Chapter 1069: The Demon Seed is Natural (103)
The surrounding clouds and mist are very cold. If you stay in it for too long, you will have a vague feeling that your body gradually does not belong to you.
This mist reminded Zhou Ye of the ancestor in white on the golden lotus seat in the Fa Dao Hall. Millions of years of silence made him like this mist, ethereal and deep, and the coldness of Tsinghua University all over his body made everyone stay away and dare not Wait and see.
Zhou Ye continued to walk forward.
Gradually, there were light and sweet wind chimes ringing in my ears. As waves of clouds and mist surrounded me, the ringing became clearer. Walking along the source of the sound, in the haziness, Zhou Ye saw something not far away. A green tree and silver flower shrouded in smoke.
The sky is full of silver petals blooming in front of you. The shape of the petals is like the silver bell. The smoke is filled, like thin white gauze, slowly moving in and out among the lush canopy.
Zhou Ye has never seen such beautiful scenery.
The huge tree crown seems to have been standing here for millions of years, with a pure silvery white color that cleanses the heart, mixed with bursts of silent feelings of vicissitudes of life and loneliness.
The petals of the silver bells above the tree crown are floating in the windless but vast and ethereal sound, rolling in like the sea breeze carrying the waves.
Intoxicated by the beautiful scenery, Zhou Ye moved forward step by step. Suddenly, his feet became empty and his whole body began to fall uncontrollably.
The speed was not fast, as if riding the wind down, and the clouds and mist were still stepping on the feet. At this time, the real wind sounded in his ears, and his hair flew. Zhou Ye opened his eyes wide and looked at the endless tree trunks in front of him. As she fell, from the crown of the tree, to the trunk, and finally to the thick and shocking roots, she passed by her eyes one by one like a curtain.
This tree is so huge that it’s hard to imagine.
Under the canopy of the trees, there was a cave. The clouds and mist dissipated under the feet. Zhou Ye felt that he was stepping on a lake. As his feet fell, the sound of water sounded, but when he looked down, there was only a ripple of water, and he could not feel it at all. Feeling of moisture.
Zhou Ye looked up and saw that the tree trunk was boundless and shrouded in layers of smoke, but the silver bell petals hanging on the branches were thickly hung on the top of his head, glowing with extremely clear silver light. After looking at it for a long time, he looked back at the others. In this place, there is only vastness and loneliness left in front of me. Where is this?
Zhou Ye lowered her head and watched the water patterns under her feet gradually recover. Then, she saw her face, just under the water patterns, returning to calm as the water waves returned.
She stared at herself at her feet.
It was like looking at a stranger, a stranger who looked exactly like me.
Of course Zhou Ye knew what he looked like, but the girl in front of him had exactly the same features as her, but Zhou Ye felt that she was not him.
"Who are you..."
Zhou Ye bent down, stretched out a hand, and gently touched the silent water mirror at his feet.
The ripples slowly oscillated again, and the face in front of him became distorted. When it returned to calm, it looked completely different this time.
His face was covered with blood, and his eyes were red, as if filled with indescribable hatred, boundless. Even just looking at it, he felt as if his soul was about to be sucked in by these eyes.
The face in front of her still looked like hers, but she had completely changed her appearance.
Wearing silver armor on her head, blood marks covered her entire face like spider webs. She was panting violently. The desire for survival and grief in her eyes made Zhou Ye hold his breath and his heart ached.
(End of chapter)