It's twilight.

The ghost tree hurriedly went out of the restaurant, and everyone on the street closed early, closed, and almost empty.

"Tonight is the last night of the Monster Outbreak."

He muttered.

Tomorrow is the red sun, and now it is the darkest before dawn.

This night will be the coldest night in this 150 years!

The wind was gusting in the city.

The darkness at this moment is like an eternal night, covering up the noise and brightness of the day, and the temperature between heaven and earth is suddenly cold.

It was as if the whole world had come to the frozen ice field in an instant, blowing a cold wind of slaughter.

The abyssal hell of the abyss lingers throughout Kyushu, immersing the world in a quiet and mysterious atmosphere.

"We must take advantage of the chaos to take action against the city."

The ghost tree raised his head and looked at the eternal night sky that had lost its stars:

"Early tomorrow morning, the saint will give amnesty to the world, the heavens and the earth will be clear, and there will be no more turbidity, and the three ancestors of my Zhang family will also be withdrawn."

His back straightened, revealing a hint of tension that he hadn't seen in a long time.

He left his hometown and remembered the three amiable ancestors at this special moment.

The three figures patiently taught future generations and gently answered knowledge.

The history of their Zhang family is written by each other, they are the monuments in the ancient genealogy, and they are the hymns that move forward in the roar, and now they will disperse with the smoke and dust of history today.

Like all the descendants of the Zhang family, he grew up in these three teachings when he was a child, reading and solving doubts, so that he has today's achievements.

They are the monuments of history and the elders that future generations look forward to.

"The family is gone."

He carried the long sword on his back, gathered his clothes, and suddenly felt that today was extremely cold, worthy of a cold winter once in a hundred and fifty years.

"Ancestors, don't worry, there will be me in the future."

When he lowered his head, he looked as usual.

"Let's go." He said, "Let us go and storm this city by night."

It's not that he doesn't want to save it, it's that he can't save it.

The ancestor is gone, and the Zhang family may make a comeback.

If he pulls out the three ancestors, everyone knows that his ghost spectrum is the Zhang family, who can tolerate them?

"Are you really okay?" The sword fairy said softly.

"Sometimes, you have to give up the past to have the future." There was a hint of self-deprecation on Onipu's face.

"Can you tell us about the saints of today?" The sword fairy suddenly spoke.

The ghost spectrum smiled, and suddenly became interested:

"In the history of mankind, there is a tower that reaches to the sky, and he sits at the top of the pinnacle of intellect, and he is the greatest hero in history."

"He is a saint of the day, ruling the entire Jiusui Dynasty for hundreds of thousands of years, and he has been prosperous for a long time."

"It is no exaggeration to say that human beings can open up the Three Flowers and embark on the Immortal Path, it is this one who led a group of sages to taste all the herbs and open the current era of the Three Flowers Immortal Dao, and he opened up the original concept of the Five Body Realm."

"In the primeval era when people had no way to practice, he used his fantasies to fight against ideals, planted spiritual roots in his own body, explored the enlightenment theory of planting three flowers on the top, proved the conjecture of the immortal cycle in his body, and promoted the development and iteration of spiritual roots again and again in these hundreds of thousands of years, so that he had the brilliant achievements of this era."

"He overthrew the old dynasty of cannibalism hundreds of thousands of years ago and established a new policy to make everyone equal in the world and cultivate spiritual roots."

He looked at the sky and said softly:

"He is a hero among heroes, a living epic, the brightest star in the great history of mankind, the greatest seeker."

"There are countless tombstones at his feet, countless ancient heroes turned into tombstones, and he is the only one alive, walking alone in the cemetery of his companions everywhere."

The sword fairy's heart trembled when she heard this.

This is the real mythical fairy world with a long history!

Thousands of great powers belong to themselves.

The strength of one person can suppress the eons and open up one after another

The prosperous age, he lived, was a mythical era that lasted for hundreds of thousands of years.

Even the history of dinosaurs is more than 100 million years, and this Xianxia world is not hundreds of thousands of years old, which is a joke.

It's not even hundreds of thousands of years old.

In the past, there were the so-called old dynasties, and the more distant mythological era is difficult to trace.

But now, after countless times of development, it is now recognized as the peak era of the strongest Immortal Dao!

Even a monk of the Five Body Realm is so outrageous, living for eight hundred years, you can know how many times it has been updated.

After all, the times are moving forward on the shoulders of great men, not going backwards!

This mythical emperor, who ruled the world for hundreds of thousands of years, opened up the flowers and plants named after the spirit plant Kyushu.

And in every city, the Red Mansion - a local cemetery was established.

It is precisely with this facility that the major families can be checked and balanced to a certain extent, so that young people can go in and ask for advice from the sages of the past.

Otherwise, the "private graves" of families everywhere, ordinary people do not even have the qualifications to contact their ancestors, which will only make the upward channel of ordinary people more unbreakable!

Even.

The red sun in front of him also makes the entire Kyushu flow like living water, sucking away those stubborn diseases that have fallen and relying on the ancestral grave to survive, and giving up a new position to future generations.

All kinds of measures to govern the country, check and balance families, gate valves, big factions, religions, are full of details.

In addition, the punishment of heavy punishment was used to rule the world, the corpse of the five horses was divided, the car was split, and the punishment of beheading fell on the body of different monks, which varied from person to person.

This can allow the imperial court to rule the world with heavy rules, not to be too resisted in the family, and can also suppress the monks to violate the ban by force, and protect the common people to the greatest extent.

All kinds of details are reflected.

This sage who leads the progress of mankind has always checked and balanced the forces of all parties, opened up many eras, and carried the burden for the people of the world to move forward, so that there is today's immortal prosperity!

The sword fairy murmured:

"It really seems to be a vast and vast world of sophistry, with its own punishments, rules, perfect self-justification, worthy of the greatest prosperity."

Originally, she thought that the greatest era was in vain, after all, although the people had the opportunity to study, they still suffered.

But now that I look at it, the weirdness and danger of this world's cultivation system leads to the inevitable imperfection of it.

It's good to be able to do it to this extent.

Even the so-called catastrophe of the Red Sun, in which countless people were displaced, was a sacrifice made in order to maintain the inevitable order of the cycle of life and death and to send most of the ferocious treachery.

Ghost Spectrum sighed,

"Yes, we were born in this era of bright stars, and it is the most fortunate thing for all races to witness this glorious thing!"

He smiled softly, "It's time to do it."

There was a flicker, and he suddenly entered the clan land of an urban area.

"Who!?"

Soon a voice of anger was heard.

Several of the Three-Element Realm cultivators in the family roared, "You are the wanted demon cultivator, how dare you do this? Actually taking advantage of the fire to rob?"

"You just say if there's anything I want!" The wild laughter of the ghost spectrum resounded throughout the winter night.

The other side was silent for a while, "This medicine, yes, take it!"

"Farewell!"

Onipu took the storage ring and glanced at one of them, smiling with satisfaction.

Swing your sword and slash.

Flutter!

The huge sword shadow almost slashed the entire huge ancestral land in half, and I don't know how many people died in it, and staggered into a scarecrow to stand up.

"How daring!" A voice of terror and anger came: "Go and save the people, and kill those scarecrows, lest they spread everywhere and increase in number, and destroy our people completely."

The whole family moved everywhere, the sound of fighting sounded, and the fire was extinguished everywhere.

"Go to the next one."

Onipu smiled slightly.

The red sun is the best time for him to take advantage of the fire to rob.

The major Trinity Realm cultivators were all pinned.

If it were normal, it would be enough for him to provoke a big family in a city, let alone all the families in the entire city!

It's just bullying them and they can't pull away.

"Won't others learn from us to be bandits and take advantage of the fire in the red sun?" The sword fairy asked suddenly.

Ghost Pu shook his head: "Other great cultivators who can go to the Three Yuan Realm, there is no ancestor suppression in their own family? The righteous path, the demon path, everyone is very busy, how can they have time to loot other families."

In the three-element realm, there must be a family.

Wild monks, it is impossible to reach the three-element realm.

This requires the background of the big clan in the city, and at least a few million magic money resources to supply a three-element realm cultivator.

When you are a casual cultivator, where do you get such resources?

Scattered cultivation has reached the sky, saving thousands or tens of thousands of magic money, and barely breaking through the four visceral realms.

If you want to go further, you have to join the family and become an offering.

If the qualifications are more amazing, it is to worship the imperial court, such as Jianxin.

"So, basically no one will rob other families in the Red Sun! Of course, there are also accidents, such as me, who have no pressure from the elders, will take advantage of the fire to rob."

Onipu smiled,

"But if ordinary robbers do it to them, they can't break their bones."

"Only if I have a divine weapon in my hand, and the lethality of their low-level monks is too great, I am good at virus infection, and I can kill 800,000 people in one night, and they will be afraid of me."

The Sword Fairy felt that it made sense.

If it's an ordinary robber, are they afraid of a ghost?

An ordinary three-element realm sneak attack, even if the entire family is contained, they have the ability to fight back!

But it's the sword of the scarecrow, which specializes in killing trash fish!

I can't do the overhaul of your family's three-element realm, so I'll engage your juniors, and you just say whether to give money or not!

Otherwise, you're the Commander of the Light Pole.

They were afraid that like the three major families in Pyeongchang City next door, they would die overnight and only Commander Guang Pole would remain.

That's why hemorrhage.

"Let's go, let's go to the next one."

Ghost Pu smiled, "I'm afraid that there is an urgent matter in the imperial court! Jian Xin really didn't show up, he wasn't fishing for me, I had to take advantage of the red day to go a few more houses, and as soon as the red sun passed tomorrow, I had to run."

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