The broken time will eventually recover, and the long river that flows against the flow will eventually move forward. If there are eternal truths in the world, "time moves forward" must be one of them.
The world of Shenxiao is a vibrant and complete world, and it must have its time and space order.
In his previous plan, Zen Master Xing Nian created a time confusion and pushed the time between the land of the divine sky and the demon world away. This in itself is making use of the world rules of the Land of Shenxiao. In other words, breaking away from the time of the demon world and establishing its own time order is exactly what the Land of Shenxiao wants. Without Zen Master Xing Nian, it would have pushed in this direction. Zen Master Xing Nian's position is exactly in line with this "natural timing".
As of now, the destruction of Fei Guang has shattered and reshaped the time and space order of the Land of Gods.
This is undoubtedly revolutionary, and the world has leapt forward as a result. A group of young monsters participating in the Shenxiao Bureau caught a glimpse of the mantra stone tablet left by the King of Shenxiao in the process of the fragmentation of the order of time and space.
As for now, it is returning to this shore in the process of reshaping the order of time and space. This process was meant to be smooth and hassle-free.
The risk of peeking into the historical truth will be erased because of the Mantra Stone. Returning to the "now" where order has been restored should not be a problem. But in that endless fleeting light, there was such a voice. It is weak, old, and miserable. He said, "Young generation, please walk slower!" The endless fleeting light seemed to have stopped at this moment. One of the streams of light jumped out of the long river of time, allowing viewers to see its true appearance, which was a white feather dyed with golden light, falling on the sacred mountain.
The conversation in front of the mantra stone tablet has been cut off, and the mood at that time seems to have remained there.
Still on the sacred mountain, in front of the fountain of youth. Lu Qilang pressed his hand on the sword but did not draw it out, and the sheep healed his palm while chanting sutra but there was no sound. Spider Lanruo no longer has a harp in her hand, she only holds a broken string to make a sound.
The Fountain of Youth bubbles steadily and silently. "Are we back?" Chai Asi asked his most trusted ancient god in his heart. The ancient god did not speak, and the ancient god also needed to observe. But as his eyes moved, this question no longer needed to be asked. There is no end to the top of the mountain, and there are dangerous and winding roads on the mountain. The mountain spring is gurgling, and outside the mountain are white clouds and blue sky. Everything on the sacred mountain seems to have remained unchanged.
Except next to the Fountain of Youth, there was the figure sitting on the bluestone where Zhu Lanruo had smashed the string instrument. It was a figure with long withered hair and gray-white feathers. He was so weak that he seemed about to be blown away by the breeze. Zhu Lanruo was originally standing there, but now she moved her steps and without even looking back, she left far away and landed next to Yuan Mengji. The deep forest where the demons walk is halfway up the sacred mountain.
Out of the deep forest, the fountain of youth stops in the winding bend of the mountain road. Originally, intentionally or unintentionally, all the demons were scattered around the Fountain of Youth. Spider Lanruo has been at the Fountain of Youth from the beginning, closest to the spring water.
Yuan Mengji was strong without desire, and Chai Asi was worried that the ancient god would be too hard to deal with the sky demon and kept a low profile for the ancient god, so the two of them kept a tacit understanding of keeping a distance from the Fountain of Youth, and instead moved closer to the deep forest where the path was hidden.
Normally, if Zhu Lanruo approached like this, Yuan Meng would be so happy that his face would wrinkle. But at this moment, not only did he move aside, but he also pulled Chai Asi, who was smiling.
Not paying attention to the undercurrents among these little demons, the figure sitting alone on the bluestone by the spring said slowly: "The poor Taoist He Huating has seen that all of you are ugly and disabled, and you are ashamed to show your ugliness, so you don't want to talk to him. As a courtesy to all of you, please forgive me."
Halfway up the mountain, it was very quiet for a while. The sight of a feather flying out of the stream of light, and the sound that sounded from the endless passing stream of light, indeed brought too much shock. Lu Qilang looked at Zhu Lanruo and asked via voice transmission: "What is the name of the being you mentioned who moved the Fountain of Youth to the Land of Gods in order to use this world to lay out his plans and continue the myth?"
Zhu Lanruo said nothing. But the answer is self-evident.
Hehua Pavilion, Hehua Pavilion. At the end of ancient times, the great demon that removed the Fountain of Youth from the present world was a powerful being named He Qingsong. Many years later, He Qingsong died and the fountain of youth stopped flowing. It has been moved to many places and passed through many hands. He Huating, a descendant of He Qingsong, recaptured the dead Fountain of Youth and planned it in the land of Shenxiao, but failed in the end. He was supposed to have been dead for an unknown number of years, so how could he still be here now?
And why are you talking to them? Maybe you haven’t returned yet and are still on the journey of time! This figure sitting alone on the bluestone, with his back to the monsters, said: "My little friend, what are you curious about me? Why don't you ask me directly?" He actually heard Lu Qilang's voice transmission, and at the same time acknowledged Lu Qilang's voice. Shichiro's guess.
Although he was frightened, Lu Qilang held his hands in his arms with grace: "If you are really in front of Senior He Huating, why don't you turn around and see him?"
With a thin sword tied around his waist and a jade crown tied up in his hair, his voice was clear and clear: "You say you are a past existence, but you are stingy about showing your true face. You are asking me to wait for a bunch of little monsters, and it is inevitable that I will feel panic.
"Wait..." He Huating said, "You really want to see me?" "Senior, if you are willing to show me your face, I will certainly want to see you." Xiong Sansi said quietly, "I want to see you, and I won't miss anything. "
"Namoguang King Tathagata!" Sheep healed his palms and recited the Buddha's name to express his approval.
"Namo Demon Master Tathagata!" Shu Jialan quickly added in a louder voice.
Come to this Shenxiao Bureau, although everyone has their own needs and compete with each other. But for this extremely strange He Huating that suddenly appeared, all the demons present felt somewhat dangerous, and they couldn't help but become angry with each other.
In such an atmosphere, Chai Asi, who was smiling flatteringly, was a little awkward. He said bluntly: "How lucky are the younger generations to be able to see the true face of the sages?" In any case, Hehuating cannot bear the word "sages". Even his ancestor, He Qingsong, could hardly qualify for such a title. But he laughed.
The laughter suddenly stopped and was replaced by a hard, bellows-like sound. He just laughed softly twice, but it seemed like it took a lot of effort. He seemed to be out of breath, lowered his head and held his knees, and breathed heavily! Although the monsters present were young, they were all cautious and no one wanted to take the opportunity to do something.
After a while, He Huating finally regained control of his breathing. He said weakly: "I have worked hard for so long just to have the title of such a title when mentioned by my descendants. The pursuit of fame before and after me is no exception in ancient and modern times. The listener can indeed read him in this voice. desire. He probably once had such an imagination and had a grand goal...but he ended up being a loser.
Then he started to turn around. With the great ancient god by his side, Chai Asi was actually the least nervous person on the scene, and he was very casual and friendly. He said with a smile: "Then look at it, isn't this called spirituality?" He Huating turned around completely. Chai Asi's spirit is gone and he can't go down anymore. What does this look like? He said that he was "disabled in body and appearance, ashamed to show his ugliness", which was actually a bit modest.
The lusterless hair piled on top of his head like dead grass. The wrinkles are so deep they could trap a fly. The clear eyes seemed to have sunk into the back of the head, with only two faint lights still describing this living creature. There seemed to be no flesh and blood on his body and face, only wrinkled skin sticking to the thin bones. The feather coat, which should have been very precious, seemed to be placed on a bamboo frame. It was clear that all the vitality should be gone, but he was still struggling like piercing his fingernails with a bamboo stick, which was painful just to look at.
He looked at all the creatures present silently, with a kind of silent terror. Chai Asi was horrified and quickly sought security from the great ancient god: "What is the background of this old boy?" The great ancient god only said: "Don't act rashly." The true meaning of the world of Shenxiao is "infinite possibilities", which constitute The basic rules of this world are also an important reason why this world attracts so many powerful people.
Just like the true meaning of the world in the mountains and seas, it is "fantasy come true". It can be said that in this world of Shenxiao, there must be a possibility that Jiang Wang can take the Zhiwen Bell and go home safely. But where this possibility is, I don’t know. How this is possible, I don't know.
Infinite possibilities do not mean that all your wishes will come true.
Everything is possible, but there may be nothing you can do.
As the saying goes, "The heaven and the earth work together, but heroes still need to ask for it." Possibilities need to be found by oneself, and even more, they need to be grasped by oneself. Jiang Wang hasn't figured out how to pry his way home. I was brought to the mantra stone tablet by the chaotic time.
Before digesting the history of "there is no one in the world", Hehuating was trapped here again.
How could he know what the hell this thing was and what its details were? He Huating spoke again, and said in his gossamer voice: "Now that you have seen your true face, why don't you worship me?" The atmosphere suddenly became solemn.
Yang Yu and Rat Jialan each respect the Tathagata, Lu Qilang, Spider Lanruo each have their own pride, Snake Gu Yu has his own way, even Zhu Dali has his ideals, Quan Xihua follows Yang Yu closely, Yuan Mengji just wants to go home Among the young monsters present, who would worship him?
Such a skinny and skinny monster! Only Chai Asi laughed and bowed without hesitation: "Young man, I have met our ancestors!" He Huating's eyes fell on him and he said slowly: "You are very good." Chai Ah Si smiled honestly: "The wise come first, and the elders are respected. You have taken advantage of everything, and I say you deserve your share!"
He Huating moved his eyes slowly, with that faint look, as if he had dismantled everything he saw, and said with great effort: "I stopped here in the year 3922 of Yuanxi. Where did you come from?" One year later?" What he said undoubtedly made it clear that all the monsters present were brought to a certain period of time in the past by him. To be precise, we are now in the world of Shenxiao in the year 3922 of Yuanxi.
The young monsters looked at each other. Finally, Lu Qilang said: "Emperor Yuan Xi has been dead for a long time, and the demon clan has no longer used this year title."
"Yuanxi" was the reign name of the third-generation Demon Emperor of the New Territories. After his death, history also recorded him as "Emperor Yuanxi" and "Demon Emperor Yuanxi".
Jiang Wang in the mirror world frowned. Because this year happens to be the year 3922 of the Tao calendar.
Although Yuan Xi 3922 had nothing to do with Dao Li, the coincidence of the two times made him deeply suspicious of all coincidences in the world of Shenxiao.
Hehua Pavilion beside the Fountain of Youth grinned. This smile is scarier than when he didn't smile. All the teeth in his mouth were gone, leaving only pitted gums!
He said with difficulty: "You don't have to be afraid. There is no existence that can affect us now."
How can you not be afraid! ?
This clearly means that support from outside the world of Shenxiao cannot reach this place at all!
After experiencing the escape from time and space in the world of Shenxiao, the innocence of Zen Master Xingnian, and this moment of time chaos, Hehuating trapped them in the world of Shenxiao in the year 3922 of Yuanxi.
He can probably indeed say that the chess players outside Moyun City, those strong men who have been watching this place for a long time, can no longer interfere with this game!
Now, for this group of young monsters, the most important question they need to know is... What does He Huating want to do by trapping them in this time fragment? In the era when Demon Emperor Yuan Xi was in charge of the Ancient Imperial City, the existence that could recapture the Fountain of Youth and lay out the land of the divine sky was at least at the level of a heavenly demon.
Then there is another key question.
After experiencing the failure that year, in this current state, how much strength can He Huating show?
"Young man." He Huating looked at Chai Asi and smiled softly: "You are the most obedient, come here... come to the ancestor. I will talk to you."
Chai Asi stood there stunned, motionless as if nails were driven into his feet. The sound of swallowing saliva was so clear. "What should I do?" he asked the great ancient god in his heart. The great ancient god also wanted to ask what to do. Let you talk and flatter me! Now it’s okay, I’m going back to my hometown! Can't you be like Zhu Dali, be honest and let those demon kings test the water, and give me more time to observe Hehua Pavilion? "Don't go." The great ancient god gave his final instructions, concisely and concisely.
Anyway, it drags on for a while. "Otherwise... let's forget it?" Chai Asi looked at the gloomy Hehua Pavilion and said in a deliberation manner: "I have an old man above me, a young man below me, and I still have a wife waiting for me in Moyun City."
"Have a wife?" He Huating chuckled: "It's great to have a wife waiting for you. It's understandable that he doesn't want to accompany this bad old man like me. Let me think about it, he seems to have really thought about it. His gaze turned slightly, and this time it fell on Xiong Sansi, and he said weakly: "You just said that meeting me would not make you lose anything. ""I did say so. Xiong Sansi said. This was like a conversation between two dying patients, because the voices were so painful. He Huating said slowly, almost word for word: "Then I tell you now, when you see me, be less Something.
"Less hypocrisy, less pretense, less lies."
Chai Asi shrank his neck, he had all the false feelings, pretense, and lies.
But I saw Hehua Pavilion facing the spring of eternity. He stretched out his skinny finger, pointed at the water surface, and lightly stroked: "Lies are not allowed here. Those who tell lies should fish out the moon in the water and drown."
The fountain of youth gurgled, gurgled, and seemed to be boiling. A vertical water pattern extends from one end of the Fountain of Youth to the other, cutting the water surface and evenly dividing the spring. Divide it into two halves: east and west. If the words are true, there will be waves in the east. If the words are false, there will be waves in the west. This water pattern seems to have divided the world of Shenxiao in Yuanxi 3922.
There is a law generated somewhere. All participants in the Shenxiao World felt the rules. Be bound by your words and be bound by your heart.
He Huating looked at Xiong Sansi quietly: "I'm asking you a question now, and you need to answer it with truthful words." This sentence is like a golden rule, with a steel knife on the neck. After it is spoken, it cannot be questioned. Jiang Wang, who was in the mirror world, was vaguely enlightened at this time. There is no doubt that He Huating has evil intentions towards these juniors of the demon clan in front of him many years later. But He Huating is too weak now. Whether he wants to kill or do something else, he can only rely on his vision that he once stood at the top and his management of the "Shenxiao World in Yuanxi 3922"...with complex "game rules" "To leverage his arrangement and achieve the goal.
In this way, only one part of the force can be used to move a hundred percent of the force. But what kind of terrorist method is "speaking the truth"?
Just as Jiang Wang was thinking about it, he heard He Huating ask slowly, "Where are you from?"
