Nanhua County Town.

There are often rolling thunder in the sky. Logically speaking, it shouldn’t be thunder in winter, and it shouldn’t be thunder in sunny days. However, the thunder in the clouds is endless day and night, which makes people panic and think something is going to happen.

Yanzi originally thought that after he came back from the mountains, he should have gone to the mountains for one or two more trips.

According to his guess, since the Pingzhou Mountain God knew the purpose of his visit, he still invited the teacher to visit him. It was an intention, but this matter was important after all. Even if the Pingzhou Mountain God is irritable and aggressive, his dissatisfaction and threat to the Heavenly Palace were enough to support him to agree to help him without asking or not, but other things, such as how the teacher wants, how to fight, how to win, and what benefits can the Pingzhou Mountain God get from this after winning, all these need to be discussed.

However, the gentleman did not ask him to go.

I don’t know if it was because the gods in the sky were urging more and the surveillance became more and more strict. The gentleman felt that his Taoism was low and he was unwilling to take risks himself, or he had already talked with the Pingzhou Mountain God in his dream, or the two sides had a tacit understanding, and there was no need to talk about it. Even the Pingzhou Mountain God was so irritable that he didn’t care about anything else and wanted to fight with the Heavenly Palace.

Swallow can't figure it out.

I just stood on the roof of the inn at noon, and the sun was drowsy. When my eyes narrowed, my ancestors and gods came to my dreams.

He is both a god and an ancestor.

Although the old Yanxian is a thousand-year-old monster, although he is not good at fighting, he has achieved great accomplishments in many other aspects except fighting. He also dabbled in dreams, which clearly restored the scene of his hometown in Yan'an's dream.

Among the mountains, the manor is elegant.

The old man was wearing a black and white robe, with a still-faced face, and his figure was much taller.

As soon as the swallow saw him, he bowed and bowed.

"I've met my ancestors."

“How have you been lately?”

"Go back to our ancestors, everything is fine."

"The four saints and the disciples under the seat have already gone down to the realm. The Emperor of Heaven has also called out all the priests who can be mobilized, and has also invited two Buddhas from the Western Heaven. At the same time, there are strange phenomena in the world." The old man said to the young man bluntly, "You have greatly improved your Taoism, but it has no effect in this battle. To prevent the impact, remember to stay away."

After hearing this, the boy asked in an instant:

"Where is the ancestor?"

"I?"

The old man showed helplessness and shook his head and said, "I was able to become a god and owe others favors by your gentleman. Later, I promised him in Changjing to help him. Haha, I felt something wrong at that time, but I didn't expect that after waiting for more than ten years, I was waiting for me for such a big thing."

As he said that, he couldn't help but pause.

"If I had known..."

But this sentence was not finished.

Lao Yanxian just remembered that when his life was over, if he failed to seek the right path of the god, he would either die or have an old and weak god in Anqing.

In fact, if I had known it, I wouldn't know what to choose.

"Are our ancestors going to help you?" Yanzi asked afterwards.

"Your sin! I became a god with my reputation in Anqing. How could I betray the promise?" The old man seemed angry and glared, "Did you have become more courageous over the years, but have forgotten the etiquette?"

"In this case, Yan An will have to wait outside for the husband and ancestors to return victoriously."

"You're so sure that who can win?"

"Yan'an doesn't know."

The boy answered truthfully, his voice calm.

"Then you are brave!"

"Yan'an only knows that this year she has walked a lake called Jingdao Lake. The Jingdao Lake God is a god with integrity and chivalrous spirit. She has shallow deeds and low power. However, she just talked to her husband and was willing to help her with her weak body, regardless of success or failure, whether she would be implicated." The young man said, "A god doesn't have much contact with her husband, and she can do this. Yan'an has been with her husband for many years, so why don't he trust her?"

The boy looked up at the old man: "So Yan'an is not brave, but it should be."

"good!

“Okay…”

The old man was very satisfied and smiled with his beard.

The Anqing Yanzi clan originated from him, but since he had no descendants who could catch up with him - it was not that the descendants were not as talented as him. In fact, over the years, every few generations of descendants would have a very outstanding talent. However, practicing the same path is not that simple. Either it is insufficient here, there is insufficient, or it is mistaken in this way or it is misled in that way. For more than 800 years, no descendant has been able to achieve his cultivation, let alone be better than the blue.

Now there is one.

"You must tell your sir that I am not good at fighting, but sometimes I can help you."

“Puff…”

Countless swallows flew out of the villa and also flew out of the swallow's dream.

...

In the north, there are ghost markets in the deep mountains.

The one who commanded this place was a ghost king. It is said that this ghost king jumped out of heaven and earth and was not in the five elements. Even if there is another underworld underground in the mortal world, he cannot be found in the underworld.

No one knows that he is here.

The Ghost King is tolerant by nature and has opened the mountain ghost market. No matter the monsters and monsters, they can come here to trade, and there is never a restriction on categories. However, no mortals can come here, and the gods do not know this place. In the past ten years, there are more and more monsters and monsters on earth, and the ghost market has become more and more prosperous. The Ghost King is like a boss.

However, the Ghost King also has a weird temper and loves to listen and praise.

I love listening very much.

Every day, the demons and ghosts under his command have to praise him for two hours, and they have to change their tricks. Whoever praises him comfortably can become an official. If one day he can't make a new idea, he will be removed from his official position. The weak or newly-established demons in the mountains want the Ghost King to guide him in his practice. If a few words are praised, they will often get what they want. If these small habits that ordinary people have are too serious, they will become strange diseases.

"Last year, the bell rang, and the sound of thunder was known to everyone in the world. Now there is another thunder sound. It seems to be quite powerful and spread far. I want me to say that it is not a skill to spread far. If the king is like this, no one knows in the world, no one knows it. It is the skill to do it!"

"Yeah yeah……"

"That's right!"

"How could Emperor Zhong compare with the king that day? That's this time, hey, which ancient gods and powerful people were here just now, how could he compare with the king?"

"It's not that good!"

"If the king takes action, wouldn't it be destroyed in the blink of an eye?"

"It won't take that long! It won't take it!"

“…”

The old ghost on the Black Stone Throne laughed loudly. He was both cheerful and happy in his heart when he heard the praises. He also felt that these monsters who were lowly and had not practiced for a long time and did not even know each other were childish and ridiculous. The thunder that was heard from afar was naturally happy in his heart.

Then he stood up after a flash.

“…”

It suddenly became quiet in the hole.

All the goblins looked at him.

"You are here, don't go out. I have to go out for some small things. If you don't come back, don't leave here easily. If you leave, you won't be able to come back."

"Where is the king going?"

"Go and see the powerful ancient gods you just mentioned."

“…”

Many demons were stunned on the spot.

However, the Ghost King turned into a black wind and left in an instant.

He has never seen or recognized Fulong Temple today. He is the disciple of Tiansang Taoist and the disciple of Duoxing Nuwa. He has seen both of these.

...

In the mountains of Yunzhou, two old men are playing chess.

There is a sound of a woodcutter chopping wood in the distance.

The old man talked in a low voice.

There was a faint thunder sound in the world. When it came here, mortals could no longer hear it.

“It’s coming again…”

"yes……"

"The descendants of Fulongguan are fine if they meet Ansheng, but when they encounter uneasy, they do things bigger than the other."

"How many ancient gods are these?"

"A few people."

"Do you want to go and have a look?"

"Go and have a look."

"I'm afraid we can't help with the old bones in front of the ancient gods."

"Look at it."

"Swish..."

The woodcutter in the mountains opened the woods and came here.

It seemed that I heard the voices of people. After coming, I vaguely saw two old men playing chess in front of me. But in the blink of an eye, the two old men disappeared completely, as if they were just dazzled, but the chess table in front was still in front of me, and there were chess pieces on the chess board.
To be continued...