Jiangzhou City.
Meng Chuan was walking alone in the city, looking at the celebrating Jiangzhou City.
The war was won, and the whole country celebrated for a month. Not only Jiangzhou City, but also every big city in the world, and many villages could see the celebration.
"Okay."
"Beautiful."
"One more."
People watched juggling and other performances happily, For these ordinary people, the feeling of winning the war is not strong! Because in recent decades, the demon tribe has given up invading even the unstable entrance to the world. Ordinary people have not encountered the threat of monsters for a long time. Instead, the many performances celebrated by the world made people happier.
Meng Chuan, with white hair and shawl, walks alone among the crowd. Ordinary people can't see Meng Chuan at all, and they don't realize that the strongest man in the world is walking beside him.
"The war has been won. My state of mind has been affected by years of "confusion", and it is difficult to feel happy."
"However, my current state is different from the past' Nirvana's state of mind is still different."
"I..."
Meng Chuan was a little confused.
His soul clone walked inside the city and also outside the city.
He looked at the village, where the whole family was celebrating, but at the same time, there were villagers doing farm work.
He saw fishermen still fishing in rivers and lakes to celebrate 'January'. Ordinary people cannot enjoy themselves for a whole month and have to work to support their families.
He saw that the caravans were still rushing to the cities to transport a large amount of materials needed for 'celebration'.
"My current state of mind is not desolation, happiness, or excitement. What is it?" Meng Chuan was in such a state that he couldn't make a clear judgment.
I just feel a sense of relaxation, a feeling of being slightly drunk, and more of a trembling of the soul.
As if trembling with excitement.
This feeling filled Meng Chuan's heart, making him unable to help but walk around the world and watch the world carefully.
......
In Yuanchu Mountain, in a hall inside a cave.
There were three disciples of gods and demons arranging massive files in order, and Meng Chuan walked in at this time.
"Master." The three gods and demon disciples all saluted respectfully.
"Are all the files ready?" Meng Chuan asked.
"The files from the Two Realms Island and the Black Sand Cave Heaven have been sent over." The first disciple of the gods and demons said respectfully, "There are more than 230,000 files from the gods and demons, and there are even more secular files. . Because since the beginning of the war, there have been hundreds of millions of mortals participating in the war, so only those who have made great achievements will have records."
"Well, you continue to do things." Meng Chuan nodded slightly.
This is a decision jointly made by the three major sects under his chairmanship.
Put together all the files of gods, demons and mortals who have participated in the war since the war. Each of the three major sects has one.share. No matter what, let future generations know.
Meng Chuan picked up a file.
"Master, here are the files of gods and demons, and behind them are the files of mortals." The disciple of gods and demons reminded in a low voice.
Meng Chuan nodded slightly and looked at it.
This dossier is the dossier of a powerful god and demon who started the war more than 900 years ago.
‘Donliehou’ Zhang Xing.
When the demon world and the human world were getting closer, and the entrance to the unstable world had just appeared in Cangyuan Realm, Donglie Hou Zhangxing was still a god and demon in the Great Sun Realm, and he saw a city that was being slaughtered. The scene, there was no one alive in that county, the scene was like an endless hell...
Since then, Donglie Hou Zhangxing has been running around in the days of hunting down the demon clan, but the sudden entrance to the unstable world still makes the human race Slaughtered cities and villages kept appearing, which was the nightmare of the earliest human race.
Later, the ‘Stable World Entrance’ appeared, and Donglie Hou Zhangxing began to guard the city gate.
Later, he became a prince, a god and a demon.
He has been fighting against monsters all his life. I saw with my own eyes that there were more and more city gates and more and more entrances to the unstable world. As a lord of gods and demons, I was still very safe in the early stages of the war, but too many mortals died.
Donliehou died in his hometown, but he fought hard all his life and made great contributions.
......
Meng Chuan finished reading the dossier of Donglie Hou Zhangxing, but then moved forward and picked up another dossier.
This is a dossier for an outer disciple.
Outer disciples, such as ‘Meng Xiangu’, have not practiced for a long time on the Yuanchu Mountain.
This outer disciple, named ‘Antong’, was born more than 800 years ago.
Antong, at the age of 19, was at the level of "Coal Condensation" in the Wuluo Realm, which was considered top among ordinary people. At that time, military service to guard the city gates was not yet common, because the pressure from the human race was not great. , which belongs to the 'voluntary registration' type.
Antong said goodbye to his parents at the age of nineteen, and went to Chengguan in high spirits to become a soldier and fight against the demon clan.
Fighted against the monster clan for six years and made great achievements many times. During this period, the city gate was breached once, and most of the soldiers at the city gate were killed or injured. After the rescue gods and demons arrived, only the remaining soldiers could survive, and Antong was He was lucky enough to survive, and this was also his biggest life-and-death disaster before he became a god and demon.
At the age of twenty-five, because of his sufficient merit, he was given the opportunity to overcome life and death and successfully became a god and demon.
On the orders of my parents, I stayed home for three years, married a wife and had children.
Three years later he went on to join the army. At that time, every outer sect god and demon was not forced to participate in the battle, but An Tong continued to fight.
In this way... the city gate has been guarded for sixty-five years, until the demon tribe planned an all-out attack. In order to stop the demon tribe, An Tong finally died in the battle at the city gate.
"Antong." Meng Chuan whispered silently.
In the end, he is just an immortal god.The outer disciples of the demon have not practiced for a long time on Yuanchu Mountain, but in fact they are more numerous.
The human race cannot give them enough resources, and even the resources to overcome life and death are obtained through merit! After that, they were left to fend for themselves, but these outer disciples...actually made a great contribution in the war with the demon clan. The number of their deaths far exceeded the gods and demons of the three major sects. Their importance is very great.
The underground network of gods and demons requires a large number of ordinary gods and demons.
In many city gates, in addition to sectarian gods and demons, there are also many ordinary gods and demons to assist.
......
Meng Chuan looked at the files one by one and kept walking back.
Finally reached the back.
Meng Chuan picked up a file.
"Wang Fu, Wang Changyu, Wang Ergou, Wang Sanmao..."
Meng Chuan's heart suddenly trembled at the densely packed names, and he looked through them one by one.
They are all names, pages and pages of densely packed names.
Flip to the back of this file and there are only a few sentences.
"On the ninth day of April in the nineteenth year of An'an in the Great Xia Dynasty, Quyang Pass was broken. There were 19,302 ordinary soldiers in the city, and no one survived."
Meng Chuan's hand slightly moved. With a shudder, he closed the file and picked up another file.
Another dense collection of names...
...
One after another.
Piles and piles.
Calculated in ‘hundred million’.
Almost all were names. Meng Chuan looked at countless names and felt that he was being stared at by countless eyes. Countless people are looking at me.
When Meng Chuan walked to the back, it was finally not his name, but many items left over from the battlefield.
"Dad, Mom, I'm coming to Qinyang Pass."
"Don't worry, my sword skills are very powerful, and those monsters can't threaten me at all. I promise you , I will definitely go back..." This is a letter, with only half of the letter paper left. It should be a letter that a soldier did not have time to send back.
Many items are placed on the shelf, and there are words engraved on the shelf: "In the third year of Chunping in Daxia, Qinyang Pass was destroyed, and the things left behind."
Many things left behind. , I don’t know who the owner is, and I can’t send it back. All the ground nets will be collected and sorted and put away in Yuanchu Mountain.
......
Meng Chuan silently looked at the countless leftover items, then turned to look at the countless files, as if across time and space, looking at billions of people.
They were smiling at Meng Chuan, smiling and nodding, all smiling.
At this moment, Meng Chuan finally understood why he was trembling and what he was thinking since the victory of the war.
He sat down cross-legged, just sitting here.
As if being watched by hundreds of millions of people, Meng Chuan waved his hand, and a long picture scroll floated in front of him. He picked up the pen, the brush was already filled with ink, and he started to write. At this moment, the strong letting spirit, letThe power that made his life tremble made him want to pour it out, even if he wanted to return to the state of 'nirvana', he could not suppress it.