Chapter Ninety-Three: Admitting defeat

"Plants and trees, spring buds, summer leaves, autumn dormancy and winter silence, the move of the East violates the common sense of heaven and earth, and I can't do this method alone, it is really ...... It's too against the sky!" Zhou Tianfeng's face was solemn.

"Against the sky......" Yijie shook his head and sighed.

"Against the sky......" Bo Yizi shook his head and sighed.

"Against the sky......" Xishan Qingxue shook her head and sighed.

"Against the sky...... It's really against the sky...... "Xuanjing and Xuanyuan, the two little monks, put their palms together, and Amitabha sighed.

"What a rebellion!" Poppy's always ruthless eyes showed such throbbing for the first time in her life.

"What is this? Isn't it ordinary? Although Xiao Meng can't do it, don't adults do it every time?" Xiao Meng said, and the expression of these people in her tone was disdainful.

"That's it, I often see my master do this all over the world. It's not weird, it's not weird~" Yulin Silver Ape waved his hand and smiled.

"Hehe, I guess they haven't seen Shizun's more powerful methods?" Li Tieniu was also disdainful.

"Against the sky...... Xiao Yandao, who was a little clear of the unusual matter among the people, also poked out these two words.

"You guys...... Alas......" Chu Canglan said helplessly, and the rest of Chu Crazy Song and Su Xingxiong were silent.

......

"I have a method, the catkins are far away, inside and outside, two holes in the sky, winter and spring, and the free world. ”

Dongfang Huan pointed to the lush willow tree, and raised his chin proudly, this dead wood not only grew taller in spring, but also gave birth to bursts of white tidbits. Each leaf exudes a hint of green life, and the green vitality is connected one after another, forming a green vortex that hovers around the willow tree.

The willow tree is three zhang high, one zhang wide and thick, and occupies five zhang of space.

Under the lush canopy, every inch of the land around the willow trees exudes a hint of warmth, and a trace of green grass grows from the earth, so tender that it seems that juice will splash as long as it enters the mouth.

And outside the radius of five zhang, the snow is vast, and the more it falls, it is a wanton winter.

The hearty snow was quietly underground, occasionally the sound of snow falling and willow leaves swaying, and from time to time there were strange sounds of gurgling, it turned out to be Xuan Jing, Xuan Yuan plus three bald heads, swallowing saliva vigorously.

Such a serious dementia expression clearly conveyed their mood at the moment.

"Against the sky...... Against the sky......" Xishan Qingxue shuddered and muttered incredulously.

"This game ......," Bo Yizi said again when he wanted to speak.

Zhou Tianfeng said in disbelief: "The old man lost ......" His tone changed, and his voice became high-pitched and hearty: "Lost! The old man lost! Haha! Lost convincingly! If it weren't for the immortal method of Dongfang Daoist friends today, I, Zhou Tianfeng, would be so arrogant like a frog at the bottom of a well! Admire and admire! Drink! Dongfang! The old man toasts you!"

Pick up the wine jar and drink vigorously.

"Tsk, you're welcome. Dongfang Huan rolled his arm to the table and put everything into the black money bag he carried with him, and at this moment, Xishan Qingxue's gaze looked so dull.

"Dongfang Sitong......" Bo Yizi stretched out his hand, and stopped talking.

"Fellow Daoists, please rest assured. Dongfang Huan broke the things he got in half, handed half to Bo Yizi, and the remaining half was put into the personal bag.

As for the three-inch blood-patterned iron needle, it was also in his pocket.

The atmosphere is lively, and the wine newly brewed by the Oriental Renewal is sufficient, so that under the willow trees, in the heavy snow, the laughter is particularly hearty.

"I didn't expect you to give me such a surprise, an unexpected surprise beyond the unexpected, is a surprise. A smile appeared on the corner of the poppy's mouth, and she turned around and flew in red, stepping barefoot on the snow like a red butterfly, as if she was walking and floating, and finally disappeared.

The silent laughter still seems to be lingering in the wind and snow.

Wine, after another three rounds, everyone was in full interest, so they dispersed and said goodbye one by one before leaving, but Zhou Tianfeng was still a little reluctant.

This time, if it sounds good, it will be a visit, and if it is not good, it will be to find fault. Although they are in the same Song Kingdom, although they are both in the Fengshen Division, they are all different in their human systems, and their practices are also different, coupled with their different personal habits, it is inevitable that there will be friction. This friction comes and goes, and in the end, no one is convinced.

You are a Taoist, I am a Buddhist, my Taoism is stronger than yours, and your martial arts are better than mine.

That's the reason, no one is convinced.

To put it more appropriately, that is, the boss of the Fengshen Division is a monk, but his subordinates are a group of Taoist priests, is this okay? Buddhism and Taoism have been competing for a long time, from the small monk to the small Taoist who met the little Taoist priest and fought without a word, to the Tai'a Sword Sect and the Daxiong Treasure Hall have always been at odds, and the more ferocious thing is that the contradiction between the Daxiong Treasure Hall of the Song State and the Dragon and Tiger Mountain of the Liang State has been a long time.

The Song State and the Liang State did not get along, and the relationship between the Daxiong Treasure Hall and Longhu Mountain was even worse.

Fengshensi is such a place where dragonfish are mixed, you have to forcibly put these "natural enemies" together, and if you can't say it, in the end, you eat me and I eat you. The state was afraid that in the end, it would violate its original intention of being strong, and this would hurt the foundation, so it agreed to distribute it to the worldly wills and worship at the same time, and the Fengshen Division, which was built at the same time, also set the rules.

Rules are dead, people are alive, and these rules eventually degenerate into internal rules.

Dongfang Huan has encountered a ring before, and he has experienced some "rules", and now he naturally understands it. This time, everyone came up the mountain in accordance with this "rule", and Dongfang Huan, who was on duty in the heavenly court and knew the "righteousness of officialdom", naturally understood that everything seemed to be a situation formed inadvertently, but in fact, Dongfang Huan was deliberately guiding from the beginning, intentionally or unintentionally.

In order to show his own means, to give these people a little mysterious feeling.

Shinto is not the same as Sendo.

The essence of Shinto is formed according to the laws of the Heavenly Dao, and it is governed according to a Heavenly Dao.

The land where Dongfang Huan lives, the way of heaven is still the way of heaven, but it is not the way of heaven like the flood wilderness, but humanity. Therefore, what he relies on is also a derivation of "humanity", and if he wants to operate, what he wants must be humanitarianism.

Ordinary people's wishes have too many thoughts, and Fu Zhao can play an excellent role in filtering.

In the final analysis, the Yin God is just a sign that a person's wish power has reached a certain level of strength, strong enough to condense, and finally appears, which is also the embodiment of the realm of power cultivation.

Mortal thoughts are weak and scattered, and those who cultivate the Yin God are strong and condensed.

Therefore, Fu Zhao's powerful targets are all mortals, and the pure wish power above can be appointed and asked by Dongfang Huan as the master, and Dongfang Huan's cultivation naturally grows extremely fast.

Of course, there are a large number of subordinates to raise, and it is really not easy for Dongfang Huan to be a god.

"The outside must first be inside, and the inside can be outside, and there are trade-offs to depend on each other. Dongfang Huan stood on the top of the willow tree with his hands in his hand and looked into the distance, and now he could pocket the blessing power of Dahong County and Longbow County.

Floating beside him was a chubby white doll wearing a belly pocket and a peach head, carved in pink and jade like porcelain.

"Xiaoliu, the deity will give you creation today due to fate, and the right talent has given you Fu Zhao, and from then on, you will be the 'Qingyi God' on this Tianhong Peak. The place where you take root is in charge of all the flowers and trees, and all the flowers and trees that have a spirit, you can choose the best and take them as your subordinates. Your duty is to listen to your little sister. Your Fu Zhao can give birth to the 'Spiritual Compassion Mist', although the effect is not as good as the nectar of creation, as long as you persevere, it can also have the effect of creation. ”