"Small lights--"

"Deng Deng, why did you go like that?"

Inside the cave.

Several figures gathered around the bench, staring at the small little lamp with white hair on the small bed on the bench.

Xiao Deng aged rapidly within half a year, and it was like there was a small black hole in her body, swallowing up her originally high-spirited vitality silently.

So far, nothing has worked.

The bluebird landed next to the small window, holding the palm-sized thin quilt in its beak, and tucked the corners of the quilt over the small lamp.

Lin Suqing was already very considerate and brought the brazier and yellow paper. Since she hadn't done this for a long time, she nervously picked up the notes she took when she first learned Taoism and kept reading there:

"The sky is endless, the earth is vast, and there are many heroes and souls. Today we have a heavy heart..."

Wu Wan stared at the small lamp quietly, feeling many thoughts in his heart.

Flowers are picked up in the morning and evening, and all living things are silent.

The life span of mortals is naturally far inferior to that of immortals, but immortals also have their own limitations.

With his hands behind his back, Wu Wan thought about the Lin family's rebellion now, and suddenly thought, what if Lin Nuhao had exhausted all his agencies?

Even if Lin Qi is forcibly promoted to the high position of the Human Emperor, after so many years, it will not all be like the long stretches of yellow sand in the desert of time.

'Brother Sleep God is right.'

"The question came up."

Dongfang Mumu curled up the corner of her mouth and murmured in a low voice: "Is there no way to save her? Why does she only have a few years to live? Isn't this too unfair to her?"

"Life spans, I don't know the details."

Wu Wang said seriously:

"This is the life span of living beings ordained by the Great Master, and it is also part of the order of heaven and earth.

If it were really easy to modify, how could Da Siming be so prosperous now?"

“Can’t we all make dead trees bloom?”

Mu Daxian's big round eyes were full of expectation and he whispered:

"I know it's not good to be so forceful, but I only have two friends, Xiao Deng and Su Qing, ah, there's also Blue Bird, and Big Ears, of course you are included, as well as Master and the others, and that little god with the big crab...

…

But the person who asked the question, can you let Xiaodeng live a few more years?"

"well."

Wu Wan smiled and sighed, slowly squatting down and staring at the little man in front of him.

He raised his sword fingers together and lit it at the small lamp. Wisps of fresh air entered the small lamp's body, but the fresh air soon overflowed from the small lamp's nostrils and could not stay.

When the oil is gone and the lamp dries up, the withered wood will be ready for spring.

Wu Wang was the forcibly canonized God of Fengchun, and he was very clear about the restrictions on this divine position.

It cannot be used on living creatures, otherwise it will suffer backlash from the gods.

This backlash is quite serious.

Wu Wan thought about it carefully and found that not only his weak divine power would be banned for some time, but also his own merits would be deducted, and he would also be warned by the Heavenly Palace. In serious cases, heavenly punishment would come as a punishment...

"Um?"

Wu Wan suddenly came back to his senses.

He is not the God of the Heavenly Palace, so he is still afraid of this?

If a twilight human race is in front of him, he may need to expend a lot of divine power.

But how much does this little guy in front of me weigh?

"Everyone, please step aside."

Wu Wan suddenly spoke and simply sat cross-legged on the ground.

Ling Xiaolan, Le Yao, and Ji Mo were watching from behind. The Great Elder, Yang Wudi and others were also curious to explore this place with their immortal senses.

I saw the sect leader mumbling words and making a seal with his hands, which added several layers of protection to himself.

Wu Wan's eyes suddenly opened, and the light in his eyes flickered, which frightened the 'old' Xiao Deng so much that he almost couldn't breathe...

Stretching his right hand forward, Wu Wan said slowly:

"The four seasons pass, cold winter meets spring, all things revive, and spiritual thoughts begin to stir."

Waves of light green divine light gushed out from his palm, and the divine light enveloped the small lamp, actually 'pulling' her small figure up from the round stool and suspending it in the air.

Xiao Deng's gray and withered hair was quickly turning black, and her wrinkled face gradually became rosy and smooth.

Everyone around them kept praising in low voices. Dongfang Mumu opened her little mouth as if she wanted to swallow the blue bird next to her.

A few moments.

Wu Wan retracted his palm, and two colorful thin wings floated out from behind the little man suspended on the round stool, instigating it rapidly.

"Thank you, Lord Kami."

"Small lights!"

Mu Daxian cheered and rushed forward, and kept shouting, "Here's the question", making Wu Wan smile again and again.

Rumble——

Suddenly I heard thunder outside the door.

Wu Wang frowned slightly and said to Ming She: "Go and scatter the thunder clouds."

Ming She received the order in a low voice and disappeared in a flash.

The next moment, there was a thunderbolt in the sky, the dark clouds scattered in the sky, and the cold snort of the snoring snake spread thousands of miles.

A cloud of gray energy appeared inexplicably around Wu Wan.

Just as the gray energy was about to penetrate into his body, the necklace on his chest shimmered slightly, and the gray energy turned into a circle of dust and scattered at Wu Wang's feet.

Heavenly punishment?

That's it?

Wu Wan said in his heart that his mother was mighty, then raised his hand to pick up the dust, held it on his fingertips and understood it carefully.

"Master," the figure of Ming She appeared at the side, lowered his head and said, "The passage connecting the thunder pool to this place has been closed, and the divine power of heaven's punishment is very weak."

"Well, after all, I just saved Xiaodeng."

Wu Huan nodded calmly, and the wisp of dust on his fingertips emitted weak fluctuations, which made Wu Huan very interested.

The great elder asked: "Sect Master, what is this?"

"The heavenly punishment imposed by the Avenue of Order," Wu Wan said slowly, "is the punishment for abusing the power of the god, but I stopped him."

Everyone immediately...

Although I don't understand what happened, I always feel that it is very powerful.

Wu Wan suddenly said: "You guys chat for now, I'm going to retreat for a while. If you have any emergency, call me."

Ling Xiaolan asked: "The Lin family, don't we make some gestures?"

"Fairy thinks people's hearts are a little too simple after all."

Wu smiled and said:

"It is best for us to do nothing now. If we do too much, we will make many mistakes, and it is easy to teach others.

There are a lot of masters in the human domain, but we don’t have the ability to turn things around, so we don’t need to worry too much.”

Everyone looked thoughtful and nodded in agreement.

Wu Wan took all the dust into his hands, took out a cloth bag, and packed it carefully.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! He glanced at the little lamp again, and suddenly said: "Senior, do you want to come over and think about it together? Senior seems to have surging divine power in his body."

"Chirp!"

The blue bird agreed and circled around Wu Huan, but it did not dare to land on Wu Huan's shoulder.

Find an inner cave and seal it with a barrier.

Wu Wang didn't say anything more, divided the dust into half, placed it in front of the blue bird, and then began to meditate with his eyes closed.

My mind returns to the Divine Mansion, my mind returns to the Avenue of Stars, and is faintly connected to the body of the Star God.

Gradually, the dust in front of him began to emit more complex fluctuations;

This fluctuation seems to have condensed into threads, and the threads interweave into grids, and these grids are attached to the sky and the earth.

Avenue of Order;
To be continued...