Chapter 134 133. The unspeakable secret
Dead darkness, gray land.
The moon slowly rotates around the current star, emitting cool fluorescence.
This planet that humans once set foot on has become unfamiliar. Its radiance comes from itself and is no longer a reflection of the sun's rays. Because the sun that was once the center also revolves around Kyushu, walking on the trajectory of the ancient times, reflecting the light.
It is difficult for the creatures living in this big star to perceive the impact of the reappearance of Kyushu on the current starry sky.
This sea of stars is recreating the most ancient order, arrangement, and resonance. The ancient stars lit up with miraculous light, and the words representing the basic rules flowed, welcoming the return of Kyushu.
The creations of scientific and technological civilization fell, and there was only eternal darkness around the bright blue star.
On the desolate surface of the moon, following the fluctuations from the bright blue star, someone slowly opened his eyes and stared at the magnificent star. His eyes moved and fell on the stretching mountains that almost stretched across the north and south, tearing apart the east and west.
Soon, the sight disappeared, leaving only the sound of sighs lingering around.
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Deep in the Taihang Mountains, birds and beasts fled in fright.
The ferocious divine bird flapped its wings and stirred up strong winds, blowing away the snow in the nearby mountains and fields.
With a ferocious cry, the circular wind and waves spread, and the divine bird soared into the sky.
Feathers and seals are outlined and diffused, pulling clouds and wind.
"Beauty! If you have figured it out, you can come to Daxinganling to find me at any time! My seventy-ninth wife will always be reserved for you!" The divine bird shouted, ignoring the strange looks of other creatures in the depths of Taihang.
It flapped its wings, the air exploded, and then flew out of sight.
The woman in white picked up the long sword like flowing water, and drew out several sword flowers, as fast as flowing shadows, with a bone-chilling chill. With the final sheath of the sword, the gentle expression on the woman's face disappeared.
"Master, please be considerate of me. My disciple is not very skilled yet. Maybe this is how people behave? After all, when I was walking on the mountain before, the demon should have been dead."
She said softly, the deep mountain wind and snow condensed in her originally gentle and watery eyes.
This is a cold, hard glacier, and the water is just a temporary layer of decoration on it.
She took steps and walked deeper into the Taihang Mountains.
Letters do matter.
If the content in the letter is true, she will go to Changbai Mountain after this stop in Taihang. The king once gave me fruits, fish and meat, and she should repay him.
Ancient trees trembled, and countless heads poked out of caves in the mountains.
They stared at the palace carved on the stone wall, eager and coveted. But this emotion was hidden deep in their hearts. For this mountain god, their respect for him far outweighed the greed in their hearts.
But the demons and ghosts from outside the Taihang Mountains don't care about this.
They are currently inactive simply because they can't find an opportunity. If they find an opportunity, they will naturally take action when it's time to do so without any delay. Other demons and ghosts focused on the white figure walking towards the towering ancient tree in the center of Taihang.
But the woman's patience seemed to have been exhausted on the breeding birds in Daxinganling.
The pupils of the demons and monsters trembled.
She carried a long sword on her back, her clothes were flying, and with her steps, the invisible domain expanded and swept across, suppressing those malicious eyes and beating their heads on the ground.
Emperor!
This is a human emperor!
She pinched open the last yellow leaf on the road with her slender fingers, and she heard the sound of the tide.
The large lake like the sea is filled with sparkling waves and waves crashing all the way to the shore on the other side hidden in the mist. The thick fog on the lake surface persists, but the towering ancient tree, thousands of meters high, stretches out its branches, looking like a giant dragon dancing and circling wildly in the white fog.
There is an isolated island in the middle of the lake with towering ancient trees.
The residence of the God of Taihang Mountain.
There are kings and kings in many ancient mountains, but so far the only one who can be called a god is Taihang.
It wasn't the first time she heard about it, but it was the first time she met it. It's rare to have some expectations.
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Under the ginkgo tree, Myolie Chu held her chin with one hand and looked at the beautiful woman sitting cross-legged under the tree.
"Laojun Shan'an Wanxian?" She asked tentatively.
Her expression and movements were cautious, as if the other party was a bandit who came to the village to burn, kill and loot, while she was a flower girl with no power to restrain a chicken. But the villain who came to the village was much prettier than this self-righteous flower girl.
"Yeah." The woman responded.
Her hair was hanging down and her expression was unclear.
The rare sense of expectation was shattered. When she landed on the island in the middle of the lake, she only saw a girl with a sinister eyebrow, or a ginkgo tree. She didn't understand why the tree that lived here was scared when he saw her. What's more, the golden light of Buddhism on this ginkgo tree is overflowing. The Buddha in this life should not be weaker than any living being.
But that face is a very thief.
The ginkgo tree told her that the kings had left and boarded the palace palace that appeared. She was no longer here and could no longer feel any of the kings' breath.
The timing is bad.
After a long silence, I don't know what An Wanxian did that made the ginkgo tree suddenly no longer so scared.
This ginkgo tree actually started talking to me.
Until An Wanxian noticed the golden carapace quietly picked up in Ginkgo's hand.
It's rare to laugh.
I remember that my master once said that whoever can make her no longer look like the cold winter face of Laba is really capable. This little Buddha is indeed quite capable.
"Where is Laojun Mountain?" Chu Xing'er started her attack, showing her ignorance.
"The main peak of Funiu Mountain, eight hundred miles away from the Qinling Mountains." An Wanxian replied, "It is recorded in history or ancient books that the mountain where Laozi Li Er, the founder of Taoism, retreated to practice in seclusion, making it the origin and ancestor of Taoism." In the Patriarch's Courtyard, the old man in my family has been nagging me every day, and I have listened to this question not only a thousand times but also eight hundred times. I can answer this question."
"Oh oh oh!" Chu Xing'er suddenly realized.
"I am really powerful!"
"Yes, he is quite a powerful person." An Wanxian nodded.
"Then why did Donor An come here?" For the second blow, Myolie Chu couldn't think of a name and started the alms template in her memory.
"Sending a letter."
"Sending a letter? Is it from the place where Taoism originated?" Chu Xing'er is now learning and selling, showing no shame at all, but a hint of pride. Maybe learning something new is indeed something she is proud of.
"The king from Daxinganling, Qingyan."
"Qingyan?" Chu Xing'er's eyes widened and she blinked.
"Do you know me? The letter is signed to the landlord of Daxinganling, Qingyan, that's the right name." Although An Wanxian was also curious about what kind of king claimed to be a landlord, Qingyan's name was obviously correct.
Before the world fully recovered, she traveled to many famous mountains and rivers. Unfortunately, she only visited the Changbai Mountains in the three ancient mountain ranges in the Northeast. She did not have extra time to visit the Greater Khingan Mountains and the Lesser Khingan Mountains. Naturally, she was not familiar with the kings of these two mountain ranges. Even the Five Immortals Family that was supposed to be planned were never visited. It was too early for the world to fully recover.
"I know her. I want to read her letters. I wonder if Donor An can lend me a look."
"You're welcome, little Buddha." An Wanxian said.
She tossed the carrot and sealed the letter.
But someone took it, and it was a hand with distinct joints. The wrists are extended and covered with loose black clothes.
(End of chapter)