The Dao dies but I live on, the spiritual energy dries up but I remain evergreen

Tong Musheng read on. The book said: "The God of Killing has killed countless people, but he is surprisingly easy-going? Rather than calling him the God of Killing, he is more like the God of Death?" Tong Musheng frowned. He continued to read, but in the latter part of the book, there was very little information about the God of Killing. Instead, it was some business tips, state governance strategies, etc.

The God of Killing is not mentioned again until the end of the book. The book says: "I saw him again. This time he came to kill me."

There is no more.

The five of them read the book and gradually learned that there is indeed such a killer god. He wears white clothes and wants people's lives. The five of them discussed with each other and integrated the clues they got.

Ji Zun said: "This God of Killing has his own order when killing people." Fang Hou, one of the Three Wonders of Kunlun, said: "Yes, Ji, he first kills the evildoers, the seriously ill, and the sinners. Then, as if he was not satisfied, he even killed the good people, the children... children. It seems that he is everywhere. In the last second, they are far away, and in the next second, they are very close."

Kong Qi said, "In my library, there are portraits of the God of Death. But some of the portraits have swords, and some do not." Kong Qi didn't know. Li Changxiao had committed too many sins of killing, so he walked the second half of the journey alone. Naturally, he had no sword.

On the way, the ordinary dream has already dissipated. Although it still looks ordinary and barely maintains the operation of the dynasty, the ethics and morals are gradually relaxed, and various corrupt trends are prevalent. This subtle influence is the most fatal.

They spread out the scroll. In the painting was a tall man, with an ambiguous face, but tall stature and long hair, showing that he was a handsome man.

The five people read through the classics and saw many books describing the scenes of the killing god demanding lives. This killing god kills people without blood, and takes people's lives in a calm and light manner. It is straightforward and calm as water. No matter how powerful your martial arts are, no matter how rich you are.

It's just one sword.

The five people were shocked to realize that this killer god had committed heinous crimes, but he should be a person with great style. Tong Musheng sorted out his gains and continued to investigate elsewhere.

In ten days, they visited four or five countries. From the records in the national treasury, they learned that it was indeed one person who killed them, and the killing lasted for several decades. At first, everyone was terrified, but later some people were no longer terrified, as if something was imprisoning them, and the God of Killing was here to free them. Instead, some people looked forward to the day when the God of Killing would come.

When the God of Killing first emerged, dozens of countries sent troops to suppress him. Unfortunately, he was erratic and returned in vain, without even being found.

Although there are many records in the national treasury books, no one can tell where the killing god came from, why he killed people, and what his name is.

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Tong Musheng and the others realized that this matter should not be underestimated. If it is underestimated, Kunlun World may also end up in a similar situation. In this way, the human race will be completely wiped out. So after hesitating for a while, the five of them returned to Kunlun and blocked the junction of the two worlds.

Tong Musheng prepared a letter, wrote down everything he knew about Fuyao, pinched several spirit birds, and sent the letter to Liuyu, Shanhai, and Yaoguang Tianxia respectively. Wan Pan Zhou Shenxiao, Wang Wuqi, and Shahuangtian joined forces with him to find the location of the Killer God and completely encircle and destroy him.

When the rest of the world heard the news, everyone was shocked. They were wondering who could kill everyone in the world. This person's methods were probably omnipotent and shocking.

Without comparison, I knew that I was no match for him. I kept thinking, if this person is not eliminated and enters the world, will I be able to escape? So I readily agreed, and Zhou Shenxiao, Shahuangtian, and Wang Wuqi, the three Mahayana masters, gathered in Kunlun Tianxia.

Tong Musheng briefly described the situation, describing the God of Death as a man in white. Zhou Shenxiao, Shahuangtian, and Wang Wuqi immediately had a figure in their minds, and they all thought, "Could it be him?" but they suppressed their doubts.

The four Mahayana masters entered Fuyao again. They swept away the corpses with their divine thoughts, and they could see them clearly. They were terrified. A world with billions of lives... was actually slaughtered.

Unfortunately, the four Mahayana masters have already tried their best. They still cannot find the whereabouts of the "God of Killing". In desperation, each world invited another Mahayana master. Zhou Lin, Luo Wunan, and Luo Tian came to help. Most of the Mahayana masters in the five worlds have arrived.

But... still no clues could be found. The Mahayana felt a chill in their hearts. They had never been afraid of anyone before. But they were really afraid of Li Changxiao.

This continued for several years. At this time, even though Tong Musheng intended to block the border, Fuyao had fertile land, beautiful scenery, and abundant resources. Some Kunlun people still ventured into Fuyao, settled down, cultivated crops, and gradually migrated to Fuyao.

Tong Musheng and others could not find Li Changxiao, and guessed that Li Changxiao might have exhausted his spiritual energy and died, so they gradually relaxed the border blockade. The Kunlun people moved to Fuyao with greater momentum.

Fuyao gradually gained popularity.

Thirty years later, the human population increased greatly, and the world was prosperous. If the world was stable and the resources were abundant, the population would return to the previous level in a few decades. Even more. Tong Musheng completely let down his guard and thought that Li Changxiao was dead. He no longer cared about worldly affairs and let the world develop naturally.

A hundred years have passed...

Fuyao has regained its former prosperity. All eight regions are inhabited, and the population is increasing rapidly. This year, Liuyu and Yaoguang also merged. When the two worlds dominated by the gods first merged, many conflicts broke out.

Wars broke out frequently, and many people in the Refining Void and Combination Sects were killed and injured. This was inevitable. But later, Zhou Shenxiao and Shahuangtian saw that the casualties were too heavy and it was difficult to determine the winner. Their attitudes softened. Gradually, they got used to each other and after several generations, they gradually adapted to each other.

The trend of regional shrinkage has slowed down, but the process of integration of several worlds has been much faster.

Another year later, the four worlds of Kunlun, Fuyao, Liuyu, and Yaoguang merged into one, and the world of mountains and seas followed a little slower. But after more than ten years, they also merged.

It formed an unprecedented world. There were gods, spirits, wild monsters, and all kinds of things. Except for the lack of spiritual energy and the inability to practice... everything else was more exciting than before.

Mahayana does not care about worldly affairs. The fusion has no entanglement. Lianxu conserves spiritual energy and dares not show up. Most Yuanyings do not live to this age.

The great age of cultivating immortals has completely passed away. Looking at the number of cultivators in the five worlds, there are less than one-third of them in the past. But on the contrary, the carnival of the mortal world has come.

In such a prosperous era, there is no need for monks.

Five hundred years passed in the blink of an eye.

Everything in the past seemed to have disappeared like smoke. Only the residents of Fuyao still extremely taboo the color white. They believe that white is a bad omen, represents death, and represents fear.

The martial arts and the way of heaven are flourishing again. Although the gods are naturally strong, they dare not be careless when facing human warriors. Most mountain spirits and wild monsters do not like to fight. The sand gods have a high opinion of themselves, but they are unlikely to do evil.

The forces in the mortal world are equally matched. But if the immortals are included, the human race may not be able to escape the fate of slavery. However... Zhou Shenxiao, Luo Wunan, Shahuangtian and others did not dare to act rashly. They have already stood at the top of the world and have experienced losses in wars, so why bother to start disputes again.

At the same time... everyone was afraid of that terrifying God of Killing. Although there were many speculations that the God of Killing was dead, no one had ever seen his corpse.

Especially for monks with higher cultivation, their intuition becomes sharper. Whenever a monk has a bad idea and wants to make trouble, he will suddenly feel goosebumps and have a very ominous premonition.

With this invisible pressure, immortal cultivators dare not act rashly or easily get involved in worldly affairs.

As a result, in the past five hundred years, the various races have been merging. People from various races no longer live in one place, but are scattered and distributed. The human race came to Liuyu, the mountain spirits and wild monsters came to Fuyao, and the sand gods also came to Kunlun...

The names of the world, such as Fuyao, Kunlun, Liuyu, Yaoguang, etc., gradually disappeared in history. No one mentioned them anymore, and now they are all called "Tianxia". It means "under the nine heavens".

The various ethnic groups have merged and flourished. They have learned from each other and created many possibilities.

The passing of the age of immortals.

But the mortal world is prosperous as never before.

The world is full of chaos, and we don't necessarily have to seek immortality. There is nothing wrong with such a prosperous age. As for the immortality disease, it was eliminated from the source by Li Changxiao. Li Xundao dispersed the way, and all the immortality patients died. The immortality disease could not be spread and disappeared. No one in the world is troubled by it anymore.

If Li Changxiao had hesitated for a moment, today would have been a completely different scene. This slight difference is huge.

Later generations dug up the remains of their ancestors and gradually learned that Fuyao had suffered from a serious illness that was incurable. Fortunately, it was the God of Killing who had nipped the source of the disease. This changed their view of the legendary God of Killing.

But there are also people who watch the fire from the other side, and say that Li Changxiao is judging the lives of people in the world based on his own will. He is overbearing and tyrannical, and the real sick person should be him, not the people in the world.

He didn't care, right or wrong. He just made this choice, and could only make this choice, only by giving up can you gain. When Li Changxiao stood at a high enough height, facing the problem of a world, or even several worlds.

But the choices are surprisingly similar. No one is omnipotent. Li Xundao is not, and neither is Li Changxiao. Therefore, one can only seek it in the sacrifice.

Be willing to give up... What Li Xundao realized is indeed profound.

Suddenly one day, a spring breeze came and several phoenixes flew together. It was a very auspicious sign, and the world was thriving. The past, even if recorded in books, was already very far away, as if it had never happened.

The world is full of ups and downs. Today he is the king, tomorrow I am the master. Fighting and robbing. Tomorrow I am tired and rest for a few days. Then I fight and robbing again.

Someone died. It was simple. A new group of people came and fought and scrambled. When they were tired, they took a rest.

It went on and on. I don't know how many ups and downs it had gone through, how many years had passed. On this day, something strange happened again. I saw a dark cloud pressing down on the endless sea.