Dijun's black moonlight is back

Yan Sheng has stayed in the world for a thousand years. This time can be said to be both long and short.

For a time, she really acted like a mortal, hiding here and there in the wars of troubled times, neither using magic to change the dynasty's structure, nor interfering with the fate of any mortal.

One person and one bird live in this world as if they were beautiful.

The mortal world is no better than the thirty-third heaven, and there is abundant spiritual energy for Qingluan to grow, so in these days, its stature has not only not grown, but has become smaller and smaller.

Yan Sheng was no better. She couldn't climb up or dig into the high mountain in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Occasionally, she passed by Mingjing Mountain. Thousands of years have not seemed to change it. The fairyland of this world stands there, and the Rootless Bodhi on the top of the mountain is still lush.

The last time she came, she climbed directly to the heavenly steps and fought all the way to Mingjing Terrace, so she didn't even have time to see what the world-famous Mingjing Mountain looked like.

This is the most famous immortal sect in the world. Most mortals' cultivation of immortality begins here. This is the farthest place most people can go in their lives to seek immortality.

There are very few mortals who become immortals and gods from the human world. The reason is that they are too lacking in spiritual energy.

Yansheng could feel that as she approached Mingjing Mountain, the spiritual energy in the mountains and jungles became more abundant.

She didn't have the chance to ask the woman why she came to the world to destroy Mingjing Mountain, but she guessed it had something to do with it.

"The girl also went to Mingjing Mountain to ask?" A peasant woman passed by her with a basket on her back. Seeing her stopping, she couldn't help but ask.

Yansheng turned around and saw a woman dripping with sweat. She was very thin, and her skin had become rough and sallow from years of exposure to the sun and rain.

And the thing she was carrying on her back was probably much heavier than herself, so much so that she could only stand with her back hunched over.

Now is the time of peace, but it is said that the taxes on the people are a bit heavy, so these mortals have to go out early and come back late to work in their short lives, otherwise there will be no food to fill their stomachs after paying the taxes.

Yan Sheng didn't want to answer at first, but seeing that she was so tired and still staying here just for him, he shook his head and answered her, "No."

The peasant woman looked at her up and down, with some envy in her eyes, but she seemed to have other emotions.

It’s just that Yansheng can’t understand.

She put her hand on her belly, and a gentle smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Are you pregnant?" Yansheng couldn't help but ask.

Originally, she didn't care about mortals, and she didn't know why she suddenly asked this question in this situation.

The peasant woman smiled honestly and shyly and nodded: "Yes, it has been three months. When I saw the girl's appearance, I thought that if I gave birth to a daughter in the future, it would be nice to be like the girl."

"What kind of thing?" Yansheng didn't understand.

"Well, you don't have to be like me," the peasant woman thought thoughtfully, but she didn't quite understand. She could only express what she was thinking as much as possible, "Girls have no worries and can walk freely in the world. If they are my children, She can also travel around the world and live the life she wants, and I am happy for her."

"Have you ever studied?" Yan Sheng realized that she didn't seem to be an illiterate mortal woman.

She nodded, then shook her head: "I overheard some outside a private school in the country."

The peasant woman took a few steps closer to Yan Sheng, but because she was afraid that she would dislike her, she still kept her distance. She mustered up the courage to ask Yansheng: "I want to ask the girl something. If I give birth to a daughter in the future, is it okay to send her to Mingjing Mountain?"

Yansheng lowered her eyes and thought, although she didn't like Mingjing Mountain, in this mortal world where women had no place to stand, maybe Mingjing Mountain was really a good place for her.

Although Bodhisattva was hypocritical and cunning, she could be regarded as a well-educated person. She saw many female disciples in Mingjing Mountain. What they wear is no worse than that of male disciples. If they practice diligently, they can compete for the glory of becoming immortals.

Looking at the expectant look in the peasant woman's eyes, Yansheng nodded: "Your vision can be realized there."

The peasant woman was overjoyed and smiled happily. Regardless of the heavy burden on her back, she bowed her head and thanked Yansheng: "Thank you, girl. Thank you, girl."

Ling Yu could barely remember this woman with whom she had a chance encounter. The reason why she remembered it was because she had waited another hundred years for this woman.

She had no idea what would happen after Mingjing Mountain collapsed, so she left a hundred years for this peasant woman and her unborn child.

If she really sends her daughter to Mingjing Mountain, then the stability of these one hundred years will be enough for her to practice, and it will also be enough for her to travel around the world and see the world.

After the peasant woman left, Yan Sheng stood there and watched for a long time, then set off for Bahuang Daze.

She came here today with the intention of killing Bodhizi, but after walking down the mountain, she changed her mind and decided to refine a natal magical weapon for herself first.

Bahuang Daze and Santuye were originally places left over from ancient times, where countless great monsters were born. Gods like Cang Ji made their achievements in the wilderness.

However, Yan Sheng is not here to slay demons, but to find the remnants of the Sky Mending Stone that existed thousands of years ago.

In order to preserve Qingruo's soul, she personally took out her spiritual root in Ao Zhuhai, and was later suppressed by Gongli Quan and Bodhizi.

Until this moment, there was an endless mountain range spanning across her sea of ​​consciousness.

Suppressed by this, she was unable to defeat the gods blocking her and fulfill the woman's guidance.

After wandering around the world for so long, she tried to carve through the mountains every day, and when she found that it didn't work, she tried to climb over them.

In the end she found that none of these countermeasures worked.

The only way left is to refine a magical weapon that is handy. As long as it has the potential to defeat thousands of armies, Yan Sheng can make up for the gap between the spiritual root and the sea of ​​consciousness.

Yan Sheng didn't know where the Sky-Mending Stone was in Bahuang Daze, nor how to find her.

So she could only catch a living creature when she saw it and ask about it.

The big monsters living here are not good men and women. There are also spirits that cooperate, but not many. Yansheng spends most of the time fighting with the big monsters.

These demons were all born long after the birth of the Thirty-third Heaven. They did not know Yan Sheng, nor did they know that there was such a place as the Land of Nothingness in the world.

As long as you have heard of any of them, Yan Sheng does not need to go to such trouble.

The one hundred years of stability in the mortal world were the most bloody one hundred years in Bahuang Daze.

Monsters with bad tempers were killed by her with her bare hands just to find out the whereabouts of the Butian Stone. The more she asked, the more she realized that there was dignity and inferiority here.

They were tight-lipped about the whereabouts of the Sky-Mending Stone because deep in the wasteland lived the Venerable they feared the most.

If nothing else, the Sky-Mending Stone was also in the hands of that big monster, but Yansheng had killed so many monsters, but she only asked about his name: Kongwang.

Yan Sheng looked in the direction Chi Xie pointed before he died and saw an ice field.