Outside of Time

Chapter 1131 Heaven and earth are the guest houses of all living things

Western Region, Daoxian Sect.

In the endless fertile fields, the fight between the two medicinal herbs also ended at this moment.

One stood, blooming, with branches and leaves shaking, shining with starlight.

The other one next to it had withered and fallen, with dry branches and leaves, and withered flowers, as if it was about to merge with the muddy earth.

But... the Poison King was still staring.

Not at the flower that seemed to have won, but at the other one that was gradually merging with the mud.

"Live towards death?"

The Poison King murmured, with a strange light in his eyes.

...

At the same time, in the sky of the Western Region, Li Mengtu's face was pale. As he rushed all the way, his injuries surged in his body, and occasionally he would spurt blood. No matter how he suppressed it, it reached the critical point.

This battle was the most intense life-and-death struggle in his life.

Although he won by a narrow margin, his injuries were unprecedented.

"I've fought with other stars, and that's the most I've ever experienced."

Li Mengtu murmured. Even though he had won now, he was still frightened by the memories of the previous scenes.

It was this mentality that made him not relax at all now.

"There is never a lack of variables in this world, and variables...especially favor the geniuses."

Li Mengtu took a deep breath. He did not allow variables to appear in this incident, so he knew that his speed was still too slow.

So the next moment, he raised his right hand and pressed it on his forehead. In the roar, his face became abnormally ruddy, as if he had stimulated his potential and burned some of his authority.

In exchange for a faster speed, he moved in an instant.

In this way, in three days, with the help of his own movement and the power of the ancient teleportation array, he finally returned to the Li family before the arrival of the fourth aurora vortex day.

It was not the forbidden land east of the center, but the real ancestral land of the Li family.

Li City!

This city is majestic, huge, prosperous, and has countless monks.

And below the city, deep in the earth, there is an amazing underground palace.

This underground palace is like a separate world.

To be precise, it is indeed so. This is a small world.

There is heaven and earth inside, but there are no living beings.

The whole world is quiet, only the wind whistles here, blowing across rivers, blowing across plains, and blowing on a peak.

On the top of the mountain, there is a wooden house.

The door is closed.

In the yard, there is a furnace tripod, and there are burning incense curling up into the sky, not tilted or slanted in the wind, like a blue cloud rising straight up.

After a long time, the sky of this small world was silent and rippled, and the figure of Li Mengtu stepped out from inside.

After arriving here, he took a deep breath and walked into the yard of the wooden house. Looking at the closed door of the wooden house, his expression was solemn.

Kneeled down.

This place is the holy land of their Li family, and it is the place where the ancestor lived in his later years.

After the ancestor sat in meditation, it became the ancestral hall of their Li family.

According to the clan rules, unless it is the day of ancestor worship, clan members are not allowed to come here at other times.

"I, the descendant of the later generations, Li Mengtu, disturb the peace of our ancestors."

Li Mengtu spoke in a low voice, then touched his forehead to the ground and kowtowed solemnly.

After a while, Li Mengtu stood up, withdrew his eyes from the house, and fell on the furnace in front of him.

This furnace was the goal and focus of his visit this time.

So with a wave of his hand, the scroll that sealed Xu Qing flew out of Li Mengtu's body and went straight to the furnace.

The moment it fell into the furnace, the whole furnace shook violently, and this small world was also shaking in an instant, with a rumbling sound.

Endless flames rose from the ground, rendering the world while the formation was shining.

With the world as the formation and the earth fire as the limit, the furnace was gathered to turn it into a baking furnace to bless the scroll, so that its refining power would surge.

"In this way, it will be foolproof. There is no possibility that Xu Qing will have any changes. He will definitely die!"

Looking at all this, Li Mengtu's heart finally let go.

After bowing to the wooden house in the ancestral hall again, he walked into the sky, ready to leave here and return to the Taoist Immortal Sect to heal his wounds with the help of the rich immortal spirit there.

"When I recover from my injuries and come back here, Xu Qing will have dispersed his spirit into the thick earth, and my inheritance will also return again."

Li Mengtu lowered his head and looked at the furnace again, looking at the scroll inside the furnace.

What exactly is contained in the scroll left by the ancestor of the Li family before he passed away? Most of his descendants only know part of it, not the details.

They just know that this scroll is the treasure of the family and comes from a place called Houtu.

There is the hometown of the ancestor.

They just know that if someone can open it, the lower immortal can also seal it.

Li Mengtu, who can only open the scroll a little at the cost of his life, knows more.

"The body withers and becomes nothing, the soul goes through reincarnation, and is constantly worn away, and finally... the spirit is scattered in the thick earth."

Mumbling, Li Mengtu's body shook and disappeared from here.

With his departure, the peace of the small world was broken and fell into the endless roar of flames. This sound... echoed for a long time.

...

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The sound of thunder seemed to come from the distant sky, passing through the real world and falling into the illusory sky, becoming a muffled thunder.

It exploded in the ears of countless sleeping people in the capital.

Awakening all the people in this city.

It also woke up an old man, who silently opened his eyes and coughed softly.

This voice, to a certain extent, seemed to surpass the thunder of heaven, causing the mansion where the old man was to be instantly brightly lit, and countless servants rushed over immediately.

Don't dare to neglect at all.

Because the thunder in the sky kills people, depending on fate.

The old man kills people just because of his mood.

Therefore, his cough surpasses thunder.

The old man was wearing expensive silk underwear, showing his noble status.

Although he has white hair, wrinkles on his face, and dark brown age spots that are very obvious on his body, the coercion he has developed from being in a high position for a long time can make people ignore the fact that he is dying when they look at him. .

I only remember his thunderous skills in this life.

"What time is it?"

The old man spoke hoarsely.

The dozens of servants who arrived were all cautious, and some spoke in a low voice.

"Master, it's the fourth watch."

The old man was silent. After a while, he lay down again and spoke calmly.

"Everyone, go down."

All the servants breathed a sigh of relief and cautiously left.

The room became quiet again, with only the muffled thunder outside echoing from time to time.

In the darkness, the old man did not close his eyes. He looked into the darkness and felt the withering of life, the weakness that he was unwilling to accept, and the approach of death.

"I'm getting old...but I always feel like I've forgotten something."

The old man murmured, and after a long time, he finally closed his eyes.

This is Tianbao City, the capital of Daning in the 79th year of the Tiangui calendar of the Daning Dynasty.

The prime minister Xu Jinfa, who wielded power over the world, assisted Emperor Tiangui to ascend the throne, conquered twenty-five countries, and created an unprecedented foundation in Daning... He traveled westward.

That night, thunder continued.

Like reincarnation, it is endless.

It's just people in reincarnation. Some can be remembered by history, but most of them... are just waves.

For example, on this day, Xu Hong was born in another world.

His father is a businessman, and his lifelong goal is to become a wealthy businessman.

Therefore, the eldest son born in the family tonight has the character Hong.

Xu Hong has indeed been working hard to fulfill his father's dream throughout his life. He gave up studying, took over the family business early, and moved forward towards his ideal.

Day after day, year after year.

Along the way, he was charitable and charitable, and became a great philanthropist in the eyes of others.

But unfortunately, a scam set by someone close to him ended his family's dream.

A plague cut off his own dream.

The vast wealth has become nothing.

His wife and children were separated, and he was extremely miserable. Before he died... he was wrapped in a mat in the city and thrown into a pile of corpses. He was burned... clean.

Is it a pity...

Xu Shan didn't know clearly, he just felt a little unlucky, so he suppressed his headache, looked at the burning corpse in front of him, and spit out a mouthful of bloody phlegm.

Surrounding it were broken carriages on the official road, ingots on the ground, trembling female relatives, and pairs of greedy eyes in the flames.

He is also one of them.

As a bandit on Yunlai Mountain, he was unwilling to do so. After all, he, Mr. Xu, had been used to being at ease all his life. As a Jianghu man, what he wanted was freedom.

Stay on this mountain, rob passing convoys, and occasionally face life and death, and the result is... others eat the meat, and you eat the soup.

He was very impatient on days like this.

The point is, his head is getting more and more painful.

This is a childhood problem, his mother said, it is growing brains.

He believed it then.

But as I grew older, my headaches became more and more severe, but my brain didn't seem to grow much.

He was always cheated, always wronged, his mother was also killed, and he seemed to be taking revenge...

I don’t remember, I just remember that killing is not enough.

So he hit his head hard, and then bandaged the wound on his leg. Thinking that the bodyguard had almost cut his lifeblood with the knife he gave him before he died, Xu Shan felt even more unlucky. .

"I need to find time to leave here. It's best to find a doctor to take a closer look at what's going on in my head."

Just as Xu Shan was thinking, a sound of laughter came from afar, followed by a trembling woman, who was thrown in front of Xu Shan.

"Sisan, you performed well today. Grandpa, how about I give you a wife?"

Xu Shan's whole body was shocked. These words made his head seem to no longer hurt. At this moment, his breathing was rapid. Looking straight at the trembling woman, he suddenly felt that being a bandit here was not bad.

So he quickly spoke to the second master who had given him the reward.

"Ah, thank you..."

A stone came quickly and landed on Xu Shan's head.

The force was so strong that Xu Shan was in pain. When he took a few steps back, the second-in-command in his eyes laughed sarcastically.

"You really want it?"

This sentence was accompanied by countless laughter all around.

"No, no..."

Xu Shan also smiled. Under his unconcerned appearance, he felt severe pain several times greater than his head.

It hurt so much that he wanted to kill someone, or... kill himself.

So a group of people packed up all their belongings. On the way back to the village, he jumped in front of Er Nian and stabbed him with a knife in the face of the other's ridicule.

But unfortunately, he missed.

What greeted him was a stinging pain like a storm, and his whole body was like a rag doll riddled with holes, filled with blood.

But before he died, he smiled.

In the horrified eyes of the second master in front of him, and in the sound of everyone around him breathing in, he swallowed the meat he bit into.

That piece of meat was from the throat of the second master.

The world is blurred.

In this blur, Xu Shan suddenly found that his headache was gone, and a sentence that seemed to be out of his memory came to his mind.

"Heaven and earth are the guest houses of all living things..."

"What does that mean?"

Xu Shan had never read a book, so he didn't understand. When he tried to figure it out...his life was gone.