Chapter 279: Three Questions (Part II)

She chuckled a little oddly.

"From this point of view, the Zhongli Imperial Family, which is originally a noble bloodline, seems to be the steward of the immortal cultivators, who are in charge of the secular ones. ”

"Even if the Zhongli Emperor clan had more resentment in their hearts at that time, it would not help. Because the power of the world is not from his family. Where the immortal cultivator exists, he will never be able to truly grasp the real power. ”

"Therefore, in the sea of clouds, the sea water is like a vicious sea that completely isolates the Yuan Zhou Continent from the Ruxian Island, and the aura of the Yuan Zhou Continent declines, and everyone who has the talent of the roots, whether it is a cultivator or a powerful predecessor, has fallen one after another. ”

"In the end, this place, which was originally suitable for immortal cultivators, was gradually turned into a completely secular place by this world. ”

"It hurts almost everyone. ”

"However, at this time, although the Imperial Clan has also died a lot, but in this world, who can challenge their authority again?—— isn't this the most dazzling moment for the Zhongli Imperial Clan?"

"Smack. The candlestick was knocked over, and the old man breathed rapidly, his hands trembled, and he could not relax for a long time.

And in the surrounding crowd, except for the ignorant children, in the eyes of those adults, the long-term numbness and stubbornness seemed to be gently shattered by a small stone hammer at this moment.

The men just stared blankly, incredulously.

The fact that was almost lost in the depths of their memories was suddenly mentioned by this young girl in front of them.

Tears had crept down their cheeks, but they didn't notice it.

She looked back, Gu Xiqian's originally gentle eyes were also very dark, and in the dim room, he just stared straight at her, as if he was looking at something else through her.

She smiled slightly.

But in my heart I sighed lightly.

- What about her?

Gu Xiqian has always been a smart person, although the two get along well, but apart from temptation, their true secrets have never been revealed to each other.

Yes, she knew he had secrets, just as he had been suspicious of her along the way.

Especially at the second meeting in that courtyard, his doubts began.

It's just that he has never asked her, nor has he ever been tempted, and this respect made her slowly relieved from the vigilance at the beginning to the back.

In life, it is very rare to meet friends and confidants.

She never thought that a simple trip would lead to good companions. But I have to say that along the way, except for the initial choking noise, she is very comfortable with Gu Xiqian or the two of them, like an old friend who has not met for many years.

However, now.

She confided so much that even Ning Xu's people could hardly understand the long-term facts.

Although it was intermittent and vague, she believed that Gu Xiqian already had a complete answer in her heart.

Now, I can only take one step at a time, and people guess that I have to go out from here and worry about it again.

"Girl, third question. ”

The old man calmed down for a long time before he suppressed his almost uncontrollable emotions, pressed his hands on the table, and said seriously word by word.

"Are you here at the same time as us?"

She looked directly at the old man. She could also feel that the eyes of everyone in the surrounding village were focused on her face at this moment, as if every shape of her mouth opening was a long-lasting moment for them.

Under the expectant gaze, she shook her head slowly but decisively.

"It's not. ”

As if all his strength had disappeared at once, the old man slumped in his chair, and today's events hit him too hard, and he couldn't help but murmur.

"That you, that you ......"

Liluo turned his face sideways, and glanced at Gu Xiqian, who was a little dazed, before saying.

"To tell you the truth, we came here five thousand years after the sea of clouds, that is, the evil sea. ”

"Five thousand years?"

"Five thousand years?!"

"Five thousand years have passed?!!"

The old man's eyes were split, and his rhetorical questions were like madness, and his hoarse voice carried the strength that he had but now was insufficient, and there was inexplicably a sadness.

"Haha, haha, five thousand years, five thousand years, hahahaha!"

Everyone's expressions are difficult to describe in words, obviously smiling, but the sadness in their eyes, the kind of depression that comes out of their bones, in this village that has been hidden incognito for many years, is an indescribable pain and sadness.

Five thousand years have passed.

For the world that once was, they really didn't have anything left there.

They have been truly abandoned by time, and they have been truly hidden in these 5,000 long years.

Even if they once knew someone, even if they were once known to everyone, but these were all defeated by the huge time of 5,000 years!

They no longer have the slightest connection to what they once were.

They can no longer take chances and deceive themselves that one day, they will be able to go back!

It is like an ant left in the world by God.

They can't go back.

There's no going back.

The suppressed cries of adults, the ignorant inquiries of children, the silence of the village, everything fell like a stone on the heart, sullen and breathless.

She gently lifted the candlestick that had fallen on the table, and sat quietly in her chair, no more talking.

Perhaps, she didn't know what to say.

All the sadness involving time is always heavy.

She suddenly remembered the princess who had burned herself in the bamboo tower, and the people who were driven away by ghosts in the blue pupil glazed array.

These have undergone thousands of years, tens of thousands of years of time changes.

But one of them is just an obsession, and the other is swallowed up in this unclear time, and they don't feel the tragedy and heaviness brought by time.

However, except for the group of people in front of them.

The time of the three generations, maybe they think that they have spent less than a hundred years on this island, but they don't understand that this real time has passed in a hurry, five thousand years are like a flick of a finger, their relatives, their bonds, their obsessions.

- After exhausting this life, they will never be able to achieve it again.

She and Gu Xiqian have been waiting.

Waiting for their emotions to subside little by little, until there are more despairs and frustrations than before.

She spoke softly, but in the empty room, her voice was particularly striking.

"At least, you survived, in that mutation, in that mutation that almost cost countless lives, did you?"

"And you have children and grandchildren, and you have to raise them to grow up. ”

"Even if—"

"—You are no longer immortal cultivators. ”