Rebirth of the Great Desolate Heavenly Venerate

Chapter 242

"What Great Elder Yanwu said is right. The Holy Father loves our human race after all." Cang Jie also cupped his hands and bowed in the direction of Sanxian Island, and then said. "The holy father has used the second treasure to suppress the human race for thousands of years. It will be an angelic return today. Hurry up and worship the incense table to see him off." The saint's flower language has been with the second treasure day and night for thousands of years, but she has a sense of the magic weapon's change. , then ordered. "Respectful words belong to the mother's order." The incense table was quickly set up.

The saint Huayu led everyone to stand facing the incense table, and placed two magic weapons on the table.Immediately lit a pillar of fragrance, after prostrating three times and prostrating nine times, he said: "The Holy Father loves our human race, and the human race is very grateful. This time the great treasure returns to the mountain, I hope that the Holy Father will pay more attention to the misfortunes and blessings of the human race in the future." , but as expected, he saw two magic treasures soaring into the sky, flying straight towards Sanxian Island.Although everyone is very reluctant to give up for the great affairs of the human race, they can't do anything.

"Huh..." everyone was pleasantly surprised, only to see the two magic weapons flying halfway.It was a sudden meal.Then Hunyuan Jindou still flew away.But the apricot-yellow flag flew back to the incense table in an instant like an electric shot.Shaking it left and right, he wrote a line of words on the incense table with the flagpole, and then fell down on the incense table without moving.Everyone was overjoyed, and they stepped forward to see it, but it was: the heaven and the earth enshrined the gods, and there was chaos in Tang Dynasty, and Baoer and others were comprehensive in this banner.

"The world of mortals is always so lively." Zilian looked at the bustling crowd in Chaoge City below, and said with a sigh.

"Teacher, do you like to stay on Sanxian Island, or do you like to run around like what Master Houtu said?" Although Hu Meier has the cultivation base of Da Luo Jinxian, whenever she comes out with Zilian, she is always lazy and likes it. Pulled by Zilian to stand in the void, she didn't use any mana, "Teacher, let's go down."

"Well, you have to find a place to stay first. In this world of mortals, I have to teach you some basic knowledge of the world." Zilian said, and then concentrated on shooting some common sense things into Hu Meier's. Yuanshen, Hu Meier suddenly felt that she understood a lot.Zilian's spiritual sense probed, but she found the target, "Let's go!" The two descended to the ground, and walked along with the bustling crowd.

"Teacher, why are there so many people? Do you think they are so busy?" Looking at the endless stream of people around her, Zi Lian said softly: "You can't walk slowly, aren't we very comfortable like this. "

"Meier, mortals are not like gods and gods. They don't have much chance, but their lifespan is only a few decades. The so-called human life is one life, and the grass and trees are one autumn. They rely on six reincarnations to preserve three souls and seven souls, and then use The body of six reincarnations of karma, living so hard and exhausting for a lifetime, karma is contaminated, karma continues, and it is a lot of suffering if you don’t get rid of reincarnation." Zilian seemed to think of her previous life, how vivid it was, even I have lived for hundreds of millions of years, but living a long time does not mean that I can live a satisfying life, "Everything in the world is for profit, and the world is for profit. Mortals. That's it. In the future, you will have There are a lot of opportunities to meet them." After hearing what Zilian said, Meier grasped Zilian's arm even more, and said half-understood: "Meier listens to the teacher."

"Teacher, look at that mortal can also spit out the real anger of the gods." Mei'er saw a crowded place, then covered her mouth and said: "Teacher, they are so powerful, you still call them mortals."

When Zilian saw it, she immediately fell to the ground, "Little girl. That's acrobatics, what is Sanwei Zhenhuo? Ordinary people don't know the way of heaven, and they don't practice Taoism, but they find another way. In the eyes of such immortals and gods, Ingenious skills will benefit mortals themselves in the future. Everyone has their own blessings, and gods have their own ways. Mortals also have their own fun. The so-called joy of the great way does not necessarily lie in the three thousand yellow court In roll."

"Well, Meier also thinks they are quite good, but they are a little noisy, not as quiet as Sanxian Island. Isn't that right, teacher?" Meier tilted her head and looked at Zilian.Ouch!Hu Meier let out a soft cry, but it was Zi Lian who flicked her delicate nose with a finger.It made her pouted and looked at Zilian.

"Little girl, you will get used to it in the future. Remember that nothing can be seen on the surface. The so-called big hermit hides in the city, and the little hermit just hides in the deep mountains and big swamps." Zilian said, looking at Hu Meier who was looking around.

Suddenly, there was a commotion in the crowd in front of them, but they became noisy. "It's dead! It's dead!" More and more people gathered in front of a small stall, chattering.

"Teacher, let's go and have a look." Hu Meier immediately pulled Zilian to surround her, the two of them were not ordinary people after all, especially Zilian was already a Hunyuan saint, although she deliberately restrained her breath.But squeezed in the crowd does not feel crowded at all.It seemed that the people around were giving way to the two of them.The two of them leaned forward to take a look.It turned out that a fat old lady in her sixties was lying on the ground, but she had already passed away.A ten-year-old boy was kneeling next to the old lady's body.His face was extremely ugly, and he was crying loudly.

"Grandma, you can't die. If you die, who will you go with? Grandma, you can't leave me alone." The little boy wanted to pull the old lady up again and again, but he wanted to drag her away , It's a pity that the child's strength is too weak, and he loses strength after pulling for a while.The old lady had indeed lost her breath, and no matter how much her little grandson cried and shouted, she would not open her eyes.

Although the little boy is young, he knows a lot about the children of poor families. He also knew that his grandma was dead, so he couldn't help feeling very sad. He cried out to the crowd: "Who can save my grandma, I can't let him die, my son!" Grandma is a family member." The boy named Yazi knelt forward and pulled the trousers of the onlookers one by one, while the people around him shook their heads helplessly and painfully, "Who are you? It’s a god, isn’t it said that gods can save the dead? Whoever saves my grandma, as long as she can save my grandma, I can be his slave.”

"Your grandma is dead, take some money to buy a coffin and bury it." Several kind-hearted people took out a few shellfish coins and handed them to the boy.

"I don't want money, I don't want my grandma to die. In this world, grandma is the best for my son. Whoever saves her will be my slave. My son has no parents, so I can't live without grandma." The little boy A little hysterical, but the onlookers couldn't help shaking their heads.

"Although Yazi is still young, I know that I have been ugly since I was a child, and I have always been bullied. Every time I go home crying, my grandma cooks and coaxes me. Grandma often said that good people will have a good life. Grandma, you do it I have done so many good things, why did I just go there..." The little boy kowtowed as he kowtowed, "Grandma always said that there are gods in the world, which gods passing by save my grandma."

(End of this chapter)