Resurrection of Shinto

　　 The era of heavenly fairy begins.

　　 There are still ten years away.

　　 A turbulent era is about to begin completely.

　　 The world is in the tranquility before the storm, the endless storm is gestating above the sky, and the earth is extremely depressing.

　　 A middle-aged Taoist priest, dressed in a loose robe, dragged robes like a long skirt, has been piled up on the ground, looking up at the sky.

　　 The night is like a shuttle.

　　 The blurry night enveloped the earth.

　　 The stars above the night sky are blooming with light.

　　 Numerous stars are embedded in the night, like Hengsha, forming this vast Milky Way.

　　 The middle-aged Taoist pursed his lips slightly, and from the loose sleeves, he took out a strange shape, like a child under three dynasties, with all four limbs and all five senses.

　　 looked to the left and right subconsciously, as if to see if anyone was there, and took a bite directly at the fruit while no one was paying attention.

　　 The fruit is crisp, the juice splashes, and the middle-aged Taoist appears refreshing.

A fruit that is not small, under the middle-aged Taoist population, it has been eaten in a blink of an eye, and one-third of the volume is left, as if to feel something. The middle-aged Taoist suddenly speeds up his movements. The fruit thrust into his mouth.

　　 But it was obvious that the remaining part of the fruit was still large enough. Soon the middle-aged Taoist realized that he pushed the fruit toward his loose sleeves, trying to cover the fruit with the help of the sleeves.

　　 When the middle-aged Taoist just hid the fruit, a stream of light had fallen.

　　 A bright light was born, and a figure could be seen vaguely walking out of the light.

　　 A boy with red lips and white teeth, about ten years old, now his hands on hips, looking at the middle-aged Taoist, relentlessly yelled and preached: "You are stealing things again."

　　 The middle-aged Taoist waved his hands again and again and rejected the preaching: "Nonsense."

　　 "You must be a good rascal, boy."

　　The boy was anxious, stretched out his finger to the middle-aged Taoist, and looked at the middle-aged Taoist’s mouth. Since he opened his mouth, the fruit that has not been swallowed in his mouth, repeatedly shouted: "What is in your mouth?"

　　 "Dare to deny here?"

　　 The middle-aged Taoist did not answer immediately, but kept swallowing, swallowing all the fruit into his abdomen, and then he answered and preached: "What else can I have in my mouth?"

　　 "Of course there is nothing."

　　 The boy was furious and never saw such a brazen person in the world.

　　 can't hold back anymore, the breath begins to grow rapidly, the depressive breath fills all directions, the stones and soil on the ground have begun to float up, and a shocking breath is growing.

"enough!"

　　 A gentle voice sounded, and a Taoist appeared in front of the boy.

　　 The Taoist has a handsome face, with long cyan hair scattered behind him, standing beside the boy, gently tapping the boy's shoulder.

　　 The boy looked at the incoming person, with a pure and thorough, bubble-like figure, and immediately began to complain and preach: "Master, this is the fruit that this Taoist priest stole."

　　 "When I got up this morning, I have checked that there are still eighteen fruits, but now there are only seventeen."

　　 "One missing piece of fruit is what he did."

　　 The boy spoke again and again, constantly accusing the middle-aged Taoist, and his tone was a little confusing, and one of the two sentences was accusing the middle-aged Taoist of stealing.

　　 The Taoist nodded slowly, with a kind attitude and a gentler tone, preaching: "I see, you go back first, and watch the fruit carefully, don’t let the fruit be lost again."

　　 "Well, sir!"

　　 When the boy heard the fruit, he just had to tell something, he swallowed it into his abdomen, quickly turned into a light, and disappeared into the sky.

　　 Taoist watched the boy leave, and then he bowed his head to the middle-aged Taoist in front of him: "Tong'er is rude, please don't blame Ge Dao brother."

　　 Ge Tianshi looked at the streamer in the sky, but he sighed and said: "He doesn't even know the poor way. It seems that the disaster of the ancients is not easy for you."

　　 The Taoist look darkened, but he was not disappointed. Instead, he preached fortunately: "It is lucky to be able to survive."

　　 "No matter how bad the injury is, it will be healed one day."

　　 "On the contrary, how come Brother Ge Dao came to Qianxue Mountain, and also harmed the fruit of the poor road."

"Pan Dao in the ancient times said that this fruit has a benefit to the heavenly immortals, such as Brother Ge Dao, who is about to evolve into the heavenly immortal fruit, this fruit will also have a taste. Brother Ge Dao is completely wasteful. ."

　　 Dao has a soft temperament, and has never been irritated from beginning to end. At this time, the accusation is not even a bit angry.

Ge Tianshi laughed, the remaining fruits in his sleeves had already appeared in his hands, he took a bite directly, and faintly preached: "This is not a joke with Tonger, if he was guarded by him in the ancient times, I would definitely not be able to steal it. "

　　 "I planned to reminisce with Tong'er, but I didn't expect the fruit to be so easy to get. I didn't hold back for a while, so I ate two bites."

　　 The Taoist showed helplessness, and preached in a gentle tone: "Say the business, the poor road, the thousand snowy mountains, has fallen apart since ancient times, and there are not many people who can find this place. Brother Ge Dao, you must have something important to come."

　　 Ge Tianshi looked straight, not angry and self-prestigious. He had a certain dignity and solemnly preached: "I came to Qianxue Mountain to find a Taoist friend because I wanted to ask the Taoist friends to help me."

　　 "Taoist friends are innate spiritual roots, and they are proficient in the laws of wood. This fruit is true and detailed, and the poor Dao has also known one or two."

　　 "This is something that was spawned by fellow Taoists, whether it's taste or feel."

Speaking of this, Ge Tianshi paused slightly for a while, and finally suppressed the mixed thoughts, and went straight to the topic to continue preaching: "Although there are a lot of fruits, the effect has been reduced, so this time I want to really bear the fruit. A fruit."

　　 Ge Tianshi solemnly bowed, the Taoist frowned when he saw this, and his tone was still calm and preached: "Even if it is a real fruit, UU reading www.uukanshu.com is useless to the gods."

　　 "Everyone knows that the ginseng fruit will bloom once in three thousand years and bear fruit in three thousand years. It will take three thousand years to ripen. A total of three hundred fruits can be obtained."

　　 "Pan Dao had to ripen in advance for the people of the world to enjoy, and the effect was somewhat weakened, but 3,000 fruits could be obtained in 9,000 years."

　　 "Now there are sixteen remaining fruits. If it really bears, ten fruits must be combined into one."

　　 The Taoist thought for a while, sighed and preached: "Well, for this family background, you have long been thinking about leaving, and the poor Tao will be cleaned up sooner."

　　 Ge Tianshi's expression loosened, and a light smile appeared, thanking him for preaching: "Friends of Daoism are generous."

　　 Taoist shook his head and preached: "What kind of generosity, you also bully the poor Tao and gentle, don't know what rejection is?"

　　 "I just don't know if you intend to use this fruit for Yuxuan? Or for others?"

"On the matter of the human world, the Ge family has been entangled too much. Yuxuan has been trapped in the human world and cannot advance or retreat. When this war is approaching, he wants to get away early, so I plan to use this to settle the cause and effect. The Ge family and Da Chu will no longer owe each other. "

　　 Listening to Ge Tianshi's words, the Taoist is as gentle as ever, but a figure in the Nine Heavens opened his eyes and a smile appeared.

　　 From Hongmeng sub-judgment, and then to the ancient and antiquity.

　　 Your relatives and friends, mentors, elders, Taoist sages, etc.

　　 Countless reincarnations, the vests in the world, even oneself can't count.

　　 This is the horror of being too subtle, you never know, the true face of the other party, who is too subtle in the end.

　　 How much power has been accumulated by so many vests.