Water Reflects Peach Blossoms

The sound of demolition outside attracted the attention of Ying Zhao who was repairing the Kunlun formation in the mountain temple.

He withdrew his divine power and walked out in confusion.

There hasn't been a single visitor to Kunlun Mountain for hundreds of years, let alone such a lively scene.

When he was about to reach the door, he heard several sharp noises. He looked up and saw several fiery red fireworks exploding in the air. They were so bright and beautiful that he was overjoyed.

Hey, could it be that one of his grandsons came back and prepared a surprise gift for him?

A face that had experienced many vicissitudes of life was smiling like a chrysanthemum. Ying Zhao opened the door and a thick smoke mixed with flying snow covered his face.

Raising his hand to wipe the smoke off his face, the smile on Yingzhao's face disappeared without a trace, and he looked at him with a dark face.

All I saw was that the ground outside the gate of his mountain temple was full of potholes, the stone steps he had built himself were scattered left and right, and many of the guardrails on both sides of the stone bridge leading to the mountain temple were blown up!

It seemed that the stone bridge was about to be lost.

He took a deep breath and shouted at the group of kids who were still happily fighting: "What... are you doing!"

His house was demolished!

The sound of Wen Xiao blowing Bai Ze Ling Mu Xiao suddenly stopped.

Pei Sijing shot out the demon-killing arrow in her hand and looked towards the mountain temple.

Pei Siheng immediately turned back into a puppet.

Ying Lei tried his best to cut the fireball that was rushing towards him, and the moment he saw the black-faced grandfather, he put away the kitchen knife in his hand!

Zhuo Yichen had already stabbed the Yunguang sword into Wen Zongyu's heart. He put away the sword. After Wen Zongyu fell, he looked at Ying Zhao, not knowing how to explain.

They hadn't paid much attention during the fight, but now they were panicking when they saw the mess around them.

"It's bad." Zhu Yan spat out two words without laughing.

Li Lun, who was leaning aside to watch the show, looked at Ying Zhao, who was standing on the abandoned stone steps of the mountain temple with a look of devastation on his face. His heart skipped a beat and he put away the faint smile on his lips.

Cheng Huang glanced at Ying Zhao. Since the other party had no control over him, he just stood aside and watched the show.

"What should we do?" Nanzhi also felt that the situation was becoming serious.

Bai Jiu, who was watching from a prime position with Nanzhi, spread his hands and said, "I think there's nothing to do. At most, I'll get a beating."

"Ouch!" Just as he finished speaking, he was hit on the head by Zhu Yan.

Zhu Yan said softly, "Ying Zhao's beatings are very painful."

"But you are all demons..." Nanzhi thought for a moment: "Will it hurt too?"

Li Lun walked over to Nanzhi and said with certainty, "It hurts a lot."

"What's going on?!" Seeing that he couldn't go up the stairs anymore, Ying Zhao jumped down directly.

He is still strong and healthy despite his old age, which makes people stunned.

He walked up to Zhu Yan, first raised his hand and kowtowed to Zhu Yan, then to Li Lun, and finally to Ying Lei.

pain!

very painful! ! !

Zhu Yan's face wrinkled like a monkey's in an instant, Li Lun clenched his back teeth, and Ying Lei almost jumped up while covering his forehead!

In front of the group of his three grandsons standing obediently, Ying Zhao's face was filled with grief and indignation: "Look at my mountain temple! Look! What a mess you have made of it!"

"Grandpa, it's Wen Zongyu!" Ying Lei covered his head with his hands in grievance, pointing at the hand that emerged again from the ashes on the ground: "We all wanted to deal with him, that's why..."

"Don't lie to an old man like me!"

Ying Zhao was not fooled at all: "With several of you thousand-year-old monsters here, dealing with Wen Zongyu is no small matter, right?"

"We destroyed the mountain temple because we wanted to use Wen Zongyu as a training ground." Zhuo Yichen looked a little guilty and immediately offered compensation: "Don't worry, Yingzhao Mountain God, we will repair the mountain temple immediately and make it better than before."

Nanzhi whispered, "We will also offer incense money."

Even a mountain god needs money to buy things in the mortal world, but few people worship the mountain god of Kunlun Mountain, so naturally he doesn't have much money.

Hearing about the incense money, Ying Zhao paused for a moment, then suddenly raised his hand and yawned, turning around and waving at everyone: "Old men like to sleepwalk when they get old. I'm sleepy now, so I'm going back to sleep..."

Zhu Yan praised Nanzhi: "As expected of Azhi."

So everyone turned their attention to Wen Zongyu who had just been resurrected from Nirvana.

"Continue." Zhuo Yichen said in a deep voice, and the Yunguang Sword was unsheathed!

"Chongwu Camp Prison!" Wen Zongyu, who had experienced Nirvana countless times, was filled with fear. With a shadow in his heart, he dared not look directly at everyone. He could only raise his hand to signal to wait!

He said anxiously to everyone, "In the Chongwu Camp prison, I enshrine Zhurong and the ashes of the Unburning Wood!"

"Knock out the ashes! Set me free!!!"

"Who's going?" Zhu Yan asked.

"I have to go. I know something about the dungeon in Chongwu Camp." Bai Jiu raised his hand and said, "A great demon must go with me."

"Then I'll go." Cheng Huang responded.

The two used the Shanhai Cunjing to go to the Chongwu camp prison.

In the Chongwu camp prison, Cheng Huang saw the enshrined statue of Zhurong and the ashes of the Bujin wood.

He raised his hand, and when it touched the flame barrier, he retracted it and said to Bai Jiu, "Exit the dungeon."

Bai Jiu obediently ran out of the dungeon and hid behind the stone wall.

There was a loud muffled sound from inside the dungeon, and a cloud of dust rushed out!

After the smoke and dust cleared, Bai Jiu ran into the dungeon and saw Cheng Huang, who was unharmed. In front of him were ruins that had been turned into powder by the vortex of demonic power. Both the statue of Zhurong and the ashes of the Unburnt Wood were in the ruins and could not be separated even if he tried.

In Kunlun Mountain, Wen Zongyu, who wanted to be free, finally turned into smoke and dust and dissipated between heaven and earth.

A gust of wind blew, blowing his ashes outside the stone bridge and scattering them among the white snow-capped mountains.

……

The celebration banquet was held in Kunlun Mountains.

Zhu Yan, Li Lun, Cheng Huang, Zhuo Yichen, Ying Lei and Bai Jiu repaired the damaged stone bridge and steps. Nanzhi, Wen Xiao and Pei Sijing with Pei Siheng's doll went down the mountain to purchase ingredients for the celebration party.

Nanzhi was picking fresh mushrooms at the market with a small basket.

The stall owner said that these mushrooms are best eaten grilled.

Pei Sijing unfolded the list of dishes written by Yinglei and ticked the box when she bought one.

Wen Xiao is buying snacks and dried fruits.

When they came here a month ago, Sinan Water Town was still plagued by the epidemic. Now it is full of bustle and prosperity, and everywhere tells of the powerful vitality of human recovery ability.

After buying the ingredients, Pei Siheng appeared and took all the bags from Nanzhi, Wen Xiao and Pei Sijing.

Having just finished the Wen Zongyu incident and saved the entire Tiandu City's people and the monsters in the wilderness, how could I resist taking a stroll when I came out to buy food?

Especially when there are three girls together.

Nanzhi was attracted by the rouge on the stall and stopped.

The stall owner said buy one get one free, but seeing that there were three girls, the second one was half price on top of the buy one get one free deal.

Pulling Pei Sijing, who was a little shy when choosing things for her daughter's house, Wen Xiao picked up a box and showed it to her: "This color is beautiful, and it smells good too."

Nanzhi leaned in and sniffed: "It's a cold fragrance, very suitable for Sister Pei."

Pei Sijing's expression softened: "The color is indeed beautiful."

Following in front were three people with smiling faces. They stopped behind the woman who was choosing rouge at the stall, and Pei Siheng also had a smile on his face.