Shifang Wusheng

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He stood up and let the night wind blow his long hair back slightly.

"I am fine."

Turning his gaze, Wei He's eyes fell on Han Quan's face.

"Wu Que, do you know my real name?"

"?" Hanquan was slightly taken aback.

"My real name is Wei He. I am one of the Taoists of the Xuanmiao Sect." Wei He smiled and stroked Hanquan's hair lightly.

"Wei He?" Han Quan opened his eyes wide, but soon he didn't care.

"What's the difference now? Whether it's a Daoist sect or a big moon, under the mist, I'm afraid there won't be anything left..."

She is not stupid, nor naive.

So it is very clear how hard Dayue's citizen hierarchy suppresses a large number of civilians.

The perennial oppression and slavery of the true blood nobles has accumulated a lot of conflicts with the common people.

Now that the true blood nobles have completely collapsed, the commoners will never let go of this opportunity.

After Da Yue lost the top decision-makers, he lost a large number of true blood masters.

Next, I am afraid that it will be the beginning of a chaos.

Moreover, a large part of Da Yue's food supply in the past relied on the meat field system, but now the meat field lacks true energy, and there will be no more.

The biggest difficulty facing the entire empire is probably not turmoil, but famine!

And famine is likely to lead to greater unrest.

Wei He didn't hesitate. Now that he had made his decision, he immediately set up a cold spring nearby, and went to Xuanmiaozong by himself.

He wants to make sure his family is okay.Then the residence was moved to the vicinity of the royal tomb.

In order to contact the people inside at any time, find a way to solve the predicament.

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On the border of Dayue, where the Xuanmiao Sect resides.

Among the large stone forests, stone houses and buildings rise one after another.

Between the houses, pieces of white silk were tied up high and fluttered in the wind.

Pure white paper money was scattered everywhere.

In the Xuanmiao Sect, on the largest campus, rows of spirit seats are neatly arranged at this time.

Many disciples in sackcloth and filial piety knelt down on the ground one after another, with mournful expressions on their faces.

On the eaves not far away, a row of crows were attracted from a distance, and they stopped on the eaves one after another, looking down at the people below.

In the vast territory of Xuanmiaozong, the star array that maintains the blessed land has already failed.

All the buildings are like ordinary Martial Arts sect residences, returning to the ordinary.

Cai Menghuan's face is much older than before. At this time, he has changed from a handsome young man to a middle-aged man with wrinkles at the corners of his eyes.

The black hair that was originally full of hair has also turned gray.

Beside him were two confidantes of his own, and the three of them stood quietly in the corner, looking at the school field full of spirit seats, their eyes were a little sad.

At this time, the Xuanmiao Sect is still here. Among the three veins, there are only a few hundred people at this point, and most of them are relatives.

The moment Fudi collapsed, all the real people in Sanmai were caught off guard and suffered heavy losses.

And the result was the rows of spirit seats in front of him.

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at this time.

Swish.

On the roof of the opposite building, Wei He's figure suddenly appeared there.

Cai Menghuan was taken aback for a moment, and looked carefully at Wei He, only to find that there was no change in the other's face.

And judging from the speed just now... Wei He's cultivation base...

A glimmer of hope suddenly flashed in Cai Menghuan's eyes.

Soon, his eyes met Wei He's.

But immediately, he seemed to think of something.The light in his eyes slowly dimmed.

Wei He jumped down lightly, landed in front of him and stood still.

The two stood in the corner, flanked by rows of spiritual tablets being worshipped.

"You..." Wei He looked at Cai Menghuan.

"I've done it." Cai Menghuan smiled.

"When we left, the suzerain asked me if I wanted to leave together. I refused." He gently squeezed the hands of the two women beside him.

If you go in, you will have to give up on your sisters who are in danger outside.

"Are you okay?" Wei He asked after a pause.

"It's okay. I'm a genius." Cai Menghuan said with a smile, "I'm not very old, and I can live for a long time after finishing my kung fu." Of course, this statement is false, he is already a real person, and his body structure has been changed.

Now Sangong, it won't be long before it will be dead after all.

Wei He fell silent.

"Also, go back and have a look." The smile on Cai Menghuan's face faded.

Wei He paused, and his figure suddenly disappeared.

With his current speed, he only took a few breaths before returning to the mansion where the Wei Mansion was located.

On the plaque of the Wei Mansion at this time, there is also a white silk hanging on it.Inside the open door, some crying could be heard faintly.

Wei He paused, stepped forward and entered the door.

The son, Wei An and his wife, were holding a young child and knelt on the side of the lobby.

Wan Qingqing knelt on the other side with a sad face, quietly burning the paper money in the brazier in her hand.

The second sister Wei Ying and the eldest sister Wei Chun are also there.Both of them have only ordinary strength, and they are not affected much, that is, Sangong.

In addition, some of the masters of the Wandu Sect, the old servants of the Wei Mansion, knelt down in the back row.

"Master!?!" Suddenly a maid raised her head and saw Wei He walking through the door, and exclaimed.

"Master is back!"

In the commotion, everyone stood up and greeted Wei He in surprise.

Wei He didn't answer, but just looked up, behind the spiritual tablets in the lobby, there were portraits, one of which was the mother-in-law Wan Ling.

"Husband!" Wan Qingqing stepped forward. Apart from her face getting older, she hasn't changed much.

Xu Wu dissipated all her energy, without her beauty-enhancing martial arts energy, such a change is normal.

"Thank you...Qingqing." Wei He gently pulled Wan Qingqing into his arms.

During the days when he was away, Wan Qingqing took care of the house up and down, inside and out.

"Husband, you...?" Wan Qingqing leaned in Wei He's arms, looked up at Wei He's youthful face that hadn't changed at all, feeling puzzled in her heart.

"I'll talk about these things later. Now, I'm back." Wei He said solemnly.

"This time...can you stay a little longer?" Wan Qingqing carefully grasped his hand.

Wei He's heart trembled, and he returned to hold her hand tightly.

"I won't leave this time."

The world has changed drastically, and he has decided to move the entire Xuanmiao Sect to the Dayue Royal Tomb, and find a way to get in touch with the master and others in the tomb.

No matter how troublesome the mist is, people can stand out from the natural world and become the overlord of the biological chain, never because they follow the crowd and accept the reality of fate.

As long as you explore, research, grope, and experiment, one day you will think of a way to survive in the mist.

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The 22nd year of the big moon, January.

The mist filled the air, and the waves swept across the land, killing and injuring real beasts everywhere.

The Great Moon Empire, which was severely lacking the constraints of the upper echelon, finally collapsed after struggling to support it for several months.

Rebel armies all over the country raised their poles, and the nine military departments were divided into civil strife, and wars broke out everywhere.

In March of the same year, the rebel army broke through the imperial city, the capital of the king, burned, killed and looted the palace.

At the end of the month, part of the royal family died in battle, and some fled and disappeared.

The burning of the imperial city declared the last afterglow of the Great Moon Empire, and it was completely destroyed.

In June, Yuanxi Jujun revolted.

In August, the United States of Sierra was divided and plunged into civil strife.The rest of the Chu countries on the sea, which were supposed to take advantage of the fire, also began to rebuild domestic order due to the sudden outbreak of the mist natural disaster.

The master alliance disintegrated, the biological weapons degenerated, the holy artifacts failed, and many weapon systems failed. Only the gunpowder firearms with the most primitive structure can still retain their effects.

The people who were once suppressed by martial arts began to rise up one after another, and the flames of uprising ignited all over the world.

In October, inside and outside the big month, and the surrounding areas, all fell into turmoil and war.

Unlike the turmoil in the outside world, Wei He led the remnants of the Xuanmiao Sect to relocate the residence, and took Princess Hanquan to build a manor near the tomb of the Great Moon Royal Family.

Like them, there are other master relatives who hid in the mausoleum.

A large number of relatives converged together, and as time went by, they reclaimed wasteland and attracted traders, who in turn attracted more civilians to migrate.

Under such a cycle, this place has gradually evolved into an unknown frontier town.

And Wei He, following his promise, has always been with his wife, children, parents and sisters, married Hanquan and lived together in a small border town.

He has been waiting.

Wait for the people in the mausoleum to go out and hand over resources and goods to the outside world.

With the external zhenqi dissipating, Wei He quickly broke through to the Seven Steps of Quanzhen, and his cultivation completely stagnated.

Without more foreign aids, even if he had the Realm Breaking Orb, he couldn't become stronger out of thin air.

After bringing all the important people with him, Wei He no longer traveled around, but stayed in the town and lived quietly with his relatives.

What made him helpless was that his face, which had remained unchanged because of his cultivation, was in stark contrast to the gradually aging faces of the people around him.

Time passed year by year.

Soon, parents Wei Tang and Li Cui passed away, but there has been no news from the mausoleum.

After Wei He buried his parents peacefully, he continued to live a life of seclusion without contention with the world.

Usually, he prepares medicines and makes a living by selling medicine powder and elixir. In his spare time, he goes to the royal tomb and sits in front of the huge Tai Chi diagram.

Or with Wan Qingqing, go to the surrounding area to relax, play and rest.

Without true energy, the whole world seems to have become a normal day-to-day life.

There are no monsters, no strange beasts, and no real beasts.

Everything is very peaceful.

For the people without exaggerated force, the tigers and black bears that occasionally appear on the mountain are ferocious beasts that hurt people and kill people.

Wei He no longer needs to be sure.

It's just that the huge strength accumulated in his body, the power of the three blood vessels, and the huge basic blood are enough to make him live for at least 400 years.