fairy father

Chapter 616 Another story

The roc spread its wings and flew quickly.

Li Ping'an, who was sitting cross-legged among the golden feathers on the bird's back, had gradually stopped thinking and speculating, allowing his body and mind to empty.

As Chaos Clock says;
If this was also part of Wangri's plan, then Wangri had already anticipated his rush to the Chaos Sea and had even made preparations for it.

Wangri's plan is not set in stone.

The process he is currently going through may be a chain reaction caused by his transformation into Ji Dan to contact Donghuang Taiyi.

Can he really defeat such an enemy?

Or, once I accept that he is my other father, Li Dazhi, will my position change?

Li Pingan had no answer in his heart.

He was even a little afraid, afraid to touch this secret, afraid to know the so-called truth, afraid to see the old man who had always been "exceedingly" friendly to him really become like his father.

So what has he been protecting all this time?
"Your Majesty," the Peng bird whispered, "Your mind seems to be confused. What's wrong with you?"

Li Pingan closed his eyes and answered casually: "When you reach my age, you will understand."

"Your Majesty, I seem to be older than you..."

Li Pingan murmured, "It was just a joke, don't take it too seriously."

"Your Majesty," the Peng bird asked, "the masters of our tribe are very pessimistic and believe that we are on the eve of being destroyed... Will we win?"

"I do not know either."

Li Pingan smiled:

"Don't ever ask anyone about this. The choice is yours. Go on your way. Leave me alone for a while."

"Yes."

The big peng bird responded respectfully and carried Li Pingan straight to Xuandu City.

Li Ping'an originally thought that the gates of Xuandu City were now open, but after the big peng bird carried him here, he immediately discovered that the defense strength of this city seemed to be dozens of times higher than before.

The Tai Chi diagram is always surrounding Xuandu City;
There were more and more Yellow Turban warriors in the city;
An old man was sitting in the center of Xuandu City. He seemed to be one of the three corpses of Taiqing. At this moment, he was carefully kneading clay sculptures. The clay sculptures would flicker slightly and turn into a strong man.

Li Ping'an looked at Xuandu City for a while, and signaled the Peng Bird to go around Xuandu City without disturbing the old man.

Silently, the Roc slid into the constantly surging chaotic energy, and a bit of bright light surged around it.

Sudden;

"That's it."

Li Ping'an called out, and the Peng bird immediately braked.

Li Ping'an slowly floated up, looking at the chaotic aura lingering everywhere, and said, "Wait for me outside Xuandu City... If I don't come back for a long time, go to Zhuyun Sect to find my father and protect him."

"Yes!"

The Peng bird transformed into a human form and saluted with fists clasped.

He hesitated several times to speak, and Li Ping'an's figure was obscured by the chaotic aura and disappeared from the detection range of the big peng bird.

"Alas," although the Peng bird did not know what had happened, it understood that the young Emperor of Heaven had chosen to face the almost invincible enemy alone.

What happens next?
The Peng bird didn't know and didn't dare to think too much about it.

He could only stand here, gazing at the direction where Li Ping'an was going away, waiting for the time when he would 'not return for a long time' to come.

The Peng bird was still a little confused.

How long is the so-called long absence? Five days, ten days? Three years, five years?
This is the first time that His Majesty has issued such a vague order.

at the same time.

Zhuyun Zongzhong.

Li Dazhi scratched his head, looked at the incense table in front of him, thought for a moment, and then let out a sigh of relief.

His hand was like a knife, and strands of long hair fell down by themselves.

Afterwards, Li Dazhi chanted an incantation, performed a proper bow, walked around the desk, and nodded seriously.

"allow."

It has been a long time since he used this method of borrowing luck.

……

In the Chaos Sea, Li Ping'an quickly found the 'Xuanhuang Aura' that the Chaos Bell Ling mentioned, and stood in front of the Xuanhuang Aura for a long time without moving.

He didn't think much about it, he just tried to find out what was hidden in this mysterious yellow energy.

The result was nothing.

He tried to point a finger, and when his fingertips touched a wisp of Xuanhuang Qi, the Xuanhuang Qi trembled slightly, and a small shock wave exploded from it, breaking through the chaotic aura around it.

Li Ping'an didn't do anything much. The ball of mysterious yellow energy gradually dissipated and turned into a light film that wrapped around his whole body.

A sense of Taoism surrounded the place that he found difficult to understand.

Li Ping'an took half a step forward, and the light film suddenly changed, wrapping around his body.

There seemed to be a pair of huge eyes in front that slowly opened, and pupils mixed with black and white appeared inside.

It was the head of a gigantic ape;

Li Ping'an remembered that this was the chaotic beast that smashed Kunpeng's escape path with one punch.

The length of this chaotic beast is unknown at this moment, and it is unknown how far away it is from here. - This place is closer to the primitive world, and is still affected by the rules of the primitive world, but it is not indistinguishable from the time.

The giant beast nodded slightly, as if recognizing Li Ping'an, and then two beams of black and white light shot out from its eyes. The light intersected just three feet in front of Li Ping'an, condensing into an elliptical vortex.

'Please come in.'

A powerful voice sounded from the bottom of Li Pingan's heart:
'The master is waiting for you inside. It is an illusion, a real illusion.'

Li Pingan nodded slightly.

They come, the security.

He lowered his head and dived into the light circle in front of him. The scene in front of him instantly turned into darkness. A force of order that he had never experienced before, hundreds or even thousands of times more powerful than the way of heaven in the ancient world, filled the darkness.

Faintly, Li Ping'an saw a warm white light curtain appear in front of him, with a few large words outlined on the light curtain.

【You came.】

Li Pingan asked: "Teacher?"

The words on the light curtain kept changing.

[This is much earlier than I expected, although it was also my choice. ]

Li Pingan smiled bitterly: "Can you give me a complete explanation today?"

【Of course, this is why I led you here. 】

The light curtain changes continuously.

[Originally, my perfect plan was that after you defeated me as the Emperor of Heaven, I would tell you everything in a letter.]

[I just didn't expect that there would be a small change in my perfect plan. 】

[Taiyi is not dead, his residual soul is hidden by the Chaos Bell. In order to protect him, the Chaos Bell did not hesitate to plot against the nine-tailed fox and used the nine-tailed fox's body as a container to nourish Taiyi's residual soul.]

[When I saw Taiyi coming back to me, I knew that Chaos Clock's plan had succeeded, and I couldn't bring myself to kill him.]

[This is not kindness, but helplessness. I can't actually do anything to your substitute, so I can only change my plan. When Taiyi's residual soul appeared in front of you, I saw the light flashing in your eyes. You should have noticed something, which forced me to change my plan.]

【And this is what happened when we changed our plans. 】

[You need to bear more pressure and suffer some pain...but I think this pain will be short-lived.]

Li Ping'an's Adam's apple trembled up and down: "So, you are... the father?"

[Yes and no. 】

A sighing yellow bean man emoticon appeared on the screen. The decadent feeling in Li Pingan's heart was instantly broken by this emoticon.

That’s not the case!
A line of words appeared on the screen:

My peace has long been dead.

【Let me think about how to tell you this story. 】

[You are indeed my biological son, Li Ping'an, but this is the result of my distortion of the entire tangible world. ]

[I don't ask you to understand me, because I am a complete devil, a monster driven by obsession. Even if I reach the so-called transcendence, my Tao heart still cannot transcend.]

[Take one step forward, just one step, I have prepared for you... a memory that I don't want to open. ]

Li Ping'an took a deep breath and took a slow but firm step forward.

A dazzling light appeared in front of him, and a world was flying towards him at a high speed. He was wrapped in a mysterious aura and gradually merged into this picture.

Boom——

The dull thunder made Li Ping'an look up subconsciously, but what he saw was a clear blue sky and the scorching sun.

This is an endless Gobi wilderness, with several huge animal skeletons lying in sight and the sky covered with dark clouds.

Li Pingan heard some noise coming from behind.

He turned his head and looked, his lips trembling slightly.

A middle-aged man in tatters and slightly fat was walking with difficulty in the Gobi Desert. He had a rope made of belts tied around his shoulders and was dragging a raft behind him. A young man was lying on the raft, covered in blood.

Both were covered in dust.

The young man was seriously injured, which could be seen from the bandages on his body, but his face was still pale. He was sometimes breathing and sometimes like a corpse.

That's him...

Li Pingan pursed his lips tightly.

That's him.

There are two simple sunshades on the left and right sides of the raft to help the young man shield himself from the scorching sun.

The middle-aged man looked up in the direction, and now exhausted, he slowly knelt down, panted for a while, then stood up, took out a bamboo tube from his waist, poured a little water from it, and poured it into the young man's mouth.

"dad……"

The young man called out, but now he could no longer open his eyes.

"Leave me alone..."

"It's okay, we will definitely find the immortal. There must be an immortal here."

The middle-aged man spoke in a trembling voice, still revealing a hint of a smile, and said hoarsely:

"Didn't you hear what they said? There is a spring here. Drinking it will heal you. It can heal any injury. There are also immortals there. As long as we find them, they will give us elixirs, and your injury will be healed... In the future, we can work together to cultivate immortality, ride on clouds and mist, and fly high up. How wonderful!"

The young man opened his lips and said, "Dad... I'm sorry... I can't... provide... for you in your old age..."

"What nonsense! Save your energy!"

He just smiled faintly, closed his eyes and passed out.

"Let's go to the front first. Dad will make you some batter. Ah, it's okay. The immortal is right there. He is right there. Dad has seen them."

The middle-aged man swallowed, wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, lowered his head to pick up the belt of the raft, gritted his teeth and continued to pull the raft forward.

They slowly passed Li Ping'an's figure.

Li Ping'an followed slowly with trembling lips.

They walked to the huge skeleton, found a shady place, and the middle-aged man lowered his head and started working.

Li Dazhi made the most adequate preparations in the shortest possible time. He used his cracked hands to take stones to smash some hard noodles, put them in a bowl, and soaked them in clean water for a while.

Li Dazhi pried open Li Ping'an's mouth and carefully put a few mouthfuls of food in. Seeing that Li Ping'an could still swallow, he was relieved.

After a moment, Li Dazhi swallowed the remaining batter in big gulps and breathed a sigh of relief.

He whispered a few words into Li Ping'an's ear, which were nothing more than encouragement.

Then, with some difficulty, he climbed to a high place and looked around.

Where is it?

Where is that spring water?
Li Dazhi asked in a low voice, his cracked lips oozing blood, his chapped skin showing black and dark red.

He exhaled lightly, and according to the legend of this place, he took out a simple Si Nan to determine the current direction. He rested for a while in the shade, and then dragged the bamboo raft and continued to move into the Gobi Desert.

The picture distorted slightly, then returned to normal.

Rumble!
There was a rumble of thunder in the night sky.

Li Dazhi reached the next animal bone site before the thunderstorm came, which could block most of the rain. He then became busy collecting rainwater and setting up a awning.

When he finished doing all this, the rain stopped.

Li Dazhi sat down beside the raft and carefully observed his son's condition.

The nights in the Gobi Desert can be very cold, and this raft has three layers: upper, middle and lower.

Li Dazhi took a sickle with a slightly bent blade and chopped off a few pieces of wood from the edge of the raft. It took a lot of effort to make a fire appear here.

"Are you warm, son?"

Li Dazhi laughed and muttered:

"Don't listen to the nonsense that the quack doctor in this town says about how there's no hope of recovery. Your injury wouldn't be a big deal if it were in our place. We just need to drain the blood out.

“It’s actually not a big deal here, since there are immortals.

"Who are we? We are time travelers. How awesome is that? Won't the immortals worship us wherever we go? It's easy to ask them for an elixir."

'Li Ping'an did not respond.

Li Dazhi pursed his lips tightly and held back the tears that welled up in his eyes.

He bent down and covered Li Ping'an with tattered clothes, added two pieces of firewood to the fire, and curled up beside the raft, slowly resting his head against Li Ping'an's head. Soon he fell into a deep sleep.

He is too tired.

He was so tired that he could not tell whether the young man on the raft was still breathing.

He was so tired that he probably didn't notice the spots of corpse spots on the young man's face.

He continued to move forward, dragging the raft, walking barefoot in the endless Gobi Desert, looking for the legendary springs and immortals.

Day after day.

The vulture kept circling in the sky, and the middle-aged man never put down the knife with the rolled blade in his hand.

Li Ping'an watched. He could only watch. He didn't know what to say. He had no thoughts in his mind. He just watched, watching the middle-aged man fight with the vulture, watching him fall to the ground due to exhaustion, and stand up again and again.

The young man on the board was dead.

But the middle-aged man continued to talk to the gradually drying corpse.

Finally, the spring water appeared in front of the middle-aged man. Regardless of everything, he pulled the raft into the spring water, and then watched the corpse on the raft slowly sink.

The spring water has a magical effect. The wounds on the middle-aged man's body are healing rapidly and his physical strength is recovering rapidly.

But the corpse did not respond at all.

"Son, son, get up, son... All right, all right? We are here... here..."

He shouted, and suddenly his emotions broke down. He knelt in the shallow spring water, holding his head and roaring.

Li Ping'an stood quietly beside the spring, looking up with his eyes closed.

The scene before my eyes drifted away in the wind.

(End of this chapter)