Eternal Tranquility

The wind was howling, and the cold was gnawing at the bones. Looking around, it seemed as if the whole world was only white. The goose-feather-like snow was blinding the eyes, and no one could be seen beyond three feet.

This is the most inaccessible place in Yunmengze - the Ice and Snow North. For most of the year, it is in extremely harsh ice and snow conditions. Not only mortals cannot survive here, but even monks with lower cultivation levels dare not set foot there.

However, recently, the Ice and Snow Northern Territory has suddenly become lively. High-level monks have traveled thousands of miles to enter the Northern Territory through the majestic Jade Dragon Pass, braving the wind and snow, and traveling through the vast and permanently frozen ice fields.

The reason for this is because the Ice and Snow North is the real border with the Wanhu Realm. The two continents are connected by the Immortal Root Banyan Tree. If you want to enter Yunmengze through the normal route, you need to go from here.

The fundamental reason is that the teleportation circle from the Wanhu Realm to the Eastern Wasteland has recently been unilaterally stopped by Yun Mengze!

More than half a month has passed since the Demon Sect's last attack was repulsed. In the past few days, many major events have happened.

The Wenshi and Shaoyang sects were busy collecting grief and cleaning up the severely damaged mountain gate, while the other Yunmengze monks were passionate and busy cleaning up and hunting down the remaining members of the Demon Sect. The blood and fire never stopped.

After that, Liu Qinghuan personally took action and cleared out the guards of the Star Transformation Formation. All the people sent by Wan Huo were forcibly driven away, regaining control of the formation in one fell swoop.

Then there is the teleportation array that connects Xianding City and the Eastern Wasteland. All the empty crystals and spirit stones on the array have been removed, cutting off Wan Hu's only way to enter Yunmeng Ze.

Therefore, if you want to leave or enter Yunmengze, the only way left is the Ice and Snow North. You need to pass through the Wanhu Domains and reach the outermost remote area called Chensha Sea.

The thick roots of the Immortal Root Banyan tree stretch across the void, with the yellow sand sky on one side and the ice and snow on the other. The light curtain of the star-shifting formation is like an indestructible high wall, clearly separating the two.

At this time, a group of monks were lining up on the Tree Root Bridge, chatting with the people around them while waiting to enter Yunmengze.

In the crowd, a burly man shouted excitedly: "They broke the agreement first, so don't blame us, Yun Mengze, for breaking the agreement too, so I support Dao Zun Aoki's decision!"

"That's right! Why should we restrain ourselves after being bullied to our door?" Another person echoed: "It's a pity that I was outside when I got the news, otherwise I would have rushed in and killed all those thieves!"

"You just have to take it. How many can you kill by yourself? Haven't you heard that both the Wenshi Sect and the Shaoyang Sect are about to be wiped out!"

"Didn't you say that Taoist Qingmu of the Wenshi Sect killed a Mahayana monk from the Demon Sect? Is this true?"

"It's true, it's spread everywhere! If Taoist Qingmu hadn't been here, maybe our Yunmengze would be like Yanyan Lake, one of the Five Lakes Holy Lands, being eaten by various factions in the Wanhu Realm. Then terrible……"

While the discussion was in full swing, they heard several voices coming from behind. Everyone looked back and saw another group of people coming, but they passed directly past them and headed forward, and were quickly put into the formation.

When the group of people disappeared, someone here asked: "Didn't it mean that when tens of thousands of people come to Yunmengze, they are only allowed to leave but not enter? What happened to those people?"

"Yes, looking at the clothing marks on their bodies, they seem to belong to various sects in the Wanhu Realm, and their cultivation levels can't even be seen..."

Someone in the crowd said with a face full of surprise: "You don't recognize those people? Many of them have great reputations. The lowest cultivation level has reached the empty level, and several of them are fusion major cultivation!"

Everyone was in an uproar. After a while, the person who went to ask the guards for information came back and said: "Those are representatives sent by the Wanhuxian Alliance and other major forces. I heard that they are going to participate in the festival."

"Festival?"

"In a few days, Taoist Qingmu of the Wenshi Sect will host a grand ceremony on the shores of the Eastern Wasteland to honor the monks of our Yunmengze who died in this catastrophe."

The person who spoke sighed, smacked his lips again, shook his head and sighed: "If I die, if I can have Taoist Qingmu come to personally preside over the sacrifice, it will be considered a worthy death..."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was dumbfounded. They patted him on the shoulder and said: "No, it's better to die than to live. It's better to live."

Since the beginning of the Seal War, over the years, when facing the invasion of foreign enemies, letting go of sectarian opinions and abandoning personal grudges has been the consensus slowly formed in the process of the rise and fall of the Yunmengze Immortal World. The righteousness lies in In the hearts of ordinary monks.

Although, calculations of gains and losses are inevitable all the time. Those with an exquisite mind quickly guessed the meaning of this festival besides sacrifice. For a while, many people hurried to Donghua Prefecture.

On the shore of the Eastern Wasteland, in the surging sea water, under the towering Sanmulberry trees, an altar has been erected. The white flags that attract souls flutter in the wind, allowing the sorrow to slowly disperse.

That day, the sky was quiet and clear, but the waves were turbulent.

Under the altar built of sea stones, there were already crowds of people everywhere, stretching from Sansangmu to the distant seaside. Monks from various sects in Yunmengze gathered here.

And those at the front were the people from Wanhu Realm. They were sitting upright, solemn and calm, despite the looks of hatred or resentment cast from all directions.

It wasn't until Liu Qinghuan, dressed in black clothes, appeared in the audience that the buzzing whispers suddenly disappeared. Everyone watched him walk up to the altar step by step. When he reached the top, he stopped and turned around. Behind him was the straight and thick trunk of Sanmulberry tree. .

There were waves of waves, and a cold voice sounded.

"You, you were born here, grew up here, and now you have passed away here. The end of time is the great return of all things, death and life, the realm of life. The so-called heaven is hard to fathom, and the god is hard to understand. The so-called principle The person cannot be inferred, and the life span cannot be known..."

"I had the power to restore the heavens and the sun, but I could not summon the wisdom within my body to save the world, and I suffered at the hands of ruthless thieves and bandits..."

Liu Qinghuan read out the memorial text sentence by sentence, and glanced at Wan Hu and everyone in the audience. Many people lowered their heads in embarrassment: Could the so-called thieves and poor bandits refer to them?

"... Ambition is destroyed by weak sentiments, and great plans are finally sad. A long scorpion is succumbed to a short day, and a long journey is slowed down by a short road. However, Pi's great virtue is covered by greatness, and the sun and the moon shine together. The merits of Ji Yuan are in Jiuyou. , it is recommended by the whole world!”

The prayers and blessings gradually became more passionate, and the clear voice suppressed the sound of the rushing waves and echoed on the sea.

The sea water rolled up into huge black waves, and a large ship appeared silently. When everyone suddenly stood up in shock, they found that both the waves and the ship were just illusions.

Liu Qinghuan's eyebrows were lowered, and the invisible and mysterious Dao realm was centered on it, spreading across the sea and spreading in all directions at extremely fast speeds.

In the audience, those with lower cultivation levels couldn't figure it out at all, and those with higher cultivation levels didn't know what he meant. They didn't know why he suddenly opened up the Tao realm. Only Jing Yan, who was also chosen by Heaven, raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"He is extraditing those souls who died in the battle but are full of resentment and refuse to leave?"

Sure enough, the first soul appeared soon after, with scars all over his body, and a smoke-like figure. It could be seen that he was wearing the sect clothes of the Wenshi Sect, and his expression was still unwilling.

After the monk dies, the soul gradually dissipates and returns to heaven, but the soul does not enter the underworld. If there is no obsession, it will naturally dissipate with the soul. If you have a strong obsession, you will wander around the world like a mortal turning into a ghost.

If you have the chance, you may be able to be reborn by taking possession of your body, or you may be able to change into a ghost path. However, opportunities are never that good. Most of them have no good results, or they become supplements in the mouths of monsters and monsters.

"Junior brother Lin!"

Suddenly someone in the crowd shouted, causing many people to look.

A disciple of the Wenshi Sect could not hide his sorrow: "He is my junior brother Lin from Yi Ye Guan. He refused to release the demon cultivator and went up the mountain. He was besieged by several people and died tragically..."

However, the remnant soul of the disciple of the Wenshi Sect did not hear his voice at all, and limped straight towards the similarly illusory ship in the sea. The closer he got to the ship, the calmer his expression became, and finally turned into a flash of light and disappeared into the ship.

Under everyone's surprised gazes, more and more dead souls appeared. At first, they were mostly disciples of the Wenshi sect who died in battle who were closest to this place. Slowly, sporadic strange souls arrived who did not know where they died. , until the first disciple wearing the Shaoyang sect costume appeared...

Sacrifice text: From the Western Jin Dynasty Lu Ji's "Essays on Emperor Wu of the Wei Dynasty", with some changes.