Zhuang Yufeng is also a monk. It is indeed a joyful thing for ordinary monks to advance. However, the frequency of immortality advancement is too high. Zhuang Yufeng always feels that something is wrong. Are there really inner demons in this world?
Isn't it a good thing that there is no danger and you can advance in an ordinary way? Then why have you never heard of it before?
Everything in this world has to pay a corresponding price, so what is the price to pay for longevity? This child is already so mature and steady at a young age. To a certain extent, Zhuang Mayfly even hopes that Changsheng can be more childish and can ask himself
You don't have to work so hard to be coquettish, just like a real young man in his twenties, you can be passionate, youthful, make mistakes, and even arrogant. But these things that you may have at this age are not available in longevity.
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Some people may think that such a disciple is very worry-free, but for Zhuang Mayfly, he only feels distressed. What is this child working so hard for? Somehow, Zhuang Mayfly even feels that if this child is not willing, then these
Thunder tribulation can also be postponed.
But Changsheng didn't. She didn't know what was pushing her from behind, making her keep moving forward.
"Yong'an, you can rest. You can rely on us a little. We are all here. We have joined forces to capture the person from the Divine Realm. Now the world is safe."
"...I know. Everyone has always been so reliable. However, I also have something to do. There are some things that no one can replace."
Looking at his master tenderly, Changsheng is indeed a very gentle person, but he also has his own persistence. Maybe everyone is like this and has his own persistence.
Zhuang Yufeng stared at his disciples for a long time, and finally he could only nod his head, and left here with his brothers and sisters. Time was running out, and they had to rescue the cities and people who had been ravaged by the people of the Divine Realm first. Even if Changsheng said
He didn't need it, but Zhuang Mayfly still left enough guardian monks nearby before leaving.
Changsheng looked up at the gathering clouds and felt tired, but he quickly cheered up.
"Come on, I also want to know the whole truth."
"Rumble--"
The disciples of Penglai Pavilion felt worried when they heard the thunder coming from behind.
"Is something going to happen to Senior Sister Yong'an? I always think she looks a little strange."
"It should be fine. Doesn't Senior Sister Yong'an go through the tribulation smoothly every time? But I remember that Uncle Chongming said before that Senior Sister Yong'an was frail since childhood, but now I can't tell it at all."
"Perhaps it's cured. After all, as a monk, the higher your cultivation level, the less toxins in your body. Weak diseases can also be cured by washing the marrow and cutting the tendons."
"makes sense."
But Zhuang Yufei was even more worried. Speaking of which, it seems that Changsheng's Dantian has never had any problems? How wonderful it would be if it really got better like this. But since ancient times, none of the monks who have problems with their Dantian have cultivated enough
Overcome the tribulation and ascend. After all, the Dantian is too important for a monk.
While thinking deeply, Zhuang Yufeng heard the cries for help from the mortals below. Some brothers and sisters had just gone to help, but there were too many people affected by the disaster, so they were too busy. So Zhuang Yufeng also
No more hesitation, go down and save people first.
And half an hour later, Changsheng had already rushed over with his brothers and sisters, helping to save the suffering mortals. Penglai Pavilion was one of the few sects in the world of immortality who did not have any contempt for mortals.
At this time, everyone in the sect worked together and rescued many people. However, there was no way to rescue those who had died in the previous riots.
Changsheng stood in the ruins at this time, frowning. These ruins require no effort for monks, but it is troublesome for these mortals. After all, they don't know magic and can only manage it bit by bit with their own hands.
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After thinking about it, Changsheng sighed slightly, and then moved his right hand slightly. Those mortals who were trying their best to control their sobs looked at the ruins rolled up into a ball in shock, not knowing what to say. In fact, since just now,
From the beginning of the disaster until now, they have always felt as if they were in a dream, because everything that happened was so beyond their understanding that they couldn't believe it.
"Are these all immortals?"
"It must be. Otherwise, who would be so kind as to help us clean up the ruins?"
"Do the immortals also take such trivial matters into their eyes? I thought they only paid attention to the big things in the world..."
"Of course! Isn't that what these immortals are like?"
Amid everyone's exclamations, Chang Sheng shook his wrist, and the ruins suddenly turned into bursts of smoke and served as foundations on the ground. Then all the mortals around him finally saw the so-called miraculous skill. Countless bricks and stones rose from the ground.
, gathered together in the sky to form buildings, not to mention carved beams and painted buildings, at least they have doors, windows, tables, chairs and benches, and you can move in with just a few simple tidies.
And the people who were watching Chang Sheng's actions could hardly help but open their mouths. Although they had expected it, what they saw in front of them was still unexpected.
Is this an immortal?
It’s really fascinating.
"Mom, I also want to be an immortal..."
Xiao An stared at Changsheng closely, his eyes full of longing. He really liked this immortal. He not only saved him just now, but now he also helped them build a house. He really liked it.
Ah Hong glanced at the monk standing in mid-air as if a god had descended into the world, and felt a surge of excitement in her heart. She was really grateful to this immortal, who not only saved herself, but also saved her child.
"Mom knows. So you have to work hard. It is said that cultivating immortals is difficult. Can you bear the loneliness and difficulty?"
"me……"
Xiao An was still too young, so he couldn't say anything positive, but he could tell his mother's ardent expectation when she said these words. He finally nodded firmly.
"I can! I want to be like this immortal. After I learn my skills, I will also help other people. Just like she helped us."
"Then you have to work hard."
Ah Hong looked at her son tenderly, and then smiled encouragingly.
Xiao An nodded heavily.
At this time, Changsheng had already built the house. After it landed, Chongming couldn't help but sigh.
"It's better to always be careful. Although I don't have any ill feelings toward these mortals, I can't think of such a small issue as a house."
Changsheng was very familiar with Chongming, so she smiled and spoke.
"It's just that I have lived as a mortal for a period of time before, and I understand their needs very well."