The sky here is bluer than that in other places, and the white clouds seem particularly obvious. Looking at it with your eyes, it seems to be right in front of you.

The old place had been destroyed by Xingguan's anger, so they had to wander around the surrounding mountains and rivers.

Sang was full of worries, and Xingguan didn't speak.

While the two were crossing a cliff, they suddenly heard noisy voices.

"The gods are angry, why are we?" Someone was worried and kept mumbling something.

"I could see clearly when the sacred mountain broke. It was definitely a punishment from heaven!"

"The weather has been good recently, and there has been no evil disaster. How can the heavenly punishment be? According to me, it is clear that there are demons born. We have to move away quickly and report to the immortals in the fairy city." An old man with white hair and sparse hair on his face wrapped in a thick fur coat and expressed his thoughts.

"Are there really immortals in the world?" The child was confused.

"There are no immortals? They are just more powerful martial arts masters." A man frowned with a sweaty cigarette in his mouth. "If there are really immortals, why don't they come to help us? Since the sacred mountain broke, my family's fields have changed. They are either as high as houses or as low as deep pits, and the harvest is gone."

"Yes, if there were really immortals, wouldn't we ordinary mortals be unable to eat when we watched the demons come out?" The women were heartbroken when they thought about the precious food that suddenly disappeared.

Hearing this, Sang couldn't help but look at Xingguan beside him: "It's really an evil demon."

"You are the culprit." Xingguan relaxed and arranged the depression of the fragments tragically dying, thinking that the man should be more generous. After all, Sang also helped him retrieve the fragments. He chose to forgive her, but he could not admit defeat.

"I am the culprit, but you are also an accomplice." Sang is not the kind of person who just admits his conscience, especially for Xingguan, who cannot retreat.

Xingguan spread his hands: "So, what do you want?"

"Of course, it's time to make up for the losses of these people with me." Sang said, and a thought suddenly arose in his heart. She looked up slightly and looked at Xingguan's eyes, stretched out her hand, and said, "Let's make an agreement."

"Hmm? Say it." Xingguan looked at her.

"In the future, no matter what kind of grudges we have, we will resolve them. Don't harm others at will. This is not good." Sang couldn't say anything bad, but she just felt it was not good.

Xingguan thought she was going to say something amazing, but it turned out to be such a small thing. He casually responded: "Yes."

"That's good." Sang felt relieved, and then thought, "It's not right, there will be no grudges between them."

As expected, she has become stupid recently and she actually talks nonsense.

However, it works now.

Sang pulled Xingguan and left: "Come with me to help these people, you evil demons will also take the opportunity to accumulate some merits."

"I am not an evil demon, I am a traditional demon." Xingguan felt it necessary to find some time to talk to Sang about his feet, so that she would not always make groundless guesses about some messy things.

After a while, after checking around the village of this group, they found that... the merit is not to be considered.

The mountains changed the terrain. Fortunately, there were few people here and there were not many birds and animals. Otherwise, I would not know how many creatures would harm.

"Xingguan, you can do it." Sang Liangliang said.

I saw that many of the fields in this human settlement village had deformed and showed a trend of ups and downs. The green seedlings that had finally grown in this bitter and cold place were almost dead.

At this time, a sound of gongs and drums came. Sang and Xingguan looked back and saw that the villagers had actually ran to the changing fields and knelt down.

It turned out that they actually thought that a demon was born here, so they came to worship, hoping to let them go.

While worshiping, they also offered many tributes, to be precise, such as a woman and a child tied up.

“…”

Sang was speechless and had to sigh that these people were moving so fast.

"Absurd!" Xingguan showed his body, and with a wave of long sleeves, a gust of black wind was gust of evil spirits, which broke the ropes on the sacrifices, and also blew these people over.

"God, we will definitely offer better gifts!" Everyone struggled and got up in the strong wind, in great fear.

Sang stretched out his hand, and the power was released together, and finally stopped the strong wind. She also showed her appearance and said seriously to the villagers: "Okay, there are no demons here, you don't need to worship."

The two of them stood in the air with black and white. Because their faces were not very gentle, the villagers mistakenly thought it was Hell's impermanence from Hell, and they knelt down and did not dare to look up at them.

Sang sighed slightly, preparing to take action to restore the place to level and resurrect the green seedlings, but she was suppressed by Xingguan just as she raised her hand.

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"If you don't understand the principles of the Great Dao, so what if you help them? If there are demons taking the opportunity to cause trouble in the future, they will only be even more miserable."

"What about that?"

"Explanation of the truth."

Xingguan landed on the ground, kicked the leader down, pointed to the nearby mountains and rivers and said, "Where did the demons come from? It was just the trend of the earth veins caused by the collapse of the mountains, causing uneven force here."

"One side is heavy and the other side is light, the ground will inevitably be disordered." Xingguan said, stepping on the ground, and the whole earth rumbled.

After a moment, dust flew, and I saw that the fields that were originally uneven were all flat. Not only here, but even the hillsides in the distance were shaken, which seemed particularly smooth.

Sang also fell from the air. She could see clearly on it just now. Xingguan's slight kick actually made the whole earth tremble. There is no need to mention the strength, and the accuracy of control made her sigh.

The villagers were stunned. Their ancestors lived on this desolate plateau for generations. Have they seen such a formation? Could it be a miracle?

They couldn't help but look at Xingguan and Sang, and their eyes changed.

Sang's face slowed down and he smiled slightly: "We are just ordinary monks. The mountains and rivers were accidentally destroyed when we fought. I'm sorry for causing trouble for you."

Everyone was silent for a long time, and a woman whispered that the fields were flat but the crops were gone and she was still hungry.

Upon hearing this, Sang reached out to take out the long sword and picked it up nearby. The gentle wind picked out some green seedlings that were still alive.

Her four-season sword technique has been practiced in a harmonious way. In combination with Shuimu's resurrection technique, these young seedlings were quickly extended into a large area.

The land that had been destroyed several times, green patches spread across the land. The mulberry did not ripen it, but instead cultivated it to its original size and then stopped.

"In this way, you can continue to live with peace of mind." Sang and Xingguan looked at each other, stood up and flew into the blue sky, not staying here for more.

Flying high in the sky while walking on the colorful somersault, Sang couldn't help but ask: "Why did you stop me from banning their memories?"

"It's not shameful. What's the point of banning? You righteous people are hypocritical." Xingguan lowered his eyes and looked at the sword in her hand, "How are you practicing sword skills?"
Chapter completed!