After transmigrating to a Xianxia world, he lived a fulfilling life for five hundred years.
He established a sect and became an Immortal.
He fought against the Great Sage of the demon r...
Left with no other choice, Wu Er had to go out and gather resources.
He hasn't been outside for several years and doesn't know what it's like outside now.
That must be very dangerous.
Just by looking at the number of people and demons coming to Pengshan every day, one can roughly tell what the outside world is like.
In times of chaos, life is as worthless as grass.
But there was no other way now. For the sake of so many living beings in Pengshan, and for the sake of that promise, Wu Er decided to go out.
Go on an adventure, risk your life to get something in return.
Before leaving, Wu Er talked with several of his junior brothers and sisters for a while.
He explained some things and said some things that sounded like a farewell between life and death.
In short, after a series of preparations, Wu Er went out of the mountains.
After leaving Pengshan, we walked along the edge.
Apart from Pengshan, the rest of the area is desolate and wild.
However, the desolate mountains and wilderness were actually much safer.
Why do I say that?
Since there are no humans or demons here, and you can hardly see any living creatures, there is no need to worry about being robbed.
After traversing desolate lands and watching the sun and moon rise and fall several times, Wu Er finally arrived at the border of Zhongzhou.
"It's only been a few years since I've been back, but this place already feels so unfamiliar."
Upon entering Zhongzhou, Wu Er uttered these words from his heart.
However, Zhongzhou has changed a lot in the past few years.
The changes are significant, at least at the edges.
Zhongzhou is very prosperous, and all the land belonging to Zhongzhou is fertile and rich.
Even on the periphery, everything is a beautiful sight.
Ordinary people farm the land, and occasionally they can see many cities. The forests are rich in birds and animals, a scene full of vitality.
But now, Wu Er sees something different.
The land is still fertile, but no one cultivates it anymore.
Upon closer inspection, one can see many abandoned fields, which appear to have been neglected for a long time, with weeds growing very tall.
Those mortal cities still exist, but they no longer resemble the ones I remember.
There was no life inside; the peddlers and laborers had all disappeared, and there were no ordinary people left.
This place has been taken over by cultivators. The city walls are covered with Chinese runes, and many formations have been set up on the ground. It seems to have been transformed into a fortress to defend against enemies.
"The world changes, but that's all there is to it..."
Looking at the changed and dilapidated state of everything before him, Wu Er sighed.
He had never felt this way in the previous hundreds of years, but the changes in the last few years were greater than in the previous hundreds of years.
This shows that war can change many things.
War can change everything.
Wu Er waved his hand lightly a few times, forcing himself not to look at these things.
Seeing such a tragic scene once is enough; if you see it too often, it will ruin your character.
Seeing that the edge of Zhongzhou is in such a state, there are no more resources to be gained here. We should go deeper into Zhongzhou.
With that thought in mind, Wu Er set off.
Alone, he flew deep into the Central Plains.
We started seeing people along the way.
However, there weren't many people, and most of them looked tired, hurrying along with their heads down, seemingly not wanting to waste any time.
That makes sense; in times of chaos, wasting time could mean losing your life.
In addition, Wu Er also witnessed several minor fights.
These are all battles between cultivators from major sects and the demon race.
These are all life-or-death battles, fights to the death.
Seeing this scene, Wu Er wanted to intervene, but he was powerless to do so.
He's not a god; even if he could stop one fight, how could he possibly manage so many?
Helpless, Wu Er had no choice but to ignore it when faced with such a situation.
Thus, after witnessing countless battles and countless corpses, Wu Er entered the depths of Zhongzhou.
The depths of Zhongzhou were much better than the borders; at least there was no fighting along the way, and the mortal cities and villages were not affected.
Everything remains peaceful and prosperous.
This place feels like a completely different world compared to the border.
"Nothing has changed here."
Having arrived deep in the Central Plains, if one wants to obtain some resources, then naturally one should go to the cultivator city.
There are three such large cultivator cities in Zhongzhou, and Wu Er chose the one that was closer to the Hunyuan Sect.
Don't forget that he also has the identity of a guest elder of the Hunyuan Sect, which makes it easier for him to obtain resources in the territory under the jurisdiction of the Hunyuan Sect.
Thus, they arrived at the city gate and prepared to enter the city.
Although the scenery remained unchanged and bustling everywhere, the checks to enter the city were much stricter.
Not only did they conduct various body searches, but they also increased the entrance fee to the city considerably.
Perhaps they're considering filtering out certain refugees... but it still feels like they're profiting from the war.
That's how cultivators from major sects are; the people they care about most are themselves. Faced with a large number of suffering rogue cultivators, they probably wish they could kill them on the spot. What they're doing now is probably an act of mercy.
In fact, Wu Er was also one of the suffering rogue cultivators, but fortunately he had an identity. He showed off his token, which symbolized his status as a guest, and the gatekeeper did not make things difficult for him and let him in.
Upon entering the city, a familiar atmosphere greeted me.
The city is still the same as it was a few years ago, almost unchanged.
Wu Er couldn't help but say, "This place is just as it always has been."
The shops along the street remained open, with shouts and various voices constantly ringing out.
If one hadn't witnessed all the carnage along the way, one would have thought that there was no conflict or struggle between humans and transgender people.
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