Chenghuang was restless after entering the Taoist temple.
He put his hands on his knees, already despairing.
He just wanted to ask for the soul-calling flag back. He never thought that he would encounter something like this again. He never imagined that the real dragon and the fox king were just guarding the door here.
How powerful is that gentleman...
But for that glimmer of hope, he had to enter this contemplation.
This is his last chance.
To give up is to die, it is better to seek this glimmer of life.
If the sword immortal was merciful, he might be able to live for a while longer, but if he died here, he would just regard it as fate.
Su Junhan went to invite Mr. Mo, and Mo Yuan asked why Chenghuang came here.
"I dare not hide the real dragon..."
Chenghuang told Mo Yuan all the causes and consequences, as well as the matter of summoning the demon flag.
After hearing this, Mo Yuan frowned, stood up immediately, and asked: "You didn't die by Mr.'s sword, how dare you come here!?"
Chenghuang opened his mouth and said with a slightly lonely expression: "I have no choice..."
He suddenly raised his head and said, "I just want to survive!"
Mo Yuan couldn't help but paused when he saw Chenghuang's gaze.
He frowned slightly and asked, "Tell me the cause and effect!"
Chenghuang sighed, and then said: "My life is about to end, and my life will not be long."
There are too many people in the world who want to increase their longevity.
"In my early years, I was imprisoned by a monk to extend his life. I had three thousand years of life, but I lost a thousand years of life. I escaped by chance, and then fell into an endless pursuit..."
It fled in this world, evading pursuit, but he was ultimately unable to defeat the countless monks alone. He was caught several times, and his longevity and demon power gradually disappeared.
"I was arrested again and again and survived again and again. Everyone wanted to live longer because of me. I had no choice but to escape to the mortal world and hid in a village."
"The family that took me in was very kind to me. I thought everything would be settled. But when my father was about to die in his old age, I couldn't bear it and sacrificed several years of his life to increase his life."
"After one night, everyone in the village set their eyes on me, and all of them had greed in their eyes."
Chenghuang smiled bitterly and said: "The monks in heaven are looking for me, and people in the world are also looking for me. I want to hide completely, but no matter where I go, someone can always find me."
"Since then, it has never stopped."
"However, my lifespan and demon power have been reduced many times. Within a few years, I already felt that my life span was about to end, my demon power was weak, and it was difficult to find treasures from heaven and earth. When I was at the end of my skills, I suddenly discovered that something had changed in the world..."
Xi Xiao's reincarnation path is damaged, causing the ghost soul to be unable to reincarnate and stay in the human world. If the dead soul survives for too long, the final result is that the soul will fly away.
The mountains and rivers are not yet settled, and the path of reincarnation has never been perfected.
Chenghuang discovered this, and if he dealt with the dead soul, he would not be tainted by the slightest trace of heavenly cause and effect. He then set about refining the soul flag, wandering around Xixiao, collecting the dead soul, and when it was perfect, he wanted to use it to summon the soul.
Hundreds of thousands of dead souls in the flags add longevity to their lives.
But who would have expected that he would meet Chen Changsheng halfway.
"This is my last chance..."
Chenghuang looked lonely and said, "I followed the aura of the demon-calling flag and came here. I just wanted to try for a chance of survival, so I didn't hide, so I went straight up the mountain."
"If the result is death, then I will admit it."
Mo Yuan looked at him and was a little silent for a moment.
Mo Yuan raised his head and said: "It's just your one-sided statement. Whether it's true or false, I'll make a decision when Mr. comes."
Chenghuang lowered his head and said, "Thank you, Mr. Long."
Mo Yuan groaned in his heart, how could he not hear the truth or lies?
He felt sad in his heart.
Chenghuang was originally a divine beast, but was forced step by step by the greed of this world to reach this state.
Su Junhan came out and said, "Sir, I want you to go to the pavilion in the backyard."
Chenghuang stood up, cupped his hands and said, "Excuse me, Lord Fox."
Su Junhan nodded slightly, and then saw Chenghuang walking into the backyard.
Su Junhan came to the stone table and sat down.
Seeing that Mo Yuan looked a little melancholy, he asked, "Do you think the way of heaven is unfair?"
Mo Yuan came back to his senses, shook his head, and said: "The luck of the world has never favored the demon clan. I have survived several tribulations and narrowly escaped death. If it hadn't been for my husband's help, I might have died under the West Bridge."
"Now when I listen to Chenghuang talk about the past, I find that compared to the monsters in the world, I can be considered lucky."
Su Junhan sighed softly and said: "Everyone has his own destiny, and so do monsters. Sometimes thinking too much is not a good thing."
"Take our Yuanshan Fox Clan as an example. The Fox Clan was already weak back then. Over the past thousands of years, we were often ravaged by monks."
"I built Yuanshan with my own hands, and along the way, I caused countless bloody storms before I achieved the peace I have today. This world will not favor anyone. For me, overwhelming demonic power and respect for the strong are the current world rules."
After hearing this, Mo Yuan thought for a moment and then said with a helpless smile: "You have two sentences that hit the point."
Su Junhan smiled warmly and said, "Why don't I quarrel with you?"
"No."
Mo Yuan waved his hand, looked at the view, and murmured.
"I wonder what Sir will do with him."
Su Junhan couldn't explain clearly, so Long Yihu waited in the courtyard.
The mist from the mountain stream overflowed and became thicker, seeming to block what was seen in the eyes.
…
In the pavilion in the backyard of Liuyun Temple.
An oil lamp was lit on the table. Although there was a breeze, the candle flame never wavered.
Chen Changsheng was sitting beside the oil lamp, looking at the book in his hand.
When Huang arrived outside the pavilion, he did not dare to enter the pavilion.
Just hear a plop.
Chenghuang bent his knees and knelt outside the pavilion.
Chen Changsheng's eyebrows paused for a moment, but then he regained his composure and said, "Is kneeling here useful?"
Chenghuang raised his head and wanted to say something, but it was particularly difficult for him to speak.
Chen Changsheng shook his head, lowered his head and continued reading.
The fog in the mountain stream became thicker and thicker, and unexpectedly, in the middle of the night, dark clouds suddenly rolled up.
The stars and moon were obscured, but within a moment, heavy rain burst down the embankment.
"Wow..."
The rain fell from the pavilion, making a ticking sound.
Chenghuang always knelt here and did not move for a moment. His whole body was soaked by the rain, and puddles formed on the place where his knees were kneeling.
The heavy fog was submerged by the rain, with a slight smell of mud rain falling into the nose.
The rain continued all night, and then gradually decreased when the sky became slightly brighter.
From beginning to end, he never defended himself.
When the sky was bright, Chen Changsheng closed his book in the pavilion.
He raised his sleeves and swept the candle out in the oil lamp. Then he stood up and came to the pavilion, looking at Chenghuang who was kneeling outside.
Chenghuang raised his head and looked at Mr.
Chen Changsheng moved his wrist and threw the soul-calling flag to Chenghuang.
Chenghuang looked at the soul-calling flag in his hand and couldn't help but be stunned.
"The dead souls in the flags shall enter reincarnation."