The aura of the soldier who spoke faintly exuded the smell of killing, I don't know if it was a return from hunting or just finished some mission, but this is the peaceful and prosperous era of the human race, what chaos can there be.

Seeing the soldier looking at me with a grin, I couldn't help but be nervous, "This little brother must be a master disciple of Yi Ming's real person." ”

With that, he took a black-brown wooden box from the hand of the sergeant behind him, held it in one hand, and continued with a smile, "Your Excellency has calculated that a distinguished guest has arrived, and I have been specially ordered to give me a generous gift. I am a martial artist, and I am from a body refining background, and I don't know what you qi refining cultivators like. coincided with the previous extermination of a group of unruly stinky fish, and seized a few Jewel Demon Pills and gave them to the little brother to replenish his strength. ”

I stared at the box in front of me, looked at Master, and didn't know whether I should accept this "generous gift" that I don't know how valuable.

Master didn't make a sound, I swallowed my saliva, "Big man, did you say that this Jewel and Jade Demon Pill was dug up from a fish?" Do you need to wash it before eating? ”

The soldier laughed after hearing this, "Little brother is laughing, it's because I didn't make it clear, this thing is not a fish's eye."

My brothers and I were sent to Pinggu Hill outside Leji Mountain, near the Rongyang Domain, a few days ago to carry out a mission.

Zunning Sea Spear's guidance, there are cultivators of the alien race who deliberately hurt our human race and went out to practice.

Hey, don't you know, the moment I came there, those alien cubs were so scared that they were going to pee.

The highest cultivation among them was only half a step away, so I was smashed with two slaps, and the loot was brought back. ”

I didn't notice anything at first, the more I listened to it, the more I felt that something was wrong, and after listening to his words, I was very complicated, and the words in my heart blurted out,

"Is it true that the alien race will be killed just by injuring a few of our Terran cultivators? How do you know that it is not our people who deliberately provoke others, but they are not as good as others. ”

After listening to my question, the soldier-looking man who seemed to be kind just now suddenly had sharp eyes, and with a flick of his hand, the box floated in mid-air.

Maybe it was because of the master, he didn't dare to have a seizure, but he also showed all the reactions he could.

Looking at the monks behind them, and then at my backers behind them, I was not to be outdone,

"Why, did I say something wrong?"

The soldier didn't know what he thought, scratched his head and returned to the honest and rough appearance when they first met, and said with a smile,

"What the little brother said naturally makes sense, and his kindness is really worth learning from my old man, but the majesty of our human race in the mountains and seas cannot tolerate the provocation of foreign races.

The mission of our law enforcers is to maintain the order of the moment and ensure that the supreme majesty of our human race is not violated, do you say? ”

I still wanted to reply, but I was stopped by the master, "When the apprentice enters and exits the cultivation realm, many rules and principles are not very clear, and the commander of the army is not strange." ”

The soldier smiled again, "Yi Ming, where is the real person, the little brother Qingyi can join our Qingchuan Tianmen's Blue Dragon Army to become a law enforcer, and I will definitely pass on all my experience."

The little brother's qualifications are extraordinary, and in time he will definitely become the pillar of our human race. ”

"Huh? Ay? I, no, when did I say I was going to be a law enforcer? I looked at Master with a puzzled expression.

Master stroked his beard, "Becoming an enforcer is to let you understand the real mountain and sea cultivation realm faster, follow them, so that you won't be so casual all day long, and you can practice better."

Don't think anything crooked, you kid, I've already informed Ninghai Fulu that you will first practice in their Ningchuan Tianmen for half a year, and then the old man will come back to pick you up the mountain.

You are doing well here, don't lose my face in Lingxiu Mountain. ”

This series of messages made me a little suspicious of life, "What do you do with me, don't ask me if I want to, just let me join this and become that?"

Let me tell you, Master, I am here to practice, not to be angry, and my life is only decided by me! ”

I didn't care about what I was talking about, so I angrily pushed away Brother Ninghai who was in the way and rushed out the door.

Along the corridor outside the council hall, I didn't care about running there, and I had a thought in my heart, "Stay away from those people, including Yi Mingzi."

After rampage for a while, the fragrance of flowers around me gradually became stronger, and the green grass shook the spiritual power on my body, which made me gradually calm my heart.

I slowed my pace, swaying as I went.

I picked a few spirit fruits and stuffed them into my mouth, and the rich spiritual power that could not be dissolved followed the descent of the flesh enriched my meridians.

With my body shaking slightly, a burst of comfort permeated my whole body, and I lay on the ground overgrown with spiritual grass, breathing in the fresh air around me.

The light of the sun in the sky made me a little confused, and I fell asleep in a trance.

In my dream, an old man with white hair, white eyebrows, and white beard, dressed in white, stood in front of me. His face was very blurry, floating with a halo of colors, and it was impossible to see it really.

The old man said to me, "Qingyi, you don't need to know who the old man is, just follow the old man and take a slow look." ”

After saying that, the screen turned, and we came to an unknown amount of time.

The earth was black, the sky was dark, the air was filled with the smell of blood, and the river was flowing in the distance, and the occasional wave urged the water to move forward.

If you look closely, where is the river water, it is clear that it is blood that has gathered from nowhere.

The blood was dark red, the spirit was about to dry up, and the source of unknown origin was still spewing outward.

I looked at the front of me in a daze, not knowing what the old man was going to show me.

He pulled me forward, and the whole space shook, and suddenly we reached the next realm, which was much faster than it was to travel through the sky, not to mention the simple art of resisting the wind.

Not far in front of me and the old man in white, huge corpses were scattered everywhere, their appearance was similar to that of a human, but their size was at least ten times that of an adult, and even the big man of the soldier was not as tall as their calf.

Blood kept flowing from the wounds and severed limbs of the wreckage, and the spirits carried in the blood were all gathered by unknown forces into a huge vortex in the sky, and the crimson light kept spitting, like some monster absorbing the last bit of bone marrow of the giants.

The blood that lost its spirit flowed downward, probably forming the river of blood seen earlier, but it was only the beginning.

I was dragged by the old man through the blood-soaked land, and the corpses and the smell of blood did not make me gag, which was not normal for a child who had never seen such a picture, but I don't know if it was because of a dream or what, I was completely immune to all this.

In addition to thousands of miles of blood rivers and wreckage everywhere, there are no exceptions to the whirlpools in the air, with different colors, revealing the same ferocity and weirdness.

After passing through a few boundaries, there was a new change in the place that appeared again.

I heard the roar of fierce beasts, the clashing of weapons, the sound of flesh and blood bursting in the wind.

I felt the flames of life extinguished, and I felt the gushing release of spiritual energy and being absorbed, coming and going, and the cycle repeatedly.

Gradually, I saw rows of monks in armor fall in unison in an unrivaled sword light, and cultivators who controlled all kinds of spiritual power fell from the sky one by one.

Countless wreckage was scattered, with minced flesh, heads, arms, thighs, ......

Some are immature, some are old, some are mature and brave, and some are bewitching and resolute......

I looked at a broken human head at my feet, my torso had long since lost its sight, blood foaming from between his clenched teeth, and my eyes showed a little relief and unwillingness.

My hands trembled, my feet trembled, and I saw the Terrans fall like straw, and I gathered pent-up anger and grief welling up in my heart.

I want to join them, even though I don't know what they are fighting for, I just know that I want to join them and fight......

The picture in front of him then turned, three ugly creatures taller than a mountain, and dozens of arms waved out terrifying spiritual power that was breathtaking.

There are also dense alien races around them, each releasing their spiritual power, wielding magic weapons and fighting fiercely with the human race.

Every time the three big monsters waved their arms, hundreds of Terran cultivators would fall, and that kind of power made me feel deep despair, and the spiritual power that could shatter the earth was powerless to resist.

The impact of my mind made my legs finally unable to support my body, and I fell down softly, and the picture suddenly dissipated, leaving only me and the old man in white.

"What's that?" I asked.

"In the past." Before the old man spoke, the words sounded in my heart.

At this time, I didn't have any intention of being funny, and stared at him very seriously, "Why did the battle happen?" ”

"For freedom, for not being enslaved, for the glory of creating the human race."

I didn't speak, thinking about the past, and the peaceful and prosperous times that I had indulged in in my heart were like a broken mirror at this moment, forcing me to raise my head and look at this mountain and sea again.

I once thought that under the care of Master, I would be able to become the pride of our Lingxiu Mountain and even the Taiqing Palace, practice Qi cultivation without worries, and one day become a powerful cultivator who will remember the annals of history.

But all this no longer existed after the old man in white showed me the "past".

The power of the three monsters, that kind of terrifying momentum makes me unable to raise any resistance to what kind of strength do the successive Terran cultivators rely on to dedicate themselves to it one after another.

Of course, I am too weak now, but with the scene I have just seen, what kind of strength and how high of cultivation do individuals have to use to compete with it? Above the three monsters, the sound of collision in the sky, what an unguessable battle?

Am I wrong?

I think I'm probably not wrong, at the age when I should be dreaming, I have to have visions and fantasies.

The reality that the old man made me see was also not wrong.

Perhaps, for a cultivator, as Master said, only by constantly abandoning the thoughts and desires of mortals can he see a corner of the real world.

I opened my eyes from the dream, thinking that there were still many questions that I hadn't asked the old man in white, and finally I was relieved after thinking about it.

Some things will always have an answer, don't they?