Just then.

Swish.

On the roof of the building opposite, Wei He's figure suddenly appeared there.

Cai Menghuan was stunned and looked at Wei He carefully, but was shocked to find that the other man's face did not change at all.

And judging from the speed just now... Wei He's cultivation...

A glimmer of hope suddenly flashed in Cai Menghuan's eyes.

Soon, his eyes met those of Wei He.

But then, he seemed to have thought of something. The light in his eyes slowly dimmed.

Wei He lightly jumped down and stood in front of him.

The two of them were standing in a corner, flanked by rows of memorial tablets being held in memorial ceremony.

"You..." Wei He looked at Cai Menghuan.

"I'm going to relax." Cai Menghuan smiled.

"When we left, the sect leader asked me if I wanted to leave together. I refused." He gently held the hands of the two women next to him.

If you go in, you will have to abandon the sisters who are in danger outside.

"Are you okay?" Wei He paused and asked.

"It's okay. I'm a genius." Cai Meng said with a smile, "I'm not very old, and I can live for a long time after practicing martial arts." Of course this is a lie. He is already a real person, and his body structure has changed.

Nowadays, if you don't do your best, you will be dead soon.

Wei He fell silent.

"Besides, please go back and take a look." The smile on Cai Menghuan's face faded.

Wei He paused and his figure suddenly disappeared.

At his current speed, he returned to the location of Wei Mansion in just a few breaths.

The plaque of the Wei Mansion at this time was also hung with white silk. Inside the open door, some faint cries could be heard.

Wei He paused and walked forward step by step through the door.

The son, Wei An, and his wife were kneeling at the side of the lobby with a young child in their hands.

Wan Qingqing knelt on the other side with a sad face, quietly burning the paper money in the brazier.

There are also the second sister Wei Ying and the eldest sister Wei Chun. They are both of ordinary strength and are not affected much. They are just dispersing their skills.

In addition, some of the masters of the Wan Du Sect and the old servants of the Wei Mansion were kneeling in the back row.

"Master!?!" Suddenly a maid looked up and saw Wei He walking in the door, and exclaimed.

"The master is back!"

In the commotion, everyone was surprised and stood up to greet Wei He.

Wei He did not answer, but looked up and saw behind the memorial tablets in the lobby. One of the portraits was his mother-in-law Wan Ling.

"Husband!" Wan Qingqing walked forward in a few steps. Except that her face looked a little older, she didn't change much.

The virtual mist dissipated all her strength, and she lost the martial arts strength that nourished her beauty. It is normal for such changes to occur.

"Thank you for your hard work... Qingqing." Wei He gently took Wan Qingqing into his arms.

During these days when he was away, Wan Qingqing managed everything in and out of the house.

"Husband, you...?" Wan Qingqing leaned in Wei He's arms, looked up at Wei He's young face that had not changed at all, and felt confused in her heart.

"We'll talk about these things later. Now, I'm back." Wei He said solemnly.

"This time... can you stay a little longer?" Wan Qingqing carefully grasped his hand.

Wei He's heart trembled, and he reached back to hold her hand tightly.

"I won't leave this time."

The world has changed drastically, and he has decided to move the entire Xuanmiao Sect to the Dayue Royal Mausoleum and find a way to get in touch with the master and others in the mausoleum.

No matter how troublesome the mist is, people can stand out from nature and become the overlord of the biological chain, never because they follow the crowd and accept the reality of fate.

As long as you explore, study, explore, and experiment, one day you will come up with a way to survive in the mist.

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The first month of the 22nd year of Da Yue.

The mist filled the air, waves swept across the land, and the real beasts everywhere were killed and injured.

The Big Moon Empire, which was severely lacking in upper-level restraint, finally collapsed after struggling to support itself for several months.

Rebels everywhere rebelled, the nine major military headquarters were divided into civil strife, and war broke out everywhere.

In March of the same year, the rebels broke into the royal city, burned, killed, looted and then set fire to the palace.

At the end of Dayue, part of the royal family died in battle, and some fled and disappeared.

The burning of the imperial city announced the final afterglow of the Great Moon Empire and its complete destruction.

In June, Yuanxi Jujun revolted.

In August, the United States of Seracla split and fell into civil strife. The remaining maritime Chu states that were supposed to take advantage of the situation also began to rebuild domestic order due to the sudden outbreak of the Xuwu natural disaster.

The Master Alliance has disintegrated, biological weapons have degraded, sacred weapons have malfunctioned, and many weapon systems have failed. Only gunpowder firearms with the most primitive structure can still retain their effects.

People who had been suppressed by martial arts began to rise up one after another, and the flames of uprising spread all over the world.

In October, everything inside and around Dayue was plunged into turmoil and war.

Unlike the turmoil outside, Wei He led the remaining members of the Xuanmiao Sect to relocate and took Princess Hanquan to build a manor near the Dayue Royal Family's mausoleum.

Making the same choice as them, there were other relatives of the masters who hid in the tomb.

A large number of relatives gathered together, and over time, they reclaimed wasteland and attracted traders, who in turn attracted more civilians to migrate.

Under such a cycle, this place gradually evolved into an unknown border town.

Wei He also followed his promise and stayed with his wife, children, parents and sisters. He married Han Quan and lived together in a border town.

He has been waiting.

Waiting for the people in the mausoleum to go out and hand over resources and goods to the outside world.

When the external zhenqi dissipated, Wei He quickly broke through to the seventh step of Quanzhen, and his cultivation completely stagnated.

Without more foreign energy, even if he has the Realm Breaking Pearl, he cannot become stronger out of thin air.

After taking all the important people with him, Wei He no longer traveled around, but stayed in the town and lived quietly with his relatives.

What made him helpless was that his appearance, which had remained unchanged due to his cultivation, was in stark contrast to the aging faces of the people around him.

Time passes year by year.

Soon, his parents Wei Tang and Li Cui passed away, but there was no news from the mausoleum.

After Wei He peacefully buried his parents, he continued to live a secluded life without fighting against the world.

He usually prepares medicines and makes a living by selling medicinal powders and elixirs. In his spare time, he goes to the royal mausoleum and waits to meditate in front of the huge Tai Chi diagram.

Or go with Wan Qingqing to relax, play and relax.

Without Qi, the whole world seems to have become ordinary.

There are no monsters, no exotic beasts, and no real beasts.

Everything is extremely peaceful.

To people who don't use excessive force, the tigers and black bears that occasionally appear in the mountains are ferocious beasts that can hurt people and kill people.

Wei He doesn't need to settle down now.

Just the huge amount of real energy accumulated in his body, the power of the Three Hearts Bloodline, and the huge basic Yuan Blood are enough to give him a lifespan of at least four hundred years.

But the rest are different.

Wei He tried the method of asking Wan Qingqing and others to imitate his own path and get out of the God of Gravity.

Unfortunately it was of no use.

The God of Gravitation itself requires cultivation to reach the true state before it can be cultivated.

Without true energy to nourish the acupoints, there is no way to nourish the gods and goddesses.

Then Wei He took the next best thing and continued to look for ways to extend his life.

Unfortunately... before he could develop a new practice method, Wan Qingqing passed away due to the recurrence of an old injury from his youth and an external disease.

Without the protective power to nourish and suppress injuries, Wan Qingqing is just a mortal after all, unable to survive birth, old age, illness and death.
To be continued...