Archean Eon Art

Jiangzhou City.

Meng Chuan was walking alone in the city, looking at the Jiangzhou City in celebration.

The victory of the war, the whole world celebrates January, not just in Jiangzhou City, every big city in the whole world, and many villages can see the celebration.

"good."

"pretty."

"another one."

People happily watched juggling and other performances. For these ordinary people, the feeling of winning the war was not strong! Because in the past few decades, even the unstable world entrance, the monster race has given up invading. Ordinary people have not encountered the threat of the monster race for a long time. Instead, the many performances celebrated by the world make people more happy to watch.

Meng Chuan, with white hair and shoulders, was walking alone in the crowd. Ordinary people couldn't see Meng Chuan at all, and they didn't realize that the strongest man in the world was walking by.

"The war has been won, and my state of mind has been affected by years of 'chaos', and it is difficult to feel joyful."

"However, my current state is still different from the state of mind of 'Nirience' in the past."

"I……"

Meng Chuan was a little confused.

His primordial avatar walked inside the city and also outside the city.

He looked at the village, where the whole family was also celebrating, but at the same time as the celebration, some villagers were also doing farm work.

He saw rivers and lakes, where fishermen were still fishing and celebrating 'January'. It was impossible for ordinary people to enjoy themselves for a month and work to support their families.

He saw that the caravans were still rushing to one city after another, transporting a large amount of materials needed for 'celebration'.

"My current state of mind is not silence, joy, or excitement. What is it?" Meng Chuan was in such a state that he couldn't judge clearly.

I only feel that the whole person has a sense of relaxation, and also a feeling of being slightly drunk, more of a trembling of the soul.

Like trembling with excitement.

This feeling filled Meng Chuan's heart, and he couldn't help but walk everywhere in the world, watching the world carefully.

...

At the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, in a large hall in a cave.

Three disciples of gods and demons were laying out a large number of files in order, and Meng Chuan walked in at this time.

"Master." The three disciples of gods and demons all saluted respectfully.

"Are all the files complete?" Meng Chuan asked.

"The dossiers of Liangjie Island and Heishadongtian have been sent over." The leading disciple of gods and demons respectfully said, "Among them, there are more than 230,000 dossiers of gods and demons, and there are even more ordinary dossiers. Because since the war, people who participated in the war There are hundreds of millions of mortals, so most of them are just a directory. Only those who have made great achievements will have a special file."

"Well, you continue to work." Meng Chuan nodded slightly.

This is a joint decision of the three major sects under his auspices.

Put together all the dossiers of gods and demons and mortal dossiers that have participated in the war since the war, and each of the three major sects has a copy. In any case, let future generations know.

Meng Chuan picked up a file casually.

"Master, here are all the dossiers of gods and demons, and behind them are all mundane files." The disciple of gods and demons reminded in a low voice.

Meng Chuan nodded slightly and watched.

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

'Dong Liehou' Zhang Xing.

When the world of the monster race and the world of the human race gradually approached, and the entrance of the unstable world just appeared in the Cangyuan Realm, Donglie Hou Zhangxing was still a god and demon in the Great Sun Realm at that time, and he saw a scene of a slaughtered city. There was no one in that county. Live, the scene is like an endless hell...

Since then, Dong Lie Hou Zhangxing has been running around hunting down the monster race. However, the sudden entrance to the unstable world still caused the race to keep appearing slaughtered cities and villages. This was the nightmare of the earliest human race.

Later, the "Entrance to the Stable World" appeared, and Donglie Hou Zhangxing began to guard the city gate.

Later, he became Fenghou Shenmo.

All his life, he has been fighting the demon clan. I saw with my own eyes that there are more and more city gates, and more and more entrances to the unstable world. As a feudal god and demon, he was still very safe in the early stages of the war, but too many ordinary people died.

Dong Liehou died in his hometown, but he fought all his life and made great contributions.

...

After Meng Chuan finished reading Donglie Hou Zhangxing's dossier, he went on and picked up another dossier.

This is a dossier of an outer disciple.

Outer sect disciples, like "Xiangu Meng", have never practiced on Yuanchu Mountain for a long time.

This outer disciple, named 'An Tong', was born more than 800 years ago.

An Tong, when he was nineteen years old, he was at the level of "Congealing Pill" without leaks, and he was at the top of the ordinary world. At that time, the military service for guarding the city gates was not yet popular, because the pressure of the human race to guard the gates was not too high, it was a "voluntary application". type.

An Tong, who bid farewell to his parents at the age of nineteen, went to Chengguan in high spirits, became a soldier, and fought against the monster clan.

Fighting against the monsters for six years, he has made great achievements many times. During this period, the city gate was breached once, and most of the soldiers in the city gate were killed or injured. After the rescue gods and demons arrived, the remaining soldiers survived. The greatest life-and-death calamity before becoming a god and demon.

At the age of twenty-five, because of enough credit, in exchange for a chance to pass through life and death, he successfully became a god and demon.

At the order of his parents, he stayed home for three years, married a wife and had children.

He went on to join the army three years later. At that time, it was not mandatory for every outer sect demon to participate in the battle, but Antong continued to fight.

In this way...then guarded the Chengguan for sixty-five years, until the Yaozu planned an all-out attack, and An Tong finally died at the Chengguan in order to stop the Yaozu.

"Antong." Meng Chuan whispered silently.

An outer disciple who was only an immortal god and demon in the end. The outer disciples had not practiced on Yuanchu Mountain for a long time, but in fact there were more of them.

The human race can't give them enough resources, and even the resources to pass through the barrier of life and death are all exchanged for credit! Afterwards, they were left to fend for themselves, but these outer disciples...in fact, they made a great contribution to the war against the demon clan, and the number of their deaths far exceeded that of the gods and demons of the three major sects. Their importance is very great.

The gods and demons of the ground net need a large number of ordinary gods and demons.

In many city gates, in addition to sectarian gods and demons, many ordinary gods and demons are also assisted.

...

Meng Chuan looked at the files one by one, and kept walking backwards.

Finally came to the back.

Meng Chuan picked up a file.

"Wang Fu, Wang Changyu, Wang Ergou, Wang Sanmao..."

Meng Chuan's heart trembled suddenly for the densely packed names, and he looked through them one by one.

It's all names, page after page of densely packed names.

Turning to the back of this dossier, there are only a few words.

"On the ninth day of April in the nineteenth year of Daxia'an, Quyang Pass was broken. There were 19,300 ordinary soldiers in the city, and none of them survived."

Meng Chuan's hand trembled slightly, he closed the file, and picked up another file.

Another dense name...

...

One after another.

Heaps and heaps.

Calculated in 'billion'.

Almost all of them are names. Meng Chuan looked at countless names and felt stared at by countless eyes. These countless people are looking at themselves.

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

"Father, mother, I have come to Qinyang Pass."

"Don't worry, my sword skills are very powerful, and those monster races can't threaten me at all. I promise you, I will definitely go back..." This is a letter, only half of the letter paper is left, it should be that a soldier didn't have time Letter sent back.

Many items were placed on the shelf, and the words were engraved on the shelf: "In the third year of Chunping Daxia, Qinyang Pass was broken, what is left over."

A lot of leftovers, who don't know who the owner is, can't be sent back. All the ground nets will be collected properly, and they will be classified and put away in Yuanchu Mountain.

...

Meng Chuan silently looked at the countless leftover items, then turned his head to look at the countless files, as if looking at hundreds of millions of people across time and space.

They looked at Meng Chuan with a smile, nodded with a smile, and were all smiling.

At this moment, Meng Chuan finally understood what he was trembling and what he was thinking since the victory of the war.

He sat cross-legged, just sitting here.

As if being watched by hundreds of millions of people, Meng Chuan waved his hand, and a long scroll was suspended in front of him. He picked up the brush, and the brush was already filled with ink, and he started to write. At this moment, the strong power that makes the primordial spirit and life tremble makes him want to confide, even if he wants to return to the state of mind that is about to die, he can't suppress it.

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