After knowing the basic data, the next few murals looked much more normal.

It's more like the middle-aged man's autobiography.

However, through the details, it can be seen that this middle-aged man is the lord of this city, responsible for guarding the safety of the people.

There are also several masters in the city, at least in the depiction, all of them are Jiujue-like existences.

A city, nearly 10 Nine Senses...

With this terrifying combat power, it's no wonder that monsters can be tamed.

As time passed, the lord of the city grew older, and he seemed more and more gentle, kind, and his favorite thing to do was to walk the streets, watch the people have enough food and clothing, and show a happy smile.

Of course...

These so-called people, such as the uncle who sold sugar on the side of the road, took them out, and it is estimated that they are all five senses.

Just when the old city lord thought that he would grow old, die, and enjoy his old age in peace, an accident happened.

It's as if some kind of catastrophe has happened in the world.

All kinds of natural disasters continue to occur.

If it's just a volcanic eruption and a flood sweeping, with the power of these nine senses, it's not enough to be the Tao.

But what's even more terrifying is that in this world, the aura seems to be gradually weakening.

They finally panicked!

On that day, the old city lord walked out of his city, stepped into the lake, crossed the mountains and rivers, and came to the top of a high mountain!

At the top of the hill stands a splendid palace!

Inside the palace, there is a huge round table.

The old man sat down at the table, and the old lord sat down as well.

They seemed to be discussing something, there was constant controversy, and the atmosphere didn't seem particularly good.

Especially the old city lord, he slapped the table, blew his beard and stared.

But in the end...

The old lord compromised.

He sat on the chair decadently, looking very lost, no longer having the spirit of a young Lingyun as he once was, nor the elegance and calmness of middle age, confident and introverted.

At that moment, he looked even older, and left lonely and returned to his own city.

He stood on the wall.

This is the place where he used to stand the most, where he could see the whole city and pay attention to every one of his people!

But now, when he stood in this position again, he became so frightened that he did not even dare to look at them.

Every time the people raised their heads and looked at the old city lord, they still believed in him so much, showing a simple smile.

The old city lord didn't dare to look back, lowered his head slightly, and his back looked even more rickety.

The painting of this mural is the worst overall.

The lines are a little shaky.

It can be seen that the painter is in a very unstable state of mind when depicting this scene.

Including the last few photos, it also looks a little messy.

In general, the natural disasters are getting more and more serious, the aura is thin, and the old city lord and other masters in the city are trying to protect the people in the city.

It wasn't until the twelfth mural that it ushered in a major turning point.

A powerful 'human being' was suspended in the sky, exuding a dazzling light, and on this day, all natural disasters and man-made disasters were suppressed!

Just when the people thought that the disaster was over, this master burst out with a powerful aura and tore a hole in the sky.

Eventually, a special otherworldly space gradually took shape.

They used the power of their own rules to keep filling that space.

Mountains, trees, rivers...

Even...

It's the sun!

The old city lord was also involved, and the people were a little dazed and puzzled.

But they are still comforting each other, but they are just moving to a new home, and it doesn't hurt.

Pity...

When the world was completely formed, a 'person' who stood at the top of the world stepped into that land, bringing his family, friends...

But they completely ignored the wails of the people.

The people in the city looked at the old city lord with hopeful eyes, as if they were expecting something.

But in the end, he only saw the ashamed face of the old city lord, and lowered his head with self-reproach.

For a time, the city was filled with despair.

Some of them broke down, they sat on the ground, and they wept and cried.

Some people angrily pointed at the old city lord and cursed constantly.

There are also those who, at this moment, are calm...

They smiled, looked at the old city lord, and sent him their last wishes.

Although the mural can't match the lines, I believe that at that moment, they must have expressed their most sincere kindness to the old city lord.

The old city lord is in mid-air, bowing to the city he has guarded all his life!

Other masters in the famous castle pool poured into the new world.

With family, children, friends.

Including the family of the old city lord, they are also in this group.

Just when everyone thought that the old city lord was about to step away, he fell to the ground lightly, picked up an ignorant child on the street, and slowly lifted it into the air and sent him into the new world.

The old lord's son stood on the edge of the rift, as if he were crying out anxiously, but as if he couldn't hear it, he finally returned to the city where he had lived all his life.

Until the rift slowly closed, the old city lord did not turn around again.

At this point, the mural seems to have come to an end, and it also breaks the conjecture of the rest of his life.

In his original thoughts, this should be the autobiography that the old city lord portrayed for himself, describing the events of his life.

But now, it seems, this is not the case.

The rest of his life stood at the end of the mural, lost in thought.

After a long time, he returned to the front of the mural, re-recorded the content of the video, added photos, and made sure that no details were missed, and then continued to walk deeper.