Lingxian Zhenjun

"Chen Yuan!"

Kui Mulang exploded, scraping off a thick piece of flesh from Nezha's fire-pointed gun, and rushed towards the ruins.

"Sir!" Bai Susu finally realized that Kui Mulang didn't want to kill Mr., but Mr. wanted to destroy his own future!
"Chen Yuan! What are you doing?!" Yin Xuanling tried his best to prop up his upper body, leaning on the ground, looking at the figure on the ruins in the distance and shouting.

Tread...  

stomping on...

The figure was fast, and Kui Mulang endured the pain of the gradually shattering dharma figure, and raised his claws to reach the figure close at hand.

"I'll give you back..."

Over there, Chen Yuan staggered and turned her head, her face was covered with blood, and laughed as she watched Kui Mulang rushing forward.

"In the future, we will not owe each other!"

Qu's tight palm pinched the light ball, in that light, there is a Taoist temple among mountains and rivers, and there is a figure of Chen Yuan walking in it vaguely, just like before, he stepped into the temple to visit curiously.

"...the moon is full in the sky, but it's the bad-hearted immortal..."

On the swaying cow's back, the wooden box swayed slightly, and the figure lying on the side above it hummed a mountain song.

From the magic circle in the distance, the screams and shouts of 28 constellations came from one after another, and they rushed towards the ruins like crazy. The next moment, a bigger white light cracked from Chen Yuan's hand. The group exploded.

"...The ghosts of the Tiger Roaring Mountain are frightened, the dragons sing and the wind and rain come...the world is useless to me...it's better to have a mat...see through the long-term physiology...every step is life, the road to longevity is long, the road to immortality is far away, I see the world narrow……"

"Grandpa, you haven't said what happened afterwards?"

……

"This story, but my fellow who eats, how can I tell you casually. But since you guys are the first audience of today's old man, I will make an exception and tell you once."

The old man pondered for a while, and then... said flatly, "I'm not dead!"

"Wow, is he dead then?"

Somewhere in the city's mansion, there is a hint of sadness.

An old man was already at dusk, sitting in front of the bed, staring at the drowsy candlelight on the table with dull eyes, surrounded by children sobbing softly.

The agreeing man waved his whip, smiled, and looked back worriedly, then rubbed his eyes vigorously, and quickly patted his companion next to him.

From time to time, he pointed to a few small puppets in the old man's hand.

Staring blankly at the few children at the end of the street, they were still in a state of shutdown, until the little girl holding a windmill yelled "Wow", and saw a little puppet in her hand at some point, it was The 'Chen Yuan' she wanted just now.

Kui Mulang's eyes widened, and the palms he grabbed turned into stars in an instant, spreading across the ruins like butterflies flying.

"Then I'll be Erlang God...wait for me, I'll pick up a piece of mud and draw an eye between my eyebrows!"

"Who said no."

The noisy sounds of children chasing and jubilant drifting farther and farther down the street.Outside the distant town, there is a layer of water mist floating in the mountains, and the villages at the foot of the mountain are covered with smoke. On the paths in the fields, wild flowers are swaying in the wind, and then they are sent into the mouths of cows by the rolled tongues to grind them.

"Do not……"

With a loud bang, rays of light shot up into the sky and spread in all directions, engulfing the entire field, the people in the field, and the gods.

The old man walked out of the eaves and took a sip of the rainwater intertwined under the eaves. There were a few water stains hanging between his snow-white beard and beard. He laughed and called the little boy back.

Not long after, in the pattering rain, the old man appeared outside Jiankang City riding a cow, and entered the city covered in water vapor.

"I'm afraid this old man has never seen a cow startled. He can scare a person to death."

"What?"

Hearing this, the companions turned their heads back. On the way back, there were no shadows of the old man and the cow, and the water was misty. This road leads to the Jiankang official road, and there is no cropland around it that can be covered.

"It's just... what happened to them in the end? At least tell us whether Chen Yuan is dead or not. I'm so anxious."

"Where's the old man who just passed by?"

……

The old man fiddled with the little wooden man with sticks strung together in front of the girl. The appearance of the elegant scholar in green shirt and white robe was quite attractive to the little girl, but unfortunately the old man didn’t seem to intend to give it to her. The dolls are packed in wooden boxes.

"Grandpa, is this little person Chen Yuan? Who is that on the other side? Are they those hateful gods?"

"That depends on whether he likes you or not."

"Could it be that you hit a ghost?"

"I want to be Nezha..."

The people who heard this remark couldn't say anything more, and drove their carts and donkeys to pull the goods and continued on their way.

"It seems that the rain is getting heavier and heavier, and you children have gone back earlier."

The world returns to solitude.

"Yes, yes, grandpa, what happened next? What about those gods? What about the one named Chen Yuan? Will he die too?"

The old man sat on the back of the ox, waved to a few children who looked blankly under the eaves, smiled, took the bamboo hat on the side of the ox's back and put it on the top of his head, put his hands into the cuffs, and sat on the back of the ox like that, clapping Pushed the bull's head and urged twice: "Let's go, the business is not good today, and I don't have money to buy you pancakes to eat."

"I'll get you some of the money my dad secretly saved, you wait."

Immediately, walking to the street in the drizzle, I saw an old cow standing up on the side of the street, waving its horns and coming to the old man, with the heavy wooden box still on its back.

The children were big-hearted, so they didn't think so much. The moment they saw the little puppet, they all started making noises, chasing and fighting and rushed into the rain curtain. An older child shouted: "I want to be Chen Yuan!"

The self-contained words attracted the business travelers in coir raincoats to look at the old man riding the bull in surprise, but most of them still looked at each other with a smile and shouted: "Old man, it's not right for you to ride a cow like this. Be careful that the cow will startle you. If you fall down, it will be enough for you to drink a pot!"

A little girl picked up the kite in her hand and held it up to the old man: "Niu Niu wants to exchange this with you, grandpa, can you give me this little puppet of Lingxian Zhenjun?"

Faintly, there is also the song sung by the old man just now from the distant water vapor.

When the word "ghost" was mentioned, the two men immediately looked at each other, wiped the water stains on their faces, and quickly speeded up, ignoring the potholes on the ground, and drove to a village in front of them, probably waiting until the rain stopped Only dare to leave.

The light rain hit the leaves, and there were few passers-by on the steamy street. A few children from nearby families gathered around a small booth, clamoring and asking a white-haired old man.

The old cow shook its neck bell, let out a 'moo', stepped on its hooves, and slowly carried the old man across the end of the street, disappearing into the drizzle.

At a certain moment, Chen Yuan clasped the Dharma light tightly with her five fingers, and the light and shadow shattered inch by inch, the wind whimpered and roared, and her hair danced wildly.

"Also... remember, my name is Chen Yuan, a human cultivator!"

"Let Niuniu be the white flood dragon!"

On the back of the old cow in the past, it was the old man who answered them casually raised a hand and waved it, and then said slowly: "Haha, don't worry, this old cow has been raised for many years, and it has human nature. Surprised."

Vaguely, the old man on the bed seemed to hear something, and suddenly he had the strength to speak.

"Help me... change my clothes... put on the old man's armor when I was young...someone is here to pick me up."

This once all-powerful old man is named Chen Qingzhi.

The continuation after the war will be revealed tomorrow, and it is almost time for the main story to end.

Then start the extra chapter.