Under the gloomy sky, in front of a dilapidated mountain temple, next to an unknown tomb covered with weeds, a calm young man in blue stretched out his hand to straighten the tilted wooden monument.

"I didn't expect that even this is still there!"

The young man is nothing but Wang Yang who rushed back to the sect.

This grave was formed by the first time he went down the mountain to do a task. He met the corpse of the exposed wilderness on the roadside, buried it and buried it.

After so many years, the grass on the grave has become three feet tall.

Wang Yang waved his hand, and the plants and trees withered and weathered silently.

He pinched a trick, and the surrounding soil flowed, strengthening and increasing the grave pile.

"Although we have never met each other, meeting is fate. I will give you an incense stick to your family!"

It is not popular in this world to burn paper money. Wang Yang didn’t have paper money in his hand, so he took a few pieces of Anshen incense, lit it and inserted it on the grave.

If the other party really had family members, she would not have exposed her corpse in the wilderness all year round, and even formed a wronged soul. Therefore, Wang Yang should be the only one who burned her incense.

After lighting the incense, Wang Yang stepped into the mountain temple and also lit a incense stick.

"You are the first one to burn incense during the day in so many years!"

A rough man with a somewhat illusory body flew out of the statue of the mountain god, hugged his arms with both hands, and looked at Wang Yang with some strange looks.

The function of the mountain temple is to protect passers-by from being invaded by wandering souls at night, and there are no wandering souls during the day, so basically no one burns incense during the day.

"It's nothing else. I just want to do something when I come to an old place and meet an old friend."

Wang Yang smiled and looked at the man.

"Old friend?"

The man was a little confused and looked at Wang Yang up and down.

"It really feels familiar."

He accidentally noticed the repaired grave outside and suddenly remembered.

"So it's you!

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"I didn't expect you to remember."

Wang Yang was a little surprised.

Although this mountain temple is not incense, it is probably tens of thousands of people coming and going over the years. However, he was not outstanding back then and only visited him a few times.

"It is not uncommon to help unrecognized passers-by collect corpses and place them in the whole world, but you should be the only one in the Immigration Sect, and you can't forget them even if you want to."

The man smiled a little.

He is a god, not a machine, and he will also pay more attention to some interesting people and things.

"That's a real honor!"

"Lord Shan God has been here for many years. I don't know what happened to the Imperial Sect, do you know one or two?"

"I only stay in my own temple, and I don't know anything about it outside!"

The man shook his head, and did not go against the neutral position of incense because he was impressed by Wang Yang.

"Hey! That's a pity. It seems that the hundreds of fragrances in my hand are useless!"

Wang Yang took out a handful of finely crafted Anshen Xiang and sighed.

"You little boy, tempt me here. This is the rule. Even Lord Chenghuang can't change it!"

The man was a little jealous, but he still refused firmly.

"Then you can pick up some things that everyone knows, right?"

Wang Yang was stunned by the fragrance in his hand.

The man wanted to refuse, but was a little reluctant. Finally, he nodded with difficulty and told the big things that happened near the Irrigation Sect over the years.

After listening, Wang Yang kept the promise to light the incense before saying goodbye to leave.

"This kid has reached the Golden Pill stage in just over twenty years. This kind of cultivation speed cannot be achieved by talent alone. It is likely that he is a lucky person. I have to report it to the Emperor of the City!

After absorbing the incense, the man flew into the statue of the gods. Soon after, a unique wisp of blue smoke rose from it, flew out of the temple, rose to the white clouds, and drifted towards the direction of the Great Xia Kingdom.

...

Luxi City

Wang Yang put away his escape light, fell from the air, and slowly walked into the city.

The originally prosperous Luxi City is still prosperous, with people coming and going, and Wang Yang stood on the street, feeling like a dream.

However, compared with the original, many buildings are not familiar with Wang Yang, and it is obviously rebuilt over the years.

According to the mountain god, after the Yiling Sect was destroyed, Luxi City was also looted, many people died and many buildings were destroyed.

After going through wars and changing hands many times, it was not until Li Muxue returned in recent years that she was a little more stable and gradually recovered from prosperity.

It may take a long time to go back to the past completely.

Wang Yang also felt that the aura of the cultivators in the city was significantly weaker than before.

The strongest one is the early stage of the foundation building period. You should know that Luxi City had more than a dozen foundation building players for a long time, and there were many late stages of the foundation building.

Things change!

"I just don't know if Mr. Xu is still there?"

Mr. Xu, whose name is Xu Tonghai, is considered to be Wang Yang's real nominal talisman master.

When Wang Yang left Yuanjiang Kingdom, he sent him a message to him to take his daughter and son-in-law away.

Before he knew it, Wang Yang had already reached the location where the three-fingered spiritual talisman shop was.

"It's still here!"

Looking at the familiar store names and signs above his head, Wang Yang showed a hint of surprise.

He pulled open the curtain at the door and walked in.

There was only one young man in the store, sitting weakly at the counter dozing off.

Hearing the footsteps, he hurriedly opened his eyes and stood up.

"Kei, are you going to buy something? We have elixirs, magic tools, and talismans here, all of which are the masterpieces that the masters take!"

The guy said very skillfully.

"Aren't you a spiritual talisman shop here? Why do you still sell elixirs and magic weapons?"

"Uh? That's the signboard of the past. The boss doesn't allow it to be replaced, but the customer doesn't have to worry. The elixirs and magic weapons here are not worse than those stores that specialize in magic weapons and elixirs!"

"Oh! Is that?"

Wang Yang walked forward with a smile and heard the friend's introduction.

After looking around, I found that they were all the lowest-level things, an ordinary second-level magic weapon, which was already their treasure in the store.

"Those are not bad. Call your shopkeeper and I'll ask him to do a big business!"

After reading it, Wang Yang shook his head and said.

The guy showed a hint of embarrassment.

"What's wrong? Is your shopkeeper not here?"

"Sorry, our shopkeeper went out this morning and never came back now."

The guy apologized.

"You don't know where he went?"

"have no idea!"

The guy shook his head.

"Are you sure?"

Wang Yang took out a top-grade spirit stone and weighed it in his hand.

The guy who originally wanted to pass by perfunctorily lit up his eyes instantly.

"If the guest officer really wants to meet our shopkeeper, I can try to find it! Hehe!"

"Go and go back!"

Wang Yang put away the spirit stone and said with his hands behind his back.

"Cheer officer!"

After saying that, the guy shouted to the back hall.

"Qingqiao, come and check the store in front, I'll go outside to find the shopkeeper."

"oh!"
To be continued...