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Chapter 1067 Small Days

Mogu snorted, "Of course they have to suffer some losses! They proposed it! Otherwise, why would I, the Taoist family, agree to it!

But later we found out that we had been tricked by Buddhism! According to the inside line we arranged in Buddhism, we learned that this was part of the fight for the entire Buddhist world in the universe to turn around! For this reason, Taigu Buddhism received strong support from the nearby Buddhist world in the universe. , I heard that several top Buddhist masters were sent here just to win the battle!

And I want to tell you that in the Seasonal Barrier, it is not just a matter of getting a Season Eye by luck. You also have to face the competition from other monks who have obtained the Season Eye. It is very dangerous and we are not sure enough!"

Lou Xiaoyi was not polite, "One question, why is Yuanying going? It is Zhenjun who plays a decisive role in the Taigu cultivation world, but such a major directional choice has to be handed over to Yuanying? Shouldn't it expand differences and create war? The explanation seems a bit far-fetched?"

Mogu nodded, "Yes! Of course such a major matter should be decided by the True Lord, and even the True Lord should compete in the void of the universe. This is also the solution to the differences in the normal world of cultivation!

But in Taigu, something is different! The battle for the Season Eye is not a symbol, but something that is truly decisive for the reset of the four seasons. Our previous normal state was that each of the Taoist and Buddhist families kept two, and the new Season Eye produced the old one. When the Season Eyes expire, taking two more each is a voluntary act. Now you have to rely on your strength to fight for it.

In the final analysis, the four-season barrier is just a barrier within the realm, not a cosmic phenomenon. The monks can do whatever they want without worrying about the consequences; this is our home, and if it is broken into pieces, no one will have a good life!

We are all worried that if Zhenjun takes action inside the barrier, the damage caused will make future resets of seasons more difficult and unpredictable!

In view of the determination to reset the Four Seasons! In view of the need to obtain four newly born Season Eyes in the barrier, and in view of the uncontrollable consequences of Zhenjun's action, Nascent Soul can only take action! This is also a helpless matter!"

He looked at Lou Xiaoyi and said, "It's true that Longmen celebrates its tenth anniversary! It's true that the Season Eye reappears after hundreds of years! It's just a coincidence!"

A few days ago, in my communication with the Guimen Bai Ancestor, I, the ancestor of Longmen, mentioned this fight. I was worried that the process of the fight could not be completely controlled at the Nascent Soul level, because the foreign aid of Buddhism is mysterious and unpredictable!

After discussion, Guimen Baizu agreed to send a Nascent Soul master to help. This is why you are here!

Little friend Shan, I heard that Xiaoyaoyou Yuanying came forward and had countless strong infants, but Bai Ancestor of the noble family sent you alone. You can be said to be the true confidant and core! It seems that my strength is well hidden! You can say that you are rare. Too much!"

Lou Xiaoyi curled his lips! Sure enough, it was the white-browed old man who was behind the scenes. From the moment he and Qingxuan entered Zhouxian, this old guy had been working secretly! He and his confidants had only met twice. The second time he didn't even say a word, leaving him to work hard in Xiaoyao, not even willing to give up a little help!

There is no other way, people under the eaves have to bow their heads!

But he was wary. The place where the white-browed old man sent him was becoming more and more on the front line of the conflict with Buddhism. This actually meant something! Lou Xiaoyi felt that it was necessary to go back to Zhou Xianhou to talk to this happy talker. , tell him that he has understood what he means, and stop giving him endless front-line tasks to conflict with Buddhism!

"Foreign aid, is it just me? Or are there others? Do we need to be familiar with each other and cooperate? In addition, I need a specific map of the four-season barrier, as well as detailed information about the Buddhist monks, the eye of the season, and the changes in the environment within the barrier.

The more detailed the situation, the better!”

...Lou Xiaoyi was arranged to live in a monastery of the Longmen Sect, with a separate courtyard, where he had good food, drinks and fun. There were also several Jindan Kun cultivators who greeted him and often asked questions about Taoism and Dharma.

How much magic does he, a sword madman, know? It's hard to say how much he knows, and his knowledge in other areas is very poor. His whole ability is only limited to one sword, so it's not easy.

It is still a few years before the competition begins and Ji Yan is born. Of course, Lou Xiaoyi will not be idle. He is not willing to stay in the cultivation gate day after day. He is more willing to wander around and see the unique scenery and humanities of the Taigu realm.

Customs, after staying in counterspace for decades, should have become popular!

He didn't have anyone to accompany him. For a relaxing trip like this, it's best to go alone and avoid a tour guide. The true meaning of traveling is to go with the flow and listen to the wind and rain.

The people of Taigu are still very simple, which may be related to the fact that Taigu is divided into four landmasses and cannot move around. The customs and habits of each landmass are similar and rarely change.

In the two lands controlled by Taoism, because Taoism follows the concept of rule by inaction, the folk culture is very active and trendy. For example, he has now come to a city called Xianliu, and the small city is holding their annual event.

The festival of female musicians.

Female music is not an entertainment industry culture, and in fact it has nothing to do with music; the music here is just a kind of poetry, just like some fields are fond of poetry; it’s just that the music here is more open, more free, and has no rhythm or style.

The requirements for inheritance are as long as it sounds nice and catchy.

The so-called female singers are beautiful women in the city who have been carefully selected and finally selected the most outstanding ones. The selection here is not only based on appearance and figure, but also on the beauty of the poems and poems. However, the poems and poems are not written by themselves, but by their fans.

Everyone is encouraged to show their talents.

Therefore, the competition is all-round. Of course, in the end it becomes a regional competition in the east of the city, the west of the city, the south of the city, and the north of the city. It is not an oiran or a courtesan, but more like a spontaneous community entertainment activity among the people.

Of course, you have to choose a woman, who is also eye-catching to stand on the stage. If you have to choose some strong men, you will lose the meaning of entertainment and lose the inspiration for your poems.

Women from each district are highly praised by the talented people in each district. Of course, there are also those who fish in troubled waters and have a special liking. In the chaos, it is a pleasure that belongs to the people only. There are no rewards and not many benefits. It is very pure.

Flower gifts are a good way to relieve boring life.

Lou Xiaoyi likes such casual things, the kindness in laziness, and the hustle and bustle in plainness.

So I squeezed in the crowd to watch, watching those beautiful girls, their graceful smiles; watching those young men in the audience, exhausting their brains, just for half of the gorgeous poems.

Just watching without participating, feeling the youthful mood in it is also a kind of enjoyment!

Holding countless kinds of specialty food along the street, cheering with everyone's cheers; regretting that a certain girl of your choice failed to win...

I am eight or nine hundred years old, and it is only now that I have cultivated that I begin to miss the beauty of my youth. The lost youth is like a fleeting time!

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