Lin Qiye, Yang Jian and Nezha were startled at the same time.
"There's an earthquake? Will there be an earthquake in Yaochi?"
Lin Qiye turned around and looked around, and found that not only this suspended mountain peak, but also other peaks floating in the air began to tremble violently. A low roar came from below, as if some terrifying existence was about to appear.
Yang Jian frowned and opened his vertical eyes. His eyes penetrated Yaochi and landed directly on the continuous Kunlun Xu Mountains below.
I saw that the green mountain forests that were originally filled with birds and flowers faded away like the tide, and the gray-white bare mountains were exposed to the air. Ancient swords that exuded a cold light grew like thorns among the mountains.
The beautiful silhouette of time was lifted up, and the sharp sword light shot straight into the sky.
"Sword? Kunlun Xuzhong, where did so many swords come from? There are at least tens of millions of swords, right?!"
Nezha looked at the continuous Hidden Sword Mountains below Yaochi in shock, and spoke in disbelief.
Yang Jian frowned at this scene, shook his head, and pointed at Lin Qiye, "These swords did not appear in the time and space where our silhouettes are... but the true appearance of Kunlun Xu in the time and space where he is.
The green mountains we saw before were just an illusion caused by the silhouette of time."
Lin Qiye flew into the sky and looked at the Zangjian Mountains below Yaochi that were still rapidly extending towards the end of the horizon. As if he thought of something, he suddenly turned his head to look in the direction of the Xiwangmu Immortal Palace.
It can be seen from the reactions of Yang Jian and others that Kunlun Xu was not like this a hundred years ago... In other words, these tens of millions of ancient swords were all forged within this hundred years?
In these hundred years, there was only one Queen Mother of the West in Kunlun.
Lin Qiye always thought that "forging knives and forging swords" as mentioned by the Queen Mother of the West was just a hobby to pass the time. But judging from the current scale, this is not the case.
In a hundred years, one person forges thousands of swords. What does the empress want to do?
boom--!
At this moment, a burst of thunder sounded from the sky, and a stream of light flew from outside Kunlun, quickly shooting towards the Immortal Palace where the Queen Mother of the West was.
Lin Qiye looked closely and discovered that the true form of this stream of light was Ziwei Xingjun, who had met once at the Peach Festival.
However, Ziwei Xingjun's face at this time did not show the leisurely and casual look at the Peach Festival at all. His expression was anxious, and the divine power around him had been mobilized to the extreme, and his speed was extremely fast.
Before he landed in front of the Immortal Palace, he took a deep breath and shouted loudly:
"Report to the Queen! A large amount of strange fog has emerged outside Daxia! Wherever the fog reaches, life is wiped out and all things wither!
The Four Heavenly Kings, Six Ding Liujia, and the Twelve Constellations joined forces to stop the mist but failed. More than half of their own divine power was swallowed up. They fell into the divine realm and were attacked by unknown beings in the mist. Their lives are now in danger!
Several golden immortals are discussing strategies to defend against the enemy with the envoys of the Pure Altar of the West and the golden arhat, and many immortals are coming, asking the empress to take action and take charge of the overall situation!"
After hearing these words, the expressions of Yang Jian and Nezha suddenly changed.
Lin Qiye's brows furrowed tightly as he seemed to have thought of something.
Mist descends? The gods of Great Xia take action to fend off the enemy?
Could it be that this point in time recorded in Time Silhouette is...
"What day is today?!" Lin Qiye suddenly turned his head and asked.
Nezha was stunned for a moment, then he counted with his fingers, "In human terms, today should be the thirtieth of the first lunar month."
"which year?"
"Xinyou year."
Lin Qiye's brain was running rapidly. According to the lunar calendar, the year of Xinyou should be a cycle of sixty years, which happened to be the 30th day of the first lunar month. When converted to the solar calendar, combined with the fact that the fog is coming... then the time point where this time silhouette is located
, there is only one.
1921, March 9.
When the fog came to the world, the gods of Daxia gave up their cultivation and turned into nine national monuments to guard the border to resist the fog from invading Daxia.
That's what the textbooks call... the day of survival.
After the Peach Festival ended, the Queen Mother of the West still maintained the time silhouette of the Kunlun Mirror in order to recreate the scene inside Kunlun on the day of resurrection?!
What exactly does she want to do?
…
Yaochi, Immortal Palace.
Hearing Ziwei Xingjun's urgent shout outside the palace, the clone of Queen Mother Xi, who was sitting alone in the dead palace, slowly opened her eyes.
Those cold eyes reflected the empty hall, and ripples finally appeared in her eyes as calm as lake water. Her white hands curled up slightly and clenched into fists.
Memories, helplessness, bitterness, pain, anger.
She knew clearly that everything that happened in Kunlun Xu was a silhouette of time intercepted by the Kunlun Mirror, but the moment she heard these words, she still couldn't control her emotions.
Even though a hundred years have passed, the pain and hatred rooted in my heart have not diminished at all. Instead, they have become stronger with the passage of time.
But, everything in front of me is just a silhouette after all.
And like Lin Qiye, as a bystander outside of time, she cannot change the established history no matter what she does.
All she can do is change the future.
The clone of the Queen Mother of the West slowly closed her eyes. In the void above the Immortal Palace, a Kunlun Mirror slowly rotated. A beautiful woman also wearing a gilded purple-patterned divine robe stood in the air, pinching the fingers of a sword with one hand, looking down at the infinity below.
The endless Hidden Sword Mountains whisper softly:
"The aura is the guide, the spirit is the blade, the bloody battle is to kill, the sword is forged and the edge is struck..."
As her murmur sounded, the tens of millions of ancient swords in the Kunlun Mountains began to tremble violently.
Outside the palace.
When Ziwei Xingjun saw that Queen Mother Xi did not respond, she was stunned for a moment, then took a deep breath and shouted again with all her strength:
"Please take action! Take charge of the overall situation!!"
Inside the Immortal Palace, there was still silence.
Ziwei Xingjun gritted her teeth and was about to shout again when the door to the Immortal Palace suddenly opened automatically and the clone of Queen Mother Xi stepped out and let out a long sigh:
"That's all, even if it's just a shadow... I will accompany all the immortals for one more trip."
After she finished speaking, she glanced at the Kunlun Mirror above the Immortal Palace. In the mirror, the Queen Mother of the West held her sword finger in her hand and nodded slightly.
Seeing the Queen Mother of the West walking out of the palace, Ziweixing Junru found a life-saving straw and was overjoyed. Together with the Queen Mother of the West, she turned into a stream of light, passed through the ancient portal in the sky over Kunlun Xu, and disappeared directly into the Kunlun Xu.
Seeing this, Lin Qiye and the other three looked at each other and flew out immediately.
After passing through the ancient gate, when the view returned again, I could see the sky full of wind and snow flying among the continuous mountains.
Lin Qiye stepped on the snow and looked around, confirming that they had left Kunlunxu and returned to the Pamir Plateau... But after careful observation, he found that the scene in front of him was similar to when Lin Qiye came here before.
Than, it's different.
The snow here is thicker, the population is sparse, and there are no footprints from previous battles on the surrounding ground.
This is not the Pamir Plateau where the real world is located, but the western border of Daxia a hundred years ago before the fog completely descended.
With the arrival of the avatar of the Queen Mother of the West, the time silhouette of the Kunlun Mirror also covers the virtual world outside Kunlun.