Near the village at the foot of Xuanmu Mountain, the fisherman who was fishing seemed to realize something. He opened his eyes, glanced this way, and smiled knowingly.
The woodcutter who was chopping wood also took a breath and turned around.
Seeing the two people hugging each other under the peach tree, the woodcutter grinned and continued to swing his ax to chop wood.
The farmer who was currently cultivating stopped the hoe in his hand, stood up and looked over, with a simple and honest smile on his slightly yellow face.
In front of a thatched cottage at the foot of the mountain, an old man wearing a wide white robe was half lying on a rocking chair, with an open torn book covering his face. His gray beard was being pulled back and forth by several children around him. .
These urchins actually pulled the old man's beard, swinged on the swing, and burst into laughter. They had a great time playing, and the old man was not annoyed.
There are children stepping on the rocking chair, grabbing the old man's beard, clumsily climbing into the old man's arms, and standing on it.
This child's sharp eyes saw a man and a woman under the peach tree in the distance. He couldn't help but widen his eyes and asked: "Grandpa Mountain Chief, who is that hugging Sister Die?"
The old man in white robe did not move, nor did he lift the torn book on his face, but he said: "That man is your Sister Die's Taoist companion, and he is also a great hero of the human race."
"ah?"
Hearing this, many children became interested and rushed to climb on the old man, shouting: "Grandpa Mountain Chief, tell us a story quickly, we want to hear the story of this great hero!"
"hehe."
The old man in white robe laughed and said, "I'm going to take a nap. Someone will tell you in the future."
"Who will tell us?"
"Grandpa Shanzhang, you are lying!"
A group of children were chattering noisily.
The old man in white robe said: "In the future, if you see a white-faced, beardless and slightly fat wandering Taoist priest at the entrance of the village, just grab him."
"Ah? How long will it take?"
Many children asked reluctantly.
"It's coming, it's coming..."
As soon as the old man in white robe finished speaking, a slight snore could be heard between his breaths.
Many children were making noise just now, but when they saw the old man in white robe sleeping, they quickly fell silent, climbed down quietly, and dispersed.
…
A long time passed.
The man and woman under the peach tree reluctantly separated, but they still held each other's hands.
The two sat side by side on a bench under the peach tree and told each other about their love affairs.
Only when Su Zimo stays with Die Yue can he completely relax and ignore the disturbances outside.
It seemed like they were the only two people left in the world.
And Su Zimo could also feel that Dieyue seemed to have changed a bit after her rebirth.
In her expression and words, there was less aloofness and a hint of girlish shyness, making her look even more touching.
Dieyue's reincarnation this time is no longer a butterfly clan, but a human clan.
But there are still many butterflies surrounding her.
Su Zimo asked: "After you were reborn, were you in Xuan Mi Mountain?"
Dieyue shook her head and said: "I was reborn in the northwest territory of the world, where wars were frequent. Fortunately, many butterflies took care of me, so I was protected from the war and gradually grew up."
"When I was ten years old, a woman in white came to me and sent me here."
"The woman in white?"
Su Zimo frowned slightly.
Dieyue said: "She didn't tell her identity before, but now that I have restored my past life memory, I know that she is the Evil Emperor and the Evil Lord of the present world."
"Back then, the evil lord was just a little girl in the Middle Thousand World. It was mainly because she was injured and her realm was suppressed, so she did not return to her peak."
Su Zimo nodded.
The same was true for Brahma, Ghost Mother and Demon Lord back then.
During the great catastrophe that killed the martial arts deity and broke the barriers of the three realms, Brahma Ghost Mother recovered her cultivation and got rid of her old state.
"Why did the evil lord send you here?"
Su Zimo asked.
Dieyue said: "She didn't elaborate. She just said that the war in the northwest was in chaos and she couldn't take care of me, so she brought me here."
“Northwest…”
Su Zimo was thoughtful.
The original holy land of reincarnation was in the northwest territory!
Dieyue said: "The northwest territory was originally ruled by the Celestial Race, and there were thirty-three days in total. After the Demon Lord, the Evil Lord, the Brahma Ghost Mother, and the Lord of Hell ascended, a war broke out with the Thirty-Three Heavenly Palaces in the northwest territory, resulting in countless casualties. "
"Fifty thousand years ago, the Five Holy Lands came to the northwest to help the Thirty-three Heavenly Palace suppress the four forces of the Demon Lord, the Evil Lord, the Brahma Demon Mother, and the Lord of Hell. Eventually, the situation escalated, leading to the outbreak of the War of Saints."
"Both sides have great saints taking action. The Five Holy Lands suffered a lot of casualties and even lost many saints."
Battle of Saints!
The Great Sage takes action!
The saint has fallen!
Just with these few words, it is not difficult to imagine the brutality of the battle in the northwest.
"and after?"
Su Zimo asked.
Dieyue said: "The five holy lands failed to capture the fourth path. The strong men from all walks of life temporarily withdrew for thirty-three days. Both sides cultivated themselves. During this period, there was not much movement."
"The Demon Lord and the Evil Lord are so strong, how can they withstand the siege of the Five Holy Lands?"
Su Zimo was a little surprised.
If the Holy Land of Samsara was so powerful, it would have been impossible to destroy it in the first place.
What's more, the holy land of reincarnation in this life has been destroyed, leaving only the four realms of asuras, ghosts, animals, and hell.
Dieyue shook her head and said: "The Demon Lord, the Evil Lord, the Brahma Demon Mother, and the Lord of Hell should all have become great saints. But why the four paths can withstand the siege of the five holy places, I don't know the specific situation."
Su Zimo suddenly remembered that Feng Bo had mentioned something when he was at the Ancestral Fire Holy Land.
Lord Zhutian is in retreat to heal his wounds.
Now that I think about it, Lord Zhutian's injuries were most likely caused by the Thirty-three Days Battlefield.
After returning from this life, the masters of the four paths have become great saints.
Su Zimo didn't care whether he was a demon lord, an evil lord, even the lord of hell, or a great sage.
Just because the Brahma Ghost Mother has become a great sage, it means that the difficulty of seeking revenge from her has increased countless times!
At the same time, Su Zimo also wanted to understand something.
More than six billion years ago, why did the major holy places send saints to come to the Middle Thousand World in person, establish heaven, and seal off the Middle Thousand World
It is true that he is the Lord of the Four Paths. He is too powerful and will cause endless troubles.
Only saints possess endless longevity and can suppress the Lord of the Four Paths in the Middle Thousand World forever, unable to ascend to the Great Thousand.
In this life, if the martial arts master had not appeared out of nowhere, the master of the four paths would still have no chance to break the blockade of heaven.
"Did the human race participate in that battle?"
Su Zimo asked.
Dieyue shook her head and said: "That war has finally risen to the level of a battle between saints, and even the major saint masters have taken action. If there is no saint in the human race, it will be a waste of death."
Hearing again that there were no saints in the human race, Su Zimo's heart moved and he couldn't help but ask: "Why are there no saints in the human race?"