I am a sword fairy in the age of doom

Chapter 97
"Roar!"

A huge tiger demon let out a desperate wail, and fell to the ground twitching all over. Nearby, there were corpses strewn all over the field. A team of refugees with hundreds of people was attached to this tiger demon and started killing. When Mu arrived, the group of people couldn't even take ten breaths.

Even so, the tiger demon caused dozens of casualties.

No one cried, even the children just watched in horror, completely dumbfounded.

The remaining refugees left here at a faster speed, even if people fell down along the way, they completely ignored it.

Jiang Mu has seen hundreds of such situations along the way, and all the monsters he found were beheaded, but he rarely saw a cultivator, and occasionally saw one, Jiang Mu who saw Yujian flying. They were all so frightened that their faces changed, and they turned around and ran away.

It's a pity that they are basically low-level casual cultivators, and they don't know much about the situation. They only know that the end of the Dharma is approaching, and their spiritual energy will be cut off. Some people say that the Xiuxian sect wants to kill them, these low-level casual cultivators. .

Jiang Mu's heart was heavy, and his schedule was delayed because of this. He couldn't be indifferent, couldn't be indifferent, so he had to find a way and do his best.

This is bad, and Jiang Mu himself knows that what he did is bad.

He is now in the northernmost region of the nine states in the world of cultivating immortals. If he wants to return to Nanzhou, he will have to travel at least 50 miles. He went to the Devil Prison Mountain, and this was his catastrophe.

With a slight sigh in his heart, Jiang Mu urged the flying sword on the door panel to stop all the mortal refugees who only knew how to flee in a hurry.

Needless to say, these mortal refugees knelt directly on the ground, and the hoe of Bangbang only knew the hoe.

"Go east from here, see if that mountain is there, turn over, there is a camp, I built it, there are people there who will protect you, give you food, and then there are vehicles that can pull you south, don't run around. "

Jiang Mu tried to use a gentle tone, repeated it three times in a row, and left some food and water for the hundreds of refugees, and used some simple low-level healing charms to heal the wounded. After doing these, Yu Jian continued to go Going west, in the past two days, using this method, he has gathered more than 2 refugees and dozens of down-and-out casual cultivators.

What can we do?

Jiang Mu is also very annoying!

Perhaps the luck in the misfortune is that the lower limit of the sword element power he obtained through the third San Gong reconstruction is really shockingly low.

A ray of sword energy can travel [-] miles a day.

To kill monsters, according to the current consumption, you have to kill [-] of them to consume a wisp of sword energy.

After turning over a mountain peak, at the foot of the mountain in front is a village that has long been burned to ashes. The fire even ignited the entire mountain forest. In the charred fire site, there are hundreds of charred corpses, and the traces here show that in the A very fierce battle broke out a few days ago.

With a sweep of Jiang Mu's divine sense, he saw a few corpses torn into pieces. They were human monks. The fireball spell here should also be released by them, but they failed to kill the monster on the opposite side. Ordinary people who entered the mountains and forests were burned to death.

They fought to the death by themselves, without a whole body.

Jiang Mu passed by with a blank face, and the flying sword lightly passed over the door panel, burying all the corpses.

This is just a trivial matter, but my heart is heavy again.

Really, he was the head of a small sect in southern Xinjiang in his previous life, and he has never been out of the five counties in the south of the mountain. He doesn't know much about things outside of Nanzhou, let alone the distant north, which is more than 50 miles away. The land is deserted.

Suddenly, his heart moved, but he found that there was a flash of sword light about a hundred miles to the southwest, and someone was fighting there.

A ray of spiritual thoughts flew out like a silk thread, and at the same time, a divine iron flying sword was unsheathed, and it traveled across a hundred miles silently. With just one roundabout, it killed a blue wolf king whose strength was equivalent to that of a Nascent Soul.

On the other side, there is a middle-aged man in a state of embarrassment, with blood gushing all over his body, and half his face was torn off. He is a golden core. He should have fled here with his natal flying sword, and was finally caught up by the wolf king. The slap flew to the ground, and it was only one step away from becoming the wolf king's snack.

After a while, Jiang Mu stepped on the door panel and flew his sword three feet to the ground. He came here in a calm and unhurried manner. He couldn't increase his speed because he wanted to save the sword's energy.

He wants to develop a good habit of saving from now on.

In this short period of time, the middle-aged man has already healed quickly, and even his strength has recovered by [-]%. It looks like a disciple of a big sect, and he has not given up his bad habits of extravagance, waste, extravagance, and arrogance.

Does it need to consume three high-level healing talismans for a little flesh injury?
Jiang Mu couldn't understand this kind of behavior now.

"Chen Zhihua, an outer disciple of the Qianyuan Sect, thank you senior for saving your life."

After the man saw Jiang Mu, he immediately paid homage and was very grateful.

"Qian Yuanzong?"

"Yes, senior and junior, because of the long distance, we didn't have time to return to the mountain gate before closing the mountain. That's why we were wandering outside. We couldn't bear to see monsters slaughtering mortals, so we made a move. As a result, we didn't want to be targeted by this monster king, and almost died." The way of death disappears."

"Are there still a large group of monsters around here?"

"Reporting to the seniors, the juniors don't even know that in Youzhou, apart from the Qianyuan Sect, the other three major sects and the seven middle-level sects are all closed to the mountain for retreat. Once the mountain protection array is opened, they can't be found at all. The strength of the sect is weak, not to mention the low-level rogue cultivators, all of them are in a state of disunity. As a result, the monster clan on the Great Wilderness suddenly invaded, and they were unable to resist. It has been more than ten days now, and the land of Youzhou is full of monsters. They are all people who are fleeing, and it’s hard to say anything.”

After Jiang Mu listened, he turned his spiritual thoughts into silk threads to search the surrounding area, but there was indeed no trace of monsters, so he said:

"Come with me."

"Yes, the junior is willing to listen to the senior's orders."

Then Chen Zhihua wanted to release his natal flying sword, but Jiang Mu picked it up, don't waste your energy, just the broken sword, it's so loud and slow, it's almost impossible to see.

After a while, Jiang Mu stepped on the door and flew his sword back to the refugee camp. This is an abandoned Zongmenfang City. It has been robbed long ago and no one is there.

But the good thing is that the buildings built by the immortal cultivators are so strong that they can't be destroyed even if they are set on fire, so they were used by Jiang Mu as a refugee camp.

At the moment, the condition of the camp is not good, tattered, dirty, the air is filled with the stench of rotting wounds, and the smell of all kinds of feces.

Chen Zhihua wrinkled his nose after a long distance, but Jiang Mu looked normal.

When he came to the camp, he directly poured out dozens of monsters from the jade talisman storage, including the corpse of the wolf king.

Immediately, a wretched little old man came up quickly, nodded and smiled, and while saying compliments, he did not delay the fast turning of a magic iron knife in his hand, and he perfectly dissected the wolf king's corpse in just a dozen breaths. up.

Flesh, bones, fur, wolf teeth, and many other parts were put away one by one, and several alchemy monks nearby quickly put them away at an astonishingly fast speed.

Well, the god iron knife was given to the old man by Jiang Mu, just to quickly decompose the corpse of the monster, so in the past few days, this guy has already won the reputation of a northern sword king.

Just kidding, that's Shentie!
The corpses of these monsters will be refined into various low-level panacea, as well as meat pills, which can also be taken by mortals, and they will not be hungry after eating one for a few days without eating.

Those dozens of casual cultivators are now the stewards of this refugee camp, and each of them is responsible for leading a hundred refugees to maintain order. From the current point of view, they are harmonious.

"Tell me about the situation in the world of cultivating immortals in the past month."

Jiang Mu landed on a stone pagoda in the center of the refugee camp and asked directly, what those low-level casual cultivators knew was only a half-knowledge, and only disciples of this kind of big sect would know more.

"Yes, senior!"

Then Chen Zhihua is not hypocritical. Even when Tianxuanzong invaded Nanzhou, Nanzhou set up the Canglong Formation under the command of Shenhuazong at Shenjianmen to fight against it, and then talked about the elders of Tianyanzong Taishang in order to deduce the ancient immortals. The third promise, unexpectedly suffered a backlash and was completely burned by the fire.

Afterwards, Yuyuanzong, Qianyuanzong, Taiqingzong, and Tianxuanzong, the four major sects, quietly closed the mountain and retreated into seclusion.

"Senior, that's how it is. I don't know which sect has released so much news in one breath, which has caused a large number of small and medium sects to panic, shrink their strength one after another, and close the mountain to retreat. This has even caused some casual cultivators to panic. In the end, the huge Youzhou is like a land without people, allowing the monster clan to go south, slaughtering thousands of creatures."

After Chen Zhihua finished talking about all this, he was still full of resentment. Really, even if those big sects are closed, the small and medium sects in Youzhou are enough to kill all the monster clans who commit crimes in the future. Is it the monster clan's turn to wreak havoc in the Great Northern Wilderness?

As a result, it was too miserable.

The shock in Jiang Mu's heart was also unparalleled.

"The ancient immortal's second promise was actually related to the fate of the country?"

"Weili can rule the world?"

"The fate of the country can rule the world?"

"Morality? How can morality rule the world!"

Although Chen Zhihua is a disciple of the great sect, his depth of understanding of the problem is still not comparable to that of Jiang Mu, especially when Jiang Mu connected with various situations in his previous life, he quickly outlined the truth, and even understood why the four super sects closed their doors. , These old guys are desperate and frightened.

Yes, despair plus fear!

In the previous life, most people blamed the arrival of the Dharma-ending era on the aura tide, and in fact Jiang Mu thought so too.

Until now, he knew, no, it had nothing to do with the aura tide at all.

If it is a spiritual tide, then if there is an ebb and flow in the spiritual energy, there will definitely be a high tide. This is the law of the movement of the heaven and the earth, and there is nothing to be afraid of.

The truly frightening thing is that all of this was caused by the ancient immortal Na Sannuo.

The first promise, let mortals get the opportunity to go against the sky, so that immortal practitioners can ascend to the immortal world.

The second promise, just let the fortune of the country replace the spiritual energy, don't you agree?Sorry, national luck is supreme.

This is the reason why the five super sects are truly desperate and terrifying.

Directly cut off other paths for you.

Not to mention the third promise, the great power of immortal cultivators and the fortunes of emperors in the world should be suppressed by morality. It sounds ridiculous, but you have no right to object.

In front of the ancient immortal, everyone is an ant.

"Everyone values ​​benevolence and righteousness, everyone values ​​morality, and everyone can speak without using a knife or gun. As long as everyone behaves uprightly and sits upright, he doesn't have to worry about others' harm? All he needs to do is to farm the land according to his duty, and to live according to his duty. Doing business and doing things according to one’s duty, the world will be peaceful? Then you can spoil your grandchildren and live until you die of old age. With days like this, what are you doing cultivating immortals for?”

"absurd!"

For a moment, Jiang Mu felt that his mood was affected.

After a long time, he finally came to his senses. He still couldn't draw conclusions roughly.

Just like now, who would believe that after more than 50 years, mortals can establish a Great Qin Kingdom?

The fate of the country is here, and all laws are extinguished.

This is extremely absurd in the eyes of all cultivators.

Then presumably in the future, people who are used to having emperors and empires may not be able to get used to a world where everyone is equal and everyone is moral.

At that time, let alone practice, maybe even goblins are not allowed to appear.

But none of that matters, what matters is the mountain.

Devil Prison Mountain.

So what's going on down there?
(End of this chapter)