long night walk

Chapter 1664: The Origin of the Disaster
The huge water sword instantly submerged Aiwu's figure and made it disappear.

As the sword fell, huge waves of blades rose up on the river surface, and the bottomless river abyss was torn into a huge sword mark.

From the gap of the sword mark that reached the bottom of the river, thousands of water-shaped three-foot-long swords spread out, scattering in all directions like fish, swimming deep into every area of ​​the river.

The tail of each water-shaped sword dragged out a long blue flame that looked like sword fire.

The blue flame seemed to contain some kind of purification magic, and the strange and polluted smell in the river area was purified and washed away completely with tremendous force.

All things flow in the water and finally return to the belly of the water. After the water sword reaches the bottom, the six magic symbols between Baili An's eyebrows light up. His mind turns at will and turns into a giant snake. It opens its mouth and swallows the 100,000 evil spirits in the river, implying a sense of deathly silence that takes away all lives.

The river area that was originally full of life was gradually "killed" and turned into an absolutely pure water area that was ruthless, impermanent and lifeless.

It was so clear that even the dark outlines beneath the abyss could be seen clearly.

In this vast river area, there is no longer any breath of life.

Every blade of grass, every tree, every flower and every stone were washed clean by the sword of water.

In the grass and bushes all around, several ferocious figures like evil spirits appeared. Driven by their greedy nature, they bravely rushed out and jumped into the clear river water. In an instant, they were like evil spirits falling into the Sansheng River, being ferried away into nothingness, with their souls no longer there.

The clear and clean river was reflected in Cangnanyi's black and white eyes. Her calm and deep eyes stared at the long river without blinking.

After a long while, he said quietly, "If there was such a river in Kunlun a hundred thousand years ago, there would be no such thing as a disaster."

This seemingly emotional sentence surprised Baili Anxin.

He had long known that the Empress had been in trouble with water shortage a hundred thousand years ago, but what had really forced her into her current situation was the accumulated dryness and waste of water day and night over the next hundred thousand years.

Although it is wider than the river area, it can only solve the difficulties faced ten thousand years ago.

Then, how much water veins are needed to replenish the exhausted body of the Empress?

Bailian couldn't imagine it.

He calmed down, looked at the profile of the queen, suppressed his emotions, and said quietly: "My queen, this river has been cleared of all the evil things. I wonder if you can enter the river to avert the disaster."

Cangnanyi nodded slightly and said, "This river is now impenetrable to all kinds of attacks under the power of your sword. It is a thousand times better than the safe house on the ghost ship under the river. If I still say no, I would be too ignorant. But..."

She raised her clear and graceful eyes with a faint smile in them, and said, "I didn't know that I had never formally taught you the Pure Word Technique, but you, a young man, were able to comprehend it to this extent. With this kind of talent, I think you are a good candidate for cultivating immortals."

"If you cultivate immortality, the imperial way will last forever."

Hearing this, Bailian's eyes couldn't help but flicker. He smiled faintly and said, "Your Majesty, what you said is right. In addition to cultivating immortals, is it possible that I am not a good candidate for cultivating demons and monsters?"

Cangnanyi was silent for a moment, and her pale pink lips curled up lazily, "That makes sense."

Baili An held the sword under his feet, stretched out a hand towards Cangnanyi, lowered his head slightly, and said softly: "I will go into the water with the queen to protect you."

Cangnanyi looked at the hand he handed over and did not refuse. She placed her hand in his slightly cool palm.

The sword they were holding sank, and the two of them followed it, falling into the sword mark under the river, which was as huge as a chasm.

The space within the sword mark was hollow and waterless, and the water from the rivers on both sides was isolated by the invisible sword force.

The two figures sank all the way down, until they landed on a soft underground world of river mud, and Cangnanyi let go of Bailian's hand.

Through the sword-marked water curtain, a huge black shadow can be vaguely seen in the distance. From the top of the river, the shadow looks like a dark world burying itself in the bottom of the river.

Now, deep in the river, I found that the huge shadow was not a one-sided object, but a huge dark palace covered with invisible colors.

It seemed as if it was sealed in this river area by some ancient and corrupt power. It was dead and without any breath of life.

Cangnanyi picked up a green willow leaf from her arms. The willow leaf was winding like a thin scimitar and flipped over her slender and icy white body.

"That is the true incarnation of the Black River. If we want to return to our own world, we have to cross that river. Of course, I don't need to explain this. Since you have accepted half of the authority of the rules of the river boat, I think you have already learned about the information of the Black River from those rules."

Otherwise, how could this sword hit so accurately and land right near the outer area of ​​the Black Yin River?
Cangnanyi flicked his fingers, and green leaves flew out from his fingertips. The moment they touched the ground, countless intertwined vines and roots grew rapidly, woven together, and soon a wooden house with intricate branches and leaves grew in this world at the bottom of the river.

Bailian knew that this wooden house was both a shelter and a barrier.

When Cangnan Yi transforms the calamity, he must lead the calamity out of his body.

The evil energy in her body will inevitably affect external objects.

He is the only external object here.

Therefore, she summoned this wooden house not to protect herself, but to protect him.

After watching Cangnan Yi enter the wooden house, Baili An sat on the ground and inserted the Tiance Junshan sword into the ground in front of him.

Countless aqua-blue sword qi floated out from the sword tip and transformed into countless spiritual threads that spread all around, forming an invisible barrier that lingered around the wooden house.

Cangnan Yi sat in meditation to transform the calamity energy in his body. This process was undoubtedly very dangerous and very long.

Bailian has made up his mind to sit here for a long time to calm his mind and character.

Although the flow of time in this world is many times slower than that in the outside world, under normal circumstances, it is indeed an excellent place for spiritual practice.

But unfortunately, this world does not have any spiritual power, and any cultivation system in the world will not work here.

Fortunately, Bailian used the mark between his arms to open a spiritual power gap in his body.

Now that he was in a state of meditation, he could use the limited spiritual power in his body to cleanse his tendons and veins that seemed to be frozen.

The few spiritual powers that could be used to regulate the operation, like warm water, constantly washed and dissolved the frozen spiritual veins.

Every time the spiritual power circulates throughout the body, the spiritual power thread will become thicker.

In this silent and deserted world at the bottom of the river, without the light of day, the sword marks lasted for a long time. By the time Bailian had completely dissolved the thick layer of ice in his body that seemed to seal his spiritual power, demonic power, and dark blood power, hundreds of years had passed.

He slowly opened his eyes, and in his eyes flashes of spiritual power symbolizing three different attributes.

Bailian could feel that the six divine talismans with deep and stable spiritual power in his spiritual sea of ​​consciousness had entered a powerful dormant state, each illuminating the six divine realms in the spiritual ocean.

The three forces intertwined and complemented each other, and they no longer repelled each other. Even though Bailian had not absorbed blood for hundreds of years since he came to this world, the blood in his body was still vigorous and powerful under the complementation of spiritual power and demonic power. In fact, these three completely different cultivation systems, now in this body, have formed a new, endless cultivation system using these hundreds of years.

Even though this world has no spiritual power.

But with the interweaving of the three forces in the body, it seemed to form a naturally grown spiritual vein that nourished the world of heaven and earth.

The sun, moon and stars grow longer, there is light rain and cold snow, the stars of the four seasons, and the rules of growth have taken shape in the small world.

Bailian let out a long breath. His body had adjusted to its best condition. Even the injuries he suffered in those battles had now fully healed.

He rubbed his neck, and the bones of his neck creaked and crackled. After a hundred years of meditation, he felt indescribably refreshed.

He twisted his slightly stiff neck and looked back at the wooden house behind him. The vines entwined around the house were green and lush, and although they were a little sparse, they were full of vitality.

Judging from the situation, it is obvious that Cangnan Yi's process of transforming the disaster should be going smoothly.

Being transformed into the danger of the dust calamity is tantamount to plunging into a journey through the six realms of calamity. The obstacles that Cangnan Yi broke were not the obstacles in his own destiny, but the countless obstacles among all living beings.

This also means that she has to get rid of all the killing obstacles among all living beings in this mortal world one by one.

Since ancient times, there have been many cases of husbands and wives killing each other, siblings fighting, sons killing their fathers, and fathers eating their sons, all of which have become obstacles and hindrances.

Ordinary ascetics would easily fall into madness and become possessed by demons just by being involved in the killing obstacles that they don't want to do, or they would sink into the obsession and desires of that obstacle.

Not to mention that she has to live with these killing obstacles and desires for a long time. She has to ensure that she is not affected by the killing obstacles, and at the same time not be seduced by the desires and obsessions.

It is also important to distinguish that you and the one who is trapped are not the same person.

It is easy to say that we should maintain our original mind, but who can achieve absolute purity of mind?

Without love and romance, it is hard to cross the Forgetful River.

Such a long process was destined to be boring for Bailian.

He looked at the endless vitality and clean air in the wooden house, and couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration in his heart.

Hundreds of years passed like a dream, the time passed in a flash, and the Huabiao lasted for a thousand years.

Bailian has not stood up or moved since he sat under the sword, and his clothes are covered with a layer of yellow traces of time.

The long-term calming down and settling of his mind made his mind, which was not impetuous to begin with, even more profound. No matter what the situation was, he could always maintain a gentle patience like an old monk in meditation.

Even though he was in the body of a demon at the moment, the aura he exuded was peaceful and tranquil. Although he was deliberately practicing Kunlun, the aura he exuded at this moment was almost the same as that of a real demon fairy.

He raised his old yellowed sleeves, lowered his eyes and smiled at himself, muttering to himself: "This doesn't count as sitting there for a hundred years."

As he spoke, he stretched out his body and looked back at the wooden house day after day. The next moment, the smile on his face disappeared and his eyes became deep.

But I saw that the vines and flowers that were wrapped around the wooden house gradually withered and died without me noticing at some point.

He stood up suddenly from the ground.

There was a slight "creak" sound.

The wooden door was pushed open by a jade hand.

Cangnan was standing against the light, wearing the same blue dress as before, which fluttered in the wind. In that brief moment, it was like a picture that was forever still.

Her dark eyes revealed a hazy pure color. As she raised her sleeves and swayed, she shook off the worldly aura. The dim light from the bottom of the sea fell on her body, like flowing water.

She stared at Bailian calmly, as clear as a stream under ice. Suddenly she smiled quietly and said, "Disciple, it's been a long time since we last met."

Bailian saw that she was elegant and radiant, with a light dress loosely tied around her waist and a red string tied around her finger. The emerald green jade had turned into a deep red like blood at some point.

He couldn't help but be stunned and asked the question in his heart: "My lady, why did you come out early?"

Even though I firmly believe that she has extraordinary abilities.

But Bailian didn't think that she could resolve her own disaster in a few hundred years.

For her to be able to leave the country early, there must have been some kind of emergency.

Cangnanyi did not avoid Bailian's eyes full of doubt. She walked over to him, raised her hand to brush off the thick dust on his body, and said lightly: "The calamity of Kunlun has been resolved. I will take you back first."

If the person who said this had not been Cangnan Yi, Bailian would almost think that he was hallucinating.

He vaguely felt that something was strange, but Cangnanyi had no reason to lie to him.

He was silent for a moment, then carefully looked Cangnan Yi up and down again, and said, "Is the Madam really alright?"

Seeing that he didn't believe her, Cangnanyi smiled slightly and raised her fair and slender hand. On her white palm, a golden gem like a small star was shining brightly, with a holy light. It was the source of her divinity.

This was the first time Bailian saw the Empress's true form, and he couldn't help but open his eyes wide.

Even though the divine source was only half the size of a palm, the light it emitted was gentle, and seemed to have the power to embrace and swallow up all things, as if it contained a vast and supreme world.

It still makes people feel shocked.

He saw that the divine source had a pure luster, without any dust or dirt from the inside to the outside, and there was no trace of any dirty worldly air attached to it.

It seemed as if what she said was true, in these hundreds of years, the disaster had been overcome.

Bailian once again witnessed with his own eyes the greatness and incredibleness of the woman before him.

To overcome disasters and transcend worldly ties should be accompanied by great danger and a life-threatening calamity, but she is always able to make the impossible possible and do some unimaginable things.

"Don't show that expression, little disciple. You don't know that sometimes the things you do will make it difficult for people in this world to understand how you did it."

Cangnanyi patted his head, as if he knew what he was thinking at the moment.

Bailian saw her put away the divine source, and seemed to be paying attention to something, so he asked, "Madam, how much has your cultivation recovered tonight?"