Chapter 191 190. Broken Dream
"Husband?" The woman in gray clothes holding a baby in her arms turned back.
Her eyebrows were soft, and her eyes looking at him were like the light of the lake in the afternoon.
Li Xi'an was stunned.
He glanced aside subconsciously, his eyes stopping at his hand pushing open the wooden door.
It was rough, dry and cracked, and looked like it had been worked for a long time. There was still unwashed dirt between the nails.
He stepped through that door with determination and a boiling spirit.
In the previous trial, after stepping through the animal-faced stone door, you will arrive at the trial ground on the next level. The trial field on the next level is naturally the monks of the True First Realm, the creatures who are respected as ancestors by the world. This point will never change no matter how he prepares the assumptions in his mind. Just like before, his understanding and the future he assumed for himself affected the appearance of the trial ground and created that ancient battlefield.
But in the final analysis, it is still the path of killing.
He stepped over the corpses of all living things and stood in front of the door, so he had the qualifications to come here.
What's more, the beast on the stone door warned him repeatedly, indicating that he would face Shinichi without reservation. This is obviously not what it should be like here. The wooden pavilion, the woman waiting for her husband to return home, the softly humming children's songs, and the peace he had never experienced enveloped and engulfed him in an instant.
"Husband?" Seeing Li Xi'an froze on the spot, the woman called again, with some doubts in her eyes.
Li Xi'an's eyes fell on the woman in gray.
Just looked at each other.
Her hair was pulled up, her face was pretty and young, like a girl, but her gentle expression told him that she was his wife.
With only a few breaths left, the woman was shy and turned away.
Li Xi'an's Adam's apple rolled a few times, as if he was about to pronounce a name. But he didn't know what to say. He is Li Xi'an, the red dragon from Taihang Mountain. He doesn't know this woman's name, even if she is "his" wife.
"Stop standing there stupidly. You must be tired because you have been distracted. Come into the house quickly." The woman said with a smile. She got up and put the sleeping baby in her arms into the wooden cradle, then walked over and held her hand. Li Xi'an's hand led him into the house.
Make him tea.
But the delicate little hand holding him didn't let go.
The woman looked a little embarrassed. According to the etiquette taught to her, making tea in this way is quite indecent, but at this moment she didn't care, all she could see was the man sitting next to her.
Li Xi'an lowered his head and stared at the light tea, the steaming heat blurring his vision.
"When you are tired, tell your family, no one will blame you for these things." The woman looked at the hand she held with some distress. It was rough and yellow, and the dirt in the nails had not been cleaned yet.
"You don't have to be rich or wealthy, it's just fine like this. You don't have to endure so much hardship for me, it's enough for you to be by my side."
A moist and cool feeling spread from Li Xi'an's cheeks.
The woman was picking up a handkerchief and wiping his face, very gently.
"Drink tea." She said with a smile.
Li Xi'an's thoughts were very confused at the moment.
Could it be that the moment he pushed open the animal-faced stone door, he once again returned to the hidden era by some chance?
This shouldn't be the case.
Before touching the secrets of Taihang Palace, there was a mountain named Zhenyi blocking him. If he was already exploring the secrets buried in Taihang Palace at this time, there was no need for the animal-faced living spirit to tell him a warning.
He didn't know what to do.
He had no choice but to pick up the teacup under the expectation of the woman beside him.
Without spirit or consciousness, he is now just a human being, a husband and father.
One bite, two bites, three bites.
Unknowingly, the tea cup bottomed out.
The woman saw something was wrong with him.
"Are you worried about something?"
Li Xi'an was silent, he had never felt like this before.
A very deep feeling of powerlessness.
From the bottom of my heart.
What could he say? In fact, I am not your husband, I am a dragon, and I am not even a person of this era?
Forget it.
In this body, he couldn't speak. Just thinking about it made him suffocated and unable to breathe. The fragrance of tea fills your throat with warmth. Li Xi'an didn't understand what kind of state he was in at this moment. He looked like him but not like him.
"Are you worried about whether those monks can kill the evil spirits?" the woman asked tentatively.
Li Xi'an was startled.
The ancient battlefields he experienced appeared in his mind.
Broken corpses, huge bones like mountains. Smoke, evil spirits, fishy stench.
"It seems I guessed it right." She smiled proudly, put her hands on her cheeks, and held up a smile with her hands like delicate white flowers.
"That day, countless meteors flew across the sky. I originally wanted to make a wish, but some people said they were practitioners. Practitioners, so many practitioners, we have never seen so many practitioners." The woman shook her head lightly, forehead The few strands of hair on her head swayed.
"I heard that there are also big figures from Mount Miluo. Those of us who have nothing to do with spiritual practice all know that Mount Miluo is a sacred mountain that protects the world. From ancient times to the present, there are no evil spirits that they cannot deal with. ”
Li Xi'an's hand holding the tea cup trembled.
The movement was so subtle that the woman didn't notice it.
Miluo Mountain...
Miluo Mountain, he had seen Miluo Mountain and even fought with it.
In that ancient battlefield.
"Evil! I am the leader of Miluo Mountain! I will kill you with my hands tied, but you will still be there on the road to death!"
"Stubborn! Disciples form an formation!"
The people of Miluo Mountain's formations shook the heavens and the earth.
No.
Li Xi'an shook his head.
It's not a fight, it's a killing.
The leader of Miluo Mountain is an old man and an emperor in the extremely palace realm. From the perspective of the condensed imperial realm, it may only take a hundred years to enter the extreme palace realm. For an emperor, he is very young, but he will eventually grow old. The disciples of the sect corrected the method, suppressed all evils, and formed a magic circle with the leader as the eye.
Li Xi'an knew that these people were not evil.
But the other party's position has nothing to do with him. This is just a projection of the ancient battlefield, and he is just a trial person.
Under the Li Xia Sword Formation, they will return to the blooming Xia Cai.
There were far more than just them on the ancient battlefield, there were also many, many monks from other sects. It is not difficult to see from the means of transporting spirits and the way of killing, even demons and humans stand on a united front in front of him.
"Besides Miluo Mountain, are there rumors of monks from other places?" This was the first time Li Xi'an spoke in this place.
Very low.
Li Xi'an felt a little uncomfortable, but the eyes of the woman next to him lit up.
"Husband, husband, you don't care about these things on weekdays, what? Is it possible that the troubles today are because of those monks?"
"No, I'm just curious about how powerful the evil spirit you mentioned is, making everyone in Miluo Mountain descend from the mountain."
"Not only Miluo Mountain, but also Wushuang Palace, Ziyun Sword Pavilion, and some sects I have never heard of. Oh, by the way, there are also monsters in the mountains!" The woman's expression suddenly became serious.
Speaking of demons, she bared her teeth.
The sense of maturity of being a first-time mother has been diluted a lot. In fact, she is not very old. After all, in the era where Li Xi'an lived, she could be called a girl at this age.
"So powerful." Li Xi'an pretended to be surprised.
"Yes, yes, no, by the way, husband, let me tell you another piece of news. The old man from Miluo Mountain keeps hurting his butt when he spanks it."
As soon as the conversation started, the woman started talking.
Until the cry of the baby interrupted it.
The woman quickly stopped talking and ran into the house. The singing came out softly again, and the baby's cry gradually stopped.
Li Xi'an sat there and looked at his unfamiliar palm.
Looking at the sky again, it was already late. The sun was setting in the west, and only a small half was still floating on the horizon.
Today's sunset is as bright as blood.
…………
Late at night, the only sound in the quiet room was the rising and falling breathing.
A few rays of light are particularly conspicuous in the dark night.
Approach the house quickly from the horizon.
In the darkness, a pair of eyes suddenly opened.
He left the room quietly and disappeared into the night.
Near the back hill of this small town, the light stopped and turned into several monks.
"Sect Master."
They knelt down to the figure on the hilltop facing Leng Yue. "Am I going to become the sect leader now?" the figure sighed.
"The old guy promised to come and see me, why did he die like this?"
The monk who bowed down was silent.
If anyone in the spiritual world sees their clothes, they will naturally know that they are disciples of Miluo Mountain.
The status of the sect leader of Miluo Mountain is almost equivalent to that of a leader in the spiritual practice world.
"He is dead..." the figure murmured, and it was not difficult to hear the melancholy in the words.
The figure turned around.
The gray dress dances in the evening breeze, her face is delicate and charming, but her eyebrows are pregnant with majesty like thunder.
Leng Yue coated it with a layer of silver light behind her.
"How about that demon?"
"And, where are the senior brothers? No matter how miserable Miluo Mountain is, there are still ancestors sleeping deep in Miluo Tian. It is not my turn to take charge of the overall situation."
The monks who knelt down were silent.
"The ancestor has come out of the mountain." After a long time, one of the monks said.
"Fell in the place where evil spirits descend."
"Sect Master, we are not here to ask you to preside over the overall situation, but to implore you to leave and leave this world!"
Ask a monk to finish speaking and take out the jade slip.
The jade slip is crystal clear, covered with the imperial aura, and the word "Miluo" is engraved on it.
"This is the jade slip left by our ancestor before he came out of the mountain."
The woman in gray clothes took it, and the aura belonging to the emperor of the Supreme Palace filled the air. The jade slips shattered in her hands and turned into powder.
She took a deep breath.
"If the lamp of my life goes out, the evil spirits will be invincible."
"Your last hope for Milo."
"There are such back-ups in several sects, otherwise it would not have been so easy for you to marry a mortal. Remember, you must not die and leave this world with your family. There is something deep in Miluo Mountain. The structure across the sea of stars was left by Lord Milo a long time ago.”
"You know how to turn it on."
"Since you made your choice in the first place, don't pick up your dignity as a Milomen at this time."
"Leave!"
The woman in gray clothes withdrew her consciousness and looked at the disciples kneeling in front of her, and then at a certain house in the peaceful town.
"You go back to the mountain first."
"Sect Master..."
"Don't worry, I'll arrange some things and I'll be there soon."
After the woman in gray finished speaking, her figure became illusory and finally melted into the cold moon.
…………
Figures gathered in the dark room.
She stared at the empty bed.
Stunned.
"Husband?" she called softly.
No one responded.
"Husband? Husband!" Her consciousness expanded, but there was no one she wanted to see within a ten-mile radius.
Her baby was still asleep.
The woman was a little anxious and turned around, only to find that the person she was looking for was sitting on a chair in the hall, sitting where he sat during the day.
The spiritual energy burst out suddenly, then fell silent for a moment.
"Hush -" said the man in the dark.
"Husband... No, you are not my husband, who are you!"
"Don't worry."
"Sit."
The candle was lit, illuminating two familiar yet unfamiliar faces beside the wooden table.
The same location, but both sides are completely different from the daytime.
One is Li Xi'an.
One is the sect leader of Miluo Mountain.
"Who are you? Why do you occupy my husband's body?" The usually gentle woman was like an angry lion at this moment.
"It's not what I want." Li Xi'an said.
"I didn't want to tell you originally, after all, the duration is usually very short. But you are a monk. If you are a monk, you should be able to understand some things, such as evil spirits, such as the rotation of souls. There is no need to regard me as an enemy, I am just a passerby. Soon, your husband will still be your husband.”
"How can I trust you?"
"If you don't want to, it doesn't matter if you don't believe it, you can try to kill me."
The air vibrates.
An emperor at the extreme palace level should be a suppressive blow to a mortal, even a mortal whose body was taken away by other monks. The woman in gray did take Li Xi'an's suggestion and wiped him from the source of his soul.
But nothing happened.
At this moment, her husband turned into an indestructible whole, and her consciousness could not penetrate it at all.
She kept trying, but eventually fell silent.
"It seems you have no choice, so let me ask a question."
"Do you know Kyushu?"
"Kiuzhou?" The woman in gray sneered.
"You mean the fallen world?"
Most monks in this world don't know what is happening in Kyushu today. Most of them still think about the big world called Kyushu recorded in ancient books. One of the oldest and most powerful worlds has given birth to an extremely powerful supreme being, as well as a giant among the ten categories of Zhoutian. The glory is too great to be looked at directly.
But the records of Miluo Mountain are closer to the present than those dusty ancient books.
Kyushu collapsed.
This is the message brought back by the Lord Milo in the past.
The war that shattered Kyushu spread across the sky, and countless star fields turned into dust.
"It seems I know."
Li Xi'an seemed to be able to understand the root cause of the ancient battlefield projected by Taihang Palace using him as a mirror.
"You may have taken something you shouldn't have, and someone is here to collect your debt." He stood up.
"What do you mean? Who are you?"
"I said, I'm just a passerby to you." Li Xi'an opened the door and looked at the distant horizon. The woman in gray stood behind him, following his gaze into the distance.
The bloody smell swept through the sky.
In the shadows, you can see a giant standing tall walking on the earth. Wherever he goes, life is extinguished. The reason why you can see this incredible giant is because the mountains collapse and fall under his feet. The boiling spiritual energy is almost telling the heaven and earth that he is exist.
Li Xian felt a certain will lock him.
It was like thousands of mountains pressing on his back.
Here he comes.
Shinichi.
This has happened long ago.
This is a decision he has already made.
Li Xian did not perceive the power of the Law of Time. This was a projection of the past.
The woman in gray was stunned.
The evil will enveloped the entire land, and the mountains, rivers, and the small town in this corner were all under his gaze.
She should have been crushed. This was definitely not a majesty that the emperor could face head-on.
But she didn't.
Because there was golden fire flowing silently around her.
He Zhang Li Ang
(End of chapter)