The death of the local Buddhist monks and the incarnation of Taiyi constantly summoned the Hanxia monks, which opened the prelude to the end of this world. The originally peaceful world of the human world had an abnormal climate, and June appeared in time.

Abnormal and extreme weather such as flying frost and December heat caused strange phenomena such as the red land in the north and the frozen land in the south. As for the creatures themselves, various plagues and mental diseases appeared.

Even though all the countries in the human world were well prepared, it was still difficult to suppress the panic of the people. They began to accept the suggestions given by Milo and other immortal gods, extradited the people to some unique cave heaven paradise, gave up a large amount of land as a buffer, and reduced the number of countries and immortals.

The pressure God needs to face.

But not everyone is willing to leave their homeland. There are people in every place who want to stick around.

Countries deal with this in different ways.

Fang Ting held an oil lamp in her hand and moved slowly through the ice and snow. The oil lamp in her hand exuded a dim light, guiding her to a dilapidated village.

After a brief search, Fang Ting entered an old house. The room that had been cut off from the energy supply was slightly dark, with only a glass lamp emitting a dull brilliance.

The lamp has a strange shape, similar to the oil lamp in Fang Ting's hand, but the whole thing is crystal clear, like it is made of carved crystal. It is so transparent that you can see the inside of the glazed lamp, indicating that it has no mechanical structure, and there is no lamp oil in the lamp.

But there was a bright light in the center of the lamp, emitting a soft glow.

This light is also strange. Where it shines, the dimness does not subside much, but the temperature of the entire room is much higher. It effectively isolates the cold outside the house and allows the people living there to live a stable life.

Unfortunately, this light can only provide warmth, not food and clothing.

The skinny old man was lying on a recliner with a thin coat on his body. When he saw Fang Ting walking in, he just raised his eyes and said with a smile: "Ayuan, are you here to pick me up?"

When he said this, Fang Ting clearly felt that the old man's vitality was burning violently like a flame that was about to go out. He stood up tremblingly, as if he wanted to touch Fang Ting.

But when he was about to make contact, he slowly put it down. He looked at a hillside outside the room, put on his coat, held the glass lamp, and wanted to walk out tremblingly. As he walked, he muttered: "I

It’s not that I don’t know that everyone is doing this for my own good, but I’m already over ninety, and it’s also a time of mourning for me to leave now. Going with the large army will not help me, and it’s a waste of food. I might as well stay here and wait for you to pick me up.

"

"Ayuan, don't worry. My son, daughter-in-law, daughter, and son-in-law are all very happy and can live a stable life in the city. I have dug a hole myself. Now that technology has developed, myths and stories have been realized. Wait for me

Lie in, turn on the mechanism, we live together again, wait for me..."

Fang Ting followed the old man to the edge of the newly dug cemetery, watched him lie down in it, watched him close his eyes, keep mumbling something, and press the switch button on the eve of the complete demise of life.

"Alas..." Fang Ting let out a long sigh, flicked the oil lamp in her hand, and after catching its spiritual light, stood up and walked towards the next place.

There are not many people like the old man in this land. Most of them do it because of their past concepts, and some because there are still people they care about in this land.

In this regard, all Fang Ting can do is to visit them regularly and take away their spirituality in time to prevent the subsequent erosion of chaotic evil energy.

Only this time, when Fang Ting started to move, she suddenly felt something again. She turned back to look at her target and saw a faint spiritual force approaching her.

This bit of spirituality is so slight that if it hadn't actively appeared, Ting wouldn't have been able to sense it in this special wind and snow environment.

She hurriedly raised the oil lamp, and the weak light protected the spirit as it fell into the lamp. She looked at the spirit and the light that had been taken away before.

"So that's it?" Fang Ting looked at the two auras, a smile appeared on her lips, and her steps towards the next place became much brisker.

On the other side, Xiao Yu'er, Arthur and the other monks who have entered the path of spiritual practice through the power of the Miluo Treasure Scroll are mostly doing similar things.

In this regard, Xiao Yu'er once asked Milo: "Is this move too wasteful of manpower and material resources?"

"They are all complete creatures. I hope that their lives can have a beginning and an end, and the memories left to me are also from beginning to end, instead of being cut off due to various reasons. Besides, the two people you are looking after, can you

Can you persuade me?"

Hearing this, Xiao Yu'er couldn't help but recall the old woman he was taking care of. Her husband, her son, and her grandson had all died for the country. Her daughter-in-law, as her son's colleague, also lost her body during the follow-up mission.

However, she stood alone beside the graves of four people. She thought she was old and incompetent, and wanted to spend the last time with her husband and children.

When he saw the old man sitting in front of the tombstone, Xiao Yuer, who wanted to persuade him, found that his eloquent mouth could not speak.

Later, Xiao Yu'er carefully observed all the monks who participated in the care and found that most of them were just talking about being troublesome. In fact, they all sympathized with the old people more or less, or had similar experiences themselves, so in

While helping, it also further stabilizes one's mind.

Moreover, it is precisely because of the existence of these old people who are unwilling to leave their homeland, their longing and identification with the country have become a bridge between the country and the land, allowing the country's order to still cover that land and form a force to resist the evil energy of chaos.

The frontline position and the buffer area of ​​the rear safety zone.

However, as time goes by, the older generation who stayed behind have left one after another, and the human world's resistance to the chaotic evil energy has become weaker and weaker.

At the same time, there are no real newborns born in the world. Most of those so-called newborns are the spirits of children who were unable to be born in the past due to various reasons, and the spirits of children who gave up their lives early for various reasons.

The phantom created by Luo.

As time goes by, the number of phantoms continues to increase, even gradually covering all aspects of life.

After walking around for a while, Fang Ting returned to the Divine Realm and saw a huge illusion emerging below the Taiyi Divine Realm. There was a complete scene of the human world and the shadows of countless creatures. They were still living in it.

On the periphery of the illusion, many phantoms of gods descended from Han Xia sit on various polluted nodes, stabilizing the situation of the entire illusion, resisting the influence of chaotic evil energy, and ensuring that the creatures inside can have a stable life.

And because of Milo's own special personality and the ability to completely record the information of the human world, these orders also have one-third of the effectiveness of the human world before it fell, struggling to resist the erosion of the chaotic evil energy.

Looking at Fang Ting, Milo smiled and said, "You're back? When do you plan to leave?"

"May I ask Your Majesty, Wang Xiaobin's soul and spirituality..."

Before Fang Ting finished speaking, Milo pointed at a child running in a small town in the illusion and said with a smile: "He has been in there for a while. When I completely wash away the remaining chaotic evil energy from him,

I will send it to Hanxia Earth Vein. What about you?"

"Can I go in and be with him?"

Fang Ting looked at the scenes in the fantasy realm and felt inexplicably familiar. She even saw some old friends from the past.

Obviously, that town was specially prepared by Milo for Wang Xiaobin.

"It's all right. I sincerely hope that all of you can go to Hanxia without too much regret. After all, the more stable and positive your emotions are, the better for Hanxia's ground and Hanxia itself.

There are benefits.”

"But in fact, if you do this, for you, the consumption is far greater than the gain, and it is not worth the loss, right?"

Milo did not answer. Fang Ting saluted and said: "As a beneficiary, I sincerely thank you for your help."

After saying that, Fang Ting left behind her own power and turned into a Dharma form to escape into the void. Her spirit fell into an illusion. After being blinded from the memory of the outside world, she quickly became a member of the town, running, playing and having fun in it.

Milo looked at the playful scene and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, without looking back at Xiao Yu'er who came behind him and said: "Fang Ting has made a choice, what about you?"

Xiao Yu'er, with twelve talismans floating around him, looked at the scene in the fantasy realm, recalling the last words he heard from Fang Ting on the way here, looked at Milo, and whispered: "Sometimes, I really

I can’t understand why you are willing to do so much for our world.”

"There are so many reasons. If you have to investigate, why do you think those people who are unwilling to leave their homeland are doing it?"

"They live on that land, and their emotions are also pinned on that land."

Milo chuckled lightly, looked at the scene in the fantasy realm, and explained: "I am the last emperor of this world. Most of your emotions are also pinned on me. I will give you the same feedback. What's the matter?

Problem?"

"Okay, when do you plan to leave?"

Hearing this, Xiao Yu'er also smiled and said, "Can't I watch the end of our world?"

"This is really impossible."

Milo shook his head and refused: "According to Han Xia's internal records, when all heaven and earth are heading for complete collapse, the principles of Tao and law will be completely distorted, and the power of chaotic demonic energy will reach its extreme at this moment. At that time, even if

Even I cannot observe and record it directly. I can only use roundabout ways to first weaken its influence and then record the final scene of the world."

"The last scene?"

Xiao Yu'er was silent for a moment and asked, "Can I take a look at your records?"

When Milo heard this, he was silent for a moment. He felt that the gods and gods who still existed in the country were all looking towards them.

After thinking for a moment, Milo said softly: "Yes, but you have to leave first. When the time comes, you will go to my Miao Youtian first, and I will relay the specific scene to you."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Xiao Yu'er bowed and turned into a stream of light and walked towards a node. That was the seal placed by her father in the past. Now it is guarded by the god Hanxia. When they saw Xiao Yu'er's arrival, they knew what she was going to do.

, stop what you are doing and give up your position.

The body is tilted back, the face is turned to the sky, and the hands are making up the magic formula. Xiao Yu'er chants the name of the incarnation of Taiyi with a pious attitude, attracts the divine power to fall, and blessings it on the twelve talismans around him, and his own magic power becomes the incarnation.

Be like a wandering dragon, entrenched on the seal.

Twelve talismans were imprinted on the dragon's back, forming a new seal that matched the seal left by his father to build a barrier to block the impact of the chaotic evil energy.

"For the follow-up, please ask God."

Xiao Yu'er's illusory soul stood in the void, bowed slightly to the gods, and at the same time handed over his way of cultivation to the gods.

This can also be regarded as a reward for the help of the local gods to the god Hanxia, ​​hoping to reduce the favor Milo owes to the god Hanxia.

Ah Gong, who saw all this in his eyes, ran to Milo, feeling a little emotional, and seemed to complain: "Don't these people know how popular you are in Hanxia? Just your appearance, your breath, your

Dao Dao, as long as you say a word, 90% of the gods in the Palace of Gods are willing to use their own money to help you get things done. Now that I have benefited from them, one or two of them feel that if they don't do more, they will feel sorry for you. It makes me feel uncomfortable.

I don’t know whether to invite some more gods, but I always feel that inviting others will cause trouble.”

The smile on Milo's lips became softer, and his breath became calmer, which made Ah Gong stunned. He lowered his head, took a deep breath, raised his head and saw Milo's smiling eyes, and suddenly said angrily: "You

It’s intentional!”

"What, you don't like it?" Milo, who was a little sad because Xiao Yu'er and Fang Ting left, looked at A Gong and laughed hard, and the aura around him became active.
To be continued...