I will bury the gods

Chapter 349 Kunlun Returns to the Ruins
Mu Shijing returned to the Taoist sect.

The Taoist gate was empty, and there was no one there.

Holding the small wooden box, she walked through the pear field and the wooden pavilion, and returned to the boudoir in the white snow. The door was pushed open, and the darkness was like the lingering dust covering the room.

Mu Shijing wanted to light a candle, but she failed after several attempts. She closed her eyes and sank limply in the wooden chair. Waking up, waking up and sleeping again, the fingers holding the wooden box sank deep into the wall of the box, sawdust stuck between her fingers, peeling off her nails bloody, the girl's pale hands trembled, her face But there is no expression, numb and empty.

She stared blankly at the small wooden box containing the ashes, and in her mind, the image of him hitting her at that moment kept recurring like a nightmare, almost overwhelming her sanity.

She suddenly realized that this was her destiny.

Back then, before the earth was frozen, the same thing happened in front of 'Miss'. Afterwards, she spent hundreds of millions of years of loneliness alone. It was the deepest loneliness. Just thinking about it would make her People go crazy.

In the small room, Mu Shijing drew the curtain and locked the door tightly. She curled herself up in the darkness, not wanting to go anywhere, but talking to the darkness alone.

These words were tantamount to nonsense. If Lin Shouxi was by her side, he would have taunted her mercilessly, but until her throat was burning like fire, there was no familiar sneer from the teenager.

Mu Shijing stopped talking.

She hugged her knees and sat alone in the dark for an unknown amount of time.

……

Xu is a day, Xu is a year, without the sun rising and the moon setting, time becomes blurred.

When the door was opened again, snow and dust had accumulated on it.

Mu Shijing walked out holding the small wooden box.

When she walked out this time, she put on a red and white satin dress with elegant makeup, her collarbone was white, her ankles were exquisite, her curves were slender because of her thinness, and she had a girlish demeanor, as if she was afraid of disturbing this girl. world.

The small wooden box was still held in her arms.

In the following days, Mu Shijing almost traveled all over the world.

She walked from Jiangnan to Mobei, climbed every mountain, floated every river, on the ridge of the roof, and in the boat, she whispered to the night, sometimes smiled, sometimes sad, as if someone really In response to her soliloquy.

In the vast and lonely land, she is the only ghost.

When she floated across the river where she fought with Yazi, Mu Shijing stopped shaking her hands. She bent down and looked at the notch on the boat for a while, then gently lifted the hem of her skirt and jumped into the river.

The surface of the water rippled.

Not long after, the girl poked her head out of the water with a silver hairpin in her hand.

"Look, I'm not lying. I told you that you can find it here, but you and Master still don't believe it. You really wronged a good man for nothing." silver hairpin.

The silver hairpin is engraved with the words "harmony with light and dust".

"Huh? Do you want to go back? I won't give it to you. If you take this, you will bully me again." Mu Shijing puffed his cheeks and said.

She lowered her head and gently lifted the hem of the skirt. The skirt was completely soaked by the lake water and stuck tightly to her pale skin. She showed a distressed look: "The skirt got wet because I was trying to pick this up. I'll change it." Put on your clothes, turn your back, don't peek."

Mu Shijing took out a set of white underwear from the package. The underwear was cut to fit and pressed to fit her figure, especially the thin pair of trousers, which were almost wrapped around her buttocks and legs, showing the curves. Her hands Pulling back her head and tying her long hair into a ponytail, the girl's blouse is gently lifted up and her waist is slightly exposed when doing this action.

"So nice."

Mu Shijing patted the wooden box lightly, and stepped her tender feet wrapped in silk stockings into the soft boots. Then, she frowned slightly: "Why are you wearing pants? We are going to climb the mountain later, the mountain road is difficult to walk, wearing Skirts are inconvenient."

Shake the boat to ferry and dock leisurely.

She searched the forest for a long time, and finally picked a package of snake blood pears.

"One for you, one for me, one for you, one for me, one for you... one for me."

Mu Shijing divided the pears, sat on the boat, swayed his legs slightly, and ate one after another.

"Why don't you eat it? If you don't eat it, I will."

As Mu Shijing said, he also grabbed the red pears that were placed on the small wooden box, and ate them up.

The boat floated gently on the water.

The girl put the freshly made flute to her lips, and played with it casually, with a melodious tune.

The mountain is lonely.

Mu Shijing carried Lin Shouxi to climb the mountain.

When walking through a rocky mountain road, her shoes and socks were worn out together. She sat on the stone, curled her legs, and peeled off the snow-white silk socks with a face of reluctance, then leaned forward, gently Rubbing his little feet, he looked sideways at the small wooden box and said, "This mountain is so high, do you want to go to the top of the mountain, or do you want to rest here for a while?"

Then, the girl picked up the wooden box, put her close to her ear, and listened carefully.

After a long time, the girl blinked and said dotingly: "I know, I know."

They rested on the mountainside for a long time.

Mu Shijing fell asleep leaning against a stone. At midnight, she suddenly woke up. When she woke up, her eyes concealed the fear that penetrated into the bone marrow. She looked at the small wooden box beside her, staring blankly for a long time. Then, she released the He took off his coat and gently draped it on the small wooden box.

"The dew is heavy late at night, don't catch a cold." Mu Shijing reminded.

Got another sleep.

After that, Mu Shijing changed into a new pair of shoes, and led Lin Shouxi all the way to the top of the mountain.

Looking from the top of the mountain, beyond the vast sea of ​​clouds, you can vaguely see the outline of the sun.

Mu Shijing watched for a long time.

"It's about to rise." The girl tilted her head and said.

The sun did not give her affection.

Mu Shijing sighed, and walked down the mountain in disappointment.

She came to a nearby restaurant.

"What do you want to eat today?" Mu Shijing asked.

She moved her ear to the small wooden box again, nodded after a while, and said, "My sister knows."

She went straight to the back kitchen of the restaurant.

Then, there was a crackling sound, and when she came back, Mu Shijing was ashamed, but her eyes were full of light. She said, "The process was a bit bumpy, but it's finally worked out. Let's try it together."

Two bowls, two pairs of chopsticks.

Mu Shijing took a sip by herself, with a slight smile on her face, she pushed the bowl to Lin Shouxi, and said, "You should eat more, my sister doesn't seem so hungry anymore."

Out of the restaurant, came to the street.

Mu Shijing took out a wad of paper money, lit it on fire, and generously burned it to Lin Shouxi. She said, "Buy what you like, and ask me if you don't have enough."

Mu Shijing walked slowly through the street, looking left and right, lingering in front of each stall.

As she walked, she saw a Shangyuan lamp hanging in the corner of the eaves.

Like a nightmare hitting her pupils, for an instant, Mu Shijing's face was ferocious, and her eyes almost killed people. She rushed towards the lantern, as if she was rushing towards a deeply hated enemy, tearing it to pieces.

She knelt on the long street, turned around after a long time, looked at the small wooden box quietly pressed on the street, smiled tremblingly, and asked carefully: "Didn't it scare you?"

Mu Shijing got up quietly, tiptoed, and slowly returned to the small wooden box.

She knelt down softly, and bent down softly on the small wooden box.

early morning.

Mu Shijing woke up, and lazily stretched her arms. She sat on the ground, took out the small bronze mirror, touched up her makeup, and pulled a lock of hair behind her exquisite ears. Bronze Mirror took back the package.

Then, she took out several sets of clothes from the package and asked, "Which one do you think looks better?"

"Well... I have to wear it, I have to choose one! It's very cold in winter, and if I get sick, no one will take care of you." Mu Shijing said angrily.

Be quiet for a moment.

Mu Shijing nodded as if he had heard something, took out a pale yellow floral skirt, turned his back, and put it on in an orderly manner.

The long skirt was clear and beautiful, and the satin was covered with floral flowers. Wearing it on her body at the moment, it actually showed a somewhat unique charm, like a neighbor's reclusive sister.

Mu Shijing led him all the way.

A big river stood in front of him.

That is the Yangtze River.

Back then, Luo Shu was born here.

After time stopped, the Yangtze River stopped flowing.

"As the saying goes, the waves behind the Yangtze River drive the waves ahead, and now there is not even a wave."

Mu Shijing sat on the bank, looking at the stagnant river water, resting his cheeks in his hand, silent for a long time, then said: "However, I don't think the front wave and the back wave are important, the important thing is the Yangtze River, time will always run Yes, the water in the Yangtze River will definitely flow into the sea, unlike brooks and rivers, no matter how hard they work all their lives, they may only flow into the fields, twist and turn all their lives, and it will be difficult to get out."

"Do you think I'm right?" Mu Shijing knocked on the wooden box and snorted, "If you dare to say something wrong, I'll throw you into the river."

Mu Shijing crossed the Yangtze River and headed northwest.

She took him through the barren and desolate yellow sand ancient road.

The high-hanging Milky Way travels with them.

Great view.

It seems that we have come to the end of the world, and the snow-capped mountains in front of us are a barrier rising at the junction of heaven and earth.

Mu Shijing didn't feel tired.

She kept going forward, kept walking, the snow mountain was getting closer and closer in her field of vision, if it happened to be sunrise, she could see the superb view of the golden mountain in the sunshine, but unfortunately the sun never rises, she can only be alone in the severe cold Trek through the desolation to reach the highest mountain and the clearest pool in the world.

Arriving at the highest snow-capped mountain, standing still and looking into the distance, the outline of the sun sinking below the horizon became clearer.

"As long as you stand high enough, you can see the complete sun." Mu Shijing said, wrapping the fur coat tighter.

There is no more cold wind to rage the world.

Mu Shijing stands at the highest place in the world.

The girl's black hair hangs down quietly, her silk stockings are flat, she holds her chest up and raises her head, pulling this lonely snow peak even higher.

She held the small wooden box in her arms.

She looks into the distance.

The mountains stretched away, like the back of a black dragon.

After a long silence, the girl's red lips moved and she breathed lightly.

The air stream fluttered in the wind.

"It's going to whip up storms in the distance."

After Mu Shijing finished speaking, she sat down gently in the cold snow, closed her eyes, and seemed to have fallen into a long sleep.

……

100 years later.

Winter has not yet passed, the sun has not yet risen, when Mu Shijing opened his eyes, everything was still like yesterday.

Time has no meaning here.

Nothing has changed in the world either.

The young girl's face remained the same, she opened her eyes and looked at the distant dragon's veins on the ground, and there was a gleam of brilliance between her brows and eyes.

"It's time to wake up."

Mu Shijing patted the wooden box and said with a smile.

She walked down the mountain.

This time, she didn't ask Lin Shouxi where to go, she went straight to the Kunlun Mountains.

This legendary sacred mountain, where the Queen Mother of the West resides, is covered in silver, majestic and majestic, with a mysterious veil floating on it.

Unbeknownst to the world, there is a hidden cave covered in snow and ice in Kunlun Mountains.

The cave is shaped like an ancient wood, and there are a lot of bronze coffins buried in it. The roots of the inverted trees are thick, like giant rocks lying on the ground. Along this road, there is a huge bronze door. .

The bronze gate is carved with the same fairy beast as that of E city.

This fairy beast has a regular and solemn Kui pattern.

With Mu Shijing's arrival, Kui Wen opened his eyes.

"Is she in there?" Mu Shijing asked.

"Not here." Tong Kui said.

Mu Shijing smashed the copper kui with one punch, pushed the door open and entered.

There are many legends about Kunlun in the world, and this is one of them.Legend has it that someone once broke into this place by mistake, and the door was opened for him. He walked through the door and saw the ultimate secret of the world.

Today, Mu Shijing also walked in.

Behind the door is an abyss.

The abyss is pitch black, with no bottom visible.

Mu Shijing jumped down.

After a long time, she landed lightly on the ground.

As if she had come to the depths of purgatory, she was surrounded by densely packed bones and blood-red corpses, which were shaped like coral.

Walk along this long road of bones to the end.

Mu Shijing stopped in his tracks.

Something floated in front of her.

It was a cloudy yellow robe.

This is the last remnant robe of the king in yellow, only the size of a palm, and it looks extremely ridiculous.

"Why did you come here?" Huang Yi asked.

"Are you in such a hurry to seek death?" Mu Shijing asked back.

Huang Yi didn't refute, just said: "I thought you were crazy."

"With him by my side, I won't go crazy... It was the same back then, and it is still the same now." Mu Shijing held the small wooden box and smiled sickly.

Huang Yi remained silent.

This world was forcibly extracted from history by the patriarch, and Huang Yi could not leave this world. In the past 100 years, her last emotions have always been attached to this piece of clothes, lingering between heaven and earth.

Mu Shijing could not have imagined that a hundred years would be so fleeting.

The distance between the two is several feet.

Mu Shijing quickly walked to her side.

The girl stood on the cliff made of flesh and blood, looking down.

Through the darkness, she saw an extremely terrifying scene.

corpse.

It was a huge corpse that was hard to describe in words. It spread to both sides of the earth, and its spine was dozens of times wider than the widest river.

The legend of the dragon veins is not false.

Under the ground that people usually step on, there are really such terrifying giant corpses buried.

"It turns out that the pale bones are hidden here." Mu Shijing said.

"Ah."

The king in yellow responded and said, "She created this world."

It is precisely because of this giant corpse buried in the ground that this vast and prosperous planet is supported.

Mu Shijing was indifferent and speechless.

The pieces of clothes of the emperor in yellow fluttered silently before the pale corpse.

During the long silence, the monarch in yellow was the first to speak: "You must have thought everything through for you to come here."

"Ah."

Mu Shijing nodded, and she said: "A hundred years ago, he guessed the wrong answer, today, I will do it."

The girl put her hand on the urn.

In front of the king in yellow, the girl slowly drew out a completely black sword without a sheath, and the exposed edge reflected the girl's beautiful cheek.

After drawing the sword, Mu Shijing put the urn aside.

The urn was smashed, and there was nothing left inside.

Mu Shijing held the sword, turned the tip of the sword slightly, and aimed at the king in yellow.

"Lin Shouxi actually guessed the answer, but he was only half right."

Mu Shijing opened his red lips lightly, and said: "Many ancient books and murals today have pale images. Those images are similar, they are all ancient dragons with a ferocious face and wings covering the sky and sun, but this is just because people treat dragons weakly. It’s just my impression, not all dragons are born like this, such as Lord Blackscale.”

The black-scaled monarch has been entrenched at the bottom of the East Sea seal for many years. Its horns are like a deer, its body is like a python, its scales are like a carp, its claws are like an eagle, its beard flutters, and its reverse scales are hidden under its throat. It is completely different from the image of a dragon corpse.

Blackscale is an ancient god born from the poisonous spring, which is pale blood.

"Pale is different from Xubai and Cangbi King. He is not a ferocious ancient dragon with wings on his back. His shape is more like a black-scaled king. He is a monarch who rules the world like a python." Mu Shijing's words became more and more firm. , she continued: "Pale never had wings."

"In the endless darkness of loneliness, Pale imagined a pair of wings, let him hug himself from behind, and over time, the boundary between illusion and reality lost..." Mu Shijing stared at the yellow clothes, and said calmly: "There is a legend in this world. There are two divine swords, one is clan-killing, the other is absurd, among them, the absurd divine sword is forged from non-existent things, and it can destroy all non-existent things."

"Pale has no wings, she cut off the black wings she imagined, and used them to cast the divine sword Absurd." Mu Shijing concluded after closing the coffin, "This is the Black Phoenix, and this is the sword of Absurd."

In the court of God many years ago.

Mu Shijing took off his clothes and showed Lin Shouxi his back.

She has two scars on her back.

Scars are picturesque.

Many years later, Gong Yu picked her up. While bathing her, Gong Yu also noticed two scars like broken wings on her back. At that time, Gong Yu touched the scars with wet hands, and she easily wiped the scars. erased.

This delicate scar was originally painted.

It doesn't exist.

Therefore, Gong Yu soon forgot about this matter and never mentioned it again.

He used to be the pale wing, embracing her in the dark, covering the sky in the light, he was between illusion and reality, the most absurd existence in the world, originating from the original loneliness of the gods.

He is also the embodiment of primordial loneliness.

Mu Shijing thought of him, so he took hold of him.

The power of the god comes from the retrospection of memory - she is also chasing her own originality.

The king in yellow stared at the sword with emptiness and said, "It's really nostalgic."

In the secret cave in the center of Kunlun.

Mu Shijing raised the sword in his palm.

She cuts flat.

There is no sword intent, no trace of sword light.

This period of history is inherently illusory. If the patriarch hadn't forcibly manipulated it, it would have dissipated in the long river of time.

The sword of absurdity cuts through all absurdity.

After one strike, there was nothing left in front of Mu Shijing.

The whole world is destroyed.

The beam of time light bumped towards her from afar.

That was the right track of history, it was rushing towards her, everything around her receded, and the long-lost wind and rain in the dead city fell towards the bottom of her eyes.

"I'll take you home." Mu Shijing held the sword in his arms.

　Change first and then change.

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