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However, Chang Ming did not have so much time to think about those things from ancient times. After all, the most urgent task now was to solve the water and soil problem in Chenyu Valley.

Under Xiaomao's leadership, everyone walked to the depths of the cave. Looking at the murals that were also covered with moss, Xiaomao was a little confused for a moment.

"Hmm... moss again. There was no moss when I came here not long ago..."

Xiao Mao scratched his head in confusion, then looked at Ying and Chang Ming for help, as if he wanted them to solve the problem like before.

Ying pursed her lips as if she was used to it - she was used to the situation where there would be more troubles wherever she went, and this time was no exception.

With the help of the "immortal power" given by Fu Jin, the moss faded away quickly, and the crucial murals were fully revealed at this moment.

"So... Xiao Mao, do you know what the murals mean?"

Paimon looked at the mural which was a little difficult to understand for her, scratched her head in confusion, and then gave up thinking.

"Hehe~ At first I didn't understand what was drawn on it, but after listening to what Sister Fu Jin said today, I understood it!"

"This is what happened before the murals on Lingmeng Mountain!"

"Look! A long, long time ago, people could still communicate with the gods in heaven, probably by facing the big jade in the middle."

"Among those people, there are servants of the gods who lead and protect them. They should be the little golden man painted here."

"Later, just as Sister Fu Jin said, something strange happened. The ancestors of Chenyu Valley lost their messengers who guided them, and they could no longer communicate with the gods in the sky. Only then did the Toulong ceremony come into being."

Hearing this, Ying and Paimon turned their eyes to Chang Ming who was standing aside in deep thought.

They have walked through snow-capped mountains and visited the abyss of rock. From the information they have obtained, the little golden man in the mural might be the original "fairy".

As the followers of Sky Island, fairies can communicate with Sky Island and guide humans on the right path.

I don’t know whether Chang Ming, who is a fairy, knows these contents.

As if he had noticed the gazes of the other two, Chang Ming raised his head inexplicably and looked at the people in front of him strangely.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Uh... I just want to ask if you know these things..."

Paimon put his hands behind his back and put on a cute pose, trying to get away with it.

However, Chang Ming didn't buy it. He pursed his lips helplessly and asked back with some helplessness:

"Do I look like a fairy who has lived that long and has that many memories?"

"If there really is, I'm afraid I would have become a body without consciousness and soul now."

Hearing Chang Ming's words, Ying and Paimeng nodded somewhat embarrassedly. Before they could continue speaking, Xiao Mao asked curiously:

"Fairy...spirit? Isn't Brother Chang Ming a human?"

"Not human..."

The corners of Chang Ming's mouth twitched slightly, as if he was a little... speechless about Xiao Mao's remarks.

Although he already knew what his situation was, to be honest, he still found it difficult to accept.

This is not difficult to accept because he cannot accept his fairy identity

——But he can’t accept that others say he is not a human being.

The reason is simple. He can't even tell whether the other person is cursing or telling a fact sincerely!

Thinking of this, Chang Ming sighed helplessly, and said with a slightly forced smile on his face:

"Yes, I am not a human, but a fairy."

"Eh! That makes sense!"

"What makes sense?"

Chang Ming looked at Xiao Mao in confusion. He found that this child was the only one he couldn't handle so far.

——The thoughts that jump out of control are like walnuts.

"Brother Chang Ming is really amazing! Those ordinary fairies are just standing stupidly on the side of the road, but Brother Chang Ming can move freely and even talk!"

"Doesn't this just prove that Brother Chang Ming is really powerful?"

Hearing this, Chang Ming was slightly stunned, and then fell into thought.

like...

The little guy is quite right?

Just when Chang Ming was about to say something, Fu Jin's voice sounded behind them without warning.

"So you're here! I was worried..."

Hearing Fu Jin's voice, Paimeng blinked slightly, then turned back to look at the carp floating in the air and asked uncertainly:

"Uh...are you the Immortal Fujin?"

The golden carp did not answer her directly, but said awkwardly:

"...Ahem, Xiaoxian, I was worried at first. There is a lot of mist in the mountains and wilds, and ferocious beasts are rampant. I am afraid that you will encounter an accident on the road."

"But it looks like you're all okay now."

"Thanks to Ying's immortal power, I was able to connect with the golden carp hidden here. This gave me a way to communicate with you directly."

"Everyone, please follow me."

After saying this, the golden carp "swam" forward on its own, leaving everyone standing there looking at each other in bewilderment, at a loss.

"Uh... let's just follow them."

......

Under the guidance of Fu Jin, who said "Everyone is wandering in the air with nowhere to go", they passed through the mist and came to the shore where the Toulong ceremony was held in the past.

And the golden carp that led them here also turned into a floating brocade at this moment.

Looking at the calm lake and mist in front of him, Fu Jin slowly closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"Huh... I haven't shown up here in a while."

"This place used to be very lively and popular. At that time, the three of us could travel freely in the mountains and rivers."

"Yes... that was like the flowing water under the moon, although it was dark, it was also shining..."

A hint of sadness flashed across Fu Jin's emerald eyes, as if he was commemorating the past half of himself that had been dead for who knows how long.

"Okay, let's stop here for the reminiscence."

Fu Jin shook his head gently and shifted his gaze to the people in front of him.

"Thanks to you, I can come back here again and preside over the Toulong ceremony."

"Eh? So... the Immortal Fujin is the person in the mural? The little golden man shining with golden light?"

Paimon looked at Fu Jin in front of him with some curiosity and asked.

"Little golden man... well, you can understand it this way."

"Oh, I see. Sister Fu Jin is the one who stood on the top of the mountain holding an egg?"

"Ah - really, Xiao Mao! That's Baoyu! How can it be an egg!"

Fu Jin looked at the two funny guys in front of him in silence, sighed softly and continued:

"Toulong is a ritual full of power."

"The precious jade Silong can calm rivers and bring prosperity, but it can also be a killer, just like the immortal power that helped you along the way. The only thing between it and the curse power is the power of the curse."

"I have to keep a close eye on the Toulong ritual, lest anyone use it for evil, so... ahem, yes, I am the one holding an egg in the mural!"