The world of small wrecking balls.

Mu and Xi sat on Bai Yujun's shoulders, holding the dragon's horn in their hands, their eyes wide.

On the other side, the phoenix god bird, which has been several feet long, tilted its head curiously, staring at it with big eyes, Mu suspected that the habit of the phoenix's crooked head was learned from a certain dragon, a good auspicious phoenix, and after tilting his head, he instantly became cute.

"White, what do you use to feed the phoenix?"

Hearing this, Bai Yujun pondered a little, and counted with his fingers.

"At the beginning, I asked the four female officials to catch earthworms and loaches, the little phoenix refused to eat, and planted rice, but still refused to eat, it is rumored that the phoenix does not eat unless it is practiced, and it is not drunk if it is not a liquor, and it has also tried, and it chirps and screams after eating a few bites, and tries countless methods, and finally finds the tree demon to help cultivate various fruits. ”

Stalls.

"Later, I found out that the little phoenix actually has a wide range of recipes, and Lingguo Mountain Spring also eats earth fire, which is really difficult to raise. ”

A certain white has tried many breeding methods.

Free-range, captive, painstakingly trying not to let the phoenix go extinct.

Mu rubbed his little head.

She also couldn't understand why a certain white could pick up a phoenix cub, it was rare enough to turn into a dragon, and now she created the world by herself, not to mention making a phoenix, so she could just get a unicorn to make up enough for the three clans.

The little phoenix was playful, and turned around arrogantly and flew to the volcano to play.

Xi looked at the little phoenix curiously.

"Strange, why doesn't the little guy take on a human form, it should be easy for him, right?"

In fact, it is easy for the divine beast phoenix to transform into a shape.

Mu didn't think it was strange.

"In the eyes of many creatures, their own ontological form is the most comfortable, and it is difficult to tolerate the human form. ”

A certain white listened to it and nodded thoughtfully, but the surrounding environment is limited, the size is too large and can cause disasters if you move casually, the sound is like thunder, the breath becomes the wind, the eyes are open like day, and the eyes are closed like night, such as the snake in the Kunlun Ruins, which becomes a mountain after sleeping for a long time.

Take Mu and Xi back to the shrine and admire your masterpiece.

The Suspended Mountain was picked up, the gold and jade were made by trading, and of course, there was a part of the loot.

The majestic shrine is continuous with pavilions, and the immortals and officials are busy.

The immortal officials and immortals who defected to Heavenly Court before were full of energy, so there was no problem in managing the small wrecking ball world, and the world was becoming more and more prosperous, in fact, a certain Bai was in the mood to pick up rags and abduct the immortals.

He was very successful and now managed every river, every mountain and every spring in an orderly manner.

Inside the hall that is more majestic than the Heavenly Court Treasure Hall.

The dragon chair high above.

Mu sighed, speechlessly looking at a white dragon lying lazily on the dragon chair.

"Life is not ...... The dragon is born in diligence, and he doesn't ask for anything? The industry is good at diligence and ridiculous, and the line is successful in thinking and ruined at will, so the divine palace is actually regarded by you as a dormitory?"

Bai Yujun chrysalis changed to a comfortable sleeping position twice.

"I deliberately made the dragon chair very big and soft, you see, it's comfortable to lie down and eat. ”

Xi Yue wanted to go up and lie down, but he had to give up when he was glared at by Mu.

The little figure sighed.

Forget it, take your time, since you are in the mood to build a majestic shrine, it means that it has not degenerated to the point of incorrigibility.

"Bai, the sky has descended on Si Longye, how can you be lazy, and besides, you still have more important things to do, and there is still a long way to go......

At the end of the day, the sound is getting quieter.

Maybe Mu is too persistent, or maybe he is talking to himself.

Bai Yujun felt that Mu was a bit of a mother-in-law today, but she felt very comfortable, it was really good to be talked about, and it was rare to be cared for.

......

The main world of the desolation, the ancient road of barren grass.

The long-faced strong man is gray-headed, and his eyes are blank.

The cloak is stubbled and the boots are muddy, but from the texture of the product, it is absolutely extraordinary, and it staggers forward aimlessly step by step, as if it has died, sunrise, noon, sunset, wind, rain and hail, turning a blind eye and hearing and not hearing, stumbling and not knowing when to go.

Passing by the ruins of towns and villages, he stood stiffly, looking at the grass growing on the beams with a face like dead ashes.

I saw the land temple collapse outside the town.

Passing by the bandit cottage, I saw the demons and monsters occupying the mountain as kings, and the cultivators killed and fought with each other, completely ignoring the infiltration of monsters.

Click......

The sound under his feet made the long-faced strong man stiffen, a familiar sound.

Looking down, a dry bone on the ground was crushed, and the skeleton looked at him with empty eyes as if he was silent.

After a moment of confusion, he ran away......

Thinking back to the past when I thought I was right, and finally became an executioner, what is the use of repenting, the sins are too deep, all the words seem extraordinarily pale, I can only choose to escape, but I don't know where to flee.

I ran for a long, long distance until I met an old monk.

With a puzzled face, he watched the old monk dig a pit, bury the corpses, whether it was a person or a beast, enter the soil, recite the scriptures excessively, and keep repeating with a snake demon and a strange little monk, I can't understand it.

The snake demon boy hisses in warning.

"Hiss~!"

With the ring head knife in hand, he knew that he was invincible and did not retreat, and he dutifully acted as a spiritual beast to protect the road.

Old Hye-hyun patted the snake demon boy on the shoulder and signaled that it was okay.

"Good, if the donor is fine, can he work with the poor monk to let the deceased be buried in peace?"

"I ...... Good. ”

Just wanted to use the spell, was silent for a moment and chose to give up, bent down and dug out a pit with his hands, and then the old monk collected the bones and put them in, sprinkled with soil, and occasionally a monk passed by and said that he didn't care, bowed his head and buried the dry bones seriously.

Suddenly, the long-faced strong man found that his heart was rarely calm.

Digging a pit for burial is more laborious.

Sunset......

The old monk gave the long-faced a piece of coarse grain cake, and made an evening class for the snake demon and the little monk by the bonfire, and the long-faced strong man ate the coarse grain cake again after countless years, which was a bit hard and rough, and it was not as good as the delicacies of the mountains, but it was particularly delicious to eat in the mouth at the moment.

In the early morning of the next day, he continued to dig a pit for burial and repeat the boring behavior.

Half a year later.

Old Hye-hyun was very tired and decided to go back to Zhuquan Temple to rest.

The long-faced strong man suddenly knelt in front of Lao Huixian, and his forehead hit the ground heavily.

"Master, I am guilty, please save me......"

Xiao Shi looked at the long bearded face, carefully covered the money bag, always remembered the quotations of Boss Bai, and must hold the money bag tightly when going out.

Old Hye-hyun sighed.

"Good, come with the poor monk. ”

As a result, there was a tall and down-and-out figure behind the trio of Zhuquan Temple.

Back to the town, bought some rice and flour grain, shouldered and carried into the bamboo forest, the bamboo forest is quiet and only hears the sound of bamboo leaves, the stone road is long moss, the green bamboo is stout, and the small bamboo spring temple can be faintly seen.

The entrance of the temple rang loudly.

The long face feels threatened from the monkey with a pen in his ear and an ink bucket line, and it is very strong!

The monkey who was cultivating the door raised his head, looked at the long face and showed his fangs, the newcomer to the long-faced strong man did not expect that in addition to the old monk and the terrifying demon monkey in the small Zhuquan Temple, a very mysterious place, but he had never heard of it before.

When I entered the door, I saw the pangolin demon beast frowning at the antiquities, and there was a green snake demon studying ancient paintings in the room, and a worm that exuded the fragrance of wine.

I bowed to Old Hye-hyun again.

"Ask the master for advice. ”

Old Hye-hyun took a bamboo broom and pointed out the door.

"Since you are here, you will do something, clean the stone path down the mountain and fall leaves, when it is clean and when you rest, when you hit the bell in the morning and dusk, when the bell does not hit itself and then come to find the poor monk, if you can't do it, you can leave by yourself. ”

Since then, the mountain roads and stone paths have been cleaned every day, and the bamboo forest echoes with bells in the early morning and evening......