Rebirth of the Urban Madman

A small world was in complete silence.

Those young Golden Crows had sorrow in their eyes.

This is the Emperor Xianyang, Golden Crow Xianyang! ?

Qin Hongyi couldn't help but purse her lips slightly, "Therefore, the Heavenly Dao protects the Golden Crow Clan!?"

"Therefore, the Heavenly Dao protects the Golden Crow Clan!" Qin Xuan smiled, and he looked at Qin Hongyi.

Qin Hongyi suddenly smiled, "Yes, from ancient times to the present, the emperors were buried in the forbidden land, and the saints taught all living beings."

She smiled, and in the last corner of the Emperor's Soul memory, she seemed to understand why it was that smile.

No regrets until death!

Qin Xuan slightly side-glanced, and I don't know when, on the side, a monk was listening to the story from Qin Xuan's mouth.

He looked at the Wuchao Emperor Wood, but there was only a smile in his eyes.

"By the way, Brother Changqing, the monk Bu Shi arrived three days ago, and I don't know how he came." Qin Hongyi followed Qin Xuan's gaze, saw the monk Bu Shi, and said with a smile.

"Hello, two donors!" Monk Bu Shi, with his hands clasped together, looked at Qin Xuan with a look of gratitude.

Qin Xuan nodded gently, and then he led Hong Yi and walked slowly outside the island.

Monk Bu Shi followed behind Qin Xuan, Qin Hong Yi and others, leaving the young Golden Crows alone, immersed in the story told by Qin Xuan.

Even if it was fake, it was shocking enough for them, and even affected their lives.

Qin Xuan walked forward, and many Golden Crows looked at him with awe.

However, the three of them were very silent.

Until Qin Xuan and the other two walked to the edge of the Wuchao land.

At this edge, there were red reefs, standing strangely.

There was also a piece of red blood-like flowers, which were some mortal spiritual flowers. In this Wuchao land, they were like ordinary flowers and plants in the world.

Golden Sunflower!

Qin Hongyi picked a flower and put it on his black hair, "Brother Changqing, does it look good?"

"Yeah!"

Qin Xuan smiled slightly, and turned to look at the monk who followed silently.

"Xianyang Hall will be opened in three or four months, why do you have to follow me and Hongyi!?"

The monk was stunned and laughed.

"I don't know anyone in this Wuchao, so I followed behind the donor Changqing. I hope the donor Changqing will not be offended by this abruptness!"

Qin Xuan's eyes were calm, "Time flies, you don't have much time left."

The monk's eyes paused slightly, and his expression seemed to change slightly.

"Donor, did you see it?" After a few breaths of silence, the monk's voice slowly sounded.

Qin Hongyi looked at the monk Bu Shi in surprise. She asked in confusion, "Brother Changqing, what happened to this monk? Is he going to die?"

"He should be a semi-saint, and his life span should be hundreds of thousands of years, right?"

Qin Xuan smiled, "Not everyone wants to live to the end. Some people, in order to do something, even if they die, it is not worth mentioning."

Qin Hongyi was a little confused. She looked at the monk Bu Shi, and she was even more puzzled.

How can a good person die just like that?

What's more, she didn't see any trace of the monk Bu Shi's lifespan running out.

Even Qin Hongyi used her magical powers to see if the monk Bu Shi was about to have a catastrophe.

"Little girl, don't spy!" At this moment, the monk Bu Shi slowly squatted down and chuckled.

He no longer called him the donor, and his eyes seemed to have become calm, like a pool of stagnant water, without any waves.

Qin Hongyi was stunned and even more confused.

The monk Bu Shi chuckled and said, "People of the future, I also have a story. I wonder if you would like to hear it?"

"This story is about a friend of mine."

He walked in front of Qin Xuan. This was the first time he quietly sat cross-legged on the golden beach.

He let his arms fall on his legs and looked at it quietly. He took a handful of yellow sand and let it slowly flow through his fingertips.

The monk Bu Shi quietly looked at the boundless sea and suddenly smiled.

Qin Xuan looked indifferent and quietly stood behind the monk Bu Shi.

"In terms of time, it should be after the Jinwu Xianyang you described, in the West Desert, a deserted village next to the Red Cliff in the desert."

"People in this village would go to an oasis in the desert from time to time to hunt wild animals and pick wild fruits."

"My friend is a young man in this deserted village, about..."

The monk raised his hand and described him, "He looks like fifteen or sixteen years old. He worked hard and had no one to rely on. Both his parents were buried early in the endless desert."

"I thought he had lived an ordinary life, nothing special, until one day, he went to the oasis where he was picking up waste and met a woman!"

The monk smiled, "A woman, quietly holding water and drinking it, and I don't know when, there was a small house built with dead wood in this oasis."

"My friend was probably shocked, and he didn't know what to do.I have seen such a beautiful woman before, and I was stunned for a moment!"

"Until the woman came to his side, he finally came to his senses, and fled like a frightened little animal, and even didn't say a word to the woman!"

"For the rest of the month, he came here almost every day, and every time he looked at the woman, he was discovered by the woman every time and fled!"

"Until one time, when he was not paying attention, a crocodile monster in the shallow lake of the oasis almost killed him. When he woke up, he was already in the simple wooden house."

"Thank you, it should be the first sentence he said to the woman, full of fear, uneasiness, gratitude, and lingering fear. "

The voice rose slowly, like a breeze, into the ears of Qin Xuan and Qin Hongyi.

Qin Xuan's eyes were calm, but Qin Hongyi was very interested.

The monk Bu Shi continued to speak, "After that, my friend became familiar with the woman, often bringing some things that he thought were new and novel, and the woman often accepted them. In a flash, seven years have passed."

"The boy has grown up. He can't be said to be handsome, but he is also heroic. He even stayed in this oasis to keep the woman company!"

"My friend probably likes her very much! ? "

The monk Bu Shi turned his head slightly and looked at Qin Hongyi and Qin Xuan.

"Of course, the woman must be very beautiful, so your friend is so fascinated by her that he doesn't want to leave!"

Qin Hongyi nodded and continued.

"Yes, very beautiful! "The monk Bu Shi chuckled, "Until one day, he expressed his admiration, and then he understood what it meant for a woman to live in this oasis of wild spirits in this desert for a long time."

"This was also the first time he saw the mysterious magic of the practitioners in this world. The woman did not refuse, but agreed, and just taught him to practice!"

"From then on, he was truly on the path of practice. The woman occasionally went out and brought some bottles and jars of elixirs. Although my friend was practicing for the first time, with the guidance of the woman, he made rapid progress. In just ten years, he actually went from the mortal realm to the immortal realm!"

"At the same time, he also knew the name of the woman."

The monk Bu Shi looked at the boundless sea, looking into the distance, and there were many long rainbows coming from the end of his sight.

"Coincidentally, the woman's name is surprisingly similar to the Golden Crow you mentioned before!"

The monk Bu Shi paused slightly and smiled.

"Her name is Xian Yang!"