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"Why?" asked Xiao Zhenyan, puzzled.

"What do you think its ears look like?"

"Like Brother Bai......"

"Where's the feet?"

"Horseshoe ......"

"Where's the tail?"

"Meteor Leopard ......"

Ning Ze smiled and said, "Count, how many places are not like elephants?"

"Three places...... But it should also be called 'three no-elephants'!" Xiao Zhenyan felt that what his father said was wrong.

"What does it sound like?"

"I don't know......" Xiao Zhenyan thought for a long time and shook his head.

"It's the dragon yin, isn't it the 'four unlikes'?"

Both the little mantra and the dream tapir lowered their heads and thought, which did make sense.

"It was decided in this way, the big name is 'Four Elephants', and the small name is Little Four ......"

After naming him, Ning Ze was in a very good mood, he turned around and asked Fat Futu: "Why are you here?"

Fat Futu scratched his bald head and said: "I **** into the Futu Tower, Dinghui Bodhisattva returned the wooden fish taken away by the clear space to the little monk, the little monk had nowhere to go, so he followed this 'sage road' and came over......"

"Who started the Sage Road?"

"It was the Bodhisattvas, the Buddhas and monks who went to the Ten Thousand Buddhas Meeting, and when they saw the gentlemen raining rain and planting trees, they preached about it at the Ten Thousand Buddhas' Meeting, and they thought that you had great merits, and the Bodhisattvas praised it, and called this path the path of the sages...... "Futu explained.

After hearing this, Ning Ze sneered: "The Sage Road! I'm embarrassed to mention the sage again, do you have a sage in Buddhism? There are a few sages who will take this road, I think it should be called the 'Mortal Road'." ”

Futu bowed his head and did not dare to answer......

"One more person, one more effort, plant trees together......"

Fat Futu's eyes lit up, this was to say that he could stay, he quickly rolled up his sleeves and followed to plant trees.

Ning Zhu, Cang, Xiao Zhenyan, and Lao Bai Gu, squatting in front of Si Buxiang, were very interested, even if every time they asked a question, Xiao Si scoffed, they were also happy.

......

A few days have passed, Ning Ze has been paying attention to the former little Tianzi in the past few days, picking his nose and eyes, and repairing it well, his father Fu Zhen, but he feels sorry for his son, but he doesn't dare to complain.

"Little four, come here......"

The four did not look like a low expression and ran to Ning Ze's side, and Ning Ze got on the elephant's back.

Si is not like carrying Ning Ze forward, Xiao Si complained in his heart, is this still a human being? It is too heavy, like carrying a mountain.

Ning Ze rained, Xiao Zhenyan followed behind with Yu Bu, Fu Zhen father and son and Cang planted trees, they were all wood, others were slotted, there were many people, they planted trees while hurrying, and the speed was not satisfied at all.

The little mantra was sweating, and he tried his best to follow the four dissimilarities in front of him with his little short legs.

"Abba, Yan'er is tired and wants to sit in the fourth ......," Xiao Zhenyan begged.

"What are you tired of? Brother Cang, at the age of six, he walked half of Dayu with his father, and he didn't shout tired, you are seven years old, too delicate......"

"But ...... before," Xiao Zhenyan was a little aggrieved.

"You used to be in poor health, but now you're recovering...... I can't bear this bit of suffering, what's the use, who will I rely on in the future?" Ning Ze said coldly.

The four things under him are not like this, I feel cold in my heart, and I am so ruthless to my son, not to mention others, I have to be careful, I don't dare to breathe, and I am walking with my head covered.

Although Ning Zhu and Cang were distressed, they didn't dare to persuade each other, the palace master sank his face, and his majesty was too heavy.

Later, when the old and young heard that Cang was six years old and followed this person on foot eastward, they all looked with admiration, this kid is powerful, no wonder his speed is not inferior to the grandmaster in the slightest.

Everyone had some sympathy for the little mantra, spoiled the seven-year-old child, and began his own journey of suffering.

......

Two months have passed in a flash, Ning Ze is still sitting upright, with a small mantra behind him, his pace is steady, his expression is resolute, and now his small body has grown a little, and he is finally not as weak as in the past, he is a martial artist.

Everyone looked at the green corridor leading to the depths of the desert, whether it was Ning Ze, who was a Dao Venerable, or Xiao Zhenyan, who had just entered the martial arts, they couldn't help but be physically and mentally excited, this was their footprint, the green footprint.

Ning Ze sighed: "The tree of hugging is born at the end of a millimeter, and the journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, which is worth the trip!

"What Mr. said is extremely true, the Bodhisattva's cultivation is in sentient beings, sentient beings are mortals, and the truth and true Dharma all come from the ordinary," Futu Sangha said.

Ning Ze praised: "Futu, you can have this feeling, it is commendable......

"Abba, Yan'er, are you okay?" Little Zhenyan never wanted to be recognized by his father for a moment.

Ning Ze looked at his son, who had grown up a lot, and said: "Look at the trees we planted, they have to face endless wind and sand, many of them will break and be buried, and only those who are the strongest can resist the wind and sand again and again, and every time they experience a test, they will be stronger, Yan'er, Abba hopes that you can become the strongest one, at least stronger than Abba......"

"Abba, Yan'er understands......" Xiao Zhenyan's tears swirled in his eyes, but they didn't fall, he cried on the road, and his father only told him that men don't flick when they have tears.

Everyone listened to Ning Ze's words, and was deeply touched, especially Mr. Fu Zhen, he understood the truth, and there were not many fathers who might be ruthless, especially let his seven-year-old son walk through the desert, he couldn't do it, this perception of Tao and reason is very comparable, he has seen a lot of Daozun, but he has never seen a person like this.

The white bone old man walked up to Ning Ze slowly, his eyes dodged, and he mustered up the courage to open his mouth and said, "Ning Daoyou......"

Ning Ze suddenly raised his hand to stop it...... His eyes widened, he looked at the horizon in the distance, and exclaimed, "It's not good......"

"Boom...... Boom ......" roared at the center of the earth.

The rats and ants poured out of the ground in dense, and then the ground shook, the ground shook violently, teared, everything shook, everyone fell to the ground, the earth seemed to be flipping, the earth was torn, and the black air rose to the sky......

"Abba......" The little mantra fell through the cracks.

was pulled up by the old white bone......

"Come here......" Ning Ze shouted in a deep voice, and everyone realized that only the ground under Ning Ze's feet did not move at all, and he actually fixed the abbot's land.

Everyone was dizzy, and when they came to Ning Ze's side, they were still shocked, they were very panicked, and they felt that the catastrophe had just begun......

"Abba, what's going on?" Xiao Zhenyan's face turned pale, and he had palpitations.

Smoke and dust rose everywhere, the earth was chaotic, the ground was churning, like a cow turning over, the yin qi was raging, and the wolf smoke rose to the sky.

Ning Ze pulled his son in his arms and comforted him silently, this is the second time, the last time, he was trapped in the Ten Thousand Dragons' Nest, that time the earth shook the mountains, the Broken Dragon Stone was displaced, and he was able to see the light of day again......

He said in a deep voice: "Everyone, look carefully, the geographical migration, the tunnel has changed greatly......"

There was a big wave in everyone's hearts, the geography changed, will it change that day?

"Childe, look...... Sky...... ...... days"

"Boom...... Bang...... Rumble......"

Everyone looked up, and countless meteors fell, drawing a silver trajectory, and the stars fell during the day......

"The heavens have fallen, the heavens have fallen......" Fu Zhen and his son shouted in horror.

Ning Ze said sadly: "The heavenly membrane has been corroded by the supreme yin qi, and it has long been fragile, today the yin qi is rushing to the sky, the heavenly membrane is broken, the heavenly membrane does not exist, there is nothing to carry the heavens, the heavens are falling, and the mortal realm is a catastrophe!"

"Brother Seven, how is this good?"

"The earth has changed, the heavens have changed, where will humanity go?" Ning Ze muttered to himself.

(End of Volume 3 "Mortal Flow")