When the Great Dao Dies, I Remain; When Spiritual Energy Withers, I Endure

The person who came was naturally Si Nian.

She came to find Li Changxiao.

After closing the door, it took a long time for the canteen to gradually become warm.

Si Nian sat down in front of Li Changxiao.

Although Yang Xiuhua was the boss's wife, her status should be higher than Li Changxiao, and her style was also known for her toughness, but at this moment she did not intend to interfere with the conversation between the two.

She went back to her room wisely.

But out of curiosity, she put her ear to the wall and eavesdropped.

"My master is here to see me." Si Nian looked solemn and got straight to the point.

"Is it that Mu Xianchang?" Li Changxiao asked.

Si Nian nodded.

When the spiritual energy was not exhausted, her master's reputation was much greater than hers.

"The spiritual energy is exhausted, and I don't know how many masters and apprentices have disbanded." Li Changxiao said with emotion, "Speaking of which, a master like Mu Xianchang is really rare."

Even after the spiritual energy was exhausted, Li Changxiao had never contacted Mu Xianchang, but he could see something from the Hemu Temple.

Mu Qin took good care of Si Nian.

"Yeah." Si Nian nodded, "It is indeed my honor to be able to worship under the master."

Speaking of this, she frowned.

She was not here to reminisce today.

"Changxiao, you'd better leave Longcheng as soon as possible." She looked solemn.

"Oh?" Li Changxiao cast a curious look.

Si Nian said: "Longcheng will have a great catastrophe recently. In short, you'd better leave."

Speaking of this, she glanced out the window, as if she was in a hurry, and suddenly stood up.

She turned and left, and when she walked to the door, she turned back and said seriously again: "Leave Longcheng as soon as possible, you must listen, I won't hurt you."

After that, she gently closed the door.

Li Changxiao remained silent, and it was unknown whether he took Si Nian's words to heart.

After Si Nian left Longlaixiang Canteen, he ran into his master not far away.

Under the moonlight, Mu Qin's whisk shone with silver light, and she just stood there quietly.

She was like a fairy who had fallen into the mortal world.

"Master." Si Nian bowed respectfully.

Mu Qin said calmly: "Did you tell that kid?"

"This is an act of leaking the secrets of heaven."

"Although you may not be punished, try to do less of this kind of thing in the future."

Si Nian nodded repeatedly, "Master, I won't do it again. It's just... I can't bear to see him being implicated because of our old friendship."

Mu Qin sighed slowly, "Disciple, when you were pursuing the great way, you were not so leisurely and indecisive."

"Even if you can't bear it, the departure of the old friend is inevitable. You must be mentally prepared."

Si Nian said respectfully: "Yes, Master."

Mu Qin walked in front and said slowly: "Longcheng has set up the River Mother Temple to collect the incense from all the people."

"I haven't figured out how to use the power of these incense, but after establishing the River Mother deity, I have a subtle sense of the changes in the rivers."

"So, I came out of retreat immediately to find you."

Under the night, the master and disciple walked in the snow.

Si Nian asked, "Master, is the catastrophe that is about to happen in Longcheng related to the river?"

Mu Qin shook her head, "It's related to the sea. I just sensed the change coming through the river."

"Could it be..." Si Nian suddenly thought of something. Recently, the tidal wonders in Longcheng have turned into deadly waves, which have submerged many villages and towns.

"I don't know what it is specifically." Mu Qin said, "But the correct answer is to leave this place of trouble first."

"Master, then these people..." Si Nian hesitated for a moment and asked.

Mu Qin looked back at Si Nian and sighed softly, "Let the golden body in the Hemu Temple shed two drops of blood and tears to serve as a warning."

"After that, it depends on each other's blessings."

Speaking of this.

She was also extremely helpless.

If it were before, she would definitely suppress the waves with one hand, but now...

"Evil obstacles." She looked towards the direction of the South China Sea and uttered two words lightly.

…

Yang Xiuhua walked out of the room, feeling that something was lingering in her mind.

But she couldn't remember it.

She looked at Li Changxiao and was very curious about his background, but then she thought that he was just a worker who was paying off his debts. If he left after paying off his debts, wouldn't it be a bit bad for her to ask him rashly?

She thought about it.

Suddenly, there was a "pop" from the kitchen.

Then there was the sound of tiles falling.

Yang Xiuhua didn't care about these things, and hurried to check, and found that the roof was hit by hail and had a hole.

The cold wind rushed in.

Yang Xiuhua frowned, in this winter, if it wasn't repaired, it would freeze people to death.

She was a woman, cooking and managing the family business, but how could she repair the house and patch the tiles?

Just when she was worried.

Li Changxiao volunteered to take on the heavy responsibility.

However, he had a request, he wanted to taste the hundreds of years old daughter red again.

As he spoke, he seemed to recall the mellow wine, and he couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

Yang Xiuhua put her hands on her waist and was very angry when she talked about this matter. She didn't expect that after so long, this guy was still eyeing the girl's red.

Long Laixiang's girl's red is a family secret.

Not many people know about it.

That day, the white-clothed swordsman came to the restaurant for dinner and asked for the girl's red that was hundreds of years old.

Yang Xiuhua thought that the swordsman was an old friend of her father, so she presented it to him.

Unexpectedly, after the swordsman finished drinking and eating, he couldn't even pay for a penny.

He also said that he could use his beautiful dreams to pay off his debts.

Whenever Yang Xiuhua thought of this, she couldn't help cursing in her heart, saying that it was as if you could control dreams.

"Okay." Yang Xiuhua's thoughts raced, and finally nodded.

This swordsman has really helped me a lot these days.

"Okay!"

Li Changxiao was motivated, set up a ladder, and began to repair the roof.

He looked at the big hole in the roof.

He knew that it was not caused by hail, but was caused by human beings, but he didn't say it, fearing that Yang Xiuhua would go to Hulaixiang to make trouble again, and she would not sleep well tonight.

...

South China Sea.

The sea was surging and rising continuously.

Thirteen small boats were floating on the sea.

It was Fu Ren and others.

"Brother Fu, it seems that the rumors are true. It is very likely that there is a dragon ball hidden here!"

A woman, barely maintaining the balance of the boat, shouted loudly.

The voice was mixed with the wind and rain.

"I guess the tide here is very likely related to the dragon ball!"

"It is said that the dragon race has the power to call the wind and rain, and the dragon ball, as the carrier of the dragon race's power, must be hidden in a place with wind and rain!"

The old man who looked very old shouted, his eyes bursting with brilliance, as if he saw hope.

"Hahaha, I was worried that after the spiritual energy was exhausted, the dragon ball would become a mortal object, but now it seems that the dragon ball is still a dragon ball."

The thirteen people talked to each other.

As if in this storm.

They turned into the former geniuses again. The geniuses who dared to confront the world.

Fu Ren frowned, "The spiritual energy is exhausted, and the spiritual energy is used less and less. We are just building the foundation, and the spiritual energy reserves are not much."

"So the matter of finding the dragon ball... must try to save spiritual energy."

"Otherwise, even if you find it, it won't be of much use."

He made a plan.

The thirteen people divided into two groups.

One person tied a rope around his waist and jumped into the sea to search, while another person stood on the boat holding the rope to ensure safety.

Unless it was necessary, he would never use any spiritual energy.