Chapter 965: The Fusion of Multiple Races, the Utmost Prosperity, and the Change Again

Tong Musheng continued to read. The book added: "The God of Death kills people like crazy, but he is surprisingly easy-going? He is not so much a God of Death, but a God of Death?" Tong Musheng frowned. I continued to read, but later in the book, there was very little information about the God of Death. Change it to some essential business strategies, policies for governing the country, etc.

It wasn't until the end of the book that the God of Death was mentioned again. The book says: "I saw him again. This time he came to kill me."

There is no more.

The five people read the books separately, and gradually realized that there was indeed such a murderous god. Wearing white clothes costs people's lives. The five people discussed with each other and integrated the clues obtained.

Ji Zun said: "This killing god kills people in an orderly manner." Fang Hou, one of the Three Wonders of Kunlun, said: "Yes, Ji, he first kills evildoers, people who are seriously ill, and people who commit serious sins. Then he doesn't seem to enjoy it very much. Good people, children... children are all killed. It seems that they are far away in the world one moment, and close at hand the next. "

Kong Qi said: "In my library, there are portraits of the God of Death. But some of the portraits have swords, and some of them don't have swords." Kong Qi didn't know. Li Changxiao had committed too much of a crime and had to complete the second half of the journey by himself. Naturally, there is no sword.

On the way there. The ordinary dream has dissipated. Although it still seems ordinary and can barely maintain the operation of the dynasty, the ethical code is gradually relaxed and various corrupt trends prevail. This subtle influence is the most deadly.

They unfolded the scroll. The painting shows a tall man with an ambiguous face, but with a tall figure and long hair, it is clear that he is a handsome figure.

The five people browsed through the classics and saw many books describing scenes of the God of Death claiming lives. This God of Death kills people without showing blood, indifferently, and takes lives in a flash. Crisp and as plain as water. No matter how powerful you are in martial arts, you can be as rich as you are.

They are all just one sword.

The five people were shocked to realize that this murderous god had committed a heinous crime, but he must be a person of considerable style. Tong Musheng sorted out the findings and continued to investigate elsewhere.

Ten days. I went to four or five countries one after another. From the treasury records, we learned that he was indeed killed by one person, and the killing lasted for several decades. At first everyone was afraid, but later some people were no longer afraid, as if something was imprisoning them, and the God of Death was here to free them. On the contrary, some people look forward to the day when the God of Death will arrive.

When the God of Death first emerged, dozens of countries jointly sent troops to encircle and suppress him. It's a pity that he was erratic and returned home without success, and no one was able to find him.

Although there are many records in the treasury books. But no one can tell where the killing god comes from or why he kills people. What's the name again.

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Tong Musheng and others realized that this matter should not be underestimated. If he is ignored, the whole world of Kunlun may end up in a similar fate. As a result, the human race will be completely empty. So after hesitating for a while, the five people turned back to Kunlun and sealed off the two junctions of the world.

Tong Musheng drafted a letter and wrote down everything he knew about Fuyao. He pinched a few spiritual birds and sent the letters to Liu Yu, Shan Hai and Yao Guang Tianxia respectively. It is hoped that Zhou Shenxiao, Wang Wuji, and Tsar Huangtian will join forces with him to find the location of the God of Killing and completely encircle him.

When the rest of the world heard the news, everyone was shocked. I wonder who can kill an entire world. This man's methods are astonishing and astounding.

No need to compare, you know you are no match. I can't help but think deeply, if this person is not eliminated and enters the world, will I be spared? So he happily agreed, and the three Mahayana deities, Zhou Shenxiao, Shahuangtian, and Wang Wuji, gathered together in Kunlun.

Tong Musheng briefly described the situation and described the murderer as a man in white. Zhou Shenxiao, Tsar Huangtian, and Wang Wuji suddenly saw a figure appearing in their hearts, and they all thought: "Could it be him?" They suppressed their doubts.

The four Mahayana statues enter Fuyao again. Sweeping it away with spiritual thoughts, the piles of corpses and bones are clearly visible. The four of them were terrified that all the billions of creatures in the world were really being slaughtered.

It's a pity that the four Mahayana gods have already taken action with all their strength. Still no trace of the "God of Killing" could be found. With no choice but to do so, each of the people in the world invited another Mahayana master. Zhou Lin, Luo Wunan, and Luo Tian came to help. Most of the five worlds, Mahayana, have arrived.

But... still no clues can be found. There was a slight chill in the hearts of the Mahayana people. They had never been afraid of anyone. But looking at Li Changxiao, I was really scared.

This goes on for several years. At this time, even though Tong Musheng intended to block the border, Fuyao had fertile land, beautiful scenery, and vast territory and abundant resources. There are still some Kunlun people who venture into Fuyao. Live peacefully and farm. Gradually migrate to Fuyao.

Tong Musheng and others could not find Li Changxiao. They guessed that Li Changxiao might have exhausted his spiritual energy and died, so they gradually relaxed the border blockade. The Kunlun people are moving to Fuyao even more.

Fuyao gradually became popular.

More than thirty years passed like this. The number of humans increased greatly, and there was a burst of prosperity. If the world was stable and resources were abundant, the population would return to its previous state within a few decades. Even more. Tong Musheng completely let down his guard and expected Li Changxiao to die. Just ask about world affairs and let the world develop naturally.

Hundreds of years passed by in a hurry...

Fuyao has returned to its former prosperity. All eight regions are inhabited, and the population is increasing rapidly. This year, Liu Yu and Yao Guang also merged. The two worlds dominated by the gods had many conflicts when they first merged.

War breaks out frequently, and there are many casualties caused by refining the void and combining the bodies. This is inevitable after all. But later, Zhou Shenxiao and Tsar Huangtian saw that the casualties were too heavy, and it was difficult to tell the winner. Relenting to each other. Gradually, they got used to each other, and after several generations passed, they gradually adapted.

The trend of geographical shrinkage has decreased. However, the integration process of several worlds is much faster.

Another year, the four worlds of Kunlun, Fuyao, Liuyu, and Yaoguang merged into one, and the world of mountains and seas slowed down. But more than ten years later, they have merged.

It constitutes an unprecedented world. There are gods, spirits, monsters, and a variety of things. Except for the lack of spiritual energy and the inability to practice... everything else is more exciting than before.

Mahayana does not care about worldly affairs. There is no entanglement in the fusion. Lianxu saves spiritual energy and dares not show up. Most of the Nascent Souls do not live to this time.

The great era of cultivating immortals has completely passed away. Looking at the cultivators in the five worlds, there are less than one-third of them. But instead, the carnival of the mortal world has arrived.

Such a prosperous era does not need cultivators.

Five hundred years have passed in a flash.

Everything in the past seems to have disappeared like smoke. Only the residents of Fuyao are still extremely taboo about white. They think that white is ominous, death, and fear.

The martial arts and Tianji Dao of the human race are flourishing again. Although the gods are born strong, they dare not be careless when facing human warriors. Most of the spirits and monsters do not like fighting. The Sand God clan thinks highly of themselves, but it is difficult for them to do evil.

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

At the same time... everyone is afraid of the terrifying God of Killing. Although there are many speculations that the God of Killing has died, no one has ever seen his corpse.

Especially the higher the cultivation of the cultivators, the sharper their intuition. Whenever a cultivator suddenly has evil thoughts and wants to make some trouble, he suddenly gets goosebumps and has a very ominous premonition.

With this invisible pressure, the immortal cultivators dare not act rashly and dare not easily participate in the mundane affairs of the mortal world.

In this way, in the past five hundred years, the various races have a great tendency to merge. People of various races no longer live in one place. Instead, they were 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 collectively called "Tianxia". It means "under the nine heavens".

The various races merged and flourished. They learned from each other and integrated and learned, which unexpectedly gave rise to many possibilities.

The passing of the immortal era.

But the mortal world is more prosperous than ever before.

The world is full of chaos, and it is not necessary to seek immortality. Such a prosperous world is not bad. As for the immortality disease, it was eliminated from the source by Li Changxiao. Li Xundao dispersed the way, and the immortality patients died. The immortality disease could not be spread, and it disappeared. No one in the world is troubled by it anymore.

If Li Changxiao had hesitated a little. Today would be a different scene. This line of difference is not small.

Some people in later generations dug up the remains of their predecessors and gradually learned that Fuyao had suffered from a serious illness that was incurable. Fortunately, it was the God of Killing who strangled the source. This changed their view of the legendary God of Killing.

But some people watched the fire from the other side of the river, and said that Li Changxiao only judged the lives of the people in the world based on his own will. He was domineering and arrogant, and the real sick person should be him, not the people in the world.

He didn't care, whether it was right or wrong. He made such a choice, and he could only make such a choice. Only by giving up can you gain. When Li Changxiao stood at a high enough height and faced the problem of a world or even several worlds.

But surprisingly, the choices were similar. People are not omnipotent, Li Xundao is not, and Li Changxiao is not either, so they can only gain by giving up.

Willing to give up... Li Xundao's understanding was indeed profound.

Suddenly one day, the spring breeze came, and several colorful phoenixes flew together. It was extremely auspicious, and the "world" was thriving. The past, even if recorded in books, is already very far away, as if it 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, rest for a few days. Fighting and robbing again.

Someone died. It was simple, a new group of people fought and robbed again. Rest when tired.

It goes on and on. I don't know how many ups and downs I have experienced, and how many years have passed. Today, another strange change happened. I saw a dark cloud pressing down in the endless sea.