At this moment, she felt that the figure in the golden flame was indeed her husband.
no.
She shook her head hard to get rid of the strange thought in her mind.
Absolutely not.
Her husband is just a mortal, and the figure in the center of the golden flame can even resist Shinichi.
Why did she fall in love with this man a long time ago?
Is it because his aura is reassuring and comfortable? It is different from all kinds of people she has met on the way to practice? She can't say it herself, but she did give up her identity as a disciple of Miluo Mountain, her personal inheritance, and her spiritual life.
past.
The running of the world is meaningless under the Dharma.
A breath sweeps across the realm of death thousands of miles away. For mortals, it will be empty before they can react.
But the rolling earth stopped.
People saw the light appearing on the land to the west.
The burning orange-red clouds are the reappearance of dusk.
The Dharma Master looked at Li Xi'an.
They looked at each other from a distance.
In the sight of that Dharma image, Li Xi'an only felt madness and full of desire for destruction.
How could an ancestor become like this? He thought. This is not depravity, or the filth that appeared on the ancestors of the Nine Provinces in later generations. This is the ancestor, a crazy ancestor.
So the whole world went crazy.
The flames burned, and the woman in gray noticed that the figure in the fire disappeared, and then the fire also extinguished. There was no one around her at the moment, as if nothing had happened.
Before she could react, noisy wails broke out at this moment.
People in this town are going crazy.
Under the gaze of the ancestors, there was no chance for these mortals to bow their heads and worship, and their minds were crushed and turned into madness. Fires burning out of nowhere began to engulf the houses one after another. Maybe someone accidentally burned down the lanterns and candles in the chaos.
Turns out, maybe it was someone who fell into madness who set fire to it.
This flame is as crazy as the people here.
"God! Spare us, spare us!" An old man was kneeling not far from the street, with the raging fire in front of him.
People in the town who had not lost the ability to move gathered towards the fire. They knelt down, bowed down, kowtowed, and made muffled noises one after another. It was as lively as a firecracker in New Year's Eve.
The woman in gray clothes saw the fire rolling up in the center of the town. Now she can only observe with her eyes and carefully contact the human world. Those people are all her acquaintances. They have lived in this town all year round, and the joys, sorrows and joys of the neighbors have long been lost.
It was fixed in her heart. But she couldn't do anything. What could an emperor at the extreme palace level do to people now? She had no ability to offend the traces left by an ancestor.
The place where people gather is the busiest and busiest teahouse in the town. People come and go on weekdays. The loft is exquisite and quite grand. There is no warm-hearted proprietress or the little girl who likes to pester her.
When the fire came, they were burned alive in the attic. She could see the charred corpses kneeling down in the attic, but they made no attempt to escape from the fire. They just knelt down and worshiped like this.
, until the fire spread and swallowed up the people kneeling on the ground.
The woman in gray is unable to use her spiritual consciousness to explore this land at this moment. She can only look and see this madness with her naked eyes.
This is a place that Zu took one glance at and no longer cared about.
"God, God is answering, do you hear it?" The old man shouted excitedly.
"God is speaking!"
He raised his arms high, and the burned horizontal beam fell from the sky and smashed straight into the old man's arms.
"God has sent a gift!"
"Old Xu, I never thought that you have been a coward all your life, but you are the one who is blessed by God in the end!" Someone else shouted, and the crowd suddenly became excited. They cheered and raised their arms, and walked towards the old man at the same time.
The old man could not reply.
The horizontal beam that fell straight down killed him, and blood and fire spread on the withered body.
The crowd ignored it, and they worked together to push away the crossbar, ignoring that their palms and arms were burned by the high temperature. Facing the old man's body, the crowd was filled with excitement. They were happy, happy that God had not abandoned them after all.
The woman in gray withdrew her gaze.
The crowd shared the food with the old man, like a group of refugees from a famine struggling to eat all the food they could see.
"This is God's gift to us!" A man rushed out from the corner and crawled towards the feast. The next moment, people wandering in the town swarmed in, like a rushing tide. One of the men bumped into Hui
The man looked at her in shock, his eyes empty and confused. All thoughts and consciousness were stripped away, leaving only burning desire and longing.
The man laughed.
"Why are you here?"
"God gave us a chance to live over there, why are you standing there in a daze?" He leaned his head forward, looked around, and asked, "Where is your man?"
Get closer step by step.
"That man of yours is useless. Let me tell you, what do you mean by marrying a loser..." The fire in his eyes grew stronger and stronger.
"Look at your humble body!" he shouted.
Spiritual energy is quietly gathering.
It broke out the moment the man pounced on him.
How could an emperor be violated by a mortal? Even if this place is at the boundary between the ancestor's will and this world, the emperor will still be the emperor after all.
But at this moment, a baby's cry sounded in the house.
"boom--!"
The sight above the clouds casts down.
The gathered spiritual energy collapsed, and the woman in gray felt like she had been hit hard. The Imperial Dao Realm tried its best to gather around her to prevent her body from exploding directly. The man who was approaching was fine. He was unscathed, with burning eyes.
The fire is exactly the same as the sight in the sky.
She was like a fragile board in the waves at this moment. She could not become part of the waves like these mortals, she could only be destroyed.
The baby's cries became louder and louder.
Only then did the woman in gray realize that the gaze was not falling on her, but on her child!
A smile broke out on the man's face.
"Everyone, this is also a gift from God!"
His voice was not loud, but the crowd rushing toward the center of the town stopped. They turned their heads and stared in one direction.
The woman in gray did not look at the crowds of people who had changed directions. She raised her head, and this was the first time she looked at the ancestor.
She has no way to retreat, and behind her are her heirs.
At this moment, behind her was the burning dusk, and in front of her was the pitch-black eternal night. Above the clouds, almost close to the stars, the pair of eyes overlooking everything in the world stopped there.
I vaguely remember that at this time yesterday, she was nestling in her husband's arms and humming children's songs.
"Stop crying." someone said.
A very unfamiliar voice.
It was cold, like the sound of spring rocks in the mountains, the strange voice sang songs, and the baby's cry gradually stopped in the house.
The woman in gray clothes was stunned. She didn't notice the two lines of tears hanging on her cheeks. She just looked back blankly and looked into the house.
At the same time, the burning dusk rolled and turned into a sword.
The sight in the sky disappeared, because the red light swept across the sky, and the sea of clouds and the eternal night receded under this light.
A dull sound resounded throughout the world, as the Dharma Appearance spoke.
It was like the sound of a huge bell in an ancient temple, or like the thunder that enveloped the earth and shook from all directions. The Prime Minister raised his hand and collided with the red sword. It was like the collision of dusk and eternal night, the rising of the blazing white tide,
It swept across the sky and the earth, roughly taking away all the colors in the surrounding area.
The roaring sound of gold and iron echoed in the clouds.
The blazing white tide ceases, returning color to everything in the world.
Then there was a soft creaking sound.
The door of the house was gently pushed open, and a figure came out with the peacefully sleeping baby in his arms.
The splash-ink hair that is scattered freely, the luxurious red clothes, and the wide sleeves of the robe are dancing in the golden fire, and the painted branches of the divine bird and lotus seem to come alive in the flames.
The woman in gray looked at him.
Looking at the pair of golden eyes with lotus flowers.
"Okay," he said.
"Who...are you?" she asked.
"I said, to you, I'm just a passerby." The figure in red clothes passed by her.
"Your husband will be fine. When dusk falls, you can come here to look for him again. He will not know anything. You are still his wife, not a disciple of Miluo Mountain."
He stretched out his hand, and in the east, a ray of sunlight pierced the earth.
The madness in the small town was shattered by this ray of light,
Then, he took the light and turned it into sword light.
…………
The dark land stretching for thousands of miles.
The evil spirits gathered into clouds, mountain peaks, and stars above the head of the Dharma.
Scarlet red, with a flame-like substance all over the body. This dharma image is like a giant wearing blood-colored armor. The head has fuzzy facial features. The hair-like thing is picked up by the spirit formed by the gathering of evil spirits, like a tree unfolding behind the dharma image.
or wings.
Li Xi'an was in front of this dharma image.
The Dharma looked at him.
He also stared at the face of the Dharma.
Dusk burned slowly in the sky behind Li Xi'an, and the sky on the other side of the Faxiang was not night, but morning light, with a sea of gorgeous dark purple clouds rolling.
There was no terrible collision as imagined, and the Dharma Appearance did not even exert any more pressure belonging to the True Realm.
All the chaos ceased under the simultaneous dawn and dusk at this moment.
This true first-level creature has swallowed up the orthodoxy of countless mountains and cities, but no one can understand why he stopped fighting in this corner called "Jingning Town".
Golden fire burns in the sky.
The world is terrified.
Use that dividing line to go back.
Even if these mortals don't know what is happening at this moment. The destruction caused by this instant is more terrifying than natural disasters. They have never seen such a doomsday scene in their limited and short lives, so they can only attribute it to "God
"Angry", God is going to destroy the world. Some people kneel down to pray, some collapse and cry, and some enjoy the last madness in their lives.
In this land where the ancestors have not yet come to watch, the darkness in people's hearts breeds shadows and wreaks havoc.
Perhaps it is easier for them to accept the immediate loss of all willpower than to live with oneself in the period before destruction comes.
The spiritual world has been unable to organize an effective resistance against such an existence, because all the qualified people died in the ancient battlefield on the edge of the earth, and no one returned alive, except for this noble ancestor. Li Xi'an knew this
Point, he still remembered those cultivators who died in battle at the edge of the earth. He felt their will to protect the world, and he also felt their corpses and scalding hot blood.
The ancestor of Miluo Mountain was the last living being to die.
And some of the ancient traditions are just as explained by the master of the woman in gray.
Preparing to frame the "door".
This world is very big and vast, but their ancestors have seen bigger and broader worlds and walked out of this star.
They are gone now, but they can leave steps for future generations.
It is the last path that can be chosen when the world has nowhere to go.
This is the first time that he has so clearly used the power of the bloody petals, the Sun Sword, the Dusk Sword, the gold of the Five Elements Killing Technique, and a mortal body, just like when he traveled to Kunlun in Kyushu.
Does this belong to him, or does it belong to the lotus in this body?
Li Xi'an couldn't help but think that if he could do this in this world, many secrets would be easily revealed.
The two petals in the present world use the blood dripping from the petals as a medium, which can attract incredible power. Sleeping in the ghost coffin brings him the incomplete law of time; at the bottom of the abyss, he uses lotus petals to reshape his body.
Time, trace the past, and face the great creatures inscribed in the pyramids.
But there was a voice in his heart telling him.
If this lotus flower is exposed to the world, it will bring devastating disaster.
What's more, he can't touch this kind of power.
But in the current situation, he was taking a trick. No living being can defeat him in this state, at least Shinichi cannot.
Li Xi'an stared at the Fa Xiang in front of him. The Xi Sword turned into a fish, and the Dusk Sword was held in his hand. The edge of the sword was pointed directly at Fa Xiang's head. Facing the sharp edge of the Dusk Sword, Fa Xiang was not afraid. The huge pupils built with runes
The madness in it has faded a lot.
"The Immortal." Dharma Prime spoke.
"Kyushu has collapsed, and there can be no immortals."
"Who are you? You are not a creature in this realm, why do you want to stop me from doing anything."
"Will your actions destroy this realm?" Li Xi'an asked.
"Yes, you want to protect them? Although I don't know what kind of creature you are, but you are wearing the Kunlun longevity suit. Even if you are not from Kyushu, you are closely related to Kyushu. You might as well look at this world, it's ridiculous, you actually want to
Stop me." Faxiang spread out his five fingers, and ancient mountains were projected in his palms, like giant dragons sleeping on the earth.
"Take a good look at this world, Immortal."
"This is the mountain of Kyushu!"
The Dharma is smiling.
It's hard to imagine that such an emotion can make one smile like this. Desolation, loneliness, and deathly silence. When all expectations disappear, only madness remains.
"I know." Li Xi'an said.
"I've known it since I came into this world."
"So, you still plan to protect them?" Fa Xiang said solemnly, and he stared at the Xijian flying beside Li Xi'an and the Dusk Sword in his hand. "You are a creature of Kyushu!"
At this moment, the Dharma is firm.
Li Xi'an did not deny it, but just raised his sword.
"Tell me your name, Master."
"I will erect a monument for you."
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
Leave some suspense, such as why Li Xian made this choice?