"Bao'er Bao'er, look, what did Daddy bring you back?" The time had been postponed to the evening, and a crooked moon hung above the sky, shining some faint light on the pitch-black earth. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Gently slamming open the wooden door, the blacksmith dragged his slightly tired body back to his home.

"Daddy, Daddy is back, Bao'er's stomach is going to be hungry!" The little girl obediently sat on a bench that looked a little shoddy, with a pair of big eyes, looking at her father who had just walked in, and yawned a little.

"Hehe, Bao'er, take a look, what is this?" said the blacksmith Wang, lifting up the heavy object that he was dragging with his right hand.

"Wow, a pig's leg! What a big, big pig's leg! Daddy, such a big pig's leg, I'm afraid it will cost a lot of copper coins." The allowance given to you by the village chief's uncle a month is only a big copper coin, and I am afraid that such a pig's leg will take up more than half. The little girl jumped up to the blacksmith Wang's side, stretched out her pink and lovely hand to compare the pig's leg that was a few points bigger than her, and said with some surprise.

"Daddy hit your fat uncle with a knife, and he was happy with it, so he simply gave me the leftover pig leg cut today. Now, Bao'er, you have a good mouth, come on, come on, stay obediently first, and Daddy will cook for you! Today, we don't have to eat steamed buns and pickles. There was some excitement in his words, and after the blacksmith closed the wooden door, he happily walked in the direction of the kitchen.

It is also the iron of the king blacksmith that is really excellent, and now, as long as it is produced by Lao Wang, almost few of them will break, and some can even save the work of polishing. As a result, he and his daughter's lives became poorer and poorer.

"Well, I'll wait, Daddy go quickly. ”

In a few moments, there were three more fragrant dishes on the table, as well as a bowl of hot white rice. Of these three bowls of dishes, one bowl is naturally steamed pig's trotters, and the other bowl is braised pig's trotters fried with some soy sauce. But such a fairly ordinary dish is quite rare in such a poor family.

"Bao'er, it's time to eat. Pushing the rice in front of his daughter, the blacksmith stretched out his thick palm and gently stroked his daughter's little head, with a happy smile on his face.

"But, Daddy. Bao'er sat on the chair, but didn't reach for the chopsticks, just frowned and said, "There is only one bowl of rice on the table, if Bao'er eats it, then what will Daddy eat?"

"It's okay, Daddy still has a few fragrant steamed buns that you bought from Aunt Zhang, just nibble on them. As he spoke, Blacksmith Wang took out a small burden from his arms, and when he opened the baggage, two of the most ordinary steamed buns were revealed, which were not very exquisite, and because of the time that had passed, they had become sloppy and hard.

"Daddy. Seeing this scene, Bao'er hurriedly put down the chopsticks she had just picked up, pushed the big bowl of white rice in front of Blacksmith Wang, and said, "You eat, you eat." ”

"Silly boy, Daddy's stomach is not very hungry, you eat quickly, it's not good if it's cold, it's rare for us to be able to eat pig's legs, don't waste it." You're still growing up, come, hurry, eat more. As he spoke, Blacksmith Wang couldn't help but say something, and pushed the white rice to Bao'er again.

That night, after Bao'er slept peacefully, the blacksmith Wang, who had finished covering Bao'er's quilt, walked outside the house alone.

"What kind of place is this?" Raising his head and looking at the sky obscured by black clouds, this question suddenly appeared in the heart of the blacksmith.

Under his close gaze, he seemed to be able to occasionally see those immortals who stepped on flying swords and shuttled in the sky.

"In the past, I didn't have the strength to go back, and now I have the strength to go back. Why did fate play such a trick on me?"

"It's been more than ten years, and I've spent more than ten years like this. How long will it take for me to find the so-called Ni Duan, to find what I need?"

"Why, do you have such a feeling that this world has an indescribable and inexplicable relationship with me? Sometimes, you can see through the origin very clearly, but sometimes, you can only see the flowers in the fog and the moon in the water, and you can't even tell the direction?"

Countless problems surrounded Blacksmith Wang, almost all of which would make him torture his head split, but he couldn't do anything about it, so he could only continue to accept this helpless torture.

It's late at night, and I'm afraid no one will still be wandering outside. Usually, there is a taboo at night in a small mountain village, and if you come out at night, you may bump into something unclean. Here, don't say it's someone else, it's just a fat butcher who has killed pigs all his life, and he has so much murderous energy on his body that he doesn't dare to wander around at night.

I took a deep breath, and since I couldn't figure out something, I simply didn't think about it anymore. Because there is a voice that always tells him in the bottom of his heart that when the time comes, he will know everything.

The battle-filled Central World has finally reached the time for the return of the saints.

After that barrier of Dao Ancestor Hongjun had blocked the four saints for decades, he also knew that if he continued, he was afraid that those saints would be dissatisfied, so he simply removed the forbidden barrier and let them return to the central world.

In the Yuqing Tianmiluo Palace, Yuan Shi Tianzun, who has always protected his shortcomings, is almost so angry that he goes crazy. The three of them, Cihang Daoren, Fuxian Zhenren, and Manjushri Guangfa Tianzun, were sent to the Buddha Gate after countless discussions with their three senior brothers, intending to give the Buddha Gate a fatal blow at the most critical time.

In fact, it also proves that the departure of Duobao Daoist and these three people has caused an irreparable blow to the luck of Buddhism. If it weren't for the last two saints to come back and turn the tide, Buddhism would not say that half of the world is now, and I am afraid that it will immediately become a second-rate force.

The famous Twelve Golden Immortals of the Teachings were actually abolished, and four or five were also crippled. According to his understanding, if it weren't for the sword of the Jade Ding Zhenren in the end, he was afraid that even the deputy head of the sect Yun Zhongzi, who he valued the most, would also suffer a catastrophe.

"Buddhism, lead, mention! You deceive me too much, if I don't ask you for a statement this time, this holy oath will not be reconciled!" Yuan Shi Tianzun, who was almost going crazy, simply didn't even bring out his Nine Dragons Agarwood Bowl, so he went straight to the Taiqing Great Red Heaven, intending to find his senior brother, the head of the saints, the Taiqing Saint, to discuss.

In the Shangqing Tianbi Palace, the face of the Tongtian Sage was almost pale, and he didn't even hold the wine gourd hanging by his side, and fell directly to the ground.

Where is this still the Jinao Island in memory? It is clearly a ruin drifting on the East China Sea! Although his sect has gone through the battle of the gods, although it does not have the kind of colossal momentum of the Ten Thousand Immortals Dynasty, there are usually nearly 1,000 Qi practitioners meditating and practicing on it, and this is a good thing, almost the entire island, there are not a few complete people to be found.

"What's going on, what's going on? Who is it that actually ruined my Jinao Island!" "How can the angry Tongtian Saint care about the face of any saint? This kind of thing happening in front of him is more than a slap in the face!

"What about Duobao, what's the matter, how could Duobao's breath disappear?Yunxiao, no, how did Yunxiao's breath become so weak?"

"No matter who you are, in short, I will kill you!" A pair of Tongtian saints whose eyes were already red drew out the Qingping sword that accompanied him to enlightenment and pointed it directly at the sky, shouting.

Tianlei slashed down mercilessly, and happened to fall on the Qingping Sword, which did not cause any damage to the Tongtian Sage, but portrayed his image more coldly and more crazy.