Shepherding Humanity - Chapter 221
[Chapter 214]
The age of mythology has come to an end, and she is just going to witness the last thing and come to an end with it.
At this time, the mood was a little happy and relaxed, but also a little complicated. Dao Changsheng was not dead, but Qingdi died and Duantiandi died, which touched her a lot.
She wears the image of a girl in ancient costume with a long sword in blue clothes, and gradually falls into the mortal world, walking on the streets of ancient mountains and rivers.
“There is no god in the mortal world, and I don’t know how the future era will change?” She opened her eyes wide and looked around. “Their cultivation speed is too slow.”
She walked through towns and saw knights and knights. Some even stood on the city walls and competed. Countless people were watching. She continued to move forward, and suddenly saw the students of Confucian alchemists in a small place, standing on the mountains and rivers, together. Build an extremely rudimentary hot air balloon, and cheers.
“Okay, make it bigger, it can let us fly into the sky!”
“Heaven, is there really a heaven?”
“I don’t know the heavens, but there must be stars! We can go to the sky to pick the stars and prove our ability for us Confucian alchemists.”
“A few years ago, when the meteors fell from the sky, countless people went there, and a hero picked up the stars from the sky and used the stars to fall into the iron, and made them into a well-known peerless magic weapon on the rivers and lakes – the sword that avoids demons, which can slay demons.”
“There are evil spirits in Yunshan Daze, and our townspeople often enter, bewildered by the evil spirits, and disappear. If we can have a treasure, we will not be weaker than those warriors! We can enter to conquer the demons!”
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She continued to walk, walking through small towns.
Seeing the knights in blue shirts walking around the world with swords, they are extremely unrestrained.
In the lower realm, the current line of Fa-cultivation is too weak, and physical cultivation has a huge advantage.
“It’s only been more than 150 years, and the world has changed…” She walked on the ground, and she felt a little lonely.
In this era, the most painful are the demon clan.
The demon clan is the wisdom of all creatures in the world, and now in this environment, it is difficult to transform and completely extinct.
On the contrary, the ancients are better than the demons. The ancients are descendants of ancient gods. They are already huge and strangely shaped. They are called demons. In the great lake, resist those knights who subdue demons and exorcise demons.
But now the barbarian witch family, burly people with tall horses and big horses, were driven out of the fortress, grazing grasslands, and became a barbarian country by themselves, called barbarians.
“The other three clans have their own survival, is there really no demon clan?” After all, she is a part of the demon clan, and belongs to the same clan as Qinglian. Once Qinglian dies, she is the complete demon ancestor, and the revival of the demon clan falls on him. on top of the head.
She was a little confused and kept walking around the earth.
Another day, a terrifying news resounded throughout the world. The god of martial arts, Duan Qianyu, broke through the Purple Palace and entered the palace with one sword and one sword. .
“I am a land god, and I should open the door and establish a school.” Duan Qianyu announced to the world, “In ancient times, Jianmu was the ancestor of the world’s spiritual roots. It was broken and left on the earth. I was fortunate to have a branch and planted it as a ‘ginseng fruit tree’. In the courtyard, the fruits are continuously condensed, and the cultivation has reached this point. Anyone who is destined in the world can come to worship me as a teacher!”
In the imperial court, countless great Confucians were in grief and indignation.
“Have no shame, claiming to be a god?”
“The power of a warrior, one person is the enemy of the country, how can it be good?”
The warriors are rampant, and no one can contain them.
And these Confucian scholars, who are local officials, need the worship of the people at dawn, they are all for the sake of the people, they all cultivate in an upright manner, and absorb the incense of the local people.
After all, no matter how many mortals have aura, they are too weak to gather together, and their entry is slow.
“These are really sad times.”
Qingteng showed a faint calm, and continued to stride forward. She wanted to see more of the world and taste the delicious plants in this world before she died of old age. This was her original intention.
On this day, she passed a barren village in a gloomy weather,
Suddenly feeling, faith suddenly moved.
It smells like a monster!
“How can there be monsters in this mortal world? Without strong people, there is no rich energy nourishment from the inner world, and living beings should no longer have the opportunity to develop wisdom.”
She stopped and slowly entered a humble hut.
“I have been studying hard for three years, and I must serve the country. Now, martial arts are rampant, regardless of livelihood, and the world is suffering from constant disasters. Outside the southern region, there are mountains and rivers and lakes, hidden monsters can eat people, and in the northern region, there is another There are barbarians in the grasslands, eyeing them.”
A young scholar, constantly looking at pages and pages of books.
Qingteng lowered her gaze and looked at a little white fox beside the scholar’s desk. Her eyes were dark and dark, dressed in human gray shabby clothes, with only her head exposed. She looked at the scholar below, who was also reading next to her. With relish, I read Xiaoyan Suanjing.
The little fox suddenly got nervous, and quickly made a simple voice, and quickly said, “Worship…see…God.”
The scholar shuddered and turned to look at the girl in blue who suddenly appeared at the door.
“It’s going to rain now, pass by here, and use the eaves to hide for a while.” Qingteng smiled, ignoring the scholar and the little fox, and turned to look at the flowerpot in the corner, which was a building tree.
“You are!” The scholar couldn’t help but exclaimed in surprise.
“She is the mother of the earth, and she said that the sky will rain, and the sky is her disciple…”
Qingteng turned his head and sensed the familiar aura following the voice, which was an old friend.
“Wood wishes come true…”
She looked in front of her. This was Dao Changsheng’s biological father. He used to be on Jianmu, and the Kaitian Jianmu Sect was beaten by Dao Changsheng. After avenging his mother, he ended his life…
wow….
Suddenly, a heavy rain poured down, and the rain fell on the eaves, making the dilapidated house bang continuously.
Qingteng looked at this old vine tree and did not speak.
“Mother Qingteng, I know you’re back…” The green vine said, “I’ve been waiting for nearly a hundred years…”
“Why are you here.”
“At that time, I was the only god who was not brought to heaven.” Mu Yuancheng explained in a low voice, “They all know my relationship with Dao Tiandi. As a god of the old era, I can only take my wife and family with me. , has been supported for hundreds of years in the mortal world…”
“Where’s your family? Where have they all gone now…”
“Humans… are human beings, they are fighting demons and slaying demons, we are constantly being chased, my wives are all demons, their cultivation is too low, and they are gradually getting older as they get older, and they can no longer bear it. For ordinary plants and animals, I buried them by the roadside.”
“We kept running, we kept running, and in the end it was just me and my daughter…”
Mu Yuancheng said: “In the past two years, I was subdued by the young knights to exorcise the demons, kept running, and even lost my human form, and only the Yuanshen escaped. I have been waiting, waiting… .”
“I’m already dying, but I’m still holding on, because I don’t think I can die so easily…” His voice became hoarse, and the Sect Master of the Hidden Holy Land was sobbing and sobbing. “The mistakes of the year, I have repaid all my life, everything is repaid, the era of the demon clan should not fall like that…”
His voice was extremely complicated, slowly and difficultly stretching out a withered branch, as if beckoning the little white fox to come over, “The fault of the parents should not be carried over to the child, she and Dao Changsheng are brothers and sisters, and they should be the last in this world. A monster.”
“Father…” The white fox in human clothes suddenly burst into tears.
Qingteng looked at him, “According to your lifespan, you should already be dead, so you have persisted until now?”
“Yeah.” This gray-black ivy tree withered to the extreme, looking at the scenery outside the window, came a hoarse and old voice, and his emotions did not waver at all, “I should have died, looking at the blue-shirt knight, Confucian scholar, The disputed and energetic rivers and lakes, I have been crazy these years, I have been running all the time, and I have been unable to bear to go to many places, looking for traces of our times, but I can’t find them at all, you all disappeared, only me One.”
Whoa, whoa!
Suddenly, a heavy rain fell outside the window.
Tick tock sprinkled on the potted ivy of this window, and the two open and closed mahogany windows were constantly flapping with the storm.
“I am the only one left in this world, and there is no new kind. It is cruel and extremely lonely.” Qingteng’s weak voice came again.
Mengmei was stunned.
“Actually, I’m going to die too.” In the sound of the rainstorm, Qing Teng sat down on the windowsill and looked at this vine.
“How is that possible! Even the oldest demon ancestor has to leave? Could it be that the demon clan can only preserve the mythical era of the Western Era… The lifespan of a great emperor should not end so quickly.” Mu Yuancheng’s voice was bitter .
“I didn’t break through the emperor.”
Suddenly, Mu Yuancheng was silent.
Mengmei suddenly put down the shelf and sat by the window. In the rainstorm, facing this ivy potted plant, she talked about the allusions of the age of mythology. In the past of the emperor, I met Tsing Yiran.
At that time, he never thought of being a heartless man, but he was pushed by the years and drifted with the tide, and gradually his heart became cold. Under the guidance of his father, he inherited the Kaitian Jianmu Sect with peace of mind and became the suzerain.
“In my whole life, maybe I should have died…. However, I also think that my life is worth living, because without me, there may not be a wicked emperor, and no one can stand up and roar at the sky. In the current era, perhaps It’s different…Era times are ups and downs, gains and losses, who knows what?” The rain was getting heavier, Mu Yuancheng’s voice was getting smaller and smaller, and even gradually disappeared, “Mother Earth. .. Maybe it’s not that you can’t break through, you just feel that it doesn’t matter in your heart, you never pursue it, and you feel that you are not afraid of death…”
She trembled slowly all over, looking at his corpse, a faint loneliness flashed in her heart.
“Perhaps, it’s true that I didn’t try my best to break through. After Dao Changsheng and Qingdi left, I felt that it didn’t matter.” She seemed to have a clear understanding, and her eyes crossed the ivy bonsai lightly, looking at the rain curtain outside the window. .
tick tock..
The clear rain fell on the windowsill and sprinkled clear white water.
“Monster clan, maybe it’s really going to decline.”
She laughed at herself and stood in the dark room, the vermilion windows still flapping with the torrential rain, and the potted plants were completely silent.
The reading boy behind him, and the little white fox trembling all over, stood there respectfully, with their heads lowered.
suddenly.
Qingteng turned to look at the little white fox, “Once, I gave advice to an old man who wanted to go to heaven. He suppressed the age of ancient gods… Later, a child worshipped me as a teacher. The Ancestral Witch Era, now… Would you like to worship me as your teacher?”
[End of this Chapter]
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