Gu Shuo woke up from his realization and looked inside at the nineteen rays of charm. The nineteen rays of charm were different from before. Each strand had a different improvement. In the past few years after leaving the body, they have all been tempered by the way of heaven.
When returning, the best ones have completed half of the tempering, and the worst ones have about one-tenth of the tempering. But now these charms are in the dormant stage, because the way of heaven is thin. Gu Shuo believes that if he can
When the day comes when heaven returns its blessings, these dormant charms will definitely bring about earth-shaking changes.
Um?
With a thought in his mind, Gu Shuo entered the Qiankun Cauldron and saw Xiao Bing waking up. He glanced at Xiao Bing and his face showed joy. It seemed that just by relying on the dragon-shaped grass, he forcibly destroyed Xiao Bing's body.
His cultivation had reached the middle stage of becoming a god. With a thought, he brought Xiaobing, the three-legged poisonous toad and the centipede out of the Qiankun Cauldron.
As soon as Xiaobing came out, his expression changed.
"Boss, why is this spiritual energy so thin?"
"Catastrophe!" Gu Shuo told Xiao Bing what had happened, and then asked: "I don't understand divine beasts of your bloodline. If your spiritual energy is exhausted, can you still release your magical powers?"
"My spiritual energy has been exhausted, and I still let it go." Xiao Bing looked like a girl at this time, looking up at Gu Shuo: "But I should also be very powerful, just because I can fly and my speed
, and my power is invincible in this world. I am afraid that by then, you will not be my opponent."
Gu Shuo nodded and did not refute. Because by that time, Xiaobing can fly, but he cannot fly, so he may not be able to beat Xiaobing.
"Where are you two?" Gu Shuo looked at the three-legged poisonous toad and centipede.
"Same as Senior Bing, but the two of us can put poison."
Gu Shuo looked up at the deep blue sky and sighed softly: "I really don't know how long this catastrophe will last."
Xiaobing grabbed Gu Shuo's sleeve: "It won't be longer than our lifespan, right?"
Gu Shuo shook his head: "I don't know, the key is that there is no spiritual energy. When our reserves of spiritual stones, elixirs and other such things are used up, if we want to maintain body functions, we can only eat whole grains. At that time, grains
Miscellaneous grains are real whole grains, without any aura, but with impurities that are not suitable for monks like us. Our physical toughness will definitely decrease accordingly.
The direct result of the decline in cultivation and body is that lifespan will also be reduced. Therefore, if this catastrophe is really long, we may not be able to wait until the day when the spiritual energy is restored."
"How depressing!" Xiaobing said with a smile on his face, "Isn't this waiting to die?"
Gu Shuo touched Xiao Bing's head: "In a certain aspect, it is true. However, no matter how long this catastrophe lasts, maybe I have no hope, but as long as the human race is immortal, the human race will have hope. I will always
Leave some more fire seeds for the human race, so that more people can survive the catastrophe, so that the human race can continue to survive the catastrophe."
The north wind began to howl, and Tianxuan entered winter.
On the rivers in the Northland, large ships plow through the waves. They are ships that transport food to various places. Although the Northland has not yet received the first snow, mortals still die of hunger and cold every day.
The fleet transporting grain traveled on the river, and the river spread like a giant dragon. On both sides of the river, the grass had turned yellow, and the rows of big trees had only bare branches. In the distance, the green mountains undulated like dragons.
Xiang Yuan stood on the deck, stretched out his palm, and a snowflake fell on the palm of his hand.
Cold!
Gradually melt!
Xiang Yuan looked up and saw that in the sky, on the vast river, goose-feather-like snow was falling from the sky, and the earth was being frozen.
Xiang Yuan's expression became solemn, and after a long time, it turned into a heavy sigh.
In the winter of the first year of the catastrophe, heavy snow fell across Tianxuan's north, east, west and central plains. Even a small part of the south was covered in heavy snow.
However, there is still no snow in most areas in the south, but the climate is also much colder. It is a kind of damp and cold, lingering and bone-deep.
In a village in the south, there is no farm work after winter. For such a village where mortals gather, such weather is not a big deal in the past, just stay at home. But this year, because of the rapid depletion of spiritual energy, it is really
With the depletion of spiritual energy, there is now no trace of spiritual energy in Tianxuan. This contraction of the ultimate spiritual energy is somewhat unexpected to the Tianmeng. All the monks can no longer release the lowest level of Taoism. And because of this extremely short period of time
, the spiritual energy was completely exhausted, and the crops that were accustomed to being nourished by the spiritual energy in the past completely failed.
Although the Tianmeng was reminded by Gu Shuo at the beginning and issued an order to each sect and family, before the spiritual energy was exhausted, the monks were required to use the divine channel method to ripen the crops. However, neither the east, west, south, and central parts had reached the level of Beidi.
The power was concentrated in the hands of one person like Gu Shuo. It was not as thunderous and even a little cruel as Gu Shuo.
What's more, other territories are not as dominated by one family as Gu Shuo is in the North, and there are a lot of wrangling things happening. Therefore, there are not many sect leaders and families who obey the orders of the Tianmeng. Even if they do, they mostly do so perfunctorily and achieve results.
The effect is not good. Even if the effect is achieved, there are very few that really benefit ordinary people like Beidi.
Therefore, in a village like this where people are all mortals, people have begun to die from hunger and cold. Even those who have not died cannot even get half a meal.
In such a state, it is even colder to stay in the house. So at noon, people of all ages, men, women, and children come out of the house and huddle against the sunny wall, basking in the sun feebly.
Several gentlemen gathered on the sunny side of the village entrance, squatting there, leaning against the wall, clasping their hands and talking feebly.
A man looked at the big tree not far away and sighed: "Oh, all the bark has been eaten. I have to get something to eat. I'm starving to death."
"I can't poop these days."
"Without food, it would be weird if you can pull it out by eating bark and leaves."
"When will it be over?"
Several men looked at a young man who was squatting there, not speaking, and his eyes were dull. Finally one of the men spoke:
"nameless!"
The man didn't even raise his eyelids, and said numbly: "Huh?"
This young man was none other than the amnesiac Fifth Sword Mark, the peerless genius of the Shaoyang Sect. On his handsome face, his eyes were as numb as a pool of stagnant water.
But the men around him didn't dare to underestimate him. This dull young man was usually taciturn, which even made them feel a little stupid. But in fact, they all knew that he was very good at fighting. As for how high his ability was, anyway, the whole village
No one is his opponent. His origin is unknown, and everyone in the village speculates that he may have encountered some enemies and fled here to escape.
No one knew his name, and he himself couldn't remember his own name, so everyone called him Wu Ming. When the man responded to the fifth sword mark, he looked at him expectantly and said:
"Wu Ming, let's go into the mountains and hunt some wild animals? If this continues, everyone in our village will starve to death."
When Fifth Jianhen heard the beast, his Adam's apple squirmed. He raised his head and glanced at the mountains in the distance, and then looked at the men:
"You can fight wild beasts? Are you going to give them food?"
"Oh..." The men all laughed awkwardly: "Isn't it because of you..."
Suddenly, these men looked up towards the intersection at the entrance of the village and saw a group of people walking towards them. The men stood up in horror and looked around, seeing that there were people surrounding the village.
When they came over, their village was surrounded. The men's Adam's apples were crawling, and there was fear in their eyes.
"They...they..."
A fearful thought arose in their hearts. These people were here to rob. There was no food in their village, but they were afraid that these people would eat them. They had heard a lot of such rumors these days.
Everyone trembled, except for the fifth sword mark who still squatted there numbly.
One of the leading men who rushed over shouted loudly: "Listen to me, I am Fang Heng. In this catastrophe of heaven and earth, if you want to revitalize the devil, anyone who joins us will have something to eat.
The reason why Tianxuan has such a catastrophe is that the so-called noble sects have violated the way of heaven. This is the punishment of heaven for them. Only by promoting the devil's way and following the devil's way can you survive.
This Tianxuan, this Tianxuan should belong to our demonic way! It is the world dominated by our demonic way, hahaha..."
"Devil, they are demon monks..."
The men were trembling, completely unaware of the fifth sword mark who was still squatting there. His whole body was trembling slightly, and there seemed to be a glimmer of light in his numb eyes. He murmured in a low voice:
"Tianxuan, Tianxuan, should belong to our demonic way! It is the world dominated by our demonic way, hahaha... Why are these words so familiar? Where have I heard it? Why does it make me feel angry?"
"Did you hear everything?"
The demonic monks came forward, stretched out their hands and patted the heads of the men: "I'm asking you, do you hear me?"
Then a monk saw the fifth sword mark who was still squatting there, raised his foot and kicked the fifth sword mark until his buttocks squatted on the ground:
"Are you a fool?"
The fifth sword mark silently got up from the ground, his body still trembling, but the flash of inspiration seemed to be dissipated by the kick. No matter how hard he thought, he couldn't remember where he was listening.
After hearing that sentence, his heart became a little irritable.
"Bang bang bang..."
Those people carried the Fifth Sword Mark and a few men: "Don't just stand there stupidly, go gather in the village."
The fifth sword mark's body no longer trembled, but instead tightened up, slightly arching his waist, like a leopard about to prey. After being hungry, the remaining strength in his body gathered, and his two hands clenched into fists.
He didn't raise his head, the annoyance in his eyes became more intense, and his knees were already slightly bent, wanting to rush out.
"Did you hear that? Do you want to die?"
A big-eared melon seed slapped a man in the face. When the other man saw the condition of the fifth sword mark, he couldn't help but be shocked. He stretched out his hand to hold the fifth sword mark's wrist and pulled him towards the village.
, lowered his voice and said:
"Wu Ming, don't be impulsive..."
He was suddenly startled. He saw the eyes of the fifth sword mark. He didn't know how to describe those eyes, like wild beasts about to go crazy. But he still held the wrist of the fifth sword mark with force.
Fifth Jianhen was dragged into the village with some confused thinking, and was driven to a small playground in the village. All the villagers in the room were also dared to come out, regardless of the old, weak, women, and children.
"Brother!"
A young woman supported an old woman and walked toward him. When the young woman saw the fifth sword mark, her fearful expression eased slightly. She came to the side of the fifth sword mark:
"Brother, who are they?"
Fifth Jianhen shook his head. His head was in a mess now, and there seemed to be some sounds buzzing in his mind. But he couldn't hear them clearly.
"You, you, and you, come out!"
Someone began to select the young men in the village and asked them to stand on the other side of the playground. A man pointed at the fifth sword mark:
"You, go over there!"
"Brother..." The young woman hugged the fifth sword mark tightly.
The man looked around the three people, and then sneered: "If you go over, all three of you will live. If you don't go over, you will all die."
The fifth sword mark didn't seem to hear the man's voice. His head was still buzzing, as if someone was shouting something to him again, and more than one person was shouting. Seeing that the fifth sword mark didn't move, the man
One of her hands grasped the handle of the knife. The old woman suddenly opened her mouth and cursed at the fifth sword mark:
"If you don't get over here, are you going to watch our mother and daughter die?" She pulled the young woman away and pushed the fifth sword mark with her hand:
"You still haven't passed!"
The fifth sword mark walked over in a daze and stood there in a daze.
Soon, the young and strong villagers were gathered together. The leader of the demonic monk stood there, looking at the people at the fifth sword mark, and said loudly:
"I know you are hungry and cold, and you have dug up all the grass roots around the village, right? How long can you survive like this?
Five days?
Or ten days?
Now I’ll give you a chance to eat!”
He raised his hand and pointed toward the east: "Over there, three hundred miles away, is the Lin family. Do you all know what kind of place the Lin family is?
That's a family, and they have a lot of food. As long as we rob the Lin family, we can all have enough to eat. And it's not just a meal.
I know what you are thinking, the Lin family is a cultivating family, and the patriarch of the family is a golden elixir.
but!
Brothers and sisters, young and old, your spiritual energy is exhausted now!
It’s exhausted!
They can no longer release the magical passage method, so they are stronger than us. But there are many of us. Either you stay here and starve to death, or you follow me and fight for one to survive."
Everyone was in a commotion, and the people brought by the demonic monk were the first to shout: "Grab! Grab! Grab!"
Then some of the villagers around the fifth sword mark raised their arms and shouted: "Grab! Grab! Grab!"
Then almost everyone raised their arms and shouted: "Grab! Grab! Grab!"