The Fusang Festival is the highest festival in Yingzhou and belongs to the national carnival.

At that time, all the large and small sects on Yingzhou will gather together, and more countries at home and abroad will come.

To be honest, it is not easy for ordinary monks to get a good position at the top.

Even if Lin You has the Fusang order, it is estimated that he will end up in line based on his own words.

Since Ling Ying said that she had a way to give a good position at the front, it was impossible to say that Lin You was going to seize the opportunity.

After thinking about it, anyway, the demon chaos in Dongre City is also related to his own safety, and he will have to do it sooner or later.

So, Lin You nodded and said, "Then you have to remember your promise!"

As he spoke, his mind moved, and the void behind him rippled, and a blue-robed figure appeared.

In Ling Ying's astonished eyes, the blue-robed figure had a fluttering beard and a big sleeve hunting, waving heavily at the center of Dongre in the distance.

In the sound of "whistling", the wind swept in the sky, and dozens of tornado pillars roared down for nine days, striking the earth for a long time, cutting and splitting, and rolling the countless demon tides in the center of Dongre into flying ashes.

Ling Ying was stunned as he looked at the countless wind dragons dancing in the center of the city, roaring and roaring, rolling and impacting, and in less than a quarter of an hour, most of the ocean-like demon tide had disappeared.

What a terrifying kamikaze, isn't this a powerful shot?

Looking at the middle-aged man in the green robe and long beard with fluttering sleeves and looking at the distance beside her, Ling Ying's body and mind throbbed at this moment, only to feel that a divine dragon was crawling beside her, she was as helpless and excited as a small ant.

"Fengyi, your cultivation has improved again, and you are about to recover your great cultivation, right?"

Lin You smiled and looked into the distance, and asked Feng Yi behind him softly.

Feng Yi is a great hero of the Feng Bo Department in ancient times, although the strength of the resurrection after Lin You's summoning is not as good as in the past, but with the improvement of Lin You's cultivation, his cultivation is also moving towards his original personality.

After the battle of Tianjun, Feng Yi was seriously injured, but after nearly two years of cultivation, he had already recovered as before, and his strength was even further.

Looking at the power of his attack at this moment, the idea of thousands of miles of heavenly wind is about to move, which already has the power of power, which is shocking.

Come to think of it, he is not far from regaining his power.

Seeing Feng Yi shaking his head, he said lightly: "It's still a lot worse!"

Humble!

Lin Youxin smiled, knowing that Feng Yi didn't want to expose too much in front of strangers, so he let it go, and watched the wind pillar dance in the distant sky.

After a while, hundreds of wind dragons slammed together, until the last bit of the demon tide was rolled into ashes along with the flesh and blood altar, and only then did it twist a few times and collapse violently.

As the wind dragon dissipated, the entire Dongre City howled with a strong wind, blowing straight in all directions.

Lin You and the others stood on the rooftop, their hair fluttering in the oncoming wind, and the robes "rattled", feeling cool.

I don't know when, lead black stratus clouds piled up above the nine heavens, "boom" lightning flash, "crackling" raindrops fell, wetting the face.

"It's raining!"

Lin You said lightly, turned around and walked under the rooftop.

Ling Ying glanced at the blue-robed Fengyi in the suspended ground, and hurried to follow in fear.

Feng Yi bowed slightly towards Lin You's back, his body was weak, and he disappeared from the rooftop.

Walking down the rooftop and down to the front door of the office, Ling Ying was still a little relieved.

Lin You smiled and said lightly: "Sakura, don't look at your promise, help me find a good position at the front during the Fusang Festival!"

Hearing this, Ling Ying finally came back to her senses, she hurriedly clenched her fists and nodded heavily, "Master rest assured, the Sakura Shrine is about to gather all the cultivators in Dongre City who have the Fusang Order, and I will ask my father to arrange you at the top!"

Sakura Shrine is a torii gate located on Mt. Inagami in the western suburbs of Tore City, and is rumored to be the abode of Takamagahara-Inajin in the world.

It is a large shrine with a long tradition and has the divine right to open Takamagahara.

Obviously, this Ling Ying was born in this ancient cherry blossom shrine, and her father was a mid-level and high-level member of the shrine, so he was able to arrange for Lin You to be in the top position during the big festival.

In fact, Ling Ying didn't say a little more.

This time, the demon chaos not only happened in Dongre City, but throughout Yingzhou.

In order to resist the demon tide, the shogunate has ordered the major shrines to gather the monks of the Eight Directions in advance, hoping to gather forces to clean up the demon chaos before the main festival.

Lin You didn't know the details, and he wouldn't care if he knew.

Hearing Ling Ying's promise again, he smiled, thanked him repeatedly, and sent the other party to the flying car, watching the flying car drive out of the east of the city.

Walking back to the office, behind the welcome cabinet in the hall, Xiao Lingxian stood there at some point, and saw him come in, with a solemn face.

"Are you sure you want to participate in this Fuso Festival?"

"Of course!"

Lin You nodded, looked at the ugly face of the little spirit fairy, and said helplessly: "I don't seize the opportunity to go to the top of the Fusang Divine Tree to bathe in the pure sun divine light, I'm afraid that the void in the soul will explode again!"

He knew that the little spirit immortal was mysterious, and it seemed that he had already expected that this time the Fusang Festival was extremely dangerous.

But there was no way, in order to clear the Ancestor Void, he had to follow the footprints of the Heavenly Emperor.

Xiao Lingxian wanted to open his mouth to dissuade him several times, but finally gave up.

She made up her mind in her heart that if history continued to develop like the time and space she was in this time, she would do everything to change the fate of the teenager.

There was silence in the hall on the first floor, and an indescribable atmosphere spread, making both of them feel an inexplicable sadness in their hearts.

Just when Lin You wanted to find a topic to liven up the atmosphere, suddenly the void rippled, and a baby wearing a cowhide cloak, with horns that soared to the sky, and a palm-sized baby rushed out on a red bull cow, waw wow yelling.

"Youzai! What do you think I've gotten back?"

Xiao Shi was holding a bunch of golden ears of rice in his arms, and the whole person was swaying, as if he was holding something extremely heavy, and his teeth and flowers were exposed with a smile, and he was very proud.

"What is it?" Lin You was curious.

Since this little guy followed him to Yingzhou, he has been seeing the beginning and the end all day long, and he doesn't know where he has gone.

Listening to the little spirit fairies, the little guy seems to have escaped into the high heaven and gone to the divine court where the legendary eight million gods are located to make trouble.

Recently, this kid has really stolen a lot of treasures, and I don't know if those gods have blown up their lungs?

At this moment, the little guy is carrying the golden heavy ears of rice, shining with a kind of holy divinity, as if bringing a good harvest to all living beings and making people safe.

I saw him jump onto the counter with a vertical leap, and roared with his little head, "See, this is the golden rice, the natal artifact of the big fox of the rice god!

The small stone shook the golden rice on his shoulder and sprinkled countless golden grains.

The millet landed in the hall and turned into countless fist-sized nuts, and the fragrance was tempting.

Lin You picked one up curiously, peeled off the shell, revealing the snow-white flesh inside, smelled it, the pores dilated, and when he took a bite, the juice flowed for a long time.

Sweet as a big duck pear, crisp as a big apple, after eating one, Lin You only felt that his soul seemed to be a little clearer, and the void in the depths of his soul was much lighter.

"What a magical fruit!"

He was amazed and amused as he watched the little stone peel off the nuts and eat them endlessly.

This product even dared to steal the life weapon of the rice god, so he was not afraid of being chased and killed?

The little fairy couldn't see it either, and the jade pointed at the little guy's head, and ordered him to quickly return the golden rice to the people.

It's a pity that the little guy believes that what is in his hands is his, no matter what the little fairy says, he shakes his head like a rattle, and resolutely refuses to send this magical golden rice back.

Finished!

Now you have to be ready for the surprise attack of the rice god!

Looking at this little scoundrel, Lin You smiled helplessly, as if he had expected that the rice god would be angry and killed.

Let him go, anyway, if he can't beat it then, he will push the little guy out.

Three days later, Sakura Shrine sent an invitation to Yuryu to participate in the Fuso Festival.

Lin You took the little spirit fairy and the big witch to the small Tianhe Daoshen Mountain in the west of the city.

Little Stone didn't know where to go in the morning, and didn't follow.

The little blood ghost and the little phoenix were left in the office.

The three of them took the cherry blossom flying car that came to greet them, passed through the ruined city center of Dongre, and then crossed the west of the city, drove over the Xiaotianhe Bridge, and came to the foot of the ancient Inajin Mountain.

Rice God Mountain is hundreds of zhang high, the peak enters the top of the clouds, the buildings on it are dense, and the cherry blossom forest is a piece.

On the top of the mountain, a huge cherry blossom tree covers the sky, and the colorful petals are constantly sprinkled, just like the cherry blossom rain is always falling, beautiful and romantic.

At the foot of the mountain, forces from all sides gathered, countless luxury cars stopped, and a cultivator wearing a five-colored immortal robe climbed the steps.

Lin You was personally sent by Sakura Shrine to pick him up.

When they reached the foot of the mountain, a spiritual old man with a white beard strode forward to greet them, and led them straight to the top of the mountain with a smile.

From the exchange, it was learned that the old man was the father of Ling Ying, one of the only two high priests of the Sakura Shrine, Ling Zheng.

Old Man Ling Zheng was very enthusiastic about the arrival of Lin You and the three of them, took them around the shrine, and finally arranged the three of them in the well-arranged guest house.

After the old man repeatedly asked them what they wanted, Shi Shiran left.

"Whew~ I didn't expect the shrine to be so enthusiastic!"

It wasn't until Ling Zheng left that Lin You let out a sigh, wiped the cold sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, and slowly relaxed.

"Hehe! The people here in Yingzhou are reality, as long as you are strong enough, they will be as honest as dogs. You just get used to it!"

The big witch is accustomed to it, leaning on the rattan chair, leisurely and leisurely watching the cherry blossoms fall all over the sky, very comfortable.

As she said, Yingzhou has a high degree of autonomy, and used to carry high Tianhua, but now it is down to all countries, and it has always been low and small, willing to be a human dog.

There is no need to be complicated to interact with these overseas barbarians, just run over with strong strength, then everything will be easy.

Lin You also showed his might in front of Ling Ying, which was why he was so solemnly received by the Sakura Shrine.

Barbarians, afraid of power but not virtuous.

Walking overseas, as long as you are strong enough, some people will offer you as an ancestor.

Knowing this, Lin You also rested with peace of mind.

He moved the rattan chair to the corridor and sat down comfortably, looking up at the cherry blossoms and the mountains down.

Suddenly, there was a commotion at the bottom of the mountain, and a long stream of people carried an extremely wide shrine to the top of the mountain, and countless people chased after it.

Who's coming? Such a big scene?

Lin You opened the dark dragon eye, looked down at the mountain road, and saw that above the gentle gods, five milky little foxes with snow-white fur folded their claws, bent their legs and crossed their knees, closed their eyes, and sat peacefully.

The smoke is billowing, and the little foxes are as mysterious as the great immortals, which makes people curious.