Red Heart Survey

The broken time will be restored after all, and the long river that flows against the current will still run forward in the end. If there are eternal truths in the world, "time moves forward" must be one of them.

The world of Shenxiao is a vibrant and complete world, and it must have its order of time and space.

In the previous scheme, Chan Master Xingnian created a time lapse, pushing away the time between the land of the gods and the demon world. This in itself is the use of the world rules of the land of the gods. In other words, breaking away from the time of the demon world and establishing its own time order is exactly what the land of the gods wants.

Without the Zen Master of Walking Mind, it will also push in this direction.

Zen Master Xingnian's Lazi is exactly in accordance with this "time of day".

But the situation has evolved to the present, and the destruction of Feiguang shattered and reshaped the order of time and space in the land of heaven. This is undoubtedly revolutionary, and the world leaps forward.

A group of young monsters who participated in the Shenxiao Bureau caught a glimpse of the mantra stone tablet left by the King of Shenxiao in the process of breaking the order of time and space.

As for now, it is returning to this shore in the process of reshaping the order of time and space.

This process was without wind or waves.

The risk of prying into the historical truth should not be a problem because of the obliteration of the mantra stone tablet, and returning to the "now" where order has been restored.

But in the endless fleeting light, there was such a voice.

It's weak, old, painful.

Said so--

"Young students, slow down!"

The endlessly fleeting light seemed to have stopped at this moment.

One of the rays of light jumped out of the long river of time, allowing viewers to see its true appearance, which was a white feather dyed with golden brilliance, floating on the sacred mountain.

The conversation in front of the mantra stone tablet has been cut off, and the mood at that time seems to have stayed there.

Still on the Mount of God, in front of the Fountain of Youth.

Lu Qilang pressed the sword with his hand but did not come out, and the sheep healed his palm and recited scriptures without making a sound.

Zhu Lanruo has no qin in her hands, only a broken string...

Cuckoo, cluck, cluck.

The fountain of youth is bubbling constantly and silently.

"Have we returned?" Chai Ahsi asked his most trusted ancient god in his heart.

The ancient god didn't speak, and the ancient god also needed to observe.

But with the movement of the line of sight, this question no longer needs to be asked.

There is no end to the top of the mountain, and the mountain is winding with dangerous roads. The mountain spring is gurgling and flowing, and there are white clouds and blue sky outside the mountain.

Everything on the mountain seems to have not changed.

Except the Fountain of Youth itself.

Except for the figure beside the Fountain of Youth, the figure sitting on the bluestone of the qin that Zhu Lanruo broke into pieces earlier.

It was a figure with haggard long hair and gray feather coat, so weak that it seemed to be blown away by the breeze.

Zhu Lanruo was originally standing there, but now she moved her footsteps, without looking back, she had already left far away and landed beside Yuan Mengji.

The deep forest where all the demons walk is on the mountainside of the sacred mountain.

Out of the deep forest, the Fountain of Youth stops in the winding circle of the mountain road.

Originally, intentionally or unintentionally, all the demons scattered around the Fountain of Youth.

Spider Orchid has been by the Fountain of Youth from the very beginning, the closest to the spring.

Yuanmengji is strong without desire, and Chai Ahsi is worried that the ancient god will be too hard to deal with the sky demon and keep a low profile for the ancient god, so the two tacitly keep a distance from the fountain of youth, and instead approach the deep forest where the path is hidden.

Normally, if Zhu Lan came close like this, Yuan Mengjizao was so happy that his face was wrinkled. But at this moment, he not only moved to the side, but also pulled Chai Ah Si who was smiling.

Not caring about the undercurrents among these little demons, the figure sitting alone on the bluestone by the spring said slowly: "Poverty Road Crane Huating, I have seen all of you...you are ugly and crippled, and you are ashamed to show your ugliness. Please forgive me if I don’t greet you all.”

Here on the mountainside, it was very quiet for a while.

The sight of a feather flying out of the streamer, and the sound from the endlessly flying streamer, indeed brought too much shock.

Lu Qilang looked at Zhu Lanruo, and asked through voice transmission: "The one you said moved the Fountain of Youth to the land of the gods, and wanted to use this world to lay out and continue the myth... What's his name?"

Zhu Lanruo didn't speak.

But the answer is self-evident.

Crane Huating, Crane Huating.

At the end of the ancient times, the great demon who removed the Fountain of Youth from the present world was a powerful existence named He Qingsong.

Many years later, He Qingsong died, and the fountain of youth stopped flowing.

It has gone through many places and passed through many hands.

He Huating, a descendant of He Qingsong, regained the dead Fountain of Youth, and set up a layout in the land of the gods, but failed in the end... It is said that he has been dead for many years, how can he still be here now? And why would you talk to them?

Perhaps everyone has not returned at this moment, and is still on the journey of time!

The figure sitting alone on the blue stone with his back to the demons said: "Little friend, what are you curious about me, why don't you just ask me?"

He actually heard Shikachiro's voice transmission, and at the same time admitted Shikachiro's guess.

Although Lu Qilang was still shocked, he cupped his hands gracefully: "If it's really Senior Hehuating in person, why not turn around and see him?"

With a thin sword at his waist and a jade crown tied into his hair, his voice was clear and clear: "You said you were an existence in the past, but you were stingy to show your true face. Tell me to wait for the hearts of all the little monsters, and I will inevitably panic."

"Wait..." He Huating said, "You really want to see me?"

"Senior, if you're willing to pay me a visit, I'd like to see it." Xiong Sansi said dully, "If I want to meet you, I won't lose anything."

"Nanwuguang King Tathagata!" Yang healed his palms and recited the Buddha's name to express his approval.

"Nanwu Demon Master Tathagata!" Shu Jialan hurriedly followed up with a louder voice.

Come to Shenxiao Bureau, although everyone has their own needs, and they compete with each other. But for this extremely weird Hehuating that suddenly appeared, all the monsters present felt somewhat dangerous, and they couldn't help but feel the same hatred.

In such an atmosphere, the flattering Chai Ahsi was a little abrupt. He bluntly said: "How lucky is it for the younger generation to see the true face of the sages?"

In any case, Hehuating can't afford the word "sage". Even his ancestor He Qingsong was very reluctant to deserve such a title.

But he laughed.

The laughter suddenly stopped, replaced by a difficult, bellows-like voice.

He just laughed a few times, but it seemed that he had put in a lot of effort. He seemed to be out of breath, so he lowered his head and supported his knees, breathing heavily!

Although the monsters present were young, they were all cautious, and no one wanted to take the opportunity to do anything.

After quite a while, Hehuating finally got his breath even.

He said weakly: "I have worked so hard for so long, just to let the younger generations refer to me, so that I can have such a title."

For the pursuit of fame before and after, there is no exception in ancient and modern times.

The listener can indeed read his longing from this voice. He probably once really had such an imagination, had a grand goal...but he became a failure in the end.

Then he started to turn around.

With the great ancient god with him, Chai Ah Si was actually the least nervous one on the scene, and he was very close to him, and said with a smile: "Then take a look, isn't this called a soul..."

He Huating turned around completely.

Chai Ah Si'ling' couldn't go down anymore.

What does this look like?

He said that he was "ugly and crippled, and ashamed to show his ugliness", which is actually a bit modest.

Dull hair piled on the top of the head like dry grass.

Wrinkles are deep enough to trap flies.

The eyes seemed to be sunken into the back of the head, and there were only two faint lights, still describing this living creature.

His body and face seemed to be devoid of flesh and blood, only wrinkled skin sticking to thin bones.

The supposedly precious feather coat seemed to be placed on a bamboo frame.

It is clear that all vitality should be wiped out, but it is still struggling like "piercing the flesh of the nail with a bamboo stick", which is painful to watch.

He silently looked at all the creatures present, with a kind of silent terror.

Chai Ahsi was horrified, and quickly sought a sense of security from the great ancient god: "What's the background of this old boy?"

The great ancient god only said: "Don't act rashly."

The true meaning of the world of Shenxiao World is "infinite possibilities". It constitutes the basic rules of this world, and is also an important reason why this world attracts so many strong people to deploy.

Just like the true meaning of the world of mountains and seas, it is "fantasies come true".

It can be said that in this divine world, there must be such a possibility-Jiang Wang can go home safely with Zhiwen Bell.

But where this possibility is, I don't know. How this might be accomplished, I don't know.

Infinite possibilities do not mean that all wishes come true.

Everything is possible, but you may not be able to do anything.

As the saying goes, "There is heaven and earth with the same force, but the hero still needs to ask for it."

Possibilities need to be found by oneself, but also need to be grasped by oneself.

Jiang Wang still hasn't figured out how to pry his way home.

He was brought to the stele of mantra by the chaotic time.

Before digesting the history of "there is no one in the world", he was detained here again by Hehuating.

He didn't know what the hell it was, what was the background?

He Huating spoke again, and said in his voice like a gossamer: "Since you see your true face, why don't you beg me?"

The atmosphere instantly became serious.

Yang Yu and Shu Jialan each respect Tathagata, Lu Qilang and Spider Orchid Ruo have their own pride, Snake Guyu has his own way, even Zhu Dali has ideals in his heart, Quan Xihua follows Yang Yu closely, Yuan Meng really wants to go home... ...Which of these young monsters present would worship him?

Such a skinny monster!

But Chai Asi laughed and bowed without any hesitation: "Young boy, I have seen the old ancestor!"

He Huating's eyes fell on him, and he said slowly: "You are fine."

Chai Asi smiled honestly: "The one who has achieved it is the first, and the elders are respected. You have taken everything, I beg you... you should share it!"

Hehuating moved his eyes slowly, his faint eyes seemed to dismantle everything he saw, and he said with great effort: "I stopped here in the year 3922 of Yuanxi, where did you come from?" One year... come here?"

His words undoubtedly made it clear that all the monster races present were brought to a certain period of time in the past by him. To be precise, it is now in the world of Shenxiao in the year 3922 of Yuanxi.

The young monsters looked at each other.

In the end, it was Lu Qilang who said: "Emperor Yuanxi has passed away for a long time, and the Yaozu have long since used this year name."

"Yuanxi" was the year name of the third generation demon emperor in the New Territories. After his death, history also recorded him as "Emperor Yuanxi" and "Yuanxi Demon Emperor".

Jiang Wang in the mirror world frowned.

Because this year happens to be the year 3922 in the Dao calendar. Although it is said that Yuanxi 3922 is completely irrelevant to the Taoist calendar, the two dates are so coincidental...

He now has deep doubts about all the coincidences in the world of Shenxiao.

He Huating beside the Fountain of Youth grinned.

This smile is more terrifying than when it is not smiling. All the teeth in his mouth are gone, only the pitted gums!

He said with difficulty: "You don't have to be afraid. There is nothing that can affect us now."

How can you not be afraid! ?

These words clearly mean that support from outside the world of Shenxiao cannot reach this place at all!

After experiencing the escape from time and space in the world of Shenxiao, the innocence of Zen Master Xingnian, and the chaos of time at this moment, Hehuating detained them in the world of Shenxiao in the year 3922 of Yuanxi.

He can probably say that the chess players outside Moyun City, those strong players who have been watching this place for a long time, can no longer interfere with this game!

Now, for this group of young Yaozu, the most important question they need to understand is...

What is He Huating trying to do by keeping them in this time frame?

In the era when Yuanxi Yaohuang was in charge of the ancient imperial city, the existence that was able to regain the fountain of youth and lay out the land of the gods was at least at the level of the sky demon back then.

Then there is another key question. After experiencing the failures of the year, how much strength can Hehuating exert in this current state?

"Young students." He Huating looked at Chai Ah Si, and smiled softly: "You are the most obedient, come here... Come to the ancestor. I will talk to you."

Chai Ahsi stood there in a daze, his feet seemed to be driven into nails, and he remained motionless.

The sound of swallowing saliva was so clear.

"What should I do?" He asked the great ancient god in his heart.

The great ancient god also wanted to ask what to do.

Let you play tricks and flatter you!

It's all right now, let's go back home!

Can't you be like Zhu Dali, be honest and do your duty, let those demon kings test the water, and give me more time to observe this Hehuating?

"Don't go." The great ancient god finally pointed out in a concise manner.

Anyway, it will take a while.

"Or... let's forget about it?" Chai Asi looked at the gloomy Hehuating Pavilion, and said in a deliberative manner: "I have an old man and a young man, and there is a daughter-in-law waiting for me in Moyun City."

"Have a daughter-in-law?" He Huating smiled hehe: "Having a daughter-in-law waiting for you, that's great. It's understandable not to want to accompany a bad old man like me. Let me think about it..."

He seemed to have really thought about it, turned his eyes slightly, and this time fell on Xiong Sansi, and said weakly: "You said just now, seeing me, there will be nothing missing."

"I did say so." Xiong Sansi said.

It's like a conversation between two dying patients because the voices are so painful.

He Huating said slowly, almost word for word: "Then let me tell you now, when you see me, you need something less."

"Less hypocrisy, less pretense... less lying."

Chai Ahsi shrank his neck, he took full advantage of hypocrisy, pretentiousness, and nonsense.

But seeing Hehuating facing the spring of immortality, he stretched out a thin finger, pointed at the water surface, and stroked lightly: "Here, no lies are allowed. Those who tell lies should fish for the moon in the water... drown to death."

The Fountain of Youth gurgled, gurgled, and seemed to be boiling.

A vertical water pattern extends from one end of the Fountain of Youth to the other, splitting the surface of the water and dividing the spring evenly. Divide it into east and west halves, if the words are true, there will be waves in the east, and if the words are false, there will be waves in the west.

This water pattern seems to have divided the Shenxiao world in the year 3922 of Yuanxi.

There is a kind of law generated in the dark.

All the participants of the Divine Firmament World present felt the restraint.

Constrained by speech, regulated by heart.

He Huating looked quietly at Xiong Sansi: "I'm asking you a question now, and you need to answer with a truth."

This sentence is like a golden rule, with a steel sword neck, after it is spoken, it cannot be questioned.

Jiang Wang, who was in the world in the mirror, had a vague realization at this moment.

He Huating undoubtedly harbored ill intentions towards the juniors of the Yaozu who were many years later.

But the current Hehuating is too weak.

Whether he wants to kill or do something else, he can only rely on his once-extreme vision and his management of the "Shenxiao World in the year 3922 of Yuanxi"... with the complicated "rules of the game" "To pry his arrangement, so as to complete the purpose.

In this way, only one part of force can be used to pry one hundred percent of force.

But what kind of terror is "speaking the truth"?

Jiang Wang was thinking about it, when he heard Hehuating ask slowly——

"Where are you from?"

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