The drizzle falls.
After purifying the red clouds and dissolving the divine power, the red fields were dotted with layers of green. In the withered and yellow mountain forests, vegetation grew wildly and everything sprouted. On the land that was originally full of haze and silence, there were more
Somewhat agile and lively.
"It's raining!"
"This rain is normal!"
"Look, today has become normal!"
"God have mercy on us!"
"..."
At this moment.
Everywhere on earth.
Countless mortals looked at the sky that gradually returned to blue, felt the coolness of the drizzle and the vitality, knelt down and worshiped, cheered and cried with joy.
For decades.
They had almost forgotten what color the sky above them once was.
The drizzle is like silk.
The transformation of this land is only the beginning.
As all things revived, divine power was purified, and traces of spiritual intelligence emerged again, quietly permeating every corner of the land.
Above the sky.
Gu Tian and the others, who were constantly refining their divine power, also stopped their movements. Feeling the spiritual energy rising from all over the land, they were shocked in their hearts!
"It's raining, it's raining!"
Lao Sun was filled with emotion. Even if the three of them worked together, it would probably take several days to refine these red clouds, but now... it only takes less than a moment!
"The big girl is right!"
Old Wei wiped the rain off his face and thought deeply, "This rain is sweet!"
Lao Sun "..."
He didn't bother to refute, rather he was trying to break the rules.
…
Inside Tenryuji Temple.
Looking at the young grass sprouts growing out under his feet, Huineng clasped his hands together, silently recited the Buddha's name, and said with emotion, "It's really a miracle."
"Not a miracle."
Gu Han shook his head and his eyes fell on the Hongchen Sword, "This is, of course."
nature?
Hui Neng's level of strength is too different from his, so some of them didn't understand.
Gu Han didn't explain.
He knew very well that the source of everything came from Yun Jiansheng's natural sword intention.
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It belongs to nature and contains everything.
It is naturally easy to change the celestial phenomena of a place, bring about the growth of all things, and contain spiritual inspiration.
He understands.
From this moment on, the haze that has shrouded this land for decades will completely dissipate, ushering in a new life.
Suppress the feelings in your heart.
He solemnly put away the Red Dust Sword, not wanting to stay any longer, and turned to say goodbye to Huineng.
Before leaving.
He also left a storage ring to the other party as a way of thanking the other party for guarding the God-Slaying Formation conscientiously.
Watch him go away.
Huineng held the storage ring in his hand, his eyes a little complicated.
"Who is this senior?"
"So strong."
A young novice monk said excitedly, "One sword! He killed that god with just one sword."
"so amazing!"
"Even in the Seven Realms Alliance, no one can do such a thing?"
"Master knows him!"
"Master, is he some great monk who has participated in creation?"
"..."
behind.
Several young novice monks discussed Gu Han's identity with awe of the strong.
no doubt.
Gu Han's God-killing sword had an unimaginable impact on them who had just entered the world of cultivation.
"He is not a senior."
Huineng sighed, "Strictly speaking, he and his teacher are from the same era."
What!
All the young novice monks were shocked!
In the same era as Master?
How could it be so strong?
This gap is too big!
"then."
Huineng recalled the past and lamented, "I once competed with him for a chance in the gold list. We fought fiercely for a long time, and the outcome was indistinguishable!"
Somehow
.
He put a gold on his face.
Fighting is not fighting.
In fact.
He did go to the Golden List back then, but... he just met Gu Han face to face, that's all.
"Really?"
The young novices looked at him suspiciously. Although they didn't say it clearly, their eyes betrayed their thoughts.
"It's true."
Huineng's old face was a bit uneasy, he clasped his hands and said seriously, "My teacher is a monk, and a monk will not lie."
"Master is so amazing!"
All the young novice monks believed it and looked at him with eyes full of admiration.
Hui Neng looked calm.
he thinks.
He really wasn't lying.
To be continued...