The sun is setting, hanging obliquely in the sky, as if unwilling to leave. But the night is a strong child, who pressed the head of the setting sun to the top of the western mountain, stretched his body, occupied the whole sky, and showed people his clothes studded with gems.

The jade rabbit, which had always been white, quietly poked its head out from the east, but it was caught by the ear, and it could no longer slip away, and could only accompany the night.

It had been more than half an hour since Han Zaixin walked down the Sword Sect, and he didn't stop along the way, because he still had worries in his heart, and he was afraid that as soon as he stopped, he would never be able to take a step again. So he turned his back to the mountain gate of the Sword Sect and didn't dare to look back, and the clothes on his body were cut by the branches of the trees in the mountains, and he didn't realize it.

The state of the whole person at this time is very unknown, he doesn't know where he should go, although this world is vast, but there is no place that can really accommodate his scarred heart, in this short life, there are only two places that can make his heart feel at peace, but now one place has been burned to the ground, and the other place makes him unwilling to go back!

So he walked aimlessly, maybe he would walk out of this 100,000 mountains, or stop on the way to see a different scenery. What you see in the Sword Sect but don't see is all true, because everyone has their own position, and when their position is different from that of the rest, what you think is right, but others say, that is absolutely wrong!

It's like Han Zaixin, he thinks that if the Xiao clan kills his whole family, then he should be wiped out, but from the perspective of a bystander, there are many innocent people from the Xiao clan!

Without saying anything, Han Zaixin was carrying a sword on his back, and a lake-green sword spike on the hilt was gently placed on his shoulder, and now there was only this sword to accompany him!

The long sword vibrated slightly in the scabbard, as if it felt what Han Zaixin was thinking and agreed with it, but because it was only a sword after all, he couldn't speak. So Han Zaixin doesn't know whether it's happy or sad, but it's mostly joyful when he thinks about it~!

"The mountain is not high, there are immortals, the water is not deep, and the dragon is spiritual......! Is it ridiculous that there are immortals in this world? Sadly, is there a real dragon in this world? It's just that people make up for it by themselves!" Han Zaixin walked among the mountains and forests, and saw that the mountains were covered in mist, like a fairyland in the night.

So he remembered such a sentence in his mind, he didn't know where this sentence came from, but he couldn't escape a sentence in the memory of countless unjust souls who were assimilated by his soul deity!

Those devoured souls have been silently existing in Han Zaixin's soul deity, and it does not affect his own character, just like a piece of off-line memory, like a pile of books piled up in the corner, as long as you don't flip through it, then there will be no hindrance in the slightest.

But at some point, I suddenly recalled some of the things in it, like my own memory but it was sealed in the depths of my mind, and at a certain moment I felt it. At this time, Han Zaixin saw this fairyland-like scene, and couldn't help but think of a sentence in an article he had written as a great Confucian of a generation.

These things, for Han Zaixin, he didn't feel much effect, they were all ordinary people's things, even if he studied poetry and books, even if he saw through the warmth and coldness of people, but that was just someone else's experience, he himself was still himself! After countless dark sinks, Han Zaixin's soul deity has been as transparent as glass, not stained with dust.

Therefore, although he remembered such a sentence at this time, he did not have the slightest sense of emotion, but a kind of self-mockery: There are no immortals in the world, this is something that everyone on the path of cultivation knows, what is this world like? What is the end of the path of cultivation? No one has seen it, at least Han Zaixin can't touch it now.

The mountains are undulating, like giant beasts lurking on the earth, waiting for the moment of awakening, the ancient flood has long disappeared into the long river of history, and perhaps at your feet there are the corpses of powerful creatures that once cramped between heaven and earth. But now it's just a handful of loess, a stone.

What is the monk's pursuit of strength and a longer life? As a flesh-and-blood being, in order to be able to live forever? Perhaps many people pursue such a goal in the end, but when they first embark on the path of cultivation, their purpose is definitely not to live for long!

Han Zaixin only stepped into cultivation in order to change his family situation, but now he is homeless, so after he has no self-destructive tendencies, he needs another goal to keep himself going. Therefore, many people changed their original purpose and became indifferent monks who pursued immortality.

If Han Zaixin hadn't met the mysterious Gaia, he might have embarked on such a path, but now he has a more ambitious purpose that is consistent with his original goal, which makes him more determined, although he doesn't know where to go now, but he has the last beacon, so that he will not be lost.

Maintaining one's own heart, this is what cultivators require of themselves, whether it is the righteous path or the demonic path, as long as the cultivation is all like this, and if you lose yourself on the path of cultivation, then you will completely sink into the slave of power, and then you will not be able to stand out from everyone, and you will no longer have the slightest chance to get ahead.

The mountain road is rugged, Han Zaixin's clothes are broken, his shoes are busy under his feet, every step is very steady, the mountains in the distance are like the sky, the clouds are wrapped around the mountainside, Han Zaixin walks by the reins, walking step by step between the mountains, although the sword flashes, his speed is like a ghost, but compared to the vast 100,000 mountains, Han Zaixin's speed is like an ant walking slowly on the earth.

Gradually, Han Zaixin didn't know how far he had walked, the night in the sky gradually dissipated, and after a night of traveling, the dew wet his clothes, and the shoes under his feet were also stained with the soil wet by the dew in the early morning. Gradually, a city came into his sight.

This is a small city, but it is only a few miles in radius, and the city walls are low, so it can only guard against the attacks of some low-level demon beasts. It can be said that the living environment of the human race in the 100,000 mountains is not optimistic, and many people live under the threat of demon beasts. This city caught Han Zaixin's attention because its walls looked weird!

The top of the city wall is supposed to be empty, but the city is full of countless jagged stones piled up on the city wall, and the roofs of the houses in the city are also facing countless stones like this, which looks chaotic!

The area close to the five major sects seems to be very peaceful, because the major sects, whether they are righteous or demonic, all have no mercy on the natural enemies of the human race, such as demon beasts, and all the disciples under the sect will kill demon beasts and obtain cultivation resources, and demon beasts in these areas are relatively rare.

But far away from the ruling areas of the five major sects, or the junction of each other's ruling areas, it belongs to the three regardless areas, and these places are areas where demon beasts are frequently infested, and if there are no strong enough monks here to kill demon beasts, they will plague the people and even devour some loose cultivators.

The human race kills the demon beasts for cultivation, and the demon beasts also devour the human race, used to increase the demon qi, and they are hostile to each other, and the war between humans and demons has never stopped, and the human race itself still has internal fighting, so the grievances between each other have long been unable to be clear.

This small city is located in the area ruled by the Sword Sect, which can be regarded as a relatively stable area, so the city wall is not thick, just to guard against some low-level demon beasts that the disciples of the Sword Sect disdain to kill, and there are also some scattered cultivators in the city, these monks are not high-level cultivators, and the low-level demon beasts that the disciples of the Sword Sect look down on are the best resources for their cultivation.

When the morning light was revealed, Han Zaixin also came to the edge of this city, and after being in front of this city, Han Zaixin found that although this city was very small, the city wall was definitely not something that ordinary demon beasts could overcome. The walls are all made of bluestone, and the pieces are filled with sand and condensed into a piece.

Moreover, Han Zaixin also found subtle inscription traces on the city wall, this city wall actually has a formation inscription, it seems that there must be monks who cultivate the formation in the city! This makes Han Zaixin almost interested, because such a city will actually engrave the formation on the city wall, which is obviously a bit extraordinary!

All the cities and towns in the area under the rule of the major sects are all protected by the sect, as long as there are difficult demon beasts to deal with, then you can ask the sect for help, and the sect will naturally send people to kill these monsters who are making trouble.

And the formation mark engraved on this city wall is very fresh, obviously it has just been carved not long ago, so in this way, there must have been some changes here recently! The biggest possibility is that there is a demon beast that is difficult to deal with! And after the report was reported, the sect has not sent someone to solve it.

This formation is rough, and it is obviously depicted by a monk who has just learned the formation method, all of which shows that the people in this city are all helpless, and the mentality of a dead horse being a live horse doctor is fully revealed.

"Since there is nothing to do, then let's help the people in this city!" Han Zaixin thought for a while, he had no task or goal when he came out to experience this time, he just moved with his heart, just do what he wanted!

So the sword light under his feet flickered slightly, and suddenly a lifelike long sword appeared at Han Zaixin's feet, supporting him and slowly flying up towards the city wall.

Han Zaixin, who had just entered the Lingwu realm, had no experience in flying with the sword at this time, and he did not have a suitable magic sword in his own hand to practice the sword technique. There is only one steel longsword, which belongs to the melee blade. Maybe in the future, after upgrading and forging, the weapon and magic weapon can be integrated, but now it is just a mortal thing.

Therefore, Han Zaixin could only use the True Yuan Transformation to conjure up a long sword, supporting him to slowly rise into the air, gradually leveling with the walls of this city.

"Is there anyone in the city?" Han Zaixin's voice suddenly resounded through the city with Zhenyuan.

"We're here to help!" Hearing this loud thunderous sound, the whole city suddenly boiled! Countless flames lit up the entire city in an instant, and countless people poured out from all corners, all of them raised their heads to look at the sword light in the sky!