Night. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The villagers are a little different from the outside world, they usually go to bed earlier. Every day, the sky above the sky has just gone dark, and all the people have closed their doors early and stopped all activities. Blowing out lights, putting out fires, going to bed, resting, day in and day out.

The whole village, from the inside out, exudes a different kind of tranquility everywhere. However, in Huaguo Mountain, which is close to the village, it is a completely different scene, with the roar of beasts and the shaking of mountains and forests.

The stone statue of Xia Yu Dasheng standing at the entrance of the village emitted a pale yellow soft light at this time, which fell from the sky like a shower of light and rain, and fell on every household and person in the village. Endless soft light also surrounds the village, faintly forming a huge protective shield, as if isolating the village from this world, creating a blessed land.

Looking into the village from the outside, it looks like it's the same as usual. At this time, if you look out from the village, you will be surprised to find that the world has already changed, and you are actually in a beautiful and vast starry sky. Crystal starlight fell freely from the sky, like a meteor shower.

The starlight was also sucked into the villagers' bodies, along with the pale yellow soft light.

Soon, the sound of gentle breathing sounded in the village, and the villagers slept peacefully. Between the breaths and breaths, the pure white, divine aura of immortal qi was absorbed into the bodies of the villagers, and from their bodies, wisps of black filthy qi were discharged. Everyone in the village, whether male or female, old or young, was cultivating in their sleep, and they didn't seem to know it!

The night grew deeper.

At this time, a little far away from the village, white phantoms suddenly appeared out of thin air. The phantoms were in a hazy mist, and they could be counted as far as the eye could see. They gathered in groups and staggered in the direction of the village.

When they approached, a closer look revealed that they were all blue-faced, fanged, hideous and terrifying ghosts in the underworld. These ghosts don't seem to have any consciousness, just wandering in the air with a kind of life instinct. They made their way unhindered, easily passing through the pale yellow light and entering the village.

Although they entered the village, those ghosts were as quiet as chickens. They didn't try to attack humans, but still floated aimlessly in the air. Their expressions were calm and cold, wandering as they continued to absorb the pale yellow light that fell from the sky. As a little bit of pale yellow soft light continued to merge into the bodies of these powerful ghosts, the aura of cultivation emanating from their bodies was also constantly increasing.

Suddenly, I don't know what stimulus I was under, and all the ghosts floating in the air rushed in one direction. It was Xiao Su's home.

Countless ghosts hovered over Xiao Su's house. Originally, they were all expressionless ghosts, but now they showed a rare look of struggle, as if something in the courtyard was constantly tempting them, teasing them, and making them close to madness, but there seemed to be some prohibition in the body of these ghosts that was suppressing their nature and preventing their behavior.

A few of the ghosts even had bloody expressions of horror, as if this was their nature, and everything before was disguised.

Finally, there was a terrible ghost who couldn't help it. It was one of the highest cultivators among these powerful ghosts, and it rushed towards a room in the courtyard as if it were crazy.

Just when it was close to the courtyard, in the room closest to it, a white sword flashed out with a cold light, and with a brush, the sword of the powerful ghost was split in half, and the breeze blew, and the powerful ghost disappeared and dissipated in the air.

Seeing this scene, the desire of other powerful ghosts who were about to move faded away, and they also hesitated a little.

For quite some time, the ghosts were just suspended in the air, chattering about something, but none of them dared to rush down again. But the things in the yard were too attractive to them, so they refused to give up easily.

"Old ghost, I don't care if you like this mess. I can't take care of all these strange things you are slipping around, but if these disgusting things of yours are all over my head again, then you don't blame me for forcibly taking action despite my friendship for many years!"

In the courtyard below, the voice of the old man Bai suddenly came out, at first it was still very quiet, but the voice became stronger and stronger, stronger and stronger, and in the end, it became like a shocking thunder, rolling in, all the ghosts were like pieces of fallen leaves being swept by the wind, and in a moment, they were all expelled from the outer heavens.

The ghosts were still confused, and some of them roared angrily at the village, but they didn't dare to come any closer. Suddenly, there was a melodious and ethereal sound of bamboo flutes in the air, and after hearing the flute, those powerful ghosts flew in one direction in unison, looking at the direction, where it should be the mountain gate of Jinguang Gate.

After a while, all the ghosts left, as if nothing had happened.

Old Man Bai's warning and the melodious sound of the flute seemed to be resounding in another dimension. Because even though the movement was so loud, those villagers were still asleep and did not react at all, including Xiaosu.

Xiao Su lay on the table, thinking a lot, and in the end, he fell asleep like this.

Old man Bai was standing in front of the window of his room, and he had already woken up from Xiao Su's slap. The old man Bai at this moment seemed to be two people who were completely different from before. Although his dress and appearance have not changed, his eyes are as bright as the starry sky, and the vicissitudes of life have brought him a transcendent temperament, much like a legendary master.

Old man Bai was very awake now, and through the open window, he saw Xiao Su sleeping on the table. He frowned, stretched out his hand and pointed lightly, a white fairy light wrapped Xiao Su, and sent her to the embroidery bed, and then he extinguished the oil lamp, closed the window, and let Xiao Su sleep peacefully.

After doing all this, the old man Bai set his eyes on the room where the little monkey lived directly opposite him. This time, he raised his hand again and waved a fairy light. After Xianguang entered the room, the old man Bai returned to the bed by himself and fell asleep.

In the room opposite the old man white.

The little monkey was lying on the soft bed, belly down, his feet stretched out like a big character, and his tail was as hard as an iron rod, standing high and standing tall. I don't know what I dreamed in my sleep, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and a big puddle of saliva flowed from the side of the bed.

Suddenly, a wisp of white smoke rose from the little monkey's head, and after perceiving it carefully, he knew that it was actually transformed by a rich fairy qi. The head is followed by the back, then the hands, feet, buttocks...... In the end, the whole body was emitting fairy mist, and it looked as if it was burning. The fairy mist drifted away, filled everywhere, and soon filled the entire room, it looked like a fairyland on earth!

The immortal mist wanted to continue to jump out, but the immortal light of the old man turned into a barrier, completely sealing the room.

"It's so hot!" the little monkey moaned subconsciously

If Xiao Su was here, she would definitely be shocked, because the little monkey actually spoke! Moreover, it was still human!

The little monkey looked fine on the surface, but in his body, golden gases were flowing everywhere, staining his blood golden. The golden blood exuded an incomparably scorching aura, and if it was placed outside, a single drop could easily turn a huge mountain into nothingness. Compared with Ziyang Yulu wine, it is simply a difference between cloud and mud. It's just that the little monkey's meridians are also covered with a golden film, so the two of them are against each other, and there is nothing to do.

The blood in the little monkey's body all converges in the same place, which is the source sea of the little monkey.

Golden blood poured in like streams from all directions, eventually converging in the monkey's source sea. And as the blood continued to flow into the source sea, the little monkey's body suddenly dried up, looking drooping and old, full of a kind of dead air.

In the source sea of the little monkey, a huge golden liquid sphere was suspended high, exuding an infinitely powerful and vast aura of light, holy and inviolable, making people surrender, as if all evil and darkness could not be hidden under its illumination, and they would be purified by it.

That sphere seems to be the source of all righteousness in heaven and earth!

From the outside, there seems to be a dazzling sun in the body of the little monkey, radiating infinite light outward. Fortunately, the old man Bai set up that barrier, otherwise the entire Huaguo Mountain would have been shocked by the vision of the little monkey again.

The monkey originated in the sea, and the golden liquid sphere kept wriggling and changing, and finally turned into a tree. A small golden sapling surrounded by endless light took root in the void.

In an instant, there was a huge suction force from the little sapling, and the fairy mist in the room was absorbed back into the monkey's body at once, and all of them turned into nourishment for the little sapling. The little sapling absorbed those immortal mist and seemed to have really grown a lot.

Although the little monkey's body is still dry, the dead air in the body has long dissipated, and it has turned into a thick vitality.

On the little monkey's forehead, the mark of a golden sapling appeared, and at the same time, on the palm of his right hand, a golden divine pattern appeared, and as the mark flashed, the golden divine pattern swam between the little monkey's palms, and finally outlined an ancient god and demon text. The god and demon script only existed for a breath, and then disappeared into the little monkey's body.

A place far away from Huaguo Mountain.

There was the east of the earth, and there stood the remains of a giant tree, and even if it was a remnant, it still towered into the sky, boundless, and stood up to the sky. It looked like it had suffered a heavy blow, not only had most of its body cut off, but even its remaining body was scorched black and lifeless, and it didn't know whether it was dead or alive.

Suddenly, as if the remnants of the giant tree had come to life, it rumbled and shook, and a pillar of golden light came out of the tree, soaring straight into the sky, shaking the heavens and the earth.

Under the tree, according to the four directions of southeast, northwest and north, there are four ancient temples made of stone.

At this time, the ancient stone temple located in the east also shook along with the tree. In the main hall of the ancient temple, it was empty, and only an old stone monkey was sitting. Suddenly, the stone monkey's pair of stone eyes turned into a pair of naked eyes, and two rays of light shot out from the eyes, passing through the endless space, as if he could see a monkey, and muttered in his heart: "The gods and demons have awakened!

At the same time, figures in the other three ancient temples also woke up, and voices came out.

"The awakening of gods and demons, what a momentum!"

"It seems that the Lingming Stone Monkey clan has not had an awakened person for tens of thousands of years. ”

"I don't see that there are awakened qualifications among those juniors who are not doing anything. ”

"Check!"

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