Outside Yangzhou City, a young man in white clothes was walking under the moonlight.
He took a few steps forward slowly, but as if he were thousands of miles away in an instant, he was dozens of meters away.
This young man was Tu Changli.
The bird on his shoulder opened its eyes the size of soybeans and suddenly spoke human words, "Your Majesty, why don't you just take His Highness Seventh away?"
"Why should she be taken away?
If the Yellow River is not dead, the Fox Emperor just goes back the time related to her for three months.
She was born as a god, so she should have retained the memory of three months later, but she still chose Following the original trajectory, this represents her decision.
Even if I take her away by force, it will not change her outcome," Tu Changli said calmly.
"Why is the Seventh Highness so stubborn?
If she really wants to save that mortal, wouldn't it be better to go directly to His Majesty the Fox Emperor to extend his life?
Aren't there many panaceas in the heavens?
Isn't it very simple to extend the life of a mere mortal?
Why bother, Your Majesty the Seventh Prince?
It’s so difficult.”
The clear voice of the bird echoed in the night sky, filled with confusion.
"What can be extended is longevity, not life span.
That man in this world has a strange destiny.
Even the elixir cannot save his life.
If he wants to save him, he can only change his life against the will of heaven.
The price he needs to pay will be too high.
The Fox Emperor may not be able to bear it.”
"Speaking of which, this is Shuhua's destiny, and there is nothing anyone else can do."
Tu Changli's cold voice echoed under the moonlight.
Suddenly, he stopped and said coldly, "Have you heard enough?"
On the path not far away, a layer of mist opened up, and a man wearing a brown robe emerged, "Greetings to the venerable, I have no intention of offending, and I hope you will forgive me."
He bowed deeply to Tu Changli and said respectfully.
Tu Changli just asked, "You know everything."
The man did not reply directly to his words, but explained without hesitation, "Xiaodao saw something strange in Yangzhou City before, so he came to investigate.
I didn't expect to disturb the venerable one.
I hope that the venerable one will be disturbed."
Forgive one or two.”
"Since you already know the reason, don't join in and retreat quickly."
He gave a faint order and left in the blink of an eye, his words dissipated in the night sky.
The Taoist priest who stayed in place raised his head, revealing a handsome and handsome face.
His serious face wrinkled slightly.
He looked at the night in the distance and let out a long sigh.
It's really troublesome.
This Taoist priest is the direct descendant of Jingming Tao.
The power of Jingming Dao is mainly in the south.
In March, the master in Qianmen predicted that there was a change in Yangzhou, so he sent his disciples to investigate.
After he rushed to Yangzhou, he conducted overt and covert inspections, but found no clues.
As a result, he heard from an informant today that a strange young man had entered Yangzhou City.
He suddenly felt that things had turned around and followed him directly.
Unexpectedly, the turn of events was a turn of events, but it was a turn of events that Jingming Dao could not provoke at all.
He returned to the city angrily and told his elders what he had seen and heard today.
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His elders just sighed and asked him to leave Yangzhou quickly and stop interfering.
How can the Taoist disciples who have not yet become immortals be able to provoke such major events that involve the heavenly realm?
Even those ancestors who have ascended to the heavenly realm are not qualified to do so.
Tu Changli's consciousness swept through the world, and suddenly he found a good mountain with beautiful peaks, full of spiritual energy, harmonious creatures, and long luck.
He stood at the foot of the mountain and stamped his feet, and saw the mountain in front of him shaking violently.
Huge rocks slid down the hillside.
Just when they were about to hit the creatures in the mountain, a layer of mysterious power emerged from the mountain and pushed the rocks away.
Transported back to where they were supposed to be.
Two huge lanterns seemed to appear in the darkness, and a deep voice echoed across the sky and earth.
The voice was full of irritability, "That turtle grandson dares to wake you up, Grandpa Shan.
Is he going to die?"
Tu Changli's eyes narrowed slightly when he heard this.
There was danger in his narrow phoenix eyes.
He stepped on the foot with a light and feeble foot.
Suddenly, a muffled groan came from the mountain in front of him, "Yes."
Ah, that turtle son," he said in a gentle voice.
The two huge light bulbs immediately focused their attention on the tiny Tu Changli at the foot of the mountain, "Boy, it's you, you're the one who woke up your Grandpa Shan.
I tell you, boy, quickly kneel down and kowtow, apologize, and I will also I can spare your life, otherwise, hum, just wait and see if your mountain grandfather doesn’t crush you into a scum.”
The kingfisher standing on Tu Changli's arrow felt the increasingly murderous aura around him.
He fluttered his feathers and carefully buried his head under his wings, not daring to let out any air.
After so many years, some people actually dare to offend His Holiness.
Really, those who don’t know are not afraid.
He put a little force on his feet, and suddenly, a crack appeared around him and spread quickly in all directions.
The creatures in the mountain sensed a great danger and fled in a panic.
Even the dryads pulled out the roots that penetrated deeply into the rocks and ran faster than rabbits.
Huge cracks spread to the core of the mountain.
Rocks were misaligned and trees collapsed.
Green rays of light converged along the spreading cracks to Chang Li's feet.
The light light seemed to gather the essence of life.
Seeing him was like seeing It is the spring when all things grow.
At the same time, the trees in the mountain were withered and yellow, and traces of dryness spread.
The mountain spirit, which had no resistance, could only watch the great changes in the mountain.
His green true spirit had lost its original vitality, turned yellow and shrunk, and was about to enter another cycle of life.
He was dying and said, "I was wrong.
I am wrong.
I have eyes but cannot see Mount Tai.
I have offended God.
Please ask God to be merciful and let me go."
Changli stepped up his efforts, "Really?"
The mountain god put away his resentment and said cautiously, "Really, really."
If he were a human, he would probably be nodding crazily at this moment.
Changli regained his strength under his feet, and the mountain suddenly stopped shaking.
The green brilliance that had gathered suddenly reversed course.
The mountain gradually regained its vitality, and the trees began to glow with new colors.
The huge cracks healed, and the rocks fell back to their original places.
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Everything seemed to be the same as before, but only he knew the vitality that the mountain spirit had lost.
The next day, people passing by this mountain looked at this mountain in surprise.
They felt that black gas was rising all the time on the originally fresh and beautiful mountains and rivers.
When they walked in, they saw that the entire mountains and rivers were filled with smoke.
The trees have lost their vitality, but in late spring, the leaves have begun to turn yellow, and the mountain is quiet.
Apart from the trees, no other living creatures can be seen.
The birds that were originally in groups have also left here, and it seems that even The nest was also taken away.
The visitor looked at the mountain in front of him in shock.
Why was it so miserable overnight: