The black horse galloped all the way down the academy with the carriage and entered the streets of the capital.

The crowd was noisy, and the smell of worldly fireworks made several of Su Mo's senior brothers a little uncomfortable.

The nine people sat in the carriage, and the little girl lay on Su Modi's lap, chatting with the second senior brother's bird.

The sixth man lay on the window, looking at the various foods outside, salivating!

Luo Yin sat quietly with Mo Qin in her arms, as if she was thinking about something, but she didn't seem to be thinking about anything.

The elder brother leaned on the carriage and fell asleep.

The fourth and fifth children spread out a huge map, which was densely packed with 'blessed land', and the two were discussing whose 'blessed land' to visit first......

Su Mo looked at the bustle outside the carriage, there were many monks in those crowds, and it seemed that there was a lot more than before.

Su Mo turned his head and asked, "Why is there so much more aura of monks in the capital?" ”

The red-clothed Gu Yu shook his head: "I heard that this year's Zongbi is in our Dahua, and there are many disciples of the younger generation of large and small sects who have come to our capital. ”

Immortals fight, mortals suffer...... Su Mo didn't know what to think.

Suddenly, Su Mo noticed that several monks didn't pay after taking things from the roadside stalls, but turned around and walked away.

The peddler opened his mouth, but said nothing......

"Stop!" Su Mo shouted.

Gu Yu looked at Su Mo with a gloomy face and sighed: "Why do you care about such a trivial matter. ”

"Even if they pay, the peddler won't dare to ask for it!"

"This kind of thing happens everywhere in the world!"

Su Mo waved his snow-white sleeves and got out of the carriage.

When the peddler saw a carriage stop in front of him, he instantly became terrified.

Su Mo's white clothes were fluttering, his white hair was scattered behind him, his hair was a little delicate, and the whole person looked like a Confucian student.

When the vendor saw Su Mo get out of the carriage, he suddenly recognized Su Mo: "I've seen Su Zhuangyuan!" ”

Su Mo waved his hand and said seemingly casually, "What did that person take from you?" ”

The peddler was stunned for a moment, as if he knew what Su Mo wanted to do, and immediately waved his hand and said:

"It's just a few small things, and they're not worth a lot of money. Su Zhuangyuan doesn't need to conflict with people over this little thing. ”

Su Mo sighed, took out a bit of broken silver and put it in the vendor's hand: "Close the stall early, don't come out recently!" ”

Su Mo turned around and returned to the carriage, and the carriage left.

The peddler looked at the silver taels Su Mo gave him in a daze, and was in a trance.

Watching Su Mo's carriage go away, the vendor felt his throat clogged, and muttered:

"It's just a trifle......"

"We're just mortals, how can we be!"

What he cares about is this silver tael, what he cares about is that Su Mo saw it and moved.

He pretended not to see it, or turned a blind eye, and who knows?

On the carriage, Gu Yu looked at Su Mo and sighed: "What's the point of you doing this?" ”

Su Mo shook his head, "Just think I'm borrowing their ......"

Gu Yu and the others were stunned.

"Lend them ...... What do you mean? ”

Su Mo leaned in front of the map of the blessed land spread out by the fourth and fifth children, and smiled slightly: "Since it was borrowed from them, is it natural to get back the principal and collect some interest by the way?" ”

The eyes of the fourth and fifth children lit up, and they looked at Su Mo with a shocked look.

"The teacher is famous, the teacher is famous! Hahaha, I see, I see. The fourth and fifth looked at each other, and immediately rummaged through the dense dots on the map.

"You have to find a reason to visit the blessed land in the future, so that there will be no knots!"

"Great goodness!"

"The seventh junior brother has cultivated Confucianism and Taoism!"

"Those people belong to the Luoxia Sect, let's go to the blessed land of the Luoxia Sect to get back the principal and interest......

"Reasonable!" Everyone nodded.

......

The Dahua Palace is resplendent and splendid, and the huge palace is silent.

A man in a dragon robe casually sat on the edge of the palace gate.

The phantom of a small golden dragon hovered beside the emperor.

The emperor looked at the sky with a pessimistic expression and sighed deeply.

The golden dragon phantom shadow came up and gently rubbed the emperor's cheek with the dragon horn on his head, looking very intimate.

The emperor smiled and pushed away the golden dragon phantom, looked at the golden dragon phantom and muttered softly:

"You protect the foundation of a country, and I protect the people of a country......"

"But I sacrifice those who are ignorant with my own thoughts"

"Is this the right thing to do, after all, they are all my people......"

"Is it worth it to spend these living lives on that ethereal glimmer of life?"

The golden dragon phantom also looked up at the vast void with a sad expression.

The emperor stretched out his hand and stroked the little golden dragon, and the golden dragon phantom turned his head to look at the emperor, and something was constantly evolving in his eyes......

The Emperor shook his head: "The future you see is too pessimistic! I must seek a glimmer of life for this world! ”

"Even if I sacrifice everything!"

The Golden Dragon Phantom sighed, waving its four claws to express something.

"You don't need to say it, I just hope that when that day comes, you can cooperate with me!"

Jin Long looked at the emperor in a daze, stunned for a long time...... Fang Cai nodded slowly.

The emperor looked at the sky and muttered softly:

"Tianji can't see hope, and Hualong can't see hope...... I don't believe it! ”

"In Qianchuan's dream, I seem to see that among the thousands of lonely graves, there is a white figure......"

"Little one, don't blame me, you're growing too slowly......"

There is no fallen wood in spring,

The falling flowers are still hurting the ground......

Flying butterflies looking for flowers,

The remnant red is also moving......

......

The dean of the academy sat on the ground, looking at the empty academy, and sorrow came from it.

The 'borrowed' elixir was broken open by the dean and fed into his mouth piece by piece.

After the elixir was eaten, the dean looked at the vast sky and sighed long: "Let's make trouble......

"There's not much time left for you to play like this!"

"Even if you can't see it, that day will still come!"

"The sky will eventually change, but there is no Confucian saint in this life to break the sky......"

......

On the horizon, a bird lies quietly in the nest of a tree branch, enjoying the warmth of this spring day.

The warm wind blew and ruffled the bird's feathers, and the bird raised its head dissatisfiedly and gently arranged the feathers with its beak.

Another gust of wind blew and blew the bird's feathers away.

Once again, the bird combed its feathers, turned it in one direction, and fell asleep in the direction of the wind.

Suddenly, a crack appeared out of thin air, no longer as black as the previous entrance to the Divine Domain.

Rather, you can see the dim world through the crack......

A series of dark and strange figures came out of the cracks, looking confused, and whispered:

"Hades! Where are you? ”