The age of mythology has come to an end, and she just wants to witness the last thing and end with it.

At this time, the mood was a little happy and relaxed, with a hint of complexity, Dao Changsheng was not dead, but the Qing Emperor was dead, and the Broken Heaven Emperor was dead, which still touched her a lot.

Her image of a girl in ancient costume with a long sword in green clothes gradually fell into the mortal world, walking on the streets of ancient mountains and rivers.

"The mortal world without gods doesn'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 the towns, saw a number of knights, and even some stood on the city wall to compete, hundreds of people below watched, she continued to walk, and suddenly saw a small place Confucian scholars, standing on the mountains and rivers, making an extremely simple hot air balloon together, cheering.

"Yes, make it bigger, it can take us to the sky!"

"In the sky, is there really a heavenly realm?"

We can go up to heaven to pick up the stars and prove our ability for us Confucian scholars. ”

"A few years ago, meteors fell from the sky, countless people went, and a hero picked up the stars falling from the sky, and used the stars to become a famous peerless god soldier on the rivers and lakes - the demon avoidance sword, which can kill demons. ”

"There are demons in Yunshan Daze, our townspeople often enter, they are confused by demons and evils, and they don't know where they are, if we can have a treasure, we won't be weaker than those martial artists!

...

She continued walking, walking through small towns.

I saw the chivalrous men in green shirts, walking the rivers and lakes with swords, chic to the extreme.

In the lower realm, the current Dharma cultivation line is too weak, and the physical cultivation has a great advantage.

"It's only been more than a hundred and fifty years, and the world is different...."She walked on the earth, and she couldn't help but feel a little lonely.

In this era, the most painful thing is the demon clan.

The demon clan is the enlightened soul of all creatures in heaven and earth, and now this environment is difficult to transform and completely extinct.

On the contrary, the ancient clan is better than the demon clan, the ancient clan is the descendant of the ancient gods, the body is already huge, the strange shape of the body, is called the demon, they enter the village from time to time to eat people, take advantage of the night to attack humans, and even gather in the clouds and mist to resist those knights who subdue demons and eliminate demons.

And now the barbarian witch clan, the burly man is tall and big, and he was driven out of the fortress, grazing the grassland, and becoming a barbarian country in his own right, called barbarians.

"The other three clans have their own survival, is there really no demon clan?" After all, she is considered to be a demon clan, and she belongs to the same clan as Qinglian, as soon as Qinglian dies, she is a complete demon ancestor, and the revival of the demon clan falls on top of his head.

She was a little confused, and kept wandering the earth.

Another day, a terrible news resounded through the heavens and the earth, the martial god Duan Qianyu, broke through the Purple Mansion Realm, entered the palace with one person and one sword, defeated the imperial guards, civil and military officials, questioned the Great Zhou Emperor, and ordered the abolition of the law restricting the martial arts sect.

"I am a land immortal, and I should open the door and set up a faction. Duan Qianyu told the world, "In ancient times, Jianmu was the ancestor of the spiritual root of the world, broken and remnants of the earth, I was fortunate to have a branch, planted as a 'ginseng fruit tree', planted in the courtyard, constantly condensed the fruit, to be able to cultivate so far, the world is destined, can come to worship me as a teacher!"

In the imperial court, countless Confucians were sad and indignant.

"Speak out and call yourself a god?"

"The power of a warrior, one person is an enemy country, but how is it good?"

The warriors are rampant, and no one can contain them.

And these Confucian scholars are local officials, and they need the worship of the people of the dawn, and they are dedicated to the sake of the people, all of them are cultivating in a dignified and upright manner, and absorbing the incense of the local people, but they are not as fast as them.

After all, no matter how much mortal aura there is, the convergence is too weak, and the entry is slow.

"It's a sad time. ”

Qingteng showed a faint calmness, and continued to stride forward, wanting to see more of the world and taste the delicious plants of this world before she died of old age, which was originally her original intention.

On this day, she passed by a barren village in a gloomy weather, and suddenly felt a sudden change in her faith.

There's a demon's breath!

"In this mortal world, how can there be demons? Without a strong person, there will be no rich energy nourishment from the inner heaven and earth, and living beings should no longer have a chance to open their minds. ”

She stopped and slowly entered a humble hut.

"I have studied hard for three years, and I will inevitably serve the country, and now, the martial artists are rampant, regardless of the people, the world is constantly affected, and outside the southern region, there are mountains and rivers and rivers, hidden demons eat people, and in the northern region, there are grassland barbarians, eyeing the tiger. ”

A scholarly teenager, constantly looking at pages and pages of books.

Qing Teng's eyes were lowered, looking at a little white fox next to the scholar's table, her eyes were dark and swarthy, dressed in human gray shabby clothes, only her head was exposed, looking at the scholar below, it was also reading next to it, with relish, reading the Xiaoyan Sutra.

The little fox suddenly moved his nerves, and hurriedly made a simple sound, and hurriedly said, "Bye.. See... God. ”

The scholar shuddered, and turned his head to look at the girl in Tsing Yi who suddenly appeared at the door in front of him.

"Now it's going to rain, pass by here and take shelter from the eaves for a while. Qing Teng smiled, ignoring the scholar and the little fox, and turned his head to look at the flower pot in the corner, which was a building tree.

"You are!" the scholar couldn't help but exclaim.

"She is the earth mother Qingteng, she said that the sky is going to rain, and the sky is her disciple...."

Qingteng turned his head and followed the voice to sense this familiar breath, it was an old man from before.

"Mu wishes to come true...."

She looked at the front of her, this is Dao Changsheng's biological father, who used to be on Jianmu, and the Open Heaven Jianmu Sect was violently beaten by Dao Changsheng, and after avenging his mother, he broke off his righteousness...

Wow....

Suddenly, the rain poured down, and the rain fell on the eaves, causing the dilapidated house to rattle.

Qing Teng looked at the old vine and did not speak.

"Qingteng Earth Mother, I know you're back...."The Qingteng spoke: "I've been waiting, I've been waiting for nearly a hundred years...."

"Why are you here. ”

"Back then, I was the only god who wasn't brought to heaven. Mu Yuancheng explained in a low voice, "They all know my relationship with the Dao Heavenly Emperor, I, a god of the old era, can only take my wife and family back then, and support them in the mortal world for hundreds of years..."

"Where's your family, where are they now..."

"Human... It's human beings, they're subduing demons and eliminating demons, we're constantly being chased, my wives are all demons, their cultivation is too low, they're all getting old, they can't bear it anymore, they turn into ordinary plants and animals, I buried them on the side of the road. ”

"We kept running and kept running, and in the end it was just me and my daughter..."

Mu Yuancheng opened his mouth and said: "In the first two years, I was subdued by young knights to destroy demons, kept running, and even lost my human form, only the Yuan Shen escaped, I have been waiting, waiting..."

"I'm obviously going to die, but I'm still insisting, because I don't think I can die so simply..."His voice became hoarse, the sect master of the Hidden Holy Land back then actually cried and sobbed, "The mistakes of the year, I have repaid it all my life, everything is repaid, the era of the demon clan, it shouldn't be so falling..."

His voice was extremely complicated, slowly and with difficulty stretching a withered branch and leaf, as if beckoning the little white fox to come over, "The fault of the father's generation should not be continued on the child, she and Dao Changsheng are brother and sister, and they should be the last demon clan in this world." ”

"Father...."The white fox, dressed in human clothes, suddenly burst into tears.

Qingteng looked at him, "According to your lifespan, you should have died a long time ago, so you have persevered until now?"

"yes. This gray and black green vine withered to the extreme, looking at the scenery outside the window, came a hoarse and old voice, and there was no wave in the emotion, "I should have died a long time ago, looking at the green shirt knights, Confucian scholars, strife and vibrant rivers and lakes, I have been crazy all these years, I have been running, and I can't help but go to many places, looking for traces of our times, but I can't find them at all, you are all gone, only I am the only one." ”

Bang la la blah!

Suddenly it rained heavily outside the window.

Ticking and spilling on the potted vines in this window, the two open and closed mahogany windows are constantly beating with the storm.

"In this world, I am the only one left, and there is no new kind of people, it is really cruel and lonely. Qingteng's voice came from a weak voice again.

The cute girl was stunned for a moment.

"Actually, I'm going to die too. In the small sound of the rainstorm, Qingteng sat down on the windowsill and looked at this vine.

"How is it possible! Even the oldest demon ancestor is leaving? Could it be that the demon clan can only survive the mythical era of the Western Era... The lifespan of an emperor should not end so quickly. Mu Yuancheng's voice was bitter.

"I didn't break through the Emperor. ”

Suddenly, Mu Yuancheng fell silent.

Meng Mei suddenly put down the shelf, sat by the window, in the rainstorm, in front of this green vine potted plant, chatted about the allusions of the mythological era, Mu Yuancheng also talked about his past when he was young and fought for the emperor, and met Tsing Yiran.

At that time, he never thought of being a negative man, but he was pushed by the years and went with the flow, and gradually his heart cooled down, and under the guidance of his father, he inherited the Kaitian Jianmu Sect with peace of mind and became the sect master.

"In my life, I should have died a long time ago.... However, I also think that my life is worth living, because without me, a wicked person, there may not be a Dao Heavenly Emperor, no one can stand up and roar at the sky, and the current era may be different.... Era after era is ups and downs, gains and losses, who can calculate clearly?" The rain is getting heavier and heavier, Mu Yuancheng's voice is getting smaller and smaller, and even gradually disappears, "Mother Earth... It's not that you can't break through, but you just feel that it doesn't matter in your heart, you never pursue it, and you feel that death is fearless..."

She shook slowly, looking at his corpse, and a faint loneliness flashed in her heart.

"Perhaps, it's true that I didn't do my best to break through, and after Dao Changsheng and Qingdi left, I felt that it didn't matter. She seemed to have an understanding, and her eyes faintly crossed the green vine bonsai and looked at the rain curtain outside the window.

Tick tock:

Clear rainwater falls onto the windowsill and sprinkles clear white splashes.

"The demon clan may really be in decline. ”

She smiled self-deprecatingly, and stood in the dark room, the vermilion windows still beating with the torrential rain, and the potted plants were completely silent.

The young man reading behind him, as well as the little white fox, trembled, stood respectfully in place, bowing his head.

Suddenly.

Qingteng turned his head to look at the little white fox, "Once, I gave an old man who wanted to go to heaven to give advice, he suppressed the era of the ancient gods.... Later, there was a child who worshipped me as a teacher, he became the Daotian Emperor, suppressed an ancestral witch era, and now.... Would you like to worship me as a teacher?"