When Yun Mengze and the Sifang World completely became a whole, the people who were still alive in it finally gained a new life.

And among those who are still alive at the moment, there is a serious polarization trend.

Those who cultivate to a high level are probably above the transformation realm.

Those with low cultivation are mostly those who build foundations, those who practice qi, and there are a small number of mortals.

Above the foundation, very few of the realm cultivators below the Transformation Realm survived, and often only those who had a great opportunity to create have obtained this glimmer of life.

Those with low cultivation take advantage of the fact that the causal confinement is not strong, and those with high cultivation have more or less strong vitality and a long lifespan.

In the Heavenly Court behind Haotian, among the surviving people, there are still many powerful immortal powerhouses, although many immortals have passed away, but after all, Heavenly Court will always maintain the identity of the most powerful party.

There are many people in the Yunmeng clan who survived, but there are not many powerful monks, and there are not many strong people in the Yunmeng clan, and this time, it is even more miserable.

But it is worth mentioning that among the surviving people of the Yunmeng Clan, the number of low-level cultivators is more than that of the Heavenly Court and the Transformation God Clan combined.

The Transformation God Clan was a little miserable, many of the Elders of the Question Tribulation had fallen, only nine of the eighteen Immortal Ancestors remained, and half of them had died, and there were only more than 10,000 low-level cultivators.

This time the years of tribulation, the loss of the god clan is particularly heavy, but for them, the god race has been inherited after all, and it is a great fortune that they are not completely buried under the years of tribulation.

Xuanyuan Mu and Ling Hutao survived, they glanced at each other, took the survivors, and cremated the deceased in silence.

Originally, it was intended to be buried in the ground, but there were so many dead people, billions of them, that they couldn't be buried at all, and if they didn't get it right, it would cause a plague.

It can only be cremated!

The Avatar Clan followed, and so did the Heavenly Court!

I don't know how long it took, and I don't know how many bones turned into a handful of ashes, and the huge Yun Mengze gradually became empty.

After all the deceased had been cremated, Xuanyuan Mu and Ling Hutao took the lead in dismantling the altar.

It's not that they are all demolished, they just clean up those unnecessary altars, and some powerful altars have been retained by them, supplemented by some means, and refined into one after another earth-shattering arrays.

Yun Mengze's vitality was extraordinarily vigorous, and soon, the demolished altar was covered with vegetation again, and everything was buried under Daze like that.

As if none of this had happened!

Haotian came to find Xuanyuan Mu, and the two talked quietly for a long time, and then saw Xuanyuan Mu nodding lightly and leaving side by side with Haotian.

They found Zhengyi Ancestor, and at this moment he was still sad, not only sad about the death of the nine Immortal Ancestors of the Huashen Clan, but also sad about Chen Zimeng's disappearance.

When Haotian and Xuanyuan Mu came to find it, the three of them looked at each other, and Zhengyi Ancestor was silent, he knew that at this moment, it was not the time to be sad, and they, as well as all the people who survived, still had a lot to do.

He stretched out his hand to comb his hair and stood up, but he was slightly shaking, looking very old.

He's still old!

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Ning Qin, Feng Ling, Fenghuo, and Wan'er walked out of Yunmengze together.

Murong and Li Li followed behind them, wanting to step forward to comfort them, but they couldn't speak!

Can't say a word!

Ning Qin raised his head slightly, looking at the many mountains and fields in the distance, and outside Yunmengze, there was the scenery of the mountains.

The cliff that Sang had walked to, Ning Qin and the others walked here again at this moment, looking at the winding river under the cliff, several people sat side by side on the cliff.

It was getting late, the sun was setting in the west, and the setting sun was sprinkled on several people, and a little light bloomed between heaven and earth.

The river is sparkling in the sunset, like a golden ribbon, and there are birds flying in the distance, and the feathers on their bodies are also gorgeous.

Wan'er said softly: "Is there really no way?, isn't it, there is still a possibility, we can reunite with Zimeng again?"

Ning Qin shook his head slightly, his expression was sluggish, and Feng Ling wanted to speak on one side, but was interrupted by the beacon fire.

"Sister Feng Ling, we won't follow your method, if we really want to do this, even if the master wakes up in the world again, he won't forgive us. ”

Ning Qin sighed and added a sentence leisurely: "What's more, Feng Ling, in this matter, the probability of failure accounts for eight or nine out of ten, and only the one percent possibility remains, if it doesn't succeed, it will take your life in vain, and the husband will blame me!"

Feng Ling opened her mouth weakly, then didn't say anything, lowered her head, and held her hands together, annoyed that she was useless.

Ning Qin laughed miserably, and said in a trembling voice: "Maybe this is fate! Sang has traveled through many eras, but he can't change his husband's numerology, so what can we do?"

Wan'er bowed slightly, "Where is Sang? I want to meet the one you mentioned, Zimeng's sister!"

Ning Qin shook his head, and Feng Ling said coldly: "It must be around us, it's just that I don't want to come out!"

Wan'er looked around and found nothing, but Murong and Li Li, who were following in the distance, looked at them worriedly, and didn't dare to relax for a moment.

Wan'er snorted lightly, and the four of them disappeared in her sleeves, and Murong and Li Li glanced at each other, only feeling a headache.

He hurriedly got up and came to the edge of the cliff, where there was nothing but the meandering river below the cliff.

Murong sighed and reached out to pat Li Li's shoulder.

"Let's go back, I think there are Wan'er and Fenghuo, Ning Qin and them won't be fine!"

Li Li glared slightly: "You haven't found out yet, Wan'er's feelings for Zimeng are no less than Ning Qin's, if Ning Qin will seek death, Wan'er is afraid that it will be the same!"

"No, I believe them!"

Murong sighed and turned to leave, he still had to clean up the mess in Yun Mengze, many of the people he knew had already passed away.

He is also sad, but the dead rest in peace, and the living face the future, and drive away!

Yun Mengze has already started to operate in an orderly manner, and at the same time, a team has begun to walk out of Yun Mengze, planning to go elsewhere to find a suitable place to survive.

If they want to build civilization again, they need to put down roots in a world where there are not many people yet.

There were many teams that went out, both large and small, and all of them went to distant places with confidence to find a good place.

At the end of everyone's departure, only a small team of the Yunmeng clan remained in Yunmengze.

Yun Mengze has taken root in this place, unlike before, it can also be taken away, and now Yun Mengze is immovable.

It is regarded as an ancestral land, and people who go out take it as the center and regard it as their home in their hearts.

This is the way to come, and the starting point!

Maybe one day in the future, when they build a civilization, they will definitely want to come back here again.

Xuanyuan Mu and Ling Hutao stayed in Yunmengze and became the guardians here.

They are from the Yunmeng Clan, and if they can't stay here, they can't say anything, and they don't want to leave again.

Yuan Tuo died, died of the years, and he still couldn't survive after all.

Now, no one is competing with the Yunmeng clan for Yunmengze, and everything has become quiet and peaceful, which can also be said to be a quiet time.

It's just that before this "quiet good" comes, it can be described as a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood!

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Between the mountains, Murong Yicang was followed by a team, all of which were still remaining disciples of the Shadow Sect, Zhong You was at the back of the team, with his hands on his chest, walking very slowly.

Murong Yicang was beside Li Li, the two were talking and laughing, Murong Yicang was about to take the people of the Shadow Sect to the east, he was the Emperor of the East, and the Shadow Sect would find a place to live in the east of the continent.

Li Li came to see him off, and the rest of the people didn't come, and they all had their own things.

The send-off wine was drunk a long time ago, and Li Li sent it here, but he still had something to say to Murong Yicang alone.

Seeing that the distance sent out was too far away, and he couldn't see Yun Mengze when he turned around, Murong Yicang stopped and said with a smile.

"Li Li, just send it here!"

Li Li stopped, looked at Murong Yicang and was silent, and Murong Yicang smiled.

"Something you want to say?"

Li Li nodded, and moved two steps to the side, and many disciples of the Shadow Sect continued to move forward, and on the sky, there were ships rowing by.

Murong Yicang looked at Li Li and smiled again: "If you have anything to say, just say it quickly!"

Li Li sighed, but hesitated a little, and only after a long time did he slowly speak.

"Regarding the future, I have a simple plan, Tang Guo will also leave Yunmengze in the near future, and then we will go to the north, maybe closer to you, I hope that when the time comes, our two forces will be able to border!"

"Yes, but that's not what you're sending me here for, is it?"

Li Li nodded and looked around, as if he was afraid that his words would be heard by some people, so he used his divine thoughts to transmit the sound to Murong Yicang.

"Zimeng's soul space has turned into an independent world, this is what I learned from Feng Ling's mouth, I think, the soul space is entrusted to the soul, maybe we can find Zimeng through this place, and wake him up. ”

Murong Yicang frowned suddenly, but he was excited in his heart, he said this just to hide his emotions.

His eyes were full of unclear feelings, he nodded slightly, Murong Yicang turned to leave, and in Li Li's mind, a voice sounded.

"Become a god, let's work together!"

Enlightenment may not be able to save Chen Zimeng, they know it, so they raise their goal above the gods.

Li Li looked at Murong in the distance, turned around and walked towards Yun Mengze, and when he looked up by chance on the way, he saw a figure flashing, and he couldn't help but feel cold in his eyes, but just in an instant, Li Li returned to normal.

A few days later, Li Li led the surviving people of the Tang Kingdom to leave Yunmengze, and when he left, he sent a divine thought to Xuanyuan Mu and Ling Hutao, clean and concise, with only two words.

"Be careful!"

I don't know, but Xuanyuan Mu and Ling Hutao both understood, bowed their heads slightly, and no one showed any abnormality.

When Yunxi Sect left, Empress Fang took Ning Qin away, Wan'er also left with Yunxi Sect, while Fenghuo and Feng Ling went on the road together, intending to go to the end of the world.

For a while, the deceased said goodbye one after another, and the future is far away, out of reach, and no one knows when the goodbye day will be!

It's just that at the time of parting, everyone is sad, and now at this moment, things have long been wrong!

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