Tianshan.
The legendary Moon Moon Peak is the closest to the Lunar Star.
A goddess with feet like snow dances in a lotus pond in the ice and snow, spinning and spinning, as if she is never tired...
The bright moonlight fell on her face.
Thirty years have passed.
The years have left traces on her face, but the beautiful white lotus in the pond, which is said to be a magical object that can make people reborn and live forever, seems to never bloom.
"Alas~~~"
A quiet sigh.
Su'e slowly stopped and stepped barefoot in the water, with a very complicated look on her face.
In the past thirty years, she has traveled all over the mountains, lakes and seas, searched all over the nine heavens and ten places, tried countless methods, experienced all kinds of hardships and dangers, and taken countless elixirs, but in the end she was unable to stop the flow of divine power.
I can't stop the traces of time on my face.
The aging and decay of mortals gradually appeared in her.
Ten years ago.
Su'e broke the boat and came to the Tianshan Mountain. According to legend, the Moon Peak is the closest to the lunar star, and saw this innate god that can make people become gods.
pity.
The innate white lotus has not yet matured.
And the years have left more and more traces on her body. She...may not be able to wait for that day.
'Wow~~'
The clothes were scattered.
Her delicate body, brighter than the moonlight in the sky, slowly dipped into the pool water.
Flowing around.
Su'e stroked her jade-like arms and felt that the slowly passing years on her body seemed to be delayed a little.
"Yi~~Are you okay now?"
The soft voice was full of longing, melancholy, and a hint of unspeakable resentment.
for a long time.
Su'e's expression gradually became firm.
"I will not give up."
"Ascension, I will definitely be able to ascend. I will regain my divine power, return to the Taiyin Star, and practice in the Taiyin for ten thousand years, one hundred thousand years, one million years. As long as I can return to the Taiyin, I will have the hope of defeating the emperor. …”
"Yi, I won't give up."
"wait for me……"
The voice gradually became ethereal.
The goddess in the pool closed her slightly wrinkled eyes and began to practice day after day.
If Yang Gang were here.
Maybe you will understand why Hanxiang in the later life and the female sword fairy in Hanxiang's previous life are so persistent in practicing.
The firmness of their Taoist hearts all comes from this ancient love.
The so-called eternal life calamity.
It is not the life and death disasters in the past where there was no hope, but the life span disasters that make people more desperate and powerless.
Su'e is racing against time.
Before her lifespan reaches the end, she waits for the snow lotus to bloom in the snow pond of Tianshan Mountain.
In the blink of an eye, another twenty years pass.
Yang Gang has completely entered old age, with gray hair on his head, like a dying old man, and he no longer has any of the high-spirited and heroic spirit in the past.
And Su'e, who is far away in Tianshan, waiting for her last chance, also has her temples dyed white, her face still retains a bit of its past glory, and the vitality and confidence between her eyebrows are no longer there.
She lost all her mirrors and didn't even dare look down at her reflection in the water.
Death may be just a reincarnation for her.
But her aging appearance, her gradually dissipating divine power, and her hopeless future plunged her into complete despair.
Finally on this day.
Su'e looked at the snow lotus growing quietly in the pond and showed an open-minded smile.
"Well, maybe I really shouldn't be so insistent..."
"Yi, are you here too?"
"Are you still waiting for me?"
"Maybe my leaving back then has completely broken your heart."
"I just hope... I can see you one last time."
The woman who had been sitting in the pool for thirty years slowly stood up, put on the most gorgeous dress in the past, and faced the mirror-like ice wall calmly for the first time in thirty years, and began to dress carefully.
She wants the people in her heart to see her most beautiful side.
Even if her appearance is old and her youth is gone, she will still try her best.
Another five years.
Su'e, who had completely lost her supernatural power, staggered on the ancient land. It took her five years to finally reach the hut where the two of them lived.
As far as the eye can see, only half of the ruins are in ruins.
Decades have passed and everything has changed.
Yang Gang has been homeless for many times and no longer lives here. The house that no one had repaired has collapsed and is covered with circles of cobwebs, telling the traces of the passage of time.
"gone."
Su'e suddenly felt a heart-wrenching pain.
"Have you already ascended, or have you entered reincarnation before me?"
"Isn't there a trace of the place where we have lived for thirty years that is worthy of your nostalgia?"
"Yi~~"
Su'e sat blankly in front of the dilapidated yard, her eyes blurred before she knew it, and she shed two lines of tears like ice and snow.
"Yi~~"
"Where are you?"
Flustered, helpless, and miserable, Su'e covered her mouth and cried silently. She felt that the world was huge, but she seemed to be alone.
The Lunar Star was destroyed.
My beloved master has disappeared.
Even the person I loved the most in my heart had completely lost contact with him.
What's the point of living alone in this world?
The strong resentment and regret completely broke down the defense line in the heart of the former goddess. I hate the sky, I hate the earth, I hate myself... I hate the sky for being ruthless, I hate the earth for being unloving, I hate myself for being incompetent...
this moment.
All that was left in her heart was deep hatred for Emperor Jun, the Lord of Heaven.
"If everything could happen again..."
"If there is still a chance to choose, I will definitely seize every opportunity. The elixir... If there is still the elixir, I can wait until the innate snow lotus matures, and I can..."
But everything is irreversible.
Su'e walked in despair on the vast land. One month, one year... her body became older and weaker, and even dealing with some wild beasts became a problem.
Finally on this day.
She heard a message.
On the bank of Luoyue Lake, there is a manor named Yang. There lives a great hero who has saved the world in the past. He has many servants, lives a wealthy life, and lives a very luxurious life every day.
"is it him?"
Su'e was shocked and moved numbly towards the manor.
The sun sets.
The old and rickety back was elongated.
'Gulu gulu~~' The carriage passed by, and a curtain was lifted, revealing an old face, with the former fortitude vaguely visible on the snow-white temples.
"Yi~~"
Su'e stood there blankly, looking at the side face in a daze.
The old man in the carriage glanced at her, but seemed not to recognize her at all, and drove forward without stopping.
'Kekeke~~'
Youthful laughter came from the carriage, and it seemed that a woman was laughing very happily.
"he……"
Su'e's heart was shocked and she looked at the horse carriage going away in disbelief.
"he's changed."
"why why……"
The once aloof goddess was completely confused. She clutched her chest tightly and leaned against the pillar on the street, feeling that her heart ached so much. He couldn't believe what he saw. He couldn't believe that such a change would happen to the steadfast and powerful man in the past.
'GuluGulu~~'
The wheels kept rolling.
"Grandpa, what are you looking at?"
The innocent and young girl in her teens raised her head and asked curiously.
Yang Gang withdrew his gaze.
He said calmly: "I just saw an old friend I have been waiting for for a long time."
"I've been waiting for a long time, so why doesn't grandpa go see her?"
the girl asked strangely.
Her name is Wang Yue, she is Pang Meng's granddaughter and the fifth daughter born to the little boy named Xiao Dao.
"Why……"
Yang Gang sighed silently, looking at the passing scenery outside the carriage, and remained silent for a long time.
Waited for so many years.
Finally she came back.
How could he ruin his eternal plan because of the pity in his heart and the impulse of the moment?
The shortcomings in my heart can only be left to the future to make up for it.
(End of chapter)
