In the purple mountain, there is a mist, and there is no life at all.
Li An wandered around Zishan. This was not his first time in Zishan.
In the past, when he was still the Li Daoqing who frightened even the Eastern Wasteland, he had come to Zishan.
At that time, he entered the Purple Mountain. He originally wanted to pick up the Book of Origin and Learn the Origin Technique like Ye Fan.
From now on, just like the sixth generation Patriarch Yuantian, he will win a Yaochi Saint and come back.
But the same people have different fates. There is no halo of the protagonist. I searched all over the ground and couldn't find the Book of Origin.
As for his visit to Zishan this time, he didn't come here just for the Book of Origin.
Yuan Tianshu, haha!
We have become emperors, and we still need to learn the art of breaking the source.
No matter how strong you are, you will never learn.
Dogs don’t learn.
He walked into the interior of Zishan and saw murals depicting a glorious figure who turned his back on all living beings and suppressed ancient creatures.
He saw pieces of divine sources, with ancient tribes sealed in them, and they were recovering bit by bit.
He saw Jiang Taixu who was trapped in the purple mountain. The white-clothed divine king was now extremely depressed. He no longer had the talent and talent he once had. He was haggard and had reached his limit.
He even saw cracks appearing in a piece of the divine source, and a large black dog half as tall as a man was lying inside, showing signs of recovery.
He finally stopped in front of Emperor Wushi's Taoist platform and saw a corner of his robe and some ashes.
Li An sighed leisurely.
Then, he took out a snow-white crystal skull of a female saint from his sleeve robe, with a crescent-shaped pendant hanging on it.
Since he left the Beidou Star Territory three hundred years ago, he has been wandering in the deserted universe, and this skull was obtained by him in the starry sky.
This is the skull of a female saint. Just from the shape of the skull, we can see part of her appearance during her lifetime. She must have been a peerless beauty.
In the distant past, she was once a proud goddess, she was once shrouded in a divine ring, she was the center of attention, and she was arrogant in the world.
But he chose to abandon everything and go on the road alone, facing the cold and dark universe, pursuing and looking up.
She pursued with sincerity, kept searching, and spent her whole life searching.
Just to find one person's footprints.
But this is a lonely road. Even a saint will lose his way in the lonely universe.
In the end, this female saint never found the person in her heart until her death.
On a certain day, the green hair turned into white hair, the red pink turned into a skeleton, and sat in a corner of the dead universe.
I have been alone all my life, but have never seen that person.
And the person she spent her whole life pursuing...
Li An looked at the Taoist platform, and seemed to see a figure sitting cross-legged on it again, with his back to all living beings from beginning to end.
Who is the peak at the end of the immortal road? When you see the beginningless road, it becomes empty!
The Great Emperor!
This female saint is absolutely amazing and has an unlimited future, but what?
It was a coincidence that I met Wu Shi, but now it was over.
Once you meet without beginning, you will make mistakes for life!
"I... just want to follow your footsteps, even if I can only look up from behind for the rest of my life."
At this moment, the skull of the female saint in the palm of Li An's hand seemed to sense the familiar aura, and the faint spiritual imprint on the skull was trembling slightly.
She has passed away for who knows how many thousands of years, but this trace of her still refuses to dissipate.
This is the wish that the female saint will stick to until her death.
"He is also a poor man."
Li An sighed softly, gently raised his palm, and brought the snow-white crystal skull to the platform.
He once obtained a Taoist secret taught to the female saint by Emperor Wu Shi from the crescent-shaped pendant hanging on the skull of the female saint.
Now sending it back can be regarded as settling a period of cause and effect.
At the same time, he operated the Dayan Heavenly Power to communicate with the eight wastelands of the universe, as if opening a door and sending the weak spiritual imprint into it.
Soon, a majestic figure appeared on the platform. His black hair was thick and falling like a waterfall.
If anyone were here, they would definitely be in disbelief.
More than 80,000 years have passed, and even the Great Emperor cannot live for such a long time. However, the Great Emperor Wu Shi, who was so powerful in the nine heavens and ten earths, has actually appeared.
His eyes dropped and fell on the crystal clear skull on the platform.
Looking at the skull of the female saint, he was speechless for a long time.
Very silent.
"Dilis."
Finally, he walked up to the snow-white skull, picked her up, and called her softly.
The sound was very weak, but it shook the entire purple mountain.
The sacred tablet that suppressed the holy cliff was loosened, and the Wushi bell rang.
The breath felt like it was crushing the heaven and earth.
"Dilis."
This is the name of the female saint.
The figure of Emperor Wushi briefly appeared on the Taoist platform. He called, with sadness in his voice, and rubbed the face of the crystal skull with his hands.
Fighting for a lifetime, moving forward indomitably, sweeping through nine heavens and ten lands, breaking eternal myths, standing at the pinnacle of humanity, respected by the whole world!
He is the only one who has achieved brilliance that cannot be replicated!
He has suppressed the world and the universe. Without him, he can't deal with anyone. He is invincible and undefeated in his life, and even the restricted areas of life are silenced.
It is as powerful as the underworld and has been passed down for eternity. Facing the Great Emperor Wu Shi, he can only keep a low profile, enshrine himself in the Immortal Treasure and dare not fight against him.
But……
Even the Great Emperor has a soft side.
Just like Emperor Huangtian, who has been arbitrary for all eternity, he is like a younger brother to Shi Yi.
Even in front of Shi Ziling, he was beaten to the point of calling him daddy.
In front of the great devil, he is still a grandson!
Li An watched Emperor Wu Shi whispering the name of the female saint and did not bother him.
The Great Emperor Wu Shi had no heirs. He was constantly fighting wars throughout his life. He didn't know if he had no time for love. He even had to help create his own heir, Xiao Yezi.
If this female saint had not been missed at the beginning, the human race might have had one more great emperor now.
"Thank you, fellow Taoist."
Finally, after sighing softly, Wu Shina's stalwart figure turned around, looked at Li An, and said.
"It's just a matter of repaying past karma."
Li An was not surprised, he just looked at Wu Shi and said calmly and slowly.
"See you on the road to immortality."
Wu Shi was silent for a moment, looked at Li An again and said, then holding the crystal skull, he walked step by step towards the depths of the platform.
Finally, he held the skull and reached the deepest part of the Taoist platform.
The whole person turned into a rain of light, dazzling and extremely gorgeous.
Then, the light rain slowly dissipated.
He took away the skull of the female saint and left nothing behind.
"No beginning..."
Li An watched the figure with his back to everyone disappear and sighed softly.
No matter how powerful he is, he can shake up the past and the present, but it is impossible to reverse time and change the fate of the female saint.
From the whole world being enemies, to the whole world being silent!
The sorrow of the ancient emperor was the loneliness of eternity and the loneliness of a single life.
But……
What does this have to do with him.
He is just a security guard at the foot of Mount Tai.
By the way, Wu Shi seemed to have said a few words to me just now, right?
Ang Lee touched his chin. In the original work, the Wu Shi Emperor only spoke three or four lines in total, right?