This time, he was not alone. There were six more figures beside him, six slanting shadows reflected in the sunset. They were holding hands, talking and laughing all the way, and had a great time chatting with each other.
The Xuanhuang Western Desert is no smaller than the Southern Territory. The land is vast and vast, with vast plains, many giant mountains, and large rivers crisscrossing it. Long rivers roll in, carrying the dust of history and witnessing the vicissitudes of life.
Different from the Southern Region, this Western Desert has a touch of solemnity and peace. There is an additional power of faith in the flying spiritual power, covering this land like a holy coat.
There are many temples in the Western Desert, which are holy places for the Buddha. All living beings worship the Buddha devoutly and gather surging thoughts for the Buddha. In the eyes of the world, they are the Buddha. Mortals kneel down and pray for peace.
Three nights later, the seven people entered the first ancient city since entering the Western Desert: Mercy City.
Every ancient city has its legends, and this Mercy City is no exception. It is said that in ancient times, a venerable man came here to spread Buddhism and achieved enlightenment again. Later generations were called the Mercy Master.
The name of this ancient city was passed down from that time to warn the world to be compassionate.
Upon entering the city, the seven of them smelled the scent of incense. The incense was so strong that it filled the entire Mercy Ancient City. It seemed as if they were entering not an ancient city but a temple. The scent of incense was everywhere.
"The Southern Territory was very lively the past few days!" Even though the incense was strong, it was still a mortal world. Wherever people gathered, there were legends. The Mercy City was full of discussions at night.
"The Holy Eucharist has gone, how can it not be noisy?" There were many sighs and tongue-smacking voices in the tea stalls and wine shops, "His journey has proved a truth. Wherever he is, it will be lively."
"The grand gathering of all races was messed up because of him. Too many race princes were wiped out, and the four emperors' heavenly tribulations were triggered. Because of him, all races almost went to war, but they all carried the imperial soldiers."
"It's ridiculous that Prince Jinwu and Prince Kunpeng, even though their holy bodies are gone, they still insist on looking for excitement. They were killed with a carbine. They didn't tell them that they were dead, but they also hurt the clan members and suffered a lot of casualties."
"Prince Kunpeng, in particular, heard that the holy body was infiltrated into the Kunpeng clan and abducted by force. Because of this, Kunpeng ancestor was so angry that he called on all races and issued a wanted order for all races."
"It's a pity that the Holy Body is weak and weak." Sighs came one after another. "I heard that in order to capture him, more than five thousand races participated, and there were nine quasi-emperors. Nine Ji Dao Emperor soldiers were mobilized, and the Holy Body came out again and again. , but you can’t escape death in the end. Being buried in the underworld can be considered a peaceful life.”
"Speaking of the underworld, it's really weird." When the name of the restricted area was mentioned, many people couldn't help but shudder. "Counting the holy bodies, four died, and each of them died in extremely miserable ways!"
"I'm surprised, why are there legends about you everywhere." The little ape emperor carried the endless iron rod and rolled his eyes at Ye Chen angrily, "Can you make us popular too?"
"Fellow Taoist, have you ever seen this woman?" Ye Chen ignored the words of the little ape emperor. He was currently carrying a portrait and asking everyone on the street.
As for the person in the portrait, she is a woman, naturally Chu Xuaner and Chu Ling.
He came to the Xuanhuang West Desert to find the woman from the City Without Tears. If she really looked exactly like the person in the portrait, it goes without saying that she was probably one of them.
However, when he asked along the way, the responses he received mostly shook his head and said, "I haven't seen it before."
"Does fellow Taoist know about the City without Tears that came to the Western Desert before?" Ye Chen did not give up and asked this question every time, "Does the woman who came from the City without Tears know where she is now?"
"I entered a nunnery to practice, I don't know which one." This is the answer from many people.
"Thank you." Ye Chen felt a little regretful and fell into silence. There are many temples in the mysterious Western Desert, and they are searched one after another. Even if they die, they may not be able to find them all. The only reason is that the Western Desert is too big.
"I asked. The teleportation array in this city is damaged and can only be opened tomorrow." Bei Mingyu and Immortal King Crane came back from one side. "It's getting late. We might as well rest here for the night."
"That's fine." Ye Chen replied casually.
"Eh? Who is this girl? She's so handsome." Immortal King He took the scroll from Ye Chen's hand.
"It goes without saying that it must be the seventh younger brother and sister." Kui Niu took it and drooled at the sight.
"How about you lend me a night?" The little ape emperor poked Ye Chen and smiled extremely obscenely.
As soon as he finished speaking, the guy flew out and went directly to the sky, where he didn't come down for a long time.
Kui Niu and Dadi Wu Xiong swallowed their saliva one after another and returned the scroll to Ye Chen. Regardless of whether he was ranked seventh, he was the most fierce, so don't make fun of him.
Ye Chen walked away, not forgetting to glance at the sky. If he saw the little ape emperor falling down, he would not hesitate to touch him again. Do you dare to think about my woman
Kui Niu, Pangolin and others also took a look, then walked arm in arm to the ancient city.
Before coming, they had inquired clearly that there is a brothel in this city, and the purple colors are all good. This group went to drink flower wine, and if they didn't get enough, they could sleep on one or two. This was their consistent goal.
Ye Chen was much more normal. He walked around and asked questions, and during this period, he also traveled around the world to find reincarnations.
Unfortunately, there was no reincarnation in this Mercy City, and because he moved Zhoutian Evolution again, his longevity and cultivation were devoured, and his realm had fallen to the level of a saint.
In other words, it won't be long before he falls down from the saint level and becomes a quasi-saint level.
Suddenly, he stopped in front of a small stall that sold magical artifacts. The owner of the stall was an old man. Maybe his business was not good. He was dozing off with his hands in his hands, snoring loudly.
He did not bother the old man, but raised his hand and grabbed an iron rod from the stall. Well, to be more precise, it should be an iron whip. It was black and felt very heavy.
"The Divine Whip." He frowned, extremely sure that this was the Divine Whip he had used before.
More than two hundred years ago, he bought the Divine Whip at the Chutian Xuanmen auction.
More than a hundred years ago, in order to save the great Chu Huang Yan, she was abducted by Siming Xingjun and said that she belonged to Jiang Taigong.
What surprised him was that the Divine Whip appeared in all the worlds again, which he couldn't figure out.
The Divine Whip seems to remember him, and it buzzes in his hand, as if he is happy, as if he is missing him.
"Why are you back again?" Ye Chen smiled and touched her gently, as if he were his own relative.
"Little friend, have you fallen in love with this iron whip? It's cheaper for you." The old man woke up, stretched out, and then took out the wine bottle and took a sip. He looked like he was enjoying it.
"Senior, where did you get this iron whip?" Ye Chen asked.
"A tomb robber sold it to me, saying it was a treasure." The old man said and yawned.
"Grave robber?"
"How about I sell it to you for 100,000 yuan? This is a treasure."
"Yes." Ye Chen didn't bargain, left the storage bag containing 100,000 Origin Stones, and turned to leave.
"It's so simple. If I had known better, I would order more." The old man curled his lips, collected the storage bag, and started to clean up the stall. Business was not easy to do, so he would go home early and go home early, and he could also go to the brothel for a tour.
Ye Chen walked on the bustling street, holding the magic whip and looking over and over.
I still don’t understand how the magic whip that was taken to heaven escaped again, and even ran into the hands of tomb robbers. Could it be that Jiang Taigong threw it down, and who picked it up belongs to whom
It's a pity that although the Divine Whip is overbearing, it only has spirituality but no spiritual wisdom. If it has spiritual wisdom, you can ask it directly.
All the divine objects in the heaven are extraordinary, not to mention Jiang Taigong's artifact, which is the handler of the heaven. All the gods in the heaven are conferred by him, and the eight achievements of beating the gods are those of beating the gods.
He never found out the reason, so he had to put away the magic whip. He was still very affectionate to it. It had been with him for at least a hundred years. It was also a treasure brought from Da Chu. After such a long time, it was very handy to use it.
He took out the scroll again and asked questions along the way.
Unknowingly, he came to a City God's Temple.
At night, the Chenghuang Temple is still crowded with people. There are many people coming in and out. More than 90% of them are mortals, praying for peace, wealth, and good luck.
There is a huge incense burner filled with sandalwood, and there is also a cornucopia filled with copper coins.
Ye Chen remained silent, looking at the mortals who were kneeling and worshiping devoutly, he couldn't help but smile.
A long time ago, before he embarked on the path of a monk, he, like them, knelt down before the Buddha statue in the ruined temple in the dark night, hoping that he too could have a warm home, enough food every day, and no need to suffer from hunger. When you are hungry, you don’t have to compete with wild dogs for food.
It was time for the gods to open their eyes and let him become a monk. Except for a warm home, all his wishes have been fulfilled. But the more he sees and the more he experiences, the more he realizes how ridiculous the world of mortals is.
Are there really gods in this world? Ye Chen laughed at himself, in the eyes of mortals, they are aloof immortals. Mortals kneel down to worship the immortals. Where are the immortals? Who should I kneel down to? Kneel down to the sky
After taking one last look, he went directly into the main hall of the City God's Temple, where he saw a statue of a god.
Mortals call him the City God, and he is the patron saint of the city. Almost every city in the mortal world has a City God temple, and they all worship the City God, treating him as a god and often kneeling down to worship him.
Ye Chen didn't understand why Mercy City, which was named after Buddhism, had a City God's Temple, one Buddha and one City God. They were two gods. Which one should the world believe in
"If you can really manifest a spirit, can you also fulfill a long-cherished wish for me?" Ye Chen smiled slightly, picked up the sandalwood, pointed at it, gently inserted it into the incense burner, and bowed his hands.
However, when he finished the salute, he found that the sandalwood stick was bent towards him, as if a person was saluting.
In other words, the City God couldn't stand his worship, so he used sandalwood as a matchmaker to return a great gift to him. He was an immortal and his rank was much higher than him. Worshiping it would harm the so-called incense.
"You have a spirit, from heaven?" Ye Chen wiped his hands with sandalwood and looked at the city god with a smile.
"It's just a trace of soul. The real residence of the City God is in the heaven." The stone statue of the City God spoke.
"Have you ever seen her?" Ye Chen said, taking out the portrait of Chu Xuan and Chu Ling.
"Once upon a time, there was a woman, just like you, holding a portrait and asking me like this." The City God smiled, "The person in her painting was you, but she didn't know that the person in your painting was her." [First release of this chapter. , please remember the URL ()]