If Xia Daozu were still alive, the predicament that the human race is facing now would actually be a very simple matter.
He only needed to wave his sleeves, and not a cloud would be taken away, only Luohu's life.
And then it was all over.
For practitioners in the tenth realm, everything is that simple.
Nine is the extreme, and above the nine realms, there is no human being.
But nowadays, no one in the world can perform such methods.
Although the Nine Tribulations Sword Immortal is powerful, he is still at the level of the human world, not a human being.
Therefore, Lu Qingshan had to find a way...
Make yourself inhuman.
This sentence is actually quite funny.
It turns out that not being a human can really make you stronger.
…
The breeze makes my face cold.
The sword flies free into the sky.
The sword light came from the horizon, sweeping away all the haze wherever its edge passed, leaving only the clear blue sky.
From time to time, there were flashes of light passing by rapidly in the sky.
The human coalition forces at Guangling Pass returned to Guangling Pass after achieving their first great victory in the Second Dao-Demon War.
However, after returning, they did not hide anything but released the news truthfully.
Although the battle was a great victory, it failed to stop Luohu.
In the near future, Luohou will be promoted to the Demon Saint, and then it will be the turn of the demons.
The news undoubtedly caused great turmoil in the sky.
Regardless of their level of cultivation or status, the monks who heard the news were all in a panic.
After all, the deterrent power brought by the tenth realm is too strong.
The entire human race entered an unprecedented state of national alert.
An atmosphere of uneasiness permeates.
Then, it gradually evolved into anger and blood courage.
If this world is destined to fall, at least we can die standing, right?
A clear death.
Following this trend, more and more monks rushed to the front line.
Even some independent cultivators who have always believed that a friend’s death would rather than their own, went to the Seven Passes and Tianhe City for the first time and chose to join the battle.
But under this kind of trend, the direction of this sword light is opposite to the direction of those escaping lights.
Lu Qingshan was in the sword light.
The Heaven and Earth Sword was held in Lu Qingshan's arms.
It is very hard and indestructible.
So, it landed on the green hill.
This sword was left to him by Chu Mushen.
For a long time, it has been the symbol of Tianhe City and the sword of the world.
Now, it has become Lu Qingshan's sword.
This means that protecting Tianhe City and even the human world is a responsibility that Lu Qingshan cannot escape.
This is the highest honor and the heaviest burden.
But the most ridiculous thing about the whole thing is that... Lu Qingshan is not from this world.
As the only outsider in the entire human world, he became the guardian of this human world.
This is really too dramatic.
Fortunately, Lu Qingshan is not the first person to play this role.
Before him, 20,000 years ago, there was also such a person.
And that person succeeded.
The deeds of our predecessors serve as a lesson for future generations.
He is going to seek Buddhist scriptures.
Fortunately, there is no need to go through 81 tribulations like Tang Sanzang did, and there are no monsters on the road.
So, Lu Qingshan came to the Jueling Realm.
All spiritual thoughts can be suppressed here
Back then, Luohou broke this rule and roamed freely in the Jueling Realm.
Now, the same is true for Lu Qingshan.
The soul-destroying realm will never destroy his soul.
The center of Jueling Territory, where the original Yuanci City is located.
This was Lu Qingshan’s second time entering the Jueling Realm and his first time coming to Yuanci City.
Unfortunately, Yuanci City no longer exists, leaving only broken walls and a huge pit.
Obviously, someone has visited this place before and left his or her own traces, mocking those who come later.
"I'm late." Lu Qingshan said to himself.
This place is the "place" mentioned by Qi Butian.
Qi Butian knew this place from the beginning.
Specifically speaking, it should have started from the time he succeeded the position of abbot of Tianji Temple.
Before leaving, the previous abbot of Tianji Temple left behind not only what he had seen, but also what he knew.
However, Qi Butian didn't tell the second person about this place until now, that is, he told Lu Qingshan.
Because, God is watching what you do.
As long as you say it, it is possible to be known and seen.
And this place cannot be known.
Although, it was finally known.
It's like a meme.
Even the indestructible body of Vajra will eventually break down; even the secret that must never be revealed will eventually be revealed.
Could it be that during the meeting between the two masters of Tianji Temple, they thought everything was perfect, but in fact the secret was leaked?
Nobody knows.
There is no need to know.
This is the ending.
Since I'm a step late, is there any point in coming?
There should be.
After all, the person who asked Lu Qingshan to come to this place is the most knowledgeable and omnipotent person in the world.
So, there is always a reason to come.
It's a very simple guess, and I think it should be correct.
Of course, even if there was no other reason, Lu Qingshan would be willing to come and take a look.
Just not now.
After all, the worst thing for him at the moment is time.
Lu Qingshan jumped into the deep pit.
The pit is very deep.
This is bullshit.
But no matter how deep the pit is, it has a bottom.
This is also nonsense.
He soon reached the bottom of the pit.
It is very dark underground, with no sunlight.
Monks can ignore darkness.
However, Lu Qingshan doesn’t like darkness and is used to turning on the lights when facing darkness.
This is a habit developed over the past twenty years and is deeply rooted.
Then, the Heaven and Earth Sword held in his arms burst into sword light, illuminating the surroundings.
If there is no light, then draw the sword.
Empty, silent and deserted.
Lu Qingshan knew that not long ago, there must have been other things here, but everything had been wiped out.
"Is there really nothing left?" Lu Qingshan paced slowly in the deep underground, walking from the beginning to the end, and then from the end to the beginning, back and forth, walking three or four times, looking three or four times, but still found nothing.
Lu Qingshan knew deep down in his heart that the person must be gone, but was it really possible that there was nothing left?
A name can intimidate an entire clan for 20,000 years. Even if one is seriously injured, even if one is barely breathing, even if one is facing the number one demon, one should not just leave like this.
"Xia Zu?" Lu Qingshan then asked softly into the air.
A gentle breeze blows on my face.
It was very gentle, but it made Lu Qingshan's hair stand on end.
Where does the wind come from in such a closed underground cave?
"Your mind is in turmoil." A familiar voice sounded in my ears.
Points of fluorescent light emerged from the surrounding stone walls, forming a hazy light and shadow in front of Lu Qingshan.
A man appeared opposite him.
Just like the experience in Daoyuan Realm.
Only this time, the hazy light and shadow finally became clear.
He was a scholar with graying hair and a smile on his face.
"Xia Zu?" Lu Qingshan asked again.
"It's me. You should know my name, Xia Ming."
Lu Qingshan fell silent.
After a moment, he said in a hoarse voice: "So, what are you doing now?"
"It's just a few surviving fragments of the soul."
Lu Qingshan paused, still finding it hard to accept, "You are Xia Zu."
"The children in the south village bully me because I am old and weak. How dare they act like thieves right in front of me, openly carrying straw into the bamboo grove." After reading these lines of poetry, Lu Qingshan hadn't reacted yet, but the scholar himself couldn't help laughing first.
"I faced more than one enemy at that time, and you can't ask too much of an old man whose half body is about to be buried in the ground." He explained seriously.
"You don't look old at all."
"More than 20,000 years old, isn't that old?" The scholar showed an exaggerated expression of surprise.
Lu Qingshan was speechless for a moment.
"The human race is in a very dangerous situation now, just like it was 20,000 years ago," he added.
"I know."
"Just knowing?"
"Didn't I tell you a long time ago?" The scholar blinked his eyes, and even said mischievously, "Each generation has its own responsibilities to shoulder."
"Now, this is your responsibility."
"But you are also somewhat responsible for the current situation, so you shouldn't put all the blame on me." Lu Qingshan said seriously.
"You are right," the scholar nodded, then clapped his hands and said, "So, in addition to this fragment of my soul, I have left something else in this world."
"It can be considered as one person doing one's own thing," he said confidently, very satisfied, and then spread his hands, "but whether it can be used or not depends on you."
"What is it?" Lu Qingshan asked.
"When the time comes, you will naturally know." Xia Ming said.
"At this point, senior, please stop being a riddle teller." Lu Qingshan was a little angry.
"It's still fun to talk to people from my hometown," the scholar laughed, looking extremely happy, and then said seriously, "I'm not a riddler. If you can use the things I left behind, you will naturally know what they are. If you can't use them, then knowing them is useless."
"How can I use the things you left behind?" Lu Qingshan asked again, using a different approach.
"You are really smart." The scholar looked at Lu Qingshan with admiration.
"You know..." he said again.
"I don't know," Lu Qingshan said affirmatively, blocking his way in advance, "You have to tell me so that I can know."
The man in front of him clearly possessed the highest reputation among the human race, but he was also "naughty" in a way that was totally inconsistent with his status.
"I have been here for a long, long time," said Ru Shi. "For a long time, I tried to heal my wounds. I really tried a lot, but all failed."
“Then finally one day, I gave up.”
“I started thinking.”
"Thinking about what?"
“Think about the real way out.”
"Have you figured it out?"
"I have gained a little bit," the scholar said with a smile, "but that is only my gain, you can't just use it."
"If you want to change the ending of the story, it ultimately depends on you."
"Fortunately, you are more talented than me." The fluorescence was getting weaker and weaker, and the light and shadow were dissipating.
"I have one last thing to say to you."
"The dust and fog nourish the mountains and seas, just like the glow of a candle brightens the sun and the moon." Xia Ming smiled slightly, and the smiles eventually disappeared completely.
…
Lu Qingshan left the underground.
But he didn't leave.
He frowned, sat on the ruins, and stared at the deep pit in a daze.
Obviously, he couldn't understand Xia Zu's words at the moment.
He sat for a very long time and thought about many things.
But there is no feeling.
…
The cold night gradually passed.
The sunlight is warm.
It's dawn.
In the slightly damp and cool morning mist, there was the faint sound of insects chirping.
A few ants were crawling on the ground in front of Lu Qingshan.
In the broken wall, a tender green sprout grew out of the ground and pushed open the cracked bricks, giving off a faint but shocking sense of power.
It turns out that this land, which had once been baptized by the hand of Rahu, is not truly dead.
Lu Qingshan vaguely caught something.
He stood up, brushed off the dew on his body, and walked away along the desolate road.
His heart, as Xia Zu said, was indeed in turmoil and he needed to calm down.
The world is the most lively.
It is best to find quietness in the midst of noise.
He decided to go and see the human world.
The real world.
A world that has nothing to do with practice and his past.
After walking a long way, Lu Qingshan arrived at a small town.
The town is bustling and the streets are crowded with people.
The hot air in front of the bun shop floated in the air like fog.
The splashing soy milk soaked the bluestone slabs.
People were buying breakfast, eating breakfast, and chatting as usual. Among their conversations was the sudden disappearance of Yuanci City. This has been the biggest topic in Jueling Domain in recent years, so even after a long time, people are still talking about this topic.
Some people are worried that this city will suffer the same fate one day in the future.
"No matter what the future holds, at least for now, buns still have to be sold." Finally, the bun shop owner concluded the topic.
No matter what the future holds, life must go on now.
Lu Qingshan stood in front of the steamed bun stall, listening to these simple concerns, listening to these small and plain words, and suddenly he felt something.
This was a most ordinary life, a life he had experienced before, a life he had never experienced again since he came to this world - in fact, not much time had passed, but it felt like these things happened a very long time ago.
Is this the power of time?
Lu Qingshan strolled in the small town.
He passed by a private school and heard the pleasant sound of reading coming from behind the wall.
So Lu Qingshan stopped and listened quietly to the sound of reading coming from inside the wall for a long time.
His heart finally calmed down as he listened to the sound of reading.