Edgeworth rode the wind and eliminated the demons between heaven and earth.

Yan Chixia stood on Xuanyuan Sword, standing with her hands in her hands, leisurely.

Originally, Xuanyuan Sword didn't agree with him stepping on it, but he said that he wanted to come back and play with Le Ye quickly, and Edgeworth could speed up, and this stupid sword immediately agreed.

Hey, hey, hey... Woo woo woo~

In three months, seeing that she was about to reach her destination, Yan Chixia was proud and sad, but suddenly felt a little emotional and hesitant.

I don't know if the little yellow cat has been subdued by the ancestors now. In other words, with the cleverness of the cat, he felt that the ancestors of the various sects gathered, and the great power came into the world, which could not be matched, and he fled early.

In today's troubled times, there is not so much dirt between the various righteous sects, and the Emei patriarch calculated, so he would naturally notify other righteous sects, otherwise the Dao will eliminate the demon and rise, otherwise the luck and spiritual veins will not be able to hold it at all.

Hey, anyway, that cat hasn't done anything bad, I hope he won't be so irrational and face up to the patriarchs of various factions. In this way, he can give an explanation to his heart, and Xuanyuan Jian will not rebel after knowing the news.

"Huh?"

Xuanyuan Sword paused, Yan Chixia stopped in mid-air, looked down, and then took out the map from his arms and carefully compared, hesitating and dumbfounded.

I saw that below the clouds, which was originally the outskirts of the city, empty, a desolate place, stood a city wall, as high as a hundred zhang, like a giant dragon winding and circling, mighty and magnificent.

The walls are made of huge granite strips, each stone polished as smooth as a mirror, and the joints are so tight that there are almost no gaps visible.

On top of the city wall, there is a tall beacon tower at intervals, like a giant on the city wall, overlooking the earth. The little yellow cat flag on the beacon tower fluttered in the wind, solemn and solemn.

At the bottom of the city wall, there are countless ant-like mortals decorating the city wall with exquisite reliefs, depicting the heroic deeds and myths and legends of the emperors of the past dynasties.

Under the shelter of the city walls, the city suddenly appeared far behind, the streets were wide and straight, and the various buildings were scattered and orderly. These buildings are unique in style, with traditional cornices and arches, pointed vaults, treehouses, and even a simple door with a hole in the door.

The whole city is tightly guarded by this high wall, giving people an impregnable sense of security. As for the original Kyoto, it was surrounded by this large city, and only a small part of it was occupied.

Outside the big city, there are many elite guards standing guard on the official roads and small roads, and there are people from other places constantly queuing up to inspect and enter the city, and then they are soon placed and arranged to work, and a few people are taking refuge with relatives and entering the inner Jingshi.

It is the real center of the world.

What's going on?

Pressing the sword light, Yan Chixia chose to line up into the city on foot. The golden inscription painted on the city wall and the banner seemed to have something special, in the sky just because it was close, he felt a strong threat, and even the Xuanyuan Sword silently bent the tip of the sword, unwilling to approach.

For the sake of the dignity of this new city, to give the owner of the city a face, he did not fly directly in.

The speed of passage through the city gate was extremely fast, and only a few mortals would immediately rush out and take people away from them if they were sensed by a few mortals, causing some commotion, and after a while, the team fell silent again.

What caught his attention was that on the side of the city gate, whether it was the city guards or the brocade guards, they were all boiling in blood and blood, and their physical strength alone was not under him.

Terrifying!

After entering the city wall, there is a large open space, and there is a large building between the open spaces, and the flow of people in the building is endless, and there is a jade talisman at the door to take a photo, and a video has been played.

"With the advent of a new era, develop cyber agriculture and be cyber farmers, you and I will become the cornerstone of the human counterattack on the world, for the sake of mankind!"

On the video, all kinds of large ritual vessels are farming and raising livestock. All kinds of grains and fruits are ripe several times a year and can be harvested quickly, and the warehouses are full of all kinds of grains.

As for livestock, chickens and ducks, all the tasks of the day under the influence of the ritual instrument are to eat and drink, and then lay eggs.

Milk production produces tenfold, if not hundreds, times more in a year than before.

Of course, if these livestock, chickens and ducks are detected to be intelligent and possess demonic powers, they can break away from the identity of the producer and become the unemployed: that is, the allies of the Human Alliance, the warriors.

A warrior's only job is to eat, practice, fight, carve out territory, and deal with monsters and monsters. Battles can earn alliance contribution points, which can be exchanged for freedom, arcane arts, positions, etc.

And at present, the director of several large animal husbandry factories is a chicken demon, good at singing, dancing, very powerful.

Of course, nowadays, the spiritual power is thin, and even cut off, and the power to drive all kinds of magic weapons basically depends on manpower, which can be said to be sweatshops.

The so-called sweatshop is that those powerful warriors use blood and qi to drive magic weapons, reclaim land, ponds, and mountains, nourish grains and fruits, and then use grains and fruits to feed large and small livestock, and then produce meat, eggs and milk, supply the warriors to practice blood qi, and then generate circulation.

In this way, it can be said that no one owes anyone. The human alliance is all their own people, their families.

It sounds very reasonable, but Yan Chixia always feels that something is wrong.

Most cultivators are high up, seeking immortality, and usually spending some time on cultivation to slay demons and eliminate demons, which is a luxury for them, how can they spend the cost and energy to pay attention to the life and death of these ordinary people, as well as the matter of eating?

It is only with them that they are Emei and have dual cultivation of Buddhism and Taoism, so they will cultivate their own bodies at the same time, but also purify sentient beings, accumulate merits, and survive calamities in the future.

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Thinking of this, he hurriedly continued to walk towards the city.

Today's drastic changes really make him unable to understand, and even a little hesitant, and he needs the ancestors to solve his doubts.

Half an hour, Emei station.

"What, the patriarch and the elders are drinking flower wine with that protector beast in the Sect Division, and they also spent a lot of money to wrap up the entire Sect Division?"

Yan Chixia was dumbfounded, and suddenly had some doubts about life.

It's only been three months on the road, why can't he understand the world at all? Cultivators, pure hearts and few desires, will the dignified Emei elders and patriarchs go to drink flower wine?

Crazy, the whole world is crazy!

No, he must bring the ancestors back to the right path, otherwise the world will be over!

dragged it stiffly, taking the Xuanyuan Sword, which had not wanted to move since entering the city, Yan Chixia angrily walked in the direction of the original Jingshi Teaching Workshop. Of course, he was not familiar with that place as a well-known demon slayer leader.

But I once heard a friend of his say that it hides filth, sucks people's spirit, and tries to make hard-earned money, which is not a good place to hear.

ran and took it away, and walked for three days, even at Yan Chixia's speed, it was only possible to reach the original Jingshi city wall. He couldn't imagine how the vast dragon wall on the outskirts had been built in such a short period of time in just three months.

It can't be all the spiritual power that all the great cultivators have cultivated with great difficulty, and they work together to build it, right? Is everyone so idle?

Kyoshi, city walls.

The defenders were tall and determined. They had no armor on them, and their muscles looked tense and powerful in the sun, as if they were mountain peaks, solid and steady.

In the void, the power of qi and blood was surging, like a raging fire, always maintaining a fierce state of battle.

Even when Yan Chixia passed through the city wall, she unconsciously felt the oppression of this kind of qi and blood power. It was as if his mana was suppressed by a powerful force, and he couldn't function as freely as usual.

This sense of oppression made him can't help but speed up his pace, hurrying by, unwilling to stop longer.

Since ancient times, they have been serious cultivators, eating and drinking, calming themselves and cultivating themselves, refining qi and transforming gods, but in fact, what they are refining is the pure qi of heaven and earth.

And the blood and evil qi of the military formation can easily affect the operation of the mana of the righteous path monk, and even the sky-high evil qi formed by the military formation may directly oppress the righteous path monk into a mortal who is powerless.

In this way,

Even if the Great Monk is not careful in the military formation, he may fall. Therefore, righteous monks like them rarely participate in state affairs, one is afraid of military encirclement, and the other is of course afraid of cause and effect entanglement.

People's hearts are made of meat, as long as you stay in the red dust of the world, you will inevitably have all kinds of relatives and friends. For example, Ning Caichen, he saved him a few times and became a benefactor, don't you save him next time you see a difficulty?

"Hey!" Sighing and shaking her head, Yan Chixia stood solemnly in front of the sect with a serious expression.

As the head of the Demon Dao, he really didn't want to go to this kind of place.

"Oh, Yan Daxia, you are here, you don't know, Pear Blossom Girl thinks about you day and night every day, and washes her face with tears. Hurry up, the hall is wrapped today, and the slave family will take you through the back door.

Speaking of which, Yan Daxia, we haven't communicated for a long time, why don't I serve you with Pear Blossom today?" The graceful old bustard said happily.

This Yan Daxia is very famous in the Teaching Workshop Division, she was like this when she first came out of the cabinet a few decades ago, when she heard that she was only twenty years old, but now decades have passed, but her appearance has never changed.

The most important thing is that don't look at this hero's appearance, but his martial arts are broad and profound, and he is very popular with girls.

Of course, the girls who were fostered by the Church Division changed every few years.

"Ahem!" Yan Chixia hurriedly coughed twice, looked around left and right, and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that there was no one.

As I said before, people's hearts are flesh and blood, and it is the most difficult to accept the grace of beauties, although he is a cultivator, but there are some things that are difficult to refuse, and he can't refuse.

As the saying goes, if I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell, for the sake of purifying all sentient beings, he has no choice but to sacrifice himself to feed the tiger, damaging small virtues and doing great justice.

Not a big problem.

"Your Excellency?" Seeing that Yan Daxia was a little hesitant, Mother Wang hurriedly comforted: "Don't worry, Yan Daxia, the people who came to the hall today are all masters of various sects, and the sisters inside are elegant and pure, everyone is playful, and they will not interfere with you."

Yan Chixia was annoyed: "What nonsense, my Emei Patriarch is in the building today, and I came to pay homage to the Patriarch."

Mother Wang's eyes widened, as if she understood something.

This is still a cultivator who can play, and when he is older, he has seen too much play, and sure enough, he began to pursue some exciting things. Is this what they often mean by their fellow believers?

Boy!

Seeing that Yan Daxia's face was getting redder and redder, Wang's mother was blessed to her heart, and hurriedly said:

"Yan Daxia, the masters are all in the hall, saying that they want to talk about the important matters related to the life and death of the Cangsheng human race, and they will not let anyone interfere, and they only call all the sisters in the division to say that they are cultivating their sentiments.

I don't know exactly what I'm doing. The hall seems to be sealed by some kind of barrier, you can't see it, you can't hear it, and the food you deliver will automatically fly in when you put it at the door.

I'll take you there."

At the entrance of the hall, Yan Chixia took a deep breath and strode into the enchantment.

He could already imagine the scene inside, the patriarchs and seniors were sitting in a precarious position, with serious expressions, talking about ways to save the world.

Even some key places, big demons and demons, still need a specific power to sacrifice themselves to turn the tide. For example, the old demon of Montenegro, occupying the underworld, can it be solved by non-Buddhism.

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But in that kind of underworld, the body of the flesh enters, and there is a high probability that there is no way to come back.

"Hum~"

One enters the enchantment.

"Move, knock, knock, hit, hit, hey, hey!"

"Meow Meow~"

In the hall, the light was dim and soft, filled with the faint smell of smoke and the rhythmic sound of music that vibrated the heart. Yan Chixia felt as if she was in a world different from the everyday.

Look around, the shape of *** people. Some people sat in high chairs, around the middle wine table, holding wine glasses, talking and laughing. Some people writhe their bodies to the rhythm of the music on the high stage, releasing their inner emotions to the fullest.

Especially the little yellow cat, standing at the most

In the middle, the cerebellar swayed up and down with the music, the little tail flicked around, the big eyes opened, and two blue lights shone up and down, causing a burst of screams.

Still others sit in the corner, whispering and enjoying the privacy of the space.

Then, Yan Chixia's gaze was attracted by a figure. It was a woman in a tight black dress, with long hair and a shawl, a white beard, and a pure face.

She sat elegantly in the leather chair of the table below, with her bare feet up, petite and white, holding a glass of red glass wine in her hand. Her gaze was misty, as if she was thinking about something.

Yan Chixia seemed to be attracted by her beauty and elegance, and couldn't help but cast her gaze. However, the woman seemed to sense his gaze and suddenly turned her head to meet his.

At that moment, their eyes met, as if time had stopped.

Yan Chixia felt her heart beat faster, her face was slightly hot, and she quickly looked away, trying to hide her nervousness and embarrassment. However, he knew that this unforgettable moment was deeply engraved in his heart.

There is no other reason, the main thing is that this woman turned out to be his Emei's ancestor: the white-eyed ancestor!

What's going on here? Master Zu, wake up!

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