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"This may be the last month that I will stay here."

Looking at the three people with gloomy expressions, Xiao Yao realized that the days on Changliu Mountain would not last forever.

"Before you leave, I have a few final words to tell you."

The monk said slowly: "Since you have entered my sect, you should act according to my rules."

"My rules are simple."

"Doing good deeds without asking for reward."

"You are one of the few people in this world who have embarked on the path of cultivation. This world is still very young, and there are many things waiting for you to explore."

"I hope you can remember my words. Protect your world and pass on the torch of humanity from generation to generation."

"Remember, your enemies are not just the ancient beasts that are wreaking havoc on the continent."

"...and people from other worlds." He said with a smile.

After hearing this, not only did the three of them look at each other, but Chen Yin and Qing Meiniang's expressions also became serious.

"Is he talking about the thirty-day heavenly tribulation?" Qing Meiniang asked in a low voice.

Chen Yin nodded.

"Soon, this world will face a catastrophe that does not belong to it."

The monk said calmly: "As my disciples, you should not run away, but stand up bravely."

"…to protect the common people."

"That might be difficult, and there's not much I can do to help you."

"Whether you can survive this depends on you and the luck of this world." His tone was flat, without any fluctuations.

"Yes!" The three disciples agreed respectfully.

Finally, the monk turned to Xiaoyao and said, "Little fox, the same goes for you."

"You are not my disciple, so it is up to you to decide whether you want to lie in the muddy water or not."

"If you want to leave, it's your freedom. After all, you don't belong to this world."

"Of course," he changed the subject, "If you are willing to stay with Chang Liu, your abilities will be a great help to him."

These words made everyone look at her in surprise.

Gu Changliu was the same. He looked at Xiaoyao with some surprise.

This was the first time Xiaoyao felt Gu Changliu's gaze like this.

She hoped that such gazes would always fall on her.

It only falls on myself.

So she nodded without hesitation.

"In that case, then I can leave with peace of mind."

The monk clasped his hands together with a kind expression, a faint smile on his lips.

Then, his body began to dissipate and rot little by little.

It seemed as if thousands of years had passed in the blink of an eye. The monk who had been chatting and laughing with everyone with a kind face in the previous second had turned into a flawless skeleton in the next second.

Gu Changliu, Ming Luan and Mo Wuyou all knelt down deeply and did not get up for a long time.

Chen Yin was also looking at the familiar skeleton, feeling a lot of emotions in his heart.

...That was the crystal skull in his scroll.

I don't know how Wu Xuan Patriarch got it. But a mere skeleton can exert a strength comparable to that of a true fairyland in his hands.

It turned out to be the remains of this monk.

Seeing Chen Yin thoughtful again, Qing Meiniang snorted in dissatisfaction.

She knew that this man would not tell her anyway. Even if she asked, he would only keep her in suspense.

And later on, it will be even further in time.

Five full years passed.

After the monk left, Gu Changliu, who had been carefree at first, began to restrain his temperament and devoted himself to practice.

In three years, he had risen all the way from the Upper Cloud Realm to the peak of the Taiqing Realm.

His attainments in swordsmanship are unrivaled in the world.

The only one who can fight with him is his senior brother Mo Wuyou.

During these five years, Mo Wuyou traveled all over the world and visited all the major tribes that were still in the barbaric period.

At that time, the world was in chaos with vicious beasts, and the number of monks was scarce. The lives of the common people were like mayflies, and they were in danger from day to night.

Mo Wuyou drove away all the ferocious beasts by himself and drove them deep into Tiantu Mountain, giving the human race a place to live.

Gu Changliu, on the other hand, traveled to all the few sects of cultivation, constantly looking for people to practice with, until he had defeated all of them.

Their names gradually spread.

At the same time, Mingluan stayed on Changliu Mountain, practicing hard, waiting for the catastrophe that his master had mentioned to come.

And there is Xiaoyao.

Xiao Yao also followed Gu Changliu closely as they traveled the world, and the man and the fox left their footprints in every corner of the mountains, rivers and seas.

Accompanying each other day and night, Xiaoyao's blood gradually awakened. She reached the Great Purity Realm without much practice and mastered the ability to control the void at will.

Only five years had passed, and she still hadn't revealed her feelings to Gu Changliu.

Gu Changliu did not reveal his feelings to Mingluan.

Ming Luan did not reveal her feelings to Mo Wuyou.

The teenagers at that time gradually grew up, and when they matured, they began to understand that some things might not need to be exposed.

What you can’t get, you can’t get.

...No matter what, you can't get it.

317. Guarding the Empty City Alone

that's it.

One day five years later, the thirty-day calamity suddenly came without any warning.

A catastrophic force surged out from the two realm passages, and the entire continent was almost instantly reduced to a living hell.

Even Qing Meiniang couldn't help but frown and couldn't bear to watch the tragic scene.

It was also the first time that Chen Yin saw what the world would be like if he had not been able to withstand two thirty-day heavenly tribulations.

At that time, Gu Changliu, Mo Wuyou, Mingluan and Xiaoyao, just as the monk ordered, killed all the people from the upper world who entered the lower world.

It was an extremely tragic battle. Many people died, and the few monks who were already there were almost all slaughtered.

If it weren’t for Xiao Yao’s ability to control the void and forcibly close the two realm channels in advance, they might really have lost.

But luckily I won.

After thirty days of heavenly calamity, the entire continent fell into a long period of decline.

The human race's fire was almost completely extinguished, and Gu Changliu had no choice but to step forward to take charge of the situation, commanding the human race to reproduce and restore order.

Mo Wuyou was stimulated by the crisis of the thirty-day heavenly calamity. He felt deeply insignificant and began to explore ways to fight against the people from the upper realm.

Mingluan followed the message left by the monk and began to forge a magic sword for his fellow brothers and sisters that could fight against the upper realm.

The seriously injured Xiaoyao also fell into a long sleep in the secret room on Changliu Mountain to recuperate.

So Xiaoyao didn’t know much about what happened afterwards.

Chen Yin and Qing Meiniang couldn't see it either.

During the long sleep, there are only two fragmented memories.

In the first paragraph, also in the secret room, Gu Changliu and Mo Wuyou seemed to be discussing the forging of the magic sword.

“…It’s still not right.”

At that time, Gu Changliu, who had already shed his youthful naivety and whose eyes were full of heroic spirit, was pinching his chin and thinking.

"Although according to Master's records, the method of casting Dao Realm Treasures is correct. But Jian Cheng is still lacking something."

"Is it the wrong material? Or did we go wrong at some step?"

Mo Wuyou's eyebrows and eyes became deeper and deeper, giving off a sense of majesty without even getting angry:

"Master's records should be correct. Perhaps what is missing should be discovered by ourselves."

"But this is not the key point. Even if you really create a Dao Realm Supreme Sword, without the corresponding cultivation, you still can't defeat those people from the upper realm."

"Now, we should think about whether there is a way to improve our combat power without ascending."

Gu Changliu was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "You mean... the two avenues?"

"Master said that it is a very dangerous thing."

"We must try even if it's dangerous." Mo Wuyou's tone was firm, "Otherwise, when the next catastrophe comes, who will protect the world? Who will protect Junior Sister Mingluan?"

Those words seemed to hurt Gu Changliu. After hesitating for a while, he nodded slowly.

"it is good."

"I will accompany you to comprehend the dual avenues."

This memory ends here.

The next paragraph is even more ambiguous.

From Xiaoyao's perspective, all he could see was Gu Changliu, who was covered in blood, seriously injured and dying, and the heartbroken Ming Luan, who was holding him and trying her best to treat his injuries in the secret room.

Xiaoyao didn't know what was going on.

Perhaps stimulated by Gu Changliu's injury, Xiao Yao, who had not yet recovered from her injuries, forced herself to end her long sleep, but when she woke up, she did not see her lover waiting for her to come back.

What she saw was that a grand wedding was being held at Changliu Mountain, the holy land of the human race and the leader of all sects in the world at that time.

...Gu Changliu and Mingluan’s wedding.

The weather was very good that day and Changliu Mountain was very lively.

The shabby and simple huts were gone, and there were magnificent palaces everywhere. Countless immortal monks from the sects came to celebrate, and the ordinary people living at the foot of the mountain were also celebrating.

However, among so many people, Mo Wuyou was the only one missing.

Amidst everyone's blessings, Gu Changliu, who had already become the immortal master of the human race, slowly took the hand of the already gentle and charming Mingluan, held her in his arms, and kissed her deeply.

Xiao Yao hid in the void in the distance, watching all this silently.

She saw the gentle smile on Gu Changliu's face.

She knew he was happy.

…I am much happier than when I was traveling around the world with myself.

In the end, Xiaoyao said nothing, but left a letter in the room.

Then, he left Changliu Mountain alone and came to a deep forest where no one could find him, and built a barrier.

One person was tasked with guarding the passage to a certain boundary alone, and gave birth to offspring through his blood, passing on this mission.

And just like that, decades passed.

Over the past few decades, Xiaoyao has only come out of the mountains twice.

One time was when Mingluan passed away.

Mingluan died very early, less than three years after she married Gu Changliu.

That day, the whole world didn't know the news because Gu Changliu didn't tell anyone.