Connecting the Tianling Taiyi Valley, the three provinces of Jin woke up from the settlement. Calculated according to the season, it should have been a bright spring, with birds singing and flowers, but the sky was shrouded in dense smoke and dust, and the four seasons were only in the middle of winter, and the cold wind was raging, and there was no daylight. How long will these days last?

He gently stroked the flying sword on his knee, thoughtfully.

A flying sword two feet seven inches long, hidden in a sheath, without showing its edge. This sword was given to him by Master Ruan himself, and he was told to practice it with his heart and not to live up to the relics of his ancestors. The so-called sword is easy to obtain, flying sword is hard to find, sword cultivation chooses sword, flying sword also chooses the master, the more powerful the flying sword, the more picky the choice of the master. Fortunately, the flying sword that Master Ruan solemnly passed down was in line with him, and it could even be said that it was natural, and he did what he wanted when he was refined.

But there was always a vague flaw in his heart, as if something was missing.

Ruan Shi cultivated him with all his might, and the elixir of Dongming City was delivered to him like a stream, and Jin San Province was forced by the medicinal power to run all the way, advancing by leaps and bounds, and successfully broke through the Sword Qi Pass, and without waiting for the cultivation to be slightly consolidated, he advanced towards the Sword Silk Pass. Jin Sansheng faintly felt that there was not much time left for him, and there were many things that Ruan Shi did not say clearly, but he could feel it.

The earth cracked across the Kunlun Mountains, the six stars of the Southern Dipper fell from the sky, the world was devastated, and the people were struggling to make a living, and his premonition was confirmed.

Jin San Province put the flying sword into the sword bag, got up and left Taiyi Valley, walked out of Jietian Ridge along the mountain road, and went straight to Red Star City.

Taught by Kunlun, the disciple of the elders, he is a first-class figure of immortals, but the three provinces of Jin don't like Dongming City. Perhaps because he has come from the bottom step by step to today, he has a natural affinity for mortals, and dealing with the high-ranking "kind" is a burden. Although in those days in the cabinet shop, he was good at dancing with long sleeves, left and right, and was able to hide his emotions well, but deep down, he preferred to wander the streets and alleys of Red Star City, taste worldly food, and chat with mortals.

Such opportunities are becoming less and less, worry, panic, anxiety, madness, and negative emotions permeate every corner of the city, tearing off the mask of hypocrisy in the veins of warmth, and the fragility and selfishness of the human heart are exposed, which makes him feel sorry.

Life is also happy, death is also fear, life is a gift from God, it is a joy to get, there is no need to be nostalgic when you lose, it is a kind of luck to be able to go to this world, and to witness the coming of the end is the luck of luck.

Under the dark sky, the streets are deserted, the candles are lit at the beginning, and the city casts a thick shadow. Jin Sanxing walked for a while, felt panicked, crooked his legs, and turned into the Xingfu restaurant he frequented. The shopkeeper's surname Yang, when he saw the regular customer, his face was full of smiles, and he happily welcomed him in, and the good wine and food were personally served, and he asked when this disaster would pass.

The practice in the mountains is very hard, and the three provinces of Jin go to the Red Star City every few months to take a walk, scatter their hearts, drink a few glasses of light wine at Xingfu Restaurant, and eat two mouthfuls of fireworks and food in the world, which is to remember the past and not forget their origins. After going back and forth, he became familiar with the shopkeeper, and the shopkeeper Yang knew that he was a monk in Dongming City, so he specially reserved a seat for him, and served him more carefully, and got a lot of money, so he formed a good fate with Jin San Province.

Jin Sanxing looked at him for a long time, and said: "Your restaurant, there is gold and silver fine, you can make a move, the sooner the better, and replace it with dry food that is easy to carry......

The smile froze on the face of the shopkeeper Yang, and the immortal master was hinting to him that the natural disasters would continue until the end of the world, and the assets of the family would become worthless in the near future.

"Do you want to get to this point......" his voice trembled, his heart bleeding, his loss and frustration overflowing.

Jin Sanxing drank the wine in the cup, left a gold ingot, and floated away, without saying anything more. Xingfu Restaurant, Yang shopkeeper, everything is here, and the feelings are also here.

He walked alone on the streets of Red Star City, not without nostalgia and regret, this is a wonderful feeling, he is saying goodbye to this city, but also saying goodbye to his past, he has a strong premonition, this time, never to come back.

Jin San Province spent a day and a night, walking in every corner of Red Star City, recalling that when he first came here, Er Ya threw him a string of copper coins, he happily picked them up, bought four solid big steamed buns, ate to his heart's content, drank half a bucket of sweet well water, and spent his first day curled up in a sheltered eaves.

That scene was like a dream.

In the early morning of the next day, he was covered in wind and frost and returned to the Taiyi Valley of Jietianling to retreat and practice the Qingming Technique.

During the retreat in the three provinces of Jin, Wei XVII returned to Dongming City.

On the way back, he weighed the pros and cons, thought about it again and again, and had a preliminary idea for the future.

There were priorities, and Wei XVII first went to Taiyi Valley to meet Ruan Jing and asked about the current situation in Jin San Province. Qin Zhen brought his message back to Taiyi Valley, Ruan Jing guessed his intentions at once, handed over the demon refining sword to Jin San Province, and practiced it as a sword spirit at all costs, this was obviously an intention to re-establish the Demon Suppression Tower, she immediately spared no effort to urge Jin San Province to cultivate the Qing Ming Technique, and to advance bravely, even if the foundation was not solid enough, she had to break through one after another in the shortest possible time.

What is surprising and reasonable is that the cultivation of the three provinces of Jin has advanced by leaps and bounds, but every step has been taken steadily, and nothing has been missed.

The standard-bearer who strategized in the past has now become a pawn at the mercy of others, and one day, Jin San Province will remember the past, how will he feel?

Wei Qiqi lowered his head and pondered for a moment, telling Ruan Jing that there was not much time left, whether they could save this heaven and earth, maintain the three provinces of Jin, and the demon tower reappeared in the world, and the mountains and rivers Yuan Qi lock extracted the demon yuan to feed the heaven and earth, which was their only hope. If things don't get along, they can only leave the whole world behind and escape alone.

This was the first time Wei Qiqi had confessed his plans to her, guessing his mind and listening to him say it in person were completely different things, had the situation really collapsed to the point of no return? Ruan Jing was at a loss in her heart. She suddenly remembered her biological mother, the first poor Tianhu, the heavenly demon Ruan Qing, when she was determined to save the clansmen who followed her, she sacrificed herself into the demon tower, and gave back to the world with demon yuan, and never came out again. Is it all worth it?

Wei Qiqi touched her head and comforted, "Anyway, this is already the best ending, isn't it?"

Ruan Jing grabbed his hand, put it on her face, and pushed him, telling him to go about his own business, and she didn't need to be comforted. Wei Qiqi smiled "hehe", left all his thoughts, his sleeves fluttered, stepped into Dongming City, talked with Qin Zhen and Chu Ge successively, and secretly made up his mind in his heart.

Mobei real waterfall sword, cave heaven to treasure ghost city, Dongming City is enough to leave the seeds of this world, and leave hope until the last moment.