"Report to the city lord, if the Xuan Realm needs me, the old man is duty-bound!" a monk in the middle stage of cultivation suddenly spoke. This person is also a monk who was awakened by the changes in heaven and earth during the retreat, and he is older and still remembers the meaning of the existence of the Snow Moon Temple.

Tantai Qingxuan looked at the monk and nodded slowly: "There will be a chance!" But the top priority now is to improve the cultivation. The cultivation in the middle of the Xuan Realm can be regarded as a great cultivator below, but in the upper realm, it is really nothing! My generation of human races can die, but it must die worthwhile!"

"Yes, Castle Lord!"

The monk slowly retreated, slowly kneeling on the ground, and with a sound of kneeling, some of the monks around him slowly knelt down.

"Fight for the Terrans!"

"Fight for the common people!"

"My monks, why not be afraid of a war!"

The roar of the sky drove the clouds that had not completely dissipated to surge over Xiaoxiang again.

For the Xiaoxiang people, the idea of belonging to the ancestors slowly awakened in the hearts of the monks.

Xiaoxiang is a pure land of cultivation, and they cultivate here just to one day be able to fight for the human race.

But for the monks from other places, some rumors about Xiaoxiang slowly came to mind.

It turns out that it's not just rumors!

The first head of Xueyue Nunnery was a great hero who opened the world with the emperor of Yunzhou. The People's Emperor Society led the Sheji Force, and the Yutai Xueyue was the Sect Protector Force.

Tian Xingjian Yuanzhe also lowered his head.

They were all great cultivators, and the time of 100,000 years had certainly made them only care about their own cultivation, but since they wanted to break through the Dao realm, they could still remember the meaning of their cultivation. Not to mention, they have a human palace above their heads. Even if you don't inherit the meaning of the existence of a Dao realm cultivator, you can still get some information through the Human Palace.

The meaning of the monk's existence is really a long memory!

Shui Changtian is silent!

The longer you live, the more you can feel the horror of the human race!

This race is not about how terrible the talent is or how high the upper limit of cultivation is, but that this race has a spirit spirit. This kind of spirit makes this race fearless, and it is obviously a very weak race, but it has survived from the first appearance to the present. And there are too many powerful races, but they have disappeared into the long river of history. Talent, inheritance, these are not important, what matters is spirit.

There is no need to say a lot of things, everyone is a thousand years old monster, there is no need to say everything thoroughly.

"Yutai Fanghua, you go to Jinghu to contact the owner of Time and Space Supermarket, and let the owner open a branch in Xiaoxiang. Now that we're going to open the Gods and Demons Field, we, Xueyuean, should provide some more warriors for the Gods and Demons Field!"

If it weren't for the memory of the ancestors, Yutai Qingxuan would still think that the gods and demons were just legends. It is said that it is a hundred years, but in fact, it is right in front of you, who knows when the Sea Clan will reopen the gods and demons!

The Sea Clan is not comparable to the Barbarian Demon Clan. The Savage is big to say, but compared to the Endless Sea, it's really too small!

"Yes, Castle Lord!"

There is a bold leader, and it is really refreshing to do things.

Directly killing a group of selfish monks can make the entire Xiaoxiang remember the spirit in the bloodline.

The shouts from ancient times directly made the blood of everyone watching the ceremony boil.

This is Shantai Qingxuan! A great monk who has controlled Xueyue Nunnery for ten thousand years, and is the direct great-great-grandson of Xueyue!

But in Yunzhou, there are not many people who can do this. On the one hand, cultivation is not enough to command the world, and on the other hand, there is a lack of courage.

Xueyue Nunnery is Xiaoxiang, and Xiaoxiang is Xueyue Nunnery, so as the sect master, you can have this power. If there is a big family and a small sect in Xiaoxiang, it will not work.

"Fellow waterman, I'm going to carry out my plan now. We'll see you later!"

Tian Xingjian said goodbye to Shui Changtian and said goodbye to Yutai Fanghua.

Izumo is rich in resources, and there are also some monks in those families who need to be awakened, and the casual cultivation outside also needs ideological education. If they really can't wake up, they can only entrust the palace to send them to the Xuan Realm for labor reform!

Did some of the monks stay for the New Year?

There is no ideological education, labor reform, and no New Year in this world, but they mean the same!

Those guys who have been in retreat in Izumo, those guys who are consuming resources but not doing things, you have a good feeling. As for how to deal with these people, they still need to discuss with the Cloud Fall City Lord.

After passing through Xiaoxiang County, Tian Xingjian also remembered what cultivation was. Everyone knows how to choose between their own detachment and the perpetuation of their race.

The crowd retreated.

Yun Yingluo was also very embarrassed about the affairs of the palace.

For 100,000 years, there have been too many monks in the Human Palace, but except for a few who can stick to the heart of the community, most of the monks do not care about Hongchen. Even if the world changes greatly, they can be as stable as Mount Tai. Also Dao realm monks, Yun Yingluo could see that some monks were simply pulled out of retreat. Even the great changes in heaven and earth caused by the use of the power of the community to cross the catastrophe could not affect them, why did these people use the rivers and mountains that the ancestors of the human race had fought with blood?

It's time for some of the monks in the Human Palace to deal with it.

The Human Palace has never been a place of cultivation, let alone a sect. The original intention of those monks to enter the Human Palace was to train warriors and fight for the human race. You have talent, ability, and strength, so you have to fight for those who can't fight, but you just change places to continue cultivating, which is too much!

What you can do as a Qingxuan, there's no reason why I can't make up my mind!

For a moment, Yun Yingluo raised her head. The clouds had long since dissipated, the sky was as blue as a wash, and a round of candlelight was shining. Yun Yingluo rose into the sky and disappeared between heaven and earth.

"The sect master ordered that all the gods and monks above the god transformation in the Snow Moon Nunnery should gather in Luofeng Slope within three hours. A solemn reminder, bring enough spirit stones!"

In fact, where it takes three hours, it only takes a moment

That's enough.

A large white seal was printed towards the void, and one by one the rune paper was scattered in all directions, scattering towards all parts of Xiaoxiang.

Standing in place, only Hanjiang Xue and Shantai Qingxuan and Shantai Xian were standing in place.

"City Lord, I don't understand!"

Tantai Fanghua looked at Tantai Qingxuan and asked.

"Don't call me the city lord, call me master as before, or call me, father!"

Tantai Qingxuan is the father of Yutai Fanghua. But the sect is the sect, and it was called Master Qingxuan from the beginning, or the seniors, and before he became the head of Xueyue Nunnery, he was also called the head of the sect.

"Why do you want to erase the mark of your junior sister?"

Han Jiangxue also looked at his master strangely.

"I'm going to give her the right to choose for herself!" said Qingxuan slowly, "The cultivation of Forgetfulness does not need to be broken. Forgetfulness is a cultivation method used by the patriarch Yutai Fanghua, and then passed on to the ten sons of Xueyue. However, the descendants left by the ten sons of Xueyue in Xueyue Nunnery are only your little junior sister, as well as you and Ye Jinzhi. The night golden branch that also practices the record of forgetting love does not need to forget love to turn into a god, and it is extremely powerful, but Han Jiangxue, who cuts love silk, is not necessarily very powerful, which shows that there is no need to cut love silk. ”

"The love of men and women is the beginning of responsibility, if a person can't bear the love of another person, do you still expect her to be able to shoulder her own responsibility? You must know that the Forgetfulness Record itself is not the practice of the human race, but the cultivation method of the Qingqiu Fox Clan. Your junior sister is also a Sky Fox Body!"

"I set her free. If she can renew her relationship with Gong Chongming, it may be more beneficial to her. If her fate with Gong Chongming is gone, then when she returns to Xiaoxiang, I will portray the Xiaoxiang mark for her again. It's not good to break up the cause and effect of two people!"

Yutai Qingxuan shook his head and walked into the secret realm.

What is the reason for this? Yutai Fanghua said that he could not keep up with the pace of the master.

"Look, Lin Meng's Styx flowers are blooming!"

The Flower of the River Styx was brought from the Upper Realm by the Snow Moon of the Tide. This was originally an anti-heaven treasure that warmed the true spirit of a Dao realm monk, but it was used by Tantai Qingxuan to warm the spirit of Lin Meng, which was scattered by his own hands.

Each of the ten descendants of Xueyue is a proof of the existence of the ancestors, how could the Qingxuan of the Tai Tai let the things of the ancestors be broken?

"I didn't tell you about my sister before because I didn't know if I could succeed. And now, I have a clear conscience. This time I went to Jinghu, and you went to tell Senior Sister Ye. I've become the city lord, it's hard to leave Xiaoxiang!"

"By the way, I promised that the Heavenly Snake Blood Essence Stone of Shui Changtian would also send it to him! ”

"You can do the rest. In the future, although I am the lord of the castle, it is all up to you to consider the matter of mastering the Snow Moon Temple. ”

"Yes, Master!"

Yutai Fanghua was stunned for a while, and then left with Hanjiang Xue Taixian.

Three hours later, a team of more than 100 people crossed the end of the world and slowly marched towards Mirror Lake.