However, Ye Ting never thought that after so many years, after helping the weak human race and witnessing the rise of the human race, she once again felt the sense of betrayal and alienation in her own people of her rank.

Time flies in a flash.

It has been decades again. On a beautiful sunny morning, the sun is very bright. On the vast West Sea, there is a green feathered spirit bird, which constantly flaunted its wings and flew to the other side of the sea. After a lot of suffering, it finally arrived on the east ground. There was a golden feather on the forehead of the blue bird. This feather was particularly magical. It shone with strange light in the sun, and it flashed from time to time, which immediately made the blue bird's weight extremely noble. The blue bird soared freely in the sky and refused to fall. Her extremely beautiful eyes were large around, and it was not until she saw a sycamore tree that she was willing to stay for a while. However, her beautiful eyes were indeed full of curiosity.

This blue bird is over 500 years old. According to their own clan's algorithm, it is now a child who has just left the age of a young bird and has just entered the growth stage. So now it looks huge, but it is just a little bird that has not yet escaped. After a short stay, the blue bird immediately took off again and flew towards the mountains, rivers and lakes in the distance. A figure full of fairy spirit suddenly appeared in his small head.

"I'm going to find him!"

The blue bird made a crisp sound, but after hearing this sound, all the birds and beasts in the forest immediately surrendered to it.

Time flies again, and it is like a white horse passing by, changing rapidly in an instant. Hundreds of years have passed, and Wang Xian's original cultivation level has reached a time when he is about to break through. As usual, the underworld has performed its duties and no changes have occurred. Bai Qi in the Yinshan Camp is particularly enthusiastic and imposing, and he is rectifying the army. However, the sacred king Wang Xian in the world looks leisurely and at ease. As a clone of the original Wang Xian, he is originally

There is no need to do some training tasks, but to maintain the stability of the three realms. Secondly, the framework structure of the entire Taishan Temple does not require him to participate in the production, so there are naturally relevant people to do this. The Holy Lord only needs to correct official documents and deal with some things. If there are any inappropriate places, he will assist and order the other party to make rectifications. Unless there is a sudden and important change in this world and the collapse of the three realms happens, he will not need to do anything.

But Wang Xian was actually a clone. Because the matter at hand doesn't need to be dealt with deliberately, then continue to go down to the living room to pay attention to what Ye Ting cares most. "Ye Ting's worries are not groundless, but the human race in this world is a bit unscrupulous." Wang Xian turned around and turned into a handsome young man wearing white clothes and holding a green folding fan in his hand, but he rode a cute little donkey under his crotch, so he went to the living room. Wang Xian did not want to participate in this trip, but because he felt that he needed to come to the human world to take a look and feel Ye Ting's feelings. And he didn't want him to contact everyone in these things. As long as he stayed aside and watched quietly, he could know what was going on. He needed to see the whole area carefully.

However, the nature of this human race has undergone tremendous changes.

The spiritual sects that flowers, plants and trees have relied on for them and the common people who protect the ghost clan have all declined, and these grass, flower spirits and ghost clans have long been no longer a weather. After a long period of development and continuous enhancement of the foundation, the human race has since followed the trend and become the protagonists between the world. In those places where time is dangerous and unpredictable, the cultivators of these human races are free to travel. The land of the Western ghost clan is no longer a taboo, and the sects of the human race are immortal. All the famous mountains and holy waters in this world have been occupied by the human race and returned to their positions. These monsters are fleeing everywhere because they are being chased by human cultivators at this time, because their best fur can be exchanged for money, and their bones can be used as medicine to cure diseases and save lives. And the most important thing is that their demon pills can greatly improve their cultivation after being swallowed by the monks.

The rise of this human race naturally violated the interests and living space of other ethnic groups. It cannot be blamed for doing something wrong, but it requires always maintaining rationality and sober consciousness. What's more, there is a saying in the world that has been passed down to this day: As a human being, you should stay in front of others and meet in the future. There is no way out for people this day. The human race now considers itself the lord of this human world, and has a high opinion of itself and is extremely arrogant. It really seems that there is no existence in this world that can restrain their behavior. Today, the human race has committed many evil deeds and has long been secretly resented by countless potential opponents. Once the feng shui turns, the disaster for this human race is still coming.

Wang Xian has watched this kind of renewal and renewal for dozens of times since ancient times. Wang Xian was not surprised. After observing it, he believed that the human race is not rational and sober, but has been lost in this everlasting desire.

"This is the choice of heaven and earth, this is the will of heaven!"

As the lord of this world, Wang Xian has gone through thousands of years from an ordinary person to a god. As he has experienced more and more things, his cultivation has become more and more diligent, and he has become more and more understanding of the laws of this world. No one is always in a peak state, nor can anyone maintain a strong momentum forever. It is just that prosperity will decline. It is the eternal law of this world. If he can always stay awake, regulate his behavior, and always restrain himself from doing evil things. Perhaps he can still preserve his strength when he encounters that decline. He will not be bullied by others, and be able to save his life and wait for the day of his comeback. If he does not have such a clear mind, he may no longer exist, and he will not even have the chance to start over again.

This is the truth, and it is also a rule that cannot be denied between heaven and earth.
Chapter completed!