TaiHao

The nine people came down the mountain, and a crowd of mortals gathered around them.

"Envoy, may I ask what the Kyushu Realm looks like?" A woman was yearning for it and said with a smile on her face: "When can we leave?" After the rumors became more and more widespread, several of them became envoys to the Kyushu Mother Realm.

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"Emissary, I don't know how I will settle down after I go back? Is it the South China Sea where our ancestors lived or is it somewhere else? We are used to farming life, but we are not used to life in that sea area. And is Empress Yuyao going to return to Taixu Dao Sect? We don't want this to happen. Are you leaving? Can you arrange for us to be in Lingzhou as well?"

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"Okay, okay." The old man who was talking to Jiang Yuanchen at the beginning stopped everyone: "You are asking questions like this, how will the envoys answer? And the envoys have just arrived, we need to treat them well."

This old man is the elder of the village. After hearing this, everyone raised their fruit baskets above their heads, hoping that the envoys would eat their fruits.

These fruits are all spiritual fruits, spiritual objects cultivated by the monks who taught them secret techniques. Feilong seemed to be interested in making a move, but when he thought about the hope for himself and others behind the enthusiasm of these people, he also lost his appetite.

The old man twirled his beard and said with a smile: "This is the method of planting spiritual plants that we learned from several guardians. Sometimes the guardians will go out in person to help us plant. A few messengers can do whatever they want, but we have more than enough. "

Guardian, the human race's name for monks. In the vast sea world, the struggle to create a world depends on the tribesmen holding each other together. After all, the monks personally control the wind and rain in this world.

Feeling the enthusiasm of these Nine Provinces survivors, a few people remained silent. Jiang Yuanchen took a fruit basket with a smile: "Thank you elder, but we spent our energy exploring the Little Nine Provinces passage, and now our mana is exhausted. We must rest and meditate."

"It should, it should." The old man nodded repeatedly: "How many people will the little old man take to the Central City?"

"No need." Fu Qing stretched out his hand and pulled a spiritual cloud from the sky. A small house and building appeared out of thin air in the clouds.

"I'll just rest here." After saying that, Jiang Yuanchen went up to the balcony to rest. Several other people quickly followed Jiang Yuanchen to avoid this enthusiastic crowd.

"Changming, what should we do next?" Zangyuan looked down from the window. The crowd did not disperse. Instead, more and more people were staring at the clouds above and pointing. The girl whose fruit basket was taken away by Jiang Yuanchen just now looked excited: "The messenger must think that my spiritual fruits are of the best quality." With a complacent look on her face, she told the people around her about the several fruits she had sent, and even taught her how to grow them. skill.

Jiang Yuanchen smiled and held a fruit basket, which contained green flesh, red garnets, yellow fruits and purple melons, all specialties of Xiaojiuzhou.

"Who can eat this!" Zangyuan handed Jiang Yuanchen the fruit basket. He pushed away impatiently: "They are messengers from the Mother Realm of Kyushu, not those of us who are about to destroy their homeland."

"Brother Yuxi?" Yuxi also shook his head and refused to accept it. Jiang Yuanchen turned around in a circle, and even the two demonic monks who liked to take advantage couldn't take it.

"Feilong, you don't want to eat either?"

"I can't eat it." Feilong touched his belly. His little appetite disappeared immediately after seeing these fruits and thought: "Changming, what do you think we should do next?"

"What else can we do? Go to sleep." Jiang Yuanchen threw the fruit basket and landed it firmly on the round table, while he was lying on the bed: "The laws of this world are perfect. If you have nothing to do, it is also good to go to the cave to ponder the laws of this world. ." Finished. Jiang Yuanchen closed his eyes and rested.

"Sleep? How generous are you that you can still sleep at this time?" Tong Hao's face darkened, and he walked out of the Jade Tower to inquire about the situation in this world.

"It doesn't matter if you all leave. But remember not to reveal our purpose of coming. If they know that we want to seize the Red Sky Sword and cut off their livelihood, be careful that they join forces with us." Jiang Yuanchen closed his eyes and ordered.

Bai Zhengyang and others left the Yulou one after another, leaving only Feilong and Yao Li.

Yao Li held the Luohu Blood Sword in his arms: "You can go out too, I'll accompany him." He went to sleep. Why did Jiang Yuanchen still have the mind to sleep at this time? Maybe it was to explore something in his dream, right?

Feilong nodded and slipped out of the Jade Tower.

Dreaming about the universe, Jiang Yuanchen sensed the "memory" of this world in his dream.

The vast ocean. A real person in a purple gold robe holds a red light divine sword. Opposite him are five beings whose aura is not inferior to his.

One of the beings continues to lose momentum. The head was cut off by the sword light and fell into the sea, and the Sea King Palace above his head was constantly shattering. The aura dimmed and sank into the sea.

But the blue-robed Sea King's own spirit escaped from the body and shouted violently: "Zi Yang, do you think you can save these people by killing me? Even if I die, they can't even think of leaving!" With magical power, the floods rolled, An island shrouded in five-colored light sank into the sea and was completely swallowed by black waves.

Jiang Yuanchen looked on with cold eyes. There were four half-immortals beside the Sea King, one with a dragon head and a red bell in his hand. A man with a fish tail and a red light. One is a human monk, carrying a mountain of immortal weapons. There is also a piece of white bones and remains that are constantly being restored and reunited under the black air. Needless to say, these four people are the later saints and elders who are in charge of the four poles of Falun.

"The one who died is the Holy King of the Seven Seas?" Jiang Yuanchen thought.

Seeing the black waves swallowing the island, Master Ziyang let out a long sigh, waved his sleeves, and white mist filled the air. The illusion of ether obscured the gaze of the four people, and they took the opportunity to untie the Red Sky Sword and throw it into the sea. "Yu Yao, go and protect our Jiuzhou people, and someone will come to rescue them in the future."

"Yes." The three-day holy spirit picture unfolded behind him, and the figure of a woman in a jade skirt flashed, and she threw herself into the sea to protect the island, using the Red Sky Sword to cover the heavens and open up a cave world. Master Ziyang sent a message from a distance in the white mist: "Four fellow Taoists, I will retreat for the time being. I will come back to discuss Taoism with you in the future."

The four sages mistakenly thought that the white mist was because Ziyang was retreating to cover up Xingzang, so they did not notice Yu Yaotian's actions.

Unlike other cave heavens that rely on spiritual veins, the foundation of this square cave sky is the Chixiao Sword. If the Chixiao Sword is lost, this square cave will be destroyed in a matter of days.

After the woman opened the cave, she stood in the air holding a red divine sword: "In accordance with the instructions of Taixu Dao Sect Ziyang Shangzhenfa, you and the Nine Provinces people are lost in the alien world. Please order me to come and protect you and wait for reinforcements."

In the following days, the woman used the divine sword to cut mountains and open rivers, and personally helped the human race to cultivate and cultivate. He even passed down humanistic knowledge and taught the human race how to read, write and become enlightened.

An altar was spontaneously built by the human race. The goddess uses the incense from this altar to maintain the operation of the entire cave.

It's just that she doesn't know the means of creation, so she can only use the plants on that island to cultivate and breed. In those early years, the living conditions of the human race were not good. The food was barely adequate. Many human beings fell to the ground due to various diseases, and it was difficult for their souls to enter Kyushu after death. I have no choice but to wander around in this cave.

"That's it!" Jiang Yuanchen stared at the dead souls in this world. At this moment, Yu Yaotian stood on the top of the green mountain, holding the Red Sky Sword and staring at the souls and souls in the sky, weeping.

"If this continues, these 100,000 tribesmen may truly disappear within a hundred years." Yu Yaotian was touched in her heart, and finally made a decision. Throw your own artifact, the treasure bottle, into the cave, and use the treasure bottle to contain your soul for reincarnation.

That's right, this goddess took advantage of herself to get the help of the incense power of a hundred thousand people. Establish a reincarnation institution to continuously reincarnate the soul.

"The human race in this world is also a little weird. They don't have earth souls and heaven souls!" Jiang Yuanchen's eyes flashed: "Yes, these original survivors were forcibly brought here. Where are the earth souls and heaven souls? Everything is in Kyushu. Mother Realm." The souls return to their homeland, because their homeland contains the other half of their souls. This is the call from the depths of their souls.

"As long as the life soul continues to reincarnate, problems will definitely arise." Jiang Yuanchen thought silently, and the scene in front of him kept changing, just as he thought.

Under the powerful action of Yu Yaotian, the soul of life is constantly reincarnated. But with the reincarnations again and again, the power of the soul is being continuously consumed, and some of the souls even retain the memories of previous lives, so they have to be cast by Yu Yaotian to seal the memories. The memories of past lives cannot be awakened until the age of eighteen.

There is no way. Although Yu Yaotian is the goddess who is best at assisting creation among the three days, it is too difficult to perfect the laws of the world with the power of a Yang God. Her so-called reincarnation. Just put the dead soul into the jade bottle, and then seal it for fifty years for the next reincarnation. Even the step of destroying the soul and reshaping the innate aura cannot be completed.

Of course, in addition to these survivors who are constantly reincarnated, this world can also give birth to new souls independently. These souls are the souls of the Kyushu people who stole the origin and evolution of the vast sea world. Very few, only thirty thousand in total. These souls are complete, including earth souls and heaven souls. Only these souls can truly practice and are the main force for Yu Yaotian to teach immortal skills and assist in the care of Dongtian.

"The Earth Soul and the Jade Ping Wheel are together. And the Heavenly Soul is in the Red Sky Sword?" Watching Yu Yaotian divide the three souls, the evolution of this world is becoming more and more complete.

Good times don't last long. Just when the human race was able to survive with peace of mind and gave up the idea of ​​leaving, the plague broke out.

The plague comes from the place of resting place, which is where Yuyaotian reincarnates his soul. It is the resentment from the dead and the anger towards the Mother Realm of Kyushu. Generations of human beings have been waiting for the rescue of the Mother Realm of Kyushu. But ultimately there was no news. Therefore, hundreds of years of accumulated negative emotions exploded, and most of the humans in this Fangdongtian world were killed or injured, leaving only a small half to live again. Therefore, in the first battle, Yuyao's divine power weakened, and she continued to fall from the peak state of the third level of Yangshen, until she fell to the first level of Yangshen when she met Jiang Yuanchen.

Later, outside monks were involved by Yu Yaotian. Some of these people brought some spiritual planting seeds to further improve the lives of the human race. This allowed the human race, which was barely struggling to survive, to repopulate. Compared with the 100,000 people when the cave was opened, there are now 30,000 more people, which is proof.

"But if the world is destroyed, no matter how many people there are, they will be buried together." He said coldly, watching the "memory" of the world. Everyone else has their own opportunities.

Tong Hao was sitting on a small hill, folding paper cranes with a few girls.

Even papermaking has been figured out. There are really many outstanding people here. Tong Hao grew up in the Xuan Mu Sect and didn't know much about this little girl's craft. However, under the guidance of a few little girls, the work was done well and the speed was much faster than that of a few little girls. In a short time, a thousand origami cranes were completed.

"Big sister, that's enough!" The five little girls put the paper cranes in a bag: "Mother said that as long as you make a wish to a thousand paper cranes, grandma's illness will be cured." Then they put the extra one A red paper crane was given to Tong Hao. "Thank you, sister." The five little sisters ran home like the wind, as if they wanted to pray for their grandmother.

Holding the paper crane in his palm, Tong Hao shook his head: "Cure? How can these paper cranes cure diseases that cannot even be cured by the monks here? And after we leave, the cave will be destroyed, even if the disease can be cured, it will only be cured. There is a chance of death." Holding the red paper crane, Tong Hao sighed and flew into Jiang Yuanchen's Jade Tower residence.

Bai Zhengyang walked in the cave to study this world. Being dragged to drink by a group of old men, they asked about things in the Kyushu Realm from time to time. These people all have memories of previous lives and even previous lives, and they are the first group of survivors of Kyushu.

Wine is fine wine. It was the wine that these people had prepared for hundreds of years in order to entertain the envoys from the Mother Realm of Kyushu. But in Bai Zhengyang's mouth, he only felt bitter. Listen to these people talk about their hardships in reclaiming the cave. Bai Zhengyang couldn't say a word.

"Old man Sun, why are you doing this? We will all go back in two days. It's a pity that Fangdongtian can only stay here."

"Messenger, is there any way to move Dongtian back together?"

"Old Sun, don't think too much. It would be great if you can go back. Don't cause trouble to the envoys."

go back? Where to go back? Bai Zhengyang's heart was churning: But since we demons are called "demons", aren't we just selfish? Just a group of mortals. Just die.

"You guys drink." Bai Zhengyang gritted his teeth, and suddenly a ray of light flew towards the Jade Tower. "I'll come to you for a drink after I finish solving the matter at hand!" In addition to being selfish, the devil also followed his own heart. This group of people made me feel unhappy, and even drinking was boring.

When he came back, the others came back one by one, all looking bad.

"Elder Bai is back too?" Yuxi said, "I thought the elder was thick-skinned and could handle it."

"Hmph!" Elder Bai pointed at Jiang Yuanchen on the bed. Jiang Yuanchen was breathing steadily and was obviously still dreaming. "This kid hasn't gotten up yet?"

Come forward and wake up. Yao Li took a step forward and stopped him with his blood sword: "Wait a minute."

Bai Zhengyang retreated angrily, sitting aside and looking at the others. Tong Hao couldn't help but be stunned while holding the red paper crane, and the other people also looked lonely.

Half an hour passed. Jiang Yuanchen slowly opened his eyes and saw Bai Zhengyang and others sitting beside the bed, obviously waiting for him.

"Why are you still here? It's rare to come to a cave and don't you want to see more?"

"What are you looking at? I can't bear to see those people's expectant eyes." Yuxi God smiled bitterly. In the past, he became a god in order to protect the human race. His idea was to protect. How could he watch the life of a whole clan be cut off by himself?

Bai Zhengyang pondered: "This Fangdongtian world can be regarded as a yellow-level world, although it is not as good as the Tianmen world. But if it is integrated into the Jiuzhou world, it will also be a great merit. Changming kid. Why don't you give it a try?"

"What are you trying? Another fusion of the two worlds? I don't have the strength." Jiang Yuanchen shrugged and said with a smile: "But Elder Bai is a demon monk. How can he care about the life and death of this mortal in the cave?"

"I'm too lazy to care about this, I just want to remind you!" Bai Zhengyang's face changed, and he threw up his sleeves and headed to the hall in embarrassment.

"Junior brother?" Zangyuan was also hesitant: "What on earth are you——"

"Senior Brother Dao is confused." Jiang Yuanchen interrupted him: "The sword's heart is clear. Senior Brother is disturbed by external emotions. How will he become a Dao in the future?"

Then Jiang Yuanchen looked at the other people: "Sister of the Tong family, how can you still be called a magic character when the anger in your brows has dissipated and your kindness has sprouted? If you continue to practice like this, you may not be able to survive the evil tribulation."

"Junior sister Shu Yun and brother Gu Yuan, you two are now practicing the Supreme Dharma. Have you forgotten the way of sitting and forgetting? What's the matter with each of them having such a calm face?"

"What you said is easy." Shu Yun said unwillingly: "My Supreme Dharma is the way to forget one's feelings, not to be ruthless. Senior brother, is there anything we can do? If it doesn't work, can we keep the Red Sky Sword?"

"A Yang God protector of my family is left here. It would be best if he could be brought back. But this world only has fifty years of good luck left, and it will inevitably collapse by then." Jiang Yuanchen looked calm: "I will die in a few days, or will I Death decades later will have the same result. The only difference is the ownership of the Scarlet Sky Sword. Pindao will never let the Scarlet Sky Sword fall into the vast sea."

In other words, you must take away the Scarlet Sky Sword in a few days? Tong Hao pursed her lips, the aura floating around her body, the red silk ribbon flying, and her fighting spirit rising.