The age of mythology has come to an end, and she just wants to witness the last thing and come to an end with it.
At this time, her mood was a little happy and relaxed, but also a little complicated. Dao Changsheng was not dead, but the death of Emperor Qing and Emperor Duantian still touched her greatly.
She gradually fell into the mortal world, walking in the streets of ancient mountains and rivers.
"The mortal world without gods, I wonder how it will change in the future?" She opened her eyes wide and looked around, "Their cultivation speed is too slow."
She walked through towns and saw knights one after another, some even standing on the city wall competing in martial arts, with countless people watching below. She continued to move forward, and suddenly saw a small local Confucian alchemist student standing on a mountain and river, talking together.
Make a very simple hot air balloon and get a lot of cheers.
"Okay, if we make it bigger, it can allow us to fly into the sky!"
"Is there really a heaven in heaven?"
"I don't know in the heaven, but there must be stars! We can go up to the sky and pick the stars to prove our abilities for us Confucian alchemists."
"A few years ago, there were meteors falling from the sky, and countless people went there. A hero picked up the falling stars and used the meteorite iron to create a famous magic weapon in the world - the Demon-avoiding Sword, which can kill demons."
"There are evil spirits in Yunshan Daze. Our townspeople often enter and are confused by the evil spirits and disappear without a trace. If we can have a treasure, we will not be weaker than those warriors! We can enter and conquer the evil spirits!"
...
She continued walking and passed through small towns.
I saw knights wearing green shirts, walking around the world with swords, and they were so cool and unrestrained.
In lower realms, the current line of legal cultivation is too weak, and physical cultivation has a huge advantage.
"More than one hundred and fifty years have passed, and the world has changed..." As she walked on the earth, she felt a little lonely.
In this era, the most painful thing is the demon clan.
The demon clan is the enlightenment of all living things in the world. In this environment now, it is difficult to transform and is completely extinct.
On the contrary, the Ancient Clan are better than the Monster Clan. The Ancient Clan are the descendants of the Ancient Gods. They are naturally large in size and have strange shapes. They are called monsters by people. From time to time, they come into the village to eat people, attack humans at night, and even gather in the clouds and mist.
In Daze, resist those knights who subjugate demons and eliminate demons.
But now the tribe of barbarian witches, tall and powerful, were driven outside the Great Wall to graze on the grasslands and formed their own barbarian country, which they called barbarians.
"The other three tribes all have their own lives. Is there really no demon clan?" After all, she is considered a member of the demon clan and belongs to the same clan as Qinglian. Once Qinglian dies, she will be the complete demon ancestor. The revival of the demon clan falls on him.
on top of head.
She was a little confused and kept wandering around the earth.
Another day, a terrible news resounded throughout the world. The God of War, Duan Qianyu, broke through the Purple Mansion Realm, entered the palace with one man and one sword, defeated the imperial guards, civil and military officials, questioned the Emperor of Zhou, and ordered the abolition of the laws restricting martial arts sects.
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"As a land god, I should open the door and establish a sect." Duan Qianyu announced to the world, "In ancient times, the tree was the ancestor of the world's spiritual roots. It was broken and left on the earth. Fortunately, I got a branch and planted it as a 'Ginseng Fruit Tree'.
In the courtyard, I continued to gather fruits and cultivated to this point. Anyone in the world who is destined can come and worship me as their teacher!"
In the imperial court, countless great scholars were filled with grief and anger.
"You are so brazen that you call yourself God?"
"With the power of warriors, one person can defeat the country, but what should we do?"
The warriors run rampant and no one can stop them.
However, these Confucian scholars, who serve as local officials and need the support of the people of Ming Dynasty, consider the people wholeheartedly. They all practice in an upright manner and absorb the incense of the local people, but they are not as fast as them.
After all, no matter how many mortal breaths there are, they are too weak when gathered together, and their progress is slow.
"This is such a sad era."
Ivy showed a faint calmness and continued to stride forward. She wanted to see more of the world and taste all the delicious plants in the world before she died of old age. This was her original intention.
On this day, she passed by a barren village in a gloomy weather, and suddenly she felt a sudden change of faith.
There is a demonic atmosphere!
"How can there be monsters in this mortal world? Without strong men, there would be no nourishment of the rich energy of the inner world, and living beings should not have the opportunity to develop wisdom."
She stopped and slowly entered a simple hut.
"I studied hard for three years, and I must serve the country. Now, the warriors are running amok, regardless of the livelihood of the people, and the world is suffering from constant disasters. And outside the Southern Territory, there are mountains and rivers, swamps, hiding monsters and eating people. In the Northern Territory, there are also
There are prairie barbarians, watching with eager eyes."
A young scholar keeps looking at pages of books.
Ivy lowered her eyes and looked at a little white fox next to the scholar's desk. Her dark eyes turned. She was dressed in human gray shabby clothes, with only her head exposed. She looked at the scholar below, who was also reading next to her.
I read the Xiaoyan Sutra with gusto.
The little fox suddenly became nervous and hurriedly made a rudimentary voice and said, "Bow...see...God."
The scholar shuddered and turned to look at the girl in green who suddenly appeared at the door.
"It's going to rain now. I'm passing by here and take shelter from the eaves for a while." Qingteng smiled, ignoring the scholar and the little fox, and turned to look at the flower pot in the corner, which was a tree.
"You are!" The scholar couldn't help but exclaimed in shock.
"She is the mother of the earth, Ivy. She says that the sky will rain, and the sky is her disciple..."
Qingteng turned his head and sensed the familiar scent following the voice. It was an old friend from the past.
"My wishes come true..."
She looked in front of her. This was Dao Changsheng's biological father. He was beaten violently by Dao Changsheng in the Kaitian Jianmu Sect on Jianmu. After avenging his mother, he broke all ties...
Wow....
Suddenly, heavy rain poured down, and the rain fell on the eaves, making the shabby house make a continuous thumping noise.
Qingteng looked at the old vine and said nothing.
"Mother of Ivy, I know you are coming back..." The ivy said, "I have been waiting for nearly a hundred years..."
"Why are you here."
"Back then, I was the only god who was not taken to heaven." Mu Yuancheng explained in a low voice, "They all knew about my relationship with Emperor Dao. As a god from the old era, I could only bring my wife and family with me.
, which has lasted for hundreds of years in the mortal world..."
"Where are your family? Where are they now..."
"Humans...are humans. They are exterminating demons. We are constantly being chased. My wives are both demons. Their cultivation is too low. They are gradually getting old and can no longer bear it.
For ordinary plants and animals, I buried them on the roadside."
"We kept running and running, and finally only my daughter and I were left..."
Mu Yuncheng said: "In the past two years, I was defeated by young knights and demons. I kept running away and even lost my human form. Only my soul escaped. I have been waiting, waiting...
.”
"I'm obviously going to die, but I'm still persisting because I feel I can't die so easily..." His voice became hoarse, and the sect leader of the Hidden Holy Land actually started sobbing in a crying voice,
"I have repaid the mistakes I made back then throughout my life. I will repay everything. The era of the demon clan should not have fallen like this..."
His voice was extremely complicated, and he stretched out a withered branch slowly and hard, as if calling the little white fox to come over, "The faults of the parents should not be passed on to the children. She and Dao Changsheng are brothers and sisters, and they should be the last ones in this world.
A demon clan."
"Father..." The white fox wearing human clothes suddenly burst into tears.
Qingteng looked at him, "According to your lifespan, you should have died long ago, so you persisted until now?"
"Yes." This extremely withered gray-black ivy looked at the scenery outside the window, and heard a hoarse old voice, without any emotion, "I should have died long ago. Looking at the knights in green shirts and Confucian scholars,
In the strife-filled and vibrant Jianghu, I have been going crazy these years. I have been running and I can’t help but go to many places. I have searched everywhere for traces of our era, but I can’t find them at all. You have all disappeared, leaving only me.
one."
Blah blah blah!
Suddenly, heavy rain fell outside the window.
Drops of rain fell on the potted ivy outside the window, and the two opening and closing mahogany windows were constantly beating with the storm.
"I am the only one left in this world without any new people of my kind. It is really cruel and extremely lonely." Ivy's weak voice came again.
The cute girl was stunned for a moment.
"Actually, I'm going to die too." Amidst the soft sound of the rainstorm, Qingteng sat down on the window sill and looked at this vine.
"How is it possible! Even the oldest demon ancestor is leaving? Could it be that the demon clan can only survive the mythical era of the Western Era... The lifespan of a great emperor should not end so soon." Mu Yuancheng's voice was bitter.
.
"I have not broken through the Great Emperor."
Suddenly, Mu Yuncheng fell silent.
The cute girl suddenly put down her arrogance and sat by the window. In the heavy rain, facing this potted ivy plant, she talked about allusions from the mythical era. Mu Yuncheng also talked about his past when he was fighting for the emperor when he was young, and met Qing Yi.
However.
At that time, he never thought about being a betrayer. He was just pushed by the years and drifted with the tide. Gradually, he became cold-hearted. Under the guidance of his father, he inherited the Kaitian Jianmu Sect with peace of mind and became the sect leader.
"Perhaps I should have died long ago... However, I also feel that my life is worth living, because without a villain like me, there may not be a Heavenly Emperor, and no one can stand up and roar at the sky. In today's era, perhaps
It's different... Each era is ups and downs, gains and losses, who can clearly calculate the gains and losses?" The rain became heavier and heavier, Mu Yuncheng's voice became smaller and smaller, and even gradually disappeared, "Mother Earth.
..Maybe it’s not that you can’t break through, but you just feel that it doesn’t matter in your heart, you never pursue it, and you feel that death is nothing to fear...”
Her whole body slowly trembled, and looking at his body, a touch of loneliness flashed through her heart.
"Maybe it's true that I didn't try my best to break through. After Dao Changsheng and Qing Emperor left, I felt it didn't matter." She seemed to have a clear understanding, looking past the ivy bonsai and looking at the rain curtain outside the window.
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Tick tock tick..
Clear rainwater fell into the window sill, scattering clear white water.
"The demon clan may really be in decline."
She smiled self-deprecatingly and stood in the dark room. The vermilion windows were still beating with the heavy rain, and the potted plants had completely lost their sound.
The young man studying behind him and the little white fox were trembling all over, standing respectfully with their heads lowered.
suddenly.
Qingteng turned to look at the little white fox, "Once, I gave advice to an old man who wanted to go to heaven, and he suppressed the age of the ancient gods... Later, a child worshiped me as his teacher, and he became the Taoist Emperor and suppressed an
In the era of ancestral witches, now...are you willing to worship me as your master?"
