"Master Shenji, you should take a long-term view."
Old Taoist Yunyang pointed at him, "If I were you, I wouldn't worry about this, because the Thunder Fire Palace had been abandoned long before Wang Fu's death." Sun Yan was shocked, and it took him a long time to understand what the old temple master meant.
Even if Wang Fu is reborn and returns, his stage will not be in the Thunder Fire Palace, let alone Yunyang Temple, but in a higher and further place.
Old Taoist Yunyang looked at him with pity in his eyes. The pattern determines the upper limit!
"As for the Sangha and Buddhism, they are approaching fiercely, but there are also the children of destiny, Zhu Yu, who are ahead of them."
Regardless of the rise of the Sangha, the establishment of the Buddhist monastery, and the investment from all parties, in fact, before that, the Son of Destiny rose overnight, and the momentum was more sensational than this, and the scene was more spectacular.
In the face of the great catastrophe when ghosts and ghosts destroy the world, many people are like ants before a storm, foreseeing the danger and trying every means to save themselves.
Both practitioners and ghosts know their own foundations, and every great tribulation is a shuffle on the card table.
As strong as Kagakuten, after several reshuffles, he survived more than a dozen catastrophes, but he still fell before this catastrophe.
It can be seen from this that the old road is dead, and if you want to overcome the disaster, you must take a new road.
Children of luck, those who have no success, are new hopes that suddenly appear, so those who respond are like clouds and grow rapidly.
Regardless of the cultivation sects and ghost tribes in the ten directions, many top beings have taken refuge in the past. There are many Gao Tianshi who are only one step away from the ghosts, gods and immortals. The great evil ghosts seem to be at a disadvantage, but in fact they are not attracted, and they are all waiting for opportunities.
"The Hidden Heart Conference has come to an end. You return to the Taoist temple, practice secretly, and strive to break through the realm of the Tianshi Fund as soon as possible."
After Master Yunyang finished speaking, he took out a talisman and said, "Do you recognize it?"
Sun Yanyan shook his head when he saw this, he had never seen it before.
Of course he couldn't recognize it. It was a Heavenly Official Order, also known as the Three-Yuan Order of Blessing.
It's a pity that now in the world today, there are no three-yuan heavenly masters, and there is no division between heavenly officials, earth officials and water officials.
However, the power of blessing is still there, but it has no classification and has become a mysterious force.
Old Taoist Yunyang still has some good things hidden in his hands, such as this Heavenly Official Order.
“Thank you, old hotel”
Although he could not recognize the calendar, Sun Yanyan could tell that this heavenly official order was beneficial to his practice.
He thanked him, took the order from the Heavenly Official, turned around and left.
After Sun Yanyan left, Master Yunyang looked in the direction of Gushan Mountain and let out a long sigh.
In the ghost world of Gushan, Concubine Tiannu's lotus platform bloomed with holy light, illuminating the ghost world brightly, and all the ghosts looked up.
When some great yakshas saw her, they ran back and forth telling each other, "I'm back, I'm back."
Concubine Tiannu is a strong person who came out of Gushan, surpassing countless geniuses who came from the Ghost Tribe.
In comparison, the origin of the daughter of the mountain god is not worth mentioning.
Now, this evil ghost power has returned to the ghost world of Gushan, and all the low-level ghosts are in reverence and vying to watch.
There are also some ghosts who are curious. They heard that the concubine Tiannu is guarding the secret realm and the battle is fierce. How come they have time to come back to visit their relatives.
In the mountain god's palace, the mountain god of Gushan frowned and sighed, "What did you say you came back for?"
Goddess Concubine looked calm and replied, "It's not to see you, I just want to borrow a place to do some private things."
The little soul boy stood behind her, looking around with curiosity. As for the gloomy atmosphere in the ghost world just now, he had forgotten it in a blink of an eye and left it behind.
"for him?"
The Mountain God of Gushan pointed at Wang Xiaolingtong and shook his head, "They look similar, but they are not the same person. Why can't you let go of him?"
"Do you still remember that back then, you were like an abandoned domestic dog, crying when you came back..."
"shut up."
Concubine Tiannu shouted, "Don't force me to fall out with you. I've already figured out your roots."
The maids and generals outside wish they didn't have ears. What they hear are secrets that can lead to death!
"Get out of here, everyone."
The roar of the mountain god turned into a sound wave and poured out from the palace gate. As if being rescued, all the ghosts rushed to escape for their lives.
After a while, the mountain god took a breath and said, "That's all, your wings are hardened, you can do whatever you want."
The concubine smiled and said, "It's all thanks to you."
After that, he took the little soul boy and walked straight past the mountain god to the center of the hall filled with various decorations.
One of them was empty, without any decoration, but it was surrounded by various gold and silverware, as if it had been deliberately left open.
"Do you still remember that I was the one who took the leaf-shaped lamp from here when the elephant was carrying it?"
The little soul boy watched the concubine Tiannu reminiscing about the past carefully, and after a long time he said, "I'm sorry it's my first time here, I can't remember anything."
He asked tentatively, "Have we known each other before? Or were we destined in a previous life?"
Hahaha!
The mountain god laughed loudly, "The hope in your heart is just a failure. This child is definitely not him."
"What I say is, I was powerless back then, but now even if I am in dire straits, I will never let go."
Concubine Tiannu said decisively, "Old man, you have never been persistent, so you don't understand."
When the father and daughter argued, it was like invisible swords clashing, and the atmosphere was fierce.
The little soul boy looked at it for a moment, raised his hand and said, "Uh, do you want to go somewhere else?"
As soon as he opened his mouth, the aura of sword-fighting on the concubine's body disappeared without a trace, and she immediately turned around and walked out of the Mountain God's Palace.
"Hmph! How dare you, little girl, say that I have no attachments."
Outside the palace, in the ghost world, Concubine Tiannu pulled Wang Fu and said, "That's right, if you want to revisit your old place, you must go to Yunyang Temple."
The little soul boy suddenly stopped and said, "That's not necessary. I'm a little sleepy. I need to find a place to sleep."
The concubine was completely obedient to him and had no objections. She immediately spread her delicate hands and expanded them to the size of a bed.
The little soul boy lay in the palm of the concubine, his mouth full of fragrance, he turned over, yawned and fell asleep.
Concubine Tiannu looked at his sleeping posture, her face became calmer and her breath became softer.
That night, there was a sudden rain and wind, and the doors of various Taoist temples banged and crashed. The strong wind brought fish and rain, and penetrated through the gaps. Old Taoist Yunyang drank a pot of tea as usual, and was about to fall asleep, when suddenly his heart moved.
But seeing the wind and rain coming at the door, it condensed into a human-shaped silhouette, facing him silently, speechless for a long time.
"coming?"
Old Taoist Yunyang, like an old friend reunited after a long absence, spoke to the human silhouette.
The person who responded to him was a humanoid silhouette raising his hand and waving it towards Old Yunyang's head.
This time, it seemed gentle but contained some mysterious and mysterious power, which instantly swept through Yunyang Old Dao's body.
After a while, the wind and rain stopped, and the human silhouettes dispersed.
Old Taoist Yunyang fell to the ground, with water under his body. His breath was weak and looming.
After a moment, he opened his eyes and said, "I am no longer a Sanxian."
That's right, the current Yunyang Old Taoist is as if he is in the realm of Gao Tianshi, and has been weakened from Sanxian to a lower level.
How could the action of the humanoid silhouette be so powerful?