Lin Yuanxing

Wutong was surprisingly not like a demon. He quietly cleaned the dust on the altar and cleared the sculptures out of the ruins.

"The Wutong in the past would not do such a thing. She may have some kind of relationship with the ancestors of Guanghan Palace."

Su Yun did not disturb her, returned to the mirror, and said to himself: "Her Taoist heart was actually flawed from the beginning."

Qilin, Taotie and others are still activating the vitality of heaven and earth to recover from their injuries. Jinwu has also woken up and can adjust his own breathing. However, their injuries cannot be healed in a short time.

"Su Shizi, are you really going to Guanghan Mountain in the Immortal Realm?"

Yingying sat on Bai Xi's butt, holding her chin and asked: "There is no Fairy Guanghan there. And this passage has been abandoned for so long, it may not lead directly to Guanghan Mountain, and it is more likely that someone will die on the way. Besides, Shi Qilin's spirit has withered and is about to be annihilated. There are too many uncertain factors. It is not a wise move to go to Guanghan Mountain."

White Rhinoceros was lying next to Su Yun's Xingling, swinging his pitifully short tail leisurely and slapping his butt to show that Yingying's words were correct.

"Yingying, this may be the closest I've ever been to the fairy world in my life."

Su Yun's eyes were dark and he said: "You know that other people, even saints, may never have the chance to enter the immortal world and get the chance of immortality in their lifetime. Most of them died under the sword when they were going through the tribulation. At most, they died after their death. It is difficult for the soul to erase its obsession with the fairy world, so it goes deep into the universe and the starry sky, even if it is annihilated in the starry sky, it still has to search for the whereabouts of the fairy world.”

He stretched his body and looked at the blue planet below. After a moment, he said softly: "Becoming an immortal is just like a poor family trying to become a famous family. It took Shuofang's seven famous families a hundred and fifty years to achieve their goals. Generations later, they became the aristocratic family, but they were still at the bottom of the aristocratic family. They wanted to continue to climb up and reach the top of the aristocratic family, but there was no other way except rebellion.

"It is more difficult for ordinary people to become an immortal than to become an aristocratic family. Even if you are a saint, a Buddha, an emperor, or a holy emperor, if you want to become an immortal, you still cannot pass the level of the immortal sword. Over the past five thousand years, many people have succeeded in rebellion and have done so. He became the emperor. But in the past five thousand years, no one has become an immortal!

"This is an opportunity. If I can seize this opportunity, even if I can't become an immortal, I can still be one step closer to becoming an immortal, and the chance of becoming an immortal will be even higher."

Su Yun smiled and said: "I think that since there is a fairy world in this world, there must be a fairy fate. This kind of fairy fate may be hidden in seemingly inconspicuous corners of the world. A person's life may occasionally happen I have encountered so many opportunities. If I give up any one of them, my fate will be completely broken. I am a child of a poor family and cannot let go of any opportunity!"

Yingying rolled her eyes at him: "The master of Tongtian Pavilion, who is extremely wealthy, actually said that she is a child of a poor family."

"I am a child of a poor family. It has nothing to do with my being rich."

Su Yun shook his head and said: "And the money from Tongtian Pavilion is not my money. It does not make me feel happy. I am only responsible for spending money. What I am happiest about is teaching at Jiange Pavilion every month. Although I only have One hundred Qinghong coins, but I’m very satisfied.”

Lingxi immediately jumped up and carried the little book monster to escape from Su Yun's spiritual world. ——Lingxi doesn’t like to stay in the spirit world of impure people.

Su Yun said angrily: "In front of immortal fate, everyone, even emperors and saints, are just poor! There are no exceptions."

The winter solstice has finally arrived.

Su Yun and Wutong came to Guanghan Palace,

The ninety-eight stone sculptures of Guanghan Palace have been cleared from the ruins by Wutong and placed in their correct positions.

Shi Qilin is the only spirit among them that can still awaken the golden body. None of the other ninety-seven stone sculptures can be awakened. Only the ancient and obscure spirits in the sculptures emit invisible waves, as if they are thousands of miles apart in the dark depths of the ocean. The whales here communicate with each other using long-lasting sounds.

Yingying whispered: "Su Shizi, you can use your spirit to capture their thoughts and see what they are talking about."

Su Yun followed his words and tried to use his spirit to contact these ancient thoughts, and found that these thoughts fluctuated extremely slowly.

The stone statues are slowly lighting up, and the ancient spirit is mobilizing its last strength to open the immortal jar for the last time.

The celestial being gradually became brighter, and strange runes rose from the celestial being, forming various dazzling patterns in the air.

There were strange vibrations in the space, as if something was far away and approaching.

At this moment, Su Yun suddenly had a strange conjecture in his heart: "The Immortal Barrel should actually be called the Immortal Road. It is a road created by immortals to lead to the immortal world. The same is true for Tianmen, and the same is true for the Immortal Barrier I obtained earlier. In this way, even the piece of immortal urn obtained by Luo Yujin opened a passage to the immortal world!"

The tremors in Guanghan Palace became more and more powerful. The palaces behind Su Yun and the others collapsed in the tremors, causing dust to rise everywhere and linger for a long time.

The surrounding mountains were also cracked by the vibrations, and rocks kept falling down. Although the power was not strong, it would probably be buried here before long.

Above the altar, the light became brighter and brighter, and the fluctuations of thoughts coming from the stone statues such as Shi Qilin became more and more powerful. Even Yingying could clearly sense the fluctuations of their thoughts.

Yingying whispered: "Su Shizi, what are these ancient spirits talking about?"

Su Yun was silent for a moment and said, "They are saying goodbye to each other and wishing each other good night."

"Say goodbye to each other and say good night to each other?"

Yingying was startled and looked at the ancient stone statues. These spirits may have been extremely powerful spiritual warriors during their lifetime. After their death, their spirits attached themselves to the ninety-six kinds of golden bodies of gods and demons such as Qilin and Taotie to protect the gods here. face remains.

They should all be friends, probably the closest friends.

As the place declined, they also fell into silence, and time wiped them out one by one.

They may have a glorious history, but it is no longer important. Their spirits will return to darkness and fall into annihilation. Say good night to their old friends, and they will never have any fluctuations in their thinking from now on.

The only traces of them are these dumb stone statues.

Yingying felt all kinds of melancholy in her heart. At this moment, she heard a buzzing vibration, and a long branch broke through the void, came from another world, and appeared above the altar.

The branch is thick and simple, with a few osmanthus leaves and a bunch of osmanthus flowers hanging on it. It is really strange that such branches and leaves appear on this desolate moon!

Above the altar's immortal urn, tadpole runes danced and rotated around the branch. This branch was like a passage to another world.

Wutong's eyes lit up: "On the day of the winter solstice, the osmanthus branches come! The things recorded in the ancient books really did not lie to me!"

Her figure floated and stood on the branch.

The osmanthus branch does not look big, but when it falls on it, the person looks extremely small. The red phoenix tree clothes flutter and walk along the osmanthus branch toward the void.

Su Yun also quickly jumped to the branch, only to see that the bunch of sweet-scented osmanthus flowers on the branch were many times larger than a human being.

He stood on the branch and looked forward. He saw that the branch was extremely thick, thousands of feet wide, and he didn't know where it led.

Wutong's red clothes were fluttering in front of her, like leaping red fire. Su Yun was still observing, but Yingying had already jumped from his spiritual world on a white rhinoceros to Wutong's spiritual world, shouting: "Su Shizi, hurry up, time urgent!"

Su Yun laughed: "This little book monster persuaded me not to come. Isn't it because I can't contain my curiosity?"

He walked forward along the branches, his vitality rising under his feet, and his true energy manifested into a three-legged golden crow, which carried him flying with wings and chased towards the sycamore tree.

His cultivation is becoming more and more powerful, and even things that consume quite a lot of mana, such as using magical powers to carry him flying, are no longer difficult for him.

Finally, Su Yun caught up with the girl in red clothes and kept pace with her.

This branch was quite winding and long. The two of them were speeding along. Su Yun looked at the phoenix tree and said nothing.

After a moment, Wutong said: "I know you have many questions."

Su Yun said nothing.

Wutong continued: "The purpose of my coming to this world is indeed to find the footprints of my ancestors and find the road to Guanghan Palace. I found the annual winter solstice event in Guanghan Mountain in the fairy world in the ancient books left by my ancestors. Legend has it that Every year, the tribesmen living in the Guanghan Palace in each world will hold a grand ceremony to allow the outstanding boys and girls among the tribesmen to pass through the osmanthus branches and enter the Guanghan Mountain."

Su Yun listened quietly.

Lingxi was lying in the clouds of Wutong's spiritual world, yawning, eyes closed, Yingying leaned on the crook of Lingxi's elbow, listening to Wutong's heartfelt voice.

"But in my world, these can no longer be found. My world has been buried in the ashes of calamity."

Wutong's tone was calm, and he did not use the incredible magical powers of human demons, but there was a thrilling charm in his voice, saying: "I followed the footsteps of my ancestors across the sky, searching for other tribesmen, and I found one world after another in the starry sky. Everything there is annihilated.”

Yingying suddenly interrupted her and asked: "Your world was buried in ashes, how did you survive?"

Wutong didn't answer.

Yingying suddenly understood that Wutong in that life was actually dead, and the only survivor was the human demon Wutong possessing her own people.

"Finally, I found it here."

A heartfelt smile appeared on Wutong's face, and he said: "I know that my people have the habit of entering Guanghan Mountain for training on the winter solstice. As long as I come here, I can find them."

Su Yun turned his head and saw a kind of light flickering in the eyes of the demon girl, as if the girl was full of longing.

"If I find them, I can prove that I am no longer the only one in this universe. I have other people of my race." She said softly.

Suddenly, Su Yun smelled the smell of ashes caused by the corruption of heaven and earth's vitality, and couldn't help but frown slightly, feeling a little uneasy.

Ahead, a piece of calamity ashes floated towards him and landed on his palm.

Wutong's body trembled, and Su Yun rushed to the light ahead, only to see that he was standing on a huge osmanthus tree, with only a few branches and leaves left.

This ancient sacred tree was buried in an unknown amount of thick ashes, and the sky was filled with mist and white snow.

Is this really the fairyland?

Su Yun was a little confused.

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