After the last batch of meteorites were sent away, calm gradually returned to the void.
The huge figure withered and even decomposed like a flower.
I'm afraid this mission won't be too short. No matter how fast it is, it will take at least several years before we can return.
It is useless to wait in this void.
Tianya Zhenjun returned to Bai Yujing with the other Dongzhenjun with a trace of worry in his heart.
You will know after you get to know a Taoist friend you are familiar with.
It turns out that the figure of several thousand feet is actually the result of the combined efforts of the five Tao Lords of the 'Tiandao Sect' and the 'Mingde Sect'.
With the help of the cosmic wonder [Dharma Elephant Bead], the power was temporarily fused together and the technique of 'Dharma of the Sky and the Earth' was used to form such a powerful force.
As expected, the twelve pillars of light were transformed from twelve innate spiritual treasures from each high-ranking sect.
The ‘slingshot’-shaped star track traction formation really exceeded everyone’s expectations.
But what attracted more attention was the joint effort between the 'Tiandao Sect' and the 'Mingde Sect'.
The two sects that had already broken up would actually work together to do one thing.
When we think about the behavior of ‘Ming Dezong’ preparing to leave the Eastern Region, there seems to be an unusual meaning in it.
In the next few decades, all sects will still not be easy.
Nearly a million practitioners were sent out, and when they returned, there would be countless troubles waiting for everyone.
Subsequent regional introductions, peeks from other realms, gathering luck, and perhaps endless disasters will follow.
All of this requires the entire blue world to be completely mobilized.
...
Lead-gray clouds cover the sky.
Some creatures in the secret realm of mist discovered on this day that a huge fireball fell from the sky.
The huge shock caused when it landed attracted the attention of many strange creatures.
Stone Village.
Shi Zhongyu lay bored on the roof of the village ancestral hall.
He put his hands behind his head, biting a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth, and raised his legs high.
With his eyes slightly squinted, he stared blankly at the layers of clouds gathering together in the sky.
Surrounding his body are pieces of palm-sized sunstones, with more than two hundred of them densely packed.
"Zhongyu, it's almost noon and the sun will come out soon. Have the sun-shining stones been paved?"
Under the ancestral hall, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy raised his head and asked Shi Zhongyu.
Wearing a white robe, he has a handsome appearance, and his tall and straight body seems to be supported by a javelin inserted in the body.
"Oh! I know, I've done it a long time ago. My mother-in-law looks like a girl."
Shi Zhongyu waved his hands impatiently and muttered something back.
The young man said "Oh" and flicked the five fingers of his right hand. Green light escaped from the fingertips, and lines came out one by one.
A horse was quickly sketched in the air with its head raised and neighing, its hooves soaring in the air.
As the boy's last flash of inspiration shined in the horse's eyes, the horse drawn out of thin lines suddenly took on a soul, changing from a static state to a dynamic one.
First he shook his head, then snorted, and the whole horse jumped out of the void and onto the ground.
‘唏伦——!’
He raised his head and hissed, then rubbed his head against the young man affectionately.
The young man touched the neck of the black horse, turned over, knocked the horse's belly with his feet, and the horse galloped away with the young man on its back.
Shi Zhongyu watched Shi Zhongxiu leave with some envy, murmuring to himself in a low voice.
"Hmph, isn't it just that 'the law has its essence'? What's so great about it? I can do it in a few years."
There was some dissatisfaction in his words, but in fact he understood in his heart that "the law has an original spirit" is really amazing.
Without enough talent and hard work, you may not be able to achieve it in your life.
The ancestral hall is the largest and tallest building in the entire village, and the roof is also the flattest, so the Sunstone absorbs energy here every day.
But the roof also has flaws. In order to drain rainwater, it is slightly sloped.
Sunstone, on the other hand, is spherical in shape and relatively brittle and hard. Once it rolls to the ground, it will easily break.
Therefore, stacking three inches of sand, mud and wooden boards on the edge of the roof can effectively prevent the sunstone from rolling off the roof.
Even so, the Sunstone must be charged by a dedicated person every day to avoid accidents.
The young people in the village have plenty of time, so they work in groups in turns.
Because of the special nature of the Sunstone, someone will specifically tell you when charging it every day.
But in fact, no one took these instructions seriously.
It can only be charged at one hour every day when the sun comes out.
After charging, the Sunstone will be put away. As far back as Shi Zhongyu can remember, the Sunstone has never had any trouble due to charging.
The stone village is not too small. It is square in shape, about 400 meters long and 400 meters wide. The size is determined based on the number of sunstones.
There are more than 300 households with about 1,500 people.
There are about a hundred young people in the village, and there are four young people who take care of the Sunstone every day.
But at this moment, except for Shi Zhongyu, the other three people were nowhere to be seen.
The reason is very simple. The other three people all have families. Only Shi Zhongyu has no family and grew up eating the food of hundreds of families.
As the saying goes, you have a short hand when taking someone, and a short mouth when you eat someone!
Therefore, once a month on duty, others would intentionally or unintentionally hand over this work to him.
Shi Zhongyu never complained, it was just an hour, there was no danger, it was nothing.
‘What does it look like above the clouds?
Why does the sun only appear at one hour every day?
Why is there fog in this world?
What else is outside the village?’
Shi Zhongyu likes to get to the bottom of things, and he has asked so many questions like this since he was a child.
But almost everyone's answers are similar.
‘The sun should shine at one hour every day, and this has been the case from ancient times to the present.
There are still clouds above the clouds.
There's always fog, so there's nothing strange about it.
Of course there are other villages outside the village!’
Every time after the adults answered, they looked at him as if he were an idiot.
Over time, Shi Zhongyu gradually stopped asking questions, but these questions were always engraved in his heart.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Noon.
The hands of the sundial are set at noon with great accuracy.
In an instant, the dense and layered lead-gray clouds in the sky disappeared in just a few breaths.
The dazzling, blazing, radiant, and scorching sun shines down from the sky.
"Uu——!"
At this moment, all the people in the village, no matter what they were doing, faced the sky with an almost pilgrim expression.
Everyone took a long breath, as if they wanted to suck the hot heat shining on their bodies into their stomachs.
Even though the dazzling light made the eyes irritate to tears, there were still people staring blankly at the sun.
The sun symbolizes warmth, the sun symbolizes light, and the sun also symbolizes hope, strength and vitality.
Under the sunshine, all the darkness and humidity were instantly washed away, and even my mood became much better.
Shi Zhongyu stood up on the roof of the ancestral hall.
Looking outside the village, the dark gray fog that has shrouded the village all year round melted like snow.
Shi Zhongyu looked greedily at everything outside the village.
Rolling mountains, lush forests, sparkling lakes in the distance, and other villages like Shicun...
And the countless gray and white figures in all directions outside the village.
This scene would appear every time the sun appeared, but he could only watch.
At this moment, because of the sun's rays, those gray-white figures roared in pain.
He frequently covered his face with his palms, hunched his body and ran away, hiding in shadowed places.
No matter how many times he saw it, Shi Zhongyu felt a sense of pleasure in his heart every time he saw the corpse being burned by the scorching sun.
His parents were attacked and killed by Japanese zombies when they went out to fetch water.
This was one of the reasons why he didn't feel resentful even if he was taking care of the Sunstone alone.
After all, this is the tallest building in the village, and you would never have the chance to stand here.
At the same time, whenever the sun appeared, looking at everything outside the village, he had the urge to run out.
He even calculated the duration of the sun's appearance and his fastest walking speed.
According to his calculations, as long as he walked fast enough, he should be able to reach other villages.
As early as two years ago, Shi Zhongyu had excitedly told his best friend Shi Zhongxiu in this village the good news.
However, Shi Zhongxiu's answer directly extinguished his enthusiasm.
'What if your calculations are wrong and you can't reach other villages when the sun disappears?'
'Even if you successfully reach other villages, what should you do if they refuse your entry?'
'What if the people in that village are bad people?'
'if……'
These rhetorical questions that pointed directly at people's hearts not only extinguished Shi Zhongyu's enthusiasm, but also made him hesitate.
For two years, every time the sun came out, he would always stare blankly outside the village like this.
The thick fog not only hindered his steps, but also blocked his dreams.
Sometimes, he also thinks:
Did other people in the village have the same idea as me?
Just because of the passage of time, this dream gradually fades away, and even burns out like a candle and then dies.
Every time he thought about this, Shi Zhongyu would always feel a trace of hesitation, a trace of fear, and a kind of unwillingness from the depths of his soul.
In the past two years, he had tried countless times to rush out of the village while the sun appeared.
But fear, cowardice, timidity, and hesitation tied him tightly like a chain, making his idea just an idea after all.
Time passes quickly, and an hour will pass in the blink of an eye.
Above the sky, traces of clouds and mist began to appear in the sky.
According to Shi Zhongyu's observation, in another quarter of an hour, the clouds will cover the sky and the earth again.
'well-!'
Shi Zhongyu sighed, it was another day without making a decision.
Just as he was about to lie down and cook again, he suddenly saw an orange-red fireball appear in the sky.
And this fireball is falling downwards at an extremely fast speed.
Because the speed is too fast, under the friction and squeezing of the air, countless sparks burst out from the fireball, forming an orange-red flame tail that impacts downwards.
Shi Zhongyu couldn't help but open his mouth. In the past sixteen years, he had never seen such a scene.