"Be quicker."
The silent strange man in green clothes suddenly said: "His vitality is cut off, Wu Wubi will definitely sense it."
Powerhouses in the sacred domain like Bian Yang Hong and Wu Wu Wu must have left their imprints in the sea of consciousness of their sons, using this as the final guarantee of safety.
The aura of this strange man in Tsing Yi can isolate the movement in the restaurant from the chill released by the previous wine pastoral poem from the world, but it cannot sever the connection between the true blood and soul.
Mu Jiushi woke up from her slightly bewildered mood, stretched out her fingers lightly and flicked.
A very gentle wind shot out from her fingertips and landed on Bie Tianxin's body.
With a rustling sound, the ice sculpture collapsed into countless pieces, and then was blown by the wind, becoming even more shattered until it turned into fine sand-like crystalline particles.
The strange man in Tsing Yi stretched out his hand, rolled up the grains on the floor into his sleeve, and walked out of the restaurant with the poem of pastoral wine.
A priest entered the room and swept the floor with a broom.
If Chen Changsheng was present, he would definitely be able to recognize who this priest was, because this priest was an old acquaintance of the Orthodox Academy.
Missionary Xin from the Jiaoshu Office reappeared after three years, but suddenly appeared in Fengyang County. Why
Missionary Xin went to the next room to get a stool, sat in the corridor not far away, closed his eyes and began to wait.
His face was a little ugly, because he was waiting to die.
A fishing boat left the wharf of Fengyang County and went up the Xiajiang River. After leaving people's sight, it moved forward without wind and at an unimaginable speed.
It didn't take long before the fishing boat came to a river dozens of miles away.
Standing at the bow of the boat, the strange man in Tsing Yi quietly looked at the turbulent river. He didn't know what he wanted to see from it, or did he want to find the traces that someone stepped on not long ago
Sitting in the boat, Mu Jiushi looked at the back of the strange man in green and said, "The black dragon is not in Fengyang County today."
The strange man in blue said, "Yes."
Mu Jiushi was puzzled and said, "Since you can't do it in Hanqiu City, why can you do it today?"
The strange man in blue said: "First of all, time is very tight. Secondly, I don't know where the black dragon was that day, but I know where she is today, and no one else knows."
Mujiu Shi couldn't understand, but she believed his words.
The strange man in Tsing Yi didn't know what he saw, so he flicked his sleeves lightly.
Those crystal powders that were still cold fell from his cuffs, and after being washed by the rushing river, there were no traces, no ripples at all.
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There are many tributaries in the upper reaches of the Hen River. One of the tributaries has clear water and many wild trees grow beside the river. The scenery is beautiful, and it is named Tongjiang.
The green and steep mountains in the upper reaches of the Tongjiang River are part of Tiannan Wulu.
There is a mountain deep in the mountains, which is shrouded in clouds and mists all year round, making it particularly mysterious and holy.
That is the sacred place in the hearts of countless ascetics and believers - Saintess Peak.
Nanxizhai is located on the Saintess Peak, and its jurisdiction is even larger. At least hundreds of peaks and thousands of miles of wilderness belong to it.
Nanxi Zhai, like the Changsheng Sect, is the ancestral home of the Southern School of the state religion. There are many affiliated small sects such as Cijian Temple and Hehuachi, plus the ordinary people who have lived here for generations, it is very crowded and lively, especially The small town by the Tongjiang River was even more lively.
One afternoon, the riverside outside the small town was as quiet as usual, when suddenly a hurricane broke out out of nowhere, the reeds in the river died to meet it, and the cattle on the meadow ran away in panic.
Two dark green rays of light flashed in the air.
A little girl with a sluggish expression appeared by the river, it was Nanke.
Chen Changsheng got up from the ground, brushed the dust off his body, glanced at Nanke, and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.
Immediately afterwards, the three of them fell out of nowhere and landed on the meadow.
Tang Thirty-six and Hu Thirty-two were still normal, just like before entering Zhou Garden.
But Zhexiu was in a bit of a mess, there was more dust on his clothes than Chen Changsheng's, and there were a few cuts, and there was even a wound on his face.
Chen Changsheng was very surprised, thinking that there should be no enemies in the Zhou Garden, who is he fighting so fiercely with
Looking into his eyes, Zhexiu said: "I fought with those monsters."
Hearing these words, Tang Sanshiliu shook his head repeatedly remembering the scene at that time, and Hu Sanshishi also had a complicated expression on his face.
At that time, they were sitting on the highest place of Zhou Tomb, thick smoke was billowing outside Zhou Tomb, monsters came rushing in like a tide, and their angry roars seemed to tear the sky apart.
Zhexiu was like a rock, sometimes submerged in it, and sometimes reappeared, which made them admire and worry at the same time.
Chen Changsheng didn't ask Zhexiu why he wanted to fight those monsters, because he knew the reason.
Back then in the grassland where the sun never sets, Zhexiu was blind, and fled around with Qijian on his back, and had already formed a deep hatred with those monsters.
Hu Thirty-two looked at Chen Changsheng with an even more respectful expression.
When he was in Wenshui City and the canyon, the bishop's attitude towards Chen Changsheng was extremely respectful, and it also came from the heart, but now his respect comes from deeper in his heart.
How to judge the ability or potential of a truly strong person? One of the easiest ways to do that is by looking at the size of the small world they have.
The larger the small world that can be controlled, the higher the level.
Now he has confirmed the rumor that Zhou Garden is indeed in the hands of His Majesty the Pope.
When he was serving in Qingxian Hall many years ago, he had entered the Green Leaf World of the previous Pope.
He was very sure that the Green Leaf World was far less big than Zhou Yuan.
This made him more confident in His Majesty the Pope, the state religion, and... his own future.
Naturally, Chen Changsheng didn't know that allowing Hu Thirty-two to enter the Zhou Garden, just like letting Eucalyptus and Chen Chou enter the Zhou Garden, would bring these benefits.
At this time, his eyes fell on the mountains far away.
The mountains are beautiful, and the mountains are full of rich green. Even under the sun at noon, there is still no dryness, and the heart feels peaceful when you see it.
The more you go to the mountains, the denser the vegetation, the deeper the greenery, but it is not redundant, and the color is diluted by the increasing clouds and mists, making it more beautiful.
And in the deepest part of the cloud and mist, there is a very high mountain faintly, which seems real or virtual, and it is impossible to see the true face clearly.
That is the Saintess Peak
Looking at the mountain peak in the distance, Tang Thirty-Six was also a little excited, knowing that the Holy Maiden Peak is a famous holy place, and it was the first time he saw it with his own eyes.
Chen Changsheng's emotional change was more because the Saintess Peak was the place where Xu Yourong lived and practiced.
In Xu Yourong's later letters, he did not mention the appearance of the Saintess Peak.
He had imagined it many times.
Although Xu Yourong should still be in seclusion at this time, unable to meet each other.
But thinking of her on that mountain, he still felt a lot of longing.
Just like the most clichéd description.
At this time, he wished he could put on his wings and fly over.
Nanke walked up to him, looked up at him and said seriously: "You want to fly? Then tell me."