When Zhao Yun entered the world of mortals, he saw another scene.
From the outside it looks like a starry sky, but when you come in you see a desert with no end in sight and no direction.
"Is this the road of mortals?"
Zhao Yun murmured and took steps forward.
He wanted to walk through the air, but a mysterious force blocked him.
"Is there someone there?"
He kept calling all the way, and the power of his soul spread out.
However, there was no response from all directions.
There is no life here, no spiritual power, just yellow sand flying around.
Not even a trace was left here. When I looked back, there was not even a single footprint.
Still lonely all the way.
He was the only one walking alone.
"You little brat."
No one could hear this curse.
He is the punisher. He stayed up most of the night, crossed his legs, sat on a stone and smoked, looking at the road of mortals with a very dark face. He is a god, he can see the scene inside, he can see Zhao Yun, I don’t know why,
He really wanted to take that guy back to the mortal world and kick him to death seriously for ten minutes.
After a long time, he could no longer be seen.
It is the limitation of the universe that limits the sight of gods.
At the end of the sky, there were crowds of people, all of whom were relatives and friends of Zhao Yun. There were men, women, old and young. It would take a long time to stand there. Not everyone could enter the world of mortals, they had to be at the immortal level.
Speaking of the quasi-immortal level, how could we miss the Demon Lord and the Demon Queen and Hong Yuan.
Every night in the dead of night, you can always see their figures, looking at the vast starry sky, lost in thought. Indeed, they have not seen through the world of mortals, and have never dared to set foot on this road from beginning to end.
The Demon Lord and the Demon Queen have left and are going to play in the human world.
Hong Yuan also left, going on a long trip to see the outside world.
"Zhao Yun."
I don't know which day, a hysterical call resounded to the end of the world.
It was Liu Ruxin who had regained consciousness, crying with tears in her eyes but getting no response.
She left, followed by a little unicorn, its head buried in a listless look.
On this day, she moved out of Qianqiu City and returned to Zhao Yun's hometown with Furong and the sealed Luoxia.
It was also on this day that too many people moved their families.
The Bai family, the Yan family returned to the Southern Territory, the Qin family returned to the East China Sea, the Tianyin Pavilion went to Huashan, and the Sikong family went to the Northern Territory.
From where to go.
The huge Qianqiu City seemed to have ended and the people had dispersed, leaving it quite empty.
"Aren't you leaving?" Feng Wu whispered at the gate of the city.
"I'm tired, so let's rest here." Mako took a sip of wine.
Feng Wu smiled and walked away, heading to Canglang City, the place where she first met Zhao Yun.
"The world is big, let's go and take a look."
Wang Zha and Mustachio patted Mozi and went on the road together.
Demon Zi doesn't stop him, people leave every day, and he has sent them away one after another.
But, they will all come back.
If one day Qianqiu City is in trouble, help will come from all directions.
Red dust road.
Zhao Yun settled down for the first time and looked not far away.
There was a tree there. To be precise, it was a dry branch, with not even a single leaf in sight.
Looking with all his eyes, it seemed like a person was lying under the tree, clinging to the trunk and falling asleep.
When I got closer, I saw that it was Old Man Fushou, a native of the Western Wilderness. He had seen him at the end of the East China Sea, and asked him for a pot of wine. At the end of his life, he dragged his old body into the world of mortals.
.
Unexpected.
He still didn't reach the fairyland and collapsed halfway.
Zhao Yun said nothing and put the old man Fushou into the magic ring.
If he could reach the end, he would bury him in the fairy world, thus fulfilling the old man's long-cherished wish.
Three days later.
He stopped again.
Looking at the feet, half of the skeleton is exposed in the flowing yellow sand. He must be a person who has traveled the world of mortals. He has spent his life, eroded by the yellow sand, and the glory of the years, leaving behind regrets for the rest of his life.
Zhao Yun bowed his hands and continued to move forward.
Over the next few days, more and more dry bones were seen.
In the endless desert, I don’t know how many people were buried.
Zhao Yun did not stop any longer, leaving only a trace of his back to the forerunners.
Perhaps, he will become one of them in another year and be buried in this desert.
"Calculating the time, we should see blood."
He is still a sanctioner in the mortal world, and he speaks with sincerity and sincerity.
I don’t know whether he saw blood or not, but Zhao Yun saw an oasis.
Since entering the world of mortals, it was the first time he saw something different in color from the yellow sand.
It was indeed an oasis, with lush vegetation and gurgling rivers, so full of life.
"Illusion."
Zhao Yun murmured, and his soul trembled.
The so-called desert oasis suddenly disappeared, and the yellow sand was still flying, but deep in the yellow sand, there was an evil spirit lurking. If you listen carefully, you can still hear wailing and low roaring.
soon.
The wind was strong.
There was a figure covered in blood crawling out of the desert. He looked like an evil spirit or a resentful spirit. His eyes were glowing and bloody saliva was dripping from his mouth. He was more sinister than the ghosts in hell.
"Evil spirit."
Zhao Yun murmured, knowing what it was.
The Xuanmen Heavenly Book says that evil thoughts arise from the spirit, and evil thoughts are stained with blood. It is an evil creature with spirit but no mind.
Roar!
When he looked, the monster pounced on him with a ferocious expression.
It is not an ordinary evil spirit. It has Yin evil sweeping through it and blood evil surging. Just in terms of aura and momentum, it is no weaker than a quasi-immortal in the mortal world. Before anyone can kill him, he can see blood vomiting from his mouth and lightning shooting from his eyes.
Zheng
!
Zhao Yun's pace did not slow down, and the black and yellow sword energy came out of his body.
The demon had just reached a short distance when it was struck by the sword energy.
Its screams were extremely shrill.
And his wailing seemed to contain a kind of magic power, summoning more evil things.
The desert became unquiet, with rolling yellow sand raging across the sky. One after another, bloody figures crawled out of the desert. There were humanoids and beasts, with different shapes, but the same ferocious expressions.
Zhao Yun frowned slightly.
He is not afraid of three or two evil things at all, but the demons in the world are all in one piece, like a sea tide. According to the cultivation base of the mortal world, those with the weakest cultivation base are at the peak of Xuanyang.
How come there are so many monsters on the road of mortals?
Is it a checkpoint set up by the upper realm to test the mortals in the lower realm?
Buzz!
Zhao Yun picked up Long Yuan and killed him like a flash of startling light.
Waves of evil spirits came one after another without any fear. One by one they fell down, and then one by one they pounced on him. They looked like they would not be finished until they tore Zhao Yun into pieces.
As Zhukong expected, Zhao Yun was stained with blood.
It is true that he is invincible in the world, but he cannot stand up to a group fight.
"That's enough."
Zhukong spoke in a deep voice, saying he was not very optimistic about Zhao Yun.
He is the sanctioner. He has been sitting on the earth for endless years and has met generations of outstanding people. There are many people who can rival or even surpass Zhao Yun. Unfortunately, from ancient times to the present, no one can break through the world of mortals.
, that is a dead end, hope is infinitely close to despair.
After half a bottle of wine, he once again used his magical power.
You are the leader in the mortal world! You cannot just sit around and not do important things.
It is his mission to sit in the mortal world.
And repairing the universe is his mission.
This trip took a long time, and my old bones were very tired.
The day he sat down again, he saw the crowd of people at the end of the East China Sea again. Most of them were Zhao Yun's relatives and friends. They were all beautiful figures. They could see faces like jade and daydreams. They would come every once in a while.
It’s been three years.
That man has been gone for three years.
No one knows whether Zhao Yun has made it through the world of mortals.
Even the sanctioner is not sure because he cannot see it.
Red dust road.
The yellow sand is flying.
Zhao Yun was in ragged clothes, carrying the bleeding Long Yuan, stumbling step by step, and staggering along the way.
It’s been three years.
He has been fighting on the road of mortals for three years.
However, there is still no end in sight, and he is fighting day and night. His energy and blood have been defeated. This is an extraordinary road. There is no life, no spiritual power, only yellow sand and evil spirits.
Roar!
In the darkness, there was another violent howl.
The demons are here again, and every time they appear, there are more than three or two, and they are all black, like a sea tide, sweeping across the sky and the earth in an endless stream,
It will not dissipate until all the creatures on this road are killed.
war!
Zhao Yun held Long Yuan tightly and rushed out again.
Viewed from the sky, he is like a drop in Taicang, trudging forward in the vast ocean. Every step he takes must pay a bloody price. There are too many evil spirits, filling the dim desert.
He was determined enough, fell down time and time again, and got up to charge again and again.
No one knows how long he has been killing. All they know is that it will be another ten years before flowers fade and bloom in the mortal world.
It's still the end of the world.
His relatives and friends came one after another.
"Big brother."
If the water stands in the starry sky, it has been calling for a long time.
However, I didn't get any response from the man.
Eleventh year.
A thunder disaster occurred in Qianqiu City.
It's a catastrophe.
It was Mozi who broke through and finally advanced to the Tianwu realm.
In the same year, there was also a catastrophe in the Southern Region, which was Yan Ruyu's Tianwu catastrophe.
Thirteenth year.
The ancient city is filled with visions.
It is the body of the immortal spirit that came from behind and aspired to the Tianwu throne.
After the disaster.
She took Furong with her and came to the end of the world.
One wife and one mother were all in tears.
Fifteenth year.
Another thunder and lightning was seen in the vast southern region.
The little money fan retreated from the lead and entered the Tianwu realm.
On the same night, there was a ray of light in Qingfeng City, and Qingyao also advanced against the sky. Maybe there was something wrong with his bloodline, and he even suffered a backlash. The disaster was extremely dangerous, and he almost died in it.
Year twenty-one.
Su Yu and Lin Xie ascended to Tianxiao together and advanced to Tianwu in no particular order.
After that, there was Jian Nan, a handsome guy who had not been seen in a century, who was almost chopped into ashes by the catastrophe. That night, countless beauties came to Sikong's house, and every one of them had an ex-girlfriend.
Year twenty-eight.
Mu Qinghan advanced in level while traveling, but something unexpected happened when he was in danger.
In other words, there was a sneak attack by an unscrupulous person and he almost died.
The new generation has truly risen.
The glory of the mortal world burns even brighter.
"I'm going to be relieved in advance!"
Zhukong sat cross-legged on the stone, closed his eyes and counted with his fingers.
The world in the mortal world is changing again, and the suppression is getting weaker year by year. Although he has contributed a lot, the real credit comes from the big bosses in the divine world. They should reach a tacit understanding and jointly repair the world.
In other words, the Road to Immortality may be reshaped in advance.
This is great news for the mortal world.
But for Zhao Yun, this is a nonsense operation. If this situation had already happened, it would not be a bad idea to wait for him for hundreds of years. It would be better than suffering all the hardships on the road of mortals.