"You've broken the mountain!"

The calico cat clung to his chest, kicking its four little paws fiercely, almost climbing up on his body and clothes, until it poked its head out from his shoulders and looked at the borrowed mountain behind him.

At this time, Borrow Mountain was really in a miserable state.

"It doesn't matter..."

The Taoist turned around and looked at the mountain.

"Well, I can't see it again!"

The cat squirmed in his arms again, changed direction, and continued to look at Shishan with a pair of curious eyes.

I saw the Taoist blowing a breath.

"call……"

This breath suddenly turned into a cold wind.

The aura of the Great Cold just suited the world at this time. As soon as it was released, heavy snow suddenly fell on the "Borrowed Mountain". The red flowing rock on the mountain cooled rapidly, darkened and turned black, and the remaining spiritual power of Zhiyang Zhigang also disappeared.

Gradually, the coldness of the heaven and earth was eliminated, and it gradually returned to calm.

“It’s still rotten on the mountain!”

The calico cat stretched out a paw, stared at the borrowed mountain without blinking, pointed at the crack on it and said.

"Let it be like this."

"The trees on the mountain are gone too!"

"It will grow again."

"The stone tablet on the mountain is also rotten!"

"That's true..."

The Taoist had just cast his gaze to the bottom of the mountain. When he heard the words of Empress Sanhua, he moved his gaze back again, picked a place, and blew another breath:

"call……"

"Wow..."

A protruding stone on the mountain suddenly cracked, and the gravel powder washed down, leaving only a new stone tablet with the same sentence written on it:

In February of the sixth year of Mingde, Shu Yifan and the black horse borrowed a horse from the Pingzhou Mountain God to suppress the demon.

But the mountains have changed.

Today, it is still huge and majestic, especially in the grassland with no mountains and hills. It looks even more huge, abrupt and majestic. However, now it is full of cracks, and the largest crack is even wider than the mountain.

Official roads criss-cross the mountain. In addition, the newly cooled flow rock on the mountain also makes it look completely different from its previous appearance. If it is said to be strange, it is even more strange.

Since I am borrowing it to suppress demons, I still cannot forget my duty.

The Taoist held the cat with one hand and made a seal with the other hand.

"Sui Su Su Su..."

Suddenly, an unknown number of streams of light flew out from his hand, with various colors and different shades. Some flew in all directions, some flew into the borrowed mountain, and some flew into the bottom of the mountain, intertwining into a dazzling net.

The Yin-Yang Four-Season Array, which had been depleted and damaged in the battle, was replenished with spiritual power, and the affected aura of the mountain was gradually restored.

"call……"

The Taoist blew towards the mountain again.

The spring water that had seeped out from the bottom of the mountain suddenly flowed back, leaving not a drop left.

"Buzz..."

The magic circle takes effect again.

Yin and Yang do not rotate, and the four seasons remain unchanged.

Use mountains to control water.

"Demon Dao, if I can see the light of day again one day, I can destroy your entire family of Fulong Temple and cut off your inheritance..."

There were faint sounds coming from the mountains.

The first two words are relatively clear, but the later words are blurred, and the last few words are almost inaudible.

"brush!"

The cat in the Taoist's arms instantly turned its head, looked in the direction of the sound, and said blankly: "Empress Sanhua seems to have heard someone speaking!"

"yes……"

"who?"

"In the mountains."

"Oh! That demon king!"

"exactly……"

"What did he say?"

"He said that if he ever sees the light of day again, he will destroy all our Fulong Temple families and cut off our inheritance." Song You was very relaxed, as if he was talking about an insignificant thing, but after saying that, he couldn't help but express his gratitude to the cat in his arms.

He added, "If Empress Sanhua is still there at that time, Fulong Temple is still there, and the demon king is not dead yet, and she accidentally sees the light of day again, Empress Sanhua must remember to protect us."

His tone was like teasing a child.

"OK!"

The cat answered very solemnly.

"Then I will thank Sanhua Empress of Taoxingtongtian for the Taoist juniors many years later."

"You're welcome!"

"call……"

The Taoist took one last breath.

This time it’s to this land.

After the battle just now, although Ancient God Tianzhong used the Four Seasons Clock to seal off the world, although he had no intention of doing so, it could be regarded as preventing the spread of the harm of the battle to a certain extent. However, the Four Seasons Clock would still borrow a large piece of land at the foot of the mountain.

Shrouded inside, the villagers in a few scattered villages have been evacuated, but the houses have remained in place. Now these houses and the fields under the mountains have been affected.

The Taoist's breath is the insight gained from the aura of the five directions, which can restore the original vitality of this land.

Although it cannot be completely restored, at least the original fields and ridges cannot be restored, but at least farming can continue.

Damaged houses cannot be repaired.

However, Taoists can leave a little more aura in the fields. The fields at the foot of the mountain will definitely belong to these villages. When the people come back to rebuild their houses and start farming again, next year, they will be compensated.

After all this is done, it's over.

The last veiled gaze from the sky was withdrawn.

"Let's go." The Taoist said calmly, "Please ask Sanhua Empress to take us away."

"Where are you going again?"

"Go to Tianzhu Mountain!"

"Tianzhu Mountain!"

Empress Sanhua naturally knows Tianzhu Mountain.

Already been there twice.

From here, I vaguely know the direction.

"Canopy..."

The dark clouds in the sky turned into cranes and fell on the snow.

The wind blows and the snow dances, the sky and the earth are blurred, it seems that there are only two colors in the world, black and white. Even the Taoist's robes, the bodies of swallows and cranes do not mess up the colors. The only difference is a three-color cat and the top of the crane's head.

Just a little bit of red.

"Puff puff..."

The crane flapped its wings, blowing up the scattered snow on the ground, took a few steps, and then leisurely climbed into the sky.

The swallow is a small one, not as big as the crane's eyes. It flaps its wings hard and follows the crane, soaring in the snowy clouds, feeling very comfortable.

The calico cat was very afraid of the cold. It huddled up in the Taoist's arms and even raised its head to ask him if it was cold.

Taoists are naturally not cold.

"Did you defeat that ancient god?" Mao'er continued to raise his head and stared at him with a pair of amber eyes, curious, like a child who wanted to listen to a story.

"nature."

"Swallow said he is very powerful!"

"Yes."
To be continued...