It was obvious that although he no longer shouted to fight or kill, he still did not trust this person in his heart.

After placing the knife beside him, he handed it over again.

"We are two people who are lost in the mountains. It is raining heavily outside and we want to go into the temple to take shelter."

"Taoist Master, let's see if it can be convenient."

The Taoist sat cross-legged in front of the fire without raising his head from beginning to end, as if he was meditating.

His consciousness has been immersed in the Yunzhong Realm. Chixia Yuanjun, Yunjun, and Qinglongtongzi are collecting the names of many ghosts and gods in the entire Huzhou Shinto system.

The Yunzhong Realm has re-divided a palace to house all the rosters about the Shinto system.

Although the consciousness is in another world, it still speaks in the present world.

"A ruined temple in the wilderness! A land without one!"

"You two can do whatever you want."

The strong man in commoner clothes followed the scholar, raised his hands and said in a polite manner: "I'm Shi Zong!"

The two of them were soaked to the skin, so they took off their outer robes, tidied them up, and saw the fire in front of the Taoist.

The scholar once again stepped forward with some serious etiquette, bent down and cupped his hands and said: "I'm presumptuous!"

"Can I borrow the fire?"

The Taoist said: "Please!"

The two of them finally took advantage of the warmth of the fire and dried their coats and clothes before they felt like they came back to their senses.

Scholar He Shijing stood up and looked around.

Finally, I looked up at the clay sculpture of Lord Sichuan, which was only half left on the stage.

He sighed and said: "The years are really terrible. No matter how powerful and glorious they are, they think they are eternal."

"Everyone will be told in the end that it was just a joke."

"Taoist priest, do you think so?"

The Taoist didn't even open his eyes, he just smiled.

"How do you know they were once powerful and glorious? Instead of being just a bunch of clay sculptures from birth?"

"If you have never experienced the eternal mountains and rivers, and seen the vast seas turn into mulberry fields, how can you know that nothing is eternal?"

He Shijing originally wanted to show off his talents and unusual insights through words.

I was immediately speechless at this moment.

I felt even more that the man in front of me was extraordinary. Every word in his words revealed his superiority and the vicissitudes of time. He didn't dare to speak casually anymore.

Instead, he sat down quietly and carefully asked what the speaker had just said that shocked him.

"Please also ask the Taoist priest to give me some advice."

"Why did the sea turn into mulberry fields?"

No one in this world has heard of this vicissitudes of life, especially scholars.

Shi Zong was also curious and bored at the moment, so he also asked: "Taoist Priest! Why don't you tell us two about how the vast sea turned into mulberry fields?"

"It also allows the two of us to get to know each other."

The Taoist was silent for a while, and finally spoke.

As soon as he opened his mouth, it seemed as if the two of them were pulled into a long river of time with no end in sight.

The river outside is rushing endlessly, which is particularly suitable for the topic at the moment.

"The years in the world continue to reincarnate, and the sea and land also fluctuate and change with the years."

"The sea of ​​old is now the continent."

"In ancient times, an immortal came down to earth and held a banquet on earth."

"On top of the banquet!"

"Immortal Cloud."

"Since I ascended to immortality and took over my destiny, I have seen the sea turn into mulberry fields three times."

"And now the water of the sea is half shallower than before. Could it be that it will turn into a state and a land again?"

This story was extremely short, but hearing it made He Shijing and Shi Zong feel so excited that they couldn't help themselves.

He Shijing's eyes became empty and illusive, as if he saw an immortal standing on the sky and the sea of ​​clouds, watching the earth under his feet constantly changing, the sea drying up and turning into mountains and hills.

Then the earth was submerged by the sea again and turned into the sea again.

Back and forth, time flies by.

In one short sentence, the feeling of sitting aloof and watching the turbulent winds come to an end, and looking down at the world.

What a long period of time it must have taken for the vast East China Sea to turn into hilly land.

And this god has actually experienced it three times.

None of them thought that this story was false, if it was not a real immortal who had lived for such a long time.

How can we know that this vast sea will turn into mulberry fields?

How can we witness the miracle of the sea turning into hills?

"The world has changed! It turns out that there are really people in the world who have lived for such a long time?" Shi Zong sighed excitedly.

He Shijing shook his head and sighed: "I'm afraid this is the real immortal. Thank you Taoist Master for telling this story, which allowed He Shijing to see the vicissitudes of life."

At night, the Taoist still meditates under the altar.

The fire flickered, still illuminating the temple hall and the collapsed statue.

And Na He and Shi couldn't sleep for a while.

In my last sleep, the feeling of the passage of time still echoed.

In my ears I heard the roar of the bounding river.

No matter day or night, it still flows down in an indomitable way, rolling away and never returning.

At midnight, a boat came from the depths of the boundary river.

Finally, the boat docked in front of the dilapidated Chuanzhu Temple.

He Shijing and Shi Zong were not the only ones who discovered the man of God driving the sacred chariot during the day.

A figure stepped off the ship in the darkness holding a lantern. The heavy rain could not wet his body.

This man walked to the temple gate respectfully, then bowed and knelt down.

Kowtow.

"The Boundary River Water Demon is here!"
Chapter completed!