Chen He saw that Li Yan was trapped in the fragments of the small world for countless years.
Fighting hard, groping and cultivating the Mysterious Yuan Gong, Ji Changge is not a member of the Beixuan sect, he can only tell how he has seen people of the Beixuan sect use it, and the specific formulas, Ji Changge Song doesn't know.
- Chen He could clearly see the scars on his fingers cracked by the bowstrings, the continuous vomiting blood in his lungs due to improper practice, and the wounds bitten by the wild beasts.
Chen He was silent, his whole person lost his joy, anger, sorrow and joy. He didn't know whether it was because he heard the sad news of Shi Feng's early death in his previous life, or because of Li Yan's ascetic practice who didn't care about safety.
The mirage bead that Li Yan accidentally obtained back then had a blurry scene and few things that he could remember. Now Chen He can see all of these. Those pains that were never recorded and even Li Yan himself could not remember were difficult. Woolen cloth
Losing all memory, instinctively wielding the sword, perhaps there is not much difference from the ancient monk of Shuihuangu.
What supports the ancient monks is the obsession of sticking to the homeland, which still exists after 8,000 years, what is it that supports Liyan? Chen He knew the answer, and he looked more and more silently at the unfamiliar and familiar self in the broken hazy memory.
In fact, there are more than small world fragments. Before he was promoted to the Nascent Soul stage, how many difficulties and dangers Li Yan faced, but these were things that Li Yan thought was not important. Chen He could only see that he was rising and falling. On the sand dunes, looking for a person, or a corpse.
The psychosis made Li Yan forget too many things. He was wandering in the Chifeng Desert. It may be that the subordinates who used to be salt dealers told him that he first appeared on the edge of the desert.
Divine Dead Zone, Chifeng Desert.
- Shi Feng passed on the Beixuan School to himself in his previous life, so he would not live long. Where exactly did he die? Chen He and Li Yan had the same idea.
If he wasn't in the Chifeng Desert, he must have been brought back by the people of Heiyuan Valley.
For Li Yan, it is not difficult to inquire about the deeds of the blood demon Shi Feng, but Shi Zhonghuo appeared in Yunzhou many years ago and burned 100,000 living beings, so that countless people in the cultivation world went to chase and kill the "devil". Nor is it a secret.
The past is easy to check, but the dead are hard to find.
Fragments of memory became more and more blurred, and in the end it was just some hazy shadows and the wailing of wild beasts.
"Are you going to leave?" Ji Changge's golden armor was on her body, but she could still distinguish it vaguely, "Remember that many years ago, you seemed to say that this place was very good, and you didn't want to leave?"
"I have realized the archery skills, and I also have a clue about the Mysterious Yuan Gong. My cultivation base has been promoted to the middle level of the Mahayana period the day before yesterday." Li Yan said lightly.
Chen He silently added in his heart: The most important thing is that the mirage beads are almost useless.
"Forget it, there are banquets in the world." Ji Changge's voice was filled with indescribable tiredness, looking up at the gray sky, as well as the ancient monks and wild beasts who turned into dust and re-arranged, "You I have been here for more than two hundred years.”
so long
Chen He frowned, no wonder Li Yan, who had to learn both archery and the Northern Mysteries, was in the Mahayana period.
"This war should end after all." Ji Changge sighed.
"I don't know what other orders the seniors have." Li Yan has always been polite to others, and he is too lazy to pay attention to it. He has known each other for many years, and he has agreed to teach art, so his tone to Ji Changge is obviously different.
After the fragments of the small world were broken, Ji Changge's soul was about to escape into the reincarnation of the six realms.
-fair enough.
Chen He thought with a little regret, with Li Yan, presumably Ji Changge didn't need to spend so much energy of his primordial spirit, the bow folded, and his spirit was destroyed.
Unexpectedly, the next sentence ruthlessly shattered his meager hope.
"I understand what you want to say." Ji Changge laughed long, "I have been sane for two hundred years, and I have tried my best to teach your archery skills. It has long been the end of the force. You don't want to see me silently die in the small world. In the fragments, he said he was going, yes or no."
"That's not the case." Li Yan denied.
"Ha, it's not like that."
Ji Changge stared at Shuihuangu for a long time, before saying, "You don't have to be sad, I died 8,000 years ago, and now I have the opportunity to end this battle, I am very pleased."
Desolate beasts came from the horizon, and the black pressure was pressing together, rushing over the sky and covering the earth.
Liyan Law Enforcer, waved away with one hand, pale flames and Nirvana True Essence poured out like a wave.
"This is the last time I will stand on the mountain wall of Shuihuangu..." Ji Changge said to himself, bending his bow and arrow, "Last chance, please help me, if you still can't fight back these evil beasts, you will be God willing."
"God's will?" Li Yan walked to Ji Changge's side, "I never believed it."
Fighting, fighting to the death, the corpses of the ancient monks lying on their backs, and the tragic howls of wild beasts.
The scene gradually became blurred and intermittent. I don't know how long it took, and a faint voice came from the fog: "Chen He..."
"The wild beast has retreated." Li Yan replied.
"Really, it's true..."
Followed by the chaotic words of the ancient monk who woke up from a dream.
"Senior Ji, we defended the Shuihuan Valley! The wild beasts were defeated, and they all died! Senior Ji? What happened to you?"
"Ah... this is? My magic weapon, my hand—" "What happened to Shuihuangu?"
Chen He could imagine this scene. The ancient monks looked at the body that was constantly disintegrating into sand and dust. For the first time in 8,000 years, they crossed the mountain wall and looked back at their homeland, only to find that the Shuihuan Valley had long since become ruins.
"You can do it now." Ji Changge murmured weakly, "Leave here. I want to see your arrows..."
The thick fog shook violently, and everything finally disappeared, and all sounds disappeared.
-Liyan came out of the small world fragment, and before Ji Changge died, he also saw what he wanted to see. After eight thousand years of fighting to the death, Shuihuagu finally defeated the attacking wild beast. Sober up from the endless obsession of doom.
Chen He stared at the mist, he felt a deep sense of frustration.
Li Yan is him, but not him...
Li Yan can do a lot of things, but he can't, and he doesn't.
After another long while, the fog carrying the memory suddenly increased, filling everything in front of him, and then the fog subsided, and the slender five fingers pinched a bead surrounded by white smoke, as if winning.
Millennium Mirage Beads, New Mirage Beads!
Is it—
Chen He looked at it in surprise.
The bright flames illuminated the surroundings. The long coat was placed, and the gorgeous green eagle pattern was floating faintly. It was obviously a complete ghost.
The long hair was pulled up high and held by a red chi crown. Chilong held a golden phoenix stone in his mouth, that is, there was a golden phoenix hovering on the surface of the stone pattern.
Qinghe, Chilong, Jinfeng... these are all the wild beasts that Li Yan once wrote down in the Small World Fragment.
When Chen He and the Heluo faction were trapped in the fragments of the small world, Chen He always avoided those wild beasts with extraordinary strength, after all, his cultivation was very different from them. Now it seems that the souls of these guys, like the Kui Bow in Chen He's hand, have been subdued and collected into the magic weapon.
Chen He's mood was more complicated.
Li Yan in front of him was free from his embarrassed appearance, and the multiple old wounds were also healed by the elixir, and there was no trace at all.
I'm afraid that what I see at the moment is no longer the lonely magic cultivator in the Chifeng Desert, but Venerable Liyan, who is more similar to the appearance of stepping on the sky and crossing the tribulation, but the long hair is black, and it has not turned into the color of frost and snow.
"Where is the rat generation?"
Suddenly I heard the sound of swearing, coming from a distance, and it was close to my ear in an instant.
Venerable Li Yan avoided a few steps without a trace, and the red and white fiery flames instantly rose, and the cyan curtain dragging on the ground immediately turned to ashes.
A sword light burst into the air.
Like a red lotus blooming, the flames burst from it, causing thousands of scattered sparks. Seeing that the fire was about to spread out, forming a prairie prairie, where the sword blade fell, white mist rose, water droplets splashed, and the momentum was fierce. The true fire of samadhi was actually poured out.
Venerable Li Yan was taken aback.
Immediately, he stood still, holding the mirage bead with one hand and holding the other hand behind him.
"Venerable Huanjian, the first master of the magic way, I have been admiring it for a long time..."
The flame avoided the real water of the four seas, and Venerable Huanjian stepped on the unrecognizable water pavilion, and his expression changed greatly: "You—"
Venerable Li Yan was about to say something when suddenly he saw the old-looking Huanjian with murderous aura. He couldn't help but say that he raised his sword and slashed horizontally. This time, the momentum was not trivial. , while the red bow held in his palm.
Unexpectedly, Venerable Huanjian didn't turn around at all and continued to start. He rushed directly to the box behind the screen and quickly lifted the lid. After finding that the contents inside were intact and nothing was missing, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Venerable Liyan: …
Chen He saw a strange look on Li Yan's face.
Huanjian hugged the box and breathed a sigh of relief, then jumped up and shoved the box directly into the mustard seed magic weapon: "Your Excellency must be Venerable Liyan, it's ridiculous, broke into my house and stole the Wannian Mirage Pearl?"
Li Yan, who has eaten the mirage beads: …
Chen He thought with hindsight that if the mirage bead had been used, he would be able to see the scene it once recorded after swallowing it. Venerable Huanjian put the ten thousand year mirage bead here to see when he was away. Who has come in
Venerable Mo Dao's daily living place, presumably ordinary people can't get in and out. It seems that Venerable Huanjian put him here, maybe to prevent the apprentice from cracking the sky and stealing here
Chen He was still thinking, and Venerable Huanjian said angrily: "Return the mirage beads, this place has been very boring pastime for many years, is your Excellency also interested."
"… "
Uh! This mirage bead is placed here carelessly, remembering a shadow play that Huanjian played with on weekdays
"What if I don't pay it back?"
Venerable Li Yan held a bow and arrow in his hand, Huanjian's pupils shrank, and he obviously felt that the opponent's strength was no small matter.
"If you want a thousand-year-old mirage bead, I'll give you one!" Venerable Huanjian discussed with anger.
Li Yan said lightly, "Your Excellency seems to have a lot of mirage beads?"
"… "
Venerable Huanjian endured and endured, and the sword edge shook: "The mirage is nothing but a fantasy, what do you want, is it a formation? I will exchange three magical instruments with your Excellency."
"No change."
Venerable Huanjian cut off his beard and took his sword up.
The pavilion collapsed and overturned, the lake water vanished into nothing, and the momentum was terrifying.
After fighting until the bottom of the lake sank into a huge pit of several meters, the flames went out and started again. Then Venerable Huanjian gritted his teeth and asked, "It seems that Your Excellency is deliberately trying to make it difficult for me."
"Give me another mirage bead, the one you want, I will return it to you in ten days."
"You!" Huanjian almost blew his beard and stared, and after a long while he retracted his sword angrily, "Okay, that's all!"
Venerable Li Yan took a mirage bead thrown by the other party and left without looking back.
It was not until he left the suburbs of Beijing that Li Yan stopped, closed his eyes for a long time, and a playful smile appeared on his lips: "Master Mo... Entering the city... It's an unexpected gain. These shadow play of Venerable Huanjian are quite interesting. Deep meaning, there are quite a lot of them, if you take a closer look, you will be able to understand the major events and insider stories in the cultivation world for hundreds of years."
Chen He also has the habit of talking to himself like Li Yan. It's not because of his temperament, but he wants to tell Mirage Zhu Ji so that he won't forget it next time.
"A mirage is ten thousand years..."
Venerable Li Yan glanced at the sky and frowned slightly: "I don't know if there is such a thing in the heaven. Ten thousand years may not be enough for me. Why don't I ask for three more in ten days!"
Bystander Chen He:…