Chapter Seventy-Four: Juvenile Identity
The words were still in his ears, Ling Yuehan's eyes slowly softened, his mouth exhaled turbid breath, his mind relaxed slightly, and he immediately fell into a slumber. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
When he was drowsy, Ling Yuehan only felt that there was nothing in his mind, as if he had fallen asleep. When the mind is a little clearer, the surroundings are already verdant and green, and the grass is like a green, and it is full of vitality.
"Fang just lost consciousness, and now he is in the world of the boundary map. Is this my divine thought, or is it just a return to the light? ”
Ling Yuehan stretched out his hand and touched it, but there was no real touch, as if everything was empty and ethereal, and his eyes couldn't help but reveal a confused color.
"I'm glad you're okay, or I'd have killed you."
At this time, a childish voice came from behind, Ling Yuehan turned around in astonishment, only to see a young man with an embarrassed expression, caressing his chest worriedly, it was the mysterious young man in the pavilion.
"Why are you in the world?"
Looking at the uninvited guest in front of him, Ling Yuehan reacted to his calmness, his eyes widened, and he carefully examined whether the young man in front of him was just an illusion.
"Even I don't understand this. It stands to reason that I should not exist in the world at this moment. ”
The young man stretched out his hand and scratched the top of his head, his expression was also inexplicable. After a few seconds, Fang made a grimace at him and smiled easily: "I think it's thanks to the blessing of this strange world." ”
"Fortunately, with your help, we were able to avoid this catastrophe."
Ling Yuehan couldn't find any flaws, and he also admitted the identity of the young man in front of him, and the corners of his mouth were also raised. Unexpectedly, the young man just shook his head slightly, and said meaningfully: "Quite the opposite." If you weren't here, I had no hope. ”
Why? What do you have to do with Sunset Mountain? ”
Since the encounter with the boy, the battle has also been continuous. Until this moment, Ling Yuehan saw that the time was right, so he raised doubts in his heart.
"Sit down, this question cannot be answered clearly in the short term."
Unexpectedly, the young man did not answer directly, but grinned, lay on the grass and asked, "You should have guessed where the boundary power of the sunset blackpool comes from, right?" ”
Seeing this, Ling Yuehan thought that he was just conscious at the moment, and he didn't need to sit down, but he didn't want to brush off his kindness, so he nodded at him and sat cross-legged on the grass.
Seeing that Ling Yuehan nodded without hesitation, the young man stretched out his hand and pointed at Bhim, "You are so smart!" He immediately put away his smile, frowned, as if organizing his inner thoughts, and said slowly word by word.
"Everyone who dies in the mountains will turn into a black force with a dead breath, and follow the tributaries to the black pool. When the Dead Force passes through the Transformation Corridor, it becomes a pure and unadulterated Realm Power, which is the pure white light you see. ”
Ling Yuehan's heart moved, thinking of the conversation next to the black pool, and couldn't help but think: "Then the sunset coffin in the mouth of the blue mouse should refer to the burial of tens of millions of realm cultivators here." When he saw that the young man was looking at him silently, he immediately asked.
"Does the so-called transformation corridor refer to the tunnel connecting the black pool and the pavilion?"
The young man bowed slightly, nodded towards Ling Yuehan and said, "That's right." And the imprint you see in the pavilion is the container used to store the power of the realm. Therefore, the boundary power accumulated by the sunset blackpool is actually used to warm and nourish the pavilions in the mountains. ”
"Then when the mark can't hold more realm power, it will cause the water of the black pool to mutate?"
As he listened, Ling Yuehan tried to connect the experiences, and the look in his eyes flashed before he said speculation. The young man was obviously amazed by this, clapped his palms and said, "Why have you already guessed the rough idea before you finished speaking?" ”
"Every few decades, the power of the Pavilion Seal reaches its limit, causing the upheaval you see. At this moment, the black pool will evaporate, opening the way to the mountain pavilion. ”
As soon as the young man's eyes rolled, his face changed to a mischievous color, and he smiled slyly: "If I stop here, can you guess my identity?" ”
"You can try it. You can invoke the power of the sigil at will, so you must be the caretaker who was born to protect the pavilion, right? ”
Seeing that the smile in the young man's eyes was even stronger, Ling Yuehan's gaze was also stagnant, and he said strangely: "Could it be that my guess is completely wrong?" ”
"No, your speculation is not far from reality. The only thing that's wrong is that I wasn't born to guard the pavilion. ”
When the young man said this, his expression suddenly darkened: "Although I am not sure, I can vaguely feel that my existence is absolutely inseparable from the gate of the nether realm since I was born. ”
Seeing that his mood was happy and worried, he was as unpredictable as a baby, Ling Yuehan smiled bitterly on his face, and immediately spoke to comfort him. But the boy only seemed to hear it, and continued: "The reason why the pavilion contains the power of the realm is to give birth to the key that can open the door to the nether realm. So my existence may be the secret of the nether realm in their mouths. ”
"If you feel right, the pavilion has been in the Sunset Mountain since ancient times. Therefore, there must have been countless people like me who have disappeared into history in order to open the door to the Nether. ”
The young man's eyes were a little shining, his face was lonely, and he said disappointedly: "Maybe the purpose of my existence is to be used by others." ”
Hearing this, Ling Yuehan had already roughly figured out the matter of Sunset Mountain and the young man. He looked at the boy firmly, shook his head firmly, and smiled at the boy with the corners of his mouth: "You don't have to be so pessimistic. At least from the moment you entered the world of the Boundary Diagram, hasn't fate deviated from its original trajectory? ”
The young man was also stunned when he heard this, and then his mouth opened slightly and said, "Speaking of this, I originally expected to die with them." But when I was about to die, I was led here by thousands of rainbow-like things, and I was able to live again. Maybe my fate is really different? ”
Thinking of the fact that he had just been rescued by the young man, Ling Yuehan's eyes flashed with light, and he laughed: "For me, this is also a miracle." ”
The sound of laughter came from the grass, bringing a fresh breeze and gently sending away the suppressed feeling of dialogue. The life and death that Fang had just experienced was also as gone as a dream of Nan Ke.
"By the way, I was just guarding your body, but I didn't have the power to take care of what you were carrying. All that mess was shattered into powder. ”
The young man's voice cut through the silence, causing Ling Yuehan's laughter to stop, and he said uneasily, "Does this include two wooden tokens?" ”
"Well, you mean those little cards with strange textures, right? It's all shattered. ”
"If there is no transmission order, even if I wake up, I will not be able to seek external support. But my body was badly damaged, but I had no strength left to fight for a way out. Isn't that just trapped underground? ”
Ling Yuehan's face couldn't help but be bitter, and he sighed at the young man. But when the young man saw his bitter expression, he laughed heartlessly: "It turns out that you will also have a time when you are at a loss." ”
Seeing that his face sank, the young man hurriedly said, "Although the Refining Boundary Jade and Boundary Stone in your arms were broken into powder, they were all lying in your arms safely and soundly. Maybe you can try to absorb it slowly, so that you can break through the original realm and repair the wounds on your body? ”
"You also know the power of the realm?"
Hearing this, Ling Yuehan felt a sense of hope again, and she had a little more confidence in breaking through the predicament. The boy grinned and said, "I know a lot." ”
"Then without further ado, I just hope I can catch up with the one-year appointment. Otherwise, it would be difficult to find Chu Qiao and his party. ”
Ling Yuehan stood up from the grass, stretched out in the sun, and smiled indifferently.