I trade everything in Journey to the West

There are rows of pavilions and pavilions.

The clouds and water are like ribbons, slowly moving, the skylight hangs on it, layers of halos are swaying, bending like a crescent moon with thin eyebrows, vague and boundless, back and forth.

A pool of blue and green, surrounded by pavilions, reflects this magnificent scenery.

There are still white birds flying by with horizontal wings everywhere, their tails are as big as wheels, and their songs are like cranes.

Among the waves and shadows of the water, Fang Longye sat upright on a precious rock that came out of the water.

Baoyan is not small, the moss is clear and green, and there are bamboos growing on it in twos and threes.The clear light from all directions shines on it, and the green ink is lingering and swaying.

When the wind blows, the texture of the bamboo is whirling, and the sound of the bamboo is pleasant to the ear, just like the hair of a palace merchant, the horn feathers move, and the clear bamboo sound bursts out, like the chirping of thousands of cranes, very crisp.

That's right, martyrs are also afraid of morons.

Despite Fang Longye's stubborn entanglement, he still got his wish and stayed.

Living in Yang Chan's dojo, he wandered in front of her from time to time every day.

Either bickering and having fun, or talking about Taoism, or just chatting about poetry, songs, and romance.

Really uncomfortable!

This continued for more than ten days, and after realizing that there was a certain ambiguity between the two, Fang Longye wanted to digest what he had learned recently.

Under the halo of bamboo sound, you can see that above the water, there are clusters of fairy lights, and inside, there are various treasures.

There are exquisite and gorgeous storage tools, lush branches and leaves protruding horizontally, pill gourds full of Dao rhyme, and amazingly sharp weapons... and so on.

The halo is full of color, bright and bright.

Just looking at it, you can't take your eyes off it.

Some of these treasures were accumulated before, and some were generously funded by Dongyue Emperor Huang Feihu.

As for the Red Emperor Yanju~
Speaking of this, Fang Longye slandered in his heart. He was such a big guy, but in the end he didn't even see him pull out a single hair.

Not to mention gifting treasures, I didn't even see him give advice on practice.

Compared with the big men like Ran Deng and Lu Ya that he had met before, it was too far behind!
To this day, this is the first big boss that Fang Longye has met who met his junior but gave him nothing.

And~

He didn't know if it was his illusion or it was a fact, but during the short banquet on Mount Tai, he always felt that Chidi Yanju was alienated from him.

It can even be said that there is a trace of inexplicable disgust mixed with it.

It's just a dog~

He couldn't figure out why he was so unfavorable to this big boss.

Fang Longye, who was puzzled, ignored one character, that is Shennong's daughter—Nvwa.

Don't think that the boss will not hold grudges.

Although there is something hidden in it, it is an irrefutable fact that the girl was robbed by the Dragon Clan of the East China Sea.

As the former leader of the human race, Chidi Yanju certainly knew to take the overall situation into consideration.But public is public, private is private, as the elder brother of a girl, Yanju will naturally not have a good face towards the Long Clan.

Not killing the dragons casually was his greatest kindness to the dragons.

The fact that he could show a distant approach to Fang Longye was because he considered Fang Longye's identity and background.

"Well, pick and choose, pick out what I can use now."

Fang Longye put aside these distracting thoughts, stared intently at the dazzling array of things in front of him.

The five-color halo rose up behind him and turned into a five-color divine light, moving back and forth among the treasures.

Sensing the qi of various treasures, when encountering those that are beneficial to one's own practice, he will roll them up with a slight twist.

Now he has finally mastered Kong Xuan's five-color divine light and supernatural powers, and started to practice.

Although it hadn't reached the point where all the treasures would be brushed away as soon as the divine light came out, it was still the first time to see the divine form.

After a while, the selection was completed.

Put away the rest of the treasures, and then, a phantom of a dragon's head appeared behind him, roaring proudly, and swallowed all the selected treasures in one breath.

Refining started.

……

Huashan, Yang Chan Dojo.

The blue waves are quiet, the clouds on the water are vast, the smoke is curling up, covering a large area, and there is the faint sound of dragons roaring. It is very clear.

Listening to people's ears, Kuang Miao is passionate.

There are even large expanses of five-color fairy light appearing out of thin air, reflecting the entire space in a colorful way.

After a while, there was only a dragon's roar mixed with joy, the cloud twisted continuously, blended with the fairy light, and then turned into a figure, it was Fang Longye.

I saw Shi Shi sitting there, with a hole in the sky behind him, with brush and ink painted on it, the sun and the moon outlined into images, the ocean is unrestrained, the earth is vast, and the sky is full of stars.

Gives an unfathomable feeling.

"The harvest is not small!"

Fang Longye's eyes sparkled, and he kept smiling.

All the treasures presented to him by Emperor Dongyue, whether they were pills or spiritual objects, all contained the essence of heaven and earth, and the principles of Taoism.

After refining, both mana and blood have made great progress.

Most importantly-

I saw him sitting on the precious rock, above the top gate, the clouds were like water, the fairy light was transpiring, and clusters were like flowers blooming on thousands of trees, luxuriant and colorful.

Up, down, left and right, there are all golden flowers.

The fairy light and auspicious mist are numerous.

I don’t know how long it took, whether it was Yingluo or golden flowers, they bloomed more and more, gathered more and more, filling up time and space.

Then suddenly together, Ming Ming was attracted.

It seemed that the momentum was not great, but in the darkness that was invisible to the naked eye, a shocking scene appeared in front of Fang Longye.

I saw the vast ocean of Tao in time and space that is difficult to describe in words, vast and boundless.

Where the avenue is located, yin and yang are shaded, cause and effect are separated, there is no east, west, north, south, and no universe and five elements.

There is only "Tao", which is true and great.

Even the Golden Immortal is insignificant in such a vast ocean of Tao.

It's like dust, with no sense of existence.A single blow from the wind and waves may completely annihilate them.

After just a few glances, Fang Longye felt that his energy was exhausted and he hurriedly exited the sea of ​​​​Fangdao.

"It turns out that if you want to be promoted to Taiyi, you have to leave your mark in this sea of ​​Taoism."

Fang Longye muttered to himself, as if he had realized something.

This kind of benefit, the improvement of spirit, energy and spirit, is not small.But more importantly, he had a glimpse of the vast ocean ahead of time.

You know, this is the way forward for the Golden Immortal to reach perfection.

Today, he can be said to be a candle light on the threshold of Jinxian's promotion to Taiyi.

He got up and looked around with his hands behind his back. The blue waves were rippling, the wood and stone were soaked in cold, and the breeze was blowing on his face, which was indescribably refreshing.

"The meal must be eaten one bite at a time, and the road must be walked step by step." Fang Longye thought back to the scene he just saw, and thought to himself, "There is no point in thinking about this now."

"The key point is that to be able to peek into the great ocean that can only be seen by the golden immortal, this is a rare help for me!"

Fang Longye smiled with satisfaction as a steady stream of insights about the great road came to his mind.

These are all obtained by peering into the vast ocean.Even now, there is still a layer of mystery in his heart that he has not yet fully understood.

Stretching, Fang Longye was in a happy mood, and thought to himself: "It's time to go out and meet the little rich lady!"

……

"Huh? You came out of seclusion in time! I originally planned to leave a photo for you, so I was ready to set off~" In one side of the palace.

The lanterns hang down like stars, suddenly large and small, with bright flames and clouds, and condensed colors and floating smoke, suspended in the surrounding area.

Erratic, running back and forth, colliding with each other, and making different wonderful sounds.

At a table, the two sat opposite each other, Yang Chan reached out to pour a glass of wine for Fang Longye, smiling.

Seeing that he was in a happy mood, Fang Longye took a look and understood immediately.

Good luck!

It seems that this little rich woman has a chance~
I saw her body was filled with large expanses of purple and green luck, which came from the void, penetrated into the top door, and even made the sound of bells, chimes and drums.

The luck of the whole person exploded, and rushed straight to Xiaohan, covering all directions.The canopy is hanging down, and the seven-colored air is circling, so mighty that the bottom cannot be seen.

With such luck, misfortune can really turn into good fortune, adversity can turn into good fortune, and treasures can be thrown into the air ~

"It seems that the opportunity has arrived, fairy? I just don't know where the opportunity should be?"

Fang Longye sipped the immortal wine in his cup, and said with a smile.

Yang Chan took a sip of her drink and said with a smile, "What? It seems that you plan to go with me?"

"Isn't it possible? I can't bear to be separated from the fairy~" Fang Longye pretended to be lustful and moved towards her.

"Grumpy!"

Yang Chan swayed and avoided for a moment, but for some reason, she didn't really move.

He just muttered in his mouth, and there was an inexplicable color in his eyes.

Yes, grumble.

With such a tone, it was obvious that Fang Longye's rhetoric was numb.

I don't even bother to get angry~

However, only she knows whether she is too lazy to be angry or not angry.

……

The fibers are scattered, and the light is sparse.

Above the blue sky, a cloud gathered, and Fang Longye and Yang Chan were on their way hand in hand.

Heading to the southwest border of Dahan.

Yang Chan's eyes were filled with divine light, she looked into the distance, and said in surprise: "This southwest frontier is full of plagues? I didn't know about it from the secret before?"

In the secret of heaven, she knew that her chance should be in the southwest direction, so she calculated the secret of the southwest land.

Although I didn't know the specific information of the opportunity, the things in the southwest are still clear.But among the secrets, there is no such thing as plague.

This is so abnormal!

"Didn't the human king dethrone the gods before? Perhaps this is the backlash he suffered."

Fang Longye used his clairvoyance to see the miserable scene in the distance and said.

Then he paused, and added: "Of course, since you haven't noticed it from the secret, it's also possible that someone covered up the secret."

"Therefore, it cannot be ruled out that it was done by monks practicing the plague path."

"Since I'm not sure, I'll naturally check it out~" Yang Chan turned around and smiled.

As the two spoke, they passed through the land of Shu and came to the southwestern border of the Han Dynasty.

It is roughly equivalent to the Yunnan-Guizhou and South Vietnam regions in previous lives.

One side is a dilapidated small city, less than five miles long, with low walls, and more than a thousand families live there.

However, this small town was very quiet at this time.

There was no one in sight on a long street. Every house was closed, and white flags were floating in front of almost every door. The whole city seemed like a ghost town.

All passages in the city are guarded by heavily armed soldiers to prevent people in the city from coming out and spread the plague.

In this era of poor medical conditions, the plague broke out and one city after another died. The best choice was to surround the city to prevent the spread of the plague.

And, to be honest—

As far as this frontier land is concerned, there are still soldiers who are dedicated to their duties, which is fine~

Fang Longye and Yang Chan directly lowered the clouds in the city, but both of them were invisible and did not disturb at all.

The city was very quiet, and occasionally a few sad cries sounded, making it even more desolate.

Not far away was a wild dog, with withered and yellow fur, most of which had fallen off, exposing the rotten skin and flesh underneath. It was full of stench, lying on the ground with gray eyes, like a dead dog.

Fang Longye glanced around and found that there are only more than 1000 people left in the small city of thousands of households, which can be called ten rooms and nine empty.

He raised his head and gazed at the sky above the city.I saw that it was filled with dead air, and there was no life.

Seeing this scene, he turned his head to Yang Chan and said: "The life is cut off. If there is no miracle, the people here will die within ten days!"

This is not the result of this one city, but a large area of ​​the city, all of which are like this.

Unexpectedly, when he turned his head, he found that Yang Chan was using supernatural powers to treat the wild dog with nectar.

With the swaying of Xianlin, all the plague poison on the wild dog's body was washed away, and the festering flesh also returned to its original state, and it couldn't help being alive.

If he hadn't recovered from a long illness and his body was weak, he might have jumped up vigorously immediately.

Yang Chan waved his hand, opened a space, and sent the wild dog into his own Shinto realm.

Then, she waved her hand at Fang Longye and said, "Let's go! This plague is not a natural disaster, but a man-made disaster caused by monks."

"Find him out and kill him."

"I guess this is the opportunity I sensed!"

"Eh~" Fang Longye looked at Yang Chan with weird eyes, pointed at the dilapidated courtyard next to him, and said, "Aren't you going to save the people here?"

In the dilapidated courtyard, there were five straw mats, and on the straw mats lay five ragged men and women with pus all over their bodies.

These five people had dull eyes and weak breath, as if they would die at any moment.

Yang Chan waved her hand and said: "That's useless work. If the source of the plague is not eliminated, they will still die of the plague after a while."

"Pointless!"

"You should be able to see that not only this small city, but the entire southwestern frontier is shrouded in a strange aura by that unknown monk."

"The souls of the creatures here are all locked by the plague. Even if the plague is temporarily removed from their bodies, it won't be long before they will be infected again."

"How many times can I save, and how many people can I save?"

With a cold tone, the whole person seemed extremely rational, almost inhumane.

He didn't even have the slightest awareness to save the suffering and do things of great mercy.

Fang Longye had no objection and expressed his indifference to this.

After getting along with her for this period of time, he had long understood that Yang Chan was not the Madonna-like character in the legend in her previous life.

As a half-human race, people don't care. He is a dragon clan in the Demon Master's Mansion, why do he care so much?

I didn’t threaten the blood sacrifice of boys and girls, so that’s a good thing~
just a little~
Yang Chan closed her beautiful eyes slightly, seeming to sense the strange look he cast, she breathed a sigh of relief and explained: "That wild dog has a meaning!"

"It reminds me of the scene when I first met Xiaotiangou with my second brother."

Fang Longye shrugged.

Recall bitterness and sweetness!
I kept calling out the little rich woman, the little rich woman, and I almost forgot that she was much older than him!
How come there are more than 100 Yuan Hui~

Lived for so many years.

A mortal who looks like an ant is a piece of wool?

Memories are priceless.

(End of this chapter)