I will bury the gods

The Undead Snowfield is surrounded by snow-capped mountains.

There are thick clouds above the snow field.

That is the cloud tomb falling along the world tree, which cuts off the light, the stars, the sun and the moon, keeping the undead snowfield in severe cold all year round.

Today, the Buddha's light was like a sharp sword, and it tore several holes in the Yun Tomb again.All the people of Zhenguo saw this soaring Buddha light, which was dazzling in the dark, as if a new sun was conceived under the clouds. People folded their hands together and kowtowed to the north, praying for the sun to rise again.

At the moment when the Buddha's light was bright, Shu Yao, who had been in a coma for seven days, opened her eyes with trembling eyelashes.

She looked sideways.

The door of the room was open, and there was a woman leaning against the door. The woman was looking at the golden light outside the window, but when she woke up, the other party looked at her immediately.

Against the backdrop of the golden light, the woman by the window was hard to distinguish, but all she could see was a tall and graceful black silhouette.

"Miss?"

Shuyu thought to herself, the only one who is willing to guard her by the bed is the young lady, but... Although the young lady has a good figure, she has not fallen to such a curvaceous figure. How many years have I been in a coma?

The woman walked towards her.

After the woman approached, Shu Yao could see her appearance clearly.

The person who came was dressed in snow-white Taoist robes, draped with black silk, and his body was as proud as a snow-capped mountain. His face was so beautiful that it was peerless. Master... what is it called?

"Are you awake?" Gong Yu asked.

"Are you waiting for me?"

After Shuyu finished asking, he moved his gaze down, only to find that the edge of the fairy's snow-white sleeve robe was already stained with blood, and the exposed catkin fingertips were also dripping with blood, the color was bleak.

"What happened in the dead spirit snowfield?" Gong Yu's voice was exhausted, and she asked coldly: "Also, did you set that seal? How can you break it?"

It was only then that she remembered what happened before she fell into a coma.

Sometimes the voice of the young lady's exhortations is close to my ears, and sometimes it seems like a world away.

Miss……

"Did you go to the Necromancer Snowfield?" Shuyu asked.

Gong Yu didn't answer.

The wet bloodstains on her hands are the proof that she smashed the seal for three days and three nights. However, no matter how strong Gongyu martial arts is, she is not a god like the Giant King. This layer of seal cannot be shaken.

Later, when she exhausted her strength and knelt down outside the snow field, it was Si Muxue who bandaged her wound.

After calming down, Gong Yu also thought about a lot of things. She knew that if she really broke the seal, the blocked darkness would flood the real country again, and she would also become the eternal sinner who destroyed the city and the country. Even if she saw Master at that time, she didn't know how to face him.But Lin Shouxi was in it, she didn't know whether she was alive or dead, and she was so anxious, how could she maintain her so-called calmness?

Looking at the complicated emotions in her long and autumnal eyes, Shuyu understood many things.

Shu Wei told her in detail what happened in the snowfield of the dead.

Gong Yu listened silently.

The giant king was defeated and died, Xiaohe awakened and proclaimed himself emperor, and then the Zhu clan was born, and wanted to escape from the world, but Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing tried their best to stop him. Door……

Shu Yu told her the ins and outs.

Gong Yu could imagine the scene at that time.

"I cut off Miss's life with my own hands." Shuyu blamed himself, and asked again: "Are you here to kill me? After all, your master was buried with him."

Wait, Lin Shouxi is her master, she is the master of the young lady, and Lin Shouxi is the dependent of the young lady... What is the relationship between this?Miss is so honorable and unique, why did she join such a sect that has lost all humanity and conscience?

She only realized something was wrong at this moment, but she couldn't think about it at all.

"Do not."

Gong Yu shook his head lightly: "You have done a remarkable thing."

After observing for a while, Shuyu was sure that she wasn't talking ironically. She had a much better impression of Miss, the human master... Well, at least her broad-mindedness is consistent with the outside.

"What happened outside?"

Looking at the golden shadow over the window, Shu Wei asked curiously.

"Do you want to see it?" Gong Yu asked.

"I can't seem to stand up." Shu said, "I can't feel the existence of my legs."

"Because it was gone in the first place." Gong Yu said.

"Huh?" Shuyu was shocked.

"I lied to you."

Gong Yu spoke lightly, and lifted her quilt.

Under the brocade quilt, Shuyu's body was still in good condition. She changed into a white silk skirt, and put on snow silk ice socks on her legs to block germs, all of which revealed her delicate beauty.

Shu Yao breathed a sigh of relief just now, and heard Gong Yu say:

"Your meridians have been severed, your blood has been drained, your spiritual roots have been shattered, and your cultivation has been completely lost. You should be unable to move your body for the time being."

After Shuyu heard this, her cheeks that were already as golden as paper became even paler.

"Have you seen a doctor?" She asked quickly.

"Lu Shu came to see." Gong Yu replied.

Lu Shu is not only a peerless beauty, but also the best doctor in the real country, who claims to be able to cure all chronic diseases.After hearing her name, Shu Yu was relieved a lot, and she asked in a low voice, "Did Miss Lu Shu say anything?"

"She told you to take good care of yourself." Gong Yu said slowly: "She also said, if you have any wishes, let us try our best to help you fulfill them."

Shu Yu was dumbfounded and her face turned paler, thinking that this is the meal of decapitation, why is it so tactful?
As if to fulfill the doctor's order, Gong Yu picked up Shuyu and brought her to the window.

Shuyu looked out.

Except for the sky full of golden shadows, she couldn't see anything clearly.

Simultaneously.

Inside the ancient temple of the gods.

Cracks appeared on the statue of the Dragon King on the pale side of the Dragon King Temple, which was vibrating endlessly.

In the temple of the evil god of the gray tomb, the statue of the evil god imagined by the world also cracked and collapsed in full view, and the smashed worshipers scattered and fled in all directions.

The three-flowered cat woke up from the dream, and the pupils of the Cangbi King were bright, looking to the north.

Chu Lu held his heart in his hands, feeling empty, as if he had lost something.

Not to mention the real country, even Chu Yingchan, who was thousands of miles away, woke up in a light sleep in the afternoon. She couldn't remember what dream she had, but she heard Bai Zhu asking why the little senior sister was crying.

The Buddha's light fell.

The world was silent again.

but.

The darkness that shrouded the real country gradually dissipated, and the long-lost sunshine fell down, illuminating the real country with ice and snow.

Ordinary people thought it was the blessing of the Bodhisattva, and knelt down to the north to express their gratitude.

Gong Yu knew that the battle between Xiaohe and the Lord of the Ash Tomb was over.

She doesn't know the outcome.

But she knew that the sealed door of Undead Snowfield had not been opened again.

One day, two days, three days... one month.

A month is fleeting, and the time has come to June.

Even in Zhenguo, which was bitterly cold, there were signs of warming up in June, and the old trees with frost skin and dragon scales bloomed beautiful new flowers one after another.

Outside the seal of the undead snowfield.

Gong Yu stood with his sleeves down, looking up at the towering peaks and mountains, waiting for it to open again.

But the sealed gate is as calm as death, as if it has not been shaken since ancient times.

This kind of waiting is as whimsical as a poor person staring at a stone, imagining that it turns into gold, but other than that, Gong Yu doesn't know what to do.

Therefore, Gong Yu simply stayed outside the seal.

Si Muxue and others often came to see her, and she didn't have much hospitality, she only served coarse tea. Several top monks in Zhenguo also wanted to visit her, but she turned them away.

There are no gods in Zhenguo, and Gong Yu is not only Shenshan but also the most powerful person in Zhenguo, but this most powerful person has no intention of dispute.

Another half month has passed.

Half a month later, outside Gongyu's door, a delicate and lovely girl suddenly came.

Standing under the snow peak, she rubbed her red hands, wondering where to go.

"What are you doing here?" Gong Yu asked through the door.

"I'm here to find my master." The girl replied.

"Is your master missing?" Gong Yu asked softly.

"Um……"

The girl said aggrievedly: "I have been waiting for the master to come back, but the master has not come back. He clearly said that as long as I win the competition, a celebration banquet will be held for me. I have been waiting, waiting... oh, Master can't be lying."

"When I was young, Master also said similar words to me." Gong Yu recalled.

"And then?" the girl asked.

"Then, I waited for him for 300 years." Gong Yu said softly.

The little girl outside the door didn't know whether she didn't hear clearly or she was frightened and stupid. She couldn't say a word. After hesitating for a long time, the girl said indignantly: "Your master is too much. How can you leave me behind?" How can you have such a bad master in the world for 300 years?"

"It's really bad." Gong Yu said.

"Hmm... my sister is so pitiful." The girl said pitifully, patted her chest again, and said happily: "Fortunately, my master is very good, he should not treat me like this."

"Is it."

"Of course, my master is the best master in the world." The girl put her hands on her hips, showing off the advantages of her master to her.

Gong Yu in snow-white fox fur was sitting by the window, gently stroking the soft shawl hanging on her knees and legs with her fingers, silently listening to the little girl showing off her treasures without interruption, and showing a knowing smile from time to time.

"Is my master very good?" the girl asked.

"Ah."

Gong Yu nodded and said: "When I was young, my master took care of me with the same care."

"Hmph, how can a truly responsible master be willing to leave his apprentice behind for 300 years? He must have other plans. Sister, you have to keep your eyes open." The girl reminded in a low voice.

Gong Yu smiled softly, noncommittal.

After a while, the girl asked again from outside the door: "Sister, is there any other house here? Why did I see this lonely house after walking so many ways?"

"Are you looking for someone?" Gong Yu asked.

"Ah."

The girl nodded and said: "A sister with many tails told me that my senior sister has also come to Zhenguo, which is near this snow mountain. I want to come to her and see if the master has been abducted by the senior sister."

The girl didn't wait for an answer, she thought that the elder sister didn't know, but just as she was about to leave, the door in front of her slowly opened.

The snow-white woman in fox fur had already stood behind the door, watching her quietly.

The girl was frightened by the appearance and temperament of the owner of the lonely house, and was at a loss for a moment.

She even wondered if she bumped into a haunted house and met a glamorous female ghost.

"Chu Lu, come in." Gong Yu said calmly.

"Hey, how do you know my name?"

While Chu Lu was surprised, she suddenly thought of a certain possibility. She opened her mouth slightly and said in a daze, "You...you are..."

"You can call me Senior Sister." Gong Yu said.

……

Undead Snowfield.

Ripples appeared on the surface of the icy sea under the rift valley.

Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing poked their heads out of the icy water.

The undead snowfield is filled with infinite darkness, and no light can be seen.

Lin Shouxi used the golden flame of the Holy King of Nine Mings as a barrier, and holding hands with Mu Shijing, walked through the deep ravine left by the war of gods, and walked towards the center of the snowfield.

A month ago, the war of gods ended.

Although they possessed the Fairy Mirror, the mother mirror of the Fairy Mirror was destroyed in the battle of gods. The last scene they saw from the mirror was just the monstrous waves entangled by golden light and black shadows.

They don't know the outcome of the war of gods.

It took Lin Shouxi a whole month to find the way out of the underground palace.

Today, they finally set foot on the snow again.

The world fell silent.

It was absolute dead silence.

There is no danger of dark tides, no life hidden in the cracks, no wind and no light, and even the wailing of the undead cannot be heard. The world is like a tombstone that makes all living beings mourn. On this sacred epitaph Before the Ming Dynasty, people couldn't even make a sad cry.

Lin Shouxi came to the snow field.

He saw the snow disaster beast.

Most of the snow disaster beasts have already died, and the few surviving ones were also frozen in the gray darkness, motionless like sculptures.

"careful!"

Mu Shijing suddenly grabbed Lin Shouxi's wrist.

Not far from them, the Sword of the Killing Clan hovered in the darkness, staring at them.

Mu Shijing was very nervous at first, but she soon discovered that this clan-killing sword was frozen in the darkness like the Snow Calamity Beast before, and remained motionless.Even if Mu Shijing had already walked in front of it, it didn't respond at all.

"No wonder I wanted to throw it here back then, so the darkness of this snowy field is its nemesis..." Mu Shijing murmured.

Although the Clan Killing Sword is terrifying, it is not like the origin after all. It has the power to destroy the world. Once the Clan Killing Sword is sealed by a more powerful substance, it will not be able to use it even if it has the power to reach the sky.

The fire at the city gate affected the fish in the pond. Under such a battle of gods, even such a mythical sword became a "fish in the pond" affected.

Of course, as long as the Clan Killing Sword is not truly destroyed, it will always be a serious problem.

Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing bypassed the sword of the Zhu clan and walked towards the center of the snow field.

The darkness in the center of the snowfield is as thick as a swamp.

Although the Flame of the Holy King of Nine Mings is naturally tired of the darkness of the dead, the golden flame he possesses is only a torch at best, how can it illuminate the entire night?

In fact, Lin Shouxi once felt that if he continued walking, the darkness would pierce the golden flames protecting his body and engulf the two of them together.

Finally, through the black ice and snow, they saw a faint light.

The shimmer is emitted by a block of ice several tens of feet high. The ice block is shaped like a budding lotus. It is crystal clear. Xiaohe, who is white in a white dress and snow-covered, is frozen in the ice lotus. In the posture of swinging the sword, her slender legs are more crystal clear and pure white than ice and snow, but her eyes have been closed, and she is as quiet as sleep.

"Xiaohe..."

Lin Shouxi finally saw her again.

But Wu Youhe could no longer respond to his call.

"It's the gray tomb."

Mu Shijing thought for a long time, opened his mouth slowly, and explained: "The king of the gray tomb failed to defeat Xiaohe. At the last moment when he was about to be killed, this evil king opened the gray tomb."

"Grey tomb?"

"Well, this is the ultimate stunt of the Lord of the Gray Tomb. It directly destroys its own form and god, and makes itself and the heavens and the earth one. Well... this kind of behavior is like a baby killing itself. It is incredible to let oneself incarnate into the mother body that gave birth to him. In short, the king of the gray tomb disappeared, and it became the gray tomb itself. In the gray tomb, everything stagnated. The gray tomb will give birth to a new king of the gray tomb!"

"This is the evil god's way of living to death, without breaking or standing. It degenerates itself into a mother's nest, and then uses the mother's nest to re-hatch itself!"

Mu Shijing's voice turned cold.

She remembered it all...

Back then, the reason why Pai Bai did not kill the Lord of the Gray Tomb, but chose to seal it, was because he wanted to use its darkness to lock up the clan-slaying sword, and secondly, the Lord of the Gray Tomb also chose to self-destruct. This undead snowfield is the 'mother's nest' formed when it self-destructed back then, and the Lord of the Gray Tomb born today is actually not the same end as it was hundreds of millions of years ago.

"Facing the 'grave of gray', Xiaohe couldn't think of a way to crack it, so at the last moment, she used her divinity to freeze herself to resist the erosion of darkness."

Mu Shijing guessed what happened at the end of the war of gods.

But even if this speculation is correct, nothing seems to change.

"But one day, the darkness will swallow Xiaohe, right?" Lin Shouxi said.

Mu Shijing nodded.

Xiaohe sleeps and does not wake up, and the darkness will never die. When one day, the darkness gives birth to an evil monarch again, Xiaohe will not even be able to protect herself, and the divinity she plundered from the emperor will become a new one. Nourishment for the Lord of the Gray Tomb.

"Only we can save her." Lin Shouxi said.

"Ah."

Mu Shijing nodded.

After Xiaohe frozen herself, they became the last hope.However, this so-called hope is hard to protect itself, so how can it save Xiaohe from the dark abyss?

While Mu Shijing's mind was faltering, Lin Shouxi's eyes became more and more determined.

"Do you have a solution?" Mu Shijing asked suspiciously.

"That day, you told me that Pale had spent 10 years imagining a god who was more powerful than her. She imagined that god could save everything, the Sun God, right?" Lin Shouxi asked.

Mu Shijing nodded, and asked again: "Do you believe in the existence of that Sun God?"

"Doesn't it exist?" Lin Shouxi asked back.

Mu Shijing felt that Lin Shouxi was crazy about Xiaohe because of his heart.

"If it doesn't exist, then what am I?" Lin Shouxi asked again.

"Are you... ridiculous?"

"Hmm, ridiculous."

Lin Shouxi thought a lot this month, many backlogged ideas, and finally said at this moment: "Absurd, imagination is absurd, and at the same time, absurdity is also the starting point of imagination. If it is not absurd, imagination is not enough to be called imagination." Therefore, I am also the origin of all imaginations, and the end of this imagination is the pale ultimate imagination - a great sun god who saves everything, that is to say, I am not only absurd, but also the great sun god origin!"

Lin Shouxi stared into Mu Shijing's eyes and said, "I am the origin of the sun."

"how is this possible?"

Mu Shijing felt even more incredible.

"Why is it impossible?"

Lin Shouxi said: "In this world, there are many unexplainable things, such as where the gods in the tomb of the gods came from, such as who the Holy King of Nine Mings is, these unexplainable things are very likely to be unexplainable things. Imaginations of existence, they are the cracks between fantasy and reality, and now, for various reasons, so-called fantasy is becoming real."

"You are the pale from the past, and I am the Nine Sage King who came from the future."

"I will definitely become the King of the Nine Sages."

In the darkness, Lin Shouxi's eyes became more and more crazy. He raised his hand and swore to the night sky: "I want to become the King of the Nine Sages, I carry a divine cauldron, and I want to make a sun for Xiaohe!"