The finished family portrait was hung on the wall of the government building by Zhuchen, and was placed in the most conspicuous position. The double painting that followed the trend was put away by Zhuchen himself, and Yingxiu chased after him to see it.

Couldn't get it.

I have to say that Damo's skills are really superb. Of course, he has lived for too many years and it is difficult for others to catch up with him. If Zhuchen hadn't been prostituted for nothing, he might not be able to hire a painter of his level.

Zhuchen pondered over this painting for a long time when no one was around.

"She" in the painting tilts her head, and from the artist's perspective, she seems to be nestling on Feng Buye's shoulder. Feng Buye turns his body towards her, lowers his eyes and smiles softly, with a gentle look. The sky is bright,

The golden sunlight flows quietly.

The two characters were painted with only a few strokes, but they were painted vividly, with realistic expressions. Even the emotions surging in the air seemed to rush out of the painting. But Zhuchen couldn't remember whether the atmosphere at that time was so ambiguous.

As expected of you, Great Demon, you are not only skillful with your hands, but you also understand a girl’s heart so well, you are a strange person in the world.

Under the careful guidance of Zhang Shiwen and others, the people of the demon world quickly got on the right track.

There were many of them, and they were assigned to different positions according to their physical ability and self-will. Some made furniture that was in short supply, some renovated abandoned houses, and some were responsible for farming and textiles.

In less than two months, the production and operation of the ancient city of Demon Realm has been smoothly connected. When the new batch of potatoes in the farmland matures and the number of briquettes is expanded, self-production will basically be achieved.

At the same time, the phenomenon of demonic erosion is becoming more and more serious.

Chaowen was accustomed to a desolate and sparse environment, and the sect had nothing when it was founded. But when the evil spirit spread to Xuntian Sect and other places, it still caused a big impact.

Flowers and grass in the wild withered one after another, and fruit trees withered. The people had prepared food in advance and could barely survive. Animals in the wild began to die in large numbers as nature failed.

Sometimes when walking on the road, you can see skinny beasts lurking in the dark waiting to attack humans. They are desperate and can only find any way to survive.

Zhuchen couldn't bear to see this scene. All things have animism, and plants and trees have souls. What if the Cultivation Continent becomes a world where only humans can survive?

Feng Buye will still linger near the boundary monument, and sometimes he will follow him in the morning.

The two of them sat on the top of the mountain, looking at the sea of ​​clouds where the evil energy gathered in the distance, thinking about some questions that had no answers.

In Feng Buye's memory, the Demon Realm boundary monument was completely shattered in the second year of the phenomenon of heaven and earth. The demon cultivators swarmed out, completely trampled the originally indestructible red rock, and began to wreak havoc with their swords.

of conquest and plunder.

Many changes have occurred in this life, and the time for the boundary monument to be intact has also been delayed a little, but its decline still cannot be restored. It is like a bomb that has ignited the fuse, and I don’t know when the spark will burn out.

Morning after morning, I looked at the precipitous mountain peaks that reach straight into the sky. I remembered the illusion of the four seasons that I had seen during my practice. I even considered the ridiculous idea of ​​planting trees to slow down soil erosion. Unfortunately, no plants can be grown in this place, and it is not an area that science can solve.

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The wind was strong on the top of the mountain, and the coolness hit my face. I hid behind Zhuchen, hiding behind Feng Buyi.

She rested her head on Feng Buye's back, feeling the weak beating from his chest through the thin clothes, and had a ridiculous delusion that time had stood still.

Not long after, a red cloud floated from a distance, flying higher and higher, and finally stopped in front of them, turning into a few clouds.

She grabbed the potatoes with both hands and shouted excitedly: "Potatoes!"

Zhuchen smiled: "Okay, sister will cook potatoes for you."

She had promised Liao Liuyun a long time ago that she would cook potatoes for her to eat. However, due to lack of food, the potatoes were germinated, cut into cubes, and sown directly after they matured. There was no chance of eating them. Liao Liuyun was greedy for a long time, because she was sensible and never made trouble.

Finally, when we reached the stage where large-scale planting was possible, we were urged to make potatoes in various ways.

Zhuchen jumped up, patted the hem of her skirt, and flew towards Chaowen together with Feng Buye.

There are many ways to cook potatoes. Zhuchen taught the recipe to Uncle Liu and asked him to try making a potato feast.

Mashed potatoes, shredded potatoes, fried potato slices, and baked potatoes were all served on a plate. But after eating it, Liao Liaoyun's favorite was the stewed potatoes.

Cut the potatoes into cubes and slowly simmer them in the rich broth until they are soft and tender. When you take a bite, the soup juice and the texture of the soft sand will permeate out, and the word "fresh" comes out of it.

Liao Lioyun sat on a high chair, shaking her head with chopsticks, and said happily: "It's delicious!"

The younger brother was also very satisfied because he finally had meat again.

Several juniors were munching on potatoes. Zhuchen, Feng Buye and others stopped after they tasted the taste. Nowadays, there is a shortage of food, and the monks who can barely support themselves rarely eat.

Liao Liuyun had a small appetite, so she was half-full after eating a few pieces. She picked up the tong fruit and chewed it with satisfaction. Early in the morning, she turned sideways to wipe the corners of her lips, her heart suddenly trembled, and she had an extremely ominous premonition.

Before she could react, the ground began to shake, and the wooden table in the middle trembled. The plates on the table swayed, making messy collision sounds, followed by screams from the surrounding houses.

Zhuchen put his palms against the edge of the table and raised his head to look at the beams.

There is an obvious and intense vibration on the ground, but the house is not in great danger under the protection of the fixed wind. Several important beams and columns maintain the structure of the house, and the wood has no cracks. Listen to the movement outside, and you can see the houses elsewhere.

It probably didn't collapse either.

Zhuchen reluctantly breathed a sigh of relief, Wei Xie suddenly stood up, summoned his weapon and pressed it against the ground, saying solemnly: "What's going on?!"

He intuitively felt that danger was approaching, the demonic energy around him had become stronger, and the situation in front of him was obviously not normal.

As soon as he finished speaking, the earthquake stopped, just as suddenly as it came.

Zhuchen was about to speak when he accidentally caught a glimpse of Feng Buye's suddenly pale face from the corner of his eye.

He had never shown such an expression before, and the right hand hanging outside was not even a trace of blood. The joints of his five fingers were protruding and the veins were protruding, as if he was restraining something in extreme pain.

Zhuchen knew something was wrong and called out: "Master?"

Her voice was completely covered up, and a deafening roar came from the void, like a dragon's roar, followed by roaring thunder.

Zhuchen subconsciously covered her ears, but she couldn't block the sound. It was like there were dense needles in her mind, and she waited until her luck stopped to suppress it.

The younger junior brother had a low level of cultivation and did not know how to accept submission. In desperation, he brought up his spiritual energy to fight, but was knocked back by the unknown force, forcing him to spurt out a mouthful of blood.

"Wow..." Feng Changyin wiped his mouth and shouted aggrievedly, "Little senior sister."

Zhuchen held his head: "Obey! Don't move!"

Feng Buye waved his sleeves, taking away a third of the pressure from everyone, and people flew out from the door.

The wide-open wooden door was beaten heavily by the wind, and the whining and howling wind carried the smell of an approaching rainstorm. Looking out from the door with limited visibility, sand and stones were flying on the street, and black clouds blocked the sun in the sky.

Zhuchen shouted: "Master!"

She summoned Hanxu and chased him out.

"Little junior sister!"

The other monks at the table didn't want to think too much and filed out.

Before leaving, Huai Xie stuffed Liao Liao Yun into Feng Chang Yin's arms and told the two juniors to hide in the house and not go out.

After exiting the room, everyone discovered that the boundary monument in the distance was broken.

The red boulder completely lost its light, and black mist rose from the ground, twisting into a cloud of thunder and lightning in mid-air.

In the densely intertwined purple electric light, a dragon shadow appeared and disappeared. The giant dragon roared, danced and rolled, leading the fury of thunder towards the ancient city not far away.

Countless tiny lightning bolts converged into frightening thunder, and the dazzling light almost illuminated the gray sky at that moment.

When the thunderbolt was about to fall, first Feng Wuye's sudden burst of light, and then Liang Hongluo's desperate blow, blocked the ancient city.

When the three collided, the lightning shattered and turned into countless dazzling lights that scattered all around, as if a shocking fire tree and silver flower bloomed.

And this blow also caused the flying dragon to lose its life, making its already ethereal figure become weaker and about to float away like smoke.

Feng Buye rushed up to the clouds without hesitation, grabbed the damaged dragon soul, and fought with it.

Zhuchen wanted to help, but in the end he stopped at the city gate and planted a war flag on the high wall to signal the people inside to leave the city and take refuge immediately.

The crowd came out of the house in panic but in an orderly manner, holding their heads and running along the main road in the direction of Chaowen.

Zhuchen saw that Wei Xie and others had arrived, and he gestured to them, asking them to help settle the people, and continued to move forward with his sword.

When the vision cleared, Zhuchen finally saw the situation at the front.

A group of well-armored demon cultivators surrounded both sides of the ancient city, spreading all the way from the front to the boundary monument. Obviously, the chaos just now was their work.

Liang Hongluo was holding the Dragon Bone Sword, and blood was flowing from his arm. The blood flowed to the sword body and turned into a wisp of black fireworks. He roared: "Yan Feng, you are seeking death!"

Ye Qing and other demon cultivators had already come out carrying battle flags, holding them on their swords, and lined up in a row.

"This can also help you block it. It seems that I really underestimate you." The leader laughed arrogantly, "The way of heaven wants my demon world to prosper, but you are here to block the road of my demon world! Liang Hongluo, you traitor, you are not worthy.

Become the king of my demon world and return the dragon bones, and I will leave your whole body for the time being!"

The author has something to say: Come, come, thank you all! [Bow again]
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