By the thirteenth day, it was the fifteenth day of February, the Flower Dynasty Festival. Although this is a festival to celebrate the birthday of the Hundred Flowers, it is still a snowstorm in a northern country like Qingguo.

Li Yunxin stepped on the snow and was surprised to find ...... in the distance In what should have been a wasteland, a small city has appeared.

I have reached the edge of Dongting, and I also found that Dongting is frozen in this cold winter. This means that the person in charge of the lake is no longer there. Although people fear demons, they do not know that some of the conveniences in their lives are actually given by demons. For example, some precipitation in the interior, such as the vast body of water in front of you.

If the big lakes and rivers are in the north but do not freeze in winter, it is because there are powerful demons hidden in them. When demons use demonic power to fight against the sky, they not only make themselves comfortable, but also bring benefits to the people around them.

But now that there is no Dongting Jun in the lake, and there are no other big demons, it will be lifeless in winter.

It is said that Dongtingjun, who went to the East China Sea, did not die, but was imprisoned by the ancestor of ten thousand years. When Li Yunxin talked to the old demon, he said that he treated Dongtingjun very well, and the two got along very happily. Although what the old demon said at that time was not all true, there should be no need to lie in this matter.

However, now that the old demon is dead, the former disciples of the Lifeless Immortal Sect have also been killed by him. Dong Tingjun ...... I don't know how it turned out.

Maybe you're still trying to find a way out of the weak water.

He stepped on the ice and the withered grass under his feet, and looked up into the distance.

The small city in the distance sits on the ruins of Weicheng. In fact, there are very few brick and wood buildings, most of them are sheds. With his current eyesight, he can clearly see the scene of people coming and going when he uses his supernatural powers.

The snow around the town had been cleared, and some of the huts were steaming with people—nine out of ten people, and the rest were demons.

Some are demonized in human form, while others are incomplete, with tails or shaggy faces. But those people seem to have been with the demons for a long time, and they are not afraid.

He even saw a swarthy man joking with a demon, and it seemed that the two were on perfect terms.

In these sheds outside the city there were fires and cauldrons. Some seem to be porridge shops, giving porridge to people or demons. Others appear to be small traders who make their own living, but do not receive money from people to and from one person to another.

When Li Yunxin saw this scene, he felt a little relieved. In the small town, it should be the pheasant who is in charge. The refugees gathered by the black chicken essence that I met should be sent here. He glanced at it again, and saw a familiar person—even in his supreme realm, his heart throbbed. He smiled and walked towards the town.

The little city had no gates, and no walls. Only a stone archway was erected on the road near the shed outside the city, and the word "Weicheng" was written on it.

The nearest shed to this archway is also in the outermost part of the town. But there are a lot of people or demons around. There were eight or nine sets of tables and chairs outside the shed, all of which were full of people. Others had nowhere to sit, so they stood or squatted – each holding a bowl of steaming, oily sour soup in their hands, sucking in the cold wind in the snow and ice.

When he approached the crowd, there was no strange reaction from those who saw him—even though he was dressed in a light and flowing white dress in this cold season, and his appearance was inhumanly handsome. Because a thought came to them in their heads, telling them: there is nothing strange about it. This is just an ordinary person.

This powerful thought surpassed all rational cognition, and it also saved Li Yunxin from a lot of trouble.

He walked to the cauldron under the shed and saw a vendor busy, with two children helping him. A group of people gathered around the pot in anticipation, still talking to each other. During this season in the Central Continent countries, people freeze to death or starve to death at every moment. And in this small town, it seems that everyone does not worry about such a life. They seem to be cheerful and have little to no worries.

Li Yunxin looked into the pot and said casually to the vendor by the pot, "How are you doing lately?"

The peddler wiped the sweat from his face and turned his face to look at him.

Some of the memories that were in my heart immediately came to light. Along with those memories there should have been strong emotions that would have stunned him and made him immediately lean down and bow down. But some force suppressed this emotion, and put him in a certain peculiar state.

So after he was slightly stunned, he only lit up his eyes and said happily: "Oh, it's you!"

He was busy as he spoke, and said again: "It's been a long time since I saw you." It's been almost a year!"

Li Yunxin smiled: "So you escaped from Weicheng?"

"Alright, open the pot!" the vendor turned his face to the two teenagers who helped the helper, and called them to come and distribute the soup, then wiped his hands on his apron and stood on Li Yunxin's side, "If you want to say this, you have to be blessed by God." You taught me a lesson by the willow river before, and I felt that I couldn't make a living in the city, so I wanted to go back to my hometown. Later, when I heard that the Dragon Sect was going to pray for rain in the city, I thought that I might as well work for a while before leaving—so I squeezed into the pile. ”

Li Yunxin realized that what he was talking about was "a long time ago".

After seizing the Nine Princes, he hid in the cave and made a Divine Dragon Sect. At that time, the Dao Tong came to investigate Liu Ling's death. That's Yueyunzi. Before he fought with Yue Yunzi, he did fight in the city first. At that time, there had been no rain in Weicheng for several months, and people thought that the main prayer of the Divine Dragon Sect was to pray for rain, so they all gathered at the decisive battle. Unexpectedly, those people have become the materials for Yueyunzi's sacrificial refining array. [Note 1]

Li Yunxin asked with interest: "What happened later? How did you escape?"

The peddler thought for a moment and sighed, "How else would it be God blessed." I was in business that day – the deal was not bad. Suddenly, it was like being covered by a ghost—phew, not a ghost...... It's something anyway. For a while, I didn't know anything. When I woke up again, I found myself talking to someone! I thought about it, and I felt a hairy feeling in my heart—you know that I was taught a lesson by you by the river some time ago. ”

"And I thought, oh my God...... I'm going to have a strange thing happen again! Is it that God doesn't want me to eat this mouthful? The more I think about it, the more scared I become...... Hurry up and close the stall and leave. How do you know that I walk on the front foot and the back foot ...... Alas. He sighed again and again, "The human heart is made of flesh." I think of those people now, and I ...... Alas. ”

"So when Weicheng was burned, you also escaped. Li Yunxin said softly, "Now that you are back to your old business, business is better." ”

The peddler waved his hand and smiled embarrassedly: "No, no." This person, after a lifetime and death, he can see everything. ”

"Once upon a time, I was here to make a living...... It's not very authentic. But after that, and then I was taught a lesson by you, I thought that there was really a god on the top of my head. I escaped with my life and lived, and it was God's grace. Don't you dare to be the same as before—don't you say?"

Li Yunxin smiled and nodded.

"So it's not about making money. There was a soft light in the peddler's eyes, "The city lord saved us who should have frozen to death and starved to death, and gave us food." I thought, I have this craft, I might as well do something. Rice-faced white-collar workers, I just put some effort into it. Although it is said to be in vain now, it is happier than when it used to make money. ”

He pointed to his chest: "Happy heart!"

"Good. Li Yunxin said, "You think clearly. ”

He looked into the stove at the bottom of the cauldron again—the wood was burning, and the fire was blazing. He touched it in his sleeve and found a thin branch: "Since you are doing good deeds, I will give this to you." ”

Just a most ordinary dead twig. The forearm is short and the little finger is thick, and it is divided into three branches.

The peddler was stunned and took it: "Uh...... What does this do?"

"It's used to burn. Li Yunxin smiled and said, "It saves you the effort to chop wood." ”

He reached out and patted him on the shoulder: "Do a good job." Later...... Be kind to the people. ”

The peddler was stunned again. Although he is not a scholar, he also knows that Li Yunxin said something strange - "people". In his impression, he can use this word to describe a certain group, which is either rich or expensive. But what can he do?

But after such a stunned effort, the person in front of him was gone.

The peddler turned his face and looked around, but he couldn't find it. He pinched the branch in his hand and muttered, "Strange, strange......"

The expression froze on the face. Then, it seemed that all the emotions that had been suppressed before exploded at this time. He was stunned for a moment, then his eyes widened suddenly, and his lips began to tremble: "He...... He...... He ......"

Some diners around saw him like this, so they asked, "Old Zhou, what's wrong?"

"The man! the man I was talking to—he—" said the peddler, "it's the immortal—"

"Who?" the diner frowned, "no one spoke to you just now." Old Zhou, are you tired, take a break. These two apprentices of yours are very clever. ”

"Hey!!" the peddler suddenly fell to his knees and kowtowed in the snow, "The gods are above, the gods are above, the gods are above, the gods have come to see me—good people have good rewards!"

made such a fuss, so that the people around him gathered around and asked what was wrong with him. The two apprentices ran over from the pot and hugged him, but they also told him to press him on the ground and kowtow together.

After knocking for a while, he straightened up, wiped the tears and snot on his face, and held the branch he was holding high in his hand: "The gods sent it to me!"

At this point, people thought he was crazy. I all know that this old Zhou got up every day before dawn, went into the woods a few miles away to chop firewood, and spent the morning pulling it back. At noon, it was busy until it was dark. After such a toss, no one can bear it, and now he is finally sick.

So they came around him to pull him up and send him into the shed to rest.

But when he saw him waving the branch in his hand, he was anxious: "You don't believe me!?You didn't see the immortal just now!?The immortal gave it to me!"

Then he ran to the stove again, picked up the fire scissors, and pulled out all the firewood burning in the stove. The firewood was made of wood and thatch. The people around were panicked for a while, and they hurriedly held the snow to extinguish the fire. But I saw the peddler trembling, and sent the thin branch into the stove, and said something in his mouth: "The fairy gave me ...... The ...... sent to me by the gods"

Seeing him like this, the two apprentices were so anxious that they began to cry. The people around him sighed again and again. I don't know how to say crazy if you are a good person.

But the next moment—

As soon as the branch entered the stove, the ground burst into flames.

The firewood in the stove was pulled out by him, and the soup in the pot was no longer boiling. But now it was as if someone had stirred it in the soup, and the boiling water was almost splashing!

Everyone was dumbfounded, and the two apprentices forgot to wipe their tears. The peddler laughed and shouted, "Look!!!

He cried out, and blessed his soul. I don't know where the idea came from, so I blurted out, "Small, small, small!"

Suddenly the fire on the twig became smaller, and the pot boiled just right. He trembled again: "Extinguish! extinguish!"

The flames on the branches converged abruptly. He trembled and took the branch out from under the stove - it didn't change in the slightest, it was even cold.

He held the branch high and shouted, "The immortals have appeared—"

The people who gathered in a circle fell to their knees in a large area.

These mortals don't know what aura and demonic power they have, but a few demons in the distance do. Sweeping this way, I saw the branch in the peddler's hand. Deng Shi felt paralyzed, as if his backbone had been sucked away—if their current cultivation was a handful of clear water, the majestic demonic power contained in this twig would be like an endless ocean!

He immediately knelt down in horror, not knowing which terrible demon king had arrived!

At this time, Li Yunxin had already walked along the long street all the way to the city. And realizing that he is now promoted to the Taishang, whether it is his mood or temperament, is a little different from before-and being able to "realize" this also makes him find it interesting.

If he had been in the past, he wouldn't have walked so silently. It was only after enjoying the boasting of the crowd and the demons that he left satisfied. But now I just feel bored—it's not that I don't like that kind of boasting anymore, but I feel that it's really not interesting to consciously wait.

For example, if a noble man with terrible power is told to listen to the words of admiration and worship of the people in the street as he passes by, his heart will be useful. But if you deliberately design to get those things, it will be boring. How can a person of that level care about the opinion of "ants".

In the distance, outside the city, more and more people seemed to gather to look at the branch in the vendor's hand. The demonic power that Li Yunxin left in that thing was just a drop in the ocean to him. But even a little bit, just for burning, can be burned for nearly a thousand years.

He walked like this for a while, slowly watching, slowly thinking, and gradually understanding some of the things in this small city.

Hawkers say that rice and noodles are white-collar workers, and it seems that pheasants have established a successful relief mechanism in the city. But that didn't surprise him - he had been with him for so long, and he had supernatural powers, and he wouldn't be surprised if he couldn't do that. What is really surprising is that humans and demons can live in peace now. It can be seen that the pheasant is practical.

As we went deeper into the city, there were fewer huts and more buildings made of earth and stone. There are a lot of pedestrians, and their faces are happy. It is also a good skill to be able to create such a climate in such a short period of time. He was just thinking about it when he suddenly saw outside a hut made of loess, next to a stack of wood......

There was a dirty three-flowered cat lying down.

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Note 1: See Chapters 182 and 183 for details.

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