"The Great Priest!"

Just as the voice fell, suddenly a hurried voice sounded outside the main hall, and soon a tall shepherd general hurried from outside.

When he entered the main hall, the great man first looked at the priest who was kneeling on one knee, then ignored it, and then walked towards the great priest on the main hall, and then also knelt down on one knee, raising his right fist across his chest.

"The Great Priest, the barren hill is gone!"

The words fell, the chief priest was silent, and the hall fell into a deathly silence.

At this time, there were several figures standing on the only remaining hill in front of the barren hill west of Qiu City, and when they looked at the barren hill that suddenly turned upside down, everyone's faces showed a solemn look.

When the barren hill changed, I saw that the front of everyone had already turned into a vast wasteland, and the original barren hill had long since disappeared, as if it had been erased from the earth by an invisible force, smoothing out all the mounds that had been here!

......

On this land, there are snakes, insects, rats, ants, birds and beasts, smoke and rain, pavilions and vast wilderness, but as long as there is life, there is a world that belongs to them.

But there are always those who will break the balance of everything and seek a world that satisfies their desires and ambitions.

"Whew~"

On the top of the Guanyun Platform at the Nanshan Road Pass, Mu Ziliang exhaled a long breath and opened his eyes from the first morning light, and a faint purple in his eyes lasted for a long time.

"Uncle Shi...... Uncle Shi!"

At this moment, a slightly hurried shout suddenly sounded on the Nanshan Trail behind him, the person who came was a young disciple in the Nanshan Dao, and his age was not much different from Mu Ziliang.

But in the end, when the guy came to the Nanshan Road Crossing Guanyun Platform, he saw Mu Ziliang still sitting quietly in place, always calm on the vast sea of clouds, so the Nanshan disciple hurriedly slowed down his steps, and did not shout recklessly.

In the quiet, the guy just cautiously came to Mu Ziliang and sat down cross-legged, and also looked up at the sea of clouds in the distance.

This scene was also a little déjà vu once upon a time.

"Is everything going well?"

After a while, suddenly Mu Ziliang spoke.

"There are thirty-four people in total, all of them have been settled, but they are ......"

Hearing Mu Ziliang's inquiry, the Nanshan disciple came back to his senses, but at this point, he frowned, as if he was hesitating about something.

After a closer look, it turned out that this guy who looked almost the same age as Mu Ziliang was none other than Su Ming, who had gone to the small courtyard in the back mountain to find Mu Ziliang before Master Guan Mo passed away.

"It's just that now that southern Xinjiang is in turmoil, there is not much food stored in the crossing, and I'm afraid it won't last long," Su Ming continued.

Finally, when Su Ming's words fell, the purple meaning in Mu Ziliang's eyes had all faded, and his eyes became more and more thorough and clear after they regained their clarity.

After finishing his practice, Mu Ziliang slowly stood up from the cloud platform at the Nanshan Road Pass, but his tertiary amine salt was still looking at the sky in the distance, and he didn't know what was going on in his mind, and finally saw him sigh helplessly, and then turned to leave.

Su Ming looked at Mu Ziliang's back, his brows furrowed again, and he didn't know if it was an illusion, on Mu Ziliang's body, the shadow of Master Guan Mo was becoming more and more obvious.

Not long after, outside a Dao palace in the depths of Nanshan Road, Mu Ziliang's figure reappeared.

The palace is built on the mountain, half of which is deeply embedded in the mountain behind it, and the whole palace looks like a sense of simplicity and mystery, and before the palace is a small square, and a huge incense burner on the square adds a bit of solemnity to this place.

This palace is the forbidden place of Nanshan Road, the Forgetting Pavilion, and the Master of Shiyin also walked into the palace from here, and since then he has not come out of the dead pass!

There was a futon behind the incense burner, perhaps because too much time had passed, and the disciples in charge of cleaning it were not too diligent, so some dust had appeared on the futon, and it looked a little old.

But Mu Ziliang didn't care, and sat down directly when he came to the futon.

Re-settled, Mu Ziliang's eyes were quietly looking at the Forgotten Pavilion in front of him, until a long time passed, there was still no reaction as usual.

Just like the fate of Nanshan, when the world was faintly hidden, Guan Mo and the demon passed away together, and when it came to Mu Ziliang's generation, he encountered the rebellion in Southern Xinjiang, and it turned out that this seemingly peaceful place of Qing cultivation has never been calm.

It's evening again, the cold night in the mountains is approaching, and there is such a figure on the Nanshan Road, at this time she is leaning against a window railing, her eyes quietly looking at the ups and downs of a bead in her hand and not knowing what she is thinking.

It's quiet around her, but it's so quiet that she doesn't feel a little uncomfortable.

Since returning to Nanshan Road, she has been arranged here, which is also Mu Ziliang's former residence, and Mu Ziliang has rarely come here since she moved in.

Looking at the white beads floating in her hand, she finally frowned, and it seemed that she had a plan in her heart, and the beads in her hand also turned into a white light and disappeared between her palms.

But just as the guy got up from the window and was about to turn around and go out, the corners of her mouth suddenly appeared a curvature, and a somewhat strange smile revealed her original nature, as if she quickly pushed open the door after noticing something.

It turned out that Mu Ziliang, who didn't know when he got up and was wearing a cyan Nanshan robe, had already appeared in the courtyard.

"You're finally willing to come to see me!"

finally saw Mu Ziliang again, but when the two met, the excitement and joy she had shown before were forcibly covered up by her.

"How's your injury?"

Mu Ziliang opened his mouth to speak, but no matter how he listened to it, he could feel a trace of hesitation.

"Why haven't you come to see me for so long?"

She didn't answer Mu Ziliang's words, but repeated her question, but when she asked Mu Ziliang, he was stunned, because he didn't know how to answer this question.

Anyway, that feeling is very strange, every time he thinks of her, he will have a very strange feeling in his heart, and that feeling makes him a little scared!

"Is it because I'm a demon?"

She spoke again, without any evasion, but Mu Ziliang looked up at her suddenly, and when she saw Mu Ziliang's reaction, she frowned but showed a helpless smile again.

"Yes...... Sure enough, it's still like this, but why did you save me in the first place!"

"That's not the case, Ahri"

Mu Ziliang finally shook his head and spoke again, but as soon as he opened his mouth, his heart was suddenly stunned, just like the Dao heart that had been guarded for many years suddenly wavered, but when his eyes looked at Ahri again, he saw that the other party was also staring at him.

The two looked at each other, and Ahri seemed to be waiting for him to continue, but for Mu Ziliang, a trace of confusion had begun to appear in his mind at this time.

"No...... It's not because it's supposed to be like this....."

Mu Ziliang muttered, and suddenly he turned around and walked towards the outside of the house.

"Cultivators, where the Tao goes, have no desires and no desires, cut off the seven emotions and six desires before asking the question and ending ......"

It was the whisper he whispered after he turned around, or maybe that was the only answer in his mind.

Looking at Mu Ziliang's back as he left again, a trace of loneliness appeared on Ahri's face, but soon she realized something, and only heard her whisper and repeat Mu Ziliang's words: "No desire, no desire, seven emotions and six desires......"

Suddenly, she was shocked, and then looked up at Mu Ziliang's back again, and the corners of her mouth showed a strange arc again.

"You're a cultivator, but I'm not ......"

"Creek Bamboo ...... Creek bamboo ......"

As Ahri pondered, a weak cry began to come from the room behind her, and it was the voice of another woman.

Ahri's brow furrowed slightly again, and when she turned to look over the bed in the middle of the room, there was another pale woman lying on the bed......

On the other side, on the side of the official road north of the Qinling Mountains, Wang Tuofu and Xiyue stood quietly, looking at the stone monument on the side of the road, and the two were silent for a long time.

Not long ago, Wang Tuofu and Xiyue found Chu Huagongzi, a strategist of the Luo Army's southern defense, and told him about the great change in Atuo and Dazhu Village, and they did not go to see King Ning, because of Xiyue's insistence, they chose to go north silently.

"What's wrong with you?"

Wang Tuofu looked at Xiyue's lonely back and said, seeing that Xiyue looked at the stone tablet and was silent for a long time, he thought for a while and continued: "We will return to the royal capital soon, and then you can also go home and reunite with your father!"

"Home?"

But just as Wang Tuofu's words fell, Xiyue suddenly turned her head to look at her, her eyes were already moist.

"Can you grant me a request?"

She finally didn't hold back, and her tone was full of loneliness.

"You say ......"

Although Wang Tofu hesitated for a moment, in the end he was still unable to overcome his heart, and just said calmly.

"Can you stay with me for the last time and let me be an ordinary person, just like an ordinary woman in that world in your hometown!"

Wang Tuofu was stunned, at that moment, Xiyue's figure seemed to change, becoming more and more similar to the one in his memory, as if two shadows were slowly overlapping together, his expression seemed to be lost for a moment at that moment, and finally he finally nodded at her involuntarily......

Time flies like a white horse, three months pass in a blink of an eye, and no one knows that in the southwest of Luoguo, on the vast wasteland, a change that is about to change the fate of the entire world is quietly happening!