The next day. Lan
It's slightly bright.
Mu Qingsi's voice came from the courtyard. She was teaching Yu Wen Qingxiu the body tempering technique, with a very stern look on her face. And Yu Wenxiu also had a serious face and practiced steadily. Mu Qingsi looked pale and secretly took a healing pill. Continue to teach your daughter harshly.
west.
Shuanglong Mountain is named after the undulating mountains resemble two crouching dragons.
There is a solitary grave halfway up the mountain.
There is a man sitting in front of the solitary grave, holding a sword in his arms and carrying a sword box behind him.
There is a line of words engraved on the tombstone of the solitary grave. Lan
The tomb of his beloved wife Qiyao.
He is Wu Buhuan, the Drunken Sword Immortal. Qi Yao died in a battle with the demon clan five years ago. Drunken Sword Immortal buried Qi Yao here and never left again. Get up and practice swordplay every day, sit down and hold the sword, and lie down with your sword on your back.
At this time, there was actually a trace of sharpness on his body.
The sky is misty.
On the official road in the Central Plains, a meandering motorcade is moving forward.
This is the caravan, leaving Yao City and traveling through the wilderness. In the mist and morning light of early spring, we walked towards the distant city. In the era after the spiritual energy is exhausted, everything becomes difficult and slow.
The road is not smooth, even the official road. Three days after leaving Yaocheng, the terrain began to become rough. He must ride a horse for free and walk beside the convoy. He was escorting one of the countless caravans as a bodyguard. He is not really a bodyguard, he is traveling around the Central Plains, sometimes walking in various identities. Only this time it was as a bodyguard. Lan
He is asking!
The disappearance of the way of heaven and the exhaustion of spiritual energy are not only a catastrophe for the noble sect, but also a catastrophe for the devil. In fact, it is a catastrophe for the entire Tianxuan, whether it is humans, monsters, beasts, or even vegetation.
He is searching for the path, and he is also searching for the direction of the human race, and even more so, he is searching for the direction of the demonic path.
It's just that I feel more confused and hesitant.
"How long does it take to reach Loucheng?" Someone was talking next to me.
"It's far away!" Another person replied: "But across this mountain, there is a town called Shuanglong Town, where we can repair it."
At this time, they had already followed the winding mountain road, bypassed the side of the mountain, and began to go down the mountain. Xu Wuwen looked up at Shuanglong Mountain, which looked like two crouching dragons in the distance, and knew that Shuanglong Town was at the foot of Shuanglong Mountain. Lan
Now that he has no magical powers, his perfect cultivation as a god has no sense of security in this era. Because once a group comes up, they will only be beaten to death. Therefore, in the past twenty years, since he started traveling in the Central Plains, drawing swords at every turn, he has reached the current level of peace. It's not that he likes peace by nature, but he wants to avoid trouble. Avoid frequently interfering with his quest.
But twenty years of searching made him gradually despair. At first, he believed that the depletion of spiritual energy must be short-lived, and he was secretly happy in his heart.
Because the way of heaven disappeared and spiritual energy dried up, the gap between him and the tribulation cultivators was greatly reduced. And this gap can be smoothed out or even surpassed by taking advantage of the number of people.
For example, if he gathered a party and brought thousands of people with him, even Shi Kaitian, he firmly believed that he could besiege him to death. But he didn't do that. As a top figure in the magic way, he knew that the more the world changes, the more excited his mind is, the more he should not make a decision, because the decision at that time is not rational. , is emotional, and the result will not be good. So, he decided to travel and observe.
Then he saw that the Central Plains was in chaos, with forces from all sides rising together, and even the Tianmeng could not suppress them. Moreover, countless forces combined vertically and horizontally to threaten the four major sects.
How can the four major sects allow this threat to exist?
Then a more grand and cruel war began. And even if the four major sects were defeated, they would not be able to spread the battlefield to the entire Central Plains. In fact, this grand and cruel war was only limited to the vast areas surrounding the four major sects. Outside these four vast areas, there are even more vast worlds. In the era before the spiritual energy was exhausted, these worlds were naturally under the jurisdiction of the Tianmeng Alliance and feared the four major sects. But now is the era of spiritual energy exhaustion, and these vast places are beyond the reach of the four major sects. Lan
As a result, there was no Tianmeng in this vast area, and no threat from the four major sects. They began to grow wildly, gaining momentum, and conquered each other. Everywhere was a battlefield, and the sky was full of wars.
He has seen demonic monks participating in these forces, he has also seen demonic monks leading a group of forces, and he has even seen countless demonic monks gathering together to revive the demonic way, and so on.
At the beginning, when he saw this, he was still vaguely excited. He paid attention to these demonic forces and hoped that they would succeed, even if they only occupied a small corner, established their own base, and then expanded to the surrounding areas.
But the result disappointed him. He didn't see a single demonic monk's power succeed, and they all disappeared in the rolling river. He didn't take action, just watched, and the more he saw, the colder his heart became.
But also hesitant!
get lost!
The caravan entered Shuanglong Town at dusk and had to eat for free and stroll on the only street in the town. He developed a habit of observing as much as possible wherever he went. Lan
right!
Just observing, not participating.
Therefore, no matter how big or small things happened in the past twenty years, he just watched and never participated. But the more he watched, the more confused he became. As he walked on the street, he felt depressed.
Suddenly there was a cry in front of him. Xu Wuhan was slightly refreshed and walked towards the other side. He wanted to watch.
That was in front of a medical clinic. Since the advent of the era of spiritual energy depletion, such mortal medical clinics have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain. It has become a means of livelihood for many alchemists. After he came to the crowd, he saw a woman kneeling on the ground, crying towards the medical center, and lying on the ground next to her was a young man, with a pale face and closed eyes, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
No doctor appeared in front of the medical clinic, but an apprentice blocked the door. He scolded with a cold face:
"Old Chang's family, you still owe your husband's medical fees. Our husband has spoken. If you don't have money, you can't come in. Leave quickly and don't block the door here."
"Little sir, please..."
"roll roll roll……"
Xu Wuwen suddenly felt something in his heart, perhaps because he was still thinking about it. After watching from the sidelines for the past twenty years, an impulse to participate suddenly arose in his heart.
He still didn't move.
He is a calm person. At this moment, he does not want to get involved immediately, although it is just to help a weak person and there is no danger at all. But the first thing he did was reflect.
Why do you have this impulse?
He was a wise man, and he understood the fundamentals after just a little thought. Lan
I was holding it in too much.
Any person like him who has a strong ability, but always holds back on not participating in anything, and holds on for twenty years, is the moment when everyone will be impulsive. This is him. Because he practices the devil's way, he has become accustomed to suppressing his own demonic thoughts. Once this habit is formed, he will become accustomed to suppressing everything, including his own impulses. If it were anyone else, he would have been impulsive.
Now that he had figured everything out, he no longer hesitated. He stepped forward, walked out of the crowd, and squatted next to the young man. He did not use his consciousness to explore, but put his fingers on the young man's wrist. As a great monk, he has an extremely profound understanding of the human body, and diagnosing the pulse is a pediatrician.
The crying woman suddenly stopped and looked at Xu Wuwai expectantly. The apprentice at the door curled his lips and had a gloomy look on his face, but he didn't make a sound.
After Xu took a pulse for a while for free, he realized that it was not an incurable disease. The incurable problem was not the disease, but poverty.
He raised his head and glanced at the woman's expectant eyes, and said gently: "It's okay."
Then he got up and walked towards the medical center and said to the apprentice: "Do they sell medicine here?" Lan
"Sell!" The apprentice was faced with having to pay for nothing. Feeling the pressure in his heart, he didn't dare to stab him.
Xu walked into the hospital for free, and soon walked out with six medicine bags, handed them to the woman and said, "Take these six medicines, and the patient will be cured."
"Bang bang bang..." The woman kowtowed and cried, "Thank you so much, my benefactor. Thank you so much."
Xu took a free look at the woman's thin figure, then looked at the tall young man lying on the ground, and sighed, help others to the end. Then he leaned over and carried the young man on his back:
"Let's go!"
"oh oh!"
The woman hurriedly got up from the ground and ran ahead to lead the way free of charge. There was a discussion behind them: Lan
"What a good man!"
"There are not many good people left in this world."
"…………"
When he arrived at the woman's house, he put the young man on the bed. On another bed, he saw a young man lying there, his face pale. Although he was awake, he was very weak. He wanted to struggle to sit up, but a layer of sweat broke out on his forehead and he didn't struggle.
Xu walked over for free, patted him, and signaled him not to move. Then he placed his fingers on his wrist veins. After a moment, he said to him:
"You only need to rest for half a month and you will recover."
"Sir..." Lan
The woman chirped to the side and told the story. The man's face was full of gratitude: "Help me up, I want to kowtow to my benefactor."
Xu waved his hand freely, turned and left, and the man's voice sounded behind him: "Where does Mr. live? When I get better, I am willing to follow Mr., the villain was also in the foundation building period..."
Xu Wuwen didn't respond, and walked all the way back to the inn where the caravan lived, returned to his room, sat cross-legged on the bed, and thought silently.
Now is an era when people are in dire straits, and hunger is the main theme throughout the Central Plains. If a person is starved to the point of death, anything can drive him out.
I just helped one person in a small way. They were not on the verge of starving to death, but they were extremely poor. When they encountered a straw, they had to grab it and want to follow me. ,
He is the last glimmer of hope in their hearts.
hope! Lan
Everyone has hope in their hearts, or they have hopes buried deep in their hearts and have to succumb to reality. This hope is a spark. Once the hope buried deep in these people's hearts is ignited, it can start a prairie fire.
Is this hope the direction of the human race?
Is this hope the direction of magic?
Immortality and magic, which one is right or wrong?
Immortal Dao must be wrong.
The Immortal Way has always occupied the mainstream of the human race and suppressed the Demonic Way. But what is the result?
The way of heaven disappears and spiritual energy dries up. Lan
This is the punishment of heaven to the human race and the punishment of immortality.
The demonic path is the future of the human race and the direction that the human race should take.
The immortal way kills evil, why should we kill evil?
He began to recall the many discussions he had with immortal monks before his master died and before the conflict between immortals and demons. Then combined with the secrets of magic, we began to deduce and summarize.
Dawn the next day.
He sat on the horse, still thinking. The convoy gradually moved away from Shuanglong Town and Shuanglong Mountain.
Halfway up the mountainside of Shuanglong Mountain. Lan
In front of a lonely grave.
If someone looked at it now, they would have a very strange feeling. Obviously, I saw a person sitting there, but I had a feeling that there was no one there, only a Chongxiao sword.
"laugh……"
There was a slight crack around the body of Drunken Sword Immortal, which was cut by the sword energy.
Thousands of sword energies were withdrawn.
Drunken Sword Immortal opened his eyes, sharp as a sword.
"This kind of sword... comes from the heart, so let's call it the Heart Sword." Lan
Xu spent three days in a daze, and his eyes gradually became brighter, like torches. A man on the side finally saw the changes in Xu Wuwei and breathed a sigh of relief:
"Brother Xu, what's wrong with you these days?"
A gentle smile appeared on Xu Wuwei's face: "I figured something out."
"What do you want to understand?" Several people around him came and went.
Amidst the sound of horse hoofbeats, Xu Wuwen's voice sounded: "It's only been twenty years since the spiritual energy has dried up. Everyone must have not forgotten the dispute between the immortal way and the demonic way, right?"
"Of course I won't forget it." Everyone shook their heads.
"Then do you know what the Immortal Way and the Demonic Way are fighting over?" Lan
"Aren't the demons selfish, greedy, and dehumanizing? Aren't the immortals going to do justice for heaven?"
"You're a god damn man." Another man laughed and scolded: "Whether it's the immortal way or the demonic way, it's all about finding a way for the human race. It's just that the directions of the immortal way and the demonic way are different. And the demonic monks are indeed because of The reason for practicing the exercises is that inner demons breed in the heart, and there are problems with one's character and methods of doing things, which leads to the conflict between the immortal way and the demonic way. Brother Xu, am I right?"
Xu Wuwei had a gentle look and a deep voice: "Actually, since the spiritual energy dried up, I have been traveling around the world for the past twenty years, thinking about the cause of this catastrophe and the future direction of our human race."
The gentle face, rich voice, and ups and downs of the tone attracted the people around him unknowingly, and their eyes focused on Xu Wuwei. Some even asked:
"Brother Xu, have you figured it out?"
"Well, come up with something and share it with your brothers and sisters today."
