After the great disaster, most of the practitioners in the Three Realms, and even the demon clans, went to the Three Realms world and left the extremely vast land of the Five Continents to ordinary people.

Ordinary countries are like sand in the sea. If you don’t know how many, there will always be wars, and casualties will remain unabated, no less than when there were cultivators and demon clans.

But no one noticed it, and even the way of heaven did not notice it. Whenever war broke out in ordinary people, there would always be a figure wearing a black cloak that covered itself tightly.

On the north side of a ridge stretching for thousands of miles in Zhongshu, two ordinary countries fought again. After fighting for a day and a night, corpses were left all over the ground. Both sides retreated. The blood of the ordinary corpses flowed, forming a small river, flowing into a river not far away, dyeing the river water red.

The figure wearing a black cloak appeared again. He took off his black mask and exposed his long fangs.

The black figure's eyes were cold and numb, and only when he saw the blood, a trace of his spirit flashed. He leaned down and lay on the river where blood gathered, crazily swallowing the already smelly blood.

Gradually, the figure had already stood up, because blood began to flow into his mouth automatically.

Even the dried black blood on the ground broke away from the soil and flew towards his open bloody mouth.

There was darkness in his eyes, and the white eyeballs had disappeared, and the deep pupils of black holes occupied all, making his eyes look particularly terrifying.

"roar!"

The strong feeling of blood pouring into his body even made him yell.

He gradually became crazy, and the suction in his mouth became more and more terrifying, and it turned into a black hole. The blood of many people poured into his mouth. Not only did he not feel uncomfortable at all, he even wanted to thirst for more.

The blood on the ground was no longer enough for him to swallow, and the river dyed with blood began to flow backwards and rushed into his mouth frantically. The corpses floating in the river also came in, all of them were swallowed by him, and the corpses on the ground began to gradually be pulled up by inexplicable forces, and all of them flew into his mouth.

A few hours later, the figure disappeared.

What was left was the river that was directly cut off and the ground was messy, but the corpses of hundreds of thousands of people who died in battle had all disappeared.

Several patrol team members sent by the middle school were riding war horses. Looking at this strange scene, their eyes were numb and they had long been accustomed to it.

This happens after every war.

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This time, Wu Bai did not put the tea shed on the vast land of Liao Wumen, but went to a very prosperous city. He fell down the tea shed in a corner of the city, but did not alarm a mortal.

In the city, there are countless strange stories every day, and no one pays attention to a tea shed.

Wu Bai plans to join the world.

I once heard Xuanzang preaching, and Wu Bai himself also had many insights. After all, Wu Bai's cultivation is there, and his many insights are forced into his mind almost every moment, gradually filling his flaws.

However, as his understanding of Tao became closer to Daluo, this perception gradually decreased.

Wu Bai plans to join the world, on the one hand, speed up his understanding, on the other hand...

If possible, try becoming a saint yourself.

Although there is little hope, how can I know if I don’t try it? After all, there was a precedent. Wu Bai’s first tea shed upgraded, and he could finally exchange his cultivation level and directly exchange it to the peak of the mundane. As a result, the Immortal Calamity was brought about. After the thunder tribulation, he became a Yuanxian.

Now, if possible, you may be able to escape from the shackles and suddenly realize the truth and become a saint on the spot.

Wu Bai's small tea shed has become an open style, without any cover and portal, providing free tea for people coming and going. People are also happy to have such a place to protect the sun and rest, and there are free tea. So there are always people who stay here to talk about some interesting things, which makes Wu Bai not only happy to listen, but also understand various truths in the world.

Next to the tea shed is a small Buddhist temple.

There were only three people in the Buddhist temple, but there was only one old monk in the real monk, and the other two were just wrestling their wrists except sleeping.

Somehow, rumors spread gradually, saying that the prayer in this Buddhist temple was very effective. Gradually, more and more people came here to petition, and even some high-ranking officials and nobles came to worship from all over the world.

But the old monk was really pedantic. A wealthy businessman invested 100,000 taels of silver to help him rebuild a huge temple, but he refused. He only guarded the place, held a broom, and cleaned silently every day.

Because this very effective small temple comes to worship every day, it turns this place into a prosperous area.

Originally, Wu Bai had specially chosen a place with fewer people and quieter people to set up a tea shed, but unexpectedly this was the result.

Forget it, let it go.

But another unexpected thing Wu Bai happened.

A fairy was found here.

In the tea shed, Wu Bai looked at Chang'e in front of him and said in confusion: "Have you been looking for me for half a year?"

Chang'e said happily: "Mr. Wu, you are coming and going without a trace, and others can't calculate anything. I thought you had left the Three Realms, but I didn't expect to find you!"

After Wu Bai, Hongjun and others returned to the Three Realms, they chose this place and had been staying for three years. There were indeed few immortals and gods who knew the location of the tea shed.

Wu Bai shook his head and asked:

"What are you asking me for?"

Chang'e shrugged and said:

"I'm retired and I have no place to go, so I'll come to join you. Why, do you dislike me?"

Wu Bai looked at Chang'e in surprise.

"retire?"

Such a postmodern word suddenly appeared, which really made Wu Bai feel uncomfortable.

Chang'e nodded and said, "Yes, what's wrong? Can't I stay in the sky for the rest of my life?"

Wu Bai was speechless.

It seems that it is true. Even in the palace of the mortal emperors, those eunuchs and palace maids, after a certain period of time, can choose to stay in the palace or get some money to live outside.

If it is above the heavenly court, the gods cannot die there. After all, the number of golden immortals who have obtained immortality is still very rare than the number of gods below the golden immortals.

Immortals who have not achieved immortality will eventually have a day when their life spans, and the heavens cannot always tie them up.

In this way, Chang'e's retirement is just as a matter of fact.

Wu Bai nodded and said:

"Okay, if you want to come, come. At least we will meet each other, can I still rush you? It just so happens that Bai Lianhua is very busy making tea alone, so it's okay for two of them to work together."

Chang'e refused Wu Bai's proposal.

"Just let the lotus come like making tea. I've already figured out what to do!"

"oh?"

Wu Bai said with great interest: "Why, do you want to start a business?"

"Entrepreneurship?"

Although Chang'e didn't understand, she still shook her head. She pointed to a restaurant next to the tea shed, patted her chest, and said with great wealth:
Chapter completed!