One Planet for Everyone: Starting to Build a Cultivation Civilization

After the old man left, Ke An sat on the steps blankly, motionless, for a long time...a long time...

On a cold day with heavy snow falling, he suddenly stood up, shaking off the snow all over his body.

He has to go, he still has a long way to go, and he can't stay here for too long.

But when he thought that after he left, no one would remember Cao Shan anymore, he felt a little sad.

He felt that he had to do something for Cao Shan.

He swept away the snow on the steps, and then found a hard stone, and carved Cao Shan's name on the step where he stayed.

Ke An left and continued on this long and endless road.

Occasionally when he looks back and sees Cao Shan's name, the time he spent with Cao Shan will appear in his mind, with a knowing smile on his face.

But as he walked farther and farther, Cao Shan's name became more and more vague.

In the end, Cao Shan's name was completely submerged in the long road and could never be found again.

Ke An bid farewell with tears, because he knew that the knife of time had unconsciously erased Cao Shan's existence.

He was very sad, sometimes he sat down to meditate, sometimes he stood up and looked around, but after all he turned his gaze to the endless long road ahead, and walked over.

Step 1000, two hundred and sixty-three, the Heavenly Sword Sect was in chaos, and powerful monks recklessly took the lives and energy of weak monks. In this cruel era, order and civilization disappeared.

The young monks were treated as someone else's food and fled around, while the elderly monks killed without mercy, and their eyes were covered with blood.

There are young monks with extraordinary talents and the appearance of sanctification, but they are stared at by old monks and eaten alive.

The young monk died under the Immortal Terrace, with his eyes wide open and his sword still in his hand before he died.

Ke An didn't dare to watch the next scene, he turned around, but his ears couldn't ignore those creepy voices.

Don't even think about it, what a terrifying scene it was, just hearing the sound of tearing and swallowing already made Ke An feel desolate.

"Don't blame us, don't hate us, this is a desperate age, if we don't eat them, we will die." An old man said to Ke An while swallowing.

Hearing this, Ke An couldn't bear it anymore, his eyes burst into anger, his fists clenched tightly, he turned around, and was about to question him angrily, but found that the old man who spoke to him was not Cao Shan's master, But his face still made Ke An feel a little familiar.Who is it?

Ke An frowned, thinking and searching, a man in yellow suddenly flashed in his mind.

At that time, he was driving Feijian, passed by Dengxiantai, and sneered at Ke An.

"It's you!" Ke An exclaimed.

The old man stopped his movements and smiled, as if responding to Ke An's call.

It's just that his bloody smile is really permeating.

"It's me. After so many years, you're getting old, and I'm getting old too... Hehe, I didn't expect that I would age faster than you." The old man said.

A sudden panic rose in Ke An's heart. He touched his own face, which was thin, rough, and full of wrinkles.

The old man smiled at Ke An again, then rushed to the "food" in front of him, and never spoke to Ke An again.

That old man with white hair and childlike face has become a prophecy, this era has really become different, crazy, disordered, desperate, depressed...

The cultivator who was originally an immortal, but at this time actually slaughtered his fellow disciples and devoured their flesh and blood, just to obtain the energy for cultivation.

Ke An raised his head and looked at the sky for a long, long time, from early morning to late night, but he couldn't see any difference.

He is just a mortal and cannot feel the shocking changes in this world, but what happened in front of his eyes is so memorable to him, so he thought for a while, picked up a stone, and carved two words on the steps: eat. .

Ke An's mood has been ups and downs for a long time, but there is a time to return to calm after all.

He embarked on the endless journey again, and gradually forgot everything, until one day, he woke up suddenly and heard a hoarse voice moaning in a low voice.

"Sky Sword Sect is dead, and there is no more disciple..." The hoarse voice said, and suddenly sighed.

"Cultivation secrets and methods are piled up in sects, but in this world, I can't even catch a trace of spiritual energy. It's bitter, bitter...

It is difficult to refine Qi for a hundred years, and it is impossible to build a foundation for a thousand years. In such an age, where is the way out?Where is hope?
God, you are so cruel!It gave us the opportunity to practice, but cut off our hope of progress..."

The voice of vicissitudes stopped abruptly, and Ke An took a closer look, and found that the old man lying on the ground was dead, his pupils gradually dilated, and his clenched fists gradually loosened.

He died of old age, his lifespan had arrived, but his cultivation level had not been improved, and he died of old age.

The Heavenly Sword Sect was completely quiet, and only he, a mortal, was left standing on the steps, looking at this unbelievable but helpless thing, unable to recover for a long time.

The Heavenly Sword Sect was exterminated, without encountering any enemies, but died extremely thoroughly.

Ke An sat for a long time and thought for a long time, but finally stood up and continued on his way.

Well, since you have chosen the road, you have to finish it after all.

In the 980rd thousandth [-]th step, the ruins of Tianjianzong were found. They turned it upside down, but they didn't find any treasures. Only the tens of thousands of secret books piled up in the library are still intact. , but they lack interest in it.

"Look! There's someone there!"

A woman exclaimed, causing several eyes to turn to Ke An who was on the platform.

Ke An felt something in his heart, stopped, turned his head to look, and found that a monk forced his way to the immortal platform, and was ejected after only three steps, he was in a panic.

"The road has to be walked slowly, don't rush, don't hurry up." Ke An said lightly.

The man hurriedly got up from the ground, bowed and bowed: "Thank you for your guidance, senior, this junior will remember it."

When Ke An heard this, he was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head, turned around, and continued walking.

These monks looked at each other, bowed to Ke An again, and then left quickly, not daring to stay.

Only the woman who was the first to discover Ke An stayed behind for some reason, watching Ke An cross the steps step by step, her eyes shining brightly.

Time flies by, and the woman has watched Ke An for ten years.

"Senior, when will you go on this journey?" the woman asked.

Ke An was stunned for a moment, even he was shocked that this woman had looked at him silently for so long.

"To the point where you can't go any further." Ke An replied.

The woman finally left, because she had already got the answer she wanted, but before leaving, she lingered for a long time, hesitated to speak, and finally threw out a word.

"If I was still alive at that time, I would like to see my predecessors finish this journey."

The woman left and disappeared so thoroughly that when Ke An saw her again several years later, he couldn't recognize her for a long time.