Because he saw that the old man on the tree had completely integrated into the trunk of the ancient tree.
Only an old face covered with growth rings and wood marks was left to live and grow in it. Even turning the neck was extremely difficult.
He seemed to hear Balian's voice, and he turned his eyes slightly.
Those old eyes also began to turn wooden, becoming cloudy and stiff, looking like a thousand-year-old tree demon that was about to perish.
He closed his mouth and said, "It's destiny. It's fate. You can't escape, and we...can't escape."
As he spoke, there was only a cracking sound, and a small opening was opened between the old man's eyebrows, and a faint golden light emitted from the small opening.
He pulled out a very stiff smile: "Child, come here."
Balian's mind was in a mess at the moment, it all happened too fast.
How could he not see that this old man was about to return to chaos.
His soul and his origin were all transformed into the power of the mountain spirit during the transfer of the mountain seal just now, and merged into the palm of his hand.
"Why...what?" Bailian stepped forward as he was told, feeling disappointed in his heart.
A golden thread of light appeared between the old man's eyebrows, as slender as an ordinary person's hair, slowly floating down.
The light thread seemed to have its own life and consciousness, gently wrapping around Balian's fingertips.
The old man's eyes fell on the golden thread, as if he saw the near future, and his wooden eyes inadvertently revealed a touch of sadness and pain.
He said slowly: "My child, please keep this silk thread. It will be of great use to you in the near future."
Balian's face was complicated, and he looked down at the golden light on his fingertips, which quickly turned into pitch black after leaving the old man's body.
"Can you take back your golden seal? I can't be bound by this mountain like you. I want to find my lost memory."
"Haha, restraint?"
The desolation in the old man's eyes was even worse: "You are right to say that. I violated God's punishment and stayed away from my hometown. I am here to receive my punishment and wait for the day when I can return home.
But thousands of years are enough to change a lot of things. I picked up Lin Yuan and Gui Yuan and raised them as my own children.
Gradually... I discovered that they are here and it is also a home. The bondage became a voluntary prison. Even though I couldn't leave this water, I found that I was willing.
The moment this thought formed in my mind, I knew... I was no longer a god, but a mortal who had been assimilated by this human forest. I could never... go back to that place. "
Deeply desolate, but with precious warmth.
"My child, I only ask you one thing. Protect this mountain for me, as well as Guiyuan and Xiaoyuan. Their story will continue with you."
Balian has a fatalistic character, and he never makes promises easily.
Because he knows that once a promise is made, he will definitely fulfill it.
Now that such a heavy burden had fallen, he didn't know how to pick it up.
The old man chuckled and said: "Don't worry, you are different from me. I protect this mountain to atone for my sins, so in order to protect it, I must pay the price of freedom.
And your guarding this mountain has nothing to do with atonement or responsibility, but destiny. Destiny cannot restrict your freedom. You can leave the mountain at any time. "
The mind that is usually good at calculating can't help but feel a little dizzy at this moment.
Balian looked up at the gray-faced old man and said with a heavy heart: "If you die, Lin Guiyuan and Sister Lin Yuan will be sad."
"All the feasts in the world come to an end, and they will meet better people."
There was no fear of death on the old man's face, only the relief of relief.
Balian lowered his head with a sad expression: "I can't understand."
It's so ridiculous how this all happened.
He is just a corpse demon who has lost his life. He can hardly protect himself. How can he protect the creatures of this mountain?
He suddenly realized...
It turns out that from the moment he met the little deer, his inexplicable closeness and joy were all in this cycle of cause and effect.
The old man's eyes moved slightly, as if he noticed some changes: "Good boy, your time is up, it's time for you to leave here."
"Leave?" Balian opened his eyes wide and was confused again.
Didn’t you ask him to protect Kongcang Mountain?
Why did you ask him to leave again?
Without giving him any time to think, a thick tree vine with the power to break through the metal broke through the ground and struck in the direction of Bai Lian.
Balian subconsciously raised his hand to block, and the fierce wind swept over him. The tree vines did not fall directly on him, but whipped up a strong wind and swept him into the ancient well.
There was a splash of water.
This time, it was not his soul that fell into the sea of stars, but his body that disappeared into the ancient well.
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…
When Balian's consciousness was swallowed by the water from the Galaxy Well, he woke up again and found himself in a room.
The room was quiet and very clean.
There are not many furnishings in the house, only a bed, a low table, and a shaky green lamp.
He was covered with a blanket of unknown animal skin, and there was a faint sound of sleeping from under the bed.
Bailian looked down and saw Xiaoluer sleeping soundly under his bed.
It's like a big dream...
He hurriedly raised his palm and looked at the palm print where the lifeline had long been interrupted. He pondered for a moment, and then used the spiritual power in his body to guide it into the palm of his hand.
In an instant, a hot and warm golden light filled the cold palm, and the faint imprint of the spiritual platform in the light told him.
That night when he was in the water, what happened to the old man in the tree was not a dream.
He fell into that magical ancient well and then appeared here?
What's even more surprising is that Xiaoluer, who was supposed to be in the mountains, also appeared here.
Why is this happening?
Old Man Gushu entrusted everything in Kongcang Mountain to his hands.
There was a sincere request between the lines, hoping that he could continue his mission of guarding Kongcang Mountain.
But if that's the case... why did he teleport away again?
The chaotic mind suddenly became clear while slowly reasoning and thinking.
His clear eyes suddenly widened, and Balian lifted the blanket off his body and got off the bed, his face as pale as paper.
wrong!
The old man's move seemed to predict in advance the disaster that was about to happen in Kongcang Mountain.
That's why he, the new and weak mountain lord, was teleported to other safe places.
If Bailian still has a heartbeat at this moment, it must have been beating like a war drum under his chest.
Balian stood there for more than three breaths, his mind went blank for a moment, and then he realized that the room he was in didn't seem to be real.
Ups and downs, like a shipwreck on the sea.
