After entering the gate of Zihao Kingdom, the further north he went, the more frightened Tang Bufeng became. When he picked up the sword again, he could not feel that he was relying on his background. He no longer had the thought of holding the sword in his arms and making the world feasible. Due to the temperament of the Ruan family leader, after entering the Zihao Kingdom, he rarely looked around. Most of the time, he frowned and looked north with a worried face.
Among the three, only Shen Jie was the most leisurely and contented. Although demons were rampant all the way, he did not forget to pick up two volumes of books after taking action. According to his own words, opening the books was beneficial, and knowledge cannot be acquired overnight. , used in odd moments, taking a break from busy work, is the most enjoyable, so it often makes Tang Bufeng, who has a grudge, make fun of him, but he never takes it to heart. He still has the attitude of a down-and-out scholar who wants peace of mind, which makes Tang Bufeng The sarcasm that Bu Feng worked so hard to create was in vain. He punched the water but the water flowed by itself, leaving him feeling empty and depressed.
Before entering the country, the three of them did not know that there were already so many evil spirits in Zihao. Except that Sun Shenjie used his strength to destroy thousands of demons in the clouds, they never thought that the northern territory of Zihao was already full of evil spirits and demons. , the cities and villages encountered along the way have all been poisoned to some extent. The city walls are dilapidated and desolate, and even on the city walls, there are many cracks. It seems that they have been crushed by the majestic force; there are even more cracks in the villages. Countless Bai Ling, every family is inevitable.
"The Zihao catastrophe is still much worse than that of the previous Qi, but for some reason I haven't seen any action from the Xian family along the way. If this continues, I'm afraid within a few months, the northern border of Zihao will turn into a desolate and ruined place where demons and monsters are entrenched. It makes sense." Tang Bufeng frowned, turned to Shen Jie and said, "Brother Shen has a superb realm, have you ever heard of the rumors, why is this Zihao cultivator so reluctant to take action?"
Shen Jie closed the scroll, sat cross-legged on the picture, and thought about it for a while, feeling a little embarrassed, "I have lived in Mocheng for a long time, but this time I came back to see the world for the first time. I really don't know the situation in Zihao." Many people are not familiar with the cultivators in this realm, and they have never heard of the rumors. However, if asked why they are unwilling to take action, Shen can probably guess a little bit. All cultivators cherish their lives the most, and even more There is no benefit to getting up early, and there is no benefit, so why bother to take action on your own. What's more, the evil spirits are raging now, and the state is not low. If you want to get rid of them once and for all, how can it be an easy task? For those practitioners, there will be no harm at all. If you make a profit, how can you engage in a business like slaying demons and slaying demons, which sounds righteous but is actually a loss-making business?"
Tang Bufeng frowned and said, "People on the mountain have never thought that if all life in the world is in ruins and evil spirits are rampant, can they really be alone and detached from the world? If the country is not peaceful and the people are not living, even if they have enough to live for a thousand years, Realm and longevity, so what?"
"That's true, but who wants to be the first to take action?" Shen Jie had no choice but to look at the dilapidated scene of the official road near the city gate and the blood that had not yet dried up. There is a clear distinction between them. One is seeking immortality or reaching the top, while the other is worrying about family affairs and national affairs. They are two completely different people living in the same life. There is no reason to act generously. Even if a country collapses, most of them will die. It has never been implicated in the immortal family. Ordinary people are ordinary people after all, how can there be living gods who work hard to save all living beings."
Ruan Qiubai listened quietly to the words of the two people from beginning to end. His face was calm and he couldn't tell what he was thinking. He only occasionally caught a glimpse of the city gate towers on the road that were destroyed by evil spirits, and his expression was slightly sad. The raging evil spirits that the immortal family dare not deal with first. For ordinary people, even if they are wearing armor and holding sharp weapons, how can they stop the numerous ferocious evil spirits with their mortal bodies? The cracked iron armor seen along the way is mostly stained with blood, but the bones are not However, I don’t know whether it was for the demons to feed on, or whether it was eliminated by secret means, but the bones were never seen.
"Let's go into the city and have a look. If there are a few survivors left and we can rescue them, it will feel a little better," the head of the Ruan family stroked the yellow rouge horse's mane, loosened the reins and thought to himself, "Although there has never been such a force to calm down the evil spirits. His abilities are frightening, so he always wants to do something to calm his mind, what do you think, Mr. Tang?"
"My daughter-in-law's words are certainly reasonable." Tang Bufeng drew his knife and reined in the bad horse, "If you ask me to enter the three realms, let alone enter the city, and kill myself in Daze, the northern border, you will not be here." Having said that, this sword has cut down countless horse thieves, bandits, and strongmen, and even compared with Brother Yun's sword, it has never killed two demons."
Shen Jie chuckled and glanced at Tang Shaoxia with a slight disdain. Then, regardless of the latter's blushing face, he sat on the hanging scroll and walked slowly towards the city.
At present, most of the walls of this large city have been destroyed. The base of the wall, which was originally made of copper and iron, has countless claw marks, which look like being chopped by knives and axes. It is shocking to see it. The plaques on the city towers have all been broken off. , it’s hard to name, its desolation and desolation are better than the city gates in front of us, but the blood on the city gates can give a glimpse of how miserable the death battles were in the past.
"You guys are coming from a foreign land. You'd better return quickly. If you provoke a demon, I'll run out of lamps and oil and can't take care of you. Just leave as soon as possible." There was only an old man sitting on the city gate. After settling down, he struggled to open his eyes and looked down at the city. His expression was tired, and blood had already spread on his green shirt, but the original color could still be vaguely seen on his chest.
"Old man, I and a few others rushed here to save people. Even though our cultivation is low, we still have to do our best. Even if we can't kill a few evil spirits, saving people's lives will still make us sad. I feel less guilty." Tang Bufeng was about to speak, but was stopped by Shen Jie, and he took a step forward and said slowly.
The old man in green shirt looked at the people below the city, laughed loudly and said, "Two of the two are in the second realm, one has not yet touched the threshold of the fourth realm, and his internal energy cultivation is even shallower. In the Zihao North realm now, it is very rare to save one's life, and Why feel guilty? Even though you have intentions, you still have to weigh your abilities. Only the three of you can afford to provoke this evil spirit. But since you have such thoughts, the master who is more sanctimonious than you in the mountain sect, but It’s going to be a lot better, so it’s better to go quickly and don’t hurt your life.”
Shen Jie's face was calm, and he looked directly at the old man in green shirt on the top of the city. He pinched his fingers without leaving any trace, "Let's not tolerate the rudeness of this junior and say something casually. The old man's appearance is not like that of a righteous person."
Before leaving Mocheng, Nie Changfeng had already taught him all about Qi gathering skills. Although this method of gathering Qi is not a mysterious method, and it is not like touching bones to see if there are many taboos, but the better is that the mind becomes clearer and the observation becomes clearer. The more accurate it is to look at the season; if a child practices this technique, he can see through the practice of others at a glance. Those who are right and wrong, those with overwhelming blood energy, must rely on living beings to nourish their energy, those who are violent and unbridled, and those with extremely strong evil spirits, and those with green energy lingering all over their bodies, are Step by step, you will achieve a certain state through hard work.
Shen Jie entered the spiritual practice very late, not as good as Ruan Qiubai. In terms of the age when he entered Taoism, he was still much later than Tang Bufeng. However, after being in Mocheng for a long time, he only had books and knowledge in his eyes. The Pure Child Lingtai has never been stained. Qi Kung Fu naturally comes naturally, and it can be cultivated very quickly. Now looking at the old man with fluttering blue shirt, he found that the evil aura behind him was extremely strong. It was obvious that he had cultivated heretical practices, and his murderous crimes were extremely serious. He couldn't help but feel cold at the words.
"You do have some tricks up your sleeve," the old man raised his eyebrows, stood up, and stood with his hands behind his back. "I don't remember saying that I cultivated the right way and the evil way. Moreover, I claimed to be from the right way. Now I'm like a big rat meeting a raccoon slave. Snakes, the two trembled and cowered into the top of the mountain. They closed the door and ignored the water and fire below. Although I practiced an evil way, I guarded the city here for several months and killed more than tens of millions of evil spirits. Is the evil way the right way? Dare I ask? Fellow Taoist, who is evil and who is righteous?"
"Are the people in the city still there?" Shen Jie did not answer, but changed the topic.
"In a few months, the city gate was breached sixteen times. All three thousand defenders were killed in battle. No bones were left. There were no intact eggs under the overturned nest." The old man sighed.
"In this case, there is only an empty city, why should seniors defend it anymore." Tang Bufeng couldn't bear his temper after all, and interrupted from the side, which immediately attracted Shen Jie's glare.
The old man in green and red clothes was in a trance, closed his eyes for a long time, and then slowly responded, "It is indeed an empty city. In the past, Langcang City, which was known as the northern border of Zihao, was as solid as cast iron. It could withstand Da Qi's heavy offensive with thousands of people. Now, under the influence of demons and evil spirits, it has become an empty city. It is because of my incompetence. When I was young, I killed countless lives in order to cultivate the great road. I always felt that no matter whether it is right or wrong, man can conquer nature, but I have yet to see the five realms. "
"Looking for another way, I have lived in seclusion in this city for decades. I have never cultivated the Tao, but I have become more and more familiar with the people in the city. I have opened teahouses and restaurants, and have read scriptures and stories. It is not slower than the evil way." The old man in green shirt. He half-squinted his eyes and smiled for no reason, "Before you babies were born, I was already quite famous in Langcang City. No matter which family there was a happy event in, everyone had to be invited. I came here to drink some drinks for nothing, but as the days went by, my thoughts about entering the Five Realms became lighter, but now it seems that it was indeed a miscalculation."
Shen Jie suddenly rose into the sky, only to see a dark torrent coming from the end of the north land. The edge could not be seen. It was like the night covering the stars, and the sea tides flowing in thousands, destroying the city and overwhelming the sky, inexhaustible.
The old man continued to talk to himself, "After months of fighting, I feel that the five realms are very close at hand. I never suffer losses, but if I can exchange these five realms for Langcang City, it will be a very profitable deal."
"When an orange grows in the south, it becomes an orange. But if the roots are moved to the north, then the north becomes my hometown. Only after living for three decades can you realize that your home is where you feel at ease. It doesn't matter how high the leaves grow."
The old man in green shirt took a step into the air, and saw that in the rushing black tide, his scales were shining, like the water vat in his small courtyard in the city. It was approaching sunset, the water was sparkling, and there were children outside the courtyard to catch and weave, and the long street Above, the girl's extremely delicious rouge and the taste of a bowl of bean soup in the stall owner's hand slowly flowed into her dream.
Langcang City, together with the tide monsters, sank into the earth. Thousands of miles apart, you can see that there are thousands of streams of light pulling up earth and rocks in the mid-air, and there are old men who have exhausted their cultivation life, but they are actually locking away the ten thousand monsters with their last breath. Evil spirits are sealed into the earth.
Today there is no langcang in Zihao, and there is no more green shirt in the city.
