It was like an earth dragon turning over, a wind dragon roaring, and the wind and snow rising up in an instant filled the sky, drowning the mountains, forests and snowy peaks.
retreat!
No matter how curious he was, Su Ming still had to retreat after a startling glance.
After exiting the barren mountains more than ten miles away, he stopped and saw a sea of snow in front of him.
There are countless years of snow accumulated between the snow peaks, and when it pours down, it is enough to drown everything.
After a long time, the vibration disappeared, and Su Ming just slowly approached, relying on his memory, and headed towards the direction where the temple fell.
Not long after, his feet stopped. In front of him, the cold wind was blowing the snow and scattering it. Ten miles away, it was calm.
As he got closer, he could see clearly that this was not a temple, but a temple.
Taoist temple?!
It was a rather small Taoist temple, with two front and back entrances, in the shape of a 'sun'. The courtyard gate was incomplete, the bricks and tiles were faded, and there was no branch or leaf on an old tree outcropping, it was bare.
If you only look at it from the outside, this is just the most ordinary Taoist temple. If you ignore how it appears...
"This Taoist temple..."
Frowning slightly, the moment Su Ming saw this Taoist temple, she felt an indescribable sense of disharmony rising in her heart.
After a long time, he suddenly realized.
This Taoist temple is too compact.
It looked like a pile of bricks and tiles, but in his perception, it was a mixed hole, as if...
"magic weapon?!"
The moment the thought flashed across her mind, Su Ming was startled. She heard a "squeak" and the mostly damaged courtyard door was blown open.
A colorful tiger stretched its waist long, and its half-exposed fangs shone with a cold light.
One person and one tiger looked at each other, both of them were wary of each other. Su Ming was okay, but he was surprised that the big insect's eyes were as lively as a human's.
The big insect seemed to be frightened, let out a long whimper, and fell back into the Taoist temple.
"This tiger seems..."
Listening to the jingling sound coming from the Taoist temple, Su Ming felt uneasy, as if something in the dark was urging him to leave quickly.
After a slight hesitation, he still obeyed the feeling in his heart. This came from Jialan's desire to seek good fortune and avoid danger, which saved him many times along the way.
Although it was a pity, he still turned around and left. His footsteps were very fast, and he was lost in the wind and snow after a few ups and downs.
But at this moment, an obscure sound that never stopped came from his ears, and immediately, a strange scene happened.
Su Ming's face trembled, and the step he had taken turned back involuntarily, and even turned around?
Taoism?
Supernatural power?!
Su Ming was shocked and shocked in her heart. She couldn't help but be careful. When she raised her eyes and looked up, she saw the fierce tiger walking out of the wind and snow.
On his back, a Taoist wearing a strange Taoist robe, a Taoist crown, and a handsome face with a hint of femininity was holding his hands with a smile on his face.
His voice was hearty and gentle, but he didn't understand its meaning. It wasn't until it changed several times and changed into an ancient Taoist text that Su Ming could barely recognize it.
He said:
"Fellow Taoist, please stay..."
These words were so similar to the legendary mantra that he couldn't help but stop. At the same time, an indescribable layer of energy descended on him through the induction of supernatural powers derived from his rank.
"Amitabha."
If he couldn't retreat, he would not retreat. Su Ming calmed down, clasped his hands together, and recited a Buddha's name loudly to disperse the unknown energy all over his body.
"The loud voice of Taoist friends..."
This sound was the roar of the Heavenly Dragon, and Su Ming's true energy surged, and the sound spread ten miles away, making the Taoist's face look moved.
"May I ask what the abbot calls him, and why he stopped the young monk?"
Hold your chest and pull your back, Su Mingxin is alert.
The appearance of this Taoist was too strange. Not to mention the strangeness of his falling from the sky, just the appearance of a Taoist temple in the Buddhist holy land had to make him fearful.
"It is a sin to be impudent and rude."
Seeing the monk's caution, the Taoist turned over and landed on the ground, slapping his head:
"I am a poor Taoist, Jiang Xiazi, who studied under Yushan's sect. I haven't asked my fellow Taoist yet how to call me?"
"Yushan..."
Su Ming's heart moved slightly:
"The young monk Suming studied under Lan Ke... Please forgive the young monk for his ignorance. I have never heard of the name of Yushan..."
"It's a small sect. Fellow Taoists have never heard of it, so it's not surprising."
Jiang Xiazi didn't care much either.
He knew that the scene where he came here was seen by the people in front of him, and he knew that they were on guard, so he did not approach them, but only talked to them from a distance.
He was obviously very good at talking. Even though Su Ming was wary, she couldn't help but feel a little fond of him and talked a lot.
Of course, more importantly, he was curious.
"I wonder why the head falls from the sky?"
After getting acquainted, Su Ming asked for an explanation.
"It's a long story..."
He gently shook his sleeves to clear an open space, then shook his sleeves and took out the futon. Jiang Xiazi smiled slightly and invited him to come and sit down.
Su Ming hesitated slightly, but still stepped forward and took a seat.
The two sat opposite each other, and Su Ming just saw the true face of the man in front of him. This kind of appearance was feminine and delicate, but it was a strange face that he had never seen before.
"According to what fellow Taoist said, where we are staying now is the Eternal Mountain of the Dali Dynasty? Is it the back mountain of a huge Buddhist sect?"
Jiang Xiazi asked.
After a brief contact, he was keenly aware that the monk in front of him was a real monk, and this kind of monk was the best person to deal with in the world.
At least, he is the person he likes to deal with the most...
Su Ming nodded and waited for his answer.
Seeing this, Jiang Xiazi straightened up slightly and showed his sincerity:
"Fellow Taoist, have you ever heard the saying, 'There are people outside the world and there is a sky outside the world'?"
Su Ming was startled and then reacted:
"Are you from outside the world?"
Tianwai is naturally no stranger to a Buddhist disciple.
The Buddhist scriptures mentioned the doctrine of the Three Thousand Great Thousands more than once. Although he had never seen it, he had heard of it.
The moment he met this person, he had a similar guess.
"It's pretty much the same."
Jiang Xiazi nodded and shook his head:
"There are many things that I don't want to say. It's because I am unable to say them. All I need to know is that I have no ill intentions towards you..."
Su Ming frowned slightly, but couldn't help but nodded secretly.
In fact, when the two met for the first time, he had already been careful, and the magical power from Jialan was activated several times, but he did not find any malicious intent.
But he completely forgot how weird it was to have a pleasant conversation with a mysterious man who fell from the sky in the snowy mountains.
Jiang Xiazi chatted with him with a smile, asking about many things and answering some of his doubts about Tianwai.
"My Taoist friends have a clear mind, the Taoist fruits are added to the body, and the future will be smooth. I am really envious of the poor Taoist..."
While speaking, Jiang Xiazi suddenly sighed:
"Poor poor Taoist, the road is rugged and bumpy..."
His sigh was quite sad, and Su Ming asked subconsciously.
"To be honest, although Pindao studied under the Yushan sect, by chance, he was captured by a vicious force and imposed a very dangerous restriction..."
"ah?"
Su Ming was surprised and asked quickly.
"Don't say it, don't say it. Even though I gnash my teeth thousands of times a day about that name, if I reveal it..."
Ji Lingling shuddered, and Jiang Xiazi waved his hands repeatedly, not daring to mention it.
Su Ming couldn't help but be surprised.
He has a clear mind and is definitely not ignorant on the outside. He clearly knows that the person in front of him is hiding a lot from him, but the fear at this moment cannot deceive others.
What kind of existence would make this Taoist look no less than myself? I dare not even say my name...
"well."
After a long sigh, Jiang Xiazi looked sincere:
"My Taoist friends are kind-hearted, and I cannot bear to be deceived. In fact, I have no choice but to come here..."
"Have to come?"
Su Ming was even more curious:
"I don't know friend..."
"To be honest with you fellow Taoist, I am here to find a 'Xuan Gong Realm'..."
"Xuan Gong Realm?"
Su Ming was stunned. This was a word he had never heard of before. In Taoist literature, it was also an extremely obscure and ancient word.
"Fellow Taoist, you don't know about the Mysterious Skill Realm?"
Seeing that his face was full of doubts, Jiang Xiazi was startled, and he couldn't help but secretly scream in pain.
A person who possesses the Taoist Fruit and is only one step away from being promoted to the Ten Capitals is an extraordinary person even in the 'Blessed Land of Reincarnation'.
Such people, no matter what kind of force they are in, can be regarded as true seeds.
If he doesn't even know about the Mysterious Art realm, that can only mean...
'No wonder the spiritual energy here is so thin...'
Feeling bitter in his heart, Jiang Xiazi still held on to some hope and explained:
"According to ancient legends, people have a limited lifespan, and heaven has great catastrophes. Every endless years, the world will come to an end. At that time, all gods and demons will be destroyed, immortals and Buddhas will not exist, the great road will disappear, and the way of heaven will collapse..."
"Great Tribulation."
Su Ming nodded.
There are many descriptions in Buddhist scriptures that exaggerate the horror of great tribulations. Only by fully understanding the Buddhist scriptures can we have hope of transcending great tribulations.
Seeing him nodding, Jiang Xiazi breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that this monk didn't even know what the great tribulation was...
"According to ancient records, similar catastrophes have occurred nine times. Each time, the sky will collapse, the stars will go out, and countless immortals and demons will fall..."
Jiang Xiazi tried his best to be concise and concise:
"No one is willing to die, let alone gods, demons, immortals and Buddhas! But under the catastrophe, the way of heaven will collapse, and no gods or demons can resist it.
Naturally, there are countless ways to cope with the disaster, and they are born..."
Su Ming nodded, this is human nature.
"...Xuan Gong Realm is one of the methods to avoid disasters! According to legend, this is a method developed by a supreme figure to cope with disasters. It is said that in the self-annihilation disaster, the soul will collapse along with the collapse of heaven.
Strive to be reborn with the reshaping of the way of heaven..."
"Of course, no one knows whether any gods or demons will actually survive by relying on this method. But the 'Xuan Gong Realm' they left behind with this method is one of the greatest blessings left to future generations..."
After finishing a long sentence, Jiang Xiazi's hopeful eyes couldn't help but dim, because the little monk in front of him looked confused...
"Really, never heard of it?"
"It's somewhat similar to the fantasy world of immortals and demons?"
Su Ming wasn't sure.
"Illusion of Immortals and Demons..."
Jiang Xiazi grabbed the back of his hand with an excited expression:
"Fellow Taoist teach me!"
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The heavy snowstorm that lasted for days finally stopped.
The streets of Heishan City, which had been deserted for many days, have become a little more popular. In addition to the government officials cleaning up the snow, many vendors have also set up their stalls early.
"We haven't had breakfast together for many years..."
Zhu Shisan sighed while holding a bowl of hot porridge and taking a sip.
He and Yang Yu were in the same batch of yamen servants. The yamen servants were not officials, but servants. They had no food rations. Most of the time, they ate at home. If they were too busy, they would go out to have some breakfast.
"Those years were not many."
Yang Yu was a terrible sight, but he was also a little emotional.
A bowl of porridge, two steamed buns, and five copper coins for a meal were considered quite luxurious for him at that time.
He ate more dirt than porridge and rice in those two years...
"At that time, we were all poor..."
Zhu Shisan smiled:
"It's strange to say that snowstorms have been severe in recent years, and almost all towns have suffered disasters. Only ours has a bumper harvest every year..."
This is naturally the reason why spiritual energy nourishes.
Yang Yu knew very well that his "living treasure brother" had the ability to gather spiritual energy and nourish it for ten years. The Heishan City was a hundred miles in radius, which could be regarded as a treasure.
Not to mention the snowstorm, coupled with severe drought, there will still be a bumper harvest.
"After I leave, Montenegro will be taken care of by you."
Yang Prison gathered his thoughts.
He has stayed in Heishan City for more than two months. First of all, his mother-in-law has not given birth for a long time and it is difficult to travel.
Secondly, it is natural to arrange for these folks.
In recent years, he has actually deployed a lot of manpower inside and outside Black Mountain City. In addition to Xiao Wu, Living Dead, and Bai He, there are also Yu Jing's junior brothers.
The methods of Wang Mu's followers are extremely high. Not only is Yu Jing the Grand Master, but he also has two Grandmaster-level disciples.
Therefore, even if the accident in Black Mountain City was not small, most of the people who spied on it were dismissed.
But after taking the old man away, those few may not be willing to guard this small town.
Therefore, during this period, he not only repaired Wei He's hidden wounds and helped him move forward, but also changed the lives of many people.
"Don't worry."
Zhu Shisan nodded and was about to brag about his progress these days when he saw Xiao Wu trotting over.
"Mr. Yang, the old man calls you back!"
"have to!"
After finishing the hot porridge in one gulp, Yang Yu stood up and left.
"Is that kid making trouble again?"
Yang Yu asked casually.
"you do not say!"
Xiao Wu smiled bitterly:
"This young man of yours is so energetic..."
More than just prosperity?
It’s simply terrifying!
The two of them were walking quickly, and when they approached the alley, they saw the earth temple collapse...
This is the earth temple that has been reinforced with more than a dozen Vajra talismans...
"Stop, stop...little bastard..."
In the dust that filled the sky, Jing Yi was protecting Granny Yang with an expressionless face. The old man was holding his shoes and angrily chasing the little guy.
"..."
Rubbing his temples, Yang Yu stepped forward expressionlessly.
"ah!"
The laughter stopped suddenly, and the little guy fell down in shock.
Unlike the old man who makes big noises but makes little rain, my brother really fights...
"I, I will give you a gentle push..."
Seeing the little devil being held in Yang Yu's arms like a quail, the old man breathed a sigh of relief:
"Hit, hit hard! This little brat..."
"This time, it seems that I really don't blame my little brother..."
The hand that was raised high was gently lowered. Yang Yu turned his eyes and saw something that others could not see.