Under the hot sun, the iron-gray train was parked on the rails. There were dense woods around, and spots of light hit the body of the car, adding a bit of beauty to it.

Some soldiers were cleaning the bottom of the train, the wheels and the carriages next to them, with spots of blood on them. This was the blood stained after crushing the group of enemies, which obviously affected the lifespan of the train. Now, it is obviously a valuable thing and cannot reduce its use time because of this little thing.

It was already noon now, and the fragrant rice was served in a big pot, and the soldiers lined up to pick up the meal at the entrance of the cafeteria.

The aroma of various foods is everywhere, and the chef is very attentive. Although he cannot eat too much during the march, he can also fill his stomach.

From time to time, several vendors wandered in various carriages and sold their products to soldiers. Of course, these products have been strictly tested and no accidents are possible.

While they were having a meal, there was a group of soldiers responsible for defense. Some of them held fire spirit guns in their hands, looked serious and vigilantly in several directions to see if any enemies appeared.

Although this possibility is very small, you have to be careful. Otherwise, if you are taken away by someone while eating, your face will be greatly disgraced.

In another carriage, Xia Cheng and Xia Yan gathered together and ate food.

The food the officers eat is naturally different from that of ordinary soldiers.

Xia Yan picked up a piece of fried chicken from the plate. The golden and crispy crust made people's index fingers move, and when he smelled the tempting fragrance, he became even more irritable.

"Yeah, it's very good." Xia Yan licked his tongue endlessly, still savoring the taste before.

After biting the crispy skin of the fried chicken, the juice splashed on the tongue and chewed slightly, and the chicken inside looked smoother and softer. The chicken was chopped by the chef's exquisite knife skills, just along the texture distributed along the chicken, which did not damage its original fragrance at all, but instead enhanced its own taste.

Although the chicken was delicious, he still sat upright and chewed slowly, trying not to make any sound.

He didn't say anything and didn't say anything. While maintaining etiquette, he quickly finished the meal in front of him and added a bowl of rice. After all, he had already built a spiritual pool, and even had a quick meal.

Although he no longer ate these mortal foods, but instead ate the wind and dew, these foods have a faint spiritual energy, and with the deliciousness, he unknowingly ate a little more.

While eating this chicken, he remembered the days when he was short of food and clothing in the past.

Although he eats well now and wears exquisite clothes, he has become a disciple of the Immortal Lord. But he still cannot forget the past.

In the cold winter, when you are hungry, you have nothing to eat, and when you are frozen, you have no clothes to wear. The whole family suffers from such days.

At that time, I could only light a bundle of firewood when it was almost frozen, and I could not add too much firewood. It would be too wasteful. I could only add a bundle of firewood when the fire was about to go out.

The small fire illuminated the dark and simple house. He looked at the flames that were beating in the dark, and there seemed to be a flash of fire in his eyes. The small flame became his warmest memory in winter. At that time, his light was like that fire, so weak, and even a gentle wind could blow him out.

But now, the small flame has grown to illuminate a piece of darkness around it. Although the light is very weak, since it already exists, it will gradually grow, rather than just illuminating itself.

A spark can start a prairie fire.

The water in the spirit pool was rippling, and a trace of spiritual energy circulated in his body.

Under the leadership of Master, burn this decadent world to pieces.

After I achieved success in my practice, I returned home and saw the joy of my mother at home. The home that seemed magnificent in the past, I felt that everything was worth it.

For a moment, my eyes became hot and my face seemed a little blurred.

"What's wrong?" Xia Cheng asked with a piece of meat in his right hand.

"The wind is strong, sand is coming into my eyes." Xia Yan replied shyly and rubbed his eyes.

"How is this chef's making is OK." Xia Cheng smiled, understandingly, and asked him what was wrong before.

As for the wind?

Now in the carriage, the windows are closed tightly and the formation isolates the inside and outside. What kind of wind can there be?

"Sir, the meal is indeed very good, it can be said to be very delicious. I didn't eat such delicious food when I was practicing." After thinking about it, Xia Yan answered seriously.

"Eat more delicious food, and you can't be hungry now. Could it be that Immortal Lord still hungry you? As long as you don't waste it, it's okay to eat as much as you want. Besides, why are you so distant? There are no outsiders now, call me uncle and look at it." After putting down the chopsticks in his hand, Xia Cheng said gently to Xia Yan, and even made a joke.

"No need, uncle, Master, let us concentrate on our practice, so that we can't make the food very good. We usually don't eat when we practice." He said softly, carefully smoothing the wrinkles of our clothes.

"That's good, just eat enough." Xia Cheng nodded and put down his chopsticks.

"Uncle, my nephew has just eaten enough. If you haven't eaten enough, then continue to eat." Seeing Xia Cheng stopping the chopsticks, Xia Yan said in a panic.

"No, I'm full now."

"We can live our current life thanks to Qinghua's Changsheng Tianzun, who praises Qinghua's Changsheng Lord."

After dinner, Xia Cheng washed his hands, folded his hands together, and prayed to God devoutly.

"Praise the Emperor of the Endless Heaven." Xia Yan also made a gesture and prayed to Pei Ziqing.

For Pei Ziqing's fairy side of Qingxuan, he did not need any incense power, but he still needed this kind of power for the divine side.

Although the divine world is too closely connected with the world and this reason is not used as the main path, the progress of the divine way can also be effective in the practice of the immortal way.

Therefore, Shinto will continue to practice, but not the most important thing. Moreover, more importantly, Shinto's clone also inherited part of his dreams.

Pei Ziqing was not completely cold-blooded. From now on, he only lived for the sake of the Tao. He also had the desire to revitalize the nation and realize his ambitions.

"I put my expectations for civilization and some dreams into this divine clone. He will inherit my wish for the prosperity of civilization. In the future, He will not only be the God of Green Tree, but also the God of China and the Lord of the country. He will take my place to see the scenery I have not seen before and fulfill the promise I have made." After becoming an immortal, Pei Ziqing said to Luo Zhu gently, his eyes full of enlightenment without any hesitation.

"I built my temple and set up my statue not to make myself eternal master, but to allow my disciples and descendants to rest on the difficult journey of seeking the truth."

"Use divine power to comfort them, protect them when they are still weak, give them space for free to develop, so that I can protect our civilization and Taoist veins, so that they can pass on it."

"I am not the eternal master of this world, nor do I declare that I will always be supreme, and later people will never be able to cross it. This path is not only my path, but also the path of hundreds of millions of sentient beings in this world."

"These people who believe in me are not my slaves, but fellow travelers on this long road of seeking. Moreover, even God is also extremely small in front of this world. If I encounter an unimaginable crisis and need to sacrifice myself to make this road continue, I am willing to die."

This is the vow of the Lord of Eternal Life of Qinghua and the path he is about to walk.

There was a faint light in His eyes.

It was the light that blew into the whole world like a trade wind. It seemed extremely weak, but it was indestructible. No matter how powerful the attack was, it could not be destroyed.

Like a breeze, like a plant and a tree.

It seems that one is an independent cycle, an unstoppable torrent.

The calm words of the Lord of the Eternal Life make people believe that he will do it as long as he continues to say it.

Is this the Tao?

Compassion, with the fragrance of plants and trees in the light, the holy power was passed down through the connection of faith when they prayed, extremely warm, as if they were in the arms of their mothers.

After the name of the god changed, they naturally thought that this was the name of the god of Pei Ziqing's spirit body, and forgot the previous name.

This kind of power is actually very terrible, but their level has not reached a certain level, so they are not aware of the changes.
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