Only three days, the wind blew all over the three countries, affecting every corner, everyone became a mouthful, on the Yangtze River, the old man and the young man hugged Meng Xiao who was sitting tightly, and the three of them formed a group, so they were not blown away by the wind.

On the third day, the howling wind stopped.

Only the foundations of the streets along the Yangzi River remain, and only a few wooden planks sunken in the foundations remain in the dense river-view houses in the past.

The flood has receded, the water stains have not completely disappeared, there is no one in the sight, the ears listen, the insects and birds are no longer calling, even the river fish in the river, the old Wang Ba hidden under the silt, are all swept away by the wind, and the dead monster is in the mouth.

The old man stabilized his injuries with the cultivation of the Yuan Infant Period, and when he saw that the wind was no longer blowing, he let go of his hand and slid to the ground, and said sadly: "The world has come to an end, all souls are destroyed, and even birds, beasts, insects and fish cannot be spared. ”

He was distracted: "Why, exactly, why is there a monster in the world that is born to destroy?"

In the midst of his grief, he saw the young man beside him, and then looked at the young man who was sitting there, and said, "There are only two fathers and sons left in the world, and me." ”

"The legacy has been broken. ”

Meng Fan stood beside his father in a daze, half a year ago, he followed in his mother's footsteps, but he found nothing, and finally had to return to the Yangtze River.

The young man was already a sword cultivator in the Jindan period, and at the age of more than fifteen, he mastered all the swordsmanship of the Lijiang River, and thoroughly comprehended the three-style landscape sword left by Meng Xiao.

The boy is only fifteen, and he has already achieved such great achievements, and the talent of kendo can be seen.

"Woo......"

Meng Fan cried, tears rolling out of his eyes, rolling down his slightly baby-fat face, and falling on Meng Fan's body.

The young man was heartbroken: "Father, my mother died, Meng Fan failed to avenge him, not only that, the world has changed, everyone is dead, only the three of us are left......"

The young man looked at the sword in his hand and cried: "Even if the child becomes a sword cultivator in the Jindan period and learns all the sword moves in the world, he still can't stop all this, and he can't save his mother's ......."

"The enemy is strong and invincible. The young man looked at the young man who was sitting withered, and then asked, "Father, can you hear me?" Fourteen years have passed, and you must have woken up, otherwise you will not even see the child for the last time. ”

Tears touched Meng Xiao's body and gradually turned into water waves.

Meng Xiao only remembered that he had been in a coma for a long time, during which he had been sitting on a water lily, which was in the middle of the lake, and he was surrounded by water, and he couldn't go anywhere.

Rustle of falling leaves, snow and rain.

Suddenly, there was a light rain in the sky, and the rain was silent, and it fell drop by drop, hitting the water lilies, and falling into the lake, and the movement was so small that it was negligible.

"It was raining and the raindrops were small and negligible. ”

Meng Xiao continued to sit dry, during this time, he had been studying a tree sword intent, with eyebrows, most of the sword intent had been exposed, and there was only the last bit left to completely grasp it, but the last bit was still like a moat, blocking him.

The sun was sinking in the west, and the light rain continued for another day.

"Such small raindrops drenched me. ”

For three days in a row, the small but dense rain never stopped, one by one

Pierced like a cow's hair.

Click.

The young man looked down, only to find that the water lilies under him had been filled with water at some point, and they could not bear the burden and cracked, and the water level of the lake had risen by several inches.

"Moisturizing things silently, a nameless light rain, but it also caused the water level of the lake to rise sharply......"

Suddenly, the young man stood up suddenly and exclaimed, "Xiaoyu, it's Xiaoyu!"

"The most ordinary, but it can change the world quietly! As small as a feather, it can cause floods and crush mountains and rivers!"

"A tree swordsmanship is like this, it contains great extraordinariness in the ordinary, a style of swordsmanship to explore all kinds of falsehoods, pointing directly to the swordsmanship itself, from the end to the source, back to the beginning of the sword!"

Suddenly, the young man had an epiphany, and a tree sword intent that had plagued him for fourteen years was finally completely mastered by him at this moment.

The young man looked at the ordinary long sword in his hand: "Sword, it should be like this!"

Meng Xiao woke up and saw Meng Fan who was crying sadly in front of him, and the old man who only had half of his body left.

"Uncle, what's wrong with you......"

"Xiaofan, have you grown so big?"

Meng Xiao hugged the young man excitedly and let him go for a long time.

He looked around the banks of the Yangtze River, his eyes were full of devastation, dark red blood stains remained on the ground, the river was depleted, the environment was dull, and there were no birds singing and butterflies dancing.

"What is correct, Meng Fan, why are you sad?"

The young man recounted all the things that had happened in the past 14 years, and the old man added to them to perfect the details.

"Dead? Chu Chu is dead, and everyone in the world is gone?"

"It's all because of the monster "devouring"?"

Meng Xiao was shocked, he felt that the world was turned upside down, he just felt something in his heart, he comprehended the swordsmanship, and he sat dry for fourteen years at a time.

Fourteen years is not a long time for a cultivator, but the fourteen years that Meng Xiao has sat have been turned upside down, and when he woke up, the world was already silent.

Jingling.

Meng Xiao's landscape sword fell to the ground, motionless, as cold and silent as his heart.

"Father, it's a pity that my mother didn't wake up when I saw you, the three of us didn't die together, and my mother left first. ”

The young man was crying and mourning, and a black-robed figure swept in from Chechiguo and walked up to the head of the Yangtze River.

It's Moyi.

The monster was about to devour the only three people left in the world, noticing Meng Xiao's existence, he quickly closed his mouth, looked at the young man for a few moments, and said, "Your life energy is different, you are not from this world." ”

He concealed his body and turned into Mo Yi, and said with great interest: "Are you reborn, or the second life of some powerful reincarnation?"

Both the old man and the young man were on standby, leaning on Meng Xiao's left and right, vigilant against this demon.

"Devil, you have killed all the people in the world, how can there be such an evil thing as you in the world? That's millions of living beings, and you devoured them for your own sake?"

"Your behavior is outrageous, outrageous, sooner or later someone will take you!"

Meng Fan was fearless, at the last moment his father was able to wake up, he was satisfied, and the young man pointed at the devil: "Come on, fight!"

Meng Xiao was disheartened, he couldn't imagine that all the living beings in the world were lost in the mouth of this thing, and the young man bent down

waist, picked up the landscape sword at his feet, raised his head and said: "Old devil, no matter where you come from, I will make you regret it today!"

The figure in black laughed.

The old man of Yuanying trembled halfway and asked: "Monster, you can still laugh? You are really bad to the bones, how can there be such a race as you in the world!"

Mo Yi glanced at the old man and asked rhetorically, "As the last Yuan Infant in this world, do you still have the face to say?"

The monster sneered: "The last wisp of heaven and earth energy was communicated and blessed by you with the mountains and rivers array, helping you break through the golden pill and achieve the Yuan Baby." ”

"You have done yourself, but you have cut off the way of others. ”

The old man said in an atmosphere: "Monster, what do you know, cultivation is to cross a single-plank bridge with thousands of troops and horses, fighting for the ferry just to go ashore, since I have passed the sea of suffering, how can I not be the first to go ashore?"

"I was able to break through Yuanying with my own ability!"

Mo Yi smiled strangely: "Reincarnated person, do you think he is right or not?"

Seeing that the young man still insisted on urging the long sword in his hand, he hurriedly said, "Listen to me, it's not too late to do it again." ”

"You break through the Yuanying, you don't just rely on your own ability, without the gift of heaven and earth, even if you break your scalp, it is impossible to go ashore!"

"This world has gradually reached the end of the Dharma era, at the very beginning, Sendai, the Transformation God Realm can be seen everywhere, powerful cultivators are a burden to the world itself, and every time you cultivate a Sendai Realm powerhouse, you need a huge amount of heaven and earth energy. ”

"But human beings will only take, but they don't know how to feed back heaven and earth, Sendai Shouyuan is often thousands of years, and the energy lost by heaven and earth cannot be replenished for thousands of years, and nature is gradually declining. ”

The monster's words seemed to increase: "That's right, which has led to those realms becoming legends, and there are only a handful of Yuanying realms, and at the moment, the Jindan period is the limit." ”

The old man's duties: "Monster, what do you mean by this? Even in the era of the end of the law, the death of others is not up to you, I will fight with you to avenge the common people!"

Mo Yi slapped the old man in his infancy and swept him away, and said slowly: "I was born by the destiny of heaven, and to some extent, I am the sky itself." ”

"Heaven has a grudge against people, just as I do to you, Heaven wants to recover the lost energy, re-strengthen itself, and restore the glory of antiquity, so he sent me down to collect the lives of the world, so that the lost energy can be returned to heaven and earth. ”

This seems to be a sin, but it is actually a blessing, and it seems to be a great ruin, but it is actually the starting point of an era. ”

The monster opened its mouth to the old man: "After you die, the energy you occupy will return to heaven and earth and be used for the next generation." ”

"Now, do you still think I'm evil, or do you feel guilty and ashamed of the selfishness of your ancestors?"

He looked at Meng Xiao and said, "Whether you are reincarnated or reincarnated, if you are swallowed by my mouth, you will be rejected by this side of the world, face a new life, and return to the place where you came." ”

Yu sneered: "These people are all vain, they only have a short fate with you, they are all flowers you have seen in your long life, they are passers-by, you want to wake up from the flowers and return to the present world, only rely on me." ”

"Thou art eternal, thou art a true man,

They are nothing but a dream. ”

Meng Xiao was shocked, he vaguely saw that there was a faint energy connection between Mo Yi and heaven and earth, and the energy in the other party's body was feeding back to this world, this phenomenon could not be faked.

Meng Xiao's heart trembled: "Can you really help me wake up from the Great Dream World?"

He smiled and said: "That's nature, I have the memory of three lifetimes, I have broken this world three times with my own hands, shaped it twice, and I have met many people who have experienced the great dream world." ”

He muttered: "But you are different from those people, you were born with memories of your past life, you are an outlier, those people are all chaotic, there is no memory of your past life. ”

The middle-aged man closed his mouth and said in ventriloquism: "Come on, I will help you wake up from the big dream world and return to your body!"

Meng Xiao threw away the long sword in his hand and ran towards the devouring mouth.

"You are not evil in yourselves, you are the embodiment of the resentment of heaven and earth. ”

Suddenly, a shout came from behind Meng Xiao, and the sound made him stop.

"Father, where are you going?"

When the young man turned around again, the appearance of the man in black changed greatly, and he became a demon, with two chelae and one tail, like a scorpion. He opened his big black mouth, trying to swallow him, and his mouth was still babbling.

"You don't want to wake up from your big dreams?"

(End of this chapter) I want to talk about "The Strongest Truth and Taoism" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~