I'm not a psychopath!

Jiang Qingjing sat on the throne of the Ninth Peak Eternal Life Hall, her deep gaze seemed to be able to penetrate the fog and see the future of Ziyun Sect.

Now, the burden of the sect falls on his shoulders.

In the Hall of Eternal Life, the morning light shines through the window lattice and shines on Jiang Qing's body, adding a bit of mystery and solemnity to him.

Although many high-level combat capabilities and future seeds have left, those who remain are the mainstays of the sect, elites who have experienced countless trials and hardships.

Jiang Qing was supposed to go to the first peak to take charge, but he was used to it at the ninth peak.

Anyway, he has the final say in the entire Ziyun Sect now. Another thing that surprised him was that Shen Chengxian was still outside. After questioning, he learned that he was a guest disciple and was not qualified to enter the small world.

Jiang Qing couldn't help feeling helpless. The Demon Realm was extremely dangerous, and he didn't know how many of his fellow disciples had perished.

Due to the complicated daily affairs of the sect, Jiang Qing's training time has also been greatly compressed.

"Maybe it's time to stop this sect machine temporarily." Jiang Qing thought, and decided to stop all daily affairs in the next time, allowing all disciples to concentrate on training and adjust to the best condition.

He immediately issued an order: "Pass me to tell you to stop all affairs, practice cultivation, and adjust to the best condition.

In addition, open the sect's treasure house, select any elixirs and spiritual treasures that can work at will, and give me the combat power! "

"Yes." The messenger disciple accepted the order and retreated.

Jiang Qing was immersed in thoughts about cultivation when an elder hurried over with a solemn expression: "Young Master, there is an old man outside the sect asking to see you, claiming to be your relative.

Originally, we just wanted to send him away, but we didn't expect that the other party was like a mountain, and none of our methods worked. "

"Old man?" Jiang Qing was confused.

His relatives are no longer alive. Except for Qin Xiaosui and his brothers who are as close as each other in the Ninth Peak, he has always been alone.

"Let's go out and have a look." Jiang Qing stood up and walked out of the sect with some curiosity and vigilance.

Outside the sect, a white-haired old man stood there quietly, his eyes revealing a sharpness that was beyond his age.

When he noticed Jiang Qing approaching, a gentle smile appeared on the old man's face.

"Grandpa Zhu?" Jiang Qing froze on the spot, his eyes full of disbelief.

A relative who should have passed away was now standing in front of him like a dream.

Old Man Zhu's face was filled with a kind smile. He gently touched his beard, with a warm light shining in his eyes, "Qing, long time no see."

Jiang Qing couldn't calm down. He quickly stepped forward and held Old Zhu's hand tightly, "Grandpa Zhu, is it really you? I thought..."

Old Man Zhu gently patted the back of Jiang Qing's hand and comforted: "Yes, it's me.

I also brought your favorite sweet-scented osmanthus cake when you were a kid. "He took out a delicate package from his arms and handed it to Jiang Qing.

Jiang Qing took the package and opened it. Inside were some golden osmanthus cakes, exuding an alluring aroma. His eyes couldn't help but moisten.

"Grandpa Zhu, why are you..."

Old Man Zhu smiled and said, "I know you have a lot of doubts. Let's go in and talk slowly."

Jiang Qing nodded and welcomed Old Man Zhu into Ziyun Sect.

In the Hall of Eternal Life, Jiang Qing served tea to Old Man Zhu, and the two sat opposite each other.

Old Man Zhu looked at Jiang Qing, with a hint of complexity flashing in his eyes, "Aqing, I came here this time because I have something important to tell you."

Jiang Qing listened carefully, and Old Man Zhu told Jiang Qing one by one about the extraterrestrial demons, the Heavenly Tribulation Society, and the disastrous defeat of the human race in the future.

Jiang Qing's face became more and more serious. He didn't expect the situation to be so serious.

Especially after hearing that the human race suffered a tragic defeat in the future.

"Grandpa Zhu, who did you listen to? I don't think it's reliable to peek into the future." Jiang Qing said firmly.

Old Man Zhu looked at Jiang Qing's firm eyes and felt a little comfort in his heart, "Qing'er, I hope you can go back to the small mountain village with me to spend the last time."

Jiang Qing shook his head, "Grandpa Zhu, I don't believe in fate, I don't believe that the human race will die like this.

I want to stay and I want to fight to the end. "

Seeing that Jiang Qing could not be persuaded, Old Man Zhu said no more. He knew that as long as he could be with his grandson, he would be happy no matter where he was.

Just mentioned it at the end.

"The corner of the future is something I have personally seen." As he spoke, he no longer covered up the terrifying aura on his body, and his cultivation during the tribulation period was undoubtedly revealed, "Moreover, there are some more terrifying things that will happen. To, I can’t say.”

At this moment, Jiang Qing thought about a lot. He didn't expect that Grandpa Zhu was actually a powerful person. He didn't know why he lived in seclusion in a small mountain village and happened to find himself.

Looking at it this way, the future may be true.

Will the human race... really lose?

Do you want to give up?

No, he won't give up. At least he will give it a try. If he can break through to become a god, can he tilt the balance a little?

Time passed by in a hurry, and it was already seven days in a blink of an eye.

On this day, the sky above Ziyun Sect suddenly became dense with dark clouds and rolling calamity clouds. It was Jiang Qing's deity transforming calamity cloud.

Thunder rolled from the sky, and streaks of lightning pierced the sky and struck Jiang Qing.

However, at this critical moment, Tianlei suddenly dispersed the moment he approached Jiang Qing, as if there was some mysterious power protecting him and prompting him to grow rapidly.

Old Man Zhu looked at this scene with shock in his eyes.

He could feel that this force was extraordinary and seemed to be related to the will of the world, which was also the way of heaven, but not exactly the same.

And Old Man Zhu stood silently aside, with the dragon of luck on his body and the will of heaven and earth protecting him, and his realm was also rapidly improving.

But the time left for him was too short, too short to wait for him to grow up.

Is there really hope?

…

At the border between Mingzhou and the North, the sky was filled with dark clouds, covering the blue sky and the rising sun, dividing the world into two extremes of light and dark.

On one side, the dark and terrifying army with monstrous demonic energy surged like a tide. On the other side, the sun was shining, but it reflected the figures of people fleeing in panic.

These refugees were like ants that had lost their backbone. Although they were numerous, they were disorderly and scattered, and they only knew to flee blindly.

On the dividing line between light and darkness, a team of monks escorting the people was covered by the shadow of darkness. In an instant, everyone's body became stiff, and then their eyes were full of bloodshot, their expressions were numb, and they became a monster without consciousness and only knew how to destroy.

"Help, help."

The exhausted people screamed, trying to stimulate their last potential to continue fleeing.

However, they soon lost their voices and became like zombies, expressionless, and moved forward with the black cloud.

Li Changsheng walked on the cloud, his heart filled with unspeakable sadness and pain.

Not long ago, the demon god descended and swept across the north. He witnessed with his own eyes that countless monks were devoured and countless people were transformed into demon corpses.

The fleeing crowd lost their organization, became aimless, and fled everywhere.

And this situation also happened in all the northern states. The northern border wall had been lost, and Xu Beitian and Tianmen Old Man died in battle.

The Xu family was dead.

In the face of this great disaster, the corpse tide that Li Changsheng saw was just the tip of the iceberg.

The entire north has fallen into despair, and tens of millions of people have been annihilated in this disaster.

No war can compare with this disaster, even the most tragic war between humans and demons in history cannot be compared with it.

Li Changsheng's eyes were attracted by a mother and daughter, who were at the junction of light and darkness, with expanding black clouds behind them.

The little girl fell down, her face was covered with sweat, her lips were cracked, her feet were blistered, and she ran staggeringly.

After witnessing the tragic death of the people behind, her father left her and her daughter and fled alone.

The young mother still had physical strength, but not enough to hold her daughter and escape.

She comforted her daughter over and over again: "Mother is with you, mother is with you"

Although she was trembling with fear, her arms holding her daughter were extremely firm.

Li Changsheng fell from the clouds, took the mother and daughter to the sky, and quickly evacuated the land of death. The demon god did not intervene, perhaps because such ants were not worth mentioning in his eyes.

"Thank you for saving my life." The young mother thanked him gratefully. Although Li Changsheng could not understand the dialect she spoke, he could feel her gratitude.

"Are you the national master?" The little girl blinked her eyes with expectation.

It is said that the national master can kill dragons. If the national master comes, there must be salvation, the little girl thought.

Li Changsheng smiled slightly and replied:

"It's me."

The little girl's face bloomed with excitement and bright smile, like a ray of hope in the end of the world.

Li Changsheng drove the cloud to send the mother and daughter for a while. After ensuring their safety, he returned to the disaster area again.

His eyes suddenly condensed, and he turned around to see the national master in a Taoist robe, wearing a crown on his head, standing with his hands behind his back, looking extremely solemn.

"National Master?" Li Changsheng was surprised. He didn't expect that the national master would go to the front line in person.

I just pretended to be cool, didn't he see it?

The State Master's eyes penetrated the darkness and fell on Li Changsheng, saying slowly: "Li Changsheng, this disaster concerns the survival of the entire human race.

You are going here now, you must have realized that you can't let it expand any further."

Li Changsheng's heart trembled. He knew that this disaster was not only a disaster for Yuzhou and Jianzhou, but also a disaster for the entire human race.

He must stand up.

"Li Changsheng, wait for your orders." His voice was firm and powerful.

The State Master nodded slightly, with a flash of admiration in his eyes.

…

"At this rate, it will expand to the capital in twenty days." The State Master's tone at this moment was extremely calm: "Twenty days, the demon domain should also be over."

Li Changsheng's face was full of bitterness.

From the northern border to the capital, I don't know how many lives will be wiped out along the way.

The national teacher continued, "I don't know the situation in the demon domain. The main force is using thunder to kill the demons. The leaders of the four major immortal sects have all gone there, so I have to come here to delay time and wait for the main force to join."

"Li Changsheng, what do you think?"

Li Changsheng said "hmm", but the way to delay the demon god... he finally sighed. In fact, he already knew it when he came here.

"Of course, I will take care of the people."

The national teacher smiled and said, "Very good, we have reached a consensus. You shouldn't die here."

He took out a letter from his arms and handed it to Li Changsheng.

"Give it to Jiang Qing for me." The national teacher whispered.

Li Changsheng was stunned at first, staring at the national teacher's back, and then he understood the national teacher's determination.

"No, national teacher, you shouldn't be impulsive." Li Changsheng was pushed away by a violent force before he finished speaking.

The national teacher stood proudly, with a brilliant golden light surging from his body. The golden light condensed into a dragon shadow with bared fangs and claws, roaring silently at the demon god in the distance.

The rolling black clouds in the distance stopped, and then a blurry face poked out from the black clouds, looking at the golden dragon and the national teacher across hundreds of feet.

The national teacher's voice was clear and sonorous: "I am the national teacher of Daxia, I should guard the country's gate and protect the people. Today, I will stop the demon god at the northern border.

Li Changsheng, evacuate quickly and do not disobey." He announced his decision as if reading an imperial decree.

"National Master, let me do it!" Li Changsheng smiled, his eyes revealing a firm light, "National Master has a great cultivation, if it is only used to delay time, it is a loss for our human race. It should be kept until the critical moment, so that it can play the greatest effect."

National Master frowned slightly, he knew that what Li Changsheng said was reasonable, but facing the crisis at hand, as a pillar of the country, he should stand up.

"Li Changsheng, your cultivation has not yet reached the point where you can compete with the devil, so don't act rashly."

Li Changsheng shook his head gently.

He took out a yellowed portrait of the ancestor from his arms, and the Taoist in the portrait was immortal.

Several ancestors have reached the end of humanity, not weaker than the national master, or even stronger.

"National Master, this is the last portrait of the ancestor of my Ninth Peak. The ancestors of all generations have stood up in times of crisis, protecting the Tao with their bodies, and protecting future generations."

National Master looked at the portrait, and a complex flashed in his eyes.

He knew what Li Changsheng meant. In the history of Ziyun Sect, many ancestors did choose the path of self-sacrifice during the catastrophe.

Li Changsheng continued: "National Master, you are the backbone of the human race. The future decisive battle with the demon god will require your strength.

Now, let me buy time for the national master and hope for our human race."

The national master was silent. He could feel the determination and courage emanating from Li Changsheng.

He knew that this young Taoist had made up his mind.

Li Changsheng took a deep breath and held up the portrait of the ancestor. His voice echoed between heaven and earth: "The ancestors of all generations have protected the Tao with their bodies and blessed the people.

Today, Li Changsheng is willing to follow the example of the predecessors and protect this land with my body."

He shouted: "Please come in, ancestor!"

In an instant, thousands of clear lights emanated from the portrait, and a figure of a hundred feet tall wearing a Taoist robe and a Taoist crown emerged, in a semi-illusory and semi-solid state.

The eyes of the heroic soul of this ancestor revealed his admiration and regret for future generations.

Li Changsheng raised the portrait above his head. The heroic spirit of the ancestor in the portrait seemed to merge with him. His aura rose sharply at this moment, and the whole person exuded a sense of righteousness.

The wind was blowing hard, dark clouds were pressing down on the city, and the footsteps of the demon god also stopped at this moment.

Li Changsheng rode the wind and took the power of the ancestor, rushing towards the northern border that had turned into a demonic domain.

…

On the seventh day of the seventh month of the Great Xia calendar, Li Changsheng blocked the demon army in Mingzhou and died for his country.