Frost has fallen, the sky is blue and quiet, and autumn events have prompted the west wind.
Outside Jinguan City, the figures of Wuyang Wuyang have already covered the flat land outside the city gate. Countless people, with their hair covered with wind and frost, quietly watched the monks and laypeople gradually disappearing.
A white crane.
"Xiaoguan, Shangguan Yun, together with all the folks in the city, would like to thank the Emei Holy Monk and the Kunlun Immortal Master for relieving our Jinguan City from danger."
"All the people in Jinguan City will definitely set up immortality tablets for the immortal master and the holy monk. I wish the immortal master and the holy monk can attain the great truth, enjoy immortal blessings forever, and live as long as heaven."
After speaking, Shangguan Yun and everyone knelt down in unison.
"Thank you so much, Master Immortal. I wish Master Immortal can attain enlightenment, enjoy immortal blessings forever, and live as long as heaven."
"Thank you very much, holy monk. I wish the holy monk can attain enlightenment, enjoy immortal blessings forever, and live as long as heaven."
For a moment, the sound was like thunder, echoing between the heaven and the earth, frightening the birds and beasts around. A vast stream of human destiny shot straight into the sky.
At this moment, the spiritual gourd that had already been suspended in the sky was constantly swallowing the human destiny that filled the sky. The original sapphire gourd body became more emerald green. The black gold dragon hovering on the gourd became even more...
Be lifelike.
Kongchan and Qingmu stood on the back of the crane, looking at the spiritual gourd in front of them that was constantly absorbing luck, and then looking at Xie Heng, their eyes full of confusion.
After a long time, all the luck in the sky was finally absorbed by the gourd of spiritual luck. Suddenly, a hazy clear light completely enveloped the gourd.
"Boy, hurry up and give me some more of the black and yellow luck in your chaotic sea of consciousness."
A wave of spiritual consciousness suddenly sounded in Xie Heng's spiritual sense.
Hearing this, Xie Heng also raised his brows, and a black and yellow spiritual light lit on the spiritual gourd.
Seeing this scene, Monk Kongchan frowned slightly and asked softly:
"Fellow Taoist, will such unscrupulous devouring of human destiny have an impact on the destiny of the human race? Will it be inappropriate for the people of Western Shu?"
When Kong Chan said this, he paused briefly and focused his attention on the spiritual gourd in front of him. He said slowly.
"By absorbing human luck like this, be careful of disasters coming in the future. Brother Tao, you still need to be cautious."
Hearing this, Xie Heng was about to speak when suddenly, an angry voice sounded in the ears of several people.
"Hey, little bald donkey, how dare you arrange this for me? Do you believe that I will beat you all over your head?"
Qingmu was immediately frightened and hid behind Xie Heng. He carefully looked at the rising and falling gourd in front of him and whispered:
"Uncle Master, this little gourd has spoken."
"Xiao Daojun, this little gourd has become a spirit!"
Xiaobai's black eyes were rolling around, looking at the gourd with a look of shock on his face. He said in surprise.
"Humph, you are a bunch of ignorant kids. I am the gourd weapon spirit of spiritual luck, not the gourd spirit."
A voice of disdain rang in everyone's ears. It even shocked Xiaobai and Qingmu into a daze.
At this time, Monk Kongchan's head was covered with black lines, and he glanced at Xie Heng with a slightly questioning look.
"Haha, Brother Tao, don't misunderstand, this gourd is like this, don't mind it."
Feeling the somewhat unkind look in Kong Chan's eyes, Xie Heng suddenly smiled awkwardly.
"Brother Calabash, can you speak directly?"
As if to change the subject, Xie Heng asked quickly.
"Boy, I have told you many times that you are not allowed to call me Brother Calabash. This title is really unpleasant. I told you that you must call me Master Ling Yun."
As if he heard something that made him irritable, the spiritual gourd kept shaking, as if he was furious.
"Now that I have absorbed this human destiny, I have broken through a little bit of the shackles. I no longer need to communicate through spiritual thoughts as before."
Hearing this, Xie Heng's eyes suddenly lit up, he looked at the Jinguan City with only its outline below, and asked eagerly:
"Really? Brother Calabash, is that enough to make up for the lack of human luck in Xishu?"
When Monk Kongchan heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up and he stared at the strange gourd in front of him.
"Huh, little monk, please look carefully at me. I am not the evil weapon you think."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Ling Yun gourd turned over, and a stream of white mist emerged from the gourd's mouth. In the blink of an eye, the white mist expanded and enveloped the entire land of Xishu.
In an instant, the colorful red dust air rose from the land of Xishu and merged with the white mist. Gradually, it merged with the space and gradually disappeared.
In an instant, a silent yet full of vitality enveloped the entire land of Xishu.
At this moment, the people of Xishu seemed to have received a baptism both physically and mentally. Their original decadence was wiped away. They were all full of energy and full of hope for the future.
Kong Chan and Xie Heng were shocked when they saw the changes in Xishu. Looking at the ups and downs of the spiritual gourd, which was full of brilliance, they were even more horrified at the moment when the mysterious aura enveloped the entire Xishu.
The imperial capital of the Dayu Empire, in the back hall of the Imperial Ancestral Temple.
"Hey, what's going on? Why does the luck that I lacked before seem to be back?"
"No, this luck seems to be mixed with something else."
"Um?"
"Yes, there is indeed something else mixed in. But what exactly is this thing? Why do I feel that it has a refining effect on my Tao body?"
"Huh? That's true. Weird, weird."
"Okay, don't make any noise."
As this old voice sounded, the entire apse fell into silence.
"Stop investigating the previous luck matters and ask Lao Liu to come back."
"Nowadays, the great wilderness is about to rise, and none of those immortal sects are easy to deal with. It is better to improve your strength as soon as possible."
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"Little bald donkey, do you still think that I am a brave man who can only get in and out?"
Looking at the spiritual gourd in front of him, the look of shock and admiration on Kong Chan's face suddenly disappeared. An understatement made this strange gourd jump up and down again.
"Amitabha, Brother Calabash can give such feedback to the people of the world, which is a blessing to the people. I also hope that Brother Calabash can follow Taoist friend Xie Heng to practice quietly and strive to achieve the Great Dao as soon as possible."
"Wow, little bald donkey, you actually taught me a lesson. I'm so angry."
Boom…….
A crisp sound came, and when Xie Heng heard the sound, he understood that Monk Kongchan had been poisoned by this strange gourd.
Turning around to look, sure enough, a huge bulge hung brightly on Monk Kongchan's shiny bald head.
Looking at Kong Chan, who was covering his head with both hands and seemed a little confused and a little angry, Xie Heng finally laughed unkindly.
"Ha ha ha ha."
At this time, Qingmu and Xiaobai started laughing even more unscrupulously, which made Monk Kongchan blush with anger.
"Little monk, this is a little lesson for you. Do you still dare to call me Brother Calabash?"
Seeing the empty cicada about to go berserk, Xie Heng quickly put away the strange gourd and said comfortingly:
"Brother Taoist, brother Taoist, don't be angry, don't argue with a gourd. It's just a big bag, everyone will have this time."
Hearing this, Monk Kongchan's eyes lit up and he looked at Xie Heng's forehead carefully. He nodded slowly.
"Amitabha, Taoist brother is indeed a person who values friendship and righteousness. This bulge on the young monk's head is a sign of keeping company with fellow Taoist monks."
Xie Heng saw Kong Chan regaining his composure instantly, and kept looking at his forehead, as if someone had stepped on his tail, and exclaimed:
"Monk, you have to give evidence when you speak. When will Xie be beaten by a gourd? Ah? Where is your evidence?"
"Amitabha, when did the young monk say this? Fellow Taoist, please don't smear someone's innocence out of thin air. Fellow Taoist has admitted it himself, so how can you slander the young monk?"
Staring at Monk Kongchan's innocent face, Xie Heng was even more convinced that this monk was wilted.
"Uncle Master, have you also been hit by that strange gourd?"
At this time, Qingmu's weak voice came, and Xie Heng's handsome face suddenly turned completely dark.
Turning his head to look at Monk Kongchan, Xie Heng's expression looked like a smile but not a smile, and the corner of Xie Heng's mouth twitched.
"Xiaobai, let's go."
唳~~
A crane's cry slowly echoed in the sky above Western Shu. A huge white crane carried everyone and gradually disappeared into the vast sea of clouds in Western Shu.