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Chapter eight hundred and forty-ninth disaster, when the situation changes

When Lu Zhengkang and Qing Ningzi returned to Chilou, the young people were still fighting swords. The young people here were not necessarily junior or young. Some of the old Jin Dan were also there. Some of them were keen on sword fighting.

, but the monks who fought with them were too embarrassed to take action, so it was very boring to go back and forth.

It doesn't mean that the loser can't play again. The number of sword immortals is small. They are not like those magic cultivators in Youxu who are full of pits and valleys and block the arena, nor are they like those who refine treasures and elixirs.

, I don’t know how to move my butt easily, and I want to challenge myself in a sword fight in Chilou, just stand up and show the sword to everyone.

It is said that there is also a skill of looking at the spirit. You can probably know the level of the sword master by looking at the spirituality of a sword. However, for a monk like Lu Zhengkang, who only got the flying sword for a few days, this cannot be regarded as a reasonable

criteria for judging.

In the whole place, the number of people coming and going is not fixed. There must be the most people today, and then some will disperse gradually. There are also some who have come out of seclusion in the Cloud Tower, or monks who have come from afar. These people

They would come to watch the fun, or they might go out and fight. There would always be some casualties, and it was common for everyone to hear the bells ringing in the red building.

Qing Ningzi returned to his master, and Master Sheng Yan looked bored. "Master, my disciple is incompetent."

"You know how to be shy? Just like this, in broad daylight and in public, you were dragged away by that libertine? Hey, why are you still crying?"

"I'm not crying, I'm just blinded by the wind and sand. Besides, Master, it's not broad daylight now. Look, the sun is gone..."

"Okay, now you are becoming more and more naughty. In the past, you were always being trained obediently."

"People always have to grow, Master." Qing Ningzi held Master's hand, "By the way, is there a letter from the sect? How to deal with this eternal night."

"Not yet, but the great hinoki master ran out in a hurry. They are probably busy together. This eternal night can be as short as a few months or often as many years, and there will be disasters in the world. It is said that in ancient times

, there is a period of eternal night, it is really that the immortal way is extinct, the human way is depressed, and the way of heaven is dark, hey, it scares me to think about it."

Qing Ningzi asked in a low voice, "Have you never thought about killing the candle dragon?"

Master Sheng Yan sighed, "If you can't beat me, who will fight? What will happen after the beating?"

"It's true...faced with this situation, immortals are just human beings." Qing Ningzi shook her head and was speechless.

The Central Continent was already in chaos. The night lasted for less than an hour, and bandits were running around in various places. I don't know where these thieves came from. Maybe they were just simple farmers in the fields.

Chu Renjie and his companions were discussing important matters in a small courtyard on the outskirts of Xinyang.

"Today's eternal night is coming. If it can end before the awns grow, then everything will be fine. But if it is delayed until the great heat, the food harvest in Chu will be poor this year. The government will impose strict taxes, and the people will be in chaos without food. At that time, we will

It’s time to make a fortune.”

"Brother Xiaojie, whatever you say is what it is!"

Those around him were mostly young people. These people obeyed Chu Renjie's courage and pattern and did not stay away.

Chu Renjie always smiled when he spoke, and his eyes were bright, as if they were studded with two stars. "What can we young people do? What can we dare to do? You tell yourselves, apart from some special means, what can we do?"

Can’t do it!”

"Brother Xiaojie, just say it!"

"We want to form a society, we want to be family members, and be messengers of the gods!"

"Ah? This..."

"Ah? This..."

"Ah, man, listen to me." Chu Renjie frowned, but couldn't help laughing, "Let's leave Xinyang. After all, many people here know us, and let's go to the countryside. In this way, I will say, I got the Mahakala Sky

According to the revelation of God Mora, the world will fall into darkness, and only by believing in Lord Mahakala can we be freed."

"But how do we know so much? We don't even know how to do the little monk's toothache charm, let alone clothes!"

"Who says I can't do it!" Chu Renjie's eyes were shining, which made the hearts of his companions warm. "I understand! How about "The Sutra of Praise to the Venerable Maharaja, He Transformed into Freedom", it sounds very good.

It's amazing, I found it in a futon in a ruined temple."

"As expected of Brother Jie, he easily accomplished what we couldn't do."

"Well, there's no need to praise me so much, Xiao Liu, bring out your blind grandpa. From now on, he will be the leader of the Mahakala Sect."

"Ah? Brother Jie, isn't it good? My grandpa is already sixty-four."

"Ah, what, are you willing to live like this for the rest of your life, grow up in Xinyang and kill pigs with your father?"

"...Done it!"

Chu Renjie stretched out his hand, "Brothers, whether you eat meat or shit in the future depends on whether you can seize this opportunity! We must live our lives as individuals!"

The companions held Chu Renjie's hand tightly, "Brother Renjie, from now on, we only have your horse's head. Which, horse's head, is the eye?"

"It's a fool's errand! What a shame!"

Everyone laughed together.

That night, they put on neat black linen robes, brought out the blind grandpa of Xiaoliu's family, shaved his head, and rode a broken donkey cart toward the countryside. They were

To do great things.

Half a month later, some peerless martial arts suddenly spread in the martial arts world of the Central Continent. It was said that people could become immortals through practicing. They revolved around the "Code of the Four Heavenly Kings", "The Great Practice of the Thirty-three Days", "The Dharma of Emperor Yemo", "

The techniques such as "Great Joy and Solemn Success" and "Non-Thinking Dust Technique" are causing chaos in the world.

At the same time, in Chilou, the powerful souls began to fight with swords.

In one month, the banditry in Central Continent, Southern Wasteland, and Northern Continent has become increasingly serious.

In the southern border of the Chu Kingdom, a small sect called the Mahakala Sect has repeatedly performed miracles and has many local believers.

Two months later, the "Four Heavenly Kings Code" was seized by an unknown Jianghu person. In the following months, the remaining techniques also had their owners one after another.

Ten days later, war broke out in a small country in the southwest of the Central Continent, and soon swept through several surrounding countries. Millions of troops surrounded a city in a bloody battle. It seemed that a large number of practitioners participated in the battle, and the battle situation was complicated and confusing.

In midsummer of the sixty-first year of Tiancang, Zhengyi declared that the king of Chu was immoral and supported the rebellion of King Shun, a clan member of the Chu state. The state of Chu was in chaos.

Half a month later, in the red building, Luo Xuehong and Yong Lianyi were fighting swords. The two stood silently facing each other. One had a sword pill suspended above his head, and the other held the long sword at his waist. Their sword intentions clashed and expanded into a strange field.

Area, those who enter can see hundreds of soldiers performing martial arts.

Seven days later, influenced by the eternal night energy, the Dragon Cliff Stone Carvings, the holy land of the demon clan, reappeared in the desert. At the same time, the Ten Thousand Demons Hall, which had been dormant for nearly a thousand years, once again took action. At this time, the Bearded Sanren were still fighting swords and could not draw their swords.

To deal with it personally, the Snake Emperor of the Temple of Ten Thousand Demons led a group of demons to the desert and occupied the Longya Stone Carvings.

At this time of night, the stars do not appear, the sky is dark, the dragon energy of humanity is dispersed, and all kinds of monsters and ghosts appear together.

In July, the rivers in the Hokuriku overflowed, and the people were displaced. The Lord of Chitian Mansion took the lead to go to the disaster relief. However, after the disaster relief, more than half of the people in the Hokuriku were lost, and most of the practicing sects were lost.

In August, an evil cult rose up in the Central Continent. All within the cult were the inheritance of physical cultivation. People in this cult regarded the human world as a cage and the eternal night as the light of salvation. They used the eternal night energy to condense the body-tempering essence, and their skills improved by leaps and bounds.

For a time, many people voluntarily believed in it, many spiritual sects were defeated, and the mountain and wild obscene priests suffered a huge impact.

In September, the famine sweeping the world officially broke out.


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