The broken time will eventually recover, and the long river that flows against the flow will eventually run forward - if there are eternal truths in the world, "time moves forward" must be one of them.

The world of Shenxiao is a vibrant and complete world, and it must have its time and space order.

In his previous plan, Zen Master Xing Nian created a time mishap and pushed the time between the land of Shenxiao and the demon world away. This in itself was using the world rules of the land of Shenxiao. In other words, time separated from the demon world,

Establishing your own time order is exactly what the land of Shenxiao wants.

Without Zen Master Xing Nian, it would have pushed in this direction.

Zen Master Xing Nian’s position is exactly in compliance with this “natural timing”.

As the situation has evolved to the present, the destruction of Fei Guang has shattered and reshaped the time and space order of the Land of Gods. This is undoubtedly of revolutionary significance, and the world has leapt forward as a result.

A group of young monsters who participated in the Shenxiao Bureau caught a glimpse of the mantra stone tablet left by the King of Shenxiao in the process of the fragmentation of the order of time and space.

As for now, it is returning to this shore in the process of reshaping the order of time and space.

This process is inherently smooth and hassle-free.

The risk of peeking into the historical truth will be erased because of the Mantra Stone. Returning to the "now" where order has been restored should not be a problem.

But in that endless fleeting light, there was such a voice.

It is weak, old, and painful.

Said this——

"Young man, please slow down!"

The endless fleeting light seemed to have stopped at this moment.

One of the streams of light jumped out of the long river of time, allowing viewers to see its true appearance, which was a white feather dyed with golden light, floating on the sacred mountain.

The conversation in front of the mantra stone tablet has been cut off, and the mood at that time seems to have remained there.

Still on Mount Sacred Mountain, in front of the Fountain of Youth.

Lu Qilang pressed his hand on the sword but did not draw it out, and the sheep healed his palm while chanting sutra but there was no sound.

Zhu Lanruo no longer has a harp in her hand, she only holds a broken string...

Coo coo coo, coo coo coo.

The Fountain of Youth bubbles steadily and silently.

"Are we back?" Chai Asi asked his most trusted ancient god in his heart.

The ancient god did not speak, and the ancient god also needed to observe.

But as his eyes moved, this question no longer needed to be asked.

There is no end to the top of the mountain. There are dangerous and winding roads on the mountain. Mountain springs are gurgling, and outside the mountain are white clouds and blue sky.

Nothing on the sacred mountain seems to have changed.

Except for the Fountain of Youth itself.

Except next to the Fountain of Youth, there was a figure sitting on the bluestone where Zhu Lanruo had smashed the string harp before...

It was a figure with long withered hair and gray feathers, so weak that it seemed as if he was about to be blown away by the breeze.

Zhu Lanruo was originally standing there, but now she moved her steps and without even looking back, she left far away and landed next to Yuan Mengji.

The deep forest where the demons walk is halfway up the sacred mountain.

Out of the deep forest, the fountain of youth stops in the winding bend of the mountain road.

Originally, either intentionally or unintentionally, all the demons were scattered around the Fountain of Youth.

Spider Lanruo has been at the Fountain of Youth from the beginning, closest to the spring water.

Yuan Mengji was strong-willed when he had no desires, and Chai Asi was worried that the Ancient God would be too hard to deal with the sky demon, so he kept a low profile for the sake of the Ancient God. Therefore, the two of them kept a tacit understanding of keeping a distance from the Fountain of Youth, and instead moved closer to the deep forest where the path was hidden.

Normally, if Zhu Lanruo approached like this, Yuan Meng would have been filled with joy for a long time. But at this moment, he not only moved aside, but also pulled Chai Asi, who was smiling.

Not paying attention to the undercurrents among these little demons, the figure sitting alone on the bluestone by the spring said slowly: "I have met all of you little friends in Hehuating... I am ugly and frail, and I am ashamed to show my ugliness, so I

Please forgive me for not greeting you."

Halfway up the mountain, it was very quiet for a while.

The sight of a feather flying out of the stream of light, and the sound that sounded from the endless passing stream of light, indeed brought too much shock.

Lu Qilang looked at Zhu Lanruo and asked via voice transmission: "The one you mentioned moved the Fountain of Youth to the Land of God's Sky, hoping to use this world's layout to continue the existence of the myth... What's his name?"

Zhu Lanruo said nothing.

But the answer is self-evident.

Hehua Pavilion, Hehua Pavilion.

At the end of ancient times, the great demon that removed the Fountain of Youth from the present world was a powerful being named He Qingsong.

Many years later, He Qingsong died and the fountain of youth stopped flowing.

It has been moved to many places and passed through many hands.

He Huating, a descendant of He Qingsong, recaptured the dead Fountain of Youth and planned it in the land of Shenxiao, but failed in the end... He was said to have been dead for an unknown number of years, so how could he still be here? Why would he be with them?

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Maybe you haven’t returned yet and are still on the journey of time!

The figure sitting alone on the bluestone, with his back to the monsters, said: "My little friend, what are you curious about me, why don't you ask me directly?"

He actually heard Shikashiro's message and at the same time admitted Shikashiro's guess.

Although Lu Qilang was frightened, he held his hands in a very graceful manner: "If you are really in front of Senior He Huating, why don't you turn around and see him?"

With a thin sword at his waist and a jade crown binding his hair, his voice was clear and clear: "You say you are a past existence, but you are stingy about showing your true face. You are asking me to wait for a bunch of little monsters, which will inevitably make me panic."

"Wait..." He Huating said, "Do you really want to see me?"

"Senior, if you are willing to show your face, you will definitely want to see it." Xiong Sansi said quietly: "I want to come and see you, and I won't miss anything."

"Namoguang King Tathagata!" Sheep healed his palms and recited the name of the Buddha to express his approval.

"Namo Demon Master Tathagata!" Shu Jialan quickly added in a louder voice.

Although everyone came to this Shenxiao Bureau to have their own desires and compete with each other. However, for this extremely strange Hehua Pavilion that suddenly appeared, all the demons present felt somewhat dangerous, and they couldn't help but become jealous of the same enemy.

In such an atmosphere, Chai Asi, who was smiling flatteringly, felt a little awkward. He said honestly: "How lucky are you, the younger generation, to be able to see the true face of the sages?"

In any case, He Huating cannot bear the title of "sage". Even his ancestor He Qingsong can hardly be called such a title.

But he laughed.

The laughter suddenly stopped and was replaced by a hard, bellows-like sound.

He just laughed softly twice, but it seemed like it took a lot of effort. He seemed to be out of breath, lowered his head and held his knees, and breathed heavily!

Although the monsters present were young, they were all cautious and no one wanted to take the opportunity to do anything.

After a while, He Huating finally regained control of his breathing.

He said weakly: "I have worked hard for so long just because I want the younger generations to mention me and have such a title."

The pursuit of fame and reputation is no exception in ancient and modern times.

The listener can indeed read his desire in this voice. He probably once had such an imagination and had a grand goal... but he became a loser in the end.

Then he started to turn around.

With the great ancient god at his side, Chai Asi was actually the least nervous person on the scene. He was also very casual and said with a smile: "Then look at it, isn't this called spirituality..."

He Huating completely turned around.

Chai Asi’s spirit can no longer survive.

What does this look like?

He said that he was "disabled in body and appearance, and ashamed to show his ugliness", which was actually a bit modest.

The lusterless hair is piled on top of the head like dead grass.

The wrinkles are so deep that they could trap a fly.

The eyes seemed to have sunk into the back of his head, and there were only two faint lights describing this living creature.

There seemed to be no flesh and blood on his body, and there was only wrinkled skin sticking to the thin bones.

The feather coat, which should have been very precious, seemed to be placed on a bamboo frame.

It was clear that all the vitality should be gone, but he was still doing something similar to "piercing his fingernails with a bamboo stick", struggling in pain just by looking at him.

He looked at all the creatures present silently, with a kind of silent terror.

Chai Asi was horrified and quickly sought security from the great ancient god: "What is the background of this old boy?"

The great ancient god only said: "Don't act rashly."

The true meaning of the world of Shenxiao is "infinite possibilities", which constitutes the basic rules of this world and is also an important reason why this world attracts so many powerful people.

Just like the true meaning of the world in the mountains and seas, it is "fantasy come true".
To be continued...