The master of metaphysics became rich after going down the mountain

With such a fire that filled the entire sky, it is reasonable to say that a few miles away should feel the rushing heat wave, but neither Tan Mingyuan, who was close at hand, nor Shui Mingrong, who was in the center of the formation, felt any heat.

Ordinary people in Yuncheng who were possessed by a resentful ghost were running around with red eyes, wanting to destroy everything in sight. Suddenly, the fire burned, and the wandering man froze, then his thoughts returned, and he fell limp on the ground. land.

Farther away, the people in Yuncheng, who were evacuating quickly, saw the fierce red flames rushing towards them, and the crowd was so frightened that they screamed and cried.

The screams were only halfway through, and the flames had already rolled over. Everyone thought they had turned into coke, but when they touched their bodies left and right, they turned out to be intact!

Le Ning lay on Canglong's body, hugging the jade-like scales, watching Mr. Wen spit out flames.

Fierce red flames descended from the sky, centered on the place where they lifted off, and blazed away when the wind rose. From the center of the formation to the mountains, then to the mountains, and then to the outer cloud city, the dazzling flames almost Burn red half.

Lie Yan washed away all resentment in the world, and the big resentment hidden in the resentment rushed out. This was the first time Le Ning saw their faces, and it was also the last time.

The resentment was exhausted, and soon, these resentful ghosts were saved.

Le Ning watched them dissipate coldly, feeling nothing in his heart. They deserved to die 200 years ago!

When the resentment under the feet dissipated completely, the world of resentment was shattered, the mountains revealed their true colors, and the blue dragon circled in the sky and slowly fell down.

There were only ruins left in the former first sect, Le Ning glanced at those palaces, and was about to look back, when a faint white light floated up and rushed straight into the center of his eyebrows.

Le Ning only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and was dragged into a chaotic world.

In the chaotic world, everything is fuzzy, only a ray of remnants can be clearly seen.

Le Ning thought it was the old man's remnants, and ran after him, but when he got a closer look, it turned out that it wasn't the old man's, but a small fat mound.

Fat pier was staggering to be hugged, flustered academically, and dragging a huge sword taller than himself, how stupid he looked.

However, no matter what actions Pang Dun made, his body was covered with pure white light, like a spark in the chaotic and malicious world.

Le Ning slowly realized that this was the world in the eyes of the old man.

Soon, the fat body dissipated, and a Taoist priest in white shirt slowly appeared.

The old man still looked old and kind, "Xiao Lening is back."

Le Ning blinked and dared not speak, he vaguely felt that this remnant was different from the previous one.

Sure enough, this remnant did not repeat the previous words mechanically, but showed a warm smile.

"Xiao Lening, your friends are all very good."

Le Ning nodded, clasped his hands, and wanted to say that he can also draw a spirit formation, and there are many scales, you can also be reborn as a demon, but seeing the old man's wandering thoughts, he couldn't say any more words.

To become a demon and be reborn, at least one soul body is needed, and even the soul body is gone, leaving only a thin wisp of remnant that will dissipate at any time.

Ming Zhi seemed to know what Le Ning was thinking, and shook his head with a smile, "I have lived for 200 years, which is enough for me. Your friends are very good, and that god is also very good. I feel relieved when I see it. Go, go back."

Le Ning's heart tightened, and he rushed forward, but only caught a wisp of remnant, and then this remnant turned into a star point, shattering together with the chaotic world.

"Old man!"

Le Ninghuo woke up startled, but what he saw was the snow-white ceiling.

"Xiao Ning?"

A worried voice came from his ear, Le Ninghuo turned his head and met Mr. Wen's worried eyes.

Wen Xingzhi straightened up the pillow, supported him to lean against him, and didn't ask any more questions. Sensing Ming Zhi's remaining spiritual thoughts, he had almost guessed what happened.

Le Ning blinked, raised his hand to touch Wen Xingzhi's cheek, "Okay."

Before it dissipated, only the soul body of the skeleton remained.

Wen Xingzhi held his hand and smiled reassuringly, "Of course it will be better if the main body is found."

Le Ning looked at his hands, it was not only the wealth of fortune, but also a thick layer of merit. He glanced at the glass of the door next to him, and now his merits were as much as a gleaming little golden man.

Seeing his shining merits, Le Ning suddenly thought of other people.

"What about Song Rong and the others?"

Said Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived, and after a while, Shui Mingrong and Song Rong came.

"Boss, you are awake."

"Boss, you finally woke up. You have been sleeping for several days."

Le Ning looked at the two of them, both of them had a thick layer of merit. It was not obvious that Song Rong was a tree demon with a body, and Shui Mingrong was a grieving ghost, and she was almost turning into a ghost fairy right now.

Yes, after all, it is a great merit to save tens of thousands of people.

Le Ning looked around, "Where's Jiaolong?"

Song Rong walked over briskly, and spun a round apple to Le Ning with his well-trained skills.

"He is going to transform into a dragon, go back and transform into a dragon!"

Le Ning squeezed the apple, "So fast?"

It takes at least 500 years for Jiaolong to practice Jackie Chan, which is too fast.

Le Ning took a bite of the apple, looked back at Mr. Wen, and thought it was normal again.

Mr. Wen is the last dragon and the last god in the world. Mr. Wen stays in the shop almost every day, and his scales are also immersed in the pool. The dragon practicing in the pool is equivalent to cultivating in an environment full of dragon energy. It's not a rapid journey, and with this merit, it is reasonable to transform the dragon quickly.

Wen Xingzhi also nodded, "It's pretty fast, but not that fast. Even if the transformation is officially started now, it will take at least 100 years to achieve results."

Le Ning hugged Apple, dumbfounded, "Then will I still see him in my lifetime?"

Wen Xingzhi smiled and rubbed Le Ning's hair, "Of course you can, you can use my bone as your body to transform a demon, not to mention waiting for him to successfully transform into a dragon, you can even send his dragon soul back to heaven and earth."

Longman:……

For the first time, I have a complete understanding of my own lifespan.

After chatting for a while, Le Ning finished eating the apples, and the two went to visit Song Yuncong again.

Song Yuncong was really old, and after going through this battle, it seemed that he suddenly aged ten years. Even though he had made many merits, he didn't cheer up too much.

Life and death are important matters, and no one can reverse the cycle of life and death, and neither can gods, especially a god like Wen Xingzhi, unless he has an evil cause and effect like Shui Mingrong, otherwise he will be contaminated with cause and effect if he intervenes.

The reincarnation of life and death cannot be reversed, but it is no problem to calculate Song Bai's trajectory. Wen Xingzhi finally gave Song Yuncong an address.

The birth address of a newborn.

Holding this address, Song Yuncong finally cheered up and immediately packed his luggage and went there.

Just right, just right, he hasn't accepted apprentices yet!

There is no karma in this life, he can teach, he can teach that newborn everything he knows!

Le Ning watched Song Yuncong leave on crutches, as if his gray hair had regained strength, he couldn't help but smile along with him.

This may be the best ending.

It's raining outside, it's been raining for a long time, it's been raining since the mountains were emptied of resentment, as if it's about to cleanse the world.

In the sound of the rain, Le Ning seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly asked: "Mr. Wen, why did the aura of heaven and earth dissipate and the gods stay away? Don't the gods love their people?"

Mr. Wen has always been calm and calm, instead of answering, he asked, "How many casualties do you think Rose Coast and Ming Huazong suffered this time?"

Le Ning is silent, naturally there are many, even if they have tried their best to restore, some people will always pass away.

"That's why."

Le Ning thought about it slowly, watching the heavy rain, after a long time, he slowly figured it out.

Tens of thousands of ordinary people in the world, facing mysterious things, whether they are monks or evil spirits, or even gods, are like babies facing giants.

Giants are far more powerful than babies, and can cause irreparable harm whether they are intentional or not.

Instead of expecting the self-restraint of monks or evil spirits, it is better to solve the problem from the root cause.

The gods travel far away, and people always find their own way.

In fact, human beings have already found that the way of the world is being reshaped, through laws, through education, through civilization, or the bottom line of human conscience.

God travels far away precisely because of love for people.

Le Ning looked at the returning convoy in the rain.

Every living being is loved when it is given life.

The author says:

I stumbled and wrote it all the way, there are many shortcomings, but fortunately this story is completed, and typos and the like will be repaired in the future.

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