The sky was dark, and dark clouds shrouded the land thousands of miles in radius.
Part of this thick, irreversible black cloud is a naturally formed dark cloud, and part of it is the murderous aura and resentment of the human world soaring straight into the sky. When blocked by the wind, it can neither rise nor fall anymore, so it just floats on the sky.
In mid-air, there was a ball of deathly air.
Ascetics with weak magic power fly in the sky, and are most afraid of encountering clouds formed by this kind of dead energy. If they fly into it, the true energy will not circulate smoothly, and they may fall from the sky at any time and become a dead body.
Right now, there is a small figure speeding through the clouds of deathly energy. His movement is so fast that it is indescribable, and it would not be an exaggeration to describe it as a shooting star flying across the sky.
"The mighty heavenly dragon breaks through the demonic barrier. Rides the wind and crosses the sea, duh!"
The child's hands formed a simple fist seal, with the middle finger, ring finger, and little finger of both hands clasped tightly, and the thumb and index finger pushed forward. As he cast the spell, a looming eight-clawed golden dragon surrounded him, dispersing the death energy around him.
The child looked at Long Zhan, Bai Susu and others who were still unconscious in their hands, and smiled with satisfaction. "My mother's illness is strange. I used my own magical powers to treat her, but I couldn't cure it. That's right, my mother believes in it wholeheartedly.
The God of Luzhou in Beiju doesn’t believe me. My medical skills are of no use to her. Huh, she and my three brothers are all possessed by ghosts! That God is obviously a god believed by evil heretics. If it weren’t for my true intention
Before it becomes completely clear and I can’t let go of the burden of family ties, I will have transcended them long ago!”
The child thought angrily that the thousands of mountains and rivers of Nanfangbu Prefecture were passing by beneath him.
"Forget it, she is my mother after all. I will persuade her better in the future. If I let her eat this Ganoderma lucidum, she can live for at least two hundred more years. Daddy likes to eat stewed meat. This python is called Long Zhan.
I asked Mother Wu in the kitchen to add some herbs that nourish the kidneys and qi, and stew it for dad to eat. My eldest brother likes braised pork, so he asked Mother Wu to braise the white crane essence..."
He was making calculations in his mind when he was suddenly stopped by a murderous aura in front of him that shot straight into the sky.
"Well, what's going on?" He pushed aside the clouds and looked down to the lower bounds.
The lower realm is an important border town. The refugees in the city are fleeing crazily. On the battlefield outside the city, officers and soldiers are fighting with the rebels. Most of the rebels are wearing farmers' clothes and holding sickles, kitchen knives, and wooden sticks, but they are all confused.
Not afraid of death, he fought to the death with the officers and soldiers of the Tang Empire.
Although the officers and soldiers had excellent weapons, they had not been trained for a long time and their fighting will was weak. When they were slightly at a disadvantage, many officers and soldiers abandoned their helmets and fled. The two sides fought for most of an hour, but the officers and soldiers finally could not withstand it and retreated to the city in defeat.
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After another hour of fighting, the city was finally breached. The rebels invaded the city and slaughtered almost all the officers and soldiers.
"Kill!" the leader of the rebel army cursed fiercely, "these common people, who have been blinded by lard, actually helped the army defend the city. They are still idiots! Kill all the men in the city and give the women to those who have no wives."
brothers!"
The rebels responded with a roar and dispersed immediately. Earth-shattering cries rang out throughout the city, and flames broke out everywhere.
Half a day later, the only people in the city who could still breathe were the rebels and the women. There were sounds of gasping, screaming, and angry curses everywhere in the city.
This resentment was so strong that it soared into the sky and stopped the child in his tracks.
"Hmph, no matter how fiercely these ants fight, they are still ants! Fighting between ants and ants will only make the superior immortals and Buddhas feel ridiculous! When I grow up and become stronger, there will be no more wars in the world! Who wants to ignite
If a war breaks out, I will destroy whoever it is!"
He stopped in the clouds and watched for most of the day. Feeling bored, he stamped his feet and left the ancient city that was still burning.
Along the way, as far as you can see, there are wars everywhere, burning, killing and looting everywhere, and miserable winds and rains everywhere. The Tang Empire has been unable to recover, and smoke is everywhere. The officers and soldiers are being massacred, and officials are being massacred. In some places
There was great chaos, the food harvest was poor, and there was already a situation of cannibalism.
Those poor families with many children really couldn't survive, so they exchanged their children for food. If their own children couldn't bear to eat, they would not have such a heavy psychological burden if they ate other people's children.
"The law of the jungle is the same as in ancient and modern times. You are too weak and deserve to be despised, insulted and eaten."
The child watched with boredom. At the end, he was really irritated and simply closed his eyes.
No longer paying attention to things in the lower realm, he flew much faster. An hour later, he flew to the edge of the East China Sea.
Fuliang City on the East China Sea was an important town of the Tang Empire. Fuliang City, together with hundreds of miles of nearby land, has had good weather in recent years, and the prefect Yang has managed it well and strictly guarded against the rebels, so Fuliang City still maintains its
The public security in the city was peaceful, and the people in the city lived and worked in peace and contentment, and were not affected by the war.
The child flew outside Fuliang City, turned into a golden light, and landed in front of the city gate.
He patted his clothes and straightened his appearance before carrying the three of them and swaggering into the city.
"Fourth Young Master, are you back from hunting? Hey, this is..."
When the officers and soldiers guarding the city saw the child entering the city, they quickly stood up straight and saluted. When they saw clearly the three people the child was carrying, they all opened their mouths. Human-shaped monsters. There are many strange ones.
Come and help me carry them." The child impatiently handed Long Zhan and the other three to the officers and soldiers.
Hearing the child say that these three people were monsters, the officers and soldiers took the three men from his hands tremblingly, their hearts beating for a while.
They knew that the fourth son of the Yang family in front of them was an extraordinary figure.
Three years ago, the wife of Master Yang, the prefect, was pregnant for a long time, but could not give birth. It was useless to invite all the women in the city. Later, I heard that Master Yang worshiped the Buddha devoutly and moved the Guanyin Bodhisattva. The Bodhisattva appeared and brought the baby to the west.
The Buddha was given to Mr. Yang, and then Mrs. Yang gave birth to the fourth son.
This rumor spread more and more widely, and became more and more bizarre. Finally, it was rumored that the fourth son of the Yang family was the reincarnation of Sakyamuni.
The fourth son of the Yang family did live up to people's expectations. He could talk and walk as soon as he was born. He could eat three pigs and one hundred pounds of vegetables in one meal. When he was one year old, he defeated all the martial arts masters in the city.
Bu Luo Bei, when he was two years old, he was said to have mastered martial arts in the world and dared to go hunting for treasures on the bottom of the East China Sea outside Fuliang City. Now he is three years old, and he no longer knows how far he has grown.
When he was born, there were words on the palms of both hands. On the palm of his left hand was "I am the only one" and on the right hand was "Moko Infinite". This also coincides with the legend of Sakyamuni's birth. It is said that when Sakyamuni was born,
They walked eight steps to the southeast, northwest, and said eight words, that is, "I am the only one in the world!" Someone once vividly said that when the fourth son of the Yang family was one and a half years old, he once held the Buddha in his hand.
Zi killed a fierce ghost.
Because of all the magical legends about the fourth son of the Yang family, people in Fuliang City and nearby villages regard him as the reincarnation of Buddha. Every day, an endless stream of people come to the Yang Mansion to pay homage to the living Buddha. Of course, the servants of the Yang Mansion do not allow them.
After entering, these Buddhist believers voluntarily pooled money to build a temple on the street behind the Yang Mansion, enshrining the portraits and tablets of the fourth son of the Yang family, and burning incense and kowtowing every day.
However, the fourth son does not please his biological mother and three brothers. The reason is very simple. Mrs. Yang and the three sons of the Yang family all devoutly believe in the God of Luzhou, Beiju, and believe in Christianity. They go to the only church in Fuliang City every day.
They recited the Bible and refused to take another look at the Buddhist scriptures that Master Yang read every day. Because of their different beliefs, the mother, son and brothers refuted each other almost all day long, but no one could convince the other.
Fortunately, Fourth Young Master Yang is very filial. Although he has different beliefs from his mother, he still respects his mother very much. He never forgets to give his mother something delicious and goes to greet him three times a day. Young Fourth Young Master Yang is a famous filial son in Fuliang City.
The reputation is very good.
What people talk about most is the name of Young Master Yang. It is said that after he was born, there was a jade plaque around his neck with the three words "Yang Xiaochan" written on it.
Yang Xiaochan naturally became the name of the fourth son of the Yang family. Now in Fuliang City and Shili Baxiang, the three characters "Yang Xiaochan" have replaced "Amitabha". When Buddhist believers encounter dangers and recite the Buddha's name,
All those chanted were Yang Xiaochan’s name.
When the people in the city saw Yang Xiaochan approaching, they hurriedly put down their work and saluted him hastily. The devout Buddhists even knelt down to him and chanted Yang Xiaochan's name.
"Living Buddha, Living Buddha!" A monk knelt on the ground, kowtowed like pounding garlic, and broke down in sobs.
Yang Xiaochan was obviously used to this scene. He smiled at everyone and continued walking forward.
After walking two streets and passing through an alley, a tall courtyard appeared in front of me. The courtyard was bustling with lights, fireworks, and people coming and going at the door. It was very lively.
"Hey, is this a happy event?" Yang Xiaochan asked curiously.
"Yes, Young Master, the Young Master of the Qi family got married today, and many people came to congratulate him." The soldier behind him replied hurriedly.
"Oh!" Yang Xiaochan nodded. The Qi family is a big family in Fuliang City. The head of the Qi family, Mr. Qi, was also a fierce warrior in the battlefield when he was young. Later, he retired and returned to his hometown. His wife died young, and he was both a father and a mother.
After having a son, now the third generation of the Qi family, Mr. Qi has also reached the age of marriage.
"I have a good relationship with Mr. Qi. By the way, he sent me a wedding invitation a few days ago, but I forgot all about it." Yang Xiaochan patted his head, "Look at my memory. I didn't prepare a gift. What should I do?
?" He looked at the Bai Susu carried by the soldiers behind him and thought about it. "If you have it, I will give this white crane essence to his grandson as a gift. Anyway, the eldest brother may not like to eat crane meat."
After making up his mind, he said to his soldiers, "Let's go to Qi Mansion."
"First worship the heaven and earth, second worship the high hall..."
In the main hall of the Qi family, Mr. Qi and the bride wearing a phoenix crown and harem were kneeling on the ground, kneeling down to Mr. Qi who was sitting on the Grand Master's chair, smiling from ear to ear.
"Mr. Qi, I'm late, I'm rude and rude!" A domineering voice sounded.
Everyone looked up, and even the bride and groom temporarily stopped kneeling. The crowd automatically parted a path, and Yang Xiaochan walked in carrying Bai Susu.
"Young Master Yang, when you come to my humble abode, the flowers are shining brightly!" Mr. Qi was surprised and happy. Everyone in Fuliang City knows about Yang Xiaochan's reputation. He originally sent a wedding invitation to Yang Xiaochan, and Yang Xiaochan also agreed to come.
Today, after waiting for a long time, he did not see Yang Xiaochan. Mr. Qi asked the soldiers of Yang Mansion, and the soldiers said that the Fourth Young Master went hunting in the wild and did not come back for several days. He was depressed, so he had to hold the wedding first, but he did not expect that Yang Xiaochan would
The time has come.
"You're welcome, Mr. Qi." Yang Xiaochan smiled and handed Bai Susu to the two soldiers. "Give this to the old man."
Mr. Qi's eyes were dim. After the soldiers came, he saw Bai Susu and was shocked. "Mr. Yang, why did you give me a beautiful woman? Or is she dead?"
"Mr. Qi, don't get me wrong." Yang Xiaochan waved his hand, "This is a white crane jing. I beat it to death. You ask your chef to stew it, add some Sichuan peppercorns, star anise, and salt to make a soup, and cook it with your grandson.
My granddaughter-in-law will eat meat and drink soup, and I will keep you all alive until you are three hundred years old."
After all, Mr. Qi was a battle-hardened general, and he had seen a lot about all kinds of supernatural things. He gradually calmed down. Especially when he heard that eating it could prolong life, he was even more elated.
He ordered his servants, "Go, wash her, disembowel her intestines, and cook her on low fire for three days and three nights." The servants hurriedly responded.
The whole room was filled with guests and hosts enjoying themselves. Mr. Qi invited Yang Xiaochan to take a seat. Yang Xiaochan did not refuse and sat down without hesitation.
He looked around and frowned, "Why isn't my father here?"
Mr. Qi hurriedly said, "Prefect Yang said that Mrs. Yang was seriously ill and it was inconvenient to come here, so he sent his own soldiers to deliver congratulatory gifts. The prefect is too polite." Then, he seemed to have thought of something, "Mr. Yang, you have magical powers.
Guangda, why can’t your mother’s illness be cured for her?”
"My mother doesn't believe me, and my medical skills are useless to her." Yang Xiaochan frowned, "There is a difference between saving people and killing people. You can kill people by any means, but saving people requires her to believe in me and my magical powers.
Enter her body and improve her vitality."
Everyone sighed and changed the topic.
Yang Xiaochan looked at the bride who was sitting next to him and said nothing. He suddenly sneered and said, "Bride, why are you trembling all the time?" dd