"Well, I'm so sleepy. I want to go back and rest."

"Me too. After fighting all day today, being a hero is too tiring."

Everyone turned around and left one after another.

He Wei was drowsy in the yard and was helped into the room by a maid.

The world is quiet.

Seeing that the work was done, Tiandao jumped out again, unwilling to be lonely, and the strong wind blew on Liu Yu's face: "Go, go!"

Liu Yu almost laughed out of anger: "Are you stupid? Are you not going to do anything about the palace?"

The wind paused, and Liu Yu miraculously sensed its doubts.

It’s enough to deal with the martial arts world, what does it have to do with the palace?

Liu Yu slowly rose into the air and flew towards the Imperial City. The Heavenly Dao transformed into the wind and quickly followed behind him. Liu Yu patiently taught him, "Since you don't know how to deal with humans, let them deal with themselves."

Although the underworld and the imperial court had formed a rule of keeping out of each other's way, as long as the will of heaven tilted the scales towards the imperial court, many problems would be easily solved.

Tiandao seemed to understand what he heard, but he was still a baby.

Liu Yu didn't care anymore and just took it for a walk around the palace, letting it keep its breath in the dragon vein of the palace, and that was it.

Suddenly, he remembered something: "After I leave, please take good care of He Wei."

This girl has suffered an unexpected disaster and now she has lost her brother. She should not be bullied.

It was a small matter, and Heaven agreed.

Seeing it push him again, Liu Yu twitched his lips, quickly separated from his body, and flew into the air. The breath that leaked out at that moment startled Tiandao and trembled, and the gap opened wider.

As soon as the person leaves, the whole world will be shut tightly shut.

The next day,

The dark clouds dispersed,

The sun rises from the east, and the whole world is thriving.

The Jianghu Knight woke up from his bed and looked at the sun: "Oh, there's a final today, how could I forget?"

He dressed, washed his face, picked up his sword and rushed to the martial arts arena. Many people had woken up and had completely forgotten about the fight for the Demon-Falling Art yesterday. They only remembered that it seemed that a demon cult member had infiltrated the Heroes' Conference, and the entire venue was in chaos. The eldest son of Luoyun Villa fought with him and accidentally lost his life.

"elder brother……"

Tears fell from He Wei's eyes.

Duan Hengxu embraced her and said, "My condolences."

Luoyun Villa was filled with gloom and sadness. No one wanted to attend the Heroes' Meeting anymore. After two days in Luocheng, they had to carry the coffin back to the villa. Duan Heng followed closely behind them, worried about their future.

Everyone also understood one thing: the so-called secret of ascension to immortality was fake and was made up by the evil cult.

When Master He heard that his adopted son was gone, he was struck by lightning and became dazed. For a while, the entire Luoyun Villa was without a leader, and Duan Heng had no choice but to take on the responsibility.

He checked on He Yu and Cheng Xi's affairs.

After questioning the owner of He Manor, he ordered people to search and found Xihe's burial place. He dug the body out and buried it with He Yu.

Lu Wensheng also found Tianji's whereabouts and brought him back to Tianji Pavilion to bury him, crying.

As for why the two died in the suburbs?

The day was so chaotic that everyone could only attribute it to the evil cult's mischief.

The whole world was quiet, yet there was a sense of prosperity. Soon, news of He Wei and Duan Heng's wedding came from Luoyun Villa. People from all walks of life came to attend the wedding with gifts. The two were a perfect match, a talented man and a beautiful woman.

The world of martial arts is still the same as before, where people take revenge and travel the world with swords.

More than ten years have passed.

The man who once called the wind and rain in the world is gradually getting old.

They were immersed in the glory of the past, with each sect and faction guarding their own territory. The rules had not changed much from many years ago. On the contrary, the imperial court was becoming more and more prosperous.

Commerce, agriculture, and the military gradually became stronger.

The people live and work in peace and contentment, and their lives are getting better and better.

Some farmers no longer guide their sons into the world of martial arts, but instead teach their children to learn a craft. If they have the conditions, they will take the imperial examinations to bring honor to the family and live a stable and happy life.

The imperial court seemed to have done nothing but improve people's livelihood.

But more and more people prefer a stable life rather than a precarious life full of fighting and killing.

There is less and less fresh blood in the world.

More than twenty years later, a major event occurred in the martial arts world. He Yan, the grandson of He Wei from Luoyun Villa, actually took part in the imperial examination and successfully passed the examination as the top scorer, becoming famous throughout the world.

The entire martial arts world was in an uproar. This action was tantamount to breaking the peace of the martial arts world and He Chaoting.

The knights ran to Luoyun Villa to ask for an explanation. We are all in the same group, you can't do this.

But when he got there, he saw the beautiful scene of He Yan returning to his hometown. The people were cheering and there was a man in red clothes, smiling, followed by teams of guards.

The scenery was so beautiful that it almost blinded everyone's eyes.

In particular, they also met He Wei, who had a gentle face and had been doted on by her husband for decades. He Yan asked for a title for her, and now she is also an official's wife, with a smile on her face, without any gloom.

As the first person from the underworld to serve as an official in the court, the court was very lenient towards He Yan.

The most obvious manifestation is that he was promoted very quickly and was often rewarded with gold, silver and treasures. However, His Majesty is not the kind of person who cannot distinguish right from wrong. Everything is He Yan's own credit. He has the chivalrous spirit of a man of the world and the integrity of a scholar. His means and strategies are not inferior to others.

Everyone in the world: ...I feel so jealous. My heart is so jealous.

After returning home, those with a long-term vision immediately seized the opportunity to study and take the imperial examination!

Twenty years later, the Jianghu gradually declined, and more people entered the imperial court. The imperial court also issued a notice for those in the Jianghu: Can you read? Then take the imperial examination. Good at martial arts? Then join the army.

Anyway, as long as you want it and have the ability, you will definitely have a job.

After that, the enemy country attacked, and the martial arts masters who joined the army made great contributions. The people cheered, and the court rewarded them generously. For a time, the monarch was in a favorable situation.

The world is peaceful and everything is moving in a good direction. Xiao Tiandao showed a satisfied smile.

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Xihe woke up and heard the sound of a tractor.

Um???

Where is this?

She opened her eyes and saw a lush green cornfield, a clear blue sky, and a dirt road stretching from her eyes to the end of the road.

There were several chicken coops on the tractor, with a few skinny chicks in them. Sitting next to them were a few boys and girls in school uniforms. Their young faces were frightened, and they bit their cheeks tightly, not daring to move or speak.

"The river flows eastward, the stars in the sky form the Big Dipper, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey..."

The driver was an old man with dark skin, wearing a straw hat and a large vest. His face could not be seen from his back, and his arms were muscular.

The dirt road was overgrown with weeds on both sides and the journey was bumpy.

Xihe leaned against the car wall, thought for a while, and understood.