But Leng Shuanglong gave her a seemingly reasonable but cruel answer.
“There are always people who are pioneers.”
"He practiced the skills of Yu Yu when the Nine Heavens were not in chaos, and he spent three thousand years safely in Shixu. He knows the secrets of Shixu, knows the plight of Jiuzhou, and knows Jiuzhou's covetousness. He can save Kunxu Yu Shuihuo can bear the evil words of the Qingxiao Sect alone and feel the struggle of the entire Jiuzhou. No one is more suitable than him. Even you, Zhao Ning, are not suitable."
Zhao Ning knew, of course she knew, that she couldn't be like her uncle. She still had the coldness and cruelty of childhood in her bones, but everything was covered up under the coldness.
Even Zhao Ning herself didn't know if she could be so straightforward when things touched her and she was asked to sacrifice.
The hands hidden in the sleeves were clenched into fists.
She looked at Leng Shuanglong, took a few steps back, as if she had not heard the previous words, and said, "Now that these incompatible outsiders have been dealt with, Zhao Ning will no longer disturb Lord Shuanglong. I We still need to find the real Zhuzhou people and the whereabouts of Feifeng Lingyan. Farewell."
With that said, Zhao Ning turned and left.
But Leng Shuanglong still stood there, looking at Zhao Ning's back quietly.
"Silly boy, some words are just for you. When the time comes, all reason is fragile and all actions come from nature. Your nature has never been to watch indifferently. Maybe no one told you that it is sinister. Then you are willing to step in.”
"I just, I just don't want you to be a part of it."
She closed her eyes and seemed to see the days when Zhao Ning and Xiao Tong'er were telling stories and drawing and playing together in the Dongjue Hall.
Zhao Ning stayed away from the small town. The small town suddenly became terrifying. She didn't know how long she flew until she landed on the top of a mountain. A gentle red touched her consciousness. .
She seemed to realize something. She walked slowly to the edge of the cliff and looked down. She saw endless mangroves spread below. The mulberry trees were lined up one after another. The sunlight was scattered on the mulberry trees, and the tree crowns were interconnected, as if they were extending out. The mist-like gauze is like the red clouds at sunset covering Sangming.
——The most beautiful Sangming is far away, covered with red clouds and starlight.
Almost unconsciously, Zhao Ning stepped into the mulberry forest. She looked up at the red leaves, and saw the red leaves whirling down in the breeze.
She stretched out her hand to pick it up, and the red leaves fell on her palms, but they seemed not as vivid as the red leaves in the mangrove courtyard.
The ground was covered with red leaves. Every time you took a step, you could hear the snapping sound of the leaves. It was very crisp, but also surprisingly noisy.
Zhao Ning thought that it might not be late at night or the moment when the stars shine brightly.
But late at night, the sky is filled with stars, and even the moon retreats. The starlight shines on the mangroves in layers, but it still does not bring that kind of peace of mind.
Zhao Ning remained silent and left the mangrove forest without any nostalgia.
Chapter 256
A few days later, Zhao Ning found people from Zhuzhou in a mountain forest. They were not wearing red robes, but ordinary clothes. The only difference from the outside world was that they would set up altars when the full moon rose. , worshiping the full moon, but it is not an incomprehensible worship, just like worshiping ancestors, it is very common and ordinary.
Zhao Ning stood on a high branch, and no one noticed her figure. None of these local cultivators in Zhuzhou had the highest level of cultivation beyond the Golden Pill.
She waited silently for the group to finish the sacrifice. The old man on the altar turned to the tribe and said, "The world has been in chaos. Only by keeping a low profile can we avoid the chaos and avoid interacting with people from other tribes."
The tribesmen responded very respectfully.
The old man nodded and waved to them, "Let's all go back and practice hard. Just regard this period of time as God's test for us."
"yes."
The tribesmen responded again, stood up slowly, and left one by one.
Only a few half-year-old children hesitated to leave and simply asked, "Grandpa, can't you even contact people from Fenghui Valley?"
The old man doted on the children very much. He walked down slowly on crutches and raised his hand as if to touch the children's heads, but the children were already close to him in height, so he had no choice but to stop.
"Xiaoye, grandpa knows that you are friends with several children from Fenghui Valley, but they are completely confused now. Grandpa doesn't want you to bring chaos back to the clan."
The child was still naive, "Is it because they failed in Kunxu and were abandoned by their gods? But didn't they attract new gods? Those strange 'gods' who can be resurrected anytime and anywhere?"
"Nonsense!" Suddenly, the old man yelled angrily, "Those group are just a group of outsiders who destroyed our Zhuzhou. They never regarded us as human beings, but only regarded us as people with pitiful thinking. Even if they were killed, These outsiders, puppets that can be pieced together again and come alive, you still think of them as gods!"
He spoke too hastily, and he coughed violently as soon as he finished speaking.
"I'm sorry, Grandpa, we are ignorant, we shouldn't be angry with you."
The old man coughed for a while before he calmed down and raised his hand to wave.
"It's okay, Grandpa is too impatient." After the old man calmed down, he said seriously, "Jiuzhou is so big, there may be many things that are beyond common sense and even weird. Sometimes we have to accept it, and sometimes we have to stop it, because if it doesn't happen, If we stop it, we won’t know if we will become the next Demonic Wasteland of the West, children, do you understand?”
The half-grown child didn't understand why there was such a connection, and just murmured to himself, "It turns out that they will cause the Demonic Wilderness in the West..."
The old man shook his head, knowing that he couldn't explain it to these children. Many things may be just a small deviation, but with the blessing of time, they will gradually enlarge like a snowball until they finally become something like the West Pole Demon. Such a threat.
"You...go back." The old man didn't want to say any more, "Just listen to grandpa and stop running around."
"oh oh."
The half-grown children curled their lips, looked at each other, took each other's hands and left.
After the children left, the old man covered his mouth and coughed again.
Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly heard footsteps coming from his side. The old man paused and even suppressed his cough.
He turned his eyes and saw the strange fairy standing next to him.
His eyes widened sharply, and he hesitated for a long time before holding back a few words, "You...you..."
Zhao Ning looked at him, "I don't mean to disturb you, I just heard the old gentleman talking to the children and couldn't help but come out to ask a question."
The old man was well-informed, and even though Zhao Ning's aura was restrained, he seemed to sense something, and turned to kneel down, because the old man's movements seemed extremely stiff.
Zhao Ningxu raised his hand, and the breeze blew around the old man, "No need to be polite."
The old man held the crutch tightly with both hands and leaned slightly, looking extremely nervous.
He said in a hoarse voice, "The fairy must be a real person or master from other cultivation worlds."
"Yes." Zhao Ning simply responded, turned to look at the ordinary altar, and asked, "Which ancient god is the old man worshiping?"
"No...no." He said, "It's just to pay homage to the ancestors of our Youyue clan."
Zhao Ning turned to look at him with disbelief.
But the old man explained very calmly, "Zhuzhou a few decades ago was not as depressed as it is now. At that time, Zhuzhou was like other cultivation worlds. There were powerful Nascent Souls at the top and countless junior Qi practitioners at the bottom. There are countless powerless cultivators who have awakened their alien talents. However, in the past few decades, for some unknown reason, the great masters have become more and more successful, their practice has stagnated, and those who have awakened their alien talents have been constantly counterattacked. Until now, Zhuzhou seems to have turned into a dead land."
Zhao Ning's expression didn't change at all, and she just asked, "Old sir, do you really not know the reason?"
The old man paused, "I know, because of what happened to Kunxu and the reincarnation of cause and effect, God's punishment will come after all."
But then the old man seemed to have accumulated years of unwillingness and anger. He raised his crutch and tapped the ground continuously, "But this is all caused by the group of red robes in Fenghui Valley, and it has nothing to do with us, the Youyue Clan. Relationship, why do we have to be so implicated?"
Zhao Ning just said indifferently, "Heaven and earth are unkind, and everything is like a rotten dog."
The old man closed his eyes suddenly, and then said, "I know, actually we all know, it is to punish us for our inaction."
"Back then, Fenghui Valley convened all the red-robed forces in Zhuzhou for a secret meeting. It happened that several of us from the Youyue tribe were also in Fenghui Valley. We heard the contents of their discussion and saw them offering sacrifices to the sky. After that, the sky Then the shadow of Jiuzhongtian vaguely appeared, and then a figure was projected on the altar, telling them that as long as they can complete what he told them, they can take them to Jiuzhou."
Zhao Ning's fingertips trembled, confirming that the word in the context was "Jiuzhou" and not "Kiuzhou".
"Yes, everyone in Zhuzhou knows about Jiuzhou." Even without Zhao Ning asking, the old man answered on his own, "No one knows the origin of the Demonic Wasteland in the West better than us in Zhuzhou. The map of Jiuzhou they have is ours." I have also collected most of them. No one can show the map of most of Kyushu and still naively think that Kyushu is only so big. From that time on, all the people in Zhuzhou began to isolate themselves. Maybe some people are really mentally damaged. , or maybe some people think that the ignorant cultivators outside are too ridiculous, and they have been so closed for nearly ten thousand years."
"It's just that none of us thought that after thousands of years, those newly born little guys did not experience the struggle and hesitation during the time when the truth was revealed. Instead, the seeds of resistance and rebellion began to sprout gradually, until the wind returned to the valley. The red robes listened to the strange figure's instructions and caused chaos in Kunxu before things calmed down again."
"It's precisely because we clearly knew that their actions were against the law and against humanity, but still chose to stand aside and protect ourselves, that we were implicated."
After the words fell, they seemed to be silent for a long time.
Until Zhao Ning murmured, "Has it really stopped?"
The old man paused, then suddenly knelt down with a plop, "Fairy, Fairy, the old man knows that you must be very capable. Please send those outsiders away. These guys who regard everything as child's play will eventually cause trouble." , they thought they were just playing, but the chaos and cause and effect they caused were borne by us, Zhuzhou, which is also a part of Jiuzhou, we dare not... dare not watch with cold eyes like before."
Zhao Ning looked down at him, but did not tell him that the matter had actually been solved by Leng Shuanglong. She just looked at the old man indifferently and burst into tears.
She even wanted to ask, when they knew that Zhuzhou's red robe would cause chaos in Kunxu, did they ever think about whether the people in Kunxu would be involved in the disaster and cause and effect.
"I'm just a casual cultivator." Zhao Ning said indifferently with his hands behind his back, "I don't have the ability to break the void, and I don't know where to send them."
"Fairy...Fairy..."
The old man raised his head in despair, his lips trembling, and the rest of his pleas were forced back.
Just listen to Zhao Ning say, "If you want to solve all this, you shouldn't tie yourself up in the mountains and forests and wait for others to ask for help. Those who save others will always save them."
With that said, Zhao Ning pulled out the corner of his clothes that was grabbed by the old man inch by inch, turned around and disappeared in front of him.
The old man howled on the spot for a long time. It was so long that several half-year-old children who had not gone far seemed to hear the sound and ran back after struggling for several times.
When he found the old man lying on the ground in pain, he was immediately shocked and said, "Grandpa, grandpa, what's wrong with you?"
The old man coughed violently and took a long time to wipe away his tears. "No...it's okay. Grandpa just knew for a moment that he had made a big mistake."
Several children didn't understand, and one person said, "Grandpa, you are the most virtuous and respected elder of our Youyue clan. How could you make a mistake? You must be overthinking, or someone is telling nonsense!"
The old man forced a smile, patted his head, and walked forward tremblingly on crutches. He was not near the end of his life, but he also had some cultivation. Such movements were completely affected by the trembling of his mind. the behavior of.
"Grandpa, where are you going?" Several half-year-old children chased after him.
"Go to the clan and call all the adults in the clan. We..." He said the last two words very hard, "Go home!"
Some children opened their eyes in excitement, "Are we going back to Lingyu Town?! We are really going back!"
"right!"
"But isn't it occupied by some untouchable guys?" The older child was worried.
But the old man said, "No matter how much I can't offend you, I will offend you today! We cultivators are still afraid of their pretentiousness!"
The momentum that burst out at this moment made several children become enthusiastic in an instant. The doubts and worries they had just forgotten were instantly forgotten, and then they even ran directly past the old man towards the clan.
While running, he shouted, "Go home. Grandpa is taking us home."
Until all the adults in the clan gathered around the old man, this group of people would not be as naive and simple as children. When everyone came, they would bring their magic weapons, talismans, secret treasures and other things at the bottom of the box. .
Instead, those excited children were driven back to the clan, leaving them waiting.
Without the children's commotion, everyone's face was full of confusion and fear.
"Mr. Chen, why...why do you want to arrange this suddenly? Didn't we hide well in the mountains and forests?"
"Yes, Mr. Chen, we just need to wait for these outsiders to break into Yangzhou. Sooner or later, the powerful people in Yangzhou will find something abnormal. When the time comes, they will help us deal with these outsiders."
"Shut up." The old man yelled, but his progress did not stop. "What if they find out and don't choose to deal with the outsiders, but seal the entire Zhuzhou? Isolate us and the outsiders from Kyushu, you How about that?"
The people behind who had just questioned seemed to have lost their voices for a moment.
The old man seemed to be about to throw everything away, "You have also seen that group of outsiders, like a group of locusts, even crazier than locusts. They don't care about death, don't need to rest, and don't care about propriety, justice, integrity, and all they do is have fun for themselves. Being locked up in the same territory as them, our living space will soon be eroded by them bit by bit. In the end, there will be no room for us to stand in Zhuzhou. And even if we want to escape, we can't break through the ban, so we can only It’s a waste of time!”
