Although there is no big chaos in the world, this cannot change the fact that the human race is dying out day by day.

Yin Si, Humanity, Immortal Dao, including the Demon Dao, no matter which side's qi increases, it will weaken the human race's qi in disguise.

The more the incense of the gods flourishes, the weaker the qi of the human race.

Xu Fu and Xie Yun can't save the human race, unless the Heavenly Dao cancels the War of the Gods, which is impossible.

The calm before the storm, the ghosts, the demons dancing. A small city like Hequ County is not immune. Hundred ghosts cry at night, and bumpers are rampant. The mountainous area is more obvious, the mountain spirits and wild monsters kill the people at will, even if there are supernatural departments to maintain stability, but most of these demons and monsters are tangible and incorporeal, they

There's really only so much you can do.

In this case, the incense of the Taoist temple will only become more and more prosperous, and it will be worth a fortune.

Cultivating the Tao is not an easy thing, through the yin and yang and knowing the five elements to kill the evil and cross the soul, these things are still done by the people in the Dao Sect, and the cultivator academy built by the human race still needs a long time to develop.

It's a pity that the Daomen Life and Death Tribulation is currently preparing for the battle of the gods, and has no intention of saving the world at all. The demon path is far away in the East China Sea, and he is stared at by Yin Si, and he can only look at the ocean and sigh.

The day is fine, but the night is absolutely not allowed to go out.

Bars and nightclubs in the era of the end of France have disappeared one by one, and even the crime rate has been greatly reduced.

……

Hequ County, in a garden in the suburbs.

The warm winter sun is perfect for basking in the sun.

A pair of children, six or seven years old, followed a slightly aged middle-aged man for a walk in the park.

The children were just the age of mischievousness, chasing and playing in the garden.

The middle-aged man is old, looking for a bench to sit down, his eyes are close, and his body and mind are lazy in the warm winter sun.

There are other people in the park, and there are a lot of people.

Nowadays, people's lifestyles have changed too much, and people are not so nervous about going to work and school, and the apocalyptic crisis has slowed down the pace of people's lives, reducing intrigue and intrigue, and making people cherish the warmth of relatives more.

The supernatural department does not prohibit people from worshiping ghosts and gods, ghosts and gods can give them spiritual comfort, but ghosts and gods are very distant things after all, and what can really comfort the soul is the emotions between relatives.

For children, parents are the greatest gods in heaven and on earth.

The middle-aged man sat on the bench, groggy and dozing, not noticing at all that a young man had come to him at some point.

The young man was dressed in tatters, and the clothes on his body did not look like they were bought, nor did they look like they were made, but more like they were picked up.

Clothes are dirty and torn, as are shoes.

But his face was clean, as clean as mutton fat and white jade.

His eyes were transparent, like sparkling black gems.

The young man sat next to the middle-aged man and looked at him with a very complicated and tender gaze.

"Who are you?" The little girl came back to find her grandfather when she was tired of running, and asked when she saw the young man.

The young man smiled slightly, but did not speak.

The middle-aged man was awakened by his granddaughter's words, sat up straight, sensed the presence of the young man, and glanced back.

Just one glance and you can't take your eyes off it.

Middle-aged people are lonely, even if they have a pair of young children who are happy on their knees, even if his son and daughter-in-law are very filial, he is still lonely.

After the death of his wife, this loneliness became even more apparent.

Although he is in the hinterland of the Terrans, the middle-aged man has his own means to pay attention to some news that will not circulate within the Terrans at all.

For example, the war in the Longmen Desert Ancient Land, the battle of the gods in the Heavenly Court, he also knew that the gods in the Taoist Temple had changed a lot.

In the past few years, there have been several more wars between humanity and immortals.

Taking advantage of the rebellion of the Heavenly Court, Lu Chunyang destroyed half of the foundation of the Immortal Dao in the world. After Murong Yuanrui re-stabilized the situation in the Heavenly Court, he was bound to compete with humanity for territory in the human world.

In fact, middle-aged people don't care about humanity and immortals at all, and they don't care which school the gods in Taoist temples belong to.

He cares about the Demon Dao.

It's a pity that the Demon Dao hasn't moved in the past few years, if it weren't for the East China Sea being too far away, he really wanted to take a look.

It was the greatest wish of his life, to see his brother.

Time flies, and years have passed in the blink of an eye.

At the end of the battle of Helan Mountain, his brother came back once and gave their father and mother their last ride.

After that, he never returned.

He knew that the path of cultivation should cut off the earthly edge, and the parents were the root, and if the parents were not there, the dusty edge would be broken.

Therefore, he is not worthy of his brother to remember the world.

Nor did he expect that his brother would come to see him again. It's just that every year during the Chinese New Year, he will leave an empty seat next to him and pour a glass of wine for his brother.

On the fifteenth day of the new year, he also put incense in front of his brother's portrait to pray for his brother's blessing and for the blessing of the devil's way.

Sandieyang Guan fell into tears, how rich is the flesh and blood for ten years.

Turning his head to look at the young man's unchanged face, the middle-aged man didn't feel that tears wet the corners of his eyes.

"Grandpa, why are you crying?" The cute little girl reached out and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes for her grandfather.

"It's windy, and I'm blind."

After speaking, the middle-aged man beckoned a pair of children to leave.

After the middle-aged man left, the young man sat alone on a bench and looked at the men and women walking in the garden.

After a while, the middle-aged man returned again.

Knowing that young people can't be contaminated with dust, he sends the child home first.

But when he returned, the young man was gone.

Why did he come and go?

The middle-aged man couldn't figure it out, and no one gave him an answer.

……

Shaanxi, Lintong, Lishan, Qinhuang Mausoleum.

The Mausoleum of the Qin Emperor is now closed to the human race, including the entire Lishan Mountain, which is listed as a forbidden place by the Spiritual Sect.

The Mausoleum of the Qin Emperor is a place where the qi of the human race is condensed, not only because Qin Shi Huang swept the Eight Desolations and Liuhe, but also because it is where the inheritance of the Wumen is located.

Xu Fu has not many longevity, and the battle of the gods will be his last battle.

Yan Tuo's departure made the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum lose its strongest guard, but fortunately, Xie Yun filled the vacancy in time.

Since handing over the main battle flag to the Demon Dao that time, Xie Yun began to concentrate on understanding the Yin and Yang Broken Swords in the underground palace of the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum.

She is a person with great luck, and she quickly ate all this set of sword techniques, and as a result, she raised her combat power to the realm of the strongest Dao Ancestor.

Xie Yun's retreat is to realize the last knife of the two broken knives of yin and yang in the intersection of heaven and earth, and return to the source to ward off evil spirits.

There are no tricks to return to the source to ward off evil spirits, everyone's heart is different, and the knife skills realized are also different.

The return to the Yuan to ward off evil spirits by the Protector of the Broken Army is very direct, that is, a partition.

Heaven and earth are intertwined, and yin and yang are broken.

Therefore, when the Protector Tianzun of the Broken Army used this move, he could cut off the Lechuan River.

Xie Yun's pursuit is different, what Xie Yun wants is the peace of the human race.

Therefore, the return to the source and ward off evil spirits that she wants to understand is not to cut off, but to expel them.

Expelled all strange forces and chaos, and restored the dignity of the human race, and there were people between heaven and earth.

Xie Yun learned the knife in the underground palace, and Xu Fu guarded in Lishan.

There is a military base of the human spirit family on Lishan, and here, Xu Fu can detect the rivers and mountains of Huaxia in Kyushu.

On this day, someone came to the Lishan military base and delivered a rectangular package.

The package is more than four feet long, and it is heavy to start.

The package was delivered by courier, and the people who began to accept it didn't care at first, but they became cautious after seeing the name on the package.

This package is specified to be signed by Xu Fu.

After layers of communication and testing, the package was finally handed over to Xu Fu intact.

Xu Fu only glanced at it, and his face became solemn.

He rubbed his hand over the package to make sure it contained.

The note on the package said that Xu Fu had signed for it, and it also wrote a straight word.

It is a stop, there is a beginning and an end.

After receiving the package, Xu Fu began to deduce the divination technique of the Wumen Sect and got an answer that shocked him.

After being shocked, there was a panic, and he immediately took the package to the underground palace to find Xie Yun.

In the underground palace, Xie Yun was facing 100,000 terracotta warriors and horses, realizing the majesty of the army.

Holding the magic knife of Chiyou in his hand.

Legend has it that the power of this knife increases when it drinks blood, and the more people you kill, the more powerful it becomes.

After his death, the Jiuli Demon Dragon brought the sword and the battle flag of the soldier master, along with Chiyou's corpse, to the Dragon City.

Seeing Xie Yun, Xu Fu's heart settled down slightly.

"I'm going to the East China Sea."

"What are you doing in the East China Sea?" Xie Yun asked.

"Someone sent me a package, I want to give it to the Demon Dao, you must not know what the package contains."

Hearing Xu Fu say this, Xie Yun swept over the package in his hand with a divine thought. "There's an ancient sword in there." Xie Yun said.