After the soul boy in Chang Sheng's mind discovered that the thousand-year-old monster Li Zetian had disappeared within the distance that he could perceive, he immediately cheered, jumped out of Chang Sheng's mind, lay on the ground, rolled around, and lazily
Yangyang said: "This hateful old man has finally left. If he doesn't leave, it's really hard for me to appear in front of him. A strong man in the middle of the tribulation can discover my true identity!"
"Spirit boy, can't you be a little bit like an old monster who has lived for tens of thousands of years? Why do you look like a child now!" Chang Sheng complained. But the soul boy appeared in physical form.
In front of him, Chang Sheng is still very happy.
"Brother Idiot, this is what I call true temperament! I haven't had enough good life, how can I suppress my inner thoughts!" Ling Tong said, and then asked: "Now that ten thousand year old monster has run away.
Brother, what are you going to do now? Set up a trap to deal with them, or rush over and kill them all?" The soul boy was jumping around Chang Sheng, looking excited and very cute.
"I don't have that ability. Now I'm just retreating so that Yunxiao Sect can't find my talent!" After Chang Sheng finished speaking, the soul boy immediately rolled his eyes and said, "Idiot brother, you are the descendant of Old Man Yin Yang.
How can you be defeated by these low-class guys in front of you?"[
"Okay, okay, little brat, just stay here and don't bother me in front of me." Even though he said this, Chang Sheng still walked quickly towards the east.
This is unconscious. But if he really calculates the path he has taken, he will find that he is heading in the same direction he took as a child.
Out of an instinct, after ten years of practicing Taoism, I still haven't forgotten my father. Now I only remember him.
Fengzhou is a prosperous place where mortals gather. Although it is not as good as Luocheng, it is still comparable to Xiangcheng. Unconsciously, I walked slowly along the way and arrived at Fengzhou. Standing on the city wall of Fengzhou
Next, feeling the atmosphere of vicissitudes brought by the city wall, as well as the sword carvings on the city wall, one can imagine that war in the mortal world is also very cruel.
There is also a group of soldiers guarding the city gate. They are not monks in the orthodox sense. After all, monks who have not entered the foundation building stage are not considered ascetics in the orthodox sense.
Chang Sheng appeared at the city gate with the soul boy. He looked at the two deep and restrained characters Fengzhou on the city wall, and a scene from the past appeared in his mind.
"Father, why is this place called Fengzhou and not Fengzhou?"
"Father, does this mean that not everyone in Fengzhou has enough food and clothing and is very rich?"
"How much food is there in Toyosu?"
"Fengzhou..."
He has too many memories about Fengzhou. He still remembers that when he was young, he followed his father and asked him many questions under the city wall of Fengzhou. His father’s kind face appeared in front of him, and his past words were still vivid in his mind.
It's like it happened yesterday.
"Father! The child has come to Fengzhou again!" Chang Sheng's eyes were moist. He stared at the two words on the wall of Fengzhou and became excited.