The moon slowly rotates around the current star, emitting cool fluorescence.
This planet that humans once set foot on has become unfamiliar. Its brilliance comes from itself, and is no longer the reflection of the sun's rays. Because the sun that was once the center also revolves around Kyushu, walking on the trajectory of the ancient times, reflecting the light.
It is difficult for the creatures living in this big star to perceive the impact of the reappearance of Kyushu on the current starry sky.
This sea of stars is recreating the most ancient order, arrangement, and resonance. The ancient stars light up with miraculous light, and the words representing the basic rules flow, welcoming the return of Kyushu.
The creations of scientific and technological civilization fell, and there was only eternal darkness around the bright blue star.
On the desolate surface of the moon, following the fluctuations coming from the bright blue star, someone slowly opened his eyes and stared at the magnificent star. His eyes moved and landed on the stretching mountains that almost stretched across the north and south, tearing apart the east and west.
Soon, the sight disappeared, leaving only the sound of sighs circling around.
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Deep in the Taihang Mountains, birds and beasts fled in fright.
The ferocious divine bird flapped its wings and stirred up strong winds, blowing away the snow in the nearby mountains and fields.
With a ferocious cry, the wind and waves spread in a circle, and the divine bird soared into the sky.
Feathers and seals are outlined and diffused, pulling clouds and wind.
"Beauty! If you have figured it out, you can come to Daxinganling to find me at any time! My seventy-ninth wife will always be reserved for you!" the divine bird shouted, ignoring the strange looks of other creatures in the depths of Taihang.
It flapped its wings, the air exploded, and then flew out of sight.
The woman in white picked up the flowing long sword and pulled out several sword flowers, as fast as a running shadow, with a bone-chilling chill. As she finally sheathed the sword, the gentle expression on the woman's face disappeared.
"Master, please be considerate of me, my disciple is not very skilled yet. Maybe this is how people behave? After all, when I was walking in the mountains before, the demon should have been dead."
She said softly, the deep mountain wind and snow condensed in her originally gentle and watery eyes.
This is a cold, hard glacier, and the water is just a temporary layer of decoration on it.
She took steps and walked deep into the Taihang Mountains.
Letters are indeed important.
If the content in the letter is true, she should go to Changbai Mountain after her stop in Taihang. The king once gave me fruits, fish and meat, and she should repay him in return.
Ancient trees trembled, and countless heads protruded from caves in the mountains.
They stared at the palace carved on the stone wall, with desire and covetousness. However, this emotion was hidden deep in their hearts. For this mountain god, their respect for him far outweighed the greed in their hearts.
But the demons and ghosts from outside the Taihang Mountains don't care about this.
They are currently inactive simply because they can't find an opportunity. If they find an opportunity, they will take action when it's time to do so without delay. There are also demons and ghosts who have their eyes on the white figure walking towards the towering ancient tree in the center of Taihang.
But that woman's patience seemed to have been exhausted on the breeding birds in Daxinganling.
The pupils of the demons and monsters trembled.
She carried a long sword on her back, her clothes were flying, and with her steps, the invisible domain expanded and swept across, suppressing those malicious eyes and beating their heads on the ground.
King!
This is a human emperor!
She pinched open the last yellow leaf on the road with her slender fingers, and she heard the sound of the tide.
The large lake like the sea is floating with sparkling waves, and the waves are crashing, reaching the shore on the other side hidden in the mist. The thick fog on the lake does not disperse, but the branches of the majestic ancient tree thousands of meters high are stretched out, like a line in the white mist
The dancing and circling dragon.
An isolated island in the middle of the lake with towering ancient trees.
The residence of the God of Taihang Mountain.
There are kings and kings in many ancient mountains, but so far the only one who can be called a god is Taihang.
This was not the first time she had heard of it, but it was the first time she had seen it.
It's rare to have some expectations.
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Under the ginkgo tree, Myolie Chu held her chin with one hand and looked at the beautiful woman sitting cross-legged under the tree.
"Laojun Shan'an Wanxian?" she asked tentatively.
Her expression and movements were cautious, as if the other person was a bandit who came into the village to burn, kill, and plunder, and she was a pretty girl with no power. But the bandit who came to the village was much prettier than this self-righteous flower girl.
"Yeah." The woman responded.
Her hair is hanging down, and her expression is unclear on her face.
The rare sense of expectation was shattered. When she landed on the island in the middle of the lake, she only saw a girl with a sly eyebrow, or a ginkgo tree. She didn't understand why the tree living here was scared when it saw her. What's more, this tree
The golden light of Buddhism on the ginkgo is overflowing. The Buddha in this life should not be weaker than any living being.
But that face is a very thief.
The ginkgo tree told her that the kings had left and boarded the palace palace that appeared. She was no longer here and could no longer feel any of the kings' breath.
It's not a good time to come.
After a long silence, I don't know what An Wanxian did that made the ginkgo tree suddenly no longer so scared.
This ginkgo tree actually started talking to me.
Until An Wanxian noticed the golden carapace quietly picked up by Ginkgo.
It's rare to laugh.
I remember that the master once said that whoever can make her no longer look like the cold winter face of Laba is really capable. This little Buddha's ability is indeed not small.
"Where is Laojun Mountain?" Chu Xing'er started her attack, showing her ignorance.
"The main peak of Funiu Mountain, eight hundred miles away from the Qinling Mountains." An Wanxian replied, "It is recorded in history or ancient books that the mountain where Laozi Li Er, the founder of Taoism, retreated to practice in seclusion, making it the origin and ancestor of Taoism."
In the Patriarch's Courtyard, my old man nags me every day, and he has listened to it not only a thousand but eight hundred times, so I can answer this question."
"Oh oh oh!" Chu Xing'er suddenly realized.
"I'm really awesome!"
"Yes, he is quite a powerful person." An Wanxian nodded.
"Then why did Donor An come here?" For the second blow, Chu Xing'er couldn't think of a name and started the alms template in her memory.
"Sending a letter."
"Sending a letter? Is it from the place where Taoism originated?" Chu Xing'er is learning and selling her business now, showing no shame at all, but a hint of pride. Maybe learning something new is indeed something that makes her proud.
"The king from Daxinganling, Qingyan."
"Qing Yan?" Chu Xinger's eyes widened and she blinked.
"Do you know me? The letter is signed to the landlord of Daxinganling, Qingyan, that's the right name." Although An Wanxian was also curious about what kind of king claimed to be a landlord, Qingyan's name was obviously correct.
Before the world fully recovered, she traveled to many famous mountains and rivers. Unfortunately, she only visited the Changbai Mountains in the three ancient mountain ranges in the Northeast. She did not have extra time to travel to the Greater Khingan Mountains and the Lesser Khingan Mountains. Naturally, she was not familiar with the kings of these two mountain ranges. Even this mountain range was not familiar to her.
None of the planned Five Immortals have ever visited, and it was too early for the world to fully recover.
"I know her. I want to read her letters. I wonder if Donor An can lend me a look."
"You're welcome, little Buddha." An Wanxian said.
She tossed the carrot and sealed the letter.
But someone took it, and it was a palm with distinct joints. The wrist was extended and covered with loose black clothes.