King Shou Jinbei was driven crazy by the pursuers behind him.
He was in such a miserable condition, why didn't these people let him go?
"Red Fire Divine Ox, this is our human race's business. You, a demon, intervened regardless of the rules. Aren't you afraid that I would go to Xiao Yu and sue you?"
Speaking of this, he suddenly thought about his way of survival, "The demon clan cannot interfere in the affairs of the human clan, unless the alliance specially invites you, Red Fire God Ox, if you continue to do this..."
"Sue, you go and sue now!"
The red fire sacred cow snorted coldly, "I'm waiting for you."
King Shou Jinbei: "..."
This old cow is clearly saying, I won't give you a chance.
This bastard wants to kill him in the Endless Wasteland!
No, he can't die here.
The little spiritual baby on the golden back of the King of Shou was running and thinking at the same time.
The whirlpool of spiritual energy took Gu Chengshu away. The possibility of the stinky girl surviving was slim. He...
Although he couldn't use her body to report, if Xiu Xiu made some inquiries, he would definitely find out that he had taken Gu Chengshu.
Moreover, he transformed into a god and said bluntly that from now on, he would take Xiaoshou to join them and help them increase their lifespan. No one with half a brain could refuse.
Thinking of this, King Shou Jinbei finally regained his confidence. When he saw the opportunity to protect his body with his spiritual shield, he suddenly changed direction.
Red Fire Divine Ox: "..."
You Wu: "..."
It is impossible to act separately.
Compared to catching the longevity king's golden back, of course Gu Chengshu is more important.
This is true for both of them, Chen Gu and Tuantuan, of course, will not object.
Everyone only glanced at the direction in which King Shou Jinbei was escaping, and then chased him in the predetermined direction.
King Shou Jinbei didn't run very far. After confirming that they were gone, he turned back very carefully, wanting to return to the original path.
At this time, the sky in the Endless Wasteland was getting darker. The battle on June 15 had caused many ferocious beasts to shrink their heads. No one, let alone any beast, paid attention to a little spiritual baby.
King Shou Jinbei returned to the place where the battle originally took place unimpeded, but the place was obviously occupied by various flickering psychic powers. He carefully walked around the road. After a while, when he saw that he was about to succeed, he suddenly felt something in his heart. .
A gust of wind came and when the thin clouds covering the moonlight dispersed, his eyes and consciousness simultaneously saw Feng Lan and Qiao Yan dozens of feet away, ready to kill with their swords.
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In the Alliance Hall of Alliancefang City, Xiao Yu, who was waiting for news, couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he saw An Jidao and Wan Linglong coming in a hurry.
The two of them looked anxious, so Gu Chengshu would be fine for the time being!
"Wan Linglong pays homage to Alliance Leader Xiao!"
"No gifts, no gifts, did you bring it?"
"This is Junior Sister Gu's soul lamp."
Wan Linglong took out the soul lamp protected in the crystal cover from her wide sleeves and said, "There is nothing unusual at the moment."
"...That's good!"
Xiao Yu finally let out a long sigh of relief and said, "Linglong, I came to see you this time. In addition to wanting to know if Cheng Shu is safe, there is one more thing I want to discuss with you."
"You say!"
"There are many people in Ruyi Pavilion who want to buy information about Gu Chengshu."
There was a trace of murderous intent in Xiao Yu's eyes, "There is only half of the evil cultivator here...at most."
Most people went there because of Gu Chengshu's net worth.
After the little girl became known as the Earth Escape Talisman, who didn't know that she had good luck first in the Chaos Forest and then in the Immortal Secret Realm?
Among them, the talents of the Earth Escape Talisman and the Fire Talisman are amazing and brilliant.
How much benefit can such a person get from capturing her and trapping her?
Human trafficking also occurs in the world of immortality.
No matter men or women.
As long as they have good talent and good spiritual roots, they are the favorites of various aristocratic families and even some casual cultivators.
There are those who buy them secretly and take them home and control them with the Divine Control Pill, or they just imprison them in one place just to give birth to their bloodline.
Although he has been cracking down hard for a while, if there is demand, there will be business.
"I have asked the execution hall to record the list of those people." He would check them one by one. "But Gu Chengshu is still outside. The longevity king's golden back confuses people with his longevity. There are many monks who want to praise him for longevity." Thighs, plus what he said through Rumeng Pavilion, prevent the first and fifteenth day of July, and countless first and fifteenth days in the future from confusing the world. If we want to reverse it, we have to come up with it. There is an absolute reason why they cannot touch Gu Chengshu."
Is the credit for discovering the soul-absorbing demon corpse not an absolute reason?
Wan Linglong was once worried that the Fuyuan Realm would follow in the footsteps of the Western Transmission Realm.
This is not a fear of death, but a fear of atrophy of the spiritual veins.
Once the spiritual veins shrink, no matter how strong the sect's foundation is, it will not be able to survive for many years without external aid.
Something happened in the Xizhuan world, and it was said that there was no foreign aid at all, but that was also false.
At least the Federation has been working hard.
Elders from all parties have also been working hard.
However, no matter how hard the General Alliance tries and no matter how hard the elders try, they cannot force everyone to move out as much of their spiritual stones as possible and send them to the Western World.
The Western World has not been completely destroyed. The three major sects such as the God of War deserve the most credit, but how poor have the three major sects become?
Even the elders and heads of the sect used spiritual stones that had been replaced by the sect's great formation and were almost on the verge of becoming useless stones.
How many of their monks wasted their time when they were able to advance?
How many disciples have not grown up yet, but in various tug-of-wars to defend the city, they have exhausted their energy and strength and become white-haired ghosts who are about to die in the next world?
This is already the case in the Western World. If the Fuyuan World follows suit again...
Wan Linglong never dared to think about the consequences.
It wasn't until the junior sister discovered the reason for the shrinkage of the spiritual veins of the Western World, and broke the most terrifying pressure brought by the devil to the people of the world, that she felt confident and bold enough to fully support the Western World.
Otherwise, she must protect herself as wisely as her master.
From people to all cultivation resources, everything is searched and searched.
People can't bear to part with it, and want to keep it alive to preserve the vitality and resistance of Lingyun Sect when chaos breaks out.
Resources can only be bought in, let alone sold out. This is the foundation of Lingyun Sect's existence.
There are countless leaders in the Thirty-three Realms who think like Master.
When she was the head disciple, she could resist the master, saying that the master did not have the enterprising spirit and was letting Guixiu and Yuegui...
But after becoming the leader, her body is related to the inheritance of Lingyun Sect.
The superiors cannot be sorry to the ancestors of the Ancestral Hall, and the inferiors cannot be sorry to the current and future Lingyun Sect disciples.
Wan Linglong dared to say that the discovery of the soul-absorbing demon corpse was the salvation of everyone in the Thirty-three Realms.
"Senior..." Wan Linglong's eyes were slightly red, "Why is the demon staring at my Chengshu? Isn't it because of the spirit-absorbing demon corpse? Isn't this enough?"
"enough!"
Xiao Yu nodded affirmatively, "All the monks who know the true situation in the Western World, as long as they have a little brain, should know how great Cheng Shu's contribution is. But people in this world, when they think of Buddha and demon, this thing of the heart..., Think more about yourself and less about others.
None of us are saints. Sometimes, even I have uncontrollable and ulterior thoughts. "
The human heart... needs guidance, needs light, needs to be moved...
Otherwise, it may slowly turn into the annoying look it once had when I was young.
"Buddhists have a debate about the Mirror Tower - the mind."
Xiao Yudao: "Firstly, the body is a Bodhi tree, and the mind is like a mirror stand, which must be wiped diligently at all times to prevent dust. Another saying is that the Bodhi tree has no tree, and the mirror is not a stand. There is nothing in the first place, so how can it attract dust. This Of the two, in the eyes of an expert who has achieved enlightenment in life, the latter is the true enlightenment of Buddhism, but in my opinion, the former is more important."
He sighed, "How many truly masterful people are there in this world? Most of them are mediocre, mediocre people who follow the crowd. Everyone's heart should be cleaned diligently, otherwise it will be destroyed. It will be polluted by dirt, obscuring its bright nature.”
In the past, he did not dare to let the world know the cruel truth about the Western World, because even he, the leader of the alliance who persisted in resisting, gradually became desperate.
Despair is contagious.
He desperately and numbly stayed on the Demon Interception Platform, waiting for just one day before he could no longer hold on and fell there.
He is like this, and actually everyone who is guarding there is like this.
But as the strongest people in this world, they cannot retreat.
They are like this, but what about the monks below?
Why are there so many cunning cultivators in the Western World?
Isn't it just because there is no hope, but I still want to live.
Those people... are not good people, but does everyone really deserve to die?
In the Western World, at least ten cultivators repeat themselves every year and eventually fall under the hands of the so-called spiritual masters, or in other words, die with their spiritual masters.
Alliance leader Xiao actually feels sorry for those people.
In this world, dying is easy, but living... is very difficult.
"I mean……"
Xiao Yu took out a photo jade and said, "Announce this first."
"..."
Wan Linglong flashed her spiritual power in her hand and pointed it open.
The photo jade flashed slightly, and the image of meteors and the moon streaking across the sky appeared in the palace.
Meteors and moon monsters fell from the sky one after another with a destructive momentum. They dragged their long spiritual tails and seemed to be able to settle wherever they hit.
The demon-cutting platform floating in the air came head-on, and the seniors who were ready were in various positions, with knives, swords, spears, whips... and other magic weapons coming out.
Every one of them is working hard.
But the meteors and moon are easy to kill if they are too close, but those who are lucky enough to run far away...
Wan Linglong's eyes widened suddenly, and a meteor moon suddenly fell to the ground. The quiet and tense town was shaken for a while. People were running around in panic, but they had not yet escaped a hundred feet from the door. The meteor moon suddenly fell to the ground. stood up.
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By the light of the stars and the moon, she saw the big moon creature smiling contemptuously at the fleeing people, and then slapped it with a palm.
The huge palm covered the entire town, from the white-haired old man to the child who was still in his mother's arms. They all turned into flesh at that moment, and blood flowed out. They merged into a river of blood. Enter the big Yuegui's mouth.
A sword came from the east, and the gray-haired old cultivator desperately slashed hundreds of swords.
Wan Linglong recognized the old cultivator. He was Senior Xi Shipingxi, who was famous all over the world and had presided over several competitions among the thirty-three realms of alchemy cultivators.
She was fortunate enough to participate in a competition. Afterwards, Senior Xi reviewed each of them and taught them the pros and cons of each move on the spot.
That was really beneficial.
By the way, where is Senior Xi?
Thirty-two years ago, his hair was only gray, and it was said that he still had 500 years to live.
"Xi Shiping...,"
Xiao Yu lowered his eyes, "When he fell in this battle, he blew himself up while holding the Big Yuegui. When he blew himself up, his cultivation level had almost fallen to that of Queen Yuan. That day, Lu Jifang also died along with him. , Yu Dayi."
The picture of the photo jade slowly became chaotic, and finally flashed several times during a self-destruction. The foreign war ended. Wan Linglong watched it silently and switched the picture back to the magic intercepting platform. She saw that Xiao Alliance Leader had just The two people mentioned are also gray-haired. They are no longer the main force in the attack. They are more interested in intercepting Meteor Moon and absorbing the spiritual energy that explodes after Meteor Moon's death.
However, there were more and more meteors and moons. In order to prevent them from falling to the ground again, the two seniors also joined the battlefield.
Wan Linglong also saw Ancestor Wushang and Senior Tuhu.
She couldn't fully understand other people's hair, but if she looked carefully at Patriarch Wushang's hair, she could see that it was mostly white instead of mostly black.
Her heart couldn't help but clench into a ball.
"On every first and fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year, a photo jade will be placed at the console of the Demon Interception Platform."
Xiao Yu's voice was low, "It will follow and record our gains and losses, record the trajectory of the meteors and moons as they fall, and record the process of our teammates exhausting everything and eventually falling. Such tragic events...there are almost twenty-one of them."
Lord Huashen Xing, who finally ceased to be born in the world of immortality, was 90% not unable to escape from seclusion, but... died at the Demon Interception Platform. "
His eyes gradually became filled with water.
"These wars cannot be compared with June 15th, which will soon become the day before yesterday."
The war on June 15th was the real war.
If there was no Nine Directions Pivot Formation proposed by Gu Chengshu and Mao Qiaolin, even if the Demon Interception Platform was supplemented with fairy stones, there would be no need for everyone to waste time collecting the spiritual energy balls that Yuegui exploded, and he would still die from exhaustion there.
Xiao Yu took out the photo jade from June 15th, "I want to show these to everyone and let the world know that the proposal to temporarily increase the formation was intercepted by Gu Chengshu on the front line of Luodao City with 'Ambush from Flying Daggers'" A flash of inspiration when killing a ferocious beast.”
Wan Linglong: "..."
She clicked on the last photo jade.
Seeing countless meteors and moon falling like rain, my heart... was in one place from the beginning.
Just when she found it difficult to breathe, streaks of spiritual light rose into the sky, followed by meteors and moons falling in disorder, as if they were driven into the middle.
After a while, Wan Linglong recovered from the shock and said, "I agree!"
Her junior sister is smarter and more capable than she thought, "The photo jade in front can be copied multiple times, let's release it now. The photo jade on June 15th..."
Wan Linglong let out a deep breath and said, "Tomorrow afternoon, the public notices in all the cities and towns in the thirty-three realms will be announced to the world at the same time."
It was a sleepless night.
In all the cities and towns of the Thirty-three Realms, even the monks who had been staying in seclusion were called out by their companions, friends, and family members.
Everyone stood in front of various public notice boards, looking at the picture of the photo jade, motionless.
On the public notice board, the seniors who have long since fallen but have never been known to the world are recorded one by one, from their names to their lives to their deaths.
That night, countless monks stained their clothes with tears.
It was a cruelty they had never known, a protection they had never known. Many people could not wait for the public memorial time announced by the alliance and started to pay their respects first.
