Chapter 596 Extra 1

On the bustling street, the storyteller vividly described the war that took place two hundred years ago.

"Immortal Tao waved his hand, and the pink butterfly hammer opened and closed, hammering towards the alien race..."

When the speech reached an exciting part, a monk wearing a conical hat quietly left amidst the cheers of the crowd.

When he arrived at the inn room, he took off his hat, and his snake eyes were gentle and calm.

Outside the inn, someone ran and shouted loudly: "The Sanmen sect is accepting disciples! The Sanmen sect is accepting disciples! This is the first time that the sect has accepted disciples this month!"

A hundred years have passed, and the cultivator was in a trance for a moment. Ever since Xi Yan, Sect Master Wen, Yao Zun and others ascended to heaven one after another a hundred years ago, the eldest sister went out to play, and the sect has not accepted any disciples since then.

Speaking of ascension, the number of Xuan Yue people who ascended has increased dramatically in the past two hundred years, as if to make up for the gap of three thousand years.

Of course, according to Old Man Wen and others, the Heavenly Dao is relatively weak and has not yet returned to normal, so ascension becomes easy.

At this moment, a voice sounded from behind: "Xing Zhan, as the Great Elder, why don't you go and take a look?"

Xing Zhan turned around and saw that someone who looked very similar to Han Yueshan appeared behind him.

Xing Zhan said sarcastically, "Your Excellency, your subordinates have not yet completed their reincarnation as animals?"

Three thousand years ago, in order to ensure that the Demon Lord's soul could smoothly enter reincarnation, the Demon Lord's subordinates took on the Demon Lord's sins, and as a result, they were reincarnated as animals for more than three years and have not yet been transformed into humans.

As a result, the Demon Lord owed numerous karmas and was unable to ascend.

If Xiyan had not taken action, it would be unknown when this junior brother Yueshan would be able to be resurrected.

The Demon Lord sighed and said, "Two hundred years have passed, and a new Demon Lord has already emerged. Why do you Sanmen still hate me so much?"

Xing Zhan smiled and said nothing.

It's not that she hates them, but the eldest sister doesn't like the Demon Lord, the Demon Lord, and even Xi Yan, and she also dislikes the scattered sects.

The Demon Lord continued, "However, the current leader of the San Sect is actually Liu Yue? Do those cultivators who came from the Desolate Mountains have any objections?"

Xing Zhan asked, "What does this have to do with you?"

The Demon Lord smiled and said, "In a few hundred years, the Sanmen will definitely split up. One part will pursue ascension, and the other part will build mechas and protect mortals."

"I hope that Your Majesty will have successfully ascended by then."

The Demon Lord choked, speechless. After a period of silence, he decided to explain his purpose: "A woman is about to complete her reincarnation. The situation is quite complicated. Do you want to go and take a look?"

Xing Zhan reacted immediately and put on his hat again.

In a house in the village, a silly girl of twelve or thirteen was sitting on the ground playing with mud.

There was a lush tree behind her, and under the tree stood a bald-headed monk, who looked at the girl patiently and gently.

The sun in the sky gradually moved to the west, and the sunset glow filled the sky. It seemed that tomorrow would be a good day.

Just as the sunset was fading, the girl suddenly stopped, looked down at the dirty mud on her hands, patted them subconsciously, then stood up and turned to look at the monk.

The monk smiled out of habit and said, "Xiao Yu'er, what's wrong? Are you hungry?"

Xiao Yuer walked over step by step and looked at him with her head tilted.

The monk took out a handkerchief and wiped her hands while continuing patiently: "Are you still thirsty?"

Xiao Yuer said, "Flower Monk."

The monk's expression froze and he looked at her in astonishment.

She said, "Long time no see."

Although it was getting dark, the monk felt it was dawn.

The magpies in the distance were calling, but they could not overcome the crying sounds halfway up the mountain.

"That's great, that's great!"

Qianzhen wiped her tears, not knowing why she was crying.

Li Xiu said helplessly: "Master, even the flower monk didn't cry like this."

Qianzhen blew his beard and glared, "He must have cried even harder in private, how could you understand?"

Cheng Wuchou was at a loss whether to laugh or cry, and he poured Tao Zi another cup of tea.

Tao Zi, who had already drunk five cups of tea, said: ...

Xing Zhan calmly brought over a kettle of water and placed it next to Tao Zi.

Xi Jing spoke quickly and bluntly, "Senior Brother Cheng, I don't like tea that much."

Cheng Wuchou smiled and said, "Of course I know."

Tao Zi choked and said, "Brother, there's no need. I just want to go out and play for a while."

Cheng Wuchou said calmly: "Then you should at least bring your seniors or someone else with you."

Han Yueshan wanted to speak, but Cheng Wuchou stopped him with one sentence: "Among these three you brought with you, which one can protect you?"

Tao Zi was helpless. Ever since the great battle two hundred years ago, she had been seriously injured. It took her a long time to recuperate before her strength gradually recovered.

At this point, even with the bonus of luck, he is still at the out-of-body stage.

But some people forget the pain once their injuries have healed, and they suspect that she has gained great benefits. They stare at her and even go so far as to try to kill her and steal her treasure.

Fortunately, there are only a few stupid and bad monks, but several sudden accidents also scared my brother.

but……

"Brother, I'm in the Out-of-Body Stage."

“There are also cases where a God of Transformation was schemed against and perished.”

Tao Zi was silent.

It seems as if...she is the one who schemed against him.

After thinking about it, Tao Zi was too lazy to argue with his brother. He estimated that in another hundred years, he should be back to normal.

Just a hundred years, it passed in a flash.