Chapter 189 Willow God (two in one)

The eight realms of the lower realm, in the wilderness.

Shicun is located in the vast mountains, surrounded by high peaks and ravines. Among the vast mountains, Shicun looks so small, but there are more than a dozen young willows holding up a green barrier to protect Shicun.

In the early morning, the morning glow is brilliant, falling like broken gold, bathing people with warmth.

A group of children, ranging from four or five years old to teenagers, could number dozens of people. In the open space in front of the village, there was a stone house with tables arranged one after another and a group of children sitting on stone chairs.

The loud sound of reading came from the house.

A group of big men gathered around the stone house, with their ears pressed against the wall, listening to the children reading aloud.

"Old Lin, what's the use of the culture the dean taught our children?"

"I don't know. The dean not only teaches culture, but also politics. I heard that there are other methods of lao liu, but who is this lao liu?"

"No, the dean taught them how to govern the country, but we are just a small village. Could it be that the dean wants us to annex other villages and develop into a big country?"

A group of big men were talking quietly, and not far away, a group of women were sitting not far away, handling food.

"Whatever comes, let it be."

A loud sound of reading came from the room.

But as a childish voice came, everyone fell silent.

"Now that you're here, let's bury him here!"

They remembered that this was not what the dean taught.

After a while, a cute little boy wiped his tears and ran out jumping up and down, holding his buttocks.

I saw Dahuang tied up at the entrance of the village, lying leisurely under the willow tree. The little one became angry when he saw this scene.

He stumbled directly to Dahuang and pulled its tail hard.

When Dahuang saw the little one, he bared his teeth and barked at him, as if he was cursing, and his eyes showed human anger and resentment.

"It's strange to say that this big yellow dog was brought back by the dean and wants to bite people when he sees it." Some people were communicating.

The dean they were talking about was Song Hua, who had come to Shicun five years ago and established a teaching courtyard in Shicun to teach everyone in Shicun how to survive.

For example, if you open up rice fields in a stone village, you can also go to the depths of the wilderness to capture some ferocious beasts and keep them in captivity not far away.

Everyone knows that the dean is a terrifying and powerful man, but they don't know how terrifying it is.

I heard from the village chief that the director came here just for Liu Shen.

A man in green clothes walked out of the house. He was handsome and handsome, exuding an elegant temperament. His black hair was fluttering in the breeze.

He looks like a mortal, without any aura, only the aura of a scholar.

Glancing at Dahuang with his deep eyes, Dahuang quickly picked up his tail, curled up into a ball, and let the little one ravage him.

That was the giant and powerful man from a foreign land, the Red King.

When Song Hua came to Shicun, he thought of a big yellow dog in Shicun and also thought of a big yellow dog in a foreign land.

That big yellow dog was almost killed by Shi Hao in the future. It was the Nirvana body of the Red King.

However, when Song Hua came to Shicun, he made a special trip to a foreign land and directly captured the Red King who was in Nirvana without disturbing anyone.

After all, with his level of cultivation, it would be too easy to make people disappear silently.

Today, the rhubarb tied at the entrance of the village is the Red King.

At this time, an arrogant little yellow dog walked past the Red King, looked at the Red King with stern eyes, held his head high, walked elegantly and cheerfully, and walked away shaking his head.

Finally, no one disturbed its beautiful sleep. It was very happy. Fortunately, it had a good brother to help it block the little one.

Thinking like this, Dahuang showed a grateful look to the Red King, nodded, and then left.

"Hmph!" When the little boy saw Song Hua, he snorted coldly, shook his head, a few tears fell from his huge eyes, and he pursed his lips.

The cold snort made Song Hua couldn't help but smile, and glanced at the little one meaningfully.

This guy is cute now, but he remembers clearly how he kicked me back then.

After all, that kick broke many of his ribs.

It hurts.

I was just sleeping, and then I was kicked away inexplicably.

As for why the little one was crying, it was because Song Hua spanked the little one just now.

"Why are you crying?" Song Hua said with a straight face and a smile in his eyes. He walked to the little one and picked him up.

The little one stopped crying. There were two lines of tears on her fair and tender face. Her big, watery eyes looked at Song Hua with fear, but she didn't say anything.

"Go drink your grandma." Song Hua glanced at the little one, threw him on the ground, and pointed not far away.

In front of a pile of blackened tree roots, there was a chessboard with a jar on it. White steam evaporated from the jar, filling the air with the scent of milk.

The little boy rubbed his butt, followed Song Hua's fingers, his eyes immediately lit up, and he ran over.

"By the way, you should do your homework after drinking. It's okay to be idle all day long." Song Hua said with a smile.

As soon as these words came out, the little boy's movements froze, and his right foot stopped in mid-air. His fair face was a little pale, and his watery eyes looked like he was struggling. Finally, his eyes were firm, and he walked towards the chessboard with firm steps.

He solemnly picked up the animal milk and kept chanting: "The animal milk made by the dean is better than the village chief's grandfather, so it's not a loss."

Ever since that man arrived, I haven't had a peaceful day. If I'm not in class, I'm studying, or going to the wilderness with that man to watch those huge ferocious beasts fighting.

Moreover, he is already five years old, and it is almost time for baptism. Thinking of this, the little one has a look of pain on his face.

He had been baptized several times when he was three years old. When the village chief baptized him, he felt warm and comfortable all over his body.

However, the medicine hall arranged by the dean made me miserable. I wanted to crawl out but was pushed in again.

"Just wait, Dean. When I grow up, I will definitely take revenge on you."

The little one secretly made a decision in his heart, and this decision will not change with age.

Song Hua stood under the willow tree, with the breeze blowing his hair and clothes, he looked up at the charred tree stump.

With a wave of his hand, the little one who was drinking animal milk was sent away.

There are no living creatures around God Willow, only a black altar.

"Actually, I don't need any treatment, as long as I get through this period of time."

An ethereal and peaceful voice entered Song Hua's mind.

Song Hua had given her many divine objects, but he only absorbed some of the divine nature to help him achieve nirvana.

"This time is different. This treatment should be able to restore you to the level of a true immortal or a supreme being, but it may take more than ten or ten years for you to wake up." Song Hua said.

On the periphery, countless villagers have begun to take out their benches and watch Song Hua begin to operate.

This was not the first time they saw Song Hua treating Liu Shen, but the momentum back then was not huge.

At the head of the village, there is a huge lightning-struck tree, more than ten meters in diameter. At this time, there are dozens of young willows swaying on the main trunk, and the emerald willow segments have a faint golden color.

Song Hua looked a little small standing under the willow tree, but with a wave of his hand, he blocked the space and asked at the same time: "I will cause a catastrophe to help you understand the mysteries. What is the limit you can bear now?"

powerful?"

"Kill me."

Liu Shen slowly uttered two words, his tone was somewhat expectant and quite calm.

Song Hua nodded, and then took out a bottle made of mutton-fat jade. After opening the bottle, a purple electric light bloomed from inside. The electric light shot into the sky, and a rich aura splashed out from inside.

"This is a lightning tribulation at the supreme level. I have used my great magic power to refine the power of destruction, leaving behind the meaning of life, which can help you recover from your injuries faster. As for the external tribulation of killing me, you need to survive it yourself.

Pass."

He wrapped the Supreme Thunder Tribulation Liquid with magic power and then integrated it into Liu Shen's body.

He waved his hand again, and with a bang, Shicun was directly enveloped by a burst of dense runes, isolating Shicun from this space, making him feel otherworldly.

"Wow!"

The children present had never seen this scene before. The village chief taught them only one or two bone inscriptions, but the dean could cover the whole village with a wave of his hand. It was so powerful.

Everyone was sitting on the bench. Village Chief Shi Yunfeng held Shi Hao who was drinking animal milk. He looked at Song Hua in horror and murmured: "Such a powerful and terrifying person is worthy of being able to talk to Liu Shen."

More than ten years ago, he once saw Liu Shen descending with endless thunder. It was a scene that he would never forget in his life.

Thunder catastrophe filled the sky, endless wild beasts roared in fear, and curled up on the ground, while a willow tree, bathed in the catastrophe, descended on Stone Village.

The sacrifice spirit of Shicun was frightened away.

"Boom!"

Suddenly there was a loud noise, which made everyone completely silent. Even all the creatures in the wilderness were silent. What did they see?

They saw the sky split open, and seas of thunder emerged, along with worlds appearing one after another, and a dark red side knife of providence.

"hiss!"

Everyone in Shicun took a breath of air. When had they ever seen such a scene?
To be continued...