Fantasy: Heavenly Dao Revolves Around Me

In the white space, at the end stands a door

Behind that door is the "Upper Realm".

But now Fang Mingjing and the others are paying attention to the figures standing in front of the door.

They stood in front of the door, and each of them looked like a stone statue carved out of plaster, ashes ashes like clouds covering the sun in Shrouding the Heavens.

On them, whether it is the body that was once overflowing with Spiritual Qi and Dao Yun, or the handsome or vicissitudes of the face—at this moment, no color of life can be seen at all.

Their faces were paler than the foam that the waves break upon the rocks and their eyes were as black as the sea roaring under the cliffs of night.

Ashes, only ashes.

When their bodies are completely polluted and corroded, all that remains of them is ashes, decay, decay, and lonely and cold Death.

They are the successive Holy Masters of Sacred Land in Chongxiao.

As the last line of defense to keep the pollution behind the gate of the upper realm, they don't know how long they have stood in this place.

Everyone looked as if their arms were drooping weakly, looking tired and depressed... Until the end, they couldn't even clenched their fingers into fists again. All they could feel was Only the vitality flows slowly, and the fighting spirit and consciousness slowly dissipate.

""

Fang Mingjing and the other three were silent.

half an hour,

Jiang Jiuge looked at one of them and snorted softly.

...Just told me that it can last at least 3,000 years, which is just over halfway, ah. "

Mu Changqing looked at the figure in front of Jiang Jiuge with nostalgic eyes.

The old servant naturally recognizes that this is the previous Holy Master. Although the other party in his impression is not as out of tune as Jiang Jiuge, he is also a person with high spirits... It's just that Mu Changqing didn't expect that, When I saw the other party again, the other party's appearance was so bleak.

Fang Mingjing didn't speak.

He raised his hand, and gentle rays of light emanated from his palm, each throwing these ashen figures into the defense.

I saw these ashes-like bodies slowly radiate vitality, and then quickly returned to normal skin color. Of course, that's all, it is impossible for them to be resurrected.

Jiang Jiuge and Mu Changqing naturally wouldn't have such out-of-the-ordinary thoughts, but at least they felt a little more comfortable seeing their bodies returning to normal.

"Next is the door."

"what are you planning to do?"

"...Block this place."

After thinking for a while, Fang Mingjing made such a choice.

He didn't plan to go to the "Upper Realm" behind the door to completely clean up the pollution. After all, the origin and specific situation of the pollution are completely unclear. If the "Upper Realm" later connects to other places, the pollution will be transmitted upwards from there. What about the upper realm? And looking at the situation of the past sages, one can know without going to the past that the "Upper Realm" has completely died, and there is no value in making an extra trip.

What's more, Fang Mingjing's maintenance of the current form is not without cost.

In this case, it is enough to block the door.

"【sword】."

With his eyes closed, he read in a soft voice.

Immediately, a golden long sword with incredible glittering colors appeared in his hand.

Although what Jiang Jiuge and Mu Changqing felt was nothingness, but when they saw the existence of this long sword, they felt as if their bodies and wills were crying out in pain... .

Fang Mingjing stabbed the long sword into the "door" in front of him.

The moment the sword tip touched the door, the sword body released a strong golden light, and then gradually disintegrated into radiant dots of light that disappeared behind the door.

But it's not over yet.

When the power of the sword merged into the door, Fang Mingjing raised his own hand again, and at the tip of the white and slender fingers, the golden light was tied into a thread little by little.

The door was immediately wrapped in layers of golden light like a cocoon.

"Just block it completely like this first, the source of the pollution, I'll go over and have a look at it later."

"..." Jiang Jiuge didn't pay attention to the situation of the door, but looked at Fang Mingjing at this time, and asked with some seriousness: "Tell me, what's going on with you now?"

"Just use your future power temporarily, don't worry too much about it."

His intellectual voice seemed to have a calming power.

0…ask for flowers…‥

However, Jiang Jiuge didn't believe his words at all. He frowned and stared closely at Fang Mingjing's expression, as if he wanted to get some clues from him.

However, nothing can be seen.

In fact, his eyes couldn't see anything at all, and with his divine sense, the existence of Fang Mingjing in front of him was more like nothing.

Because Fang Mingjing at this moment is reflecting his own existence in their consciousness... Now he is completely unable to use common sense to measure it, both exist and not exist, and the boundaries of each depends on his own wishes.

"I'm going to sleep for a while, please send me back to Zhishui Peak."

He said so.

Afterwards, without waiting for Jiang Jiuge and Mu Changqing's reaction, the figure began to slowly dissipate like a ray of light.

Afterwards, his young self fell from mid-air and fell to the ground——

Mu Changqing panicked a little, while Jiang Jiuge supported him with Spiritual Qi.

The Holy Master observed carefully with his divine sense expressionlessly, and after confirming several times that Fang Mingjing had no problem and just fell into a deep sleep naturally, he reluctantly let go.

"Tsk."

He looked rather displeased.

And Mu Changqing gave a relieved smile... There are a lot of things that happened today, but no matter what, if the ending is good, then it will be enough.

Jiang Jiuge remained silent. After leaving the space behind the door, he opened a passage back to the outside world.

It was dark outside now.

The sky full of stars and the full moon are particularly bright, and the mountain breeze at night is extremely vivid.

Feeling all this, Jiang Jiuge became even more upset.

After what happened today, he felt that he might not have the face to play tricks on this brat again.

but.......

It was nice to be able to see the outside world.

Thinking of this, Jiang Jiuge turned his head to look at the old man beside him.

"Uncle Mu, go to Danfeng Hall to get some Medicine Pill, I will send Mingjing back to Zhishui Peak."

Mu Changqing's figure quickly disappeared before his eyes.

And Jiang Jiuge walked slowly in the direction of Zhishui Peak—he was a little hesitant, thinking that if Gu Shiyun saw Fang Mingjing like this, he didn't know what it would be like to be poor. .