Chapter 767
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The fifth day of the fifth lunar month, a day destined to be recorded in the history of the Cangqing Continent.
On this day, with the end of the battle before Linglong Ghost Domain Zhaixing Mountain, the news also flew to all parts of the world as if it had grown wings.
It also caused an uproar, and the world shook.
Demon Huan.
After learning the news, the strong Huan clan who stayed in the clan were all struck by lightning, as if they were mourning their concubine.
"Heaven kills my Huan clan!"
An old man let out a desperate hiss.
Originally, they had already organized a banquet early, prepared wine, and just waited for Huan Tiandu and others to triumph, and then they would celebrate.
But I never thought that what was waiting was a bad news like a thunderbolt from the blue!
For a time, the entire clan was distraught.
...
Clearance Zen Temple.
A dense screeching bell kept ringing.
Every time it sounded, the faces of the monks turned pale.
Until the bell rang 21 times, a dull atmosphere that was about to suffocate enveloped the Qingkong Temple.
Every monk was lost and looked bleak.
As soon as the bell rang, it meant that one of the sects had fallen.
Zhong Ming 21 times, which means that their sect went to Linglong Ghost Domain to kill Su Yi's powerhouse this time, and the entire army has been wiped out!
...
Tianji Road Gate.
"The 30,000-year dark ancient ban, I can't help my Tianji Daomen, but now... it has been defeated by a young man!"
An old man lost his temper, in a state of madness, crying and shouting, "It's over, it's over..."
...
Burning Yang Religion.
"You are all gone, take the treasures of the sect away, remember to act in the future, and don't pretend to be the successor of the Fenyang Sect, otherwise, you will inevitably lead to death."
An old man said with a blank expression, "From now on... there will be no Fenyang Sect in this world..."
At the end, the corners of the old man's lips trembled, and he couldn't help but burst into tears.
As an old man who has been through the storm and is used to seeing the ups and downs of the world, he undoubtedly knows best that even if Su Yi doesn't do anything, in the next time, countless hungry wolves are destined to come up and tear them apart. swallow.
...
With the news of the defeat, these ancient forces with the heritage of winning the world fell into chaos and turmoil one by one.
The same scene also happened in other world forces such as Tianxing Jianzhai, Tiandou Lingjiao, and Huaxing Yaozong.
"With Su Yi in this Cangqing Continent, there is no place for me to stand up!"
"Let's go, if you don't go, those who smell the blood and fall to the ground are coming..."
"What a shame!"
"What about a comeback? Do you think we didn't lose enough and didn't die enough?"
After these three major external forces fell into turmoil, they finally made the same choice.
Evacuate from Cangqing Continent!
...
On the contrary, the three ancient forces, the Yinsha Underworld Hall, Yunyin Sword Mountain, and Dongguo Clan, felt extremely fortunate when they heard such news.
Because they did not participate in the crusade against Su Yi due to various reasons, so they narrowly avoided a catastrophe!
"Seeing him raise a tall building, seeing him banqueting guests, seeing him... the building collapsed... things are impermanent!"
The lord of the Yin Sha Nether Hall was even more emotional about this.
On this day, all places in the world where monks gather, are also in turmoil.
It's all about this
The field can be called the news of the most glorious battle in the world so far.
The most discussed name, only one.
Su Yi!
Some people respectfully call him Master Su, some call him Immortal Su, some praise his name, and some shock him...
To the monks in the world, Su Yi is a legend!
A living mythical figure.
An unbeatable kendo romantic!
It's like exiled immortals come up from the sky, how many times do you see them in the world.
...
Big week.
It is late at night.
Inside the magnificent palace, the lights are bright.
A group of beautiful singers danced in thin veils, their graceful skin loomed in the shadow of the lights, and bursts of drum music were melodious and joyful.
Zhou Zhili was sitting alone on the dragon chair, but he was stagnant and lonely.
He is the emperor admired by the world, with great power and control over the world.
But he is the only one who knows what is meant by "loneliness"!
"Report-"
An old eunuch rushed into the hall like a gust of wind.
The cheerful drumming stopped abruptly, and the dancing singers all stopped.
"What's the matter?"
Zhou Zhili frowned.
The old eunuch presented a secret letter that had just been sent from Daxia.
After watching it, Zhou Zhili couldn't help being stunned.
After a long time, he slammed the dragon chair and laughed excitedly, "From now on, in this mighty world, my brother Su should be respected!"
He stood up tall, high-spirited, and laughed.
The old eunuch couldn't help but sigh, Your Majesty... but he hasn't been so happy for a long time.
"What do you do when you are stunned, I am very excited, don't teach me to sing and dance!"
Zhou Zhili said loudly, "Tonight, I want to have a good drink!"
Seeing this, the old eunuch hurriedly urged: "Quick, then play music, then dance—!"
...
late at night.
in a restaurant.
The lively discussions continued, and the diners were discussing the battle between Su Yi and the seven major forces.
Shen Li sat alone in the corner.
Listening to those discussions, Shen Li was also emotional.
"One person, one sword, destroying the seven major forces together to suppress the world, this Su Yi... is really a person like a fairy in the sky."
"However, such a legend is too far away from me after all."
Shen Li sighed.
He is only a small character on the road of cultivation, he has just shown his prominence, and he can't imagine how terrifying the power of existences like Su Yi.
After silently drinking the glass of wine, Shen Li got up and left.
No matter how powerful Su Yi is, it has nothing to do with a small person like him, and for him, his own cultivation is more important.
"It would be nice if I could meet the senior who taught me the secret method back then. In this case, I can ask him some questions about my practice."
Walking on the street, Shen Lian's mind couldn't help but a stern figure appeared in his mind, dressed in a green robe, indifferently out of the dust.
He still remembered that the senior once patted his shoulder and told himself, "On this path of cultivation, which is neither good nor evil, black and white, what you have to do is to stick to your heart after you recognize the reality."
It was also that senior who taught him the inheritance of the "Mysterious Embryo All Demons".
Up to now, Shen Li feels grateful every time he thinks of this moment.
"In the eyes of the world, Su Yi is an exiled immortal from heaven, but in my eyes, that senior is the real exiled immortal."
Shen Li murmured to himself, "Unfortunately, I just don't know the former
Who is the name of the generation..."
It was not until many years later that Shen Li, who had grown into a giant, knew that the senior he was deeply grateful for was the exiled immortal in the eyes of the world.
It is the legend of the sword that suppressed the great world for 30,000 years!
...
"Master, in front of you is the Caoxi Village of Fuxianling, where the two brothers and sisters Cao Ping live, located at the west end of Caoxi Village."
"This village is not easy."
In the deep and empty night, two figures appeared outside Caoxi Village.
One is an old man in a black Taoist robe, and the other is a heroic young man in a white robe.
The old man's eyes flashed with brilliance, and Caoxi Village in the middle of the night was shrouded in an invisible aura of peace, as peaceful as a paradise.
"What the master said is very true. Since last year, this remote and secular village has changed. No matter which villager, their longevity and fortune are prosperous. Even this small village has never been attacked by fierce beasts."
The boy in white robe said, "Especially the two brothers and sisters Cao Ping and Cao An, who are like auspiciousness in the village, they will always encounter some strange good things, so that up to now, the secular people in the area of hundreds of miles are all called by their names. The two of them went down to earth for the lucky stars."
The old man nodded and said, "This is the fortune, let's go, let's go to the residence of that pair of brothers and sisters."
Having said that, he has already stepped into Caoxi Village.
It was late at night, the people in the village had rested, and only a few households still had their oil lamps on.
"Amazing! The terrain and mountains of this world have changed. It is not the spiritual energy of heaven and earth that gathers, but the illusory auspicious aura of the Great Dao."
Walking into the village, the old man keenly felt a different feeling.
The seemingly ordinary village, but because of an auspicious atmosphere, has become like a paradise.
The old man couldn't help but be moved, what kind of existence did he take to change the feng shui of this small village and attract the power of auspiciousness from all directions?
"Master, the front is where the brothers and sisters live."
The white-robed boy pointed to the distance.
It was a simple courtyard, scattered with three thatched cottages and a cowshed, with vegetable beds and chicken coops.
Such a place to live looks like a poor home.
But when the old man saw this courtyard, he quietly paused, his eyes narrowed slightly, and an irresistible look of shock appeared between his brows.
The auspicious aura of this place is like a dragon hiding in the abyss, not showing the mountains or dew, not to mention ordinary people, even the monks on the avenue, it is difficult to detect.
"Master, I heard that from last year to now, there are many cultivators who came to visit, but without exception, they all retreated quietly, and no one dared to destroy the tranquility of this village."
The white-robed boy tutted his tongue in admiration, "Especially during the time when the Great World came, there were so many ferocious monsters and ghosts on Fuxian Mountain, but none of them dared to come to this village to run wild. It's unbelievable. "
The old man said, "Is it strange? It's not strange at all."
He looked at the lintel of the house in the middle of the courtyard, where there was a piece of red paper with four words written on it:
Peace is a blessing.
Commonly seen four words.
But the handwriting is ancient and vigorous, which makes people feel calm and comfortable when they read it.
But in the eyes of the old man, these four characters have a majestic and immeasurable general trend, filled with a mysterious and peaceful charm!
His state of mind could not help but tremble inexplicably, and in a trance, it seemed that he was not facing a single word, but a vast world!
For a time, the old man's expression changed, his eyes were stunned, and his hands and feet were shaking slightly.
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The fifth day of the fifth lunar month, a day destined to be recorded in the history of the Cangqing Continent.
On this day, with the end of the battle before Linglong Ghost Domain Zhaixing Mountain, the news also flew to all parts of the world as if it had grown wings.
It also caused an uproar, and the world shook.
Demon Huan.
After learning the news, the strong Huan clan who stayed in the clan were all struck by lightning, as if they were mourning their concubine.
"Heaven kills my Huan clan!"
An old man let out a desperate hiss.
Originally, they had already organized a banquet early, prepared wine, and just waited for Huan Tiandu and others to triumph, and then they would celebrate.
But I never thought that what was waiting was a bad news like a thunderbolt from the blue!
For a time, the entire clan was distraught.
...
Clearance Zen Temple.
A dense screeching bell kept ringing.
Every time it sounded, the faces of the monks turned pale.
Until the bell rang 21 times, a dull atmosphere that was about to suffocate enveloped the Qingkong Temple.
Every monk was lost and looked bleak.
As soon as the bell rang, it meant that one of the sects had fallen.
Zhong Ming 21 times, which means that their sect went to Linglong Ghost Domain to kill Su Yi's powerhouse this time, and the entire army has been wiped out!
...
Tianji Road Gate.
"The 30,000-year dark ancient ban, I can't help my Tianji Daomen, but now... it has been defeated by a young man!"
An old man lost his temper, in a state of madness, crying and shouting, "It's over, it's over..."
...
Burning Yang Religion.
"You are all gone, take the treasures of the sect away, remember to act in the future, and don't pretend to be the successor of the Fenyang Sect, otherwise, you will inevitably lead to death."
An old man said with a blank expression, "From now on... there will be no Fenyang Sect in this world..."
At the end, the corners of the old man's lips trembled, and he couldn't help but burst into tears.
As an old man who has been through the storm and is used to seeing the ups and downs of the world, he undoubtedly knows best that even if Su Yi doesn't do anything, in the next time, countless hungry wolves are destined to come up and tear them apart. swallow.
...
With the news of the defeat, these ancient forces with the heritage of winning the world fell into chaos and turmoil one by one.
The same scene also happened in other world forces such as Tianxing Jianzhai, Tiandou Lingjiao, and Huaxing Yaozong.
"With Su Yi in this Cangqing Continent, there is no place for me to stand up!"
"Let's go, if you don't go, those who smell the blood and fall to the ground are coming..."
"What a shame!"
"What about a comeback? Do you think we didn't lose enough and didn't die enough?"
After these three major external forces fell into turmoil, they finally made the same choice.
Evacuate from Cangqing Continent!
...
On the contrary, the three ancient forces, the Yinsha Underworld Hall, Yunyin Sword Mountain, and Dongguo Clan, felt extremely fortunate when they heard such news.
Because they did not participate in the crusade against Su Yi due to various reasons, so they narrowly avoided a catastrophe!
"Seeing him raise a tall building, seeing him banqueting guests, seeing him... the building collapsed... things are impermanent!"
The lord of the Yin Sha Nether Hall was even more emotional about this.
On this day, all places in the world where monks gather, are also in turmoil.
It's all about this
The field can be called the news of the most glorious battle in the world so far.
The most discussed name, only one.
Su Yi!
Some people respectfully call him Master Su, some call him Immortal Su, some praise his name, and some shock him...
To the monks in the world, Su Yi is a legend!
A living mythical figure.
An unbeatable kendo romantic!
It's like exiled immortals come up from the sky, how many times do you see them in the world.
...
Big week.
It is late at night.
Inside the magnificent palace, the lights are bright.
A group of beautiful singers danced in thin veils, their graceful skin loomed in the shadow of the lights, and bursts of drum music were melodious and joyful.
Zhou Zhili was sitting alone on the dragon chair, but he was stagnant and lonely.
He is the emperor admired by the world, with great power and control over the world.
But he is the only one who knows what is meant by "loneliness"!
"Report-"
An old eunuch rushed into the hall like a gust of wind.
The cheerful drumming stopped abruptly, and the dancing singers all stopped.
"What's the matter?"
Zhou Zhili frowned.
The old eunuch presented a secret letter that had just been sent from Daxia.
After watching it, Zhou Zhili couldn't help being stunned.
After a long time, he slammed the dragon chair and laughed excitedly, "From now on, in this mighty world, my brother Su should be respected!"
He stood up tall, high-spirited, and laughed.
The old eunuch couldn't help but sigh, Your Majesty... but he hasn't been so happy for a long time.
"What do you do when you are stunned, I am very excited, don't teach me to sing and dance!"
Zhou Zhili said loudly, "Tonight, I want to have a good drink!"
Seeing this, the old eunuch hurriedly urged: "Quick, then play music, then dance—!"
...
late at night.
in a restaurant.
The lively discussions continued, and the diners were discussing the battle between Su Yi and the seven major forces.
Shen Li sat alone in the corner.
Listening to those discussions, Shen Li was also emotional.
"One person, one sword, destroying the seven major forces together to suppress the world, this Su Yi... is really a person like a fairy in the sky."
"However, such a legend is too far away from me after all."
Shen Li sighed.
He is only a small character on the road of cultivation, he has just shown his prominence, and he can't imagine how terrifying the power of existences like Su Yi.
After silently drinking the glass of wine, Shen Li got up and left.
No matter how powerful Su Yi is, it has nothing to do with a small person like him, and for him, his own cultivation is more important.
"It would be nice if I could meet the senior who taught me the secret method back then. In this case, I can ask him some questions about my practice."
Walking on the street, Shen Lian's mind couldn't help but a stern figure appeared in his mind, dressed in a green robe, indifferently out of the dust.
He still remembered that the senior once patted his shoulder and told himself, "On this path of cultivation, which is neither good nor evil, black and white, what you have to do is to stick to your heart after you recognize the reality."
It was also that senior who taught him the inheritance of the "Mysterious Embryo All Demons".
Up to now, Shen Li feels grateful every time he thinks of this moment.
"In the eyes of the world, Su Yi is an exiled immortal from heaven, but in my eyes, that senior is the real exiled immortal."
Shen Li murmured to himself, "Unfortunately, I just don't know the former
Who is the name of the generation..."
It was not until many years later that Shen Li, who had grown into a giant, knew that the senior he was deeply grateful for was the exiled immortal in the eyes of the world.
It is the legend of the sword that suppressed the great world for 30,000 years!
...
"Master, in front of you is the Caoxi Village of Fuxianling, where the two brothers and sisters Cao Ping live, located at the west end of Caoxi Village."
"This village is not easy."
In the deep and empty night, two figures appeared outside Caoxi Village.
One is an old man in a black Taoist robe, and the other is a heroic young man in a white robe.
The old man's eyes flashed with brilliance, and Caoxi Village in the middle of the night was shrouded in an invisible aura of peace, as peaceful as a paradise.
"What the master said is very true. Since last year, this remote and secular village has changed. No matter which villager, their longevity and fortune are prosperous. Even this small village has never been attacked by fierce beasts."
The boy in white robe said, "Especially the two brothers and sisters Cao Ping and Cao An, who are like auspiciousness in the village, they will always encounter some strange good things, so that up to now, the secular people in the area of hundreds of miles are all called by their names. The two of them went down to earth for the lucky stars."
The old man nodded and said, "This is the fortune, let's go, let's go to the residence of that pair of brothers and sisters."
Having said that, he has already stepped into Caoxi Village.
It was late at night, the people in the village had rested, and only a few households still had their oil lamps on.
"Amazing! The terrain and mountains of this world have changed. It is not the spiritual energy of heaven and earth that gathers, but the illusory auspicious aura of the Great Dao."
Walking into the village, the old man keenly felt a different feeling.
The seemingly ordinary village, but because of an auspicious atmosphere, has become like a paradise.
The old man couldn't help but be moved, what kind of existence did he take to change the feng shui of this small village and attract the power of auspiciousness from all directions?
"Master, the front is where the brothers and sisters live."
The white-robed boy pointed to the distance.
It was a simple courtyard, scattered with three thatched cottages and a cowshed, with vegetable beds and chicken coops.
Such a place to live looks like a poor home.
But when the old man saw this courtyard, he quietly paused, his eyes narrowed slightly, and an irresistible look of shock appeared between his brows.
The auspicious aura of this place is like a dragon hiding in the abyss, not showing the mountains or dew, not to mention ordinary people, even the monks on the avenue, it is difficult to detect.
"Master, I heard that from last year to now, there are many cultivators who came to visit, but without exception, they all retreated quietly, and no one dared to destroy the tranquility of this village."
The white-robed boy tutted his tongue in admiration, "Especially during the time when the Great World came, there were so many ferocious monsters and ghosts on Fuxian Mountain, but none of them dared to come to this village to run wild. It's unbelievable. "
The old man said, "Is it strange? It's not strange at all."
He looked at the lintel of the house in the middle of the courtyard, where there was a piece of red paper with four words written on it:
Peace is a blessing.
Commonly seen four words.
But the handwriting is ancient and vigorous, which makes people feel calm and comfortable when they read it.
But in the eyes of the old man, these four characters have a majestic and immeasurable general trend, filled with a mysterious and peaceful charm!
His state of mind could not help but tremble inexplicably, and in a trance, it seemed that he was not facing a single word, but a vast world!
For a time, the old man's expression changed, his eyes were stunned, and his hands and feet were shaking slightly.
The fifth day of the fifth lunar month, a day destined to be recorded in the history of the Cangqing Continent. On this day, with the end of the battle before Linglong Ghost Domain Zhaixing Mountain, the news also flew to all parts of the world as if it had grown wings. It also caused an uproar, and the world shook. Demon Huan. After learning the news, the strong Huan clan who stayed in the clan were all struck by lightning, as if they were mourning their concubine. "Heaven kills my Huan clan!" An old man let out a desperate hiss. Originally, they had already organized a banquet early, prepared wine, and just waited for Huan Tiandu and others to triumph, and then they would celebrate. But I never thought that what was waiting was a bad news like a thunderbolt from the blue! For a time, the entire clan was distraught. ... Clearance Zen Temple. A dense screeching bell kept ringing. Every time it sounded, the faces of the monks turned pale. Until the bell rang 21 times, a dull atmosphere that was about to suffocate enveloped the Qingkong Temple. Every monk was lost and looked bleak. As soon as the bell rang, it meant that one of the sects had fallen. Zhong Ming 21 times, which means that their sect went to Linglong Ghost Domain to kill Su Yi's powerhouse this time, and the entire army has been wiped out! ... Tianji Road Gate. "The 30,000-year dark ancient ban, I can't help my Tianji Daomen, but now... it has been defeated by a young man!" An old man lost his temper, in a state of madness, crying and shouting, "It's over, it's over..." ... Burning Yang Religion. "You are all gone, take the treasures of the sect away, remember to act in the future, and don't pretend to be the successor of the Fenyang Sect, otherwise, you will inevitably lead to death." An old man said with a blank expression, "From now on... there will be no Fenyang Sect in this world..." At the end, the corners of the old man's lips trembled, and he couldn't help but burst into tears. As an old man who has been through the storm and is used to seeing the ups and downs of the world, he undoubtedly knows best that even if Su Yi doesn't do anything, in the next time, countless hungry wolves are destined to come up and tear them apart. swallow. ... With the news of the defeat, these ancient forces with the heritage of winning the world fell into chaos and turmoil one by one. The same scene also happened in other world forces such as Tianxing Jianzhai, Tiandou Lingjiao, and Huaxing Yaozong. "With Su Yi in this Cangqing Continent, there is no place for me to stand up!" "Let's go, if you don't go, those who smell the blood and fall to the ground are coming..." "What a shame!" "What about a comeback? Do you think we didn't lose enough and didn't die enough?" After these three major external forces fell into turmoil, they finally made the same choice. Evacuate from Cangqing Continent! ... On the contrary, the three ancient forces, the Yinsha Underworld Hall, Yunyin Sword Mountain, and Dongguo Clan, felt extremely fortunate when they heard such news. Because they did not participate in the crusade against Su Yi due to various reasons, so they narrowly avoided a catastrophe! "Seeing him raise a tall building, seeing him banqueting guests, seeing him... the building collapsed... things are impermanent!" The lord of the Yin Sha Nether Hall was even more emotional about this. On this day, all places in the world where monks gather, are also in turmoil. It's all about this The field can be called the news of the most glorious battle in the world so far. The most discussed name, only one. Su Yi! Some people respectfully call him Master Su, some call him Immortal Su, some praise his name, and some shock him... To the monks in the world, Su Yi is a legend! A living mythical figure. An unbeatable kendo romantic! It's like exiled immortals come up from the sky, how many times do you see them in the world. ... Big week. It is late at night. Inside the magnificent palace, the lights are bright. A group of beautiful singers danced in thin veils, their graceful skin loomed in the shadow of the lights, and bursts of drum music were melodious and joyful. Zhou Zhili was sitting alone on the dragon chair, but he was stagnant and lonely. He is the emperor admired by the world, with great power and control over the world. But he is the only one who knows what is meant by "loneliness"! "Report-" An old eunuch rushed into the hall like a gust of wind. The cheerful drumming stopped abruptly, and the dancing singers all stopped. "What's the matter?" Zhou Zhili frowned. The old eunuch presented a secret letter that had just been sent from Daxia. After watching it, Zhou Zhili couldn't help being stunned. After a long time, he slammed the dragon chair and laughed excitedly, "From now on, in this mighty world, my brother Su should be respected!" He stood up tall, high-spirited, and laughed. The old eunuch couldn't help but sigh, Your Majesty... but he hasn't been so happy for a long time. "What do you do when you are stunned, I am very excited, don't teach me to sing and dance!" Zhou Zhili said loudly, "Tonight, I want to have a good drink!" Seeing this, the old eunuch hurriedly urged: "Quick, then play music, then dance!" ... late at night. in a restaurant. The lively discussions continued, and the diners were discussing the battle between Su Yi and the seven major forces. Shen Li sat alone in the corner. Listening to those discussions, Shen Li was also emotional. "One person, one sword, destroying the seven major forces together to suppress the world, this Su Yi... is really a person like a fairy in the sky." "However, such a legend is too far away from me after all." Shen Li sighed. He is only a small character on the road of cultivation, he has just shown his prominence, and he can't imagine how terrifying the power of existences like Su Yi. After silently drinking the glass of wine, Shen Li got up and left. No matter how powerful Su Yi is, it has nothing to do with a small person like him, and for him, his own cultivation is more important. "It would be nice if I could meet the senior who taught me the secret method back then. In this case, I can ask him some questions about my practice." Walking on the street, Shen Lian's mind couldn't help but a stern figure appeared in his mind, dressed in a green robe, indifferently out of the dust. He still remembered that the senior once patted his shoulder and told himself, "On this path of cultivation, which is neither good nor evil, black and white, what you have to do is to stick to your heart after you recognize the reality." It was also that senior who taught him the inheritance of the "Mysterious Embryo All Demons". Up to now, Shen Li feels grateful every time he thinks of this moment. "In the eyes of the world, Su Yi is an exiled immortal from heaven, but in my eyes, that senior is the real exiled immortal." Shen Li murmured to himself, "Unfortunately, I just don't know the former Who is the name of the generation..." It was not until many years later that Shen Li, who had grown into a giant, knew that the senior he was deeply grateful for was the exiled immortal in the eyes of the world. It is the legend of the sword that suppressed the great world for 30,000 years! ... "Master, in front of you is the Caoxi Village of Fuxianling, where the two brothers and sisters Cao Ping live, located at the west end of Caoxi Village." "This village is not easy." In the deep and empty night, two figures appeared outside Caoxi Village. One is an old man in a black Taoist robe, and the other is a heroic young man in a white robe. The old man's eyes flashed with brilliance, and Caoxi Village in the middle of the night was shrouded in an invisible aura of peace, as peaceful as a paradise. "What the master said is very true. Since last year, this remote and secular village has changed. No matter which villager, their longevity and fortune are prosperous. Even this small village has never been attacked by fierce beasts." The boy in white robe said, "Especially the two brothers and sisters Cao Ping and Cao An, who are like auspiciousness in the village, they will always encounter some strange good things, so that up to now, the secular people in the area of hundreds of miles are all called by their names. The two of them went down to earth for the lucky stars." The old man nodded and said, "This is the fortune, let's go, let's go to the residence of that pair of brothers and sisters." Having said that, he has already stepped into Caoxi Village. It was late at night, the people in the village had rested, and only a few households still had their oil lamps on. "Amazing! The terrain and mountains of this world have changed. It is not the spiritual energy of heaven and earth that gathers, but the illusory auspicious aura of the Great Dao." Walking into the village, the old man keenly felt a different feeling. The seemingly ordinary village, but because of an auspicious atmosphere, has become like a paradise. The old man couldn't help but be moved, what kind of existence did he take to change the feng shui of this small village and attract the power of auspiciousness from all directions? "Master, the front is where the brothers and sisters live." The white-robed boy pointed to the distance. It was a simple courtyard, scattered with three thatched cottages and a cowshed, with vegetable beds and chicken coops. Such a place to live looks like a poor home. But when the old man saw this courtyard, he quietly paused, his eyes narrowed slightly, and an irresistible look of shock appeared between his brows. The auspicious aura of this place is like a dragon hiding in the abyss, not showing the mountains or dew, not to mention ordinary people, even the monks on the avenue, it is difficult to detect. "Master, I heard that from last year to now, there are many cultivators who came to visit, but without exception, they all retreated quietly, and no one dared to destroy the tranquility of this village." The white-robed boy tutted his tongue in admiration, "Especially during the time when the Great World came, there were so many ferocious monsters and ghosts on Fuxian Mountain, but none of them dared to come to this village to run wild. It's unbelievable. " The old man said, "Is it strange? It's not strange at all." He looked at the lintel of the house in the middle of the courtyard, where there was a piece of red paper with four words written on it: Peace is a blessing. Commonly seen four words. But the handwriting is ancient and vigorous, which makes people feel calm and comfortable when they read it. But in the eyes of the old man, these four characters have a majestic and immeasurable general trend, filled with a mysterious and peaceful charm! His state of mind could not help but tremble inexplicably, and in a trance, it seemed that he was not facing a single word, but a vast world! For a time, the old man's expression changed, his eyes were stunned, and his hands and feet were shaking slightly.
