Unfortunately, it had been a thousand years and things had changed. Even if there were mountains and forests, there were no longer trees.
Even the wasteland that Mars had burned down back then was now covered in grass.
"Phew ~"
Looking at the lush grassland, Ying Huo let out a long sigh and said, "I'm finally relieved!"
Looking at Ying Huo's relieved expression, Li Nianxiao smiled and said, "People are wrong, but it's fine as long as they correct themselves."
"Hmph ~"
Ying Huo glared at Li Nianxiao and said, "Is that how you talk to your aunt?"
Li Nianxiao stepped back awkwardly.
"Excuse me ~"
As they were talking, a young man in brocade clothes walked out from behind a rock. He looked at Xiao Hua and the others and bowed respectfully, "Are you the descendant of Senior Ying Huo?"
"What?"
Ying Huo was stunned and said, "I … I'm Ying Huo? Where did this descendant come from? "
With that, Ying Huo naturally glanced at Li Nianxiao.
It seemed like a casual look, but in Li Nianxiao's eyes, it was like a clap of thunder. With a buzzing sound, he was stunned.
"Why … why is she looking at me?"
"Why would she look at me when I mentioned descendant?"
"Huh?"
The young man in brocade clothes looked at Ying Huo in surprise. After a while, he murmured, "That's … that's right. The portrait left by our ancestor is like this. But … but it's been a thousand years and you … you haven't changed at all?"
"What do you mean?"
Ying Huo looked at the young man in confusion.
"It's like this ~"
The young man in brocade clothes took out a yellowed piece of paper and said respectfully, "This was left by my ancestor. He said that he wanted to return the copper coin to you at the Grace Grassland. I, no, including my ancestors from several generations ago, have come to find you, but I've never met you."
"No … no way?"
Ying Huo was also excited. She looked at the young man in brocade clothes in disbelief and said, "It's been a thousand years, and it's just a copper coin …"
"Senior, you're wrong!"
The young man in brocade clothes smiled and said, "A copper coin may be small, but you did save my ancestor's life. Even after a thousand years, my family will never forget it!"
With that, the young man in brocade clothes asked, "Senior, can I take a look at the IOU from back then?"
"Of course," the youth in embroidered clothes added. "It's fine if he doesn't. After all, it's impossible for him to know about this unless he's a senior."
"Yes, yes ~"
Ying Huo took out the IOU and handed it to the brocade-robed young man. The brocade-robed young man looked at it and said, "You are indeed my senior. That's right."
The youth then took out a copper coin and said: "Of the 123 benefactors who saved my ancestor, my clan has found and returned the coins. Senior is the last one, so after returning this coin, I can finally breathe a sigh of relief!"
Ying Huo did not expect such an ending. She took the copper coins solemnly and said, "Okay!"
Then, she looked at the promissory note in the youth's hand and probed, "This promissory note … can I keep it?"
"Senior, what do you mean?"
The brocade-robed youth was somewhat puzzled.
"I want to make a souvenir ~"
Ying Huo explained, "This … This is the first good thing I've done in my life!"
"No problem!"
The young man in brocade clothes thought for a while and then handed the two IOUs to Ying Huo, saying, "Senior, please keep them!"
"I only want this one ~"
Ying Huo picked up the one she gave him and said, "Keep this one for yourself!"
"I … keep it for myself??"
The youth in brocade clothes was surprised.
At this time, Li Nianxiao reached out and took the other one and said, "I want this one!"
Seeing Li Nianxiao take the IOU, Ying Huo scolded, "What do you mean?"
Just as Li Nianxiao was about to speak, Xiao Hua, who had been quietly watching from the side, suddenly reached out and grabbed the wrist of the brocade-robed youth. He smiled and said, "I have calculated for a thousand years, but I never thought that you would not turn into a pen when you came to this world, but reincarnate as a human. How interesting."
"What … what do you mean??"
The youth in brocade clothes looked at Xiao Hua in surprise. He did not know what Xiao Hua was talking about.
"Ah??"
Ying Huo and Li Nianxiao exclaimed. They immediately retreated and surrounded the youth in brocade clothes and shouted, "He is the Heaven Stealing Creation Brush??"
"That's right!"
There was a faint green light on Xiao Hua's finger. The youth in brocade clothes melted like water and gradually revealed the true form of the Heaven Stealing Creation Brush. Xiao Hua's eyes were like lightning. He said calmly, "He is the reincarnation of the Heaven Stealing Creation Brush. No wonder I couldn't find it. It has such a power of creation!"
"However, you are too smart for your own good. You are walking right into my trap!"
The youth in brocade clothes tried to struggle, but he could not break free.
"Crackle!"
The youth in brocade clothes exploded and turned into colorful clouds. The true form of the Heaven Stealing Creation Brush was revealed.
However, the youth in brocade clothes' arrogant voice came from the Heaven Stealing Creation Brush. "Do you think I am too smart for my own good? Little do you know that you have fallen into my trap! "
"What do you mean?"
Even Xiao Hua did not understand.
However, it was also at this moment that the tip of the Heaven Seizing Fortune Brush suddenly produced a little ink stain. This ink stain lightly landed on Xiao Hua's wrist that was holding the Heaven Seizing Fortune Brush!
"Buzz ~"
When the ink landed, there was a strange vibration in the surroundings. Cracks spread everywhere along with the sound!
"Damn it!"
"This is the sonorous voice of the Great Dao!"
Xiao Hua exclaimed. Under the sonorous voice of the Great Dao, the ink finally landed on Xiao Hua's wrist!
Although Xiao Hua was a Mind Divine Confucian Statue, he was self-contained. In fact, he was not afraid of being contaminated by mortal spirits. However, the Heaven Stealing Creation Brush was full of killing intent. It used the sonorous voice of the Great Dao to break through Xiao Hua's defense.
And at the place where the ink fell, five colors immediately appeared, rapidly spreading towards the surface of Xiao Hua's body.
"Xiao Wenheng ~"
Ying Huo exclaimed, "You … You have been contaminated by mortal spirits!"
"Ga ga ~"
The Heaven Stealing Creation Brush looked at the thin fog on Xiao Hua's hand. There were even spirits inside. It laughed wildly. "You want to catch me? Dream on! "
As it laughed, the Heaven Stealing Creation Brush looked around.
"Not good!"
Li Nianxiao panicked. Without thinking, he rushed in front of Ying Huo and blocked her. "Don't move!"
"I ~ ~"
Ying Huo, who was a little unruly and a little willful, wanted to scold Li Nianxiao when he stood in front of her. However, when the words were about to come out of her mouth, she was suddenly touched and swallowed them back down.
Looking at Li Nianxiao's back, which was like a wall, there was a rare tenderness in her eyes.
"Damn it!"
Xiao Hua did not care about the tenderness between Li Nianxiao and Ying Huo. He was slightly angered. Lightning appeared between his fingers and he tapped on the Heaven Stealing Creation Brush.
"Crack!" Within the Heaven Stealing Creation Brush, the Great Dao's Grand Heavenly Cycle was shattered.
However, just as Xiao Hua used his divine ability, the heaven and earth that was destroyed by the Heaven Stealing Creation Brush collapsed with a "buzz".
Today's story ends here. I hope that everyone can learn something from the story of the mortal spirits.
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