After the Full-Level Boss is Reborn

With the help of Qingfeng, it sent Jinwu straight to the blue sky.

The morning glow is like fire, the green mountains and clear water are covered with a layer of gold, and the sound of Sanskrit singing makes the world seem to be solemn.

Peiyu talked about what happened after the separation, Huaibo listened silently, clasping his hands a little harder.

"Master," Peiyu turned her head and rubbed her face, "I'm sorry..."

Huai Bai said softly, "Why do you apologize?"

Peiyu closed her eyes, the fragrance of flowers filled her face, the fragrance was slightly intoxicating, warm as spring sun, it was the body fragrance of Huaibai, "When you needed me, I was not by your side."

Huai Bo was startled, his face seemed to be scratched lightly by a feather.She said, "Me too."

Peiyu opened her eyes and looked at her puzzled.

Huai Bo caressed the girl's eyebrows and said again: "Me too, Pei Yu."

If time can flow backwards and time can be reversed, she wants to go back to the past and protect the children of Yancun earlier.

The peach blossoms are blurred, the girlish demeanor is cold and clean, the eyebrows are deep, and the hair like crow feathers hangs down on both sides.

Waiper stroked the top of her hair.

Peiyu smiled, showing a contented expression, her eyes were as clear as autumn water.

Huai Bai took her and walked along the mountain road, two blue and white figures were hidden in the peach blossoms and the mist.

Futu Mountain is to the east of Xitu, along the mountain range to the west, many small towns have been built at the foot of the mountain to accommodate the refugees who fled here.

The easternmost is where the monks live. If the barrier is broken, they will stand before the people.

When the bell rang, many people poured out of the town, like a colony of ants, poured into the nearby workshop.

Peiyu asked, "Where is it?"

Huai Bo led her over, He Shengcai held on to the paper fan and greeted her with a smile.

"Is the latest batch of Yanjia ready?"

He Shengcai bowed his hands and said, "The work will be completed in a few days, and it will be equipped for those mortal soldiers."

Huai Bo: "Peiyu and I went in to have a look."

He Shengcai gestured to lead the way, "Please."

In the workshop, the Yanjia is roaring non-stop, and the long crawlers transport the parts of the Yanjia to each workbench.

People sat in their respective places, some put together parts, some transported spirit stones, each performed their own duties, and the division of labor was clear.

In times of war, the weak can also create their own value.The refugees earned food and supplies through labor, and sent batches of Yanjia to the battlefield.

Huai Bai walked to the finished product, and caressed the black armored crossbow.

This kind of crossbow has been improved, it has a wide range and is easy to carry. The feather arrows are inlaid with spirit stones, which can cause damage to monsters.

This kind of weapon that consumes a lot of spirit stones can only be matched by the best troops.Otherwise, although the Yibao Pavilion has a lot of spirit stone reserves, it can't afford such a waste.

He Shengcai shook the paper fan lightly, with squinted eyes, and praised: "The Yanjia developed by Mr. Zhao and Momen is much better than the previous ones. It saves us a lot of spiritual stones. The immortal elder is really good at teaching disciples."

Huai Bai smiled, put down the Yanjia crossbow, "I never taught him."

She looked back, and the Yanjia Furnace was still roaring, as if it was calling for the arrival of a new era - mortals could go to heaven and earth, and fight against immortals and demons.

The three of them walked to a high hill, and workshops similar to those just now sprang up, scattered scattered over the field.

He Shengcai pointed out with a paper fan, "That place is specialized in the production of four-wheeled vehicles, that is, the improvement of the 'bicycle'. We strengthened the defense and lost a little flexibility to make it more suitable for use on the battlefield. Look, there is Produce talisman paper."

In order to cater to the preferences of his brothers and sisters, Mingying once asked Yibao Pavilion to purchase talisman paper formulas and Yanjia materials from various places, and these things happened to come in handy at this time.

Huai Bo asked: "If this consumption continues, when will the Lingshi run out?"

He Shengcai did the math, and reported a not-so-optimistic figure, "For at least ten years, the spirit veins have been taken over by the demons."

Huai Bo: "Jianyi and the others are researching weapons that don't require spirit stones. Ten years should be enough."

With a "swipe", He Shengcai opened his fan, and the words on the fan had been changed. On the one hand, "the mountains and rivers are still there", on the other hand, "the country is peaceful and the people are safe".

Seeing Huaibai and the others' gazes on the fan, He Shengcai smiled slightly, "A few days ago, I had a dream."

He stood on a high hill, looking at the mountains and rivers and the world, "I dreamed of two fairy elders."

Peiyu was startled, "Us?"

He Shengcai smiled and said: "Yes, I was walking here, and I met two fairy elders who stepped through the void and came back from a hundred years later. I asked the immortal chief, what will happen to the world after a hundred years?"

He opened his fan, with tears in his eyes, "The Immortal said, the mountains and rivers are still there, and the country is peaceful and the people are safe."

Huai Bai also raised his lips, and the golden sunlight reflected in his curved eyes, "There will definitely be a day."

He Shengcai said: "May the Haiyan River be clear and the world be peaceful."

Bodhi leaves are falling slowly.

The old monk struggled to lift the bell hammer, and in the midst of Bodhi in the sky, he rang the big rusty bronze bell under the tree.

Majestic bells rang everywhere in the Buddhist land, and countless streams of light rose from Futu Mountain, like ten thousand swords returning to their ancestors, and flew towards the largest golden palace on the mountain.

Huai Bo: "Ah, we're going to be late, Zai Zai, let's go quickly."

Peiyu jumped into the clouds, hugged her waist, and the two galloped among the clouds, "Master, what is that?"

Huai Bai smiled and said, "It was originally the place where the World Honored One taught Buddhism."

Peiyu: "Originally?"

Waiper: "Not anymore."

They concealed themselves and approached quietly.

Many monks crowded at the door, looking at a public notice stand, eagerly discussing——

"I have a swordsmanship lesson from Immortal Huaibai today! Hahaha I got up so early!"

"I heard that after taking this class, you can start to learn the sword array. Then I will go to the battlefield and kill thousands and hundreds of monsters!"

"Hey, there is Master Nanchan's refining class, Master Xun's introduction to Yanjia, and Master Lingsu is also urgently recruiting basic alchemy practitioners to learn advanced alchemy."

"The vajra method of Buddhist monks also sounds very powerful."

Someone else sighed, "I'm a music cultivator, and I've refined hundreds of bottles of blood coagulation pills. Why haven't the people from Qianhan Palace come yet?"

Peiyu was startled: "What is this?"

Huaib took her hand and walked quickly through the crowd and across the courtyard.

The corridors are clean and spotless, only the courtyard is covered with linden leaves.The old monk leaned against the bronze bell, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

"The place where all ways blend together, we call it the University College."

The battle is imminent, and it is unknown when the demons will invade, so improving the strength of the monks has become a very urgent matter.

All sects no longer hide their secrets, and give out the secret techniques within their own sects, and casual practitioners who can only learn by themselves also have the opportunity to practice advanced techniques.

Of course, practice is not achieved overnight, and requires continuous self-improvement, so most of the lessons taught by various sects are quick introductions and highly functional homework.

A hundred ways blend here, a hundred flowers bloom and a hundred schools of thought contend, and the immortal sect has never been so eager and harmonious.

Peiyu whispered: "If we can win this time, the Xianmen will be different in the future."

Huaibai dusted off his green clothes, and was about to enter the door to give lectures. When he heard the words, he turned around and said, "When misfortune comes, blessings depend on it, and blessings come when misfortune rests on it. Thousands of years later, if we look back at this great battle, future generations may have different evaluations. "

Peiyu thought of the emptiness on the public notice board, "Master, why is there no Confucianism on it?"

Huai Bai paused, his eyes sad, "The Confucianism has already..."

The clouds were overcast, the cold wind howled, and the sea rolled up with huge waves.

The statue of the saint who had stood for thousands of years collapsed and fell to the ground, dust flying.

The fire broke out in Shengrenzhuang, and all the pavilions, towers and pavilions, full of love and romance, were burned.

The golden figure was pierced by the magic blade and fell into the deep black sea, just like the sun falling, and the world fell into darkness.

Jiyue woke up from a nightmare, clutching her chest and panting, her face pale as paper.

She raised her eyes, the Milky Way stretched across the sky, and fireflies danced in the dense forest.

"feel better now?"

Jiyue's eyes turned red, and she clenched the woman's sleeves tightly, "Master, I had a nightmare."

Kyuubi caressed her back affectionately, and took her into his arms, "Yue'er, this is not a dream."

Jiyue clenched her teeth, trying her best to suppress the tears in her eyes.

Kyuubi sighed, "It's not your fault."

Jiyue: "I can't protect anyone... I want to bring peace to all generations, but I can't even protect Shengrenzhuang, nor can I protect Manman and Caiyun. Master, am I a waste?"

In the past, she had a smooth life, became famous at a young age, had superb talent, and was loved by the common people, so she consciously wanted to repay the common people, and imitated the saints to save the people from suffering.But setbacks came one after another, and the faith of the girl of heaven collapsed.

Kyuubi hugged her, and pressed her chin against the top of her head, "Yue'er, I've been using the saint's standard to ask you, it's my teacher's fault."

The thin body of the young girl in her arms was trembling constantly, and her sobs were choked in a low voice, suppressed into her throat, even at this moment, she did not dare to cry aloud.

Jiuwei suddenly envied Huai Bai, at least no matter how indifferent Peiyu is, she will show the most real and softest appearance in front of the master, unlike Jiyue, everyone's expectations of the master sister these years have created a flawless looking The sage, but let the girl with the heart of a child wear away the edges and corners.

"I keep telling you what to do, but I didn't teach you, it doesn't matter if you can't do it."

As Kyuubi said, a crystal teardrop fell into the girl's black hair, "Yue'er, it's not your fault, don't put all the responsibility on yourself, even the second coming of the saint, at that time , can’t save Shengrenzhuang.”

"So, just cry if you want to, saints also cry."

Jiyue tried her best to suppress it, but the choked voice came out bit by bit, "Master... I'm sorry... I'm sorry."

She did nothing right.

You Yancui was seriously injured and fell into the sea, the scene of life and death unknown, the scene of the sage's village being burned, and the scene of corpses scattered all over the place kept revolving in her mind, which made her cry so hard that she finally fell into darkness.

After a long time, the girl's crying gradually subsided, her breathing became steady, but her brows were still tightly knitted.

Looking at her thin face, Kyuubi felt distressed, and raised his hand to touch the center of her eyebrows, as if wanting to heal her pain.

The grass and trees rustled, and a few little foxes jumped out.

Nine tails asked: "Have you found the trace of Caiyun?"

The fox said: "Whether on the shore or in the sea, there are no fairy elders."

Kyuubi frowned, and said worriedly: "What about Manman?"

Fox: "There was a rabbit who saw her before the ten thousand demons were born." It glanced at Nine Tails, and said cautiously, "Walk into the ten thousand demons cave together with Dongting. Then the ten thousand demons were born..."

A cold light flashed in Jiuwei's eyes, and he said bitterly: "Dongting, she deserves to die!"

Jiyue seemed to feel her murderous intent, moved uncomfortably, and murmured in her dream: "Master."

Kyuubi held her hand in a soft voice, "Master is here."

She turned her head and commanded all the beasts in the mountains and forests, "Go to the Demon Palace and search to see if Manman is there. I think she must be bewitched by a monster."

Kyuubi didn't expect Liu Huangu to become a demon king, but just thought, if you persuade him well, the child will turn around.

After hearing this, the beasts turned around and jumped into the forest.

The night breeze was cool, Nine Tails sat on the rock, nine big furry tails stretched out, covering the girl's much thinner body.