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Chapter 757 226. Snow on the Cangshan Mountain

The dark green mountains stretch for thousands of miles, with ancient pines with twisted roots and gnarled branches. Now, as the fog comes, every pilgrim is shrouded in it, and every blade of grass and tree is also immersed in it.

Li Xi'an looked up from the Mingshi Tree and looked at the mountains shrouded in mist. The Taihang Mountains matched his aura and covered all directions, forming a huge domain. The spirits in the Cangshan Mountains did not know what was outside the mountains. This was a complex and intricate cosmic star map, with millions of morning stars rotating together, pulling out a huge tide of spiritual energy.

His spirit and magic were released here, the domain collapsed, protecting those lives while forming a terrible space-time fault.

As Li Xi'an closed his eyes, the last ray of light between heaven and earth disappeared into the starry sky. Dusk fell, and he slowly swayed his body and rose into the sky. The cold light reflected by his scales was like the setting sun.

At the top of the dangerous cliff, I suddenly heard the whistling of the wind.

The red light and shadow are fleeting.

Li Xi'an came from the depths of the sky in a red robe with wide sleeves. Branches and leaves and divine birds flowed on his clothes as he walked. He smiled, and his eyebrows were like the distant mountains of Taihang. Luo sat on a round stool in the pavilion, with a chessboard in front of him.

The fog was getting thicker, the temperature in the mountains was extremely low, and there was already a thin layer of snow outside the pavilion.

"It seems that you have finally made up your mind." Without even looking up, he said, "After doing all this, when are you going to set off? I know you. Once you find a way, you will not stop for a moment. But this time, at least you have a chance to say goodbye to them."

"A ray of residual light from the last era seems to be finally released back into the sky." Li Xi'an waved his sleeves to brush away the accumulated frost, and golden light poured out from the jar between his fingers. Suddenly, thunders sounded outside the pavilion and light rain began to fall.

Luo looked down and found that the chessboard in front of him had been moved, returning to a game long ago. He shook his head gently, never thinking that he could still remember it, but when he thought that the guy in front of him also remembered it, he was relieved again. Although these guys have always been pushing Kyushu forward, they occasionally belong to the past, when the responsibility was not so great, and it was so great that it encompassed the world of Kyushu.

Luo lowered his eyes and stroked the cracks on a bone armor, sighing: "The sound of the tide is like the old times."

"I can make these remain the same as before." Li Xian sat down and shook his head.

The faint light from the Mingshi tree outside the pavilion was ground into golden sand and sprinkled on the chessboard.

White mist suddenly emerged from the bottom of the stream, holding up the oath stone tablet carved by the Eight Kings of Taihang. They vowed to defend the mountain. In the days when Chengmian disappeared, they fought a bloody battle. The blood of living creatures soaked every corner of the mountain and was still hot under every inch of land.

Li Xian could feel traces of their presence.

He is the years, the time. Every moment of the past crawls through his skin and soul like the glimmer outside the pavilion at this moment. At this moment, these past things appear here with the cosmic law he casts. Luo stares at the stone tablet, his eyes like nails driving into every name on the stone tablet.

"There is also something like this in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, but it is engraved with my bone armor. Not only the rebellion of the old ancestors, but also the war against the Star Sea also killed many people... no, more people. Those bone armor tablets are still embedded in the cliffs of the Hundred Thousand Mountains. Every full moon will reflect the faces of those dead." Luo said, he paused, looked at Li Xian, and asked in a low voice: "Do you want all those creatures to come back?"

Li Xian tapped the stone table with his fingers, and a volume of ancient history suddenly emerged from the chessboard on the table. This was a pure creation of the universe, recording all the history that Li Xian knew.

"The star tracks of Jiuzhou are offset. You should see the inverted sea at the bottom of Longyuan." Li Xian did not answer directly. He brushed his fingertips across the bone armor in the palm of Mole. Those dormant cracks suddenly moved like living snakes. Mole was startled. This meant that the space here was also disordered, and it had a giant domain that was not inferior to the mist fault.

The mountain wind blew violently, and the roar of bronze chimes mixed with the sound of pine waves, which made my scalp numb in an instant.

This sound is not from this world, but from another time and space, or even another universe!

Has he connected to another universe?

"Reincarnation has pointed out a clear path for me, but it is only a clear path, and it cannot lead to the end." Li Xian's scales on his forearms were vaguely visible under his red clothes, and some of the scales were full of cracks. "Before leaving Longyuan, I touched upon the future of Jiuzhou in advance. This is the price of touching upon that future."

As soon as he finished speaking, the ancient history scroll on the stone case suddenly burst into a clanging sound! Black sand and gravel separated from the scroll, like thousands of ghosts leaping, the chess pieces between the squares trembled and floated, and there were vague figures floating in each chess piece, some playing the piano, some dancing with swords, and the one at the Tianyuan position was wrapped in black mist. Luo's pupils glowed with starlight, and he peeled off a corner of the black mist in an instant, and glimpsed the vague figure in the black mist holding a long spear similar to the one used by the Eight Desolations.

He crushed the bone armor in his palm, and the broken pieces scattered on the ancient history scroll, like a huge mountain falling from the sky. The chess piece lost its power and fell down, and the figure reflected in it disappeared. The black sand was still moving rhythmically, as if unwilling to be suppressed.

The rhythm on the chessboard caused the white mist in the mountain stream to condense into ice crystals, which then quickly fell to the ground, and the sky outside the pavilion was filled with splashing ice feathers.

"Why do you think I rejected the clear path pointed out by Lunhui? That path is incomplete, although it is the best she can do. But following this path... there will be a big trouble in the future." Li Xian was not surprised by Luo's reaction.

"What is that?" asked Mole.

"What do you mean?"

"What are those figures reflected in the ancient history scrolls?" "Would you believe me if I said I don't know?" Li Xian said.

Luo stared at Li Xian's eyes intently, and the pavilion fell silent in an instant.

At this time, goose feather snow suddenly floated in the mountain stream, and the snowflakes condensed into ice sculptures when they touched the pavilion. The divine bird pattern on Li Xi'an's red clothes stretched its wings as if alive, picked up an ice sculpture and threw it into the void. A picture appeared where the ice chips splashed - it was a mighty dragon king in feather clothes sitting on a lotus platform, with a lotus pond made of piled bones under his feet.

"This is the future I see from the Netherworld. This may represent a possible path I could choose. In this timeline, even if one becomes the Supreme, the end of the world cannot be avoided. I can't see the reason for the crisis in Kyushu for now... But I think it's because of the Cosmic Tree. Its birth is to destroy everything in the universe and reshape its body."

Li Xi'an's eyes sparkled with gilded ripples, and the mist behind him surged with the shadow of a giant dragon. The dragon shadow rushed out, coiled on the chessboard and turned into a dragon jade seal, pressing on the ancient history like a paperweight. The black sand formed into ice crystals, which were swept away by Li Xi'an's sleeves. The broken ice crystals fell on the stone slabs in the pavilion, making a crisp sound.

"You really don't know?" asked Luo.

Li Xi'an shook his head. "It's not easy to see this scene. There's no way to force it."

Luo stared at the bone armor fragments on the ancient history scroll, and after a moment he slowly said: "When I saw the figure in the black fog, I seemed to see something that had always made me palpitate. As early as the initial stage of the road to unity, a strange feeling of uneasiness followed me like a shadow. I once thought that it was the crisis that Jiuzhou was about to face that made me uneasy, but after the war, this feeling still existed, so that I had to stop the process of unity, and even considered whether I had been contaminated by filth quietly. If so, I had to use the transformation method in time to reshape the body of the law saint. But just now, I finally saw the source of the uneasiness, which came from the shadow on the road to unity."

Luo said: "When the road ahead is unclear, this is not the way back, this is the road of no return!"

Li Xi'an nodded. "If there is a chance, I will keep an eye on it... and pay attention to Qing Yan and the others. Perhaps a similar situation as yours will occur on the way back to the original path. This is not an anomaly left over from history, but comes from a certain moment in the future."

"Now that things have come to this, what are your plans?"

Li Xi'an said, "Wait."

"Who are you waiting for? The creature who is related to your journey back home?"

"It's him. He's very important."

Luo pondered for a moment, "I asked you a question before... about resurrecting lives from the past. Many lives were reborn in your hands, but many lives never came back to life. No matter how their relatives and friends begged you, you remained unmoved. Some people say that you only resurrected lives that you are familiar with, but if you ask me, there are probably not many lives in Jiuzhou that you are familiar with, but there are quite a few that have been resurrected."

"They have only one thing in common!" Luo raised a finger and whispered, "They are related to the Eight Immortals! No matter if they are enemies or died in their hands, as long as you have seen the eight ancestors with your own eyes, you will revive them... The past of a living being is made up of countless memories. I guess what you are going to do. You want to revive the eight ancestors! Not relying on the illusion of the past, but to make them return in reality!"

"When people see Yuchai Shunde, they mistakenly think that it was you who did it, but I know that Yuchai Shunde revived on her own. She broke the shackles of death on her own and walked out of the Pure Lotus Pond in your lake into the world. So until now, you have never brought any of the Eight Immortals back to life. It's not that you don't want to, but even if you hold the bone statues of the Eight Immortals, you can't do it."

"Why can't they do it?" Luo narrowed his eyes. "What can't the Time itself do? What's more, they are just Zhenyi. The creature that controls Time can erase the Supreme, but can't revive Zhenyi? I can only think of one answer, cause and effect entanglement! These eight old ancestors are burdened with heavy cause and effect that we can hardly imagine. The name of "immortal" is very abrupt, isn't it? There are not many records related to immortals in Jiuzhou until we go to Taixu, which is the origin of immortals. They are related to Taixu, and the involvement is huge!"

Luo paused, then changed the subject and gave the answer, "The creature you are waiting for... is Chengtian."

"Yes."

"It's not hard to guess that he is related to Taixu. Not long ago, he came to Jiuzhou in tatters and asked me to tear open the gate and send him back to Tianyang. Along with Chengtian, there was also the ancient world of Tian. Like Siming Shilu, they were bewitched by Sen and sealed somewhere. I don't know how Chengtian got rid of the restraints, so he had the opportunity to come to me."

"You went back to the secret era, and as a Lixian, you watched over Jiuzhou for several eras. The time and space you were in were on par with our era of rise, which means that the accidents we encountered in the past were not accidents. You need to get entangled with something yourself, otherwise, once the torrent of time is overwhelmed, you will not be able to find those people and things. The most obvious thing is that you need to rely on Hong to locate the position of this universe, otherwise it will be difficult to find it back here. I know you, Nanzhu, you are very efficient and rarely do useless work. So what do the characters behind Gujie, Liyou, etc. represent?"

Icicles fell from the eaves of the pavilion, refracting the faint light of Ming Shishu onto the chessboard.

Luo's eyes wandered along the tiny rays of light on the chessboard. The bone armor fragments gathered into raised dark gold square tablets between the chessboard squares. "I have set up Yuwen tablets in almost all the great realms of the universe to divide the boundaries and territories of the myriad races in this chaotic universe. Even the slightest spatial ripple in the universe cannot escape my eyes. I have walked through the Central Sky and the Great Wasteland. Not long ago, Cheng Tian was on the road to find you, but now he has stopped by the moon. The Yang Law Saint in Yin and Yang Returning to the Origin followed him."

Li Xi'an raised his head in response, and a dazzling golden light shone deep in his pupils.

The thunder roared from deep within the earth, shaking the golden sand of the Ming Dynasty tree like a waterfall.

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