There's something wrong with my master.

But in this icy and snowy environment, their age is already considered very old.

"At least we've seen and experienced it when we were young, but these guys really haven't seen anything."

"I don't care about all that. In this world, survival depends on one's ability."

"The Ten Thousand Souls Banner has more souls, and it can also have a little more deterrent power, which is also good."

"You are a bunch of lunatics, lunatics! This is against the ethics of heaven, earth and mankind!!"

The sound suddenly became noisy.

The sounds of discussion turned into quarrels.

No one knew what they discussed, but after that day, the traveling team was able to eat meat again.

Moreover, at night, many elderly people would spontaneously gather outside to protect the young people from the severe cold outside.

Some things cannot be hidden.

Many young people knew what was going on, but did not expose it.

Some people even choose to accept it calmly.

There were some people cursing, saying that these old guys were so old and deserved to die!

They wanted to speak loudly, but their voices were hoarse, and their eyes became red as they spoke.

Later, someone took the initiative to swing a knife at the old man.

In short, the barbarian tribe survived this journey through wind and snow.

No one investigates the process.

After passing through the curtain, everyone greedily breathed in the air behind it.

Everyone knows that every moment they step on this land is precious.

Perhaps in the next moment, the barbarian tribe will suffer a devastating disaster.

So, just enjoy yourself while you can.

From the moment they set out on their journey south, they knew their ultimate fate.

They accepted it calmly and were ready to fight to the death.

The barbarian chieftain held the Ten Thousand Souls Banner and felt a little more confident, but not enough.

The final result was as everyone expected.

They lost.

They are dead.

They should have returned to heaven.

However, on the same land, right above the heads of their dead souls, the Gu people survived the disaster safely.

Why did those cavalrymen stained with the blood of the barbarians and the powerful monk who killed all the high-ranking barbarians not take action against the Gu people in the end?

They had originally accepted the result calmly, but suddenly they felt a little unwilling.

When he saw the Gu people cheering, his unwillingness became even more intense.

Pairs of blood-stained hands stretched out from the ground, trying to drag everyone present into hell.

The young man who wrote this book is asking, why?

Along the way, the elderly who sheltered the young people from wind and rain were also asking, why?

How unfair this is.

Those surging emotions flowed through the book in Yun Changsheng's hand and attacked the vast white road in his consciousness.

"All living beings, monks, heaven."

Yun Changsheng put away the book in his hand and whispered, "I don't know why either."

"But I will find out why this is happening."

The world has always been unfair.

But for ordinary people, is this world too unfair?

They never had the power to resist and could only watch the world with numb eyes.

Mortals are always mortals, and monks are always monks.

Even if everything in the world were to be rebuilt from scratch, the final result would still be the same.

Yun Changsheng stood up and brushed off the dirt on the ground.

The moon-white robe became spotless once again.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but my cultivation seems to have improved a bit.

He shook his head, not really caring about the matter. He turned around and saw Lin Xi walking towards him.

He asked as a smile spread across his face.

"solved?"

"Well, it's solved."

Lin Xi explained what had just happened and told the whole story.

The two talked as they walked, and at night, they squeezed into a small tent and snuggled up to each other.

Li Yue quietly moved away and continued to figure out where her apprentice was.

Logically speaking, since we had calculated it at the beginning, we should be able to meet soon on this trip.

She was a little confused and continued to calculate.

The night passed quickly.

The moonlight became hazy, and the stars gradually faded and disappeared.

When the moonlight disappeared, the sky was already bright.

The morning light fell, bringing with it warmth.

Many Gu people did not enter the tents, but sat outside all night.

Some of them have bloodshot eyes, and when they blink, they feel dry and sour.

But they still don't want to rest.

When the sky brightened, some people finally came to their senses and reached out to touch the light coming from the sky.

The temperature is very comfortable, and you won’t feel cold when the wind blows on your palms.

"This is real?"

"No dream?"

"You hit me and try."

Snapped!

"Fuck, you're really hitting me, kid. I'm your uncle!"

Noisy sounds rang out, breaking the tranquility of the early morning.

"Are you stupid? I see you didn't sleep at all last night, how could you be dreaming!"

"So this isn't a dream?"

"of course."

Maybe it was obtained too easily, so everything seems so unreal.

Even now, there are still people who wonder if all this is an illusion.

They pinched and beat each other.

The pain made my tired consciousness a little clearer.

Finally, most people came to their senses and confirmed that this was not a dream.

"His Royal Highness the Saint has ordered that everyone go back to sleep!"

A poisonous insect is flying in the sky.

The insect vibrated its transparent wings, making a buzzing sound.

In just a moment, the Gu insect flew around the entire Gu tribe’s base and conveyed the Holy Son’s order to all the Gu tribe members.

"what?"

The crowd, who had been very excited just now, calmed down.

Of course we must obey the Son’s orders.

At the moment the cavalry retreated last night, the image of the Son of God in their hearts was no different from that of a God.

Everyone obeyed the order and walked into the tent one after another. Some people simply lay down on the grass.

Even when he was sweating all over from the sun, he still refused to go back to the tent.

Before the second order from the Son of God comes down, even if I can't sleep, I can only close my eyes.

Finally, the excitement in my mind faded away, and fatigue took over.

A soft snoring sound was heard, and then more and more snoring.

Many people slept for a whole day and a night before they could replenish their tired spirits.

The elders of the Gu tribe had hunted cattle and sheep from somewhere, and were now setting up a pot to boil water.

The young and strong man who woke up helped while swallowing his saliva.

Wherever there is food, there is Lin Xi.

Lin Xi, who smelled the fragrance, came out from somewhere, cut a piece of lean meat, and then went to find Li Yue.

Yun Changsheng sat on the grass, glanced at Lin Xi, and shook his head with some amusement.

He muttered the word "foodie" and shifted his gaze back to the book in his hand.

The unwilling emotions of hundreds of thousands of barbarians were still washing over the vast white road.

However, this is not enough.

"Let it go."

He put the book away.

He stood up and was about to go for hotpot with Lin Xi, but the Saint of the Gu Clan, who had not been seen for a long time, showed up.

"Mr. Yun."

"Ah."

Yun Changsheng responded indifferently, feeling that it was a bit impolite, so he also called out.

"Mr. Lin."

"..." The Holy Son of the Gu clan.

This name is a bit strange, but it sounds comfortable.

He opened the folding fan in his hand with a "snap" and then put his face in front of Yun Changsheng.

"Mr. Yun, if someone else were to be the Holy Son of the Gu Clan, who do you think would be more suitable among the Gu Clan?"

"...?"

Yun Changsheng looked at the smiling face in front of him, took a step forward, and silently stepped back, moving a little further away from the face in front of him.

"I think Mr. Lin knows this question better than I do."

"That's right, Lin was confused and disturbed Mr. Yun."

The Holy Son of the Gu Clan said something in an apologetic tone, then turned around and left slowly.

Although there were many speculations about the identities of Yun Changsheng and his group, he did not dare to blindly claim their ancestors before confirmation.

If you recognize the wrong ancestor and the real ancestor gets angry, then the gain will be more than the loss.