Chapter 419

"Mu'er, stop God this time. Don't go." Mother-in-law Si whispered.

Qin Mu is stepping up the refining of elixirs to feed Jiaolong. He needs to prepare more elixirs this time when he goes away. He is slightly stunned when he hears the words, and says with a smile, "grandma, I invited them here. How can I not go?"

Mrs. Si shook her head and said, "you are the realm of six harmonies. If you don't go, they won't gossip. In this war, God is afraid to pour out. There are not only the four kings of God, but also other gods... If we lose, you go back to the ruins and don't come out in this life."

Qin Mu was gloomy and was about to speak. Suddenly, the voice of the village head came from a distance: "old lady Si, don't worry about him, let him follow!"

Mrs. Si caught a glimpse of the village head and a group of old men and women laughing and laughing, and she couldn't help but get angry: "the cultivation of the shepherd is still low, and it's useless to go!"

"Why is it useless?"

The village head looked back and said with a smile, "someone has to collect the corpse, right, grandma?"

Mrs. Si was slightly stunned and stopped talking.

Someone must collect the corpse, whether it's the enemy or his own.

In the distance, a group of old men and women laughed. The village head and his old friends talked very happily. Tu Xingfeng talked about their embarrassment in those years, which made everyone laugh, and made the old men and women blush with laughter.

There are many stories between them. There are always many memories of those who fought side by side. Since the village head was disabled, his ambition has been depressed. He has become an old cripple in the disabled village who can't go away in the rain. There is no trace of the emperor in the world, and his comrades in arms are also depressed, no longer appear in the world, and don't interact with each other.

Now, the village head is back, and they are invited to come, even if they are old, but the reunion of old friends seems to return them to the years of passion.

Qin Mu looked at them. These happy old people have their own personalities, and some are not cheerful people, such as Qingyou mountain people. He saw that everyone looked like you owed me money, but now he was happy.

Each of them has a lofty position. Some are the patriarchs of underground races, some are high immortals, some are big monsters worshipped by the world in temples, and some are carrying their people to roam freely in the sea.

Eight poles can't hit people together, because a piece of emperor's seal is gathered together.

The village head was in high spirits and said to the crowd, "burn up the blood in your heart, review the past years, and fight with him!"

Qingyou mountain man laughed and cried: "burn a fart! Your birthday is next year, right? Can it still burn?"

"Do the immortals in xiaoyujing also say dirty words? You have the ability to say dirty words in xiaoyujing. Try it! Qingyou, you can't burn for a few years, and you'll soon be finished like me!"

A group of old people laughed and stamped their feet. Liu Xian smiled and narrowed her eyes into a line, panting, "remember that year? When it comes to fighting, xiaoqingzi ran the fastest, not running to fight, but running to hide!"

"You are no better than me. You always roll up and huddle up!"

The old people laughed again and exposed each other, "Kiyoko still likes fairy Xue Qi. It was Huan who chased her back in those years!"

"Yes, yes, I remember this. This guy has a thick skin! Bah!"

"When snow fairy died that day, little Kiyoko cried like a tearful man."

This sentence came out but no one laughed. Suddenly, Qingyou mountain people wailed and cried. Tu Xingfeng, who said the atmosphere extremely embarrassing, scratched his messy hair and suddenly sighed, "I think of Taoist Lu Feng. I have the best relationship with him. He died for me, and he blocked the other party's fatal blow for me..."

Everyone was silent. After a moment, these old people burst into laughter again, and the embarrassment just now disappeared.

Qin Mu shook his head and urged the Yulong formula. One by one, the Dragon changed its shape and turned into a behemoth for several miles. Everyone climbed onto the back of one by one.

The villa is empty.

They rode the dragon and flew to the ruins. The butcher on the dragon's back threw over wine jars. These older generation strong men drank with wine jars in their arms. Laughter came from time to time. The butcher held up the wine jar and laughed loudly, "you will have to drink 300 cups!"

On the back of another dragon, the lame man cried loudly: "I'm not a tycoon like you, I'm a thief who plays small tricks. What kind of hero do I play with you?"

The old Buddha looked at Ma ye and whispered, "the big Leiyin temple still needs you. Go back, and I'll be here."

Ma Ye calmly said, "you are the Tathagata, and I am also the Tathagata. You know my mind."

The old Buddha was slightly stunned and said, "what if you and I can't come back? What about the great Leiyin temple? What about the Buddha Dharma?"

Ma Ye clasped his hands, and there were 20 kinds of treasures on his face: "do not lose the Dharma, do not lose the Qing."

The old Tathagata suddenly knew his intention: "goodness. If the Tathagata is there or not, the Dharma is there. It does not exist as the Tathagata, and it does not disappear because of the Tathagata. If you understand it thoroughly, you are the Tathagata. If you do not understand it thoroughly, you are a fake monk."

Qin Mu was on the back of a dragon with the village head. Qin Mu kept looking at the village head, and finally couldn't help but whisper, "village head, has the divine bridge been repaired?"

The village head showed a smile on his ravaged old face and said, "how can it be so easy? Repairing the divine bridge is divided into three steps, and each step is extremely difficult. The first step is magpie bridge rhyme, the second part is Xuanyin rhyme, and the third step is Shendu rhyme. Now I have cultivated Xuanyin rhyme, which is very fast. Qingyou, have you repaired your Divine bridge?"

Qingyou mountain man shook his head: "it's still on the Xuanyin formula."

The village head beamed and joked, "if you block God this time, you may die!"

Qingyou mountain's popularity scolded, "old people will curse me!"

The village head laughed: "the old boy, the master of the devil, is still on his way!" Everyone laughed again and was very happy.

The sun is setting and it is getting late.

God.

The obscure voice came from above the altar. It was divine language, and its tone was melodious, not like the voice that human beings can make. Qiao Xingjun, Hua Jun and Yan Xingjun listened respectfully. When the divine language stopped, the three kings stepped back, respectfully, and whispered in unison, "respect the Dharma."

Everything was calm on the altar.

The three gentlemen under the altar looked dignified and said nothing. After a moment, Yan Xingjun couldn't help but say, "do you really want to do this? If you do this, the whole Yankang country is afraid that not many people can survive..."

"I have to."

Qiao Xingjun said in a deep voice, "the state of Yankang has become big. Emperor Yanfeng forged artifacts and killed the Jade King. The emperor's replacement, the law is changing, and the Tao is changing, which has angered the upper level. If we don't do it, we can't protect ourselves. Compared with those low bitches in the lower world, our own life is the most important!"

Hua Jun said, "but that's countless lives..."

"No need to say more."

Qiao Xingjun's face was expressionless, raised his hand and said, "we just need to complete our own duties. We don't ask about cause and effect. Wake up the gods of heaven, and there will be a war in the lower world."

Yan Xingjun and Hua Jun looked dignified. Yan Xingjun came to the horn beside the altar and blew the horn. Suddenly, the sound of the horn spread all over the sky.

Toot, toot——

In heaven, the mountains are towering, and there are many rare animals roaming among the mountains, but the most eye-catching is a huge and towering statue.

That's the statue of gods. It's strange. With the sound of the horn, suddenly the surface of a statue cracks, and the stones are rapidly degenerating. Some turn into dead skin and fall off, while others turn into flesh and blood skin texture.

Suddenly, a stone statue half bent and half knelt, and its huge fist fell to the ground, slowly standing up.

Then, among the towering mountains, stone statues revived, opening their eyes one after another, and the light in their eyes rushed into the sky.

Qiao Xingjun's eyes were like electricity. He swept for a week and shouted in a deep voice, "pick up the guide officer and pave the bridge -"

In the sky of heaven, on a long golden bridge, the God stood there and turned the golden compass in front of him. The compass became brighter and brighter. Suddenly, a golden light shot out from the center of the compass and turned into a golden rainbow bridge, passing through the barrier between heaven and the lower world.

Qiao Xingjun jumped from the corner of his eye and suddenly clenched his teeth and said, "all gods only listen to orders, lower bound!"

The gods and men rose up in the air, turned into rays of light, and flew out of the sky along the light bridge. Suddenly, in the western sky, bright and dazzling stars crossed the sky.

It was night, and eighteen flying stars, dragging a long light, broke through the sky and went east.

On the night of the ruins, it snowed heavily. The young patriarch and the law enforcement elder sat in a ruins and lit a bonfire, which illuminated the surrounding night.

"It's snowing."

The law enforcement elder looked up and saw snowflakes floating from the darkness and falling from their sides: "this winter seems to be particularly long."

The young master stirred the firewood with a fire stick to make the fire burn more vigorously. The campfire beeped, and the sparks floated up along the smoke.

"Not bad. Is it the new year?"

The young master laughed and said, "after the new year, it will slowly warm up."

At this time, suddenly a voice came and said with a smile, "burn the fire up a little, and I'll bake the fire too."

Looking back, they saw a man wearing a hat coming out of the dark and coming to the ruins. He had only nine fingers and exhaled bursts of fog under the hat.

"Aya Jing Daoyou." The young master hurriedly got up and saluted.

Ling Jing Taoist priest returned the salute, took off his hat, stretched out his hand to bake the fire, and his eyes flashed: "did the demon Taoist friends also meet at the call of the emperor's seal?"

The young master shook his head, "I'm not meeting them, but I already know what happened and wait here. Even if I can't wait for them, I can stop the God of heaven first. Lingjing Taoist friend, what about you?"

Taoist Ling Jing smiled, "I hesitated for a long time, and I didn't deal with many people, nor with the old sword God. Look at this finger, it was he who cut it off. But then I figured out that if I didn't keep the promise made by the ancestors of the human race, I would be ashamed to be a man, so I was still ready to go to the meeting."

"Then you don't have to."

The young master laughed and said, "just wait for them here. If they are late, we can delay."

Taoist Ling Jing nodded. The three stopped talking.

At midnight, the snow stopped, and suddenly there were bright stars in the sky, going from west to East.

The young patriarch smiled at the law enforcement elder and said, "take the ashes of Dao you Ling Jing and me back, if you can still find our bones."

The law enforcement elder bowed down and said, "see you off!"

He raised his head, and the young patriarch and Taoist Ling Jing disappeared. Two lights appeared in the air, rising obliquely and intercepting the eighteen moving stars.