At dawn that day, Sang Ming came to a city wall, but he couldn't see anything clearly, and he broke into the city gate with drunkenness to understand that it was a city.

After walking around the city for a while, there was no sound of people—he wondered: the small villages he had just passed by were all thriving, and how could a large city be in ruins......

Just when he was puzzled, a white-clothed servant suddenly flashed out of the shadows, and asked respectfully towards Sang Ming: "The guest is carrying the world's prospective mother?"

Sang Ming stared at him, and when he saw that it was a yin person, he couldn't help but sink in his heart, and asked rhetorically: "What are you, dare to stand in my way." ”

The white-clothed maid still smiled and said, "I am waiting here for the prospective lady on the orders of the master......"

Before the words fell, a puff of white smoke burst into front of him. Sang Ming fixed his eyes and saw that the person who came was eight feet tall, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and a red robe, with a mighty body. Before he could open his mouth to ask, the mighty body fluttered and knelt on the ground, and kowtowed three times in a row: "...... The marquis of Nandu deserved to die, failed to protect the people of Nandu, and failed to live up to the high hopes of the emperor and the mother-to-be......"

Sang Ming couldn't help but gasp, it turned out that the Marquis of Nandu had also become a yin person. The people of Nandu were not protected by the old dragon king...... That was a group of enthusiastic villagers in the barren mountain village just now......

Sang Ming's nerves tensed, and goosebumps broke all over his body. But in front of Nandu Hou, he forced a smile and asked, "...... Just now we came from the west, and not far outside the city wall, we came across a group of people gathering at the entrance of the village?"

"The southern capital is thousands of miles away, and all the living beings have been destroyed, how can there be half of the living, the village people you said are probably the demons who wanted to enter the city to harass not long ago, and I blocked them back. ”

Saying this, Sang Ming was really dumbfounded, he looked at Nandu Hou's concerned gaze, and instantly a unwarranted fear suddenly rose, pulling the already panicked heartstrings - he gritted his teeth and tried to get lucky, but found that the acupuncture points were restricted and the pulse was blocked.

Seeing Sang Ming's face change, Nandu Hou asked urgently, "Guest, what have you done with those demons?"

Sang Ming put down the hibiscus and said regretfully: "I ate their food and drink." ”

Nandu Hou sighed and whispered a few words to the white-clothed maid. The little servant immediately ran out of the city.

Sang Ming saw that something was wrong, picked up Furong and was about to leave. Nanduhou stopped: "Don't be busy, guest, if you guess correctly, you may have fallen for the demon's plan to destroy your body." ”

Sang Ming disagreed and asked, "Just a demon, what can I do to kill Sang Ming." ”

Nandu Hou shook his head: "I have sent a servant to investigate, no matter what, if you touch them, it will definitely be a disaster, and the guests should not be taken lightly." ”

Sang Ming sneered when he heard this: "How can the Marquis of Nandu get mixed up with the demons who are rebellious. ”

Nanduhou didn't expect him to say such a thing, and he was angry in his heart, but it was inconvenient to attack: "...... Don't wronged me, think that I, the Marquis of Nandu, have united with the people of the whole capital to resist the drought demon until the last moment of my life - originally Yama Luojun also sent a ghost to invite me to the west to have a leisure, but I also have the intention of going. Unexpectedly, a group of demons appeared, and they attacked and attacked several times to occupy my southern capital, although the southern capital city was similar to an empty city after a natural disaster, but it was also an innocent city, how could they tolerate their defilement. At the critical moment, the people of the whole city once again condensed together to kill the sharp spirit of the demons, and captured a leader and put him in the city, so they had to bow their heads and promise never to offend our southern capital...... Some time ago, they came softly, saying that they would worship me as a brother and lead them to live together, how could I be a prince in the world with them, but these demons did not give up on my stubbornness, and went around the city twice in three days. It's been quiet for a few days, and it turns out that there is a ghost outside the mountain that fascinates you......"

As he was talking, the white-clothed servant ran over, and Nanduhou's face changed suddenly after listening to his report.

"Guest, things are not good," Nandu Hou sighed, "Just now, the little maid has gone to the demon to find out, and said that he ate the Five Elements Ghost ...... for you."

Sang Ming asked puzzledly, "What is the Five Elements Ghost?"

The white-clothed servant explained: "Listen to that demon, these five elements ghosts are cultivated by the five emperor gods of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth in the sky, once they enter the body and devour the five elements, it only takes three seven twenty-one days, and the five elements are scattered and turned into nothing......

Sang Ming was skeptical, he secretly thought to himself: This kid is not bluffing me, colluding with those demons to harm my life. Then he said coldly: "I don't expect it to be so powerful." ”

Nandu Hou was really anxious, he stopped Sang Ming: "Guest, the Five Elements Ghost wants to take your life, you don't care about yourself, but you are carrying the mother of the world." ”

Sang Ming was already suspicious, and when he saw him entangled, he became even more impatient, and he put down his face and was about to get angry, but at this moment something unexpected happened.

He suddenly felt a churn in his abdomen, and in an instant, his internal organs were twisted together - Sang Ming's face changed, beads of sweat the size of beans bloomed from the roots of his hair, and he fell to the ground with his hands on his abdomen, unable to move for half a minute.

At this time, the white-clothed servant standing beside him spoke again: "I didn't finish talking just now, these Five Elements Ghost attacks once a day at noon, but as long as you survive noon, you will be fine." ”

Nanduhou was also in a hurry: "How to survive such pain, is there another way?"

The white-clothed maid pondered and said, "I heard that the Five Elements Ghost breeds by the sun, moon and stars, as long as you avoid the sun, moon and stars for a year, the Five Elements Ghost will wither and disappear on its own. ”

After noon, Sang Ming seemed to have died once, and he got up with a pale face. Seeing his gloomy expression, the Marquis of Nandu held on to him distressed and asked with concern, "Guest, can you hold on?"

"Don't get in the way," Sang Ming believed it all at this time, and shook his head with a wry smile, "Hateful demon, what can't you do with me Sang Ming, you want to harm me like this." As he spoke, he turned his head and asked, "Nandu Hou, how far is it from Longchi Mountain here?"

"This ......" Nandu Hou glanced at him suspiciously, and then counted on his fingers: "This belongs to Jiangbei, and it is still thousands of miles away from Longchi Mountain in the south of the Yangtze River, and the speed is half a month, and the slow is at least a month......

"Thank you Nanduhou, and I will take my leave. ”

As soon as Nandu Hou saw that he was leaving, he hurriedly dragged him and begged bitterly: "The guest can't leave, you have to suffer from the Five Elements Ghost every day, and you will still have your life after twenty-one days - don't say more, follow me to a place that avoids the sun, moon and stars and hide for a year, Niangniang's business, I Nandu Hou will do it for you and ensure that she will be delivered safely to Longchi Mountain." ”

Sang Ming was moved to tears. But how could he entrust his mother's great cause of praying for rain to others for his own personal safety - he looked at the hazy sky, which was already full of glow at the moment, and the splendid and charming sunset poured into his heart with a different kind of emotion......

Sang Ming cried, but he didn't cry, and the corners of his slightly upturned mouth showed a subtle smile.

On the road this time, Sang Ming was very uneasy, and he ...... for twenty-one days That is to say, after twenty-one days, he will be reduced to nothing, and he will disappear forever from heaven and earth.

In the face of his death, Sang Ming wanted to cry without tears, if he said that he regarded death as home without regrets, it was false, but he had to do it as a last resort by comparing and weighing the pros and cons......

Miserable and miserable...... It took a lot of hard work to end up here.

Sang Ming sighed with emotion, and scenes of the past appeared spontaneously in his mind...... The god of cultivation, who has the grace of cultivation, saved his Qinggu twice, a simple and honest snake man...... As well as the Eight Easy Gods, Difficult and Unbroken, Dragon King, Five Evil Gods, Guanyin Bodhisattva...... Good and evil are like a hodgepodge...... There is a way that men don't flick when they have tears, only because they haven't reached the sad place, this thought, can't stop the tears on their cheeks, and stop for a long time before they have the strength to take another step.

In this way, he walked sadly for three days, and in addition to the dust in the sky, he was accompanied by the bleak and sad wind. It's a pity that he has the ability to reach the sky, but he has to walk for Furong, as the days go by, he is even more anxious, afraid that he will scatter the five elements before he reaches Longchi Mountain, and make a futile effort.

Several times he knelt on the ground, wanting to ask Guanyin Bodhisattva for help, but he was afraid that he would be reckless and affect her.

The days that followed, he felt that it was very long and difficult, because he was tormented by contradictions and pain every day.

At dusk that day, Sang Ming, who was exhausted, suddenly unexpectedly found a small temple in front of him, and before he could take a second look, he heard the temple door open with a "squeak".

He stood outside the temple gate for a moment, then stepped in decisively. To his surprise, the inside of the temple was very tidy, and the furnishings were spotless, and the environment from the outside was simply two worlds.

I didn't think much about these mulberry songs, first placed the hibiscus on the cushion in the corner of the hall, and then bowed to the mud Maitreya Buddha in front of the hall, and bowed a few times. Then he leaned on the foot of the temple and relaxed his muscles and bones and lay down.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he closed his eyes, there was a burst of laughter behind him. Sang Ming was shocked, and suddenly looked back and didn't find a figure, but saw the lips of the mud Maitreya Buddha in the center moving: "Little donor, you are finally here." ”

Sang Ming belongs to the immortal family and has no contact with the Buddha, and the mud Maitreya Buddha suddenly appeared in front of him, which really scared him a lot. Panicked, he asked, "Why is the Buddha laughing?"

"Laugh when you open your mouth, laugh at the ridiculous people in the world, little donor, it's you who I'm laughing at......"

"Laugh at me......" Sang Ming was even more puzzled, looking around to find the cause of the Buddha's laughter.

Seeing that Sang Ming was puzzled, the Buddha smiled even more from ear to ear, and reluctantly bent down to pick up a wine jug from the offering table: "...... The little donor came from afar, the wind and dust servants were tired and hard, the old man was poor and could not be respected, and offered a glass of water and wine to show his respect, and the little donor raised his glass. ”

Sang Ming looked sideways, and a porcelain cup appeared next to him at some point, he subconsciously picked up the wine glass, and suddenly remembered the wine of the demon at the mouth of the mountain village, "Once bitten by a snake, I was afraid of the well rope for three years", he quickly retracted his hands and pushed back: "No, no, no, it's not enough to drink." ”

The Buddha shook his head: "The little donor doesn't have to panic, enter my humble temple, that is, as my guest, it is the duty of the old man to toast you with a glass of wine, and it is your love to drink this glass of wine or not." ”

The Buddha stretched out his hand and handed the pot over, and Sang Ming naturally raised the cup - the Buddha smiled and raised his arm, and a trickle flowed from the spout of the pot and poured into the cup......

In a moment the cup was full. Sang Ming urged: "It's full, it's full, stop it." ”

The Buddha didn't seem to see it, still pouring the jug with his hand...... The wine finally overflowed, and it flowed out of the cup and onto the floor.

Sang Ming held the wine glass and shouted anxiously: "A drop of water is as expensive as life, how can the Buddha waste it in vain." ”

The Buddha smiled and finally stopped. He looked at Sang Ming, who was full of confusion, and said faintly: "Little donor, although the cup is small, it is like a human heart, and it has a quantity. When the cup is full, it can no longer be filled, and people's hearts are the same, full of distracting thoughts, how can the sincerity be safe, if the sincerity is lost, how can it be said to protect the rain...... Little donor, you have a long way to go, so you can do it yourself. ”

Sang Ming pondered every word of the Buddha in a daze, and finally suddenly realized. He understood that the Buddha blamed himself for his insincerity, and when he returned to God to thank the Buddha for his guidance, he found himself standing on a bare hillside, where there was no Buddha, let alone a small temple.

Once he attained enlightenment, all his thoughts vanished. With his legs tightened and his eyes facing forward, he no longer ignored the fire on the ground, the collapse of the peaks and cliffs, and the scattered bones, and concentrated on carrying Hibiscus forward.

However, every day at noon, the "Five Elements Ghost" would torture the powerful Sang Ming to the point of being heartbroken and dying - later, he couldn't stand it, so Sang Ming dug a pit in advance and buried himself in the ground, and waited for the black noon to pass before he came out.

Although he surpassed the two worlds of yin and yang, after all, he had not taken off the five elements, and the destruction of ten days and a half in a row finally tortured him to a thin skin, and his vigorous steps became staggering, and he could die at any time......

It was nearly noon on this day, Sang Ming felt something, put Hibiscus on the ground early, and hid in the hole to wait for the attack of the Five Elements Ghost.

Unexpectedly, noon was coming, and the Five Elements Ghost didn't even move. Sang Ming was secretly surprised, and when he climbed out, he found that his body was weak.

"Could it be that the five elements have dispersed...... Sang Ming gasped, and suddenly remembered that today was the last day of 3721.

Facing death suddenly, although Sang Ming was mentally prepared, when all this really came, he was still in a mess. Of course, the one who can't let go of it is Fleur in front of him, he is desperate......

Looking back on the past, the two tears were down, and it was sad to end up like this.

The hateful demon has a poisonous plan, and the wolf's heart and dog's lungs will destroy me.

The Bodhisattva was cold-eyed, and Mingzhe did not help.

Asking for rain is a great cause, and Sang Ming is unwilling to die.

However, just as he was exhausted and hugged Fleur to resign himself to his fate, there was a sudden sound of rustling.

Sang Ming asked, "Who is it?"

As soon as the words fell, seven or eight red-haired and red-bearded demons suddenly popped out of the pile of rocks, and they laughed and hugged each other: "Okay, after following for so long, I finally got through." ”

When Sang Ming saw the demon, he was so angry that his lungs exploded, but his body was no longer obedient, and he roared for a while and gritted his teeth and asked: "The demon of heaven is all harmed by you, what are you doing with me?"

The demons snickered: "Since you fell for the 'Five Elements Ghost', all the demons in the world have clapped their hands. However, the king was still not at ease, and asked a few of us to follow, and cut off your head after you scattered the five elements and took it back to celebrate. ”

Sang Ming sobbed and said, "What is the deep hatred between me Sang Ming and you and other demons?

Seeing that Sang Ming was powerless, the demons boldly walked up to him and kicked him recklessly. Deliberately mocked: "You, a yin and yang person, are taking a vacation to fool us, thinking that if it weren't for our ten thousand demons to help you rush out of the Solomon Cave together, would you have been able to run out single-handedly? You touch your conscience and say, are we using the Five Elements Ghost to destroy you?"

The demons spoke impassionedly. Sang Ming didn't want to argue with it, and was thinking about how to get rid of the demons, at least to save Fleur from being defiled.

Seeing that Sang Ming was motionless, the demons thought that his five elements had been dispersed, and they had the courage to step forward and want to unscrew his head so that they could go back to the errand.

Seeing a few demons with hideous faces and teeth and claws bullying their heads, Sang Ming was so angry...... But at this juncture, the whole body has begun to shrink, and there is no sense of it, and Sang Ming, who used to sweep the sky and the earth, does not even have the strength to stretch out his hand to block it at this time.

At the moment when the devil's claws were about to touch, the Qiankun stick that jumped in his arms reminded Sang Ming, and he begged with a glimmer of hope: "Qiankun stick, you have followed me for so many years, and now I want to leave you, can you do me another favor, help me sweep away these demons in front of me, and don't let them harm Niangniang......"

The Qiankun stick fruit has spirituality, and before Sang Ming finished speaking, the Qiankun stick swept up and swept towards the demons with a "whoosh". How could the demons be on guard, and with a scream, they were swept off the ground by the Qiankun stick that swept over, and they were stuck on the stick and inserted into the bottom of the opposite mountain together......

It was quiet again, only the occasional rolling wind whistled, like a heavenly lyre playing music for Qiankun, and the "music" was faint and sad, enough to tug at the heartstrings of any living being......

Sang Ming, whose limbs shrunk into a ball due to the loss of the five elements, witnessed the Qiankun stick sweeping away the demons and burying them at the bottom of the mountain - he was relieved, but when he caught a glimpse of Furong beside him, the heartstrings that had just been relaxed tightened again, and the biggest regret at this moment was that he didn't send her to Longchi Mountain.

But it's up to anyone, Sang Ming can't speak at this time, and he still talks about escorting. He could only watch extremely reluctantly, but helplessly, wait for the last trace of the five elements to be dissipated, and completely end his life without success......

I don't know how much time has passed, and Sang Ming seems to have some consciousness again, although he can't see anything clearly, he can feel the mist all around him...... Shadows...... Complicated and confusing......

"Sang Ming...... Sang Ming. ”

Sang Ming found a figure walking out of the ethereal colorful light, and only when he saw it in front of him did he recognize it as the black old man who met in the sixth layer of hell in Chinese New Year's Eve. He patted Sang Ming on the shoulder and asked lovingly, "...... Hell is goodbye to you today, how did you do this?"

Sang Ming asked sadly, "How did you find me?"

Hei Lao'er sighed: "...... It was Nuwa God who knew that you were in great trouble, and she asked me to take you back to a place where there was no dispute with the world and to cultivate hard to find a true body, are you willing?"

Sang Ming nodded: "This is a good thing, but I still have no wishes, can you help me complete it, so as not to regret it." ”

Hei Lao'er smiled: "Broken thread, you haven't suffered enough in the world - just say something." ”

"I was entrusted by Guanyin Bodhisattva to protect the world's mother and go to Longchi Mountain to ask for rain, but until now I haven't sent her to ......"

The old black man laughed, he turned around and blew forward, blowing the hazy sand mist in front of him scattered in all directions.

Sang Ming looked at it in wonder, only to see a stone tablet in front of him, on which were written "Longchi Mountain" three big characters that had lost red spots, and he was even more puzzled: "...... Isn't this the boundary card of Longchi Mountain!"

Hei Lao'er nodded: "This is the Longchi Mountain Boundary, you have fulfilled your responsibility to protect you, what else do you have to wish?"

“...... It turned out to be Longchi Mountain," Sang Ming was very excited, "So, I ...... It's time for me to go......"

Sang Ming's voice became softer and softer, and when Hei Lao'er saw that something was wrong, he hurriedly took out the "cloud silk hat" containing his five successes from his arms, and put the shrunken Sang Ming into it.

Everything may be providential, and the five successful powers that Sang Ming was forced to give up have now become the foundation soil for nourishing and nurturing himself. This is something I never expected when I lost my strength under the 36th layer of hell - this also fulfills the saying in the world: "If you have gain, you will lose, and if you lose, you will gain." ”

Since then, Sang Ming, who has made great contributions to the recovery of the world, has disappeared in Qiankun, and the only Qiankun stick he left in the world is still at the foot of Longchi Mountain.

It is said that after the aura of the Qiankun stick and the demons were entangled for several years, the mixture of good and evil turned into gold, and it sank into the bottom of Longchi Mountain into a golden stick with two feet thick, and the golden stick often changed its position with the change of terrain. In the early Qing Dynasty, the ground was broken once, the light shocked all directions, and the local people who were eager to make a fortune made a lot of efforts to rummage for golden sticks, but they did not see the shadow in several lifetimes...... As a result, there is still such a limerick poem in the north of Lin'an Chang:

The golden stick at the foot of Longchi Mountain was born in the recovery year of the world.

A round is a little long, and a circle is strong.

The century has been reincarnated countless times, and the price of gold sticks and gold sticks is geometric.

If a noble person gets it, he can buy half the sky of the world.

Seven seven forty-nine days have finally passed.

When the morning breeze was chasing and the morning sun was rising, Fleur stood up tremblingly on the ground. She struggled to open her eyes, looked around at the colorful light and mist reflected through the dust, and fell into deep thought—what kind of place is this...... Have you left the world?

A series of questions confused Fleur's blank mind, until she suddenly hit a stone wall and caused severe pain that suddenly woke her up completely.

In an instant, the past rushed to the front like a tide, and Fleur finally understood who she was...... I also understood what I was doing......

She looked up at the towering mountain in front of her, shook her head heavily, and said to herself, "...... What kind of place is this? How many roads are there to Longchi Mountain?"

After a sigh, I naturally thought of Qinggu and Sang Ming again...... How would Fleur know that they had already dedicated their lives to the cause of seeking rain, laying the foundation stone for them.

The sun slowly rose, and the rock-hard earth was hot like a hot pot in an instant, erupting a choking wave of heat, rolling over the field like a tide.

Fleur has just been reborn after several disasters, and her body is very weak, where can she withstand the torture of the heat wave. After a long time, I almost suffocated. Instinctively, she staggered to the heights, the higher the cooler, the heat could not hit.

Fleur was overjoyed by this discovery, and she ran desperately up the mountain, but there was no road on the mountain, and the mountain skin was as hard as a stone, and she couldn't go up without running a few steps.

However, Fleur has no choice, and the heat wave will kill her. Going up - she wasn't sure she could climb the towering mountain with both hands, but she would rather fall and die when she couldn't climb than go back and be burned to death by the heat...... It's all dead horizontally and vertically, why not fight!

The blackened and shiny soil was hard and tough by the sun, and it didn't take long for Fleur's hands and feet to be scraped bloodied, and her heart and lungs hurt. But she always gritted her teeth and insisted: "God, if my Furong can ask for rain to save the world, help me climb up, if I can't ask for it, let me fall down and die." ”

Maybe the sky opened his eyes and sheltered Fleur, and there were several times when there was no danger, but he didn't fall off the cliff.

The sky gradually darkened again, and the white twilight mist mixed with the sand and dust in the sky fluttered and hazy like a huge net, mercilessly scattered to every corner of the earth, thus adding a bit of mystery and horror to it...... And Fleur, who had been struggling for a day, saw the darkness at this time, but she was inexplicably excited, and she suddenly subconsciously got some omen, although she didn't understand what was going to happen, but her intuition told her that tonight was unusual.

The thoughts of meditation slowly faded as the sky gradually dimmed, and to Fleur's relief, the higher she climbed, the smoother the mountain became, and gradually she was able to take off her hands and walk on both feet.

However, at this moment, Fleur took advantage of the faint moonlight to find a small temple standing not far ahead. She was amazed and immediately turned to the door, but saw that the temple was dilapidated, and the front door was in a mess, as if no one lived in it.

She stood in front of the door for a while, and at first she hesitated to enter, but suddenly she heard a snoring sound inside, and she couldn't help but be shocked, and couldn't help but knock on the door and ask, "Is there anyone inside?"

Unexpectedly, after calling for a long time, there was no response, but the panting inside was still there. This aroused Fleur's strong heart of not believing in evil, she raised her fist and smashed it on the rotten door, but she didn't want to use too much force and fell down with a "bang" on the rotten door.

“...... Fuck, want to demolish my house?"

An old man quickly popped out of it, baring his teeth and claws and scolding at the stunned Fleur.

"Elder Hugh, dare to ask the old dragon king who lives in seclusion in Longchi Mountain how many ways away from here?"

This old man is the mid-mountain land of Longchi Mountain, what is the mid-mountain land - the world is vast, the resources are vast, and the general land lord is in charge of at least 800 or even thousands of miles of land. There is a mountain in this area, and there is a mountain god, why should he send a half-mountain land...... Everything has a reason, just because this half-mountain land was also in charge of the land of 800 miles, but he has been confused for thousands of years, although he has tried his best but to no avail.

When the Land Department made an inspection, he found that his political performance was mediocre, and he was dismissed in a fit of rage. He was naturally indignant and difficult to accept, and he was moved by the land division, understood the reason, and struggled to justify.

Later, the Land Division remembered that he had worked hard for thousands of years, although there was no merit at all, but there was always hard work, and he sealed a "mid-mountain land" with kindness.

"Mid-mountain land", an official who could not be more slight, he was very dissatisfied in his heart. But in order to survive, he had to be wronged and took office, and he went to Longchi Mountain to build a temple casually, and lived a depressed life of drinking and getting drunk today.

At this time, she was drunk and standing in front of Fleur, very dissatisfied with her sudden appearance, she glanced at her and said coldly: "There is still half the way." ”

Fleur gasped and asked in a trembling voice, "Elder, are you...... What do you say?"

"There's still half the way, and I can't lie to you. ”

Mid-levels didn't expect that the woman in front of her, who was ragged, haggard, and disheveled, was the legendary Hibiscus Niangniang. After he angrily threw down this sentence, which was undoubtedly a heart-cutting knife for Furong, Gu Zi turned around and shook into the temple, and the sound started again after a while.

At this time, if he was in the middle of the mountain in his dreamland, he would not have thought that because of his own small mistake, he would create a series of troubles for the Heavenly Palace, the world and himself.