Cannon fodder, Shizun, he doesn't want to [pass through the book]

……

Under the vast starry sky, the cold autumn wind that originally made Jiang Huaiyu feel cold became soft, so soft that it could bring back memories of the past.

Jiang Huaiyu heard the rustling sound of banyan leaves blown by the cold wind in late autumn,

Something is scattered in the cold wind of late autumn.

Jiang Huaiyu lowered his head and let himself cry.

……

The Hall of Twelve Realms in the Immortal Cultivation Realm.

The white gauze fluttered in the hall of the world, and the atmosphere was dull. The phantom figures of the leaders of the famous sects and families in the twelve realms all appeared in the hall, looking at the snow-colored hexagonal crystals suspended in the hall of the world.

Each face of the snow-colored hexagonal crystal presents a different picture.

The places presented in different pictures are all human worlds.

Most of the human world is shrouded in black mist. Under the black mist, there is a severe drought due to forces beyond human comprehension.

There were spider web-like cracks on the surface, and the vegetation lay across the surface, looking lifeless.Under the shadows of houses on the street, people with yellow complexions are coughing, and there are black spots on their faces. Black spots are the ominous breath of death, and there must be crying when they appear.

The crying was accompanied by a weird creaking sound.

The strange sound should come from underground.

"Everyone has seen the current situation in the human world, what do you think?" asked the Hall Master of Jingjing.

"How can you feel, accuse the culprit?" Ling Yunzong's lord snorted coldly.

As soon as Ling Yunzong's suzerain said this, someone immediately echoed, "Or condemn Xuanweizong?"

The suzerain of the Xuanwei sect is in "retreat", the original suzerain Fu Wuxiang can't see anyone, and the sword master Yi Buping is facing soaring, and he has no skills at all, so the leader who came to the Twelve Realm Hall is Wang Linchuan, the king.

Hearing this, Wang Linchuan pursed his lips tightly and stared at the snow-colored hexagonal crystal without speaking.

The old man standing next to the snow-colored hexagonal crystal bent his waist, and said cautiously: "The world is not only suffering from severe drought and epidemic diseases, but also all kinds of monsters taking the opportunity to make trouble. I would like to ask you to act quickly to calm down the demons and get rid of the disease. And the world is quiet.”

"The aura of the human world is not enough, restricted by the laws and supervised by the way of heaven, cultivators can only build a foundation and go to the human world. Not only that, the world cannot bear heavy pressure, and the world of cultivating immortals cannot send a large number of people to the human world. If you want to It is basically impossible to return the human world to peace in a short period of time."

The old man speculated secretly for a moment, then said cautiously: "One month is still acceptable to the human world."

The sectarian family present gave a wry smile, "More than half of the human world has fallen, and it will take a year if we want to return to peace."

"One year?" The old man's face suddenly turned pale. After one year, the human world has not been directly reduced to purgatory.

The head of the Lingyun Sect said: "One year is still a little, but it is only optimistically counted as a year."

The old man only felt that his eyes were dark and his ears were buzzing. "Then asking for help from the fairy world or the ghost world, or even the demon world and the demon world will not be able to return to heaven?"

"There is no power to return to heaven. In order to prevent the high realm from suppressing the low realm, except for the human realm, the other five realms have additional rules and restrictions, and they are under the supervision of heaven, similar to the realm of cultivating immortals."

The old man suddenly felt gloomy.The Palace of the Twelve Realms fell into a more dull atmosphere, and it took a while for anyone to speak.

"All the sects and aristocratic families have selected outstanding disciples below Foundation Establishment to go to the human world, trying to restore the peace of the human world in the shortest possible time."

All sects and aristocratic families all nodded in agreement, the six realms are one, one prospers and one loses, the human world is like this, and they don't care about protecting their own interests.

Only then did the old man regain his strength, he took a deep breath, with hatred in his eyes, "What happened to the human world is all because of Xie Mian, the chief culprit, I beg you on behalf of the human world..."

He was about to kneel down when a gust of wind lifted him up.

The Ancestor of Star Peeping Holy Gate said: "Don't worry, Mr. Fu, even if you don't tell us, we won't let Xie Mian go."

"The old ancestor who watched the star said it very well."

"Except for our world of cultivating immortals, the world of demons, immortals and ghosts will send capable officers who will definitely tear Xie Mian into pieces, even if he returns to his ancestors!"

"To disturb the world, it's frenzied! The ancestors of the dragon clan who lived thousands of years ago would not dare to..."

"Do that?"

A chuckle came from the snow-colored hexagonal crystal, and everyone looked at the picture on the crystal.

The setting sun was blindingly red, and the afterglow was sultry, covering the dry, cracked and yellowish wilderness covered with weeds.

The young man in black walked unhurriedly from the edge of the wilderness into the sight of everyone. He was holding a black umbrella, and the white mist flowed over the mountains and rivers on the umbrella, giving people a feeling that the umbrella had melted in the scorching sun.

Maintaining a harmless smile, the young man in black raised his hand and raised the umbrella, revealing a somewhat pale face, with deep eyebrows and eyes hidden in the shadows under the umbrella.

"Everyone, stay safe."

……

Xie Mian's gaze seemed to penetrate the snow-colored hexagonal crystal, turned into substance, and fell directly on everyone present, making people shudder.

Everyone in the Twelve Realm Hall was in danger of being targeted by poison, they suppressed their chills and looked at Xie Mian in disbelief.

With Xie Mian's cultivation, it is impossible for him to enter the human world, and he can only enter the human world below Foundation Establishment.

How did he enter the human world?

Could the law be torn out of the cracks?

No, if the law is torn apart, they must be aware of it.

If it wasn't for the law being torn apart, then it could only be... self-destructing cultivation base to enter the human world, forging bones, and starting cultivation from the human world.

So far, there is only one person who dares to destroy himself and enter the human world to rebuild in the entire five realms.

Today's Immortal Emperor Jue Ming.

Xie Mian looked at them and smiled, as if guessing what they were thinking, he lightly tapped the handle of the umbrella with his index finger, "Everyone said just now that the handle will be shredded into thousands of pieces, are you qualified?"

These words were full of provocation, and the fire in everyone's hearts was ignited at once. They were full of anger, but they didn't show it on their faces, they just looked at Xie Mian coldly.

"Thank you little bastard, don't be complacent."

The Thousand Magic Umbrella twirled and landed on Xie Mian's palm. Xie Mian put away the Thousand Magic Umbrella and looked at Patriarch Peeping Stars. He only took one look and then looked away.

The Ancestor Peeping Star frowned, and said kindly: "Thank you, Lord, I am very curious, why do you want to harm the Human Realm? The Human Realm is a lower realm, and the benefits you get are far less than the other five realms."

Xie Mian: "When did you end up harming the human world?"

"Don't you know when it harmed the human world?!"

"Look around you, which place is not your scourge?! Severe drought, plague, and rampant demons!"

A strong condemnation immediately sounded in the Twelve Realm Hall.

As soon as the strong condemnation fell, the snow-colored hexagonal crystal fluctuated, and several white lights pierced through the crystal, directly piercing through the phantoms of several leading sect members.

After the white light pierced through the phantoms of several leading sect members, it made a beautiful roundabout in the air, and returned to Xie Mian's hand, it was a slender umbrella bone.

"You!" All the aristocratic families never expected that Xie Mian's power after self-destructing and rebuilding was so terrifying that he could directly hurt people across borders through the snow-colored hexagonal crystal.

For the first time, everyone felt fear in their hearts, and their brains were buzzing.

"So what if you did it under?"

Xie Mian broke off the ribs of the umbrella, and the ribs melted into the Thousand Magic Umbrella like a stream of water.

"Kill me?"

Xie Mianshen's eyes reflected the afterglow of the wilderness and the red sky, he laughed out loud, thinking it was funny: "The lower realm of the human world shouldn't exist, I'm just cleaning up the useless realm."

The filthy breath of the world seemed to be poured into the lungs from the snow-colored hexagonal crystal, and the people in the Twelve Realm Hall took a breath of cold air, and were furious.

"Xie Mian! You crazy!"

……

"Brother Jiang, where have you been? I didn't ask for leave, I couldn't get through the phone, and I didn't see anyone when I went to your house. I almost thought that something happened to you and called the police."

Jiang Huaiyu smiled when he heard the words, and put the carefully wrapped "Tempest" in the drawer: "It's okay."

The colleague next door looked at Jiang Huaiyu carefully, and noticed that Jiang Huaiyu was still dressed in the same clothes as before. Not only that, but his eyes were also bloodshot, as if... he had cried.

Reminiscent of his uncharacteristic refusal to work overtime before, the colleague next door hesitated and said, "Are you really okay?"

Jiang Huaiyu nodded and said, "It's okay." Jiang Huaiyu said, pulled out the chair, sat down at the desk, and turned on the computer.

The moment I turned on the computer, the warm air from the air conditioner disappeared, the soft conversation in the office stopped, and everything around me fell into a stillness.

A line of words appeared on the blue computer desktop wallpaper with a sense of space.

[Refused to agree, take the method of forcible erasure, you'd better pray for your life, don't die in the process of forcibly erasing memory. ]

Jiang Huaiyu laughed when he saw this sentence.

The laughter is a bit sarcastic.

As soon as the laughter fell, the line of words that appeared on the computer screen turned into a chain glowing with blue light, meandering out from the computer, like a gust of wind, pouring towards the back of Jiang Huaiyu's hand.

Jiang Huaiyu is now a mortal body, without any spiritual power, unable to avoid the incoming iron chains.

The iron chain was poured straight into the back of Jiang Huaiyu's hand.

Dense, sharp needle-like pain spread from the back of the hand to the whole body, Jiang Huaiyu broke out in cold sweat, he kept smiling, stretched out his hand to grab the iron chain, and yanked it out from the back of his hand.

The iron chain glowing with blue light was a phantom, and there was no trace of blood when it was inserted or pulled out.

Jiang Huaiyu clenched the iron chain tightly, resisting the sharp pain, and said slowly:

"In order to prevent me from having an accident, Tiandao took special precautionary measures to prevent my memory from being erased after returning to reality and not returning to that world.

"If you erase my memory now, or kill me, I will return to that world immediately, faster than I can return to that world through the channel left by myself."

"Because I didn't promise not to return to that world and to break the connection with that world."

After Jiang Huaiyu finished speaking, the iron chain suddenly broke.

After a long time, four words appeared on the computer desktop.

[Mayfly shakes the tree]

The sharp pain had dissipated a lot, Jiang Huaiyu stared at these four words for a while, but said nothing.

[You will regret going back]

Jiang Huaiyu had already opened the passage left by Tiandao, and his figure disappeared into the bright office.

I will not regret it.

There is nothing I can regret.

……

The office returned to normal, and the conversation sounded softly, and no one noticed that one person was missing.

The radiator brushed the watercress green on the table, got into the drawer, and warmed the storm book cover.

……

"Jiang Huaiyu is back?"

After the white-robed masked man told Jiang Huaiyu about the empty main hall, ripples rippled round and round.

A man in Tsing Yi whose face was not clearly visible stepped out of the ripples.

On the robe of the man in green was drawn a black spell, the spell was a bit dim, as if it had faded, he walked slowly to the masked man in white robe, lifted the mask of the masked man in white robe, his voice was frozen.

"What are you doing? Why did you let him back?"

Fu Wuxiang lowered his head: "My lord, the world has taken preventive measures. If Jiang Huaiyu's memory is erased or Jiang Huaiyu is killed, he will immediately return to Xie Mian's side."

Having said this, Fu Wuxiang paused, and continued: "This subordinate has tried his best."

"Do your best?" The man in Tsing Yi threw the black and white mask to Fu Wuxiang, and said, "What I want is not to do my best, but to do my best. You were born to make gods. If you can't do this little thing well, you will live do what."

Fu Wuxiang stared at the black and white mask.

He knew from the very beginning that he was born for the God-making plan, without the God-making plan, there would be no him.

He's not supposed to have any emotions, and he's not really human.

"My lord please punish me."

"Can punishment be redeemed?" Tsing Yi said humanely, "The problem now is that Jiang Huaiyu is back."

Fu Wuxiang said: "Although Jiang Huaiyu is back, but Xie Mian is forcing the Heavenly Dao to come out and destroy the human world to make it a foregone conclusion. He can't change anything when he comes back."

"Look carefully, is the human world really ruined?" The man in Tsing Yi sneered.

The ground of the palace became transparent, and the human world floated on the transparent ground. There was no drought, no disease, and no raging monsters.

The human world is still the human world, but they all fall into a deep sleep, which is far from purgatory.

"The so-called destruction of the human world is nothing but a phantom that Xie Mian took advantage of the loopholes and used the law of high and low realms to set phantoms in the human world, spread to the entire six worlds with the human world as the center, and build phantoms."

Huan's name is Sen Luo Wan Qian.

Everything in the illusion is deceived.

Demons think that they are wanton in the human world; the five realms including the immortal world think that the human world has been reduced to purgatory; drought and disease think that they have descended on the human world, and the human world thinks that they are struggling in purgatory after falling into a deep sleep.

——Illusion takes root in the human world, the human world has no ability to break the illusion, and there are no high-level practitioners in the other five realms who dare to destroy their cultivation and enter the human world, so it is impossible to discover the existence of illusion.

The illusion has deceived the entire Six Realms since the moment it invaded the Six Realms. Once the Six Realms are deceived, the way of heaven will also be deceived and descend to the human world.

Fu Wuxiang stared at the sleeping human world.

Tsing Yi said humanely: "The whole six realms have been deceived, and even you have been deceived by illusion. Now tell me that Jiang Huaiyu can't change anything when he comes back? Really can't change anything?"

The human world presented on the ground disappeared in an instant, and Fu Wuxiang cut off his arm. He coughed up blood, his face was pale, and said: "It's the negligence of my subordinates."

Tsing Yi said humanely: "Think of a way to kill Jiang Huaiyu...no...no..."

The man in Tsing Yi paused at this point, the scene of the human world appeared on the ground of the palace, the man in Tsing Yi walked around the ground of the palace, and then said: "...Kill Xie Mian, let's kill together."

Fu Wuxiang suddenly raised his head and looked at the man in Tsing Yi: "Together... kill?"

"Xie Mian is too rational, he makes the deity feel threatened. The new god that the deity needs can be controlled, not this kind of monster who can manage things rationally even if he is in a desperate situation with emotions."

Xie Mian is a monster, there is no doubt about it.

It was discovered when he fabricated the Six Realms and selected him as the cultivator of the new god.

He can't die, the more he dies, the stronger he becomes.

This kind of strength, as a god, made him happy at first, thinking that he had found the best cultivator of the new god, but now it made him a little scared.

He can't die, but he is still rational. If he becomes a new god under his own urging, he will definitely step down from the altar.

As a god, he has seen too many things that he did not take the threat seriously, and was eventually swallowed by the threat.

He would never allow himself to be swallowed by threats.

Once there is a threat, it will be killed in the cradle, even if it will ruin his painstaking efforts.

Fu Wuxiang said: "Xie Mian is the core of the world, killing Xie Mian is equivalent to destroying the Six Realms."

"The reason for the existence of the Six Realms is to create gods, including you. If you can't create new gods, then there is no meaning for existence."

Fu Wuxiang lowered his eyes and said, "This subordinate understands."

As soon as he finished speaking, a ball of white light rolled down into Fu Wuxiang's blood, "Simple killing methods should not be able to kill Xie Mian, use a divine weapon."

"If you fail again, you don't have to come back."

Fu Wuxiang respectfully said: "Yes."

……

Fu Wuxiang left the palace and returned to the Six Realms, blood flowed all the way along the broken clothes, he looked back at the location of the palace.

As he said before, he was born for the purpose of creating a god, so he shouldn't have emotions, and he shouldn't be considered a human being.

but……

Fu Wuxiang slowly wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the blood bloomed a strange color on his sleeve, and a smile appeared on his sickly face.

He already has emotions and a human identity.

Is it Fu Wuxiang or ribs?

Is it Fu Wuxiang or the regulator?

Fu Wuxiang had already chosen the answer many years ago. He had already had the answer when he watched the younger brother's memory being wiped out by the system, and then watched the third junior sister being driven into obsession by the plot.

A phantom of a blue screen appeared in front of Fu Wuxiang, and he repeated the phrase "Mayfly Shaking the Tree" twice, with an even bigger smile on his sickly face.

"My lord, I'm sorry that I can't continue to work for the god-making plan."

……

Except for the sleeping Human Realm in the Huan Center, the other five realms are discussing about Xie Mian's evil deeds of destroying the Human Realm.

"Xie Mian, madman, as long as the human world returns to the world of cultivating immortals, this deity will..."

As soon as the words fell, an unprecedented power beyond the Six Realms swept across the entire Five Realms.

Power envelops the voice of conversation.

"Xie Mian is too rational, he makes the deity feel threatened. The new god that the deity needs can be controlled, not this kind of monster who can manage things rationally even if he is in a desperate situation with emotions."

"Xie Mian is the core of the world, killing Xie Mian is equivalent to destroying the Six Realms."

"The reason for the existence of the Six Realms is to create gods, including you. If you can't create new gods, then there is no meaning for existence."

"My subordinate understands."

Sentient beings in the five realms: "????"

All sentient beings in the five realms exploded.

"What the hell?"

"What core?"

"Create a god? Make Xie Mian a god?!"

"What kind of power is this? This deity has never seen such power."

……

In the human world, in the center of the phantom, there was silence, and the way of heaven descended.