Chapter 202 201. The dead body sitting on the moon
The light from the laurel tree dispersed like dust.
Everything about the trees turned into nothingness.
The endless silence and emptiness submerged the star again.
The huge red creature stared at everything in front of him.
Close the golden candle.
The scales also flew and spread like the tree dust, and a figure fell straight from it. The withered giant tree stagnated, revealing the broad and boundless gray growth rings on the ground.
Round after round, densely packed, one after another.
The immeasurable quantity symbolizes the immeasurable years it has spent.
Li Xi'an landed on the annual rings. He stood among them, and his figure was not even comparable to the annual ring lines on the soles of his feet.
Walking here is like walking on thick and hard ground. Looking up at this moment, you can see the deep sea of stars, and behind you is his hometown.
The moonlight and the fluorescent light emitted by the big star reflected, and the regular runes built in the stars flickered and roared, like thunder that flickered in the universe, or a morning star that stayed. In a trance, it was like going back to the ancient times. At that time, the Milky Way flowed through it, demarcating the boundaries for the Supreme of Kyushu.
The growth rings show the long years, which is confusing.
Every time Li Xi'an crosses a growth ring on this earth-like tree stump, countless scenes will appear in front of him.
It’s all in the past.
The past quickly disillusioned him in his eyes, without stopping him for a moment.
The loose black robes swayed like soothing black clouds accompanying his footsteps.
After walking for a long time, I didn't use my magical power or speed up my pace. I walked very slowly. He knew that his time was tight, but he acted solemnly and slowly as he stepped on the rings of time. This was not only the basis for not losing sight of the past, but also the respect for the past existence of this great thing.
Passing through one annual ring after another.
The further you go toward the center, the more obvious the curvature of the growth rings becomes.
In the initial stage, he couldn't feel the curvature of the growth rings at all. The huge area made them appear to be no different from straight lines. It's different now. A more obvious arc appears on the growth rings passed by at this time, and becomes more and more obvious as he goes deeper. Li Xi'an knew that he was close to the secret buried in Taihang Palace.
There was only the sound of footsteps on the dead, empty land.
Quietly, scales grew.
A long red tail is held behind its back, and two horns like dead wood grow out from its forehead.
When the pair of eyes opened again, the superficial sense of growth in this world receded, and the life characteristics of the coexistence of dragons and humans merged into the eternity of this place, without any contradiction, as if he belonged here.
Suddenly, the footsteps disappeared.
Li Xi'an stopped where he was.
He looked quietly at the end of the annual ring, where all the circles turned into a perfect point.
This sacred tree has experienced death, and only the light is present there. The perfect point is like the moon engraved in the center of the tree stump, and you can feel its tenderness just by looking at it. The wind and sand that represent death have not eroded the place at all. At this moment, the gentleness that has been preserved for countless years lights up the figure sitting cross-legged in the center.
A withered figure.
She could no longer hold up the exquisite and luxurious sleeve robe she was wearing, exposing her withered shoulders and collarbone.
The hair curls in the moonlight, as if soaked in water. From this, Li Xi'an saw the same withered and yellow face. There is no life, she has died long ago, and the only light left by the sacred tree is a corpse.
I can only imagine how amazing this woman was in the past, how unparalleled she was in the world.
The person to whom the sacred tree laurel is enshrined.
Li Xi'an remained silent, closed his eyes and lowered his head, mourning for this creature.
"Is this the answer I'm looking for?" He was rarely confused.
Perhaps it was because these powerful beings who knew the past all ended in death, or perhaps simply because the loneliness and desolation of the scene in front of him engulfed him as a viewer.
From the ground, this star is still bright, but standing here, there is only spreading deathly silence and desolation.
"Not yet," he said again.
"At least it's not the answer yet." Li Xi'an raised his head and stared at the dead body sitting cross-legged in the center of the growth rings.
Whether it is the lost supreme beings of the old Kyushu, the lost and fallen ancestors who survived in the present world, or the unknown creatures who were powerful and extraordinary but died one after another in the hidden era, he is still on the journey at the moment and has not yet reached the end.
She was buried in the Taihang Palace, and for Li Xi'an, she was also a piece of the puzzle that formed the ending.
There are still many puzzles for him to pursue.
He was affected by this striking ancient desolation.
Close your eyes.
The golden flame loomed all over his body, and his thoughts gradually became clearer. He stretched out his hand and touched the rising moonlight with his fingertips. The lotus petals in the body are trembling and will go back to the past.
But suddenly, a refreshing feeling spread from the center of his eyebrows, flowing through his limbs and bones. The trembling petals calmed down, and even the golden tide in Li Xi'an's eyes slowly subsided.
He opens his eyes.
In front of him were white fingers touching his eyebrows.
Looking back, he saw the woman looking at him with a smile.
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"Sit down." The woman patted the ground.
Li Xian casually used his long tail to sweep the dusty surface of the tree stump clean.
The two just sat down.
Silence lay between them, deadlier than the stars above and the moon below.
Li Xi'an stared at the woman in front of him.
The whole body was covered with a dreamlike white luster, and the pair of eyes that were also looking at him were filled with a full moon.
"Has it been a long time?" she asked.
"A long, long time." Li Xi'an replied.
"What about the rabbit?"
"Dead."
Hearing the faint words "dead" from Li Xi'an's mouth, a trace of disappointment appeared on the woman's face.
"How did you die?"
"Too long time passed in Taihang Palace. As a living spirit, it disappeared in the years."
To Li Xi'an's surprise, the woman giggled again.
"Guest, I didn't expect you to be able to lie? I built the rabbit's cage for it. Since you are here, you should know it."
"What I killed was just the body and the shadow that occupied that body," Li Xi'an said. "It will always disappear in the years."
The woman was stunned and smiled brightly.
"That's a nice thing to say."
"I thought that the ten types of dragons in Zhoutian were all idiots who only thought about fighting. Brother, would you like to smile?"
She looked at Li Xi'an, but Li Xi'an's eyes were not on her at all. He was looking at the gradually thinning light in the center of the annual rings.
"Why stop me?"
"If I guess correctly, your last will is hidden in that light. When the last light of the laurel disappears, you will leave forever, and there will no longer be a way to touch the world. You saw what I want to do, The law of time is enough to present the past in my eyes, and you don’t have to use up the last ray of light.”
"The Law of Time..." The woman whose interest was interrupted was a little annoyed.
"Your Time Technique is incomplete, quite incomplete, and you can't see clearly. I know you should have seen Kukulkan, but he had already left a trance ritual for the "immortal". You guys in the past It is destined to meet. In other words, you have met a long time ago, but we have not. There is no immortal in my life, you can't see it."
"Besides, what's the use of that light?"
"I died long ago, tens of millions of years ago."
"Ancestors in the True First Realm are difficult to kill and can be resurrected again. Can't living beings like you do it?" Li Xi'an asked the question that had been in his mind for a long time.
"Ancestor of the True First Realm..." the woman murmured.
"Of course it is difficult to kill you, and the same is true between ancestors, but what if an unshakable person attacks an ordinary Shinichi? Will you find it difficult to kill? If you die, you are dead. So are we. In this way, it is true that we are more powerful than the creatures in the True Realm, even compared to some supreme beings in the depths of the star sea, but death is death," she repeated again.
"What on earth are you?"
"What is it?"
The woman looked thoughtful.
After a long time, she seemed to remember.
"In the distant past, the world called us the Evolved Ones. In the sea of stars, the spirits revered us as saints."
I have a guest at home today, so I will leave this chapter for now and will finish it tomorrow.
(End of chapter)