Today's Xianmen elegant pig slaughter

Lu Sang waited for a long time, but Yan Ji'an never caught up.

However, senior brothers like Xie Hui and Bai Zhi, who usually interacted with her, came to her and comforted her.

The little fat boy was very angry with Nan Fuguang, but there was nothing he could do. He kicked away angrily and said, "Little Junior Sister, don't be angry. The Immortal Venerable was just confused for a moment!"

Bai Jiu nodded: "Everyone with eyes knows that Nan Fuguang is not as good as you. You are a divine phoenix. After entering the sect, your cultivation is as fast as if you were assisted by a god. Don't say how amazing it is that Nan Fuguang is in the Golden Core stage today. It took her so long to reach the Golden Core stage. I think you will sooner or later-"

Lu Sang twisted his fingers, lowered his head and said nothing.

With red eyes, she whispered to them to stop talking. The eldest senior sister and Immortal Master Yunshang were a match made in heaven. What did she have to do with it?

The disciples in the medicine pavilion looked at each other in dismay.

Lu Sang looked at them, paused, and couldn't help asking: "Where is the Immortal Venerable now?"

I heard that Immortal Master Yunshang later met with guests of the Immortal Alliance outside the sect, and then went to the residence of Sect Master Xie Cong. He disappeared after that and did not return to Taoting.

Upon hearing this, Lu Sang just said "Oh" without saying anything more. She returned to Taoting alone and waited for a long time, until the evening when Yin and Yang were cut, but he never appeared in front of her, not even to scold her, "Why did you leave in a hurry today? You are not allowed to fly with a sword in the sect."

Lu Sang sat in the small bedroom in the side hall of Taoting and felt that Taoting was indeed one of the three main peaks as the other senior brothers and sisters had said, it was lonely up there and a little too quiet.

Tao Ting looked up at the peach tree outside the window. She thought of the white-robed immortal holding his natal sword under the peach tree, teaching him swordsmanship move by move, with flowers falling all over his shoulders.
She thought of the time when the Fulong Sword was handed over from him to her and immediately became her natal sword, and he said in a rare gentle voice, "This is your sword, it has been waiting for you for a long time;
She thought of the height of the marriage tree, where the marriage plaques with names from previous lives swayed in the wind, and the treetops rustled;
She thought of her past life, under the verdant Shatuo Sky-Splitting Divine Tree, the man’s gaze towards her, filled with gentleness and tenderness under the moonlight…

Lu Sang sat stiffly beside the bed until night fell.

From the instinctive dependence and trust at the beginning, to recalling the memories that once belonged to Shen Feng, it was too painful, she would rather not remember anything.

She waited there with empty eyes until she heard the bronze beast guarding the gate outside the Tao Pavilion muttering, a ball of light approaching from afar, and the sound of footsteps, and her eyes focused.

Lu Sang had always been very quiet. In Taoting, she rarely went out, getting up early and returning late every day, trying to reduce her presence, until today when she made the most outrageous move since entering Yuntian Sect -

She stopped Yunshang Xianzun who was about to step over the threshold.

The latter was not surprised. The look he gave her was the same as today at Qingyun Cliff, as quiet and peaceful as the clear water of a lake. Yunshang Xianzun opened his thin lips and asked, "What's the matter?"

Lu Sang bit his lip and sat there for half a day. When he spoke, his voice was hoarse and obscure: "The bond between you and the senior sister..."

Yan Jian tilted his head and waited for her to continue.

Lu Sang asked with difficulty: "Is it true?"

"It's true." Yan Jian seemed to be wondering why there was anything to emphasize. "By the way, since you are here, call Tao Tao to help you pack your belongings at dawn tomorrow. I have already arranged a place for you to stay at Red Moon Peak."

At first, Lu Sang was so dazed that he thought he was hallucinating.

Her pupils, which had been overly focused due to nervousness a moment ago, suddenly became dilated. She raised her head suddenly and looked at the person in front of her in disbelief: "You want me to move out of Taoting?!"

Yan Ji'an thought seriously about what Nan Fuguang said today.

Then I summed it up: "Men and women should not touch each other."

His body went limp and he took two steps back. Lu Sang never expected that this man would say such words in such a cold and indifferent tone. He choked for a while and tears quickly filled his eyes.

"She taught you that?"

"No."

"She used this as an exchange to get that outsider from the sect to move away from Taohualing?"

No, she hasn't agreed yet.

Yan Jian watched his little disciple's tears rolling down his eyes. His calm and handsome face finally showed a trace of bewilderment, except for the indifference at the beginning. Under his Taoist robe, his arm moved helplessly, and the wound on his shoulder hurt even more.

The confusion finally turned into impatience, and he frowned slightly.

"Lu Sang." He heard his own voice was cold and distant, "I told you, the past life doesn't count."

Tears as big as beans fell onto the surface of his shoes. Such ruthless words were like a giant sword piercing his heart. Lu Sang was about to bite his silver teeth to pieces. He couldn't believe why such an inhuman creature existed in the Three Realms and Six Paths.

"Yan Zhenlin!" She wiped her tears fiercely, "You will definitely regret this!"

Outside the Tao Pavilion, the night wind blew by, and the dry autumn wind mixed with the fallen peach blossom petals, bringing a bit of bleakness.

……

Nan Fuguang woke up without any warning in the middle of the night.

She opened her sore eyes and, not surprisingly, heard the chirping of insects, which could only be heard when everything was silent. The half-closed window allowed a cool breeze to blow in, ringing the horn bell of the dreamcatcher hanging on the bed curtain.

Amid the sound of ding-dongs, Nan Fuguang mumbled a spell, and the golden light that appeared in front of her eyes told her that it was the 12th hour of the Chinese lunar calendar.

She rubbed her eyes and sat up, unable to remember how she had gone from Jingtan to supervising the butcher's fishing, and finally had dinner and returned to Taohualing. Recently, she often fell into this kind of confusion, as if there was a fog in her head that would not dissipate. Sometimes, when the morning hour just arrived, she would still wonder whether Duan Nan had died today and where my mining robe was.

She had returned to Yuntian Sect long ago.

Nan Fuguang slid off the bed without hearing any sound, but he walked out as if summoned by the night, as if possessed. On the long couch in the outer room, the butcher was sleeping soundly, with a corner of his blanket sliding off and falling to the ground. Nan Fuguang picked it up and covered him.

When she bent down, her hair got tangled with the tassels on the edge of the blanket. Nan Fuguang couldn't see clearly in the dark, so she raised her hand and silently drew a line across her hair, like the subtle energy of a sword, and cut her hair neatly off.

The butcher's steady and even breathing paused, and he slowly half opened his eyes.

It was unclear whether this person was relaxed or on guard. Nan Fuguang kept holding the blanket in his hand and said, "It's okay, go to sleep."

The man yawned, turned over, and let her long hair, which fell from bending over, brush across his arm.
There was a pause.
He said slowly, "The smell of beast on you has faded."

Nan Fuguang suddenly recalled the day when she first met the butcher and carried pig intestines back to the sect, which was also opposed by Yan Ji'an.
She asked the butcher to speak more respectfully.
The butcher smiled perfunctorily in response.

Nan Fuguang was just about to say that secret love is a personal matter, and you don't have to act so possessive, otherwise it will become an open love.

Suddenly, the man's voice sounded in my ears again, still with that casual tone: "Did you hear anything?"

I heard.

It was the sticky and timid whispers heard in the dark tunnels of the Great Sun Mine...
The voice was like a vengeful ghost haunting us, like a nightmare that we couldn't wake up from. After a few days, it came again.

However, the difference was that when Nan Fuguang carefully followed those voices, she realized that she could occasionally understand what they were saying again, just like before. It was like the discordant chanting of ancient poems, repeated mechanically intermittently... or like two people arguing.

[“The universe was in chaos, with no distinction between heaven and earth. The world was originally an ice field, with only the sacred tree covering heaven and earth.”]

This is the first sentence of the first volume of the complete text of the "Shatuo Likong Tree" code, which Nan Fuguang recognizes.
But soon, another voice sounded, full of aggression.

【Are you awake? 】
[It’s very cold under the clear pond. ]
[Isn't it being hooked out by a fishhook now? 】
【Humph. 】

Out? Who? Who was fished out from the clean pond?
[The universe is a false concept.]
The tree cannot cover the world, it is just a demon tree that appeared without planning. 】
【Oh, you found it? 】
[It's hard to breathe. Civilization has become more ridiculous and ignorant than when I was sleeping in the Pure Pond. Now even the people of the Three Realms are kept in the dark like those criminals in the Earth Realm, right?
Do they still believe in that evil tree?
"Counting in three columns horizontally, vertically and vertically and time is the secret to mastering everything"? What a profound statement!
Do they believe that these four sets of numbers will eventually lead them to break free from existing constraints?
Do they believe that because of that stupid tree, sooner or later they will be able to reach a vast, unknown, unimaginable wider area and obtain countless resources? 】
【…】
[There is no universe at the end of the impure sea.]
There is only a wall of ice that can never be climbed.
We call it 'Breath of Dawn', symbolizing where it all began.
No one knows what lies beyond that, the sea, the desert, the sky, or some other substance we have yet to define.
There are also intelligent races that we don't know about.
Am I right? 】
【do not ask me. 】
[You know everything. Because you are from the other side of the ice wall.]

Those who seemed to have not spoken for many years, his tone was a little urgent, his voice was low but with the crispness of a teenager.

He mocked this and criticized that, which reminded Nan Fuguang of the old man who taught the regular morning classes in Yuntian Sect. He often made personal attacks on Xie Cong because his students were too stupid, accusing him of being so hungry that he accepted all kinds of fools as his inner sect disciples.

Nan Fuguang felt that this was a bad habit of scholars, because with so much knowledge in their stomachs, they were sometimes inevitably aloof and pedantic. Fortunately, after a certain amount of nagging, the voice stopped chattering, and the sarcastic implication was restrained. When the whisper became clearer, he cleared his throat heavily, as if he had something solemn to announce -

[The universe was in chaos without any distinction between heaven and earth. The world was originally an ice field.]
The ice field was shrouded in the 'Breath of Dawn', and all living things ceased to exist until a certain day that could not be recalled, when the 'Breath of Dawn' opened, and a being with higher wisdom came from afar, bringing and bestowing civilization and new life within the ice wall. 】
[…Then he left irresponsibly halfway through the task.]
【Tsk. 】
['Tsk' what? How come you are the one complaining? ]
[Do you think you are the only one who has been locked up in a dark place for thousands or tens of thousands of years? ]

Nan Fuguang: “?”

This sound did not come from the outside world. It was as if two invisible and very temperamental beings were standing on Nan Fuguang's shoulders, hugging her neck, and one of them stretched out half of his head to quarrel with her through her chin -

The sound could not be blocked out, it became clearer and louder.

Nan Fuguang was annoyed by their noise and wanted them to shut up, but he found that he didn't even know who to get angry at.

She seems to be a schizophrenic.

She decided to go to the pharmacy (a pharmacy she swore she would never step into even if her head was twisted off) after Chenshi (it was Chenshi again) to get some medicine.

[How do you say "Only the sacred tree covers the heaven and earth"? Talk about that tree. ]
【You really don’t know anything. 】
[You also said that I was the last one he dispatched.]
[That tree was an accident. No one knows how it came into being. If something is out of the ordinary, there must be something wrong. It can't be a good thing.]
【Everything is out of control, right? "A divine phoenix and a true dragon were born under the Shatuo Sky-Splitting Tree. From then on, the world was created, and yin and yang were separated." What about this part?】
【Someone shot himself in the foot.】
【what? 】
[Civilization was progressing at a primitive and reassuring pace, until an unexpected tree rose from the ground and penetrated the three realms.
Someone himself doesn't know what's going on with the tree.
Someone wanted to follow the law of cause and effect, but was not happy with things that were not planned, so he made his first creation... As a result, you can see that he was clumsy and had no experience in making clay figures, so he just started with rabbits. The thing he created was powerful and disobedient, which made people even more angry. 】
【…】
[The Divine Phoenix and the True Dragon were successfully created, but after they were born, they quickly became one with the origin of the tree, exchanging resources and becoming one with it.]
【What? 】
【God is isolated.】
[A hearty car rollover. So funny.]
[So when were you dispatched? ]
[After he discovered that the Divine Phoenix and the True Dragon did not listen to him and were in cahoots with the tree, he had to find a firm external aid to completely destroy the tree.]
[Now I know what you are laughing at, it is really funny. ]

Nan Fuguang: “…”

Nan Fuguang was forced to listen to a completely unfamiliar history of the development of pheasant civilization.

The Shatuo Sky-Splitting Tree records: "In ancient times, the universe was in chaos and there was no distinction between heaven and earth. The world was an ice field, and only the sacred tree covered heaven and earth. A sacred phoenix and a true dragon were born under the Shatuo Sky-Splitting Tree. From then on, the world was created and yin and yang were divided again."

Now someone tells her that except for the first sentence, the rest are all false?

The Three Realms civilization did not begin with the rise of the Shatuo Sky-Splitting Tree, but with a highly intelligent creature...
god?
The true dragon and the divine phoenix were created by him.
Created to deal with the unplanned growth of the Shatuo Sky-Splitting Tree.
But they rebelled, so God had to call for help from his own world, and a war was about to break out.

This was not the first time that Nan Fuguang had heard someone question whether "Shatuo Splitting Sky Tree", the book that had shaped her worldview since she was a child, was a lie.

She remained neutral on this.

Once upon a time, a highly intelligent being descended upon the Three Realms and Six Paths. Who was that being and what did he come for?
Where are you going now?
Did he leave after the Shatuo Likong Tree withered?
In the world of immortal cultivation, no one has successfully ascended to heaven for thousands of years, and countless people are stuck at a low level and unable to break through. Is this related to him?
Why did the existence of the Sand Tracer Tree bother him so much that he had to get rid of it to prevent future troubles?
Were the true dragon and the divine phoenix created by him?

Nan Fuguang thought about it over and over again but still couldn't figure it out. However, he didn't know when the two whispering voices in his ears had disappeared.

She belatedly recalled that one of the slightly childish voices was quite similar to the voice she had heard in the mine tunnel of the Dayi Mine.

It's Zhuangzhuang's voice.

……

The eldest senior sister of the Yuntian Sect was in a brief blank period of confusion in her worldview. On the other hand, she was thinking that if she had known that the people in the mine tunnel were just mumbling and talking nonsense, she would not have been so scared at that time.

She turned her head and wanted to ask the butcher who was grabbing the quilt at the moment if he heard what the two chatterboxes were saying, when she suddenly heard a commotion outside.

When Nan Fuguang walked out of Taohualing, he found that it was daybreak outside.

But it wasn't really the rising sun. In fact, an unusual phenomenon appeared in the sky of the entire world of immortal cultivation.

With a muffled "bang" sound, fireworks like those set off at a mortal festival exploded in the sky, and a golden and blue light that had no origin appeared on the dead branches of a Shatuo Sky-Breaking Tree hidden behind thick clouds...
When the light began to spread.
The entire night seemed to have begun, as if the curtain had been raised on a play, gradually becoming brighter as if it were daytime.

There were no stars this night, only scattered points of light, as if an invisible hand had overturned the sand table and scattered golden sand into the sky, jumping, floating, and spreading in irregular patterns.

Finally, from the very far horizon, a sharp phoenix cry tore through the silent night sky.

From far away, golden sand spots gradually gathered into a strange picture.

Several figures appeared in the sky, and the dancing light sand gave them lifelike outlines.
The leader had long hair and a petite figure, obviously a woman. She wore a long flowing Taoist robe with wide sleeves and huge wings like those of a bird stretched out and fluttered behind her.
Behind her, there were many, many different kinds of creatures.
The Sky-killing Chaos Beast with a single horn and fangs was supposed to guard the North Ming Xuanmen;
The last time it was seen was when the Winged Kun Winged Whale was sinking into the abyss of the Sea of ​​Impurity;
There are dog-like people active around the Big Sun Mine, with bald heads and heads, less than a person's knee height, pointed ears and long noses;
Further back, there was a tall and strong warrior holding a huge axe;
The long sword monk wore a high crown with his hair tied up, and six swords of mysterious light were suspended in the air behind him;
There was a boy carrying a huge sickle, a girl holding a spiritual hammer, and a woman with delicate features, slender and charming figure holding a long talisman-shaped paper in her hand...

The horizon is like a sand painting displayed on a huge curtain, and these lifelike people are dynamic——
Passing over the sky above the Yuntian Sect, it seemed as if his feet were passing over the mountain mist and the sky, stepping on the dead branches of the Shatuo Cracked Sky Tree, running, restlessly, as if chasing some prey!

"what is that?"
“Ahhhhh this is—quickly go inform the clan leader!”
"Brother, this is so spectacular, did you see it?"
"Why are you so happy? Is it a good thing that the stars are out of order? I'm letting you study hard - is the master here?

"The stars are falling, the heavens are warning! Quick! Go and ask for help from the Track Star Pavilion!"

The Yuntian Sect, which was supposed to be meditating and silent late at night, welcomed an unprecedented commotion this night. The Red Sun Peak was located very high. Standing on Taohua Ridge, Nan Fuguang could see the Yuntian Sect's dormitories, training rooms, and caves on each mountaintop. Disciples of all ranks walked to the open space in groups of three or two.
They were all sleepy and confused, and when they looked up at the sky, they were all stunned.

They were discussing the strange phenomenon in the sky. The younger disciples were amazed at how spectacular it was, without knowing why. The older disciples, who had read more, might have guessed what everything that was happening might mean, so they rushed to find the sect leader.

A cool breeze blew under the peach tree.

"Is your world of immortal cultivation always so lively? What is that?"

A lazy male voice sounded from behind.

Nan Fuguang did not look back, but felt a little cold from the wind. She hugged her arms and looked up at the sky expressionlessly until the still warm blanket fell on her shoulders.

She looked down and saw the strand of hair tangled on the edge, and she suddenly realized that this was not a dream.

He lowered his eyes, raised his hand and gathered the blanket with mixed feelings: "'Wild Hunt'."

Wild Hunt.
A revelatory vision whose origin cannot be traced. Records indicate that this phenomenon may have first occurred about five hundred years ago in a foreign continent on the other side of the Impure Sea.

That continent was in the midst of unprecedented war and turmoil at the time. The rulers were cruel and brutal, and in order to conquer land and wealth, they massacred several cities in succession.
If you anger heaven, you will be punished by heaven.
That day, the sky was suddenly full of stars, just like today. Then the stars danced, and humans, monsters, and evil spirits gathered into a picture scroll that appeared in the night sky. They were led by a Valkyrie who was a famous female general at the time. They were like an army, silently and magnificently passing over the fields, streams, mountains and plains...
It's like a crazy hunt at night.
Afterwards, within ten days, in the king's territory, citizens of the royal capital died suddenly for no apparent reason, riverbanks dried up, and smelly, sticky blood randomly flowed out, spreading into the city. Insect plagues covered the farmlands, and an unknown, highly contagious, and lethal plague broke out in the royal capital.
On the eleventh day, the king died suddenly on the Black Iron Throne, and the kingdom was destroyed.
After a long time.
The indigenous people who had been expelled and oppressed returned to the devastated land. They rebuilt, reclaimed and established a new order. The cracked land that was once judged to be uncultivable now had the possibility of new life and a good harvest.

"Some scholars believe that the 'Wild Hunt' phenomenon does not actually exist. It is just that a female general from another continent led her followers to revel in the fields at night after massacring a city... Later, for some reason, the story changed. People said that the female general who died tragically in the brutal war turned into a goddess of harvest, so she passed through the fields, and her followers were all her loyal soldiers who died in order to protect her, regardless of right or wrong, and risked their lives - later, this story became more and more widespread, and eventually became the original symbol of people's fear of 'people who are not innocent and died an untimely death'."

Nan Fuguang tightened his grip on the blanket. “Different civilizations and continents have different records of this phenomenon. The composition of the army or the appearance of the attendants, whether the creatures in the composition include non-human creatures such as monsters, whether they make noise when they appear… The leader of the team is usually a woman, but her identity varies depending on the region where the Wild Hunt phenomenon occurs.”

Such a huge team, with their horses' hooves stepping on the clouds, silently and uniformly ran away towards the west where the sun would set.

Nan Fuguang looked up and felt a little sore at the back of her neck. She raised her hand and rubbed the back of her neck: "Just like different civilizations would describe the Shatuo Sky-Splitting Tree from different angles and even give it other names, the symbolic sign of the 'Wild Hunt' phenomenon is generally said to be that the appearance of the 'Wild Hunt' means that the coming year will be a bumper harvest year..."

"What else?"

Is there any more?

"Wild Hunt" is a warning of disaster and a sign before the end of the world.

……

Thousands of troops are about to crush through like rolling clouds.

At this moment, there was an unusual movement in the sky. The female leader leading the golden light group turned her head.

"The rulers are unkind, and there are souls who have died unjustly. The truth must be thoroughly revealed, otherwise there will be a great disaster from heaven."

The cold voice of the eldest sister of the Yuntian Sect was almost drowned out by the screams of other disciples echoing in the mountains below, and the hand that was rubbing the back of her neck stopped because of surprise.

"What's wrong?" The man's voice was low and slow in the night wind.

“Did you see it?” Nan Fuguang turned his head, his dark eyes flickering with confusion, “She has Lu Sang’s face.”

(End of this chapter)