Otherworldly Merchant

The old man, who looks like a big fish, has already said that.

I am a born spiritual person, that is, I can study these five spiritual techniques at the same time!

At this time, I already have half of the godless cultivation, although it is far from the Dragon Qingqing Qiu, the autumn wind cut off such worldly masters, but in this world, it is rare to see enemies.

The Ninth Life Tower appears to be full of skeletons, crying, but it is actually the land of the Divine Domain.

With the help of the Five Lines Festival, I have awakened initially, that desolate land, heavy with sand bones, and continued to mourn. Seems to be waiting for my arrival, seemingly as a sign that I am the lord of all souls.

Although my repair is still low, there is a huge difference between Dragon Qing Qing and Autumn.

Though I need the power of the Ninth Life Tower to make the place of the divine domain.

Although I just woke up, I couldn't fully manipulate it.

But what if I'm a Trinity?

Take myself as the furnace, take God as the heart, take the spirit as the qi. What about the strength of such a combination? Can't you beat a godless man?

What if you have a heavenly mark in your hand? Once I got the whip...

Yes, the whip!

When I thought about whipping, I woke up violently.

I've worked so hard to get all the way here. Why? Isn't that what you're here for?

And as far as I can tell, I'm looking for the right place.

Both Black Eagle and Public Loss have been here before. It's just that they are neither the Five Spirits nor the Lord of all Spirits, the Destiny Son, who cannot climb the Kirindai.

But I can!

According to him, Kirindai should be right behind Taiyuan Village, and the people of this village are waiting for me to get out of poverty --- although, so far, I don't know how to help them, but I'm sure they've waited so long and will do their best to help me accomplish my mission? At least it won't stand in my opposite direction.

To think of it, I asked the old man directly: "Sir, where is Kirindai? Take me there! ”

“Wait a minute. I've already informed them. They should be here any minute.” The old man still looked up to the sky with his hands behind his back and said not slowly.

“Who are they?” I asked some strange questions.

“Village keepers like me. ”

“Village keeper? ”

“Yes!” the old man turned around and looked at me. “You just saw those kids running over. ”

“See, they're the villagers?” I asked some strange questions.

“No.” the old man looked at the entrance of the village and continued: “I just said that all the villagers of Taiyuan Village will never die, which is just a general statement. In fact, every one of these people will live to die, but after three days of stopping, they will become a baby and live again from beginning to end. ”

“The thing in their hands that looks like a windmill is also called a wheel of memory. Memories of past years are constantly returning with age, and every time they run around the village, they are one year older. In other words, it is up to them how many memories of previous life they have lived at any age. At first, like everyone else, once reincarnated, they kept running wild until they recovered all their memories and looked forward to the arrival of the Five Spirits. ”

“But... one year, two years, a hundred years, two hundred years. After countless lives and deaths, the bitterly awaited spiritual people never showed up. So the vast majority of them no longer expect to grow up and no longer yearn to recover their memories. Because all they are given is pain and endless disappointment. Almost all of them chose to stay as children, only half way around the village at a time. Even, there are those who run backwards, the smaller they live. ”

“Thirteen people, including myself, however, were reluctant to do so and kept all their memories. For we have always believed in the words of the Muddler, and we have always believed that the Five Spirits, who are waiting for us, will surely come. We studied it carefully, his name is Zhang Jiulin! No, look, they're coming!” As he said, he tried to keep his mouth shut.

I looked at him and saw only a dozen people coming out of the village far away.

Some have long hair capes, red skirts, and a full face full of chuckles.

Some bareheaded monks have a generous face.

Some wear red and have to be red.

Some have white hair, clear skin, like an ice sculpture, but with a hippie smile on their face.

Some have scars on their faces, short black hair, and an invisible killer in their steady steps.

Some wear grey robes and have to float.

Some of them are thin and slightly woody.

Some look ordinary, you may have forgotten your face after missing a glimpse.

There are little eyebrows with funny faces.

Some are british and stained with white cream.

……

I quietly watched these people slowly come towards me, and two lines of tears fell into my own wildness!

That's right!

These people are all like little old men standing next to me who suspect Jiang Da fish. How kind and familiar each face is!

Gao Shengcoln, Zhang Tianbei, Mouse Senior, Caiyun Girl, Feng Master, Gray Pigeon Senior, White Eyebrow Zen Master, Grandpa...

This…

Is this really you?

Are you... are you all right?

My tears were running, but I couldn't bear to wipe them.

Deeply afraid that it was just a dream, just an illusion, and just as soon as I blinked my tears, they would disappear completely from my eyes.

Though... although I know it may just be my wish!

Again and again, I have warned that it is not them, that they are long gone and that they have died.

This is not an illusion, but it is not my family. They are only the villagers of Taiyuan Village!

But I still can't help it, I can't help it, I can't help it, I can't help it, I can't help it, I can't help it, I can't help it, I can't help it!

The dozen figures, walking three or four meters in front of me, stopped continuously and measured me up and down.

“Well, good. It's the Five Spirits.” The seemingly cold-blooded man nodded and took the lead.

“I don't know. Did he say that?” Around him, the woman, like Miss Caiyun, said slightly in doubt.

“Hello, is your name Zhang Jiulin?” The guy who looked exactly like Little White Dragon asked directly with his jaw up.

“Yes, I'm Zhang Jiulin. Ladies and gentlemen, I...” Although I have endured grief with great strength, I can no longer say it. I bowed directly to the other people.

“No, you're not mistaken, are you? Zhang Jiulin, the spiritual man, was responsible, but how could this child cry?” The man, who looked like a rat's predecessor, turned his eyes and said with suspicion.