The old monk watched "Yan Mo" constantly spit out the black souls in the secret room, and they disappeared one by one into the ceiling above their heads.

The color of "Yan Mo" itself gradually dimmed, and the original black like a bottomless abyss gradually changed to gray.

Only the sarcastic smile still solidified on the face of "Yan Mo" without facial features, and even the smiley face seemed to be outlined casually.

The old monk was still floating in the air, bowing his head to recite the scriptures without joy or sorrow, as if he had no concern about the changes in "Yan Mo".

The only thing that still has meaning in his life is to guard the glazed body of "Yan Mo". This is his sin and his responsibility.

For this reason, he was willing to hide it from the residents of the whole city and wait for them to become victims.

Although the true body of "Yan Mo" will disappear with the passage of the wronged soul and will appear as the wronged soul condenses again, he is still guarding the dead object.

Only when it completely disappears will the old monk lift his oath, return across the sea, and pursue the traces of "Yan Mo" and seal the other party again.

However, the speed of "Yan Mo" disappearing seemed to be less than he imagined. After half an hour, he still failed to restore the original color of the glass body.

The old monk spread his perception, and there was indeed a gap in the city wall, and the seal was indeed damaged.

Has anyone blocked that gap?

The old monk looked at "Yan Mo" in surprise. It's impossible. There are millions of unjust souls, but they can only be dispersed but not blocked.

The legendary monk who had experienced the Tang and Song dynasties was full of doubts. He had experienced many incidents of "Yan Mo" unblocking in the past few hundred years, but none of them were as slow as this time.

He looked at the smiling face of "Yan Mo", and felt that the sarcastic smile seemed to be embarrassed, and it really turned into a funny face.

Looking back on the attitude of the two foreign monks towards "Yan Mo", hasn't seen each other for decades, and many talented people and strangers emerged in the Central Plains, and no longer worry about the "Yan Mo" rebellion?

"I can guarantee that there will be a fleet coming from the local area." Yang Yuefan became serious and very imposing, because he knew what kind of country was standing behind him: "You can consider whether to stay here or prepare to return to China now."

"What I want to make is that this time, we will definitely vigorously develop the Far South Continent, and will not stop trying it as lightly as last time." Yang Yuefan filled in a cup of tea on his own, because Mrs. Li Xuanbai had already fallen into deep thought: "If you continue to stay in Far South, you still have the final say in Wangxiangcheng, and you are still the city lord."

"If you live a life of fear and fear here and just want to return to your hometown to live, it will be as you wish." Yang Yuefan's tone changed: "It's just that the local area has changed a lot, which may be very different from what you remember, and it is difficult to continue to maintain your aristocratic status."

"Our Li family has been loyal and kind for generations. Whether or not we return to our hometown, we are descendants of the generals. It's not a problem for you, Lord Yang." Li Xuanbai chuckled: "I believe that the official family will not treat our Li family badly."

The black-armored man standing two meters behind Yang Yuefan couldn't help but smiled contemptuously. Li Xuanbai didn't see this smile, but Li Huamei saw it very clearly.

Her attention has always been on Nangong Yujun. For a warrior, that armor beyond the times is like a night pearl in the dark, which is so eye-catching!

"Sorry, what you said now is not the only thing that you say is." Yang Yuefan shook the teacup in his hand: "But seeing that your orphans and widows have worked hard in Wangxiangcheng for so many years, there should be huge subsidies, which is enough for you to live a life of food and clothing."

"What!" Li Xuanbai accidentally knocked over his teacup. Li Huamei had never seen his mother lose her composure: "Is it possible that my Song Dynasty has died?"

Nangong Yujun endured for a long time, but still let out a tractor-like laugh, which made Li Huamei look at him dissatisfiedly.

She didn't have much affection for the Song Empire, but this black man couldn't tolerate his disrespect to her mother!

"If I can't beat you, I must hit you with my eyes covered!" Li Huamei clenched her fists and said to herself in a low voice: "Don't be angry, don't be angry, you can't beat, you can't beat..."

"You misunderstood. The Song Empire is still there. Emperor Shengwen, Rende, Xianfei, and his old man lived a leisurely life, but the political system has changed a little." Yang Yuefan casually said Zhao Ji's posthumous title, which caused another round of laughter from Nangong Yujun.

"You can understand it as the emperor has returned power to the people. Now the people are managing themselves. The government departments are carrying out reforms in the civil service system. The so-called aristocratic families either cooperate or..." Yang Yuefan did not finish his words, but the blank space was enough for Mrs. Li to understand what he meant.

Compared with his disrespect to the official family in his words, he is no longer a big deal. Li Xuanbai, who was taught by his father since childhood, could still hear the title of Emperor Shengwen, benevolence, virtue and filial piety.

Even the official jokes can be so unscrupulous. Could it be that something earth-shaking changes have really happened to the hometown?

Mrs. Li has experienced many strong storms over the years. Although she was a little surprised at the beginning, she quickly calmed down. If the changes that this young man really happened there, it would be a good thing for her.

In order to lead these nearly 10,000 leaders to survive, and even live a better life, Li Xuanbai has been considered unruly over the years.

For example, if you cooperate with the Western alchemists in the New World in exchange for magic weapons that can suppress the power of shadows, if you really have local audits, the Maritime Department, the Ministry of Rites, and the Privy Council will definitely cause trouble for her.

"Since that's the case, I'd better wait for the fleet you mentioned to come and think about it." Li Xuanbai still felt a little unbelievable in his heart. She wanted to see if the fleet from the local area existed.

Secretly, Mrs. Li also planned to send someone to communicate with the sailor captains about the local situation and finally determine whether the other party had concealed anything.

The fleet that Mrs. Li was looking forward to was already halfway through.

This fleet has broken through the most severely polluted sea area of ​​chaotic creatures and repelled the patrol fleet of two magical forces, which has gone through the most difficult journey.

No one complained about suffering or fatigue. These carefully selected natives, whether they are the mortal navy or the extraordinary, are fanatical admirers of the new government.
Chapter completed!