That afternoon, Jun Wuxie received Mu Ciyin's divine thought transmission and told him that he was going to take the people from Bingyun Tower to return to the upper realm.

But she encountered a problem. Everyone in the entire Bingyun Tower was very resistant. No one was willing to follow her to the upper realm and expressed his intention to stay.

"Here you come!"

Jun Wuxie replied, disappeared on the ice lake, and instantly landed in front of the Bingyun Tower Hall.

Seeing him coming, all the eyes on Bingyun Tower were focused on him.

They didn't speak, but their expressions expressed their inner wishes.

"June God, we won't leave!"

When he walked up the stairs directly above the hall and looked at everyone, they all spoke in unison.

"Objectively speaking, what can you do when you stay in the lower realm? Can you resist the dark invasion? Obviously, you can't help me if you stay."

"But……"

"Listen to me! Emotionally, you don't want to leave and want to stay and help me. But you must know that what can really help me is to go to the upper realm, practice hard in that world, and improve yourself, because

The lower realm is just a stop at the beginning of my life, and my next stage is the vast universe in the upper realm.”

"Follow your ancestors and go there to practice with concentration, so that I can be less concerned and better face the torrent of the end of the world. When I arrive in the upper realm, I may still need your help, do you understand?"

"God, we listen to you. When we reach the upper realm, we will concentrate on practicing!"

The eyes were red from the Bingyun Tower. I don’t know when I will meet again when I go there.

The lower world is facing the end of the world and will become the most terrifying place in the heavens, shrouded in darkness. They are really scared. If it is the Lord God...

They dare not think about it anymore.

But what the Lord God said makes sense. Their staying can only make him worry and cannot help him resist the torrent of the end of the world.

Their strength is too poor after all...

"Husband, we..."

Mu Xuelan and Mu Yunxi held his arms left and right, staring at him with their beautiful and extraordinary faces, and tears shone in their eyes as clear as ice and snow.

"Follow your ancestors to the upper realm, she will accept you as your own teachings and teach you the Tao. When you go to the upper realm to practice well, wait for me there. Don't worry about the torrent of the end of the world, I have experienced a lot in my life

There are hardships and dangers, and there is no disaster that cannot be overcome, and the torrents of the end of the world are the same."

"Young Master, can we stay?"

The four sisters Mu Yuning looked at him with pleading eyes, not wanting to leave because they were afraid that they would never see him again.

When they reach the upper realm, it may be difficult to know everything about the lower realm, and that feeling makes them scared.

"No one of you can stay, everyone must go to the upper realm!"

Jun Wuxie's words are not negotiable, and one can leave is one.

No one can tell how terrible the torrents of this era are.

He cannot guarantee that he can resist, nor can he guarantee that he can protect everyone around him.

"Master, can you take everyone in Bingyun Tower away? Can you take everyone else away?"

This is something Jun Wuxie always wanted to ask in his heart. Although he knew that the answer was probably not possible, he still wanted to ask.

Mu Ciyin shook her head slowly and said, "If possible, I don't need you to say that. I'd have mentioned this matter for a long time. In that case, you may not be so persistent and stay. You can go to the upper realm with me.

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"It is not easy to open up the channel between the upper and lower realms, and it is even more difficult to take away a large number of people, especially from the lower realm to the upper realm. After all, it is two worlds of different dimensions and universes of different levels..."

Mu Ciyin said that the more people brought to the upper realm, the stronger the suppression of order in the upper realm she had to endure.

It is impossible to bring hundreds of thousands of people to the upper realm, but because the practice of the people in Bingyun Tower is of the same origin as hers, and her blood flows on her body, she can only achieve the entire sect

Take it to the upper realm.

"Before the master came down from the realm, the three messengers you sent also said that they would bring everyone in Bingyun Tower to the realm. If they follow this statement, can they do it?"

"Of course they can't do it, but I will forcibly lead in front of the last World Channel node and bear all the order punishments to ensure that they can reach the upper realm smoothly."

"When will you leave?"

Jun Wuxie didn't worry about this matter anymore, and he had an answer in his heart.

"No further ado, I want to take them to set off immediately. The longer they leave, the more worried they will be at Bingxin Pavilion. And if the news of their departure is known by those people, they may be near the channel node.

When setting up an ambush, the teacher has to be careful and cannot give those people enough time to arrange it."

"Okay, you can follow the ancestor to the upper realm now."

"Husband, you must take care of yourself!"

Mu Xuelan hugged him tightly, tears slid down.

"I will, don't worry about me."

Jun Wuxie and Mu Xuelan, Mu Yunxi and Mu Yuning hugged each other.

"We are waiting for you in the Bingxin Pavilion in the Upper Realm!"

They were reluctant to leave and wanted to stay, but they couldn't stay, for fear of becoming a burden to him.

When they go to the upper realm, they are protected by Bingxin Pavilion, have a better cultivation environment, and become disciples of major forces, but the lower realm will fall into the torrent of the end of the world and be swept by darkness.

They are safe, but he wants to gain vitality in desperate situations.

"Master, take them away."

After Jun Wuxie said that, he turned his back to him.

Mu Ciyin rolled up her sleeves and involved everyone in Bingyun Tower.

"Come to see me alive. Without Master's consent, you are not allowed to die!"

After Mu Ciyin finished speaking, her body instantly turned into a shrinking spot of light and disappeared into the hall.

call!

Jun Wuxie turned around and sighed deeply.

The hall, which was full of figures just now, is now empty and silent. There is no one else except him and Ye Qingxue who cannot be seen by others.

He walked out of the hall and came to the cliff on the edge of the Bingyun Tower Hall Square, stood in the wind and snow, and looked at the beautiful rivers and mountains.

Everything in front of you is so magnificent.

But he knew that these beautiful mountains and rivers were about to be devastated, and outside the imperial capital, they would become a place of war.

He stood here for a long time, and Ye Qingxue kept holding his fingers tightly, quietly staying by his side, without saying a word.

Two days later, Ling Qingyu and Jingya came.

"Bad embryo, we're leaving..."

Ling Qingyu was a little reluctant. She wanted to stay, but Aunt Jing firmly opposed it and wanted her to return to the upper realm.

"Little Niangpi, your Holy Son of the Demon Clan has suffered heavy losses. If the Holy Son dies, it may become crazy. When you return to the Demon Clan, you must be careful not to be plotted against by them."

"You should worry about yourself, why are you worried about me..." Ling Qingyu stared at him and said, "Will you survive the torrent of the end of the world?"

Jun Wuxie's lips trembled. Seeing Ling Qingyu's eyes becoming extremely nervous because of his hesitation, he smiled easily: "What are you thinking about? No matter how terrible the torrent of the end of the world is, it cannot bury me."

Ling Qingyu Zhanyan smiled and said, "If you go to the upper realm in the future, remember to come to me, I will protect you."

"must."

Jun Wuxie laughed silently and handed a small bottle to her, "There are some of the origins of those strong men from the Holy Son Teng lineage, which is just right for you [Wanyuan He Dao Jue]."

Ling Qingyu took the bottle, held it tightly in her hand, stared at him, and said no more.

I watched him like this for a long time and suddenly turned around and left.

Jingya didn't say a word and left.

They soon entered the secret land of the demon clan and came to the world channel.

The moment Ling Qingyu stepped into the passage, Jingya stopped.

"Aunt Jing?"

She looked at Jingya and said, "You..."

"Qingyu, remember his words, you must be cautious when returning to the demon clan to prevent them from plotting."

"Aunt Jing, don't you go back to the upper realm with us?"

Ling Qingyu wanted to reach out to pull her, but the current world channel was already one-way to the upper realm. Once she stepped in, she could not retreat and her hand could not reach out at all.

It is clearly right in front of you, within reach, but it seems like you are separated by endless distances.

"Qingyu, listen to me. The lineage suffered heavy losses this time, and they would not stop. Although the person was killed by a little guy, I took action after all. If there were envoys from other forces witnessed it, someone would definitely take it.

The news is sent back to the upper realm, so Aunt Jing cannot go back with you. If you return to the demon clan, if they attack you, you just need to insist that you have not participated from beginning to end, so that they can only point their finger at the lower realm on the surface.

My."
To be continued...