Day and night tour

Chapter 344 Restoring Mingjiang Mansion

After Zhou Xuan's reminder, he turned himself into a gust of wind that blocked the star. He suddenly looked at the distant mountains behind him, only to find that the distant mountains had completely lost their color. The green mountains had turned into ink-black.

The sky had lost its original color and turned completely white, whiter than the whitest paper.

The huge Mingjiang Prefecture has become a landscape ink painting. Apart from white and black, there is no third color.

"Colors, where have all the colors of Mingjiang Mansion gone?"

Zha Xing was suddenly frightened and when she looked out, she saw many spots of light approaching her, dancing like fireflies. They did not show any aggressiveness, but she had no doubt that the light spots contained danger.

"Power, are these light spots the power of Mingjiang Mansion?"

Mountains have their own momentum, water has its own momentum, the land has its own momentum, and white clouds have their own momentum. Mountains, water, clouds and rain all have their own colors because of their "momentum".

And how many kinds of power does Jing State have?
"Sixteen."

Zhou Xuan once comprehended the "Jingguo Sixteen Forces" of the sword, combining the sixteen major forces into an unparalleled sharp blade.

There are sixteen kinds of forces, so there should naturally be sixteen "fireflies" formed by the condensed forces, but in fact, there are twenty of them in total.

"And Mingjiang Four Seasons."

Four seasons, spring, summer, autumn, winter...

The four seasons and sixteen forces were all affected by Zhou Xuan. They broke out from Mingjiang City and gathered towards Zhou Xuan.

"It's impossible. I have clearly cut off the connection between Zhou Xuan and Mingjiang Mansion. Zhou Xuan is just trapped on an isolated island locked in my Blue Wind."

Zha Xing couldn't believe his eyes and muttered.

"Before you used the Star Scripture to blow a blue hurricane around me, the sixteen forces and four seasons of Mingjiang Prefecture had already been attracted by the Taiyi in my palm, peeled off from the city and gathered... Now, although they can't sense my specific location, they will gather at the location before I was isolated."

After Zhou Xuan searched the ground carefully for a while, he walked to a blade of grass, stopped quietly, and said to himself: "I seem to have been standing here before I was isolated."

He recalled his standing position not long ago, and stood there exactly. He closed his eyes and concentrated, waiting for Xigu Zhenchuan's most powerful move - the return of all things to one.

As for whether he is now isolated by Zhaxing, that is not important. He just needs to wait for the momentum and time to gather automatically - the range of momentum and time is getting smaller and smaller, and he will definitely encounter the obstruction of Zhaxing Lanfeng. That layer of obstruction may not be able to stop the momentum of the entire Mingjiang Mansion.

Zhou Xuan understood this principle, and Zha Xing naturally understood it too - when a torrent of water arrives, it will be futile to resist.

“Even isolating Zhou Xuan cannot stop all things from returning to the Great One… My path to survival is completely cut off.”

Zha Xing simply stopped the blue hurricane and stood three feet away from Zhou Xuan.
As the top White Walker in the world, she would still maintain her dignity when she knew that she had no way to survive. She did not want to be crushed by Mingjiang's momentum, so she still did not attack Zhou Xuan.

Even if it means death, she must shine her star, this is her bottom line.

She stretched out her right hand toward the sky, and the Zoroastrian Fire Order that had been hanging in the sky flew towards her at an extremely fast speed.

As the token got closer to Zha Xing, its size shrank a bit. When it reached her, it was only three feet long and as thick as two fingers.

She held the Zoroastrian Fire Order and stomped her feet forward, plowing two furrows on the ground. Then she raised the Zoroastrian Fire Order and chopped at Zhou Xuan's crown.

This was a desperate attack from the Shenhui Star Country. There were no superfluous Taoist methods, no complicated magical weapons, only the most primitive fighting methods. The body was used to drive the indestructible weapon, using primitive moves such as chopping, slashing, stabbing, and sweeping, a head-on confrontation.

Use the strongest force in the world to defeat all your opponent’s methods.

But if Zha Xing is the toughest person in the world at this moment, then Zhou Xuan is the softest person in the world at this moment.

The softest things in the world are water and air.
At this moment, Zhou Xuan's soft energy was split by the fire order on his head, and his entire head turned into a ball of mist, escaping from both ends of the fire order.
Zha Xing succeeded in one move, and then swept the Fire Order away diagonally. Zhou Xuan's body split again, and after the split, a stream of air spread out.
As Zhaxing continued to slash, Zhou Xuan turned into a dense mist that covered several feet of land. Then, the sound of gurgling water could be heard from the mist.
The mist water condensed into a person.

Zhou Xuan still stood there, looking at Zha Xing quietly.

“The strongest thing in the world can break mountains and split the earth, but it cannot cut through flowing water or cut through thick fog.”

Zhou Xuan's light words became Zha Xing's final despair.

"Look, a flower has bloomed."

While Zha Xing was distracted, Zhou Xuan suddenly stretched out his left hand, in which was a small bronze flower.

The copper wires on the petals are winding, and the overall structure does not look like a natural flower, but more like the copper speakers on a home record player.

“When flowers bloom, they make sounds.”

The copper flower blossomed on Zhou Xuan's palm, as if an old vinyl record was spinning, and the lazy singing sounded in the ears of Zhou Xuan and Zha Xing.

"I walked quietly into the forest. The forest was full of bushes. I couldn't find any trace of him."

The song was "Nanping Evening Bell", the famous song that Zha Xing sang in the Metropolitan Museum of Art.

Zhou Xuan also used this song as a farewell song between him and Zha Xing.

Zha Xing stood with his hands down, giving up struggling, and said to Zhou Xuan with deep emotion as he listened to the song: "Zhou Xuan, I knew very early on that we are of the same kind."

"You mean everyone likes to listen to music?"

“No…” Zha Xing raised his head, looked at the dark sun, and said, “We are all people who dare to draw our swords towards the Supreme Will.”

"Then we are not the same kind."

Zhou Xuan said: "You thought you drew your sword, but you never really drew your sword. You fostered kidnappers, corrupted the Mingjiang Gang, wanted to massacre the entire city of Mingjiang, and polluted the Mingjiang Mansion's Zulong... You always say that you are accumulating strength to face the Supreme Will - but isn't this a form of escape?

You don't even dare to face the Supreme Will."

Zha Xing's face flushed, and he was obviously a little annoyed, but he didn't lose his temper. His face turned gloomy again, and he said, "Maybe you are right."

"You sing quite well. The name Bai Guang is much better than Zhe Xing."

When Zhou Xuan said this, he held the copper flower in both hands and threw it towards the sky. The flower kept spinning and floating, bringing the song of Bai Guang to every dilapidated street in Mingjiang Prefecture.

As the singing began, waves of clanging sounds were heard all around.
The sixteen postures and four seasons of Mingjiang Prefecture were all included in the "Taiyi" in Zhou Xuan's left palm.

An ancient blade, after condensing its power and time in Taiyi, rose up from the spot of light.

Zhou Xuan fiercely grasped the hilt of the knife, and the blade began to glow with a natural luster, first like the fresh green of early spring, then the red of summer, the yellow of autumn, and finally the white of winter.

As the four seasons passed, the blade's momentum could no longer be suppressed. No one knew whether it was the man who controlled the blade, or the blade moved the man - the blade that made the world's light and shadow shake, slashed down.

Zha Xing almost subconsciously held the Fire Order horizontally to block the knife, but the Fire Order was cut off, and she also...

A ball of blue blood was spilled on the devastated land of Mingjiang Prefecture.
The Zoroastrian Fire Order that once brought down the evil fire has now become two rusty pieces of angle iron, lying on the bricks and tiles.

Only the Nanping Evening Bell was still singing lazily as the copper flowers turned...

……

The bronze flower finally fell on the Bodhi tree beside the Ming River.

The Seven-Leaf Reverend in the tree let out a sad sigh.

A god-slaying arrow shot from Mingxi thousands of miles away and nailed Gong Zheng, who was controlled by Zhou Xuan, to death.

The cliff monk finally couldn't hold on any longer, his golden body was completely shattered, and he fell into Mingjiang Prefecture.

Zha Xing, Moya Monk, Zhao Qingxiao, Gong Zheng, these nine incense sticks characters, after their deaths, their aura was also absorbed by the Holy Buddha Chessboard.

Zen Master Wuya gently dropped the last white piece.

The sky and the earth shook.

The chess game was over, and Mingjiang Mansion lifted the shield on the Holy Buddha chessboard, which reappeared in the world.

And in the hands of Zen Master Wuya, there was a palm-sized chessboard.

……

The golden incense in Zhou Xuan's body burned out. He used the method of teleportation and stood on the Mingjiang Snow Mountain again, overlooking the ruins of the Mingjiang Mansion and listening to the movements in the mansion.

The catastrophe was over. Although Mingjiang Mansion was in a state of disrepair, there were still cries of celebration from those who survived the catastrophe.
The common people hiding in the mountains heard the news being read out by the parade lanterns - Mingjiang Prefecture was rescued by the Little Master, the Parade God Division, and the Fox Clan, and Mingjiang Prefecture was safe.

Naturally, the common people were celebrating.

Painters, musicians and others were also extremely excited. At the feet of the Parade of the Gods, the masters of Mingjiang Mansion were hugging and celebrating one by one.

Sister Cui was sitting in the Chenmu Tiankeng in Mingxi District, at the place where Muhua disappeared, feeling sad.

Joy and sorrow, love and hate are intricately intertwined and have become the main theme of Mingjiang Mansion today.

……

I don't know how long he sat there, but an old man in a black Taoist robe appeared next to Zhou Xuan.

The old man got off the donkey, threw a pot of wine to Zhou Xuan, and took out a pot of his own. The two of them clinked the pots together and began to drink in big gulps.

"Young man, I really thought that Mingjiang Mansion would never appear again."

The incense-burning Taoist priest sat cross-legged beside Zhou Xuan.

"Luckily, fortunately, fortunately, I have you!"

Zhou Xuan pulled out the cork, took a big gulp, and said to the Taoist priest: "The God of Suffering has fallen."

"I know."

The Taoist priest said, "That jinx has been a coward all his life, but now that he is about to die, he still shows some courage. Does he have a big impact on this battle?"

In the end, he couldn't bear to curse his deceased old friend anymore, so he quietly asked the God of Suffering whether he played a role in the war.

"It's big."

Zhou Xuan said.

The God of Bitterness and Evil tried his best to dispel the mist of dream that blocked the star and rescued the polluted Zulong. This move was an important turning point for the war in Mingjiang Prefecture.

"The God has fallen, and that's it. He will never live again. Even in the world of time and space, every five years, a new human world can be replicated in the world of time and space, but the God cannot be replicated. That unlucky star can only live in my heart from now on."

The Taoist priest poured the wine in the pot into the snow to pay respect to the God of Suffering. Zhou Xuan said, "You only care whether the God can survive, but too many people died in Mingjiang Mansion. They can't survive either. Even their entire family was buried in the sea of ​​fire, but no one paid tribute to them."

"After them, they are just nameless and faceless sand, coming like floating dust and leaving like floating dust. However, how can a big shot like you care whether these little people live or die?"

"Of course not."

The Taoist priest said: "Let me tell you, in the chess game of heaven and earth, most of the people who died can come back to life."

"Ok?"

Zhou Xuan turned his head suddenly.

“It may be difficult for those who practice the incense and fire way to survive, but the common people can be resurrected, and the broken Mingjiang City can also be repaired.”

"The Book of Will?"

Zhou Xuan asked hurriedly.

"Yes, the Book of Will."

The Taoist priest pointed to a Bodhi tree by the Ming River and said, "Look over there again..."

The Bodhi tree was transformed by Venerable Qiye. Zhou Xuan saw that after the chess game of heaven and earth was solved in Mingjiang Prefecture, there was a lot of deathly energy in the city, like wisps of light white smoke, rushing towards the Bodhi tree.

“The auras of the two twenty-one Zen and suffering gods did not dissipate. They left all the old dead auras of Mingjiang Mansion inside the Bodhi tree, preserving the last hope of repairing Mingjiang Mansion.”

The Taoist priest said: "This level of hope can be repaired through the Book of Will, but...how to repair it depends on how you, a young man, gather the will of all living beings."

"Muhua, can he be saved?"

Zhou Xuan asked the Taoist priest again.

"It's difficult...extremely difficult."

Taoist priest Xiang Huo said: "In this war, the greater the role he played, the more traces he left behind. The more traces he left behind, the harder it would be to revive him. To revive him, you need a lot of willpower."

"Mu Hua broke through the realm and used his life to help you enter the Nine Incense Sticks. He fought three Nine Incense Sticks alone, and the role he played was really huge."

"To bring Muhua back to life... the power of will required is far greater than filling the four seas with water."

After the Taoist priest finished speaking, he rode on the donkey and said, "Young man, extremely difficult things are not impossible. After all, saving the entire Mingjiang Mansion in the chess game of heaven and earth is an extremely difficult thing, but wasn't it accomplished by you, the Youshen Division, and the Fox Clan?"

"Ah."

After Zhou Xuan responded lightly, he threw the wine jug down the snow mountain and strode away.

His mission has not been completed yet.

Restoring a city and saving many lives became a dense cloud in his heart that could not be shaken off.

"Young man, you and Mu Hua have broken through the realm, but the Mother of Hundred Ghosts from the Buddha Kingdom is locked in Mu Hua's former body. Now, the Mother of Hundred Ghosts is lying in your secret realm. If you use the incense and fire technique recklessly in the future, be careful that the Mother of Hundred Ghosts will wake up."

The Taoist priest offering incense gave some advice.

"I know, but when I have restored Mingjiang City, the Mother of All Ghosts, I will return it to the Buddha Kingdom."

……

The chess game between heaven and earth has been cracked, but Zhou Xuan still has a heavy burden.

But the first thing he had to do was to find Sister Cui.

When he once again used the methods of "Day Travel of the Soul" and "Shapeshifting" to go to the Chenmu Tiankeng and saw Sister Cui, the two of them were speechless.

Sister Cui just walked slowly towards Zhou Xuan, reached out and hugged him tightly.

Zhou Xuan knew that Cui Jie didn't want to hug him, but "Muhua".

"Sister Cui..."

Zhou Xuan wanted to say that he could save Mu Hua, but when he thought about it carefully, what if he failed to save Mu Hua? Wouldn't that be cruel?
Although I gave Sister Cui hope, in the end this hope could not be realized, which was the second blow to her.

In the end, he did not mention that the "Book of Will" could save Mu Hua, but said to Sister Cui: "Sister Cui, the Snow Mountain Fox King Xishan was seriously injured and will not recover for a while, so he cannot protect you. And you have revealed your true identity, and there are many people who will talk about it. I am afraid that many people will miss you."

Sister Cui has been hiding in Dongshi Street for many years in order to conceal her identity as "Four Realms Earth Law". Now everyone in Dongshi Street knows that she is a fox, and she can no longer hide.

We have to find a new hiding place for Cuijie.

"With Muhua gone, I don't have much desire to live anymore."

"Maybe one day, Muhua will come back."

"Can you come back?"

Sister Cui sighed.

"You have to survive, though."

Zhou Xuan said: "Sister Cui, I will take you to a place."

"where?"

"Zhou's class."

Zhou Xuan said.

According to the current situation, Zhou's class is the most suitable place for Cui Jie to live - no one dares to cause trouble for Cui Jie in Zhou's class.

Just like the Huangyuan demon, the Zoroastrianism, and the Xunbo monk, who wanted to force the Nuo god to show up, the place they chose to descend was not Pingshui Prefecture, but Mingjiang Prefecture. They didn't dare to go to Pingshui Prefecture!
"I'll go home and get Huazi's clothes..."

Sister Cui wanted to go home and pack up Muhua's belongings, but then she changed her mind and realized that the food stall she had run for nearly twenty years had been burned down to ashes. She couldn't help but feel sad and burst into tears again.

"This fire burned so cleanly, so cleanly...it burned everything."

Sister Cui said so.

……

Zhou Xuan sent Cui Jie back to the Zhou family troupe.

He could not "use the incense and fire techniques recklessly" now. He could not use storytellers, tattoos, or the true teachings of the valley after the dragon-seeking and escape techniques were combined. Once used, the "Mother of a Hundred Ghosts" lying in the secret realm would riot, and there was a risk of revival.

Without the chess game of heaven and earth, and without the burning of incense, the parading gods from Pingshui Prefecture and Mingjiang Prefecture also showed signs of fatigue this time. If the Mother of a Hundred Ghosts woke up at this moment, she would not be able to gather enough strength to fight back.

Fortunately, the two methods of "Daily Travel of the Soul" and "Shadow Changing" both come from Zhou Xuan's super perception and have little to do with incense. When used, they will not make the Mother of a Hundred Ghosts restless.

He and the painter sent Sister Cui back to the Zhou family together - the painter carried Sister Cui on his back and activated the law of space to see her off.

In the Zhou family team, Lord Jian, Lord Jiu, Yuan Buyu and Zhou Lingyi were all pulled back to Pingshui Prefecture by the tree gate of the Zhou family's ancestral tree after the game of chess between heaven and earth was over.

At this time, the four of them were resting and recuperating in the courtyard.

I don't know who shouted "The young boss is back",
Hearing this, Master Jiu didn't care about his serious injury and forced himself to stand up. Master Jian also stood up. They both clasped their fists towards Zhou Xuan and said, "The disaster of the prefecture depends on you, young master, this time."

"How can such a big situation be handled by me alone? Today, everyone from the two prefectures' God Touring Division, the Fox Clan, the Peng Family Town Tree Clan, and the Yin Hall disciples have done a great job."

Zhou Xuan hugged Lord Jian and Lord Jiu warmly.

Yuan Buyu and Zhou Lingyi were a little far away, and they looked at Zhou Xuan with gentle smiles.

Today's Zhou Xuan is already a man who can stand on his own feet, especially after he comprehended Xigu's true teachings and condensed the Taoist mask. This young Nuo god will become a force that Jing State can no longer suppress.

No one can stop Zhou Xuan's rise anymore.

As one of them is a sister and the other is a master, they naturally feel very relieved.

"Sister, Cuijie's true identity has been exposed. I want to find a safe place for her to stay. From now on, let her live in the Zhou family class."

Zhou Xuan pulled Cui Jie in front of Zhou Lingyi.

Zhou Lingyi put aside her usual cold look, held Sister Cui's hand in a familiar manner, and said, "Sister Cui, we are destined to be together. You will live here from now on."

"I can only cook a few dishes, and I can't do anything else." Sister Cui scratched her head embarrassedly.

"That's perfect. I need someone to chat with when I cook every day. Let's cook together from now on."

Yuan Buyu said enthusiastically.

After settling down Cui Jie,

Lord Jian and Lord Jiu called the painter and Zhou Xuan to the side of the battlefield courtyard to discuss business.

Master Jian said straight to the point: "Young sir, I was the one who shot the arrow that killed Gong Zheng. I also inherited Gong Zheng's divine nature. I used this arrow to clean up the mess for the Divine Arrow Hall. The divine nature has not been fully integrated into me, so I can return it to you."

"You don't have to return it. It's best for you to take the Godhead."

Zhou Xuan said to Lord Jian: "Mingjiang Mansion is now in ruins. In the war, countless civilians died. I am willing to use the Book of Will to repair Mingjiang Mansion.

You have some understanding of the Book of Will. The bigger the wish, the more gods need to agree. Now, the more gods around us, the better. "

Lord Jian killed "Gong Zheng" and inherited the godhood, which was exactly what Zhou Xuan was happy to see.

This means that at this moment, there is a third god-level figure standing beside Zhou Xuan - the Musician, Peng Sheng, and Lord Jian.

The more gods there are, the greater the possibility of realizing the wishes in the Book of Will.

"Young sir, can Mingjiang Mansion really be repaired? Can the common people be saved?"

The painter was fascinated by what he heard. Mingjiang Prefecture was the economic center of Jing State. It had everything including delicious food, fun things to do, nightclubs, cinemas, major ports and large hospitals. Now it was burned down by a fire and was in ruins. It would be a great thing if it could be restored.

"We have this idea, but how to implement it and how difficult it will be after implementation are all things we need to practice to gain true knowledge."

Zhou Xuan began to give orders: "Lao Hua, you send a secret letter first to seal off Mingjiang Prefecture and prevent the survivors in the prefecture from escaping to other prefectures. Restoring Mingjiang Prefecture requires human willpower. If all the people have fled, how can there be any willpower..."

(End of this chapter)