Shepherding Humanity (Nurturing Humanity)

The age of mythology has come to an end, and she is just going to witness the last thing and come to an end with it.

At this time, the mood was a little happy and relaxed, but also a little complicated. Dao Changsheng was not dead, but the death of Emperor Qing and the death of Emperor Duantian still touched her a lot.

She wears the image of a girl in ancient costume with a long sword in blue clothes, and gradually falls into the mortal world, walking on the streets of ancient mountains and rivers.

"There is no god in the mortal world, and I don't know how the future era will change?" She opened her eyes wide and looked around. "The speed of their cultivation is too slow."

She walked through towns and saw knights and knights. Some even stood on the city walls and competed in martial arts. Countless people were watching. She continued to move forward, and suddenly saw the students of the Confucian alchemist in a small place, standing on the mountains and rivers, together. Build an extremely rudimentary hot air balloon, and cheers.

"Okay, make it bigger, it can let us fly into the sky!"

"Heaven, is there really a heaven?"

"I don't know the heavens, but there must be stars! We can go to the sky to pick the stars and prove our ability for us Confucian alchemists."

"A few years ago, when the sky fell to the meteor, countless people went there, and a hero picked up the stars from the sky and used the stars to make it into a well-known peerless magic weapon on the rivers and lakes - the sword of avoiding demons, which can slay demons."

"There are evil spirits in Yunshan Daze, and our townspeople often enter, bewitched by the evil spirits, and disappear. If we can have a treasure, we will not be weaker than those warriors! We can enter to conquer the demons!"

She continued to walk, walking through small towns.

Seeing the knights in green shirts, walking around the world with swords, to the extreme.

In the lower realm, the current lineage of Fa-cultivation is too weak, and body-cultivation has a huge advantage.

"It's only been more than 150 years, and the world has changed." She walked on the ground, and she felt a little lonely.

In this era, the most painful are the demon clan.

The demon clan is the wisdom of all living beings in the world, and now in this environment, it is difficult to change shape and completely extinct.

On the contrary, the ancient clan are better than the demon clan. The ancient clan are descendants of ancient gods. They are already huge and strangely shaped. They are called demons. In the great lake, resist those knights who subdue demons and exorcise demons.

But now the barbarian witch clan, burly and tall, were driven out of the Great Wall to graze the grasslands and become a barbarian country by themselves, called barbarians.

"The other three clans have their own survival, is there really no demon clan?" After all, she belongs to the demon clan and belongs to the same clan as Qinglian. Once Qinglian dies, she is the complete demon ancestor, and the revival of the demon clan falls on him. on top of the head.

She was a little confused and kept walking around the earth.

Another day, a terrible news resounded in the world. The martial god Duan Qianyu broke through the Zifu realm, entered the palace with one sword and one person, defeated the imperial guards, civil and military officials, questioned the emperor of Da Zhou, and ordered him to repeal the law restricting the martial arts. .

"I am a god of the land, and I should open the door and establish a school." Duan Qianyu announced to the world, "In ancient times, Jianmu was the ancestor of the world's spiritual roots. It was broken and left on the earth. I was fortunate to have a branch and planted it as a 'ginseng fruit tree'. In the courtyard, the fruits are continuously condensed, and they can cultivate to this point. Anyone who has a predestined relationship in the world can come to worship me as a teacher!"

In the imperial court, countless great Confucians were in grief and indignation.

"Have no shame, claiming to be a god?"

"The power of a warrior, one person is the enemy of the country, how can it be good?"

The warriors are rampant, and no one can contain them.

And these Confucian scholars, who are local officials, need the worship of the people at dawn, they are dedicated to the people, they all cultivate in an upright manner, and absorb the incense of the local people.

After all, no matter how many mortals have aura, they are too weak to gather together, and their entry is slow.

"These are really sad times."

She showed a faint calm and continued to stride forward, wanting to see more of the world and taste the delicious plants in this world before she died of old age. This was her original intention.

On this day, she passed by a barren village in a gloomy weather, and suddenly had a feeling, and her faith suddenly changed.

It smells like a monster!

"How can there be monsters in this mortal world? Without strong people, there will be no rich energy nourishment from the inner world, and living beings should no longer have the opportunity to develop wisdom."

She stopped and slowly entered a humble hut.

"I have studied hard for three years, and I must serve the country. Now, martial artists are rampant, regardless of their livelihood, and the world is suffering from constant disasters. Outside the southern region, there are mountains and rivers, hidden monsters eating people, and in the northern region. There are barbarians in the grasslands, eyeing them."

A young scholar, constantly looking at pages and pages of books.

She lowered her eyes and looked at a little white fox next to the scholar's desk. Its eyes were dark and dark. It was dressed in human gray shabby clothes, with only its head exposed. through.

The little fox suddenly got nervous, and quickly made a simple voice, and quickly said, "Goodbye God."

The scholar trembled, and turned to look at the girl in blue who suddenly appeared at the door.

"It's going to rain, passing by here and taking shelter for a while." She smiled, ignoring the scholar and the little fox, and turned to look at the flowerpot on the windowsill, which was a building tree.

"You are!??" The scholar couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise.

"She is the mother of the earth, and she said that the sky will rain, and the sky is her disciple."

There is an explanation next to it.

The scholar and the white fox trembled, and their minds went blank!

Mengmei turned her head and sensed the familiar aura following her voice. She was an old friend.

"Wood Wishes"

She looked at a wooden potted plant on the windowsill in front of her. This was Dao Changsheng's biological father. Once, when he was on Jianmu, Kaitian Jianmu Sect was beaten by Dao Changsheng, and after avenging his mother, he was cut off.

wow.

Suddenly, heavy rain poured down, and the rain fell on the eaves, making the dilapidated house bang continuously.

She looked at the old rattan potted plant and did not speak.

"Mother of the ivy, I know you will come," the ivy said: "I have been waiting for nearly a hundred years."

"Why are you here."

"At that time, I was the only god who was not brought to heaven." Mu Yuancheng explained in a low voice, "They all know my relationship with Emperor Dao, and no one dared to take me. I, a god of the old era, can only take me. With his wife and family back then, he has supported him in the mortal world for hundreds of years."

"What about your family? Where have they all gone now."

"Humans. They are humans. They are subduing demons and eliminating demons. We are constantly being chased. I am too old, and my cultivation base is constantly going backwards. My wife is also a demon clan. , I couldn't hold it any longer, and they turned into ordinary plants and animals, and I buried them on the side of the road."

"Our old age was too painful, we kept running away, we kept running away, and in the end it was just me and my daughter"

Mu Yuancheng opened his mouth and said: "In the past two years, I was subdued by young knights to exorcise demons, kept running, and even lost my human form. Only the primordial spirit escaped, and I planted myself in a flower pot. been waiting, been waiting"

"I'm already dying, but I'm still insisting, because I don't think I can die that easily." His voice became completely hoarse. This time, the sect master of the Hidden Holy Land was sobbing and sobbing. "I have used my whole life to repay the mistakes of the year, but in the era of the demon clan, it shouldn't fall like that."

His voice was extremely complicated, and he stretched out a withered branch and leaf slowly and difficultly, as if to greet the little white fox, "The faults of the parents should not be carried over to the children. She and Dao Changsheng are brothers and sisters, and they should be the last in this world. A monster."

"Father." The white fox in human clothes suddenly burst into tears.

Mother Earth Qingteng looked at him, "According to your lifespan, you should already be dead, so you have persisted until now?"

"Yeah." This gray-black ivy tree withered to the extreme, looking at the scenery outside the window, came a hoarse and old voice, and his emotions did not waver at all, "I should have died, looking at the blue-shirt knight, Confucian scholar, The disputed and energetic rivers and lakes, I have been crazy these years, I have been running, wanting to run out of this world. I can't help but go to many places, looking for traces of our mythical age everywhere, but I can't find it at all, you all Disappeared, disappeared into the heaven, and I was the only one left."

Whoa, whoa!

Suddenly, a heavy rain fell outside the window.

Tick ​​tock sprinkled on the potted ivy of this window, and the two open and closed mahogany windows were constantly flapping with the storm, making a rattling sound.

"In this world, I'm the only one left without any new kind. It's really cruel. It makes me feel extremely lonely. I've been abandoned by the times." This ivy bowed its head, and a weak voice came again.

Mengmei was stunned.

"Actually, I'm going to die too." She suddenly sat down on the windowsill and looked at this vine amid the screeching sound of the rainstorm.

"How is that possible! Even the oldest demon ancestor has to leave? Could it be that the demon clan can only preserve the lifespan of a great emperor in the mythical era of the Western Era, and shouldn't end so quickly." Mu Yuancheng's voice was bitter.

"I didn't break through the Heavenly Emperor."

Suddenly, Mu Yuancheng was silent.

Mengmei suddenly put down the shelf and sat by the window. In the rainstorm, facing this ivy potted plant, she talked about the allusions of the age of mythology, and Mu Yuancheng also talked about her past fighting for the emperor when she was young, and got to know Tsing Yi. Of course.

At that time, he actually never thought of being a heartless man. He was only driven by the current situation and the sect, and he followed the trend. Gradually, his heart became cold. Under the guidance of his parents, he inherited the Kaitian Jianmu sect with peace of mind and became the suzerain.

"In my whole life, I have lost the woman I used to love the most. Maybe I should have died, but I also think that my life is worth living, because without me, there may not be a Taoist emperor, and no one can stand up and roar at the sky. The current era may be different. The ups and downs of each era, the gains and losses, who can calculate clearly?"

The rain was getting heavier, Mu Yuancheng's voice was getting smaller and smaller, and even gradually disappeared, "Mother Earth, you can be the teacher of heaven, maybe it's not that you can't break through, it's just that you don't care in your heart, you never pursue it, you feel death also fearless"

She trembled slowly all over, watching Mu Yuancheng's body lose its vitality, and a faint loneliness flashed in her heart.

"Perhaps, it's true that I didn't try my best to break through. After Dao Changsheng and Qingdi left, I felt that it didn't matter." She seemed to have a clear understanding, and her eyes crossed the ivy bonsai lightly, looking at the rain curtain outside the window. .

tick tock

The clear rain fell on the windowsill and sprinkled clear white water.

"Monster clan, maybe it's really going to decline."

She laughed self-deprecatingly, standing in the dark room, the vermilion windows were still flapping with the rainstorm, and the potted plants had completely silent.

The reading boy behind him, and the little white fox trembling all over, stood respectfully on the spot with their heads lowered.

suddenly.

Qingteng turned to look at the little white fox, "Once, I gave advice to an old man who wanted to go to heaven. He suppressed the age of ancient gods. Later, a child worshipped me as a teacher. Now, are you willing to worship me as your teacher?"

There's one more at ten o'clock