of death, mixed with a trace of nostalgia for life, and the unwillingness to leave.

He was shaking, his lips were chapped, his breathing was getting shorter, and he could feel his life dying, but no amount of resistance could stop it.

I couldn't help but say miserably in my heart, am I really going to die here today......

However, when he closed his eyes and waited for the final moment of death to come, the murderous aura suddenly burst out of the air.

Even the wind seemed to have forgotten to blow in the silence around it.

Cang Luan opened his eyes for a while, and he stayed in place for a long time without moving.

At this time, Tiandaozi had been gone for a long time, and Cang Luan looked at his still trembling legs, and suddenly laughed lowly.

It is often said that the older a person is, the more afraid he will be of death.

In the past, he only thought that mortals had a short lifespan, and he was born greedy for life and afraid of death, but now he really knows that he knows that the gods can't escape the fear of fate......

……

Bluewater.

Wen Yang's sleep was not long.

When she woke up, she found that Feng Lingche was already sitting at her desk working on company papers.

He rubbed his sleepy eyes, staggered out of bed, and asked in a soft voice, "How long have you been asleep?" ”