Cang Yuan Diagram

To

You can search “Cang Yuan Chart 妙笔阁(imiaobige.com)” in Baidu to find the latest chapter!

Jiang Prefecture City.

Meng Chuan is walking alone in the city, looking at the celebrating Jiang Prefecture City.

The war is won, the world celebrates January, not only Jiang Prefecture City, every major city in the world, and many villages can see the celebration.

“Good.”

“Pretty.”

“One more.”

People happily watched juggling and other performances. For these ordinary persons, the feeling of winning the war is not strong! Because in recent decades, even the unstable World Gate and monster race have given up invasion. It’s been a long time since ordinary people met the threat of monster race. Instead, many performances celebrated in the world made people happier watching.

Meng Chuan with white hair and shawl walks alone in the crowd. The mortals can’t see Meng Chuan at all, and they don’t realize that the most powerful house in the world is walking by.

“The war has been won. My mood has been affected by years of ‘mixing holes’, and it’s hard to feel happy.”

“However, my current state is still different from my past ‘death’ mood.”

“I…”

Meng Chuan is a little confused.

He, the Primordial Spirit Avatar, walked inside the city and also went outside.

He looked at the village, the whole family was celebrating, but at the same time, there were villagers doing farm work.

He saw rivers and lakes, and there were fishermen still fishing, celebrating ‘January’, ordinary persons impossible to have fun for a month, and they had to work to support their families.

He saw that the caravans were still rushing to the cities, transporting the large amounts of supplies needed for the ‘Celebration’.

“My current state of mind is not dying, not happy, not excited, what is it?” Meng Chuan is so realm, and he has some unclear judgments.

I only feel that the whole person feels relaxed, and I also feel that I drink slightly, and it is more of a tremor of primordial spirit.

As if shivering with excitement.

This feeling filled Meng Chuan’s heart, and he couldn’t help walking around the world, watching the world carefully.

……

Primeval Mountain, a hall in a paradise.

There are three Daemon disciples placing massive files in order, and Meng Chuan walked in at this time.

“Master.” The three Daemon disciple all saluted respectfully.

“Are all the files ready?” Meng Chuan asked.

“Twin World Island and Blacksand Paradise files have been sent here.” The leading Daemon disciple said respectfully, “Among them, there are more than 230,000 Daemon files, and mortal files are even more. Because since the war, people have participated in the war. There are hundreds of millions of mortals, so the overwhelming majority is just a directory. Only those who have done a great job will have a special file.”

“Well, you guys keep doing things.” Meng Chuan was slightly nodded.

This is the common decision of the three major sects under his presidency.

All the Daemon files and mortal files that have participated in the war since the beginning of the war are put together, and each of the three sects has one copy. No matter what, let people know.

Meng Chuan picked up a file casually.

“Master, this is Daemon’s dossier, and the back is mortal.” Daemon disciple reminded in a low voice.

Meng Chuan slightly nodded and watched.

This dossier is the dossier of a powerful Daemon that started the war more than 900 years ago.

‘Dong Liehou’ Zhang Xing.

When Monster World and Human World were getting closer and the unstable World Gate just appeared in Cang Yuan World, Donglie Hou Zhangxing was still the Great Sun Realm Daemon at the time, and he saw a scene of a city that was slaughtered. A living mouth, the scene is like seamless hell…

Since then, Donglie Hou Zhangxing has been chasing and killing the monster race. However, the sudden instability of the World Gate has caused humans to continue to appear slaughtered cities and villages. It was the nightmare of the earliest humans.

Later, the “Stable World Gate” appeared, and Donglie Hou Zhangxing began to guard the city.

Later, he became the titled Marquis Daemon.

He has been fighting monster race all his life. I saw more and more city gates and more unstable World Gates. As a titled Marquis Daemon, he was safe in the early days of the war, but too many mortal deaths.

Dong Liehou died in his hometown, but he has fought for a lifetime, and he has done a lot.

……

Meng Chuan finished reading Donglie Hou Zhangxing’s dossier, but then went forward and picked up another dossier.

This is an outer disciple dossier.

Outer disciple, similar to ‘Immortal Meng’, has never been cultivating on Primeval Mountain for a long time.

This outer disciple, named ‘Antong’, was born more than 800 years ago.

Antong, 19 years old, it was Leakless Realm’s’Core Condensation’ level. It was counted as Peak in mortal. At that time, the military service of guarding the city was not popular, because the pressure of guarding by humans was not too big, it was’voluntary’ Enrollment’ type.

Antong, 19 years old, bid farewell to his parents, high-spirited and vigorous went to Chengguan, became a soldier, and fought with the monster race.

We fought with the monster race for six years and made great contributions many times. During the city pass was broken once, and most of the soldiers in the city pass were killed and injured. After the rescue Daemon arrived, the remaining soldiers could survive. Antong was lucky to survive. It was also the biggest Life and Death Tribulation before he became a Daemon.

25 years old, because of enough credit, I got the opportunity of Life and Death Trial and successfully became a Daemon.

According to the orders of my parents, I went home and stayed for three years, marrying a wife and having children.

Three years later, he continued to join the army. At that time, every outer sect Daemon was not forced to participate in the war, but Antong went on to fight again.

So… he kept guarding the gate for sixty-five years, until the monster race had a full-scale attack under a plan. In order to stop the monster race, Antong finally died in the gate.

“Antong.” Meng Chuan whispered silently.

An outer disciple of Indestructible Realm Daemon is ultimately just an outer disciple. The outer disciple has not been cultivating on Primeval Mountain for a long time, but they actually have more.

Human couldn’t give them enough resources, and even the resources for the Life and Death Trial were obtained in exchange for credit! After that, they were allowed to fend for themselves, but these outer disciples…actually made a great contribution in the war with the monster race. The number of their deaths far exceeded the Daemon of the three big sects. Their importance is very great.

Earth Network Daemon, it needs a lot of ordinary Daemon.

In many cities, besides the sect Daemon, there are many ordinary Daemons to assist.

……

Meng Chuan looked at each of the files, and kept walking back.

Finally went to the back.

Meng Chuan picked up a file.

“Wang Fu, Wang Changyu, Wang Ergou, Wang Sanmao…”

Densely packed name, Meng Chuan’s heart trembled suddenly, and he looked at them one by one.

All are names, one page of densely packed names.

This dossier turned to the back, only a few sentences.

“On the ninth day of April in the nineteenth year of Great Xia Tianan, Quyang Pass was broken. There were 19,302 mortal soldiers in the city, none of them survived.”

Meng Chuan closed this dossier slightly with his hands, and picked up another dossier.

It’s the name of densely packed again…

……

One copy after another.

Pile after pile.

Calculated in’billion’.

Almost all names, Meng Chuan looked at countless names, feeling stared at by countless lights. These countless people are watching themselves.

Meng Chuan walked to the back, and finally it was not the name, it was an item left over from many battlefields.

“Father, mother, I have come to Qing Yang Pass.”

“Don’t worry, my blade technique very difficult to deal with, those monster races can’t threaten me at all. I promise you, I will go back…” This is a letter, with only half of the letter paper left, it should It was a letter sent back by a soldier before he had time.

Many items are placed on shelves, and the shelves are still engraved with the words: “Great Xia Chunping three years, Qing Yang Pass was broken, leftovers.”

Many of the leftovers cannot be sent back without knowing who the owner is. Earth Network will receive all of them and place them in the Primeval Mountain category.

……

Meng Chuan silently looked at the countless remaining items, turned his head and looked towards the countless files, as if spanning space-time, looking at countless people of hundreds of millions.

They are smiling and looking at Meng Chuan, smiling and nodding, all smiling.

At this moment, Meng Chuan finally understands what he is trembling and what he is thinking since he won the war.

He sit cross-legged and sit here.

As if being watched by hundreds of millions of people, Meng Chuan waved his hand, and there was a long scroll floating in front of him. He picked up the pen. The brush had already tapped ink and started to paint. At this moment, the strong primordial spirit, the power that made his life tremble, made him want to confide out, even the state of mind that returned to ‘annihilation’ could not be suppressed.