Zhang Jiabao and Su Qi Jingli ran two hundred steps away when they heard a loud bang. Looking back, the chariot had become a place of fire. On the horizon in the distance, is the rising sun.

The passing and disappearance of the world has been happening, and after witnessing its cruelty, I suddenly realized the splendor of new life.

Kneeling down, he really kowtowed three times. Some people are gone forever, and the rest are going to take their stories with them.

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Climbing the mountain, the slope of the road is not large, and some steep places are paved with stone steps. But there is no end in sight on this hillside, and I don't know when I will be able to reach the Infinite Sword Sect. has been sleepless for a day and a night and high-intensity mobile combat, Zhang Jiabao felt that his bones seemed to be falling apart, and he and Su Qi Jingli supported each other, struggling to walk.

They have taken a rough idea of their habits, and they like to nest in dark, damp corners. The route is carefully chosen, and the route is as low as possible when walking.

Despite being careful, he still encountered two monsters one after another, and naturally it was a hard fight. Su Qijingli blocked in front, and her arm was scratched a few times by her claws, but it was fine.

After walking through a mountain gate engraved with the four big characters of "Haoqi Lasts Forever", I saw some ruins of houses, all of which were only foundations. Zhang Jiabao guessed that the fallen bricks and stones were removed by the people of the Infinite Sword Sect and used to build fortifications. It seems that we are almost at our destination.

At noon, I climbed over a mountain peak and saw a very long wall in the distance. This must be where the sect is, Zhang Jiabao and Su Qi Jingli ran over excitedly.

"Wow!"

Seeing that they were only a few dozen paces away from the wall, an arrow came at them and stuck it in the ground five paces in front of them.

"Who's coming?" shouted a warrior on the wall.

"Those who have come to join the Infinite Sword Sect!, please let us in!" Zhang Jiabao replied loudly.

"Wait!"

The warrior couldn't be the master, so he had to go to the main gatehouse to ask the warrior in charge. There were lookouts every five hundred meters on the wall, and he walked through three of them, came to the East Gate Tower, and reported to a warrior who looked like a head.

The leader of the warriors was shocked to hear three teenagers outside the wall. It's been many years since there was no living person to run around, and to be able to live outside until now, and to be so young, it's either a monstrous luck or a demon.

He didn't dare to let people in without permission, and personally ran to the council hall to report the news.

Zhang Jiabao and Su Qi Jingli waited for a while without seeing a response, and walked back and forth anxiously under the wall. On the walls, there were warriors with swords and bows patrolling, looking at them with curiosity.

The wall was more than three feet high, and under the wall was a ditch two feet wide and more than three feet deep. The trench was covered with a foot-long graft of sharp wooden thorns.

In fact, this protective wall has four sides, enclosing a square, which was built by the Infinite Sword Sect after the earthquake that year.

The monks of the Central Plains love swords, and the Infinite Sword Sect is the top sword sect in Yingzhou and even the entire Dakang Empire, ranking among the eight famous families.

There are three high-level monks in the Yudan realm, five in the Yuanying realm, eleven in the sanctification realm, and thirty-nine in the true realm. As the backbone of the Dragon Seeking Realm, there are more than 100 powerhouses, and there are thousands of young disciples, outer disciples, and miscellaneous servants. Coupled with the relatives of each family and surname of the sect, there are 5,000 people living in the mountains.

Due to the strength and agility of the martial arts cultivators, the Infinite Sword Sect did not suffer many casualties in the earthquake, except for the damage to the house. Victims from nearby prefectures and prefectures continued to pour in, and the number of people who had taken refuge in Wuliang Mountain exceeded 20,000 at its peak.

With a radius of dozens of miles from Wuliang Mountain, there is no problem in relocating 100,000 people. The Infinite Sword Sect didn't want to lose its prestige, and it was also concerned about these refugees.

Unexpectedly, a plague spread like a prairie fire, and in less than ten days, it spread throughout England. The monks were rarely infected, and they were pitiful for the ordinary people, even if the Infinite Sword Sect tried their best to rescue them, only 3,500 people were saved in the end.

Because of the formation of the abyss of guilt, it is difficult for rescue forces from the outside world to reach Yingzhou. After learning that the epidemic was irreversible, the imperial court simply gave up.

Above the Infinite Sword Sect's Immortal Realm, almost all of the imperial swords flew away. Later, the man-eating monster appeared, and the rest of the people shrank to a mountain more than 2,000 meters high, and built a ten-mile-long and wide siege city across a spring, and struggled to hold on. There are nine lookouts in the east, west, north and south of this city, and there is a plate gate bridge under each of them. There are sentry guards in all directions and around the clock, and the gate bridge is usually hoisted with a cable, and it is only lowered when entering and exiting.

At this time, in a high-rise hall in the north of Fangcheng, more than a dozen middle-aged men and women were sitting precariously with sad faces. In the middle of the throne sat a male monk who looked to be fifty or sixty years old, with a beard on his lips, he was now the head of the Infinite Sword Sect, and he was a powerhouse of the Enlightenment Realm. The first and second seats on the right side were on wheels, and sat a long-haired Taoist with white hair and broken legs.

They were faced with a very difficult problem, there was only half a month's worth of food left in the city. This season's food has not yet been delivered, and the five Dragon Seeking Realm disciples who were sent out to inquire about the news have not been heard from so far.

Where did the grain come from? It has to be said seven years ago.

After the earthquake that year, more than 6,000 disciples and relatives of the Sword Sect, plus refugees from outside, survived. In order to feed this huge population, Wuliangshan often sent teams to the surrounding prefectures and counties to collect food.

At first, they were able to get supplies without any problems, but then man-eating monsters continued to emerge, and the team that went out often suffered casualties. Two years later, all the granaries that could be found in the vicinity were mostly looted, and moving farther to transport grain meant even greater population losses.

This is not a long-term solution. So in Shao County, a hundred miles northeast of Wuliang Mountain, he found a farmland of hundreds of hectares, planted millet grain, and became self-reliant.

Why don't you move everyone to Shao County? First, Wuliang Mountain is the foundation of the people of the Sword Sect, and they are reluctant to leave; second, they are rejuvenating the army and mobilizing the people, and the goal is huge, and if they want to rebuild the dwellings and fortifications in Shao County, they will inevitably have a series of fierce battles with monsters, and the losses will be huge.

So he built a strong barrier in the field, sent a number of monks and strong men, stationed in the field to cultivate the field, and transported grain to the immeasurable mountain on a quarterly basis, and replaced the people after a year. Like the conscription assigned by the imperial court, they take turns to participate.

At that time, there was one person in the Enlightenment Realm in Wuliang Mountain, 17 people in the Realm of Transformation (three people had special magic weapons and had flown out of Yingzhou; the rest walked around in the states of the empire, doing business, procurement, studying, traveling, etc.), 89 people in the Dragon Seeking Realm, 353 low-level monks, and more than 2,100 other ordinary people who originally lived in Wuliang Mountain (more than half of them died of the plague). There are more than 3,100 refugees from abroad.

Among them, there are more than 1,800 men between the ages of 15 and 60, divided into three groups, each group is equipped with five powerhouses in the True Realm and 20 in the Dragon Seeking Realm, who go to Shao County to cultivate once a year.

Now that it is its fifth year, there are more or less casualties among people who go to Shao County every year. At present, thirteen Dragon Seeking Realm cultivators have been lost, and the number of young and strong men has died even more, accumulating more than two hundred. Some children who have grown up have joined the team, but there are very few newborns every year, and in the long run, this little pure land will collapse.

This year, I don't know what's going on, the Tuntian team has not been able to transport grain for a long time, and the five monks sent to investigate have also evaporated from the world. Fangcheng is mainly rock formations, the soil is poor, only sporadically planted some vegetables and fruits, and raised some poultry. This is a drop in the bucket for the huge amount of food consumed.

As the sect master, Fu Yaozi had a headache, and he now regretted that he chose to stay back then.

Those who are higher than him or the same as him are gone, those who are over 100 years old and immortal, or they have no partners and descendants, and even if they do, they have no feelings.

When the previous sect master learned that Yingzhou had become an abandoned land, he only said "I will go" to a few high-ranking people, and then took one of the outstanding juniors he valued the most and flew away with a sword. It is true that the higher the cultivation, the more ruthless it becomes.

The trees fell and scattered, and important figures such as elders, Dharma protectors, and peak masters followed suit, and all disappeared overnight.

can fly, but Fuyaozi didn't leave, saying that he would live and die with the sect, but in fact, he had other intentions.

His actual age was over 100 years old, and he knew that with his qualifications, it would be difficult for him to make any further progress in his cultivation. Mixing up to this point of age is not high or low for him.

When the high-ranking members of the sect were busy fleeing, he knew that the opportunity had come. He wants to take charge of a sect, and he also wants to establish himself as emperor in Yingzhou.

I thought that if the plague raged again, God would leave some people for him. Unexpectedly, his future "people" have all turned into monsters. Okay, then retreat in a corner of the Infinite Mountain and taste the taste of being admired by thousands of people (in fact, there are only a few thousand). It's really not good, you can fly away at any time.

At first, the people on the mountain deeply felt the righteousness of Fuyaozi and regarded him as a great salvation, and obeyed his words. Over time, there are more and more problems.

Outside the small square city are man-eating monsters, inexhaustible to kill, and the days without hope cause a sense of panic and despair.

The aborigines of the sect consider themselves to be kind to the refugees, and they repay them with kindness, and hand over any difficult work to them. And outsiders are gradually fed up with the life of relying on others, and the two sides dislike each other, and the contradictions are becoming more and more serious.

If young disciples want to advance to the realm, most of them need the assistance of pills. However, it was cut off from the outside world and could not be purchased, and the pill was only in very small stock. How do you distribute it? It's not just whoever gives more money to whomever it wants, and the money is useless here. To the person with the highest potential, to the person who contributes the most? No matter what you do, there will be a fight.

Hiding within the high walls and doing nothing, full of warmth and lust, idlers causing trouble. Almost every day there are fights over women.

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In this way, there are small differences in the big contradictions, which are intricate and chaotic. It makes Fuyaozi exhausted.

But six years ago, there was a savior, that is, the Taoist man who broke his leg. Although he only has the realm of transforming into reality, this person is not simple, and many problems can be solved with his strategy. And this person is very much to the taste of Fuyaozi.

But now, Fuyaozi feels that it is no longer interesting to stay here, and it is better to go outside and have a good time. With Wuliang Mountain, these people have resisted for so many years, and they are worthy of them.