Connecting to Taiyi Valley in Tianling Mountain, Jin Sansheng woke up from his trance. ..According to the season, it should have been bright and sunny in spring, with birds singing and flowers fragrant, but the sky was shrouded in thick smoke and dust, leaving only midwinter in all seasons, with raging cold winds and no daylight. How long will these days last?
He gently stroked the flying sword on his knee, thoughtfully.
A two-foot-seven-inch flying sword, hidden in a sheath, does not reveal its edge. This sword was given to him by Master Ruan himself, and he was told to refine it with all his heart and never let down the legacy of his ancestor. It is said that swords are easy to obtain, but flying swords are hard to find. Sword masters choose swords, and flying swords also choose masters. The more powerful the flying sword, the more picky it is about the choice of master. Fortunately, Master Ruan solemnly handed down this flying sword that matched him perfectly. It could even be said to be a natural fit. When refining it, he could follow his heart's desire and nothing would go wrong.
But there was always some vague regret in his heart, as if something was missing.
Master Ruan cultivated him with all his strength, and the elixir from Dongming City was delivered to him like a stream of water. Jin Sansheng was forced by the power of the medicine to run all the way, making rapid progress, and successfully broke through the Jianqi Pass. Without waiting for his cultivation to be slightly consolidated, he advanced towards the Jiansi Pass. . Jin Sansheng vaguely felt that there was not much time left for him. There were many things that Master Ruan did not say explicitly, but he could feel it.
The ground cracked across the Kunlun Mountains, and the Six Stars of the South Dipper fell from the sky. The world was devastated and people were in dire straits. His premonition was confirmed.
Jin Sansheng put the flying sword into his pouch, stood up and left Taiyi Valley, followed the mountain road out of Jietian Ridge, and went straight to Scarlet Star City.
He studied under Kunlun and was a disciple of the elders. He was a first-class figure in any way, but Jin Sansheng didn't like Dongming City. Perhaps because of his step-by-step journey from the bottom to where he is today, he has a natural affinity for mortals. Dealing with "similar people" who are above him is actually a burden. Although during those days in the cabinet, he was good at dancing, able to hide his emotions very well, and he was able to hide his emotions very well, but deep down in his heart, he preferred to wander around the streets and alleys of Red Star City, taste worldly food, and chat with mortals.
Such opportunities are becoming less and less. Worry, panic, anxiety, madness, and negative emotions permeate every corner of the city. The hypocritical mask of warmth is torn off, and the fragility and selfishness of the human heart are exposed, which makes him regretful.
There is no joy in life, no fear in death. Life is a gift from God. It is a joy to receive it, but there is no need to miss it if it is lost. Being able to visit this world is a kind of luck, and witnessing the end of the world with one's own eyes is even more lucky. Lucky.
Under the dark sky, the streets were deserted, candlelight shimmered, and the city cast a thick shadow. Jin Sansheng walked for a while and felt extremely shabby. He turned his legs and turned into the Xingfu Restaurant where he often went. The shopkeeper's surname was Yang. When he saw a regular customer, his face was full of smiles. He happily welcomed him in, served him good wine and delicious food, and asked around and over again when this disaster would be over.
Cultivation in the mountains was very difficult, so every few months Jin Sansheng would go to Chixing City to take a walk to relax, drink a few glasses of light wine at Xingfu Restaurant, and eat two bites of human fireworks, just to remember the past and not forget his origins. After going back and forth, he became familiar with the shopkeeper. Shopkeeper Yang knew that he was a monk from Dongming City, so he specially reserved a seat for him, and served him with extra care. He gained a lot of money, and thus formed a good relationship with Jin Sansheng.
Jin Sansheng looked at him for a long time and then said: "This restaurant of yours still has gold and silver. If you can, do it as soon as possible. Let's replace it with dry food that can withstand hunger and is easy to carry..."
The smile froze on Shopkeeper Yang's face. The immortal master was hinting to him that natural disasters would continue until the end of the world, and property and assets would become worthless in the near future. If you have a mouth to eat, stay alive and save your life. That's the most important thing.
"Are you going to do this..." His voice was trembling, his heart was bleeding, and his loss and frustration were palpable.
Jin Sansheng drank the wine in his glass, leaving a piece of gold behind and drifted away without saying anything more. Shopkeeper Yang of Xingfu Restaurant has all his words and feelings here.
He was walking alone on the streets of Scarlet Star City, feeling nostalgic and regretful. It was a wonderful feeling. He was saying goodbye to this city, and also to a part of his past. He had a strong feeling that this journey would be a disaster. , will never come back.
Jin Sansheng spent a day and a night visiting every corner of Scarlet Star City. He recalled that when he first came here, Erya threw him a bunch of copper coins. He happily picked them up and bought four large solid steamed buns, which he ate. I was full, drank half a bucket of sweet well water, and spent my first day curled up on a roof sheltered from the wind.
That scene was like a dream.
Early the next morning, covered with wind and frost, he returned to Taiyi Valley in Jietian Ridge to practice Qingming Jue in seclusion.
During the period of seclusion in Jinsan Province, Wei Shiqi returned to Dongming City.
On the way back, he weighed the pros and cons, thought over and over again, and came up with a preliminary idea for the future. As for whether he could turn the tide, he was not sure, so he could only do his best and listen to fate.
With things in order, Wei Shiqi first went to Taiyi Valley to meet with Ruan Jing and asked about the current situation of Jin Sansheng. Qin Zhen brought his oral message back to Taiyi Valley. Ruan Jing immediately guessed his intentions and handed the Demon Refining Sword to Jin Sansheng to train the sword spirit at all costs. This was obviously his plan to rebuild the Demon Suppressing Tower. , she immediately spared no effort to urge Jin Sansheng to practice the Qingming Jue, and make brave and diligent progress. Even if the foundation is not solid enough, he must pass the test in the shortest time.
What is surprising, but also reasonable, is that Jin Sansheng's cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, but every step he took was steady and he didn't miss anything at all.
The flag-bearer who was the strategist back then has now become a pawn at the mercy of others. What will Jin Sansheng think one day when he remembers his past?
Wei Shiqi lowered his head and pondered for a moment, and told Ruan Jing that there was not much time left. Whether they could save this world and maintain it together with Jin Sansheng, the Demon Suppressing Tower reappeared in the world, and the Mountain and River Yuanqi Lock extracted the demon essence to feed the world, was their only hope. If things go wrong, they can only leave the whole world behind and escape alone.
This was the first time Wei Shiqi had confessed his plans to her. Guessing what he was thinking and hearing him say it himself were completely different things. Has the situation really collapsed to the point of no return? Ruan Jing was at a loss. She suddenly remembered her biological mother, the First Poor Sky Fox and the Sky Demon Ruan Qing. Back then, in order to save the people who were determined to follow her, she threw herself into the Demon Suppression Tower, gave back the demon essence to the world, and never came out again. Is all this worth it?
Wei Shiqi touched her head and comforted her: "No matter what, this is the best ending, isn't it?"
Ruan Jing grabbed his hand, pressed it against her face, pushed him, and asked him to go about his business. The days were long and she didn't need comfort. Wei Shiqi smiled "haha", put aside all his thoughts, with his sleeves fluttering, walked into Dongming City through the air, talked to Qin Zhen and Chu Ge successively, and secretly made up his mind.
The real waterfall sword of Mobei, the cave sky to the treasure ghost city, and Dongming City are enough to leave the seeds of this world and save hope until the last moment.
