Today's strange phenomenon of the sun suddenly being hidden is just a rather novel experience and a topic of conversation among the common people. However, in the eyes of those who have some Taoist practice, it is extremely strange. The Mingzhen Taoist Alliance has been asking and begging Taoist priests with innate Qi or higher-level immortals to come and answer the questions. The files requesting the explanation of this strange celestial phenomenon are full.

The Taoist master of the Xiantian Yiqi may have tried to answer it.

Those who have cultivated to the level of true human beings on earth do not utter a word.

As for those hermits and sages who have the talents of human and earthly immortals, as well as the gods of the earth and water officials, they would not even bother to ask about it.

The way he acted was as if he had no idea this thing was happening.

Even if someone came to ask, he would just play dumb.

What? The sun was swallowed? The seven stars of Xuanwu were bright? There was no way such a thing could happen!

Me? I don't know!

The higher the level of cultivation, the more fearful one becomes, and the more one wishes to get as far away from it as possible.

Why would you come up to ask?

However, the aftermath has not yet ceased. Faintly, it seems that the atmosphere of the entire world has improved a lot. No one wants to be targeted by that group of ruthless people. In Zhongzhou, with the support from all over, Zhongzhou has finally breathed a sigh of relief from the previous disaster. With the flow of people from other places, Zhongzhou is slowly recovering.

The white-haired young Taoist priest still goes to the city to cure illnesses and save lives, and in his free time he slowly recuperates himself.

The armor of the True Lord on his primordial spirit has also been lost. Now without the North Pole Exorcism Institute and the majestic momentum, he is still just an ordinary young Taoist priest. His innate Qi has been lost, and his Taoist foundation has been damaged. Three decades of his life have been cut short. It is still unclear whether he can cultivate to the level of a True Lord. When he is refining Qi, he can clearly feel his own depletion and weakness.

When Zhongzhou was in trouble before, Qi Wuhuo gathered the good fortune of the mountains, rivers, earth gods and humanity of Zhongzhou to form the Xuantan Grand Ceremony. The prerequisite for slashing out that sword was to use the method of Lingbao to refine the traces of mountains, rivers and earth gods into a scroll. When the sword was out, the scroll was also completed. The previous piece of white paper has become larger, and it is densely packed with the scenery of Zhongzhou for thousands of miles.

Natural achievements, no matter their origin or accomplishments, can be described as miraculous work of nature.

But it is a scenery that even the best painter in the world finds difficult to paint.

However, the Lianyang Sword and the little peacock were well fed.

The young Taoist held the sword and looked at it. The original Lianyang Sword was in the shape of an ancient sword, hanging on the top of the Lu Zu Tower, exposed to the wind, sun and rain. After swallowing flesh and blood several times, it turned into a bloody appearance, and its appearance was vaguely ominous. But now that it has swallowed the blood of the emperor, the blood color on the sword has faded, and in its normal state, it faintly reveals a light golden brightness.

As for the little peacock, after coming back, he was so full that he fell asleep immediately.

When he woke up, the young Taoist Mingxin discovered the changes in the little peacock and ran out happily: "Uncle Qi, Uncle Qi, look, Yuntun has grown feathers!" The little peacock was still confused and walked a little unsteadily, but it had indeed grown feathers - the little peacock previously had a body full of fluff, but now it had several very long tail feathers.

Burning as gold, shining as fire.

While Qi Wuhuo was playing with the little peacock, he actually discovered that it seemed to be able to display some magical powers.

It is a magical power of fire attribute, which allows him to open his mouth and spit out a ball of golden flame.

Its high temperature is enough to melt gold and iron easily.

Even the innate Qi had the illusion of being burned by the scorching heat and about to collapse.

The young Taoist was a little surprised and asked in confusion: "What did you eat?"

The little peacock refused to say anything and just proudly showed off his new feathers. Even if he looked from a distance, the little peacock, which was still a young bird, looked more and more like a young three-yellow chicken. Yue Shiru was also very curious. He had read many classics in the Taoist sect, but he had never seen a peacock spirit bird that could master the magical power of fire.

The peacock family mostly has wood as its root, which can cure diseases, heal diseases, detoxify and bless.

Where does such a domineering fire foundation come from?

He really wanted to catch the little peacock and study it carefully, but unfortunately, the little peacock Qi Yuntun refused to be touched by him. This little guy cherished his newly grown feathers very much, and would not let anyone touch him except Qi Wuhuo. Even the little Taoist Mingxin, who was a good playmate, only let him touch him once.

It feels delicate and warm.

That night, the young Taoist Mingxin dreamed that the sun was like a wheel of fire that kept spinning.

The next morning I had big dark circles under my eyes.

Then, somehow, I learned the Fire-Starting Xuantan, which I had been unable to learn for a long time.

"Master Qi, today you want to..."

One day, Yue Shiru was a little surprised when he saw the young Taoist priest not carrying the medicine basket when he got up and left the Taoist temple.

The young Taoist replied, "I am going to see an 'old friend'." Yue Shiru nodded and saw that when the young Taoist left, the Lianyang sword was at his waist, as if it was unwilling to be put into the sword case, nor was it willing to be hung on the Lu Zu Tower again. One of the purposes of the ancestor asking him to go down the mountain was to find a person who responded to the dream.

That is to find this sword and take it away, and then choose a sword master who can wield this sword.

It seems that there is no need to look for these two missions from the master at the moment. This sword had previously shattered the words that Lu Zu had left on the sword with his magical powers. It is obvious that the choice has been made. But speaking of it, it is time for me to leave the Lianyang Temple and continue to travel the world, like the rest of my fellow brothers, looking for the person who responded to the dream.

This matter also needs to be discussed with the real person and the Taoist priest.

Yue Shiru seemed to be thinking about something.

The young Taoist left the Lianyang Temple and went deep into the underground using the earth escape technique. The earth gods use the earth escape technique to rely on the earth veins to move quickly. Now Qi Wuhuo has reached the level of the earth veins, but he did not stop. Instead, he went down again and stepped into a deeper area using the earth gods' earth escape technique.

It is under the earth veins, and is the place where all evil spirits and foul air flow.

The so-called [Earthly Evil].

Previously, the great formation of heaven and earth was destroyed, which caused the displacement of the foul qi in the seven major nodes within the entire Zhongzhou. This would often bring various influences to the creatures in this area in the next hundreds or even thousands of years, so it needed to be controlled, and control was not an ordinary thing.

The foul and evil spirits here are scattered all over the place, enough to drive ordinary creatures crazy, let alone slowly regulating the evil spirits here.

The young Taoist walked slowly towards them, and he could already feel the extremely hot air.

In front of the place, the evil spirit was like lava, entangled and turbid, turning into a huge and boundless sea of ​​gas. Sometimes, the evil spirit mixed with people's resentment and demons' unwillingness together, trying to turn into monsters and evil obstacles to penetrate the earth veins and go to the human world, but it was suppressed by a powerful energy, and finally collapsed and merged into the evil spirits of the earth. In the center of this sea of ​​​​flaming lava and evil thoughts, a blue dragon stood solemnly.

Eighteen chains trapped the blue dragon.

In the void, there is one of the five thunders, the Earth God Evil Thunder, circulating.

There are thunderbolts every three days.

Every seven days, ten thousand swords pierce the heart.

The heavenly officials under the command of the Thunder Department and the Fighting Department and the Four Guardians have come here to record that this dragon needs to endure eight hundred years of punishment and regulate the earth evil in Zhongzhou to restore its original splendor before it can be released. Even if it is released, it has to go to the North Pole Exorcism Institute to serve as a vanguard and fight in the front until it dies on the road.

A self-proclaimed official appeared and wanted to rebuke the young Taoist priest, saying, "This is a place of great importance to the Earthly Evils!"

"Imprison the wanted criminal. Who are you to dare to come here?"

"Why don't you retreat quickly?"

The young Taoist said, "I am the Earth God of Helian Mountain in Zhongzhou."

"Come here and meet the Dragon King of Jinghe River."

The Gongcao in charge of Zhongzhou frowned slightly, exchanged glances, and then went to present the heavenly book.

The Four Immortal Officials in Heaven had heard the news and were planning to directly reject it and have their Heavenly Officials drive the Earthly God out. However, for some reason, when they were about to write something, they felt uneasy in their spirit. After a long silence, they listened to their spirit’s reminder and replied:

"It's okay. It's just like visiting a prisoner in the human world. Give him a stick of incense."

In the place of Zhongzhou Disha, the official was surprised.

I was curious as to why my superior, who was quite strict in the past, was willing to show some leniency today, so I bowed slightly and said:

"Then, God of Helian Mountain, please come in."

"You have one stick of incense."

"Thank you very much."

The young Taoist walked into the execution ground and saw that the evil spirit had almost condensed into substance - there were schools of swordsmanship in the world, and they only needed to quench the sword here to make the quality of the sword reach a higher level. It can be seen how strong the evil spirit was. Qi Wuhuo walked in, while Gongcao waited outside.

The evil spirit moved slightly, and the blue dragon that seemed like a stone sculpture, suppressing the evil spirit, slowly opened its eyes.

Those eyes looked at the young Taoist in front of them, without any sadness or joy.

"It turns out that the Taoist priest is here."

"I'm sorry I can't meet you."

"No problem."

The young Taoist looked at Ao Wulie in front of him. In just over a month, this young blue dragon changed from being arrogant and contemptuous at the beginning to being the person he is now. It is always disasters that can shape people. Qi Wuhuo did not say anything, but just whispered: "The origin of Zhongzhou's affairs is the Emperor Donghua of the Heavenly Court."

"He has been beheaded by the Arctic Exorcism Institute."

"This matter has also been downgraded and transferred to Tianshuyuan for handling."

Ao Wulie's pair of eyes, which seemed to show neither sadness nor joy, suddenly lit up with a strange color. The evil spirit in this place surged because of his emotional changes. The young Taoist nodded slightly, and then stood up. He came here just to tell Ao Wulie this one thing.

I have already told him the truth, so there is no need for me to stay here for long.

Ao Wulie's voice was hoarse: "You, wait a moment."

The young Taoist turned around, his expression calm: "What else?"

Ao Wulie was silent for a moment, and said, "My father went to the Demon Country a few days ago to send one of my cousins ​​to the other branches of the Dragon Clan. But in fact, he also asked my cousin for an item, which was a demon-slaying weapon that her father had used. My father hoped that this item could suppress the demon miasma in Zhongzhou, so he made this trip..."

“But it failed in the end.”

"Now my father is gone, and I am trapped here. It will take eight hundred years for me to get out. Taoist priest, please send this treasure to my sister. Her name is Ao Qing, and she is in the demon country. This treasure has a trace of her consciousness. After Taoist priest gets it, he can find her."

Ao Wulie opened his mouth slightly, and a bright light shone from the dragon ball, and then something came out of the dragon ball.

It was the treasure that Qi Wuhuo had seen Ao Liu use during the disaster in Zhongzhou. It could release rain-like silk threads to bind up the demons infected by evil spirits and miasma, making them unable to move. Now seeing its original form, it looked like a net, but each silk thread emitted a clear light, which was quite extraordinary.

Ao Wulie said: "I don't feel safe leaving it to others."

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Master."

Ao Wulie nodded slightly, causing the chains to whistle. The chains went straight into the entire Zhongzhou's earth veins, as if tying the blue dragon to the countless mountains in Zhongzhou. It was extremely heavy, and it had to maintain this posture for eight hundred years. Suddenly, there was a stream of light, and sword energy whistled in the sky.

The Gong Cao outside said, "Mountain God, please come out."

"It is time for the seventh-day execution."

The young Taoist bowed slightly, swept his sleeves, and put the dragon clan's magic weapon into his sleeves.

I agreed to this request.

Then he left. Behind him, he could hear the sound of thousands of swords piercing through scales and flesh, as well as Ao Wulie's groaning. The blood energy fell, stimulating the flow of earthly evil, which became more and more surging. The earthly evil energy was like lava, surging and rolling, as if it would swallow up the entire Canglong Ao Wulie.

It seeps into the flesh and blood of the heart, making a corrosive sound.

The young Taoist knew Ao Wulie's character, so he didn't stay long and walked out step by step.

And wait until he left.

Ao Wulie's body was shaking. He could no longer endure the pain that was worse than death. He let out roars and howls of extreme pain. It was as if he was struck by five thunders and pierced by ten thousand swords. The dragon's flesh and blood could keep him immortal. Every time he was about to recover from his injuries, he would suffer a second attack, and the pain would intensify each time.

At the same time, the body will be suppressed by the Earthly Evil, and will feel the incomparable pain of corrosion at every moment.

The price of living is ten thousand times more painful than dying and reincarnating.

When Qi Wuhuo walked out slowly, he saw Lingmiao Gong leading various local gods coming in front of him. Among them were the heads of the local gods in Zhongzhou, the head of the mountain gods, and the great land god, who was only inferior to the head of the water officials of Jing River. They should have wanted to inform Ao Wulie that the real culprit behind the scenes had been brought to justice, but they did not expect that someone had already come.

When they saw the young Taoist with white hair, their expressions changed slightly.

Some are frightened, some feel guilty, some are extremely complicated, and some want to please others.

There are many different kinds of living beings.

The young Taoist raised one hand as a gesture of salute and nodded slightly.

Never stop.

He never spoke a word.

He just walked away from them step by step, his Taoist robe fluttering, pure and natural, that was all.

…

At this time, in the capital, several civil servants wearing red clothes embroidered with Qilin knelt on the ground and presented a petition:

"Report to the Saint Emperor."

"Congratulations, Your Majesty. Congratulations, Your Majesty."

"Thanks to your grace, the world is now at peace."

"The Saint Emperor fasted and bathed for seven days, and the Heaven and Earth were also moved by his kindness. The people of the four seas were all grateful and shed tears. They wrote to the emperor, saying that the Saint Emperor should also pay attention to his body and not be too sentimental for the people. If he hurt his body, it would harm state affairs. Isn't that ignoring the greater good for the sake of a small kindness?"

"Now, thanks to the grace of the saint, the difficulties in Zhongzhou have been alleviated."

"Everything has returned to normal, but the affairs of the family and the country cannot be ignored."

"Minister, please ask the Saint Emperor to end his fast."

"Also, regarding the reign title of the great sacrifice, [Shengde], I personally think it is not appropriate. [Sheng] is too high and far away from the people."

"We should resume the grand ceremony and change the reign title to [Ren De]."

"Pray for the people of Zhongzhou and celebrate for the people of Zhongzhou."

“This is to make a fresh start with the people.”

“Have fun with the people!”

All the officials who came here bowed their heads, talking about making a fresh start with the people and sharing happiness with the people.

The Human Emperor in white raised his eyes slightly and said calmly:

"allow."

So the prince received news in the afternoon that the Saint Emperor was going to restart the ceremony, so he breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and walked into the inner room, opened the wooden box, and stroked the rolled up scroll with his hand. He felt both grateful for leaving Zhongzhou early and nervous about the opportunities and challenges he was about to face.

“It’s finally time to hand it in.”

"Dapeng Fu!"