When several people in the imperial capital were conceiving their own ghosts and thinking about something, the battle in Xi'an City was nearing the end.

Above the loft of Liujia in Xi'an City, the waves strolling in the sky are still fading, and everyone stands on the wooden floor of the attic, looking at the sky with worry.

Above the sky, the smoke and clouds strolling in the sky, the fireworks are still all dispersed,

Only thousands of ancient swords were inserted indiscriminately in the giant octopus's body, even if these ancient swords seemed so insignificant under its huge body, at this time, boundless purple qi and golden Buddha light diffused in the octopus's body, blooming. The muffled thunder resounded in the body.

It's exhausted!

Ginger sake didn't give the giant octopus a chance to create a resurrection. This time it's really going to break.

Dozens of eyes, wide and angry, as if a little unwilling, and a little angry, turned in all directions, looking at everyone.

At the same time, under the gaze of all,

Jiang Qingjiu cast the spell again, raised one hand, and read: "Sword formation, break!"

I only heard a bang, and the power accumulated in the octopus's body exploded directly. There was no rain of blood, only ashes scattered in the sky, flying everywhere.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this, and it was finally resolved.

In the direction of Qingcheng Mountain, ten Daoists got the news and controlled the formation to recall all the ancient swords in the Three Thousand Sword Shrines, and they had to seal the Three Thousand Sword Shrines again.

Thousands of ancient swords lined up in a long dragon as they had come, and flew towards the south quickly.

The myriad pupils in Jiang Qingjiu's eyes gradually faded, his eyes went dark, he lost his strength for a while, and fell heavily from the sky.

When the senior monk of Xiangji Temple raised his hand, a huge Buddha's hand slowly appeared, steadily catching the falling ginger sake.

The darkness in the sky gradually dissipated, and a glimmer of light from the sun slowly shrouded the sea level, and the entire city of Xi'an still became a country as far as the eye could see.

The old man of the upper family was invited to the top of the Liu family's attic, and the ghost king flashed and disappeared.

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Nearby government agencies were instructed by their superiors to send ships to the rescue, and the hundreds of thousands of people who survived under the Liu's attic were quickly transferred to other places. Now the city of Xi'an, full of devastation, has been destroyed more completely than the capital, and it is not able to be inhabited for a short time.

After a short farewell, the monks of Putuo Mountain and the Shuanglin Zhenren of Longhu Mountain embarked on the road back to the mountain.

On the outskirts of Xi'an, mass graves,

Everyone is about to leave.

The Liu family's compound was basically destroyed in this cholera, and they were still uninhabitable, so they took the attic and planned to travel far away.

Huang Zimo proposed: "It's better to go to our Huang family, wait until Xi'an City is cleaned up, and then come back." “

The old lady of the Liu family has already led Liu Wangtian and others to walk in front of the old man,

"Ajiang, hurry up and keep up!"

"Got it. Liu Jiang returned, turned his head and returned with a smile: "We are going to find the true ancestral land of the Liu family, and we may never return to Xi'an City again." Thank you Zimo for your thoughts. Say goodbye to you. ”

With an arch of his hand, he tightened his backpack behind him and chased after him.

After the Liu family and his party left, they suddenly looked a little deserted.

Zhang Yiwen had recovered with the help of the old man in the upper family, and he asked, "Brother Sake, what are you going to do next?"

Jiang Qingjiu smiled and looked at the little civet on his shoulder, after this big battle, the little guy was a little embarrassed and listless, as if he had lost his soul.

"Are you worried about the civet?" Jiang Sake asked simply and directly.

Zhang Yiwen nodded, beating around the bush has never been his character, simple and direct is his true color,

"It has the power of redstone in its body, and if it is not handled properly, there will be many variables. ”

Zhang Yiwen's worries are not unreasonable, the power of red stone can fight against giant octopuses, and it can also raise the little civet cat to the cultivation of the fruit realm, which is simply incredible. The little civet cat can control this power for the time being, if someone is eyeing this power and does not protect it properly, maybe it will become like the ghost flute, becoming a huge variable.

The little civet seemed to know Zhang Yiwen's thoughts, and was a little worried about being taken back to Qingcheng Mountain, and climbed into Jiang Qingjiu's hat, stretched out a small head, and looked at Zhang Yiwen vigilantly.

At this time, after a period of careful observation, the old man said: "The power in the kitten's body has been dormant after this release, and it is difficult to activate it again in a short time. As long as no one knows the peculiarities of this kitten wherever Jiang Xiaoyou goes, it doesn't matter. ”

Huang Zimo was a little curious, he came to Xi'an City completely because he found Chen Yi's traces, but after this trip, he didn't find this person, and he didn't know if Brother Sake would continue to look for him.

"Brother Sake, do you still want to continue looking for that person?"

Jiang Qingjiu nodded, when he was in the tomb of the First Emperor, he accidentally learned from the mouth of the Great Wizard that he might be able to find clues to the key news in Europe, coupled with the agreement reached with the Great Wizard, these conditions forced him to go to Europe.

"I'm going to Europe,"

In just a few words, although Zhang and Huang had expected it in their hearts, when these words came out of his mouth, he was still a little melancholy. The difficulties of all successes and the disaster of Xi'an City, they have experienced it together.

"Then it's worry-free. Zhang Yiwen breathed a sigh of relief and said, since the little civet is willing to follow Jiang Qingjiu, and the old man of the upper family also said the same, thinking about everything is fate.

The three of them said that they were going to a mysterious place, and after a short farewell to the three of them, the old and the young left slowly.

"Alright. One of you goes to Europe, and the other goes back to Qingcheng Mountain. I had no choice but to go home. ”

Huang Zimo smiled cheerfully, as if he didn't care much.

The three of them came to Ducheng together.

At this time, under the strong support of the government, Ducheng has restored many of its original appearance.

Some landmark buildings are under construction overtime, and many high-rise buildings have already been erected.

However, there are still some places where traces of the war can still be seen, and many people will come to worship and pray one after another.

The original Sichuan hot pot is still in the same place, but the house is not the old one, but a new house that has just started.

The boss also changed the family, saying that the original family died during the disaster, and the current boss is the cook here at the beginning.

The three of them asked for a seat in the corner of the room, and the hot pot was served at the bottom, and some side dishes were served one after another.

The three of them were sweating profusely and their faces were red. This boss has mastered this craft and has not let this craft be lost, Huang Zimo sighed.

At this time, there were not many people in the store, and the owner was a middle-aged fat man with a big belly, smiling at the LCD TV hanging on the wall. What the TV said seemed to arouse the interest of a few diners who were sitting across the TV.

"You add some volume. ”

The boss is very talkative, and he happily increases the audio of the TV,

"Now for you the latest news from the front. ”

"I am Zhao Fei, the recorder of this station, I am now in Longhu Mountain, and now there are as many as 100,000 people gathered here, and they are all squatting here with the idea of entering the mountain gate to cultivate immortals. Now let's interview a few random people. ”

On the TV, the reporter handed the microphone to the mouth of the ordinary person who was pulled at random, and the person being interviewed, who was very high in nature and in high spirits, said a long paragraph about the evidence that confirmed the existence of the monk, and the purpose and reason why he went to Longhu Mountain to stay.

The TV switched to the anchor, and it said in fluent standard Mandarin: "We have also seen that not only Longhu Mountain, but now almost all the famous mountains and rivers in the whole country are surrounded by the masses, even if there are really monks in the world, we should also reflect, are we acting right?"

The man sitting directly opposite the TV smiled: "There are monks in this world, this is already a well-known thing, hey, it's a pity that those of us who can't practice can only be cannon fodder." ”

The shopkeeper smiled happily and said with relief: "Don't say that, it wasn't those monks at the beginning, they all became the monster that could turn the sky inside, who could get rid of it." ”

The man sitting next to the man drank the liquor in his hand in one gulp, and teased the man next to him, "Don't be so cynical for a day, it's not those people, I'm afraid it's not all done, the whole world has to be finished." ”

Several people are still bickering and arguing.

At this time, the picture on the TV turned to Xi'an City. Boom, boom, being able to hear the roar of the helicopter.

The camera turned to the alternative city of Xi'an below, and as far as the eye could see, there were almost no buildings in sight on the sparkling sea level, and there were no survivors.

More than a dozen search and rescue boats are moving on the surface of the sea, seemingly laying drainage facilities.

A few people who were still noisy instantly quieted down, not only here,

At this time, everyone in front of the screen, who saw the live news broadcast, fell silent, and an indescribable emotion suddenly haunted their hearts, making everyone's eyes sour unconsciously.

"It is reported that hundreds of thousands of people were rescued under the attic of the Liu family in the original Xi'an City, and these people all said that the monks rescued them with a formation......"

Liu Jiang, who was far away somewhere in China, looked at the mobile phone screen, smiled, and continued to move forward with the team.

The three of them rushed to the brand-new airport to see off Jiang Sake.

Jiang Qingjiu walked into the boarding passage, and Zhang Yiwen and Huang Zimo left one after another.

Sitting on the seat of the passenger plane, thinking about many things in his mind, the little civet cat passed the security check in a spirit situation, and was lying on Jiang Qingjiu's feet at this time and fell asleep peacefully.

It is difficult to succeed, the battle of Xi'an City, is all this just a coincidence, or is someone behind it.

When the passenger plane flew away from the border of China, the layer that only shrouded in the sky over China, and the invisible haze had gradually faded away, and a new weirdness was waiting for the arrival of Jiang sake ahead.