Contrary to the green everywhere when we arrived, there was a vague sense of vitality all around, dead trees were everywhere, and the narrow official road in front of us looked like no one had walked on it for a long time.
Gu Beiqing walked slowly along the official road, but his hand tightened on the hilt of the sword. Not far away, something contaminated with demonic energy was about to move, but it was limited to this, as if it was fearing something.
Not far away, Gu Beiqing saw a city. When I walked in, I found that it was deserted. Gu Beiqing stared at the name of the city engraved on the city wall and pursed her lips.
——Qing Yan
It is the small city closest to Yunxiao Sect, so it naturally receives the most protection from Yunxiao Sect. Gu Beiqing has only been there a few times, but he remembers it very well. The waiter at the sesame cake shop in the west of the city always greets customers with a smile and calls him "Xianjun". The powdered powder in the east of the city is the most popular among girls. The various shops on the street seem to never close, just like the candied haws on the bridge are always open. Nothing less. People were talking and laughing, and there were fireworks everywhere.
What touched was Gu Beiqing's heart.
However, at this moment, the once bustling and bustling streets were filled with dust and dead leaves, with carts upside down and bones stacked one on top of another. In a daze, Gu Beiqing seemed to still be able to smell the scent of rouge, and he seemed to be able to see the windmill spinning on the candied haws.
When something he really liked appeared in front of his eyes like this, Gu Beiqing didn't know if he could still calm down.
Oddly enough, Gu Beiqing doesn't think he's a good person, and thinks he can use any means for profit. But when the old lady by the city was in a hurry, he would help catch the cat in the tree. When the couple who had never met before cried and begged him, he would also bring back the lost daughter. Gu Beiqing sometimes even felt that he had given the remaining tenderness in his heart to this small town, and he hoped that it would be like a river to Qing Haiyan.
Gu Beiqing didn't know how he walked across this land he loved most. Slowly, he discovered that there were Yunxiao Sect disciples lying on the ground. The school uniforms made of special materials had not yet rotted. There were disciple swords scattered on the ground in twos and threes. It has long been covered in dust.
After passing through Qingyan City, three to five miles further is the mountain road to the sect.
It seemed that it had not been taken care of for a long time, and the branches on the roadside were not beautiful and were somewhat blocking the road.
Gu Beiqing's expression became worse and worse.
Somewhat unexpectedly, Gu Beiqing climbed up the stairs and didn't see any corpses. This shows that at least some people in Yunxiao Sect survived after this catastrophe.
As for why it looks the same as Qingyan City now, you have to enter the sect to know.
Gu Beiqing originally thought that there were at least some disciples. But what caught his eyes was an entire empty sect.
Gu Beiqing went directly to the library.
The latest volume of records is from the 29th year of Tianan.
. . . . . . Gu Beiqing had never heard of it.
When I found the current volume, it was at least 270 years ago.
Everything that happened during these three hundred years was recorded in the Chronicles. It didn't seem like a big deal, but in a short period of time the whole family was wiped out, even the small town at the foot of the mountain was not spared.
What happened in just three hundred years.
Gu Beiqing stood on the top of the peak and used his spiritual sense to explore. Although the scope is not wide, it is true that wherever the spiritual consciousness goes, there is no life.
Is it not just here that something happened?
Gu Beiqing immediately drew the teleportation array and went to Su Shui Town.
Sure enough, places that were once full of spiritual energy not only had their spiritual energy exhausted, but even mortals could no longer survive. The continent seems to be in death.
Gu Beiqing felt more and more uncomfortable. After all, he had been alone in this future for so long.
After much deliberation, Gu Beiqing decided to go to the library to write down some of the things that happened over the years. Since it was three hundred years later, it would be good to be able to predict some things.
Turning over and over, Gu Beiqing was a little confused. Didn't he do anything for so many years? There was no record of anything about him in the minutes, as if someone had deliberately erased them.
A long time ago, Su Yuning asked Su Yanxi, "Sister, what does it feel like to like someone."
