Taiping City does not talk about the worldly feelings.

But all the people who live here, no matter what line of work or dang, whether they are famous families or ordinary people, know this principle.

There are some things that should not be asked, let alone inquired and chewed on the root of the tongue.

If you break the rules of the city, there is only one way out.

Although this is also a road, no one can guarantee which one they will be reincarnated in the next life, whether they are rich or poor, a pig or a dog.

Therefore, even if such an earth-shattering accident happened last night, the lives of the vast majority of people in this city still did not change much the next day, and what they were thinking about was their own trading and livelihood, and the whereabouts of firewood, rice, oil and salt.

It's just that everyone can't help but be curious about this ancient city that "grows bigger" at night.

And as more and more people get up early, some unexpected situations that no one expected before are gradually exposed.

Strange things happened all over the city.

Except for the central cross street, there is little change, and people find that many familiar alleys have become dead-end roads.

Especially in Xicheng and Nancheng, where most of the poor households live, there were no rules for many houses to be built, and the roads were winding around, and now they have become like a maze, and they can't find the original way out after walking for half a day.

There are also some people who look normal to the eye, but when people walk in, they will inexplicably come to other places that cross several streets, and even run to the wilderness outside the city.

These things soon reached the ears of Lu Ding, who was in charge of the executive affairs of Taiping City.

Many spell forbidden masters came to the city and sealed all the places where these strange things happened with talismans, and strictly forbade idle people to approach.

……

At the same time, in the dark of the night, there are also people who are busy with this matter.

On the drum tower in the center of the cross street, Zhu Lao Zhou, the secretary of the Ji Society, stood under the eaves of the porch, looking at the white figures who were running around the city, busy mending the cracks in the space, and his face was a little solemn.

There was also a woman in red standing beside him, who was the red slave of Huayue Tower.

These two people who seem to be unable to beat each other are actually quite a few in private.

Lao Zhou brushed his hand and glanced at the dog oil beard with his mouth, sighed and said: "Lao Lan didn't come today, and threw the work of this mason to the two of us, presumably the fairy can also see some doorways, I won't bother to explain, this Wanliuyuan Formation was originally connected by the Heishui River and the Wuding River, and the work of reciprocity can only stand on the roots, but now the two worlds have been confused, even if these loopholes are filled, the power will inevitably be much worse than before, and now to keep Taiping City solid, you can only spread another one, but the cost of spirit stones is by no means a small number, I'm afraid it's hard to complete it in three years and five years."

The red slave with a light veil on her face said coldly: "Uncle Zhou, you said that you just want to ask for more spirit stones from me to refine your Dao Protector Golden Inscription, I only have one condition, if you agree, in addition to the spirit stones that rebuild the big array, I will add one more to you."

Lao Zhou smiled casually, it is natural for him to announce his private pocket like this: "The fairy said come and listen"

Red Nu'er's eyes flowed: "This big array of corpses can no longer be set up in Ji Temple, and it has to be moved to the inner courtyard of my Huayue Building."

Lao Zhou was slightly stunned, and glanced at her obliquely: "Fairy, this is what you want me to hand over the Heavenly Dao that I have exclusive possession in my hand?"

"Yes, feng shui takes turns, you have lived in the city for many years, this opportunity to peek into the heavens can not always be occupied by you"

Red Nuer was blunt.

Lao Zhou's hand twisted the beard on his lips and groaned: "It's not impossible, but I also have a condition."

Hong Nu'er frowned slightly: "What else do you want?"

Lao Zhou shook his head and chuckled: "The fairy misunderstood, Zhou is content and happy, he doesn't want anything, he just wants the fairy to take something out, so that I can rest assured, otherwise, if you are in a bad mood one day, see that I am not instantaneous, wouldn't my whole family's life be fully explained."

The red slave seemed to have heard a joke that was not so funny, and sneered again and again.

"Contentment and happiness, thanks to the exit you said, I don't know who only said that he wanted to stay for a few days when he came to the ancient city, and he didn't leave, and he deceived Jimiao so a large number of houses, Yan Guo plucked the layer of hair, and people went to peel off the skin, your empty hands and gloves The white wolf's kung fu is also from Maoshan Yan, and I want me to hand over the book of heaven to you, a fool dreams!"

Lao Zhou shook his head again: "No, no, I know that the fairy can't trust me, and I can't trust you, I just need you to hand over the book of heaven to Yiqiguan"

"That's not the same, who doesn't know that you and that cow nose wear a gown"

"Otherwise, it's okay to hand it over to Old Master Zhang, in short, it can't be in your hands"

The red slave thought for a moment, took out a sachet from the cuff, and slapped it on the railing: "A word is a certainty!" ”

Lao Zhou nodded with a chuckle and quietly put the sachet into his arms.

……

Liulitian, the top floor of the Buddha Tower.

Lan Sa, who had been standing in the corridor looking at the vast night, retracted his gaze and walked back to the meditation hall with a smile.

Inside the hall, Old Master Zhang was standing in front of a row of bookshelves that covered the entire wall, reading the many books left by the demon monk Huai'an.

Lan Sa didn't bother, but came to the huge sand table in the center of the meditation hall.

There are many criss-crossing mountains and rivers on it, the cities and passes are dotted around, and there are many small flags and many colorful beans, which show the troops, geographical advantages, heavenly opportunities, and human strategies of various countries in the chaotic battles of the ruins in the past years.

The more he looked, the more fascinated he became, and many pictures of the past flashed in his mind from time to time, and he was unconsciously distracted, and he felt that he had walked into a vast river of time.

Old Master Zhang was concentrating on reading, and suddenly noticed that the artistic conception around him had changed, and turned to look at the corridor, only to see the demon monk Huai'an sitting in front of the window next to the bookcase, looking at him with a flat face.

He was startled, and then looked at Lan Sa next to the sand table, the whole person was like a candle flickering in the wind, and the figure was shaking constantly.

Old Master Zhang stomped his feet slightly, Lan Sa was stunned for a moment, and returned to normal, but cold sweat was oozing from his forehead.

Old Master Zhang acted as if nothing had happened, and said slowly: This little Sumeru realm is the achievement of Huai'an's dream, I have already seen it, he has been pushing the battle situation of the last thirty years of the chaos in Chenxu, almost all of them have been expected by him, I really didn't expect that the famous faces of the past generation would fall into the devil like this, it's sad and sad."

Lan Sa paused for a moment and said, "The Tao he pursues is different from ours, Ji Man, and the old gate lords of the Seventy Princes, he is a complete madman!" ”

Old Master Zhang wondered: "That old monk Huaigen has mastered the way of heaven and has been holding back for decades, why do you want to die with Huai'an at this time?" ”

Lan Sa sighed helplessly: "Maybe this is the chance, that little baby was deceived by Huai'an to go to the Forget Worry Pavilion, but because of this, she found the Liulitian Pivot, and she happened to know the exercises of the Illusion Heaven Sect, so with the help of the Huaigen Heavenly Dao Wishing Power, the moon condensation in this heaven and earth came true, and this thing was made."

"Phantom Heaven Sect? Where did he come from? ”

"Orphaned by the hidden door, his godfather was our nemesis Zhang Linghan back then"

"No wonder the weather is so weird"

"Zhang Linghan is willing to open the furnace and cast a knife for him, which shows that the origin of this little baby is by no means simple"

"The collapse of the country in the 600 years of Dayue will always leave some remnants and broken tiles, but the times are unbearable, the Yueyin Gate is not a martial arts sect after all, it is too difficult to continue, and the restoration of the country is even more in the air."

Old Master Zhang said indifferently.

Lan Sa nodded slightly, turned around and left the sand table, and came to the window with his back: "But the three-legged situation of Taiping City will be broken, and when we pull out the dark stakes in the city and rekindle the Altar of Light, Wu Daoxuan will definitely make a move, maybe this little baby can become a chess piece."

Old Master Zhang nodded, slowly put down the book in his hand, and changed the topic: "Now that the second half of "Burning the Lamp" has arrived, when do you plan to start interpreting the scriptures?" ”

"I have asked Feng Qianfang to start working, and Huaigen passed the Qinglian Buddha lamp to Ye Yan"

Old Master Zhang was stunned and confused: "Passed it on to him?" Why? ”

"The Buddha's heart is unpredictable"

Lan Sa shook his head, came to the table next to the window with his backhand, and saw a white jade paperweight on it, pressing a yellowed piece of rice paper, picking it up casually, and seeing that there were five words left by Huai'an on it, as if it had been written a few years ago, the ink had faded, and he was slightly stunned.

What is Tai Ping Dao?

This seems to be a question that Huai'an deliberately left him.

Lan Sa pondered for a moment, sat down, picked up the pen on the table, dipped it in some light ink, and wrote four lines on the page.

"Heaven and earth are all-encompassing, and everything is covered"

"Four o'clock wrong, the sun and the moon menstruate"

"All things nurture each other without harming each other, and the Tao goes hand in hand without contradicting each other"

"Small Dechuan Stream, Great De Dunhua"

Old Master Zhang walked slowly to the side, saw those lines, and didn't ask any more questions.

Lan Sa put down his pen, still feeling a little unfinished, looked up at a mandala painting scroll of the Vajra Realm hanging on the opposite wall, and said frankly: "I know that Mr. still has doubts about me, but that's fine, after all, no one has walked this road before, and when I don't know when I want to be on my heels, I always need someone to remind me."

Old Master Zhang stroked his beard with his hand and said indifferently: "It's okay, if you go on the wrong road, I will kill you and replace you."