There is a statue in the north of Shengjing City. The statue is gray-white, with a smile on its face, facing Shengjing City. The Great Shura behind him looks down at Shengjing City like a demon! Before leaving, the barefoot monk said that he would plant some flowers and plants here. It was early summer, and the flowers and plants centered on him were already in bud, and the flowers were fragrant. However, even if the head in his hand was a gray-white stone, its expression was very ferocious, and it was incompatible with the surrounding flowers and plants. Before leaving, the barefoot monk also said not to be a vegetarian but to eat some meat and drink some wine. Therefore, the meat and wine in front of him have never stopped from last year to now, and I don¡¯t know if he regrets it later, because he is not dead after all. It is really torture to put delicious food in front of him all year round but he can¡¯t move. When Zhang Xiaodao came to the barefoot monk, business was approaching noon, when the sun was at its strongest. Although there are layers of heavy clouds in the sky, the strong light shines through. Although it does not directly penetrate the heavy clouds, it illuminates the gaps around the clouds. At first glance, it seems that the sky has been cracked. Zhang Xiaodao, who had brought wine and meat, came to the barefoot monk, put down the wine and meat, and then looked at his smile, and smiled himself. It¡¯s just that Zhang Xiaodao¡¯s smile was a little forced. The reason for his reluctance is simple, because he feels the pressure of climbing a mountain. He doesn¡¯t know whether he can control the space code. Until now, he is still afraid of looking at the sacred monument. But he is more afraid that Shengjing City will become the next Qingzhou border, so he must accept it and resist the temptation to go home. He didn¡¯t know if he could save the barefoot monk, but he knew if the barefoot monk woke up. He can fight all the heroes in the world by himself! So, he came here. The moment this smile appeared, Zhang Xiaodao rubbed his face, then stretched out his hand and touched the barefoot monk's big hand with five fingers spread apart. There is no sense of warmth, only the texture and touch of cold stone. Zhang Xiaodao closed his eyes, the divine wheel in his mind was spinning crazily, and the mysterious power from time seeped out from his palms. It did not change the fact that the barefoot monk was still a statue, but he could feel the barefoot monk's palms softening. This softening gave Zhang Xiaodao a glimmer of hope, but with all his strength, he could only feel that the stone in the barefoot monk's palm was only slightly thinner. Then I felt hopeless. ?Under a burst of discomfort and dizziness. Zhang Xiaodao stopped. He understood that even with all his current strength, it would be impossible to melt even one of the barefoot monk's fingers. So, I can only give up. so. Can only sigh. After sighing, Zhang Xiaodao did not leave immediately. Instead, he sat down cross-legged. Looking at the end of the wilderness and the sky, I fell into deep thought. In fact, Liu Jianbei's sword fulfilled his destiny and gave him the initial ability to use the power of time. But until now, Zhang Xiaodao still doesn't know how to improve this power. Based on Wang Luohan¡¯s growth experience, if the North and South Divine Sect want to improve the power of the code, almost all of it comes from watching the stone tablets, and the stone tablets are their teachers. But the Time Monument is naturally in the hands of Nanshenmen. He cannot see the Time Monument, increase the power of time, and unlock the seal of the Barefoot Monk. He sighed because of this. He knew that it would be difficult for the barefoot monk to truly wake up in the short time to come. After sitting for half a stick of incense, Zhang Xiaodao finally raised his head. This time he smiled a little happier, but obviously due to lack of confidence, the smile was still a little forced. Leaving the north of the city with a forced smile, Zhang Xiaodao went straight to Futu Temple. He hoped he could understand the monument. ¡¡¡¡¡ ¡¡¡ The master of Nanshenmen who appeared at the Qingzhou border gate not long ago and destroyed the border gate in one breath has returned to Nanhai. Shenmen is divided into north and south, and overseas there are naturally differences between north and south. Only monsters survive in the North Sea where my mother-in-law lives, but in the South China Sea under his jurisdiction, there are not only monsters but also people. The door master in gray robes came to the island where there were still people. The people who lived on the island naturally came to greet him, but there were not many people, only eight people. These eight people included two teenagers, four middle-aged men, and two old men. But they all called the Nanshen Sect Master ¡®Father! ¡¯ The word ¡®father¡¯ is full of respect, but also surprising. The master of Nanshenmen accepted it calmly, because these eight people were indeed orphans he adopted. Whether they were young people, middle-aged people, or old men, he had watched them grow up. The reason why we raise them is to wait for today?. The master of the Nanshen Gate did not exchange any greetings, but said softly: "Let's go to the prosperous Tang Dynasty!" Then the eight people began to pack their small luggage and boarded the simple raft under his watch. The raft was very simple, just made of a few huge logs tied together. After all eight people boarded the raft, it seemed that the raft could not withstand the pressure and fell into pieces, turning into eight logs! Every log carries a person. They have only one log under their feet, but they have to cross the boundless South China Sea. The bodies of the two teenagers are both thin and weak, and their figures standing on a log are a bit unstable. The two old men were a little trembling, as if they would be hit by a gust of sea wind or waves at any time, and they would fall into the sea and die. Except for the four middle-aged men who were still standing still, it was very doubtful that they were there this time. If you go to the prosperous Tang Dynasty, will you die before you leave the army? But the leader of the Nanshen Sect is not worried at all, because he knows that even those with the lowest cultivation level on this island have already reached Mingxuan. The two old men even have supernatural powers. As long as such a group of people sets foot on the mainland, they will It will cause everyone in the world to panic. Therefore, they must reach the prosperous Tang Dynasty in the end and make the final decision! No one has ever recalled that such a group of people in the South China Sea would arrive in the prosperous Tang Dynasty. If you know the strength of this group of people, I am afraid that even the gentleman cannot help but be moved, because the strength of these people is enough to support a country, even more powerful than the current Great Wilderness! Watching eight logs disappear in the waves. The master of Nanshenmen did not leave the island. Instead, he sat on the rocks by the sea and looked at the sky. It seemed that the cool sea breeze was very refreshing today. He sat like this for a whole day and night, watching the ebb and flow of the tide, watching the stars move, watching the dusk and sunrise, and finally stood up at noon the next day. Facing the hot light, he showed an absolutely confident smile, but he couldn't help but smile when he thought of the boy who was just like him. Of course he knew that after he left the big tree outside the Qingzhou border, Zhang Xiaodao was murderous and wanted to kill him. But this is just a joke to him. Sooner or later, Zhang Xiaodao will become his partner and a partner in searching for his hometown. Of course, if Zhang Xiaodao is not willing, he will become a puppet and become his puppet to find a home! (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!