The years when I made seven sand sculptures cry

Mu Chengxue lowered her eyes slightly, looking at the person in front of her.

Chu Xiangwan looked at him as if he was seeing him for the first time. Since Zhou Yu appeared—no, since Bai Yunshen appeared, his eyes have not been so focused on himself.

Mu Chengxue's heart skipped a beat, and the favorability at the top of his head jumped forward. The Young Castle Lord saw a "5" floating above his head.

Before he had time to wonder, Chu Xiangwan heard the person in front of him ask himself, "Why are you looking at me like this?"

Hey, Mu Youshi hasn't realized the changes in himself yet?

Chu Xiangwan pointed at his hair, and said hesitantly, "Mu Youshi...you, your hair..."

Following the direction of his fingers, Mu Chengxue looked over her shoulder, and saw a strand of white hair on the black fabric like new snow, forming a stark contrast with the clothes.

His eyes sank, it seemed that the arrow just now took away not only his strength, but also his source of life.

Those liberated spirit bodies were still flying up from Loulan City, which had lost the cover of dense fog, and continuously merged into the light belt, but the figure of Loulan King stayed in place.

The body of the horse beside him dissipated, and the heavy black color on his body also faded, revealing the true appearance of the Loulan king thousands of years ago.

His face is still handsome, his blue eyes are like the clear sky, and his long golden hair is like the shining sun.

In an instant, his figure overlapped with the king who was sitting on a high platform and watching the celebration with a smile on the corner of his mouth that the young castle master and the others saw in the illusion.

When Chu Xiangwan was about to stare blankly, Guocheng stopped chanting, and the Young Castle Master heard him whisper: "Why doesn't King Loulan leave? Does he want to fight again?"

No, no matter whether it is other people or the great priest who directly confronted King Loulan just now, they all know that King Loulan is not staying here to fight again.

There was no longer any fighting spirit on him, and his gaze was on the broken altar.

The reason why he is still here is to wait for someone.

The strong man in the world has reached his state, and no matter where he goes in this vast world, it is his will.

Loulan's mission is over, he naturally wants to go to the same place with his people, but he has been waiting, but there is still one person missing in front of him.

King Loulan finally made a move. He walked towards the altar step by step. Everyone looked at the king shrouded in a golden light, looking for him to find his best friend.

The altar was shot through a big hole by Jiang Xue's arrow, and the icy blue arrow body has returned to Mu Chengxue's hand, turning into a ring between his fingers.

Under the hole, the pool of blood has also turned into a clear spring. In the underground palace, there are only Loulan fruit around the pool and the long steps that are empty.

Mu Chengxue followed, and Chu Xiangwan immediately followed with the little black unicorn in his arms.

Behind them, others followed, and finally stood still seven or eight steps away from the altar, watching Loulan King standing on the edge of the hole, looking down with a pair of blue eyes.

At the end of the long steps illuminated by the moon, the figure of the high priest slowly appeared. After 3000 years, a pair of close friends finally met again.

King Loulan looked at him, and the slight anxiety on his face faded into a bright smile, as dazzling as the sun in this desert.

The high priest stood on the spot and looked up at him, seeing the king he served stretched out his right hand towards him.

Watching this scene, the Young Castle Master was extremely excited, and could not help but hold Zhou Qilin's little hooves and put them together.

Great, the Young Castle Master thought excitedly, King Loulan and the High Priest met again.

Soon, they will be able to return to heaven and earth together with the people of Loulan, and get real liberation!

However, the high priest standing below did not respond to King Loulan's expectations as he thought.

Hearing the sound of the chains, Chu Xiangwan couldn't help but look carefully at him, only to see that the black chains were still wrapped around him.

Young Castle Master: "..."

……why is it like this!

The high priest's body has been weathered, and he can no longer be imprisoned, but this black chain is directly locked on his soul, nailing him firmly to the ground!

Underneath, the high priest looked at the clear moonlight tonight, with a trace of satisfaction on his face, as if he had forgotten the pain that had been imposed on his soul.

Then, he looked at King Loulan and shook his head slightly.

Everyone watched him put his right hand in front of him, respectfully bowed to the king he served, and prepared to send him off at the end.

Although these two people did not communicate aloud from the beginning to the end, the young castle master clearly felt their pain and helplessness.

There was mist in his eyes, and he couldn't help but wonder if there was even a possibility that he could help them.

He turned his head to look at Master Wuwei, the eminent monk of the Tantric sect has a high level of cultivation and can save the souls of the dead, maybe he can find a way to resolve the injustice of the high priest.

However, Master Fearless shook his head helplessly, and the light of hope in the eyes of the Young Castle Master suddenly dimmed.

Mu Chengxue stood beside the young man, also looking at the two of them.

Guided by fate, he came back here and broke Loulan's formation, but at the moment he can't do anything.

The high priest has been bound in the underground palace and has become one with Loulan. One day with him, Loulan will continue to move in the desert like a ghost town.

Even if there are no extraterrestrial demons here that need him to intercept.

"If the wish-fulfilling jewel of Tantra is here, the matter will be settled easily." Xie Tiao's voice sounded regretfully.

As soon as he mentioned the Wishful Orb, Master Wuwei chanted the Buddha's name, raised his head and said to Mu Chengxue: "The most important treasure of the Esoteric School, the Wishful Orb, has been lost for many years. If it exists now, there is indeed room for it to be turned around."

As soon as his words fell, Mu Chengxue narrowed his eyes and asked, "Where did it appear last? I'll look for it."

Hearing the words, the Young Castle Lord rekindled hope in his heart.

I only heard Xie Tiao say: "The last time the Ruyi Orb appeared was 400 years ago, and there has been no definite information about this treasure since then." He said, spreading his hands to Mu Chengxue, "Sorry, Brother Mu, This time I am powerless to help."

Mu Chengxue pursed her lips, it was really bad that hope appeared and then disappeared.

Behind them, a strange look flashed in the eyes of several priests of the Zhou family.

More than 400 years ago, wish-fulfilling gems did appear, but they appeared in a small border town.The treasure was covered with dust, and no one knew it. At that time, the head of the Zhou family passed by, discerning the pearl with his eyes, and brought the treasure back.

Later, this treasure was passed to the hands of their young master, but I don't know if he will—

As soon as this thought flashed through, they heard Zhou Yu's voice, saying, "Here I am."

"Brother?" The Young Castle Master turned his head to look at him in surprise, while Mu Chengxue's expression turned ugly all of a sudden.

Zhou Yu, Zhou Yu, why can I meet him in everything?

He was the one who found Duan Xieya first, and he was the one who got to know Chu Xiangwan first, and now he is even the one who owns the Ruyi Orb.

From the corner of Chu Xiangwan's eye, he caught a glimpse of Mu Chengxue's expression, and he was shocked.

Mu Youshi already had a cold temperament before, but now that his hair is white and snowy, he looks more like a person made of ice and snow.

The little black unicorn has trouble with Jiang Han, so he is going to argue with his brother, which is really strange.

The Young Castle Master was afraid that he would say something like "Suddenly don't want to use it anymore, let them do this", so he hurriedly opened his mouth first, grabbed Zhou Yu's hand and said, "Brother, I have never begged anyone in my life— "

Before he finished speaking, the little black unicorn demolished his platform in a childlike voice, and said, "Liar, you look like you are begging everywhere."

"..."

Seeing the expression on the young castle master's face, everyone couldn't hold it anymore. Obviously, after struggling for a long time between throwing Zhou Qilin away and ignoring him, they finally endured it.

He continued to plead with Zhou Yu, who had a clear smile in his eyes, "Even for the sake of Lou Lan's sacrifice for the world, I beg you, brother, to help a group of high priests."

In the rear, the first priest returned to the previous drowsy state, and the second priest stood beside her, also silent.

But the third offering is different from the fourth offering, and the fourth offering's voice sounded coquettishly, saying: "Although our young master has many treasures in his hands and is generous, a treasure like wish-fulfilling jewels shouldn't just be taken out like this." .”

"Yes." The third priest nodded and agreed without principle, "Junior Sister is right."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Zhou Yu say "OK", and then simply took out the long-lost treasure of Tantric Buddhism.

Four priests: ...the face hurts.

As if he had found a treasure, the Young Castle Master stretched out his hand to take the treasure called Ruyi Orb. At first he felt that it looked strange, and then he couldn't help turning it in his hand.

With a soft sound, the time and space around him seemed to be stirred up, and he stopped in fright.

Guocheng was next to him, stretching his neck to see the long-lost treasure of Tantric Buddhism. The two teenagers felt that although the treasure was called Ruyi Orb, it didn't look like a bead at all.

It consists of two parts, one is a handle and the other is a rotatable sutra cylinder.

The entire magic weapon is carved out of bronze, and its surface is covered with verdigris. When it is held quietly, it does not have any special breath, but when it is held in the hand and turned, it immediately triggers the mysterious rules between heaven and earth.

Master Wuwei clasped his palms together and recited Amitabha.

In his old voice, Zhou Yu glanced at Xie Tiao, if he said that this person just mentioned it casually and didn't know that this treasure happened to be in his hands, Zhou Yu would not believe it no matter what.

Xie Tiao smiled at him, then looked at Chu Xiangwan, and saw the young man holding the wishful orb in his hand, looking at Mu Chengxue, then at King Loulan standing in the distance, then turned around and took the magic jewel Handed it to Guocheng: "Come on."

"I'm coming?" Guocheng looked dazed, seeing the young castle master nodding, so he looked down at the tantric treasure in his hand, feeling a little dizzy.

"Master..." He looked at Master Wuwei, saw Master smiling and nodding to him, then he calmed down, emptied the altar, and then shook the wish-fulfilling orb in his hand.

As soon as the prayer wheel is turned, the surrounding world seems to be covered with a veil, becoming dim and indistinct.

Turn around again, everything around is attracted by this scripture, and everything starts to go backwards.

The high priest standing in the underground palace heard the sound of chanting sutras from above, and the pain that had been imposed on his soul and tortured him for thousands of years suddenly eased.

King Loulan stood on the edge of the altar, watching the faint light on his body.

If the wishful jewel turns once, it is like reciting the Tripitaka once; if it turns two weeks, it is like reciting all scriptures; if it turns three times, it will eliminate the sins of body, speech and mind; if it turns ten times, it is as heavy as the sins of Mount Sumeru. will also be eliminated.

Everyone watched the scripture cylinder turn steadily in the hands of the young monk. When it turned to the third round, the surrounding scenery changed.

Loulan, which was dead and silent under the moonlit night, has returned to its former glory. When everyone looked up, they saw that the bright moon above them had turned into a scorching sun.

The sun was pouring down blazingly, but the people in it could only hear the dance music and laughter from the surroundings, and could not see the slightest figure.

In Loulan City, only Loulan King and the high priest stood on the high platform, bathed in the glory of the past, as if they had returned to the day when Loulan King succeeded to the throne.

The golden king walked to the center of the high platform, and the high priest, whose shackles had dissipated, also walked towards him. The two stood on the land of Loulan, which had no subjects, and smiled at each other.

Then, their figures turned into countless light particles and dissipated into this illusion.

……

There was a rumbling sound from the depths of the underground palace, the light and shadow dissipated, and Loulan began to collapse!

"Wow—" The Young Castle Master felt the ground shaking under his feet, and he was lifted up by the people behind him before he could react.

He hugged the little black unicorn and turned his head to look, only to see Doctor Bai grabbing him and flying him into the air.

The priest who seemed to be half asleep also opened his eyes and grabbed Zhou Yu's hand.

Xie Tiao retracted his fan, grabbed the unrecovered Master Wuwei and Guocheng who had just woken up, and also flew off the ground.

The rest of the people didn't need to think about anything else, they all turned into streamers and flew out of the rapidly collapsing Loulan ancient city, and landed far away on the sandy ground before the ancient city was completely turned into wind and sand.

Under the moonlight, everyone turned around to watch the dilapidated ancient city completely weathered, and was blown to all directions by the wind in the middle of the desert.

Chu Xiangwan felt that Doctor Bai had put him down, and the first reaction of the Young Castle Master was to look at Mu Chengxue standing in front left.

In the end, the whole thing had a happy ending, but for the people in front of him, the origin he just found disappeared like this. Disappointed.

Mu Chengxue looked at the weathered and disappeared Loulan, and heard the young man's voice beside him. Chu Xiangwan asked Bai Yunshen in a low voice, "Master Bai, can Mu Youshi's hair return to its original shape?"

Bai Yunshen said, "It can be cured."

"Really?" Chu Xiangwan's voice sounded very happy, "Then what—"

Before he could ask clearly, Mu Chengxue said directly: "No need."

The young castle master stopped, hugged the little black unicorn and looked at him. Seeing him looking at the ancient city of Loulan, where the last shadow had disappeared, he said in a low voice, "It's a memorial to this place."

After a while, there was only the wind in the desert, and it was all over.

After using the Wishful Orb this time, it will take another 100 years of recuperation before it can regain strength.

Now that he met an eminent monk of Tantric Buddhism here, Zhou Yu naturally did not take it back. He said to Master Wuwei: "This magic weapon will be returned to its original owner."

The little monk was holding a wish-fulfilling gem in his hand, and when he heard his words, he was overjoyed.

"Amitabha." Master Wuwei clasped his hands together and bowed to Zhou Yu, "Thank you, Lord Zhou."

Zhou Yu glanced at Zhou Qilin who was being held in Chu Xiangwan's arms. The right-hand envoy had not yet asked Master Wuwei to change it back. Then he looked away and said, "Master wants to go back, but you want me to let you go back?" People use a jade boat to see him off?"

"No need." Master Wuwei said indifferently, "Traveling thousands of miles is also practice."

Xie Tiao looked at them from the side, and interjected with a smile: "No need, master, then Brother Zhou might as well send me off with a white jade boat, after all, it is thousands of miles away from the Qianji Building, and it depends on me It’s hard to go back by yourself.”

After he finished speaking, he looked at Bai Yunshen again, and said invitingly, "Brother Bai, why don't you go with me?"

Miracle Doctor Valley was originally in the outskirts of Beijing, so it was a good way to go back with Xie Tiao, and Bai Yunshen had no reason to refuse.

The Young Castle Master looked at this moment as if everyone had decided on their next itinerary, and they were about to disperse. He immediately stood on the spot and shouted, attracting everyone's attention: "Wait! I have something to say!"

His cry was extremely loud in the desert night, and everyone looked at him, including the little black unicorn in his arms, obviously waiting for his next words.

The master of Shaobao was beating his heart like a drum, and moved his lips under the gaze of everyone. Finally, he closed his eyes and yelled loudly: "In half a year, the evil spirits from outside the sky will launch a full-scale attack from the border! If we don't unite , we will lose this battle!"