When the Great Dao Dies, I Remain; When Spiritual Energy Withers, I Endure

This battle, in the eyes of outsiders, may not be heroic or exciting enough.

Mortals can only see it.

The ferocious dragon became a living target and was wantonly ravaged by the swordsman.

Well...

It can't be said to be ravaged.

The dragon's counterattack was still very terrifying.

It just always missed.

And at the end of the battle, the dragon's spiritual energy didn't seem to be much left.

In the pagoda, everyone was very excited.

Finally saved.

Muttering in his mouth, God bless, thank you for the gods' blessing.

A middle-aged man in brocade clothes was in tears. After learning that the dragon was dead, he worshipped the dragon-slaying swordsman to the extreme. He proposed on the spot that after the flood receded, he would fund the construction of a statue for the immortal.

The people agreed one after another.

However, they all said that they couldn't remember the appearance of the swordsman.

Just like some dreams, after waking up from the dream, they couldn't remember the content at all.

Li Changxiao came to the dragon's body.

The evil dragon's head fell to the ground, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

He couldn't help but sigh, worthy of being a great star-level genius.

So powerful that it made people despair.

If it weren't for the exhaustion of spiritual energy, I'm afraid I would never be qualified to fight with such a level of genius in my life.

"Another star has fallen."

Li Changxiao looked up at the horizon.

The starlight of a star gradually dimmed.

Li Changxiao crossed a great realm and challenged the dragon alone, which was actually a lot of opportunism.

The most important point.

That is, the dragon has no spiritual energy supply, and many powerful moves can't be used during the fight.

And Li Changxiao has a dream space.

He can replenish spiritual energy continuously.

In addition, he just ate a dream fruit, and the spiritual energy in his body was so full that it overflowed.

This is gaining and losing.

Many factors are superimposed.

The river was very bloody, and Li Changxiao had to drink a few sips of strong liquor to cover up the smell.

The dragon died.

The flood discharge channel dug by tens of thousands of people at the cost of their lives has taken effect.

The flood is slowly receding.

"Dragon blood, dragon blood..."

"Ten thousand taels of gold in the prosperous times, now... it's too fishy to soak in wine."

Li Changxiao sprinkled the remaining Zui Sheng Meng Si into the river, his sleeves fluttering.

...

"Master... are we really worthy of the incense if we do this?"

On the top of a certain mountain.

Si Nian murmured.

The breeze blew through her sleeves, mixed with an indissoluble chill.

She put a strand of hair behind her ears and felt a little cold.

"Disciple, do you remember what I said to you when you first entered the sect?" Mu Qin's expression was calm, and no emotional fluctuations could be seen, "There are gains and losses. The road is very narrow and can't hold too many things."

"Yes." Si Nian's eyes were complicated, "But where is the road?"

Her eyes showed unprecedented confusion.

She wanted to ask this question as early as three hundred years ago.

"The Great Dao..." Mu Qin paused, hesitating to speak, and finally remained silent.

"He made the move." Si Nian suddenly said.

Mu Qin nodded lightly, knowing who Si Nian was referring to.

"Master, you are wrong." Si Nian smiled.

"Yes." Mu Qin admitted generously, "I did underestimate him."

"He is no worse than any genius. With his spiritual root qualifications, mortal body, and comprehension, he can get to where he is today, and even kill the evil dragon above his level..."

"Master... I did make a mistake at the beginning."

After receiving the master's recognition, Si Nian's eyes brightened, and he added, "But he is still so stupid."

After saying that, he seemed to recall the days when he just joined the Panlong Sect.

When the two met, it was like the plot of a hero saving a beauty in a novel.

At that time, Si Nian felt that this senior brother with average talent, average comprehension, and not favored by the elders was really handsome.

Handsome indescribable.

Later, she met Mu Qin and hurriedly became his disciple. The master told her that in the wider cultivation world, there were countless people who were more handsome than Li Changxiao, with better talents and better character!

However, none of them were worthy of you, because you were my Mu Qin's disciple...

Mu Qin also said that it would be difficult for Li Changxiao to leave Panlong Sect in this life. You liked him, but it was just because you were young and ignorant and your experience was too shallow.

When you have seen all the flowers and look back, you will know whether you like him.

After that...

Si Nian was fooled away, no, it was not fooled. At that time, Si Nian also yearned for a wider world and wanted to pursue the great way. He was unwilling to be trapped by feelings.

Now meet again.

Still so handsome.

She silently said in her heart that it was not because of her shallow experience, but because she really liked him. It was just that after seeing all the flowers, the most beloved one had been picked by someone else.

...

Longcheng has a new governor.

The one who was transferred from the neighboring Qingcheng took drastic measures as soon as he arrived, leading the survivors to clean up the streets, plan the fields, and build houses.

At the market place of Longcheng.

There were tens of thousands of corpses lined up, waiting for people to claim them.

The officials transferred from Qingcheng once thought it was troublesome and suggested to bury them all together, otherwise they would stink in a few days.

When there was a disaster or an epidemic, more people would die.

Within a few minutes of the words coming out.

A large group of people came to the government angrily.

The incident was so chaotic that it was barely settled until the new city lord apologized door to door.

A woman wrapped in coarse linen came to claim the bodies.

She was the woman who had confided in Li Changxiao.

Floods raged.

The brothel collapsed, the old woman was washed away, the debt did not need to be repaid, and her husband was dead.

The woman dragged her body out of the city and never appeared in Longcheng again.

Several months passed.

The people of Longcheng came out of their sorrow.

Those who farmed farmed, and those who went on business went on business.

Otherwise, this year's taxes would not be paid.

The dynasty suffered many disasters.

There was also a locust plague in the northwest, and it was a time of food shortage.

Taxes rose again.

On this day.

With the help of the neighbors, Longlaixiang Restaurant reopened.

The proprietress took out the remaining silver and bought two long firecrackers.

Put them at the door of the store and light them with incense. Suddenly, there were crackling sounds everywhere in and out of the street.

Children love the excitement and immediately surrounded them.

The neighbors gave face.

As soon as Longlaixiang Restaurant opened, it was very lively. The business was booming every day, and it was too busy to handle it.

Just when the proprietress was worried that she was too busy sweeping, mopping, cooking and cooking by herself.

A swordsman in white slowly walked into the store, skillfully cleaned up the dishes and took them to the back for cleaning.

The two looked at each other, smiled knowingly at the same time, said nothing, and lowered their heads to continue their work.

The new waiter was agile, with a faint smile on his face and a long sword hanging on his waist, like a jianghu.

Whenever customers asked where they hired such a handsome waiter, the proprietress would always curl her lips and tell them that it was just a stinky freeloader, and she would leave after paying off her debt.

Three days later.

Li Changxiao drew the last bar in his room, no more, no less, exactly thirty bars.

He took a sip of mellow liquor.

While the night was thick.

Push the door.

Leave.

One person and one sword, walking in the not-so-strong snowstorm.

The next day.

Longlaixiang, which had always been a booming business, suddenly closed for a day.