The fire spread wildly, the plants and trees turned into ashes, and the beasts became scorched bones. The surging sea of ​​fire flooded the mountains, and the swelling heat brought the warmth of extinction to the thousand-year-old underground palace. Somehow, the alien races that bound the underground were becoming more quiet before the upcoming catastrophe. When the heat came, the snow rope that bound the ice and snow girl had gradually melted, and now the ice has completely recovered its freedom. The sealed entrance is right in front of me, and the grandfather of the clan leader in the distance no longer stopped him. As long as he showed his body, he could break out of the ground. Just a snow bell was thinking about the words of the clan leader in his heart, and the girl "staggered and stammered when he was talking."

However, what the hesitant girl, like Jieyue Bingxia, did not expect that when the flames she was in pointed directly into the ground, the source of the fire talk outside had quietly changed. At this most critical moment, the boy who had almost stopped suddenly had earth-shaking changes.

"roar……"

In an instant, Zhang Muyun's face suddenly distorted and she growled lowly, as if she was suffering from great pain; and before he thought about why this was the case, tears had flowed out of his eyes first. Speaking of which, Zhang Muyun had never cried since he was sensible; but at this moment, facing the lush grass and trees that were burned all over the mountains, he felt as if he felt the same way. The sour wind shot his eyes, and he felt sad from it. After a little calm, he wiped his tears, Zhang Muyun said to the Taoist priest calmly:

"Wujiu, you can't do this."

One word was like a water bottle that had broken the seal for thousands of years. In an instant, it was like thousands of rivers rippled out from the waist, and countless cool magic machines washed away, washing the spirits and flesh that had experienced the world in an instant. So when Wujiu heard the boy's words look up again, his originally careless expression instantly frozen:

Afterwards, Wujiu was difficult to describe his feelings at that time. He recalled it thousands of times, but never could retrace any specific image of Zhang Muyun at that moment. What was the boy at that time? Is it a mountain? Is it a river? Is it the earth? Is it the sky? It seemed that Zhang Muyun had indeed become a big tree that supported the sky and cracked the earth. The green crown penetrated straight into the sky, the branches of the dragon were sunny and white clouds, but the trunk was just a void. A tree with a vague and deep black abyss seemed to be able to suck him in anytime and anywhere, and it would never be restored from now on!

This is the still Zhang Muyun. When a fire wind blows from the depths of the sky, countless green leaves fly together, and suddenly the plants and trees are empty. An eagle flapping its heavy wings and swaying into the air, and its vast wings stretched out to block the entire sky. For a moment, the night fell. In the haze, I felt that there were trillions of stars shining on the wings of the giant eagle that stretched across the sky and the earth. At that moment, "he" was the entire universe!

All kinds of real and illusory scenes rushed past, and none of them were the boy. But Wujiu knew clearly that he was facing this young man named "Zhang Muyun". All the fantasy and illusory scenes were reconstructed when he recalled them later. At that time, he was facing the calm boy. He looked at the boy and said to him calmly:

"Wujiu, you can't do this."

"Why?"

At that time, I was still very dissatisfied. So I saw the familiar and strange boy laughing. I seemed to hear him say:

"Because you are hurting my people..."

At that moment, the young man standing on the hill looked around, as if he was a emperor who was patrolling all directions.

"Please put out the fire."

Zhang Muyun looked at the fire spreading everywhere, with bright eyes staring at the Taoist on the hillside.

"This is the momentum of mountains and rivers?!"

Wujiu, who couldn't help but think of a state that Taoism advocated, was not willing to give up. So he raised his hand to add a "clear heart mantra" to himself, trying to get rid of such an outrageous illusion earlier. However, when this sober and concentrating mantra was applied, the Taoist who could have stood forever suddenly fell down and sat on the hillside and could never get up again!

"Crack!"

When Wujiu fell into the dust, a thunder suddenly sounded in the smoke and smoke that could not be dissipated due to the burning of wildfires on the peaks, followed by a heavy rain. The pouring rain extinguished the fire among the seventy-two peaks of Junshan in a blink of an eye.

The sudden drop of thousands of sweet rain not only solved the urgent needs of the underground spiritual race, but also instantly awakened the long-sleeping Taoist heart.

"Stop!"

Looking at the messy and charred mountain fields from afar, the Shangqing halman who had already stood up laughed loudly in the heavy rain and shouted:

"It's ridiculous! I'm still calling myself Wujiu, but these days I'm very wrong!"

After shouting wildly, he bowed to the young man on the hillside, then turned around and left, and soon disappeared into the heavy rain.

After a long time, when the heavy rain stopped, in the dim twilight, the girl Jiaona who was like rain blowing on her side was still confused. She wiped the water droplets on her cheeks and said to the boy:
Chapter completed!