Chapter 674: The Winner Will Be Decided,

It's over. In the past, Zhao Qing invited Li Changxiao to go to the Great Heaven Realm with her to help her find the Tao Fruit.

Now after many twists and turns, the two of them have returned to the Lingtian Dynasty. It's true that the world is full of twists and turns. They went out to sea to search after all kinds of hardships, but in the end, the Taoist Fruit was right beside them, right in front of them.

Zhao Qing regained the Dao Fruit and returned to the body. Everything has been settled, and it is time to say goodbye. Things will fall into place, let nature take its course.

The two walked side by side, walking very slowly. Unfortunately, due to frequent wars, there were not only few pedestrians in the wilderness, but also the scenery on the roadside was always devastated and lifeless.

Sometimes the two paths depend on each other, and just walking side by side, even without talking, is enough. After Zhao Qing returned the Qingping Sword to Li Changxiao, she suddenly stopped walking, but Li Changxiao was still moving forward slowly.

The two of them got farther and farther apart, and Li Changxiao didn't look back, waving his hand in farewell, until finally he disappeared completely.

Zhao Qing watched quietly and watched him go away.

…

As usual, Si Nian planned to go find Li Changxiao after waking up in the morning. Just like the previous days, he talked about some good and bad old things. Although it was dull, his heart was very peaceful.

But it was raining heavily today. She stood in front of the window and sighed softly, thinking that if she went to find him in the heavy rain, it would be a burden on him.

Si Nian was deeply afraid of destroying this balance, so she waited until the dark clouds cleared from the sky and determined that there would be no more trouble, then she trotted out of the city. The smell of rain could cover up the stench of blood. After leaving the city, she soon came to the bank of the Java River.

But the boat was nowhere to be seen again, and her heart suddenly lost most of her time and space. Even though she had known for a long time that the other party would eventually leave, she didn't even say hello, which made her feel so uncomfortable. Then in a trance, I walked along the bank of the Java River.

After walking for several miles, there was no sign of him. Si Nian thought to himself, "He said he doesn't blame me, but he must still blame me. Otherwise, why wouldn't he even say hello? But it's my own fault, but I'm so sad."

After walking for an unknown amount of time, a voice came from behind: "Disciple, stop chasing me, don't get distracted." When Si Nian turned around, he saw his master quietly standing behind him, looking at him. Si Nian vaguely felt that his master seemed different, but he couldn't put his finger on it. When she saw her master, she immediately wanted to cry. Tears rolled down her face and she said, "But if I don't chase him, I will be so sad."

Zhao Qing walked over and took her into his arms. Si Nian was stunned for a moment. Master had never done such an intimate thing with her. Zhao Qing said softly: "Some people can't be caught up. Don't think too much. Moduo asks, Moduo thinks, he will always come back to see you."

Si Nian pondered the meaning behind his words. Zhao Qing looked into the distance and sighed, not knowing what he was thinking.

…

The age of seeking change has come to an end, but Li Changxiao still uses "seeking change" as his reign title.

After five hundred and forty-three years of seeking change, Li Changxiao traveled north and came to the border of the Lingtian Dynasty. Commonly known as the Northern Desert, it was the place where the fortune teller killed Zhao Qing.

In the northern desert, there is a small wine shop. Three or five people in the shop are chatting, talking about the current situation of Lingtian. After drinking three ounces of wine, he got drunk. He slapped his hand on the table and said, "I understand everything. That bullshit God of Incense and Fire is a fucking liar. He is trying to cheat people out of incense!"

After the words fell, a strong man continued: "It is true that He Mu is respected by many people, but how can you imagine that he is a cold and selfish monk?"

The young man who was just starting out asked: "Everyone, what does 'monk' mean? Can't we, who are ascetic, also be regarded as 'monk'? How come it is related to the four words of indifference and selfishness?"

Scar Eye explained to everyone one by one the great changes in Lingtian in recent years. It turns out that after the incense dispute that year, the two incense gods fell out and completely exposed each other.

The nature of the God of Incense and Fire was thus revealed. Soon after, due to the turmoil in the human race, the activities of "monks" had to be frequent, and the group of "monks" gradually became known to the public.

Everyone's respect for the immortal god was actually decreasing day by day, but their fear was increasing. Because people's hearts are unpredictable all year round, "monks" are always blamed for bad things in the end. Over time, the people have gone from respecting "monks" like gods to fearing "monks" like tigers.

On this basis, there are also extremely evil sects harvesting everywhere, gradually forming such a situation.

The Lingtian Dynasty has worshiped Hemu for more than five hundred years and has always admired it and found it to be extremely effective. However, it was not until recent years that the "not saving a city" in Hemu Temple gradually spread. Longcheng was furious, and the two dynasties of "Litian" and "Chitian" deliberately added fuel to the flames behind it.

As a result, the incense of Hemu has dropped sharply, and countless golden bodies have been forcibly demolished and replaced with pieces of gold for circulation. Ling Tian said: "Incense has been scented for hundreds of years, but it is not worth gold to charm people."

After Scar Eye explained, everyone said that he was well-informed and had seen many aspects of the world. Although these are all major events that have been widely circulated, Ling Tian's information circulates very slowly. If he hadn't gained some fame in the world, he wouldn't have been able to know so clearly.

The young man asked: "Brother Scar, if Hemu doesn't save a city, he will destroy 80% of the temples. The price is too high?" The strong man said: "It's great to be great, but I am an immortal master with boundless power, so there is no need." I care."

In the wine shop, everyone was talking to each other, ranging from the Goddess Hemu to the current civil strife in Lingtian. This civil strife has lasted for several years, and it is finally time to decide the winner.

Scar's eyes said: "Perhaps the prince and princess, who are hundreds of years old, are also immortal masters. They plan to gamble their luck and fight for the last time in the Northern Desert."

The young man said, "Why are there so many immortals?" The strong man said, "I heard that the times changed suddenly, which made the immortals unable to practice. Otherwise, you, me, him, him, he, could all become immortals."

When he said the three "he", the strong man stretched out his fingers and pointed at everyone in the tavern one by one. When he pointed to the last person, the strong man was obviously stunned. He had been drinking in the tavern for half an hour, but he didn't remember when a swordsman lay on the table.

He looked carefully and saw that the swordsman was really handsome, wearing white clothes and sleeping soundly. At this moment, he seemed to be awakened by the noise, slowly opened his eyes, yawned, stretched his waist, and pushed the door out of the tavern.

The waiter chased him and asked for the wine money, and said anxiously: "Sir, wine..." As soon as the words came out, he looked down and saw a few copper coins lying in his palm.

As for when he got it and when the customer gave it to him, he couldn't remember it at all.

Seeing this horrifying scene, everyone in the tavern stood up, looked at each other, and broke out in cold sweat.