After being reborn, he was entangled by the sha demon

Xie Bi'an buried his sister under the tree that used to bloom in spring in the yard.

Because Xie Bining often sat under the flowers, combing her long satin-like hair while humming nice songs.

Xie Bi'an also sang that song.

"Sister, go to sleep."

Xie Bi'an did all this well, packed his bags and locked the courtyard door and left home.

He is going to the East.

In the east there is the greatest immortal in the world, Lord Cang Hai Hai.

Xie Bi'an wants to ask Master Shui Jun to give the world a heavy rain.

There has been little rain in the past few years, and other places are not much better than his hometown.

And with this heavy rain, the dry soil will be revived, crops will grow, and food will be harvested in abundance.

At that time, people who fled from neighbors can return to their hometowns.

At that time, sister will be able to eat enough when she is reincarnated as a human being again.

Xie Bi'an walked for a long time, from dawn to dusk, from spring to winter.

At the end of the gaze, in the easternmost part of the Great Wilderness, the water is shimmering and the blue waves are thousands of hectares.

He finally reached the sea, but he couldn't see Suicune.

People who prayed to the gods often came and went, temples were built by the sea, and the figure of the god was carved and carved with stones and placed on a high place.

People worship and kowtow, very pious.

But Xie Bi'an always felt that the stone-like thing was not Suicune,

He walked to the sea and looked straight at the water.

The waves hit the reef and knocked out vast water waves.The waves are surging, and the clear stream is endless.

This is the supernatural power of the unique sect of Baichuan.

Xie Bi'an stood on the shore day by day, watching the birds come and go, and the waves go up and down.

He wants to wait for the real Lord of the Sea.

Finally, one day, the old fairy probably got annoyed with the persistent young man on the bank and decided to come out to meet him.

"What do you want?"

Suicune stood on the reef in the water, looking at the shadow of Jieshi mountain surrounded by clouds and mists, and spoke with his back to Xie Bi'an.

They came here to beg him, and most of them left after a few days, but this young man was as desperate as he was, waiting for hundreds of days, abruptly from the age of 15 to the age of [-].

Xie Bi'an bowed respectfully, and said without haste, "Please Lord Shui give the world a heavy rain."

He begged for rain for the world, and for all the people in the world.

Attracted by his words, Xu Cang turned around to look at the boy's face, and smiled as if nothing had happened: "Why?"

"There has been little rain for many years, severe drought in the world, and people are displaced." Xie Bi'an was neither humble nor overbearing, but his etiquette was extremely regular, so that people could not find fault.

After Xu Cang finished listening to his explanation, his face, which was described as benevolent by the world, turned sullen: "Human world? It's just one's own fault!"

If it weren't for the constant wars and battles in the world, if it weren't for the turmoil in the wilderness, Jieshi Tiger would not sacrifice himself to create reincarnation and extradite the souls of the dead.

Lord Canghaihai has never been a merciful god. Since the world makes the tiger die in the wilderness, what's the point of wandering for several years?

But as if the young man could not notice his anger, he repeated the words of pleading again.

"Please Lord Shui give the world a heavy rain!"

A god and a young man stare at each other across the sea.

Master Cang Haihai can take his life and demote him to hell at any time, but Xie Bi'an is not afraid, he just wants to ask for a heavy rain.

A heavy rain that makes the world peaceful.

Xu Cang saw the same determination on his face as that man.At that time, they also had a quarrel like this, and then that person chose Dahuang and left him.

After a long time, Master Canghai, who had lived for tens of millions of years, lost his mind and said to himself: "He will be unhappy if he loses this world."

So Xie Bi'an saw the old god on the sea walking in front of him stepping on the waves, and spoke with the calmest voice.

"Praying for rain for the people of the world requires such a great merit in exchange for it. Are you willing?"

Xie Bi'an didn't understand what he said, although he was puzzled, he agreed.

"willing."

Xu Cang looked at the young man's eyebrows and eyes, his clothes were obviously stained by wind and frost, but his eyes were as clear as stars in the dark night.

"I'm not finished yet."

"All are willing."

Xie Bi'an raised his head and looked at the old fairy firmly, the piety in his eyes could overflow.

"Okay." Xu Cang saw something in him that he had been looking for for a long time.

This thing is the most scarce in the Underground Wuwang World.

called hope.

Xie Bi'an is the pure and kind person he has been looking for for many years. He travels through mountains and rivers not for himself, but just wants to pray for rain for the world.

"I want you to forget your past and go and guard a city for me."

The heavy rain of people in the world needs the same great merit in the world in exchange.

So the boy in white abandoned his past and went down to the ground alone, and walked into the ghost town by the seaside of Huangquan.

No delusion.

……

Xie Bian burned all his spiritual power into the fire, untied the ghost formation, and then walked into the divine fire, burning his own life with it.

The flames rolled out the last ray of evil spirit, and Xie Bi'an remembered the promise he made at the seaside that year.

"The heavy rain of the people in the world must be exchanged for the same great merits and virtues in the world."

Xie Bi'an has guarded the city for thousands of years, and he carries merits and virtues as great as the world.

And he ignited the divine fire with his life, solved the evil of impermanence, and saved the world again.

Countless benevolent silks poured into the sea of ​​flames, and the benevolent souls on Xie Bian's shoulders and chest kept shining.

The merits of the past life and the present life, as well as Hei Wuchang's good thoughts of crossing the world, merged together. Xie Bian sanctified his human body and became the third god in this world besides the Jieshi Mountain Lord and the Canghai Sea Lord.

His hair has faded due to the exhaustion of spiritual power, and it is sprinkled on the spotless white clothes, surrounded by good silk, and it is full of divine light.

The young Lord Shenjun walked from the divine fire with lowered brows and eyes.

The divine fire burned everything up, and that person's breath also disappeared.

By accident, he became an immortal god, and he couldn't even die with Fan Wujiu.

Xie Bian walked out of Wuwang City in despair. The fire had been burned out and gradually extinguished. He saw a devout worshiping crowd at the gate of the city.

"See God Lord."

Leading the ghosts on the left and right shouted, they all looked at Xie Bian with respect and piety, only the coward still cared for his brother in his eyes.

"It's business as usual, I'm Xie Bian."

Xie Bian is unwilling to admit his status as a god, as if as long as he is still Xie Bian who plays truant and makes trouble, Fan Wujiu can get off the coughing Santana and take him to eat hot pot.

Xie Bian walked from among the kneeling ghosts, walked out of Wuwang City, walked to the seaside of Huangquan, and looked at the Mimi tree that directly connected to the eighteenth floor of hell.

The two of them, one is an evil ghost who slaughtered the city, and the other is a benevolent man who prayed for rain, but they were arranged by the old gods to be companions underground for thousands of years.

In the end, one's soul was scattered, while the other became a fairy.

Xie Bi'an begged for rain for the people of the world, and Fan Wujiu caught sparks all over the sky for Xie Bi'an.

The leaves of the Mimi tree fall like rain, but the new branches grow new hopes, layer upon layer, continuously.

Xie Bian picked up a fallen leaf and threw it into the Yellow Spring Sea. Standing at the head of Naihe Bridge, he watched the water swirl around the fallen leaf.

So what about the god, he couldn't even find a piece of Fan Wujiu's soul, so he sent the old hooligan into the Mimi tree for a reincarnation.

The fallen leaves sank to the bottom of Huangquan, Fan Wujiu was really gone.

Not long after Xie Bian left, Zuo Zuo mustered up the courage to chase Xie Bian to the seaside of Huangquan.

"Thank you brother."

After thousands of years, the little beggar finally called it that way again.

"Master Fan left something with me."

……

With the copper coin sword stuck in his chest for an hour, Shang Xia was already pretending to be preparing for his funeral, and Fan Wujiu finally arrived.

The black-robed boy I met more than ten years ago has not changed his eyebrows, and he laughed when he saw the left and right: "How did you do it?"

Wiping off the blood on his arms left and right, he smiled wryly: "No problem."

With Fan Wujiu's supernatural powers, he naturally understood what happened here, and he still asked without giving up: "I'll give you a chance to take revenge, shall I go?"

As long as the left and right are willing, he can leave this room at any time and kill all the hypocritical people in the yard, including Shang Xia.

"Forget it," shaking his head left and right, "I've become a ghost, why do you care about this?"

Fan Wujiu didn't continue to say anything else, he took his left and right and went underground.

"Do you remember what you promised me more than ten years ago?"

When approaching Wuwang City, Fan Wujiu asked.

Left and Right replied: "Remember, you taught me how to do business with ghosts to support my younger brother. After I die, I will become a ghost. I want to follow you into Wuwang City to accompany Little Brother Xie."

Left and right are clever and lively, Xie Bi'an smiles when he sees him, Fan Wujiu wants to get him over and stay by Xie Bi'an's side.

Under that starry night, the little beggar and the ghost king of the underworld made such an agreement, and then they reunited in the underground world more than ten years later.

"If you regret it, let's turn around and I'll send you to reincarnation."

"No regrets!"

With no complaints or regrets left and right, they walked to the gate of Wuwang City silently all the way, and stopped together with Fan Wujiu.

"I'm going to tie you up and see if your little brother Xie can remember anything." Fan Wujiu joked, and actually greeted the Binding Lock on his left and right hands.

Left and right also do not hide, let him move.

After Fan Wujiu finished his nonsense, he suddenly remembered something, stretched out his hand to his chest, and pulled something with his fingertips.

After a while, he handed a black feather-like thing to the left and right.

"Wuwang City is not a good place. You came to accompany him and wronged you. This is a piece of my remnant soul. If you bring it with you, no one in Wuwang City will dare to bully you except the ghost king."

The left and right were flattered to watch Fan Wujiu slap the black soul fragments on his chest, and the fragments merged into his body and soon merged with his soul.

Fan Wujiu patted him: "I also have selfish intentions. If you bring my soul by his side, I will feel more at ease when I walk in the world."

"It's like I'm with him."

Fan Wujiu walked into Wuwang City muttering to himself, but in the end he took over the "unnecessary" starlight from the city lord.

……

"Master Fan's soul fragments have coexisted in my body for thousands of years. The ghostly old Tao gave me a puppet, and he said that he could use this as a guide..."

Xie Bi'an's eyes lit up before he finished speaking.

Take out the soul, nourish it whole, and put it into reincarnation.

Looking at the hope in Lord Shenjun's eyes, the words in the left and right's hearts were buried deeper.

The process of obtaining the soul is extremely dangerous, his soul has long been fused with Fan Wujiu's fragments, and if he is not careful, his soul will fly away.

But the money-grubbing ghost is willing.

"You don't have to worry." Xie Bian seemed to be able to read what was going on in his mind, and spoke out his words of relief.

He is a god now, how could he watch another person who had been with him die before his eyes?

So he watched from left to right, Lord Shenjun stretched out his jade white hand, and took out the black feather-shaped remnant soul like a bag.

The puppet had already been prepared, and the remnant soul came out of the body, and attached the puppet.

Xie Bian was holding the puppet in one hand, while the other hand hidden in the sleeve was placed on the left and right shoulders to stabilize the soul of the greedy ghost.

Zhao Meng also rushed over, supporting the left and right who were in extreme pain, with anxious faces, for Fan Wujiu, and for the left and right.

Finally, the left and right expressions calmed down.

Xie Bian let out a long sigh of relief, and then timidly and hopefully held the puppet with the remnant soul towards Ya Yashu.

The spiritual power that Fan Wujiu bestowed on him in the past was returned to the puppet by the young Lord Shenjun, and his remnant soul gradually recovered. Xie Bian finally kissed the puppet lightly and put it into reincarnation.

……

When impermanence dies, all ghosts cry together.

The ghost king sanctified himself, and there was a heavy rain between heaven and earth.

On the 11th day, the rain stopped, and a new green leaf appeared on the Mimi tree.

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The author has something to say:

Suicune is a selfish god who only loves tigers, houses and crows, and protects the world along the way.

Behind is Lao Fan chasing his wife hhhh

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