Predecessors all over the world

The monks of Shenjing finally chose to give up their territory, give up mortals, and leave behind their inheritance. And themselves, they survived and died with Shenjing.

Games are no longer like games.

Yin Miaomiao and others entered their own single "copy", which is the personal fantasy of their chosen sect. She saw that many disciples were hiding in Biyun Tower, copying jade slips day and night.

"The martial arts, the martial arts are the most important! You must burn this first!"

"History, the history of our Biyun Tower is the foundation!"

"Stop making a noise! ​​There are not enough jade slips. Is anyone here to help refine jade slips??"

The young man was passionate and faced a desperate situation of dying, but instead inspired a great spirit and devoted himself to the inheritance plan of the sect day and night.

But after Yin Miaomiao walked around, he also saw two little girls wiping their tears in the bamboo forest.

One said: "If the sect is gone, it will be gone. Only when people live can they have hope. Why do we have to die and leave those useless things?"

Another said: "That's right, I want to go home, I don't want to learn Taoism anymore. I want to go home!"

Yin Miaomiao was about to leave when he saw a female disciple flying in the wind panting: "The sect has issued a new order, everyone, go and see it! Those who are in the mortal world can sign up to return to their hometown..."

Hula. Everyone immediately put down what they were doing and gathered around to ask.

The female disciple waved her hand: "I can't explain clearly, let's go and see it yourself. The sect has made detailed arrangements for us."

Everyone ran away.

Yin Miaomiao walked out along the flow of people and saw the bulletin board floating in the air in the square, which explained in detail the new regulations of Biyun Tower.

First of all, monks with relatives in the mortal world can sign up to participate in the patrol team and be assigned to the nearby hometown as guards to protect the mortal world.

This is not only to appease the disciples who care about their family, but also to make a long-term plan.

The day of destruction will come at some point, and the war with the fallen ones is not day and night. There are monks who die on the battlefield and need to be replenished with new blood. Reproduction is definitely not possible by monks, but by mortal fertility.

Therefore, even if the monks do not value mortals, they still need to send disciples to protect them.

Secondly, Shenjing has completely entered a state of war. Once he advances to the middle stage of Qi refining, he may be sent to the battlefield and has no time to slowly test. Everyone must learn to survive and grow in the war.

In order to motivate the disciples, all major sects have put forward extremely attractive reward mechanisms without considering their money. As long as they fight bravely, they can not only enjoy a lot of resources, but their relatives and friends can also be protected, and they can even enter without taking exams.

Sect.

...

There are many similar terms, each telling the disciples: Don’t give up. Although it seems like a desperate situation, as long as you persist, you may have a bright future.

This is like a heart-boosting agent, which cheers up the listless person and is also like a calming agent, which calms down the person who burns his life in despair.

Everyone gradually realized that the end of the world does not come tomorrow.

With a breathing opportunity, the gloomy air lingering in my heart will naturally dissipate.

The disciples encourage each other.

"It is still hopeful depending on the arrangements of the sect. We must believe in the sect."

"Yes, the reproduction of the inheritance is just in case, after all, the damage in the war is not small."

"Yes, you can't give up. Things are not that bad. Shenjing will be fine for thousands of years, and we won't be so unlucky."

Of course, some people sneer at it and claim to be smart.

"Don't be stupid, this is just a trick of the sect, it just wants us to work hard."

"Whoever believes is stupid? If it is really okay, how could some elders leave?"

"Yes, even if you think about it, you know it's not that simple."

...

This is indeed a long and lasting war.

The new generation of children have lived in war since they were born. When they know that the attack of darkness comes, they should not cry and hold their breath. They should bear it when they are hungry and bear it when they are thirsty. If they want to swear, they should hold it when they can hold it.

If you can't hold it in, you will pee.

The new generation of disciples, who had just learned to use spells, were thrown on the battlefield and faced with confrontations again and again.

The disciples who entered the school together yesterday may die today.

It is so cruel that it is far better than the so-called battle between Taoism and demons.

However, such efforts did not bring about a turnaround, but became worse.

There are fewer and fewer fallen people, and new enemies appear.

If the fallen one is a semi-solidified piece of flesh that can be continuously reorganized and merged, then the Abyss will be even more than humans' existing cognition.

Its body has no clear head and torso, and it is completely without human or animal shape. Its body is covered with nausea pustules and contains countless octopus-like tentacles. There are many round spots on the tentacles, what is inside?

It keeps rolling, it doesn't look like a suction cup, but it's a bit similar to the eyeball.

These monsters like to hide in the cracks, the cracks of the ground, the cracks of the mountain, and the cracks of the doors.

The strangest thing is that it is obvious that such a huge monster could not be hidden in a narrow gap, but they seemed to be unable to feel it and climbed out of the crack easily.

It's like... the gaps connect the abyss that have never been found.

In front of these monsters, Shen Jing was like a young man who knew nothing about his origin, weaknesses, and behavior.

"Impossible." The old Taoist, who had been experiencing the scriptures for a long time, couldn't understand it, and almost went crazy. "The three thousand worlds are indeed mysterious, but to go to another world, you have to travel through the vast void. Without the realm gate, how could it be...how could it be...

What happens like this? It makes no sense!"

The crazy Taoist laughed while drinking the strong wine: "The world gate, yes, hiccup, world gate. No one has ever doubted the existence of the world gate. Where does chaos come from? No one has doubted it. How can it be that simple?!"

"Master, I was wrong." Someone said, "If you have a way, please save Shenjing."

Yin Miaomiao looked at the sound and found that it was her cheap master who gave her to the role.

Jun Changfeng was exactly the same as what he had seen in the secret realm, with a Taoist robe and jade crown, concise and clear.

The crazy Taoist sneered: "You are wrong, what does it have to do with me if you are wrong? I don't have an apprentice like you! I told you to break up the relationship between you and you keep marrying that woman. As a result, you can see what happened.

?Dear Yuanying, you are jealous because of the competition! All the old faces of the sect have been thrown away by you!"

Perhaps because of the accumulation of too much anger, he kept scolding: "And your disciple, who actually has such shameless thoughts. Fortunately, she has a self-knowledge, got out of the mountain gate and died to kill the demon cultivator, but she finally didn't.

It's so embarrassing to me! But what about you?"

"It's all my disciple's fault." Jun Changfeng said, "As a Taoist partner, I didn't take good care of Yaotao, and as a master, I didn't teach Willow Feathers well, it's all my fault."

The mad Taoist said coldly: "I know you don't understand what's wrong with you after hearing this."

Jun Changfeng said: "Master, it is not a pity for me to die if I am a villain. But how innocent the disciples in the sect are? I didn't believe in Master at that time, it was mine. I don't ask Master for forgiveness.

Please think of a solution for the sake of the people in the world.”

"Do you think the old Taoist is a beast that he will never save?" The crazy Taoist fell down the wine gourd and cursed loudly, "I can't do anything about it! We are the words in the book and the paintings in the book. It looks so powerful that we call the wind and the rain.

They are borers that eat books. Even if they are small like a grain of rice, how can you do it?"

Jun Changfeng was stunned.

The old Taoist priest with white head was stunned.

Yin Miaomiao, who was watching, was also stunned.

The mad Taoist wiped his face and said tiredly: "Some words you didn't believe in before, so it's not your fault. The old Taoist also thought he was crazy. I would rather go crazy than think that was true."

Jun Changfeng asked: "Is there really no way?"

The mad Taoist closed his eyes, and the abnormal scene he had seen appeared in his heart again. In an instant, the spiritual platform was shocked and dizzy. He calmed down and said, "Our world is like torches in the dark night in their eyes, brightening.

It must not be brighter. They are moths, and they will pounce on them at all costs and cannot be killed."

"Where to extinguish the candle?" Jun Changfeng asked.

The mad Taoist said, "What is that fire? It is a living person, no, not just a human, but everything that is alive."

Yin Miaomiao couldn't help but interject: "Are these moths the source of destruction?"

"How can the old Taoist know?" The crazy Taoist picked up the wine gourd, poured two sips of wine, and thought about it, "These things are amazing, but they can be seen and touched. If you want me to say it, they are just annoying lice. Let me say it.

So many monks are too evaded by them, they are even more powerful."

He looked at Yin Miaomiao: "Little girl, listen to the words of the master. The world is more complicated than you think, people are smaller than you think, and the same is true for monks."

She was silent.

Soon, this statement was confirmed.

An area occupied by the Fallen One disappeared one day. Originally, the Fallen One had just become the master of that field, just like many masters in the past, the place still existed, but this time, the space was gone

It's right.

It seemed like someone cut off a piece of cake with a knife, and it was completely gone.

Everyone remembered the words of the elder of the Feiyun Sect: The real destruction is disappearance.

Why did it disappear? What force underestimated the fragments of the world? Is it a certain will that was intentional, or is it that the world itself has such a law of extinction?

No answer.

After the familiar silence, Po Jun couldn't bear it anymore and poked the window paper directly: "Stop playing this game, I just want to know, what's going on?"

Although he was arrogant and unruly, his words were touching everyone's hearts. Lan Suxin also said tactfully: "You show us these things, what is the purpose?"

Jin Xiaodie said, "I want us to save you, but I can't. I have never seen any Taoist master of the fusion before."

"What are you saving? They are all dead." The robbery went straight to the point, "It took a lot of effort, it wouldn't be as simple as letting us listen to a story."

But their protests did not get the answer.

The sect leader said lightly: "If you don't want to continue the trial, you can quit."

It is impossible to exit. Everyone has their own guesses about their purpose. If they are not wrong, it may be related to a very generous reward.

The story continues.

Since the end of the world crisis has appeared, Shen Jing has made several choices. At first, they thought that with their own strength, they could solve the fallen people. The dangers are temporary and the nightmare will eventually pass; later, they chose to collect inheritance, leave behind the spark, and themselves and the world.

Coexist and die.

But now, is the battle still meaningful?

There are fewer fallen people, and the Abyss appears. Behind the Abyss, there is still a force that cannot be touched and completely unaware of. With a light wave, a corner of the world is missing.

Creation of the world is something that only immortals can do, and destruction of the world is also the power that only immortals can possess.

In this world, the Taoist Lord of the Merge can call the wind and rain, or travel through the void and go to the wider universe to explore. But it is difficult to wipe out a piece of space silently.

Even such powerful people are powerless. Can low-level monks and mortals who are as small as ants change the world?

cannot.

When people unite, they will burst out with powerful power.

But the survival of the world is not controlled by the will of mankind.

Finally, they made a choice for the third time.

If reality has no hope, then sleep in the eternal dream.

The author has something to say: Do you think this inheritance is the secret realm you see now? No, it’s not that smooth, and there are still changes later.

I will explain about Shenjing's choice.

Noah's Ark refers to a shelter, using all materials to build a paradise, leaving the world, similar to a secret realm, but its bearing capacity is limited and cannot accommodate cultivators with high cultivation. Even low-level cultivators have a limited number.

, If you are a mortal, you can have more. Whether you are a mortal or a monk, there is no material to preserve and pass on the inheritance.

That air ship that can carry manned, uh, either the big guys of various factions or the big guys' families took over... So there will be survivors. Why don't you hand over the inheritance to them? Of course, I took a part, but one

There is so much inheritance in the world, it takes time to build a carrier, and it can't be put away, and it may be lost halfway. And if you don't know the big world where empty ships are sent, you will definitely not entrust them all.

According to my original idea, I first shape the three worlds, and describe the fourteen continents in detail. Out of the development stage, the enemy camp of the open line, the developed world, but in danger, the Shenjing of the secret realm of the hidden line, provides

Various information and help have been completely destroyed, and the three worlds complement each other to perfect the entire universe.

Then, if you have the chance, write about other worlds... and you can go to other places if you combine, but as the heroine, the transformation of the gods and even the Nascent Soul can be used. After all, there is a bug with the Border Gate, and the later upgrade will be in other places.

, I'm messing with men from other places (not)... But!! Who knew that I had written more than 600 chapters before I could write this... I sighed again, the pattern and the plot are all piled up by words.

Everyone proposed the branch, I think you can consider it. After all, jj is not a small company. The list and manuscript fees are not friendly to long articles, so I have explained this. Let’s talk about this later.

No matter what, I will definitely finish the plot of the Fourteen Continents steadily. The whole story will definitely be complete, but I just can't write the Ascension...