The old monk watched as Yama kept spitting out black souls in the secret room, and one by one they disappeared into the ceiling above his head.

The color of Yama itself gradually dimmed, and the original bottomless abyss-like black gradually changed to gray.

Only the mocking smile was still fixed on Yama's face, which had no facial features, and even that smiling face was like a line drawn casually.

The old monk was still floating in mid-air, bowing his head and chanting sutras without joy or sorrow, as if he didn't care about the changes in 'Yama'.

The only thing that is meaningful in his life is to guard the glass body of Yama, which is his sin and his responsibility.

For this reason, he was willing to hide from the inhabitants of the city and watch them become victims.

Although Yama's true body will disappear with the passage of the unjust soul, and will also appear with the recondensation of the unjust soul, he still guards the dead thing.

Only when it is completely gone, will the old monk break his oath and return across the sea, chasing the traces of 'Yama' to seal the other party again.

It's just that the speed at which 'Yama' disappeared didn't seem to be as fast as he imagined, and after half an hour, it still couldn't recover the original color of the glass body.

The old monk spread his senses, and there was indeed a gap in the city wall, and the seal was indeed in a broken state because of this.

Did someone plug that gap?

The old monk looked at 'Yama' with some surprise, impossible, millions of unjust souls, can only be sparse but not blocked?

The eyes of the legendary warrior monk who had gone through the Tang and Song dynasties were full of doubts, he had experienced many events in the previous hundreds of years when the 'Yama' was unsealed, but none of them were as slow as this one.

He looked at Yama's smiling face and felt that the mocking smile seemed to be embarrassed, and it really turned into a funny face.

Thinking back to the attitude of the two foreign warrior monks towards 'Yama' before, haven't we seen it for decades, and the Central Plains has produced many talented people, and they are no longer worried about the rebellion of 'Yama'?

"I can guarantee that there will be a fleet from home." Yang Yuefan was serious and very imposing, because he knew what kind of country was standing behind him: "You can consider whether to stay here or prepare to return to China now." ”

"What I want to make clear is that this time, we will definitely vigorously develop the Far South Continent, and we will not stop at it as we did last time." Yang Yuefan filled a cup of tea by himself, because Mrs. Li Xuanbai had already fallen into deep thought: "If you continue to stay in the Far South, Wangxiang City is still up to you, and you are still the city lord." ”

"If you are tired of living a frightened life here, and you just want to go back to your hometown to live, do as you like." Yang Yuefan's words changed: "It's just that the local side has changed a lot, and it may be very different from what you remember, and it is difficult to continue to maintain your noble status." ”

"Our Li family has been loyal for generations, whether we return to our homeland or not, we are all descendants of Jiangmen, don't bother Lord Yang." Li Xuanbai chuckled: "I believe that the official family will not treat our Li family badly. ”

The black-armored man standing two meters behind Yang Yuefan couldn't help but show a contemptuous smile, this smile Li Xuanbai didn't see, but Li Huamei saw it clearly.

Her attention has always been on Nangong Yujun, for a martial artist, that armor that is out of the times is like a night pearl in the night, it is too eye-catching!

"I'm sorry, now the official family in your mouth doesn't count." Yang Yuefan shook the tea cup in his hand: "But for the sake of your orphans and widows who have worked hard in Wangxiang City for so many years, there should be a huge subsidy, which is enough for you to live a worry-free life." ”

"What!" Li Xuanbai knocked over his teacup by mistake, Li Huamei had never seen her mother lose her temper like this: "Could it be that my Great Song is dead?" ”

Nangong Yujun endured it for a long time, but still let out a tractor-like laugh, which made Li Huamei look at him dissatisfied.

She doesn't have much affection for the Song Empire, but this big black man's disrespect for her mother is also intolerable!

"If I can't beat you, I have to beat you up!" Li Huamei clenched her fists and whispered to herself: "Don't be angry, don't be angry, can't beat, can't beat ......"

"You misunderstood, the Song Empire is still there, and Emperor Shengwen Rende Xianxiao and his old man are living a leisurely life, but the political system has undergone some changes." Yang Yuefan casually said Zhao Ji's nickname, which caused another round of laughter from Nangong Yujun.

"You can understand that the emperor is still in power with the people, and now the people are managing themselves, and the government departments are reforming the civil service system, and the so-called family in the past will either cooperate or ......" Yang Yuefan did not finish his words, but this blank space was enough for Mrs. Li to understand what he meant.

The disrespect for the official family in the other party's words, compared with the meaning of his words, is no longer a matter at all, and Li Xuanbai, who has been taught by his father since he was a child, can still hear what the title of the Emperor of Shengwen Rende and Filial Piety is.

Even the jokes of the official family can be so unscrupulous, could it be that something earth-shaking has really happened in the homeland?

Mrs. Li has experienced a lot of storms and waves over the years, and although she was a little surprised at first, she quickly calmed down, and it would not be a good thing for her if the change that the young man said really happened over there.

In order to lead these nearly 10,000 people to live, and even live a little better, Li Xuanbai can be regarded as undisciplined in these years.

For example, if she cooperates with the foreign priests of the New World or something, in exchange for a magic weapon that can suppress the power of shadows, if she really lets the local auditors, the Municipal Inspectorate, the Ministry of Rites, and the Privy Council definitely make trouble for her.

"In that case, let's wait for the fleet you said is coming, and then think about it." Li Xuanbai still didn't believe the other party's words in her heart, she wanted to see if the fleet from the mainland existed.

Secretly, Mrs. Li also planned to send someone to communicate with those sailors and captains about the local situation at that time, and finally judge whether the other party had something to hide.

And the fleet that Mrs. Li was looking forward to was already halfway through the voyage at this time.

This fleet has broken through the most heavily polluted sea area of chaotic creatures, and repelled two patrol fleets of phantom forces, which can be regarded as the most difficult part of the road.

No one cries out for bitterness, no one cries out for tiredness, and these hand-picked aborigines, whether they are mortal navies or transcendentals, are fanatical admirers of the new government.

"Everything is for the sake of the empire, we must strive to rush to Wangxiang City two weeks in advance!" On the flagship, the captain shouted passionately: "There are comrades waiting for us there!" ”