The north wind swept the ground, and the withered grass flew wildly.

Outside a ruined fortress, two small armies were fighting, and the battle was soon over, with the victor taking the horses, armor, and all the booty that could be taken away, and leaving the rest to the wolves and vultures in the sky outside the battlefield.

This is Yangshan Pass, but it has now been renamed Yangguan.

It has long ceased to be majestic, countless wars, and more than 2,000 years of wind and rain erosion, so that Jiang Mu is almost unrecognizable.

Jiang Mu stood on the edge of the battlefield with the flying sword on his back, as if he was looking at a painting that was constantly moving away, but still extremely clear.

After a long time, he took out a jar of Chang'an wine and slowly sprinkled it, two thousand years, the vicissitudes of life, the world has changed a few times, and he has almost forgotten the appearance of his apprentices.

Even the Dao system of the Floating Cloud Sect has fallen.

Looking back on the past, I suddenly found that many things that I once insisted on and thought were bigger than the sky were just like that.

Wine flies in the dust, like blood sprayed under a knife's edge.

It's not a question of value or not, but never thought about it.

"Wu Na miscellaneous old way, good wine, why pour it out, people can't drink it when they die, why don't you give it to so-and-so?"

In a weed, a bloody man shouted that he was a soldier who had just escaped from the battlefield, but because he was wounded, he had to flee here.

Jiang Mu turned his head and glanced at him.

"Good!"

After that, he threw over the remaining half of the Chang'an wine, and the deserter continued, with a burst of cow drinking, and his face and chest were stained with liquor everywhere, but after he drank it, he lay down in the grass and laughed.

"What a miscellaneous old man, I received a meal from you, and I came to cut off the head of a certain person, and went to the city of Yangguan to exchange for some money."

Jiang Mu glanced at him again, ignored his crazy words, and drifted away.

Half a day later, Jiang Mu's figure appeared outside a small remote city, where there was an equally dilapidated land temple with few incense, and it was once called Fan Zhenjun Temple.

The soul of Fan Tian, the head of the Divine Sword Sect, used to receive mortal incense here, but now, this place has become a strange place, and I don't know who has laid a large array to isolate yin and yang here, hiding the only remaining yin world here, I think it should be a certain jailer immortal.

Jiang Mu didn't have this ability before, but now that he has this ability, he finds that he can't be used.

I bought incense in the old temple and lit it, along with the green smoke and birds, a little bit of his divine will also drifted into the land temple below, in the underground of about a thousand zhang, is a huge underground city, but all are buried by the soil, the city is full of jars containing ashes, a large array shrouded here, is driven by the spirit of the fairy.

In other words, if there was no third end law coming, this great array could have operated for at least another 10,000 years.

But when the third end of the law comes, and with the arrival of the third era of the Gu Immortals, the Yin World will completely disappear.

Jiang Mu's divine will patrolled outside the underground city for a long time, and finally subdivided the divine will into 10,000 parts, and then took one of them to enter, and then saw that the city was no longer the same as before, but had wide streets, dense houses, covering a radius of thousands of miles, for two thousand years, the dead spirits of all dynasties and generations gathered here.

But not all people are qualified to form undead, and not all undead can enter this netherworld, and it is not easy to live here.

Jiang Mu's divine will floated by, and finally landed in a large mansion covering an area of more than 1,000 acres in the south of the city, stepping into it, but seeing houses piled up, like pigeon cages.

It wasn't until he entered the backyard that he saw that it was more spacious and unattended, and when Jiang Mu arrived at a big house, he finally saw two acquaintances, Zhang He and Li Ying.

They are still there, but they are so old that they are about to dissipate, and they are all maintained by relying on the pure yin qi in the Yin Qi Treasure Bottle left by Jiang Mu seven hundred years ago.

But just by looking at their appearance, they don't know how much of this yin qi has been dispersed.

"Master!"

The two of them raised their eyes and saw Jiang Mu, but they were not excited, they just smiled, they had lost their perception of time.

Jiang Mu could only smile when he looked at them.

"Master, the disciple is leaving, this life is like a dream." Li Ying said softly, I don't know if I was telling Jiang Mu or myself.

"Master, I want to go and see Fuyun Mountain." Zhang He said in a low voice, "Look at the jade mine in the front mountain, the dark iron mine in the back mountain, look at the sword grinding stone on the north mountain, and look at the cloud lake under the south mountain." ”

"Good!"

Jiang Mu nodded and took away the souls of Li Ying and Zhang He, but suddenly heard a surprised voice.

"Master, it's really Master!"

The person who came was a yang god, a very weak yang god, and he could only vaguely see his delicate face.

Jiang Mu's heart was filled with a little ripple, this was his disciple Wei Yue, who was also his wife in the Immortal Dream, she had been practicing in the Divine Sword Sect, and she did not return to the Floating Cloud Sect after the end of the law, but cultivated into the Yang God.

I haven't seen each other several times, and I don't want to see each other today.

"You're alright."

"Master, the disciple is very good, in this era of the end of the Fa, it is already good to be able to survive. Now the Yang God in the Divine Sword Sect is only a disciple and a few apprentices, but the Heavenly Cave Heaven now seems to be showing signs of collapse, and the disciple took the apprentice to the two senior brothers, but he never wanted to see the master, you come and meet the master. ”

"Disciples, wait to meet the ancestors."

The three weaker Yang Gods stepped forward to salute, and Jiang Mu nodded slightly, "You guys come with me too." ”

After that, roll up Wei Yue and her disciples, and the next moment they are already on the top of Fuyun Mountain, where the Peach Blossom Fairy has already set up camp and laid the foundation of the medicine hall.

The souls of Li Ying, Zhang and the two were released, Jiang Mu covered the sun with a flying sword on the door panel, and watched the souls of the two crying and laughing on Fuyun Mountain, and finally dissipated like flying smoke.

Jiang Mu stood on the top of the mountain for a long time, then turned around, and the Peach Blossom Fairy also came, "It seems that you are really determined to escape from prison, or what else is the mess, leave it to me." ”

"Thank you for your understanding." Jiang Mu thanked him, and then called Wei Yue and a few people over, "I also asked my grandmother to take care of it on my behalf." ”

"Yang God? It is not easy to persist to this day, but this is simple, now the vain prison is getting weaker, send them to the sky, get the identity of a jailer immortal, you can reshape the immortal body, although it will be very weak, not even one thousandth of the iron like a mountain, but at least it is okay, even if it reaches the end of the third law, you can also get the chance of eternal life, I am short of helpers here, okay, I will deal with this matter, you go and do it yourself. ”

"Don't give me any fairy energy, I have my own reserves, the poor family is rich, even if you kid has a lot of fairy spirit qi in your hands, don't use dry food, keep it, we live better than you in the world, it won't be worse, but you, this time, you really can't come back!"

The Peach Blossom Fairy said casually, as if chattering, and waved her hand impatiently to drive Jiang Mu away, but when Jiang Mu left, her expression was melancholy.

I was a sword immortal in the era of the end of the law.

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