Human affairs

The north wind blows across the ground and withered grass flies everywhere.

Outside a dilapidated Guan City, two small armies were fighting. The battle ended quickly. The victor took away the horse, armor, and all the trophies that could be taken away. The rest was handed over to the wolves and other people outside the battlefield.

Vultures in the sky.

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

It has long lost its former majesty. It has been eroded by countless wars and wind and rain for more than two thousand years, making Jiang Mu almost unrecognizable.

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

After a long time, he took out a jar of Chang'an fine wine and slowly poured it down. Over the past two thousand years, the world has changed a lot, and he has almost forgotten the appearance of his disciples.

Even the Fuyun Sect’s orthodoxy has been lost.

Looking back on the past, I suddenly found that many things that I once insisted on and thought were too big were just the same.

Wine flies in the dust like hot blood spraying under the blade of a knife.

It's not a question of worth or not, it's just that I've never thought about it.

"You old bastard, why did you throw away the fine wine? Why didn't you give it to someone when you died and couldn't drink it?"

In a bush, a man covered in blood shouted that he was a soldier who had just escaped on the battlefield, but because he was injured, he could only escape here.

Jiang Mu turned his head and glanced at him.

"good!"

After that, he threw the remaining half jar of Chang'an fine wine over. The deserter then drank for a while, and his face and chest were all stained with wine. But after he finished drinking, he lay down in the grass and laughed.

stand up.

"What a bastard old man, I'll accept a drink from you and cut off someone's head and go to Yangguan City to exchange for some money."

Jiang Mu looked at him again, ignored his crazy words, and walked away.

Half a day later, Jiang Mu's figure appeared outside a remote small city. There was a similarly dilapidated earth temple with few incense. It was once called Fan Zhenjun Temple.

The soul of Fan Tian, ​​the head of the Divine Sword Sect, once received the incense of mortals here, but now, due to some strange combination of circumstances, this place has become a strange place. It is unknown who set up a large formation to isolate the yin and yang here.

The only remaining underworld is hidden here. It must be a certain jailer immortal.

Jiang Mu didn't have this ability before, but now that he has it, he finds that he is no longer needed.

I bought incense from the old temple Zhu, and after lighting it, along with the green smoke, a little bit of his divine will also drifted into the earth temple. About a thousand feet deep underground, there is a huge underground city, but it is all covered by the earth.

Buried, the city is filled with jars containing ashes, and a large formation is shrouded here, which is driven by the spirit of the fairy spirit.

In other words, if the third apocalypse does not come, this formation can operate for at least tens of thousands more years.

But when the third apocalypse comes, and with the arrival of the third era of promise by the ancient immortals, the underworld will completely cease to exist.

Jiang Mu's divine will wandered outside the underground city for a long time. Finally, he subdivided the divine will into 10,000 parts, and then took one of them to enter. He saw that the city was no longer what it was before, but had wide streets and densely populated houses.

, covering thousands of miles in radius, and for two thousand years, the souls of the dead from all dynasties and generations have gathered here.

But not everyone is qualified to become an undead soul, and not all undead souls can enter this underworld. It is very difficult to live here.

Jiang Mu's mind drifted past, and finally landed in a large mansion covering an area of ​​more than a thousand acres in the south of the city. When he stepped inside, he saw houses stacked on top of each other, like pigeon cages.

It wasn't until they entered the backyard that they saw it was more spacious and unattended. 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. They can only be maintained by the pure Yin Qi in the Yin Qi vase left by Jiang Mu seven hundred years ago.

But looking at their looks, you can tell that they have dissipated the yin energy to an unknown extent.

"Master!"

When the two of them raised their eyes and saw Jiang Mu, they were not excited. They just smiled. They had lost their sense of time.

Jiang Mu looked at them and could only smile.

"Master, I'm leaving. This life is like a dream." Li Ying said softly, not sure if he was telling Jiang Mu or himself.

"Master, I want to see Fuyun Mountain." Zhang He whispered, "Look at the jade mine in the front mountain, the black iron mine in the back mountain, the sword grinding stone on the north mountain, and the Yunhu Lake at the foot of the south mountain.

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"good!"

Jiang Mu nodded and took away the souls of Li Ying and Zhang He, but suddenly he heard another surprising voice.

"Master, it's really Master!"

The person who came was a Yang God, a very weak Yang God, and could only vaguely see his delicate face.

Jiang Mu felt a little confused in his heart. This was his disciple Wei Yue, who was also his wife in Immortal Dream. She had been practicing in Shenjian Sect. After the end of the Dharma, she did not return to Fuyun Sect, but cultivated to become Yang Shen.

I haven’t seen him several times and I don’t want to meet him today.

"are you OK."

"Master, my disciple is very good. In today's age of Dharma ending, it's good to be able to survive. Today, Yang Shen in the Divine Sword Sect only has a disciple and a few disciples left, but the cave in the sky seems to be showing signs of collapse. Disciple

Then I took my disciples and wanted to join the two senior brothers. I never expected to see the master. Come and pay homage to the master."

"Disciples wait to pay their respects to the master."

The three weaker Yangshen stepped forward to salute. Jiang Mu nodded slightly, "You guys, come with me."

Having said that, they picked up Wei Yue and his disciples, and the next moment they were at the top of Fuyun Mountain, where Fairy Peach Blossom had already set up camp and laid the foundation of the medicine hall.

After releasing the souls of Li Ying and Zhang He, Jiang Mu blocked the sun with a flying sword on the door panel and watched the two souls 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, and then turned around. The Peach Blossom Fairy also came, "It seems that you are really determined to escape from prison. Whatever the mess, leave it to me."

"Thank you for your understanding." Jiang Mu thanked him, and then called Wei Yue and the others, "I also ask Grandma to take care of me."

"Yang Shen? It's not easy to persist to this day, but this is simple. Now the Great Prison of Illusion is getting weaker. Send them to heaven and gain the identity of a prisoner immortal, and they can reshape their immortal bodies. Although they will be very weak, Lian Tie

It's not as good as one thousandth of the mountain, but at least it's decent. Even if it reaches the third end of the world, you can still get the chance of eternal life. I'm short of help here, okay, I'll handle this matter, and you can go and do it yourself."

"Don't give me any fairy energy. I have my own reserves. I am poor and rich. Even if you have a lot of fairy energy in your hands, don't use it as dry food. Just keep it. We can live a more carefree life in the world than you.

It won’t be bad, but you, if you leave, you really won’t be able to come back!”

The Peach Blossom Fairy talked casually, as if chatting about everyday things, and waved her hand to drive Jiang Mu away impatiently, but when Jiang Mu left, her expression was filled with melancholy.
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