I have been a saint in the world for three thousand years

The twenty-fourth year of Zhenghe.

On the second day of the second month, the dragon raises its head.

Most of the uprisings that broke out in various parts of the Yuan Dynasty have been ruthlessly suppressed. Countless rebels are beheaded every day, and heads are rolling everywhere.

The remnants of the Xianyue Holy Land and Nanhua were also completely eradicated, and the remaining people fled the Yuan Dynasty in a hurry while being hunted down, never to return in this life.

Fortunately, the impact of the war was not large, and the situation in various places was restored in an orderly manner.

That night.

As the night slowly fell like a huge piece of silk, the towering city walls appeared and disappeared in the darkness, and the sky was gradually dyed a rich ink color.

As the night deepened, the capital city, which had been bustling with people, gradually fell into a deep sleep.

Everything was quiet and still, and all the people of the Yuan Dynasty were immersed in dreams.

Yan Xiu sat cross-legged on the edge of the cliff, gazing quietly.

Suddenly, a feeling of tiredness emerged in his mind.

This feeling of tiredness was like a drop of ink melting into a clear water tank, spreading rapidly and sweeping over Yan Xiu's entire body.

Yan Xiu smiled gently at this sudden sleepiness.

With his current state, he would naturally not feel this kind of fatigue.

Moreover, he only needed to practice the Purple Mansion Immortal Scripture to completely get rid of this drowsiness.

Yan Xiu knew that the person behind the scenes finally couldn't hold back anymore and took action against him.

"I hope you won't disappoint me."

Yan Xiu whispered this and then opened his mind, letting the long-lost drowsiness take him into sleep.

When Yan Xiu opened his eyes again, he looked around and found himself in a dark and cold place, like a cave.

Will-o'-the-wisp lights were floating around, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood and a strong stench.

The moonlight shining in from the cave in front brought the surrounding environment into view.

Skeletons with bits of flesh and blood clinging to them were scattered around, looking as if they had just been eaten by some wild beast and looked very fresh.

Yan Xiu followed the light and walked out of the cave.

The stars and the moon are shining brightly, and the Milky Way is like a silk thread.

In the quiet night, the sky is dotted with stars, appearing and disappearing.

Only the breeze blowing through the treetops brings bursts of soft singing, making people intoxicated and their thoughts vague.

At this moment, a majestic voice sounded from above the nine heavens, like heavenly music.

"You evil creature, you took advantage of my retreat to escape and come down to the mortal world to wreak havoc on the world. If you surrender immediately, I will spare your life. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Then, tiny specks of light emerged from the void, the dazzling light illuminated half of the night, and a figure walked out of the light.

He has a handsome face, a high nose bridge, an upright posture, and holds a whisk in his hand.

Her long hair was tied up high and hung down to her shoulders like a waterfall, and every strand of hair was shining with a faint light.

A pair of eyes were like cold stars, bright and sharp, revealing endless wisdom and insight.

A white Taoist robe woven with clouds and starlight exudes a mysterious and majestic atmosphere at all times.

With his appearance, the surrounding environment changed immediately.

A divine aura emanated from his entire body.

The grass and trees suddenly became greener, the flowers bloomed with more brilliant colors, the mountains in the distance swayed gently, and even the stars in the sky were affected, shining even brighter.

He strolled to above Yan Xiu, and looked down at him with a god-like gaze.

"Evil beast, do you still recognize me?"

The immortal opened his jade-like mouth and uttered words that sounded like heavenly music.

With the help of the water surface illuminated by the brilliant light, Yan Xiu was able to see his own appearance clearly.

On the hideous and ugly rat head, a pair of wretched little eyes were staring at himself in the water.

The muscular bull is about ten feet tall, and each muscle contains an explosive force.

The dog's huge tail was swung back and forth, driving away the mosquitoes that were attracted by the smell of its blood.

"Fuck! That's so fucking ugly!"

Looking at this extremely ugly and weird appearance, even Yan Xiu, who was usually calm and composed, couldn't help but swear.

"Since you have revealed your true form, why don't you surrender and follow me back to heaven to be punished!"

After saying this, the immortal shook the whisk in his hand.

Suddenly, the whisk expanded and turned into countless fine threads that attacked Yan Xiu.

In the blink of an eye, Yan Xiu was wrapped tightly.

He opened his mouth to speak, but what came out of his mouth was the frightening roar of a wild beast.

There was reluctance and anger in the voice, as if questioning why the immortal had ruined his good deed.

The immortal frowned slightly upon seeing this.

"If you don't repent, you'll be beaten!"

After saying that, he pointed out.

Suddenly, golden light burst out from the fingertips and turned into a golden sword rain falling from the sky.

Rays of golden light filled with fairy energy ruthlessly pierced through the ugly body, scattering pieces of smelly blood.

The monster let out a deafening roar in pain.

But all its struggles were in vain.

Under the restraint of the whisk, the monster had no choice but to eat the rain of swords from the sky.

After the golden sword rain disappeared, the monster with a rat head, an ox body and a dog tail was already lying in the water, dying.

"Ah! I never thought that this Taoist priest was actually a monster. My whole family burns incense and worships him every day. I am so angry!"

"If the immortal hadn't told us in our dreams, we, the people of the Great Yuan Dynasty, would have been kept captive by it and turned into food!"

"How horrible! How horrible! The Taoist master we worship day and night is actually a monster!"

The twinkling stars made sounds.

The billions of stars in the night sky are the people of the Yuan Dynasty who are sleeping in their dreams tonight.

They were all brought into this world by Xue Ling using the art of dream entry.

That's right.

Xue Ling wanted to completely destroy the prestige that Yan Xiu had painstakingly built up over the years in front of all the people of the Yuan Dynasty.

After hearing these words, the ugly monster's eyes flashed with murderous light.

It roared towards the starry sky.

The twinkling stars were suddenly frightened by the roar and were about to fall.

"I beg you, Immortal, to take action quickly and subdue this monster so that we can have a peaceful and prosperous Yuan Dynasty!"

"Please, immortal, save the millions of people of the Yuan Dynasty from the water and fire."

The swaying stars made a sound of pleading.

The immortal's eyes showed pity, and he said in a painful voice: "This time, many mortals in the Yuan Dynasty suffered such a great disaster. In the final analysis, it was because I failed to take good care of them, which allowed this beast to escape and sneak into the human world."

"Although I am a registered immortal god in heaven, I have caused such a disaster. Today, even if I have to sacrifice my immortal bones, I will definitely subdue this monster!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the immortal began to make hand gestures, his eyes closed tightly, and the immortal energy flowing around his body suddenly became thicker.

The monster with a rat head and an ox body also realized the coming crisis.

It struggled to break free from its restraints, let out an earth-shaking roar, opened its bloody mouth, and its fangs were as sharp as knives, as if it wanted to swallow up the world in one fell swoop.

"Monster, die!"