Han Zhixian stared blankly at the mortal market in front of him.
The merchants came and went in a hurry.
On the street, vendors are selling.
The two-foot-tall giant walked cautiously among the crowd.
Witch clan!
And he is a witch commander of the witch clan!
He was wearing gorgeous silk clothes and a sparkling hat studded with pearls and gold, and his bare feet were on the floor.
Wherever he passed, those mortals were not only not afraid, but were particularly enthusiastic.
"Uncle Fire, Uncle Fire!"
“I have the best wine here!”
"Uncle Huo! Uncle Huo! Look at my place, look at my place. The big pig that I have raised for a year was just slaughtered this morning, and it is still fresh!"
There was even a demon bee that buzzed to the side of the handsome witch and said flatteringly: "Uncle Huo, our master has just harvested five hundred kilograms of fine nectar and is keeping it all for you!"
The shaman commander of the witch tribe finally said: "Great kindness!" He took out a large stack of yellow notes from his arms, found one from it, and handed it to the demon bee: "Old rule, one pound of nectar, one strand
Incense, here are five hundred strands! Take it!"
"Okay!" The demon bee landed on the shaman's shoulder and took the note down: "As per the old rules, we will send someone to the uncle's tribe!"
"Well!" Wu Shuai asked angrily: "When can the poisonous bees raised by your Golden Ring Monkey King be sold?"
“But it’s the end of the year!”
"When the time comes, if the bee swarm we are raising now has not yet given birth to intelligence, we will notify the uncle!"
"Great kindness!" The commander-in-chief grinned: "The Golden Ring Monkey King's poisonous bees are old, so it's best to drink wine!"
The demon bee cupped his fists and saluted: "I won't disturb the uncle's shopping mood!"
After saying that, it buzzed and turned into a golden poisonous bee as big as a fist, flying up into the sky.
The body of the poisonous bee was faintly surrounded by the glory of humanity, and the tentacles were flowing with the color of merit!
It’s actually a demon bee of merit!
Han Zhixian swallowed.
The demon clan and the witch clan are mortal enemies!
In the Three Realms, no one knows that if the Demon Clan and the Witch Clan meet, only one will survive.
What's happening here?
When did the Demon Clan and the Witch Clan have such a good relationship?
Instead of fighting each other, they became like old friends and could even do business?!
Also, how did the demon bee turn into a virtuous demon bee?
Han Zhixian has never seen a demon bee who is favored by humanity and has the merits of heaven!
In her opinion, poisonous bees are extremely poisonous and harmful monsters.
If you show up and don't get struck by thunder, you can be considered a monster that has been doing good for many years.
It’s not like there are no monsters who have merit and are favored by humanity.
But it is definitely not a poisonous insect that humans hate and ghosts hate!
However, Han Zhixian's shock was not over yet.
When the sorcerer reached the end of the street, several beguiling asuras flew out from a certain shop and landed on the sorcerer's shoulders.
These asuras are all female.
But they were all wearing the robes of human ladies, and their bodies were wrapped tightly.
Cuofei's long golden hair, brown eyes and charming face betrayed their identity.
Otherwise, Han Zhixian would think that those Asuras were human monks!
When these Asuras fell on the shoulders of the commander-in-chief, they did their job quietly.
A demon woman walked out of the shop and waved goodbye to these Asuras: "Sisters, come and visit us again next time!"
"Okay!" Those asuras were holding lots of rouge and gouache, and they were all happy.
Han Zhixian looked at all this and took a deep breath.
She couldn't help but let go of her thoughts and let them rise into the sky, overlooking the entire mortal city.
But he saw countless creatures walking back and forth in this city.
Next to tens of thousands of mortals who have no cultivation, and even mortal children who are all polished and polished.
The big monsters who turned into human beings came and went.
Thousand-year-old snake demons, thousand-year centipedes, and even demon clans with earthly immortal cultivation, there are all kinds of them, no less than a thousand.
Moreover, according to his spiritual thoughts, there was not even the slightest trace of sin on the souls of these monsters.
On the contrary, there is a faint glow of humanity and golden merit surrounding their bodies and souls.
The whole city is full of merit demons!
Even if it is not, it is still favored by humanity!
More importantly...
Han Zhixian looked carefully. Among the many children playing in the streets and alleys, there were occasionally cubs of the demon tribe mixed in.
And these demon cubs are almost indistinguishable from human children in appearance.
That is to say, the difference in soul and breath allowed Han Zhixian to identify them from the crowd.
Keep looking forward.
On the city wall, a handsome giant eagle is resting.
Almost all of the feathers of these giant eagles have turned into gold and silver.
The aura of humanity is so strong that even Han Zhixian is afraid of it!
And the traces of merit in their flesh and blood make any immortal who attempts to harm them think twice before doing so!
What kind of monster is this?
Is it a semi-auspicious human holy beast?
Beyond these terrifying giant eagles, outside the city, a sacred tree of enlightenment lingering with the radiance of humanity as bright as a star river stands on the riverside.
The sacred tree swayed, and millions of voices echoed in my ears.
Solemn, sacred, solemn!
Seeing this holy tree, Han Zhixian couldn't help but want to pay homage to it.
Worship this crystallization of human civilization and the embodiment of humane education.
"A young sacred tree of the great avenue!" Han Zhixian could hardly believe her eyes!
But I have to believe it!
Because the holy tree in front of us indeed has many characteristics of the holy tree of the great avenue!
Once it completes its growth, the education reaches its peak.
Then this tree will be indestructible to all calamities, untouched by all dharmas, and will forever be the support for the education of the human race!
"What's going on?" Han Zhixian didn't understand, but was greatly shocked.
How long has it been since the sage came to earth?
How did the saint in charge of such a solemn, majestic and sacred orthodoxy teach it?
I am feeling emotional and shocked.
In my ears, a familiar voice sounded.
"Junior sister!"
Han Zhixian turned around and saw a man wearing a headband and dressed as a mortal appearing next to her.
"Senior Brother Ma Sui!" Han Zhixian exclaimed, recognizing the person in front of him: "You...are you here too?"
Ma Sui nodded and smiled: "According to the teacher's decree, I have been guarding the teacher's orthodoxy for several years!"
"Ah?!" Han Zhixian was surprised: "Where has this thousand-year brother gone?"
"I heard from Senior Sister that Senior Brother and Senior Sister Wudang disappeared after the catastrophe in the past... There is no trace of Senior Brother and Senior Sister in the three realms..."
"This is not the place to talk!" Ma Sui said: "Junior sister, please follow me home and drink a few glasses of the wine I brewed! Let's talk about the past years again!"
"Yes!" Han Zhixian quickly handed over his hand: "I am willing to follow my senior brother's orders!"
