"Pingsheng ......" Mu Shan gently muttered his son's name, suddenly got up from the bed, and couldn't wait to grab the door: "Since there is not much time, I should have a good time with them, how can I waste it in this place that I don't know!" ”

“…… Here, where is it? Just go out, what meets Mu Shan's eyes, but it is a cliff up to a thousand blades, the other side of the cliff, the waterfall is like the Nine Heavens Milky Way, pouring down, the momentum is extremely magnificent, and under the waterfall, there is a huge stone statue hundreds of zhang high, the head of the snake body, the face is kind and solemn, the hands are hugging the sky, as if to open a warm embrace to the world, and it seems to be praying for blessings to the heavens, bless thousands of living beings in the world.

"Nuwa Niangniang......" Mu Shan stared at the stone statue in a daze, and in a trance, he seemed to sense the breath of life of the stone statue, like a god who had passed through the gap of eternal time, passed through the infinite wind, frost, snow and rain, and stood quietly in front of him.

The roaring waterfall gradually meandered upwards along Nuwa's snake body, and then rushed out from her snake tail, rolling up thousands of piles of snow, shining brightly in the sun.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Mu Shan only felt that the crystal water droplets flying like catkins were like familiar smiling faces, with laughter like silver bells, flying away in one direction.

"Rain ......and dust" Mu Shan's body stiffened suddenly, as if he was broken down by an electric current in an instant, turned around tremblingly, and ran wildly in the direction of the raindrops.

The warm sunshine, naughtily jumping on the water droplets, depicts a brilliant rainbow, from a distance, it looks like a colorful, difficult to grasp dream, but it exudes a deadly ** force.

Mu Shan stopped, the rainbow above his head, suddenly disappeared, for a short time it was too late to sigh, and the place where it disappeared was a high altar, looking up from below, the steep steps alone were no less than a thousand steps.

In a trance, Mu Shan seemed to see the indifferent woman who was dressed in white like snow and had a beautiful face with a little rejection of people outside the door, carrying another heavy body on her back, slowly kneeling down under the steps, and slamming her head towards the altar......

"Why is this happening...... Mu Shan muttered to himself, and a complex and inexplicable emotion suddenly surged in his heart, fear? Heartache? Or remorse?

What kind of emotion is that, more fiery and sultry than a raging fire, which makes people deeply feel the pain of burning all organs!

What kind of mourning is that, more painful and cruel than the sword and gun, it makes people forget to speak, and they want to speak!

“…… It turns out that the reason why I was able to survive was all because ......"

In an instant, Mu Shan only felt that the blood in his body began to boil, and there seemed to be a crazy beast in his chest that was wandering wantonly, biting, making his tall body continue to spasm, and the whole person was like a hollow bamboo, even the straight waist was broken in an instant, and he knelt down towards the brown and yellow steps tremblingly.

......In the haze, Mu Shan seemed to see Sima Yuchen's hands, feet and forehead, in the midst of kneeling again and again, the skin was broken and bloody, and the dirty loess was all over her favorite white clothes, scattering her soft green silk and pearl-like round and smooth skin......

In the dark, Mu Shan suddenly felt a burst of warmth in his hands and feet, as if he had passed through the barrier of time and space, and touched the body temperature left by her delicate and fair skin......

Mu Shan seemed to have lost his three souls and seven spirits, but he just followed the ethereal but once existed figure in a daze, kowtowing step by step, step by step, and slowly kneeling towards the long steps in front of him that seemed to never see the end.

"Hey, why are you doing this......"

With a sigh, with infinite pity, he finally pulled Mu Shan's divine consciousness back into his body.

At the end of the steps, in the center of the altar, there is still a tall stone statue of Nuwa Niangniang, and around the stone statue, there are still many stone statues of different postures, the size of ordinary people, or kneeling or worshipping, most of their faces are sad, their eyes are full of hysterical sorrow, and they are unwilling to give up their persistence and prayers.

"...... you" Mu Shan carefully looked at the woman standing alone under the stone statue of Nuwa, and saw that she was about thirty years old, and her appearance and temperament were exactly the same as the stone statue behind her: "Nuwa Niangniang......

"I'm just the mountain ghost in charge of Nuwa Palace, I don't deserve to be called that."

“…… You saved me? ”

"It's not about saving ......" The mountain ghost was silent for a while, and said with a little sadness: "It's not me who you should be thanking for, but her!" You are not very human, she cannot share life with you, she can only pour everything into you......"

Mu Shan looked along the line of sight of the mountain ghost, only to feel standing on the edge of the altar, like the back of the Wangfu stone, looking up into the distance, unusually familiar, a heart seemed to be suddenly firmly grasped by a big hand, even the beating was about to stop, trembling to the back of the stone statue, slowly stretched out his hand, wanted to touch her, but felt a burst of palpitations, afraid that it would interrupt the last trace of luck in his heart.

The full moon shines high, the bright moonlight is sprinkled on the stone statue, sprinkled on the body that seems to have lost all vitality and vitality next to the stone statue, and the white clouds fly and linger under the feet, making the whole altar seem to be out of the catharsis of prosperity in the world, and become a cold palace in the sky.

The sun rises and sets, the clouds rise and fall, and time passes quietly, but Mu Shan doesn't seem to notice it at all, or he doesn't care about the time that seems to have lost its meaning, just stands in a daze, without saying a word, motionless, as if he wants to turn himself into a stone statue and stay here forever.

"Don't let her sacrifice go down the drain, at least now you can save your son's fate!"

"Pingsheng ......" Mu Shan opened his mouth lightly, let out a dreamlike whisper, his eyes finally had a trace of agility, turned his stiff neck, and stared expressionlessly at Fu Luo, who appeared beside him at some point: "I want to go back to see him, and my mother's ......"

"Can't go!" Fu Luo categorically rejected Mu Shan's plea, was sad for a moment, gritted his teeth and shouted: "When you see them, you will never have the courage to leave again!" Trust me, as long as you complete your mission, you will always have a reunion day! ”

"The day of reunion...... Mu Shan kept muttering this sentence, reached out and took off the eight-foot Qiong Gou Jade artifact on his wrist, lifted it high, facing the vast full moon, and frantically poured spiritual power and will into it, forcing it to begin to absorb the moonlight in the sky, and beside Mu Shan, it gradually formed a black shadow with a blurred face, but the form was no different from him.

Mu Shan slowly let go of his hand, letting the piece of magatayu melt into the black shadow, and gradually turned into two scarlet eyes: "No matter what, I will come back here and bring my son and my mother's ...... over!" ”

"Take this!" The mountain ghost placed an open box horizontally in front of Mu Shan, and said: "This is the ancient weapon of your mother's family, Nirvana Yu, which can turn everything in the world into nothingness, and in this world, only you can control it!" ”

"Nirvana Feather ......" Mu Shan slowly reached out and touched the pale flame in the box that was like a feather, but kept shaking, and the moment they touched each other, they saw that the flame turned into a small white phoenix, wrapped up along his arm, and suddenly drilled into the mark between his foreheads.