Xu Chan lay on Bai Ze's back, and used up his last mana before he searched around the ruins of Huaxu Kingdom without touching the ground. He was really reluctant to let himself and Bai Ze's weight attach to this fatal collapse.

The roar and the loud bang had faded away, leaving his nerves fragile by the dead silence that buried his life.

The world in front of me was only filled with dust and smoke, and I couldn't see anything clearly.

The feet of the Suzen are all sand and gravel dust constantly blown by the hot wind, and they are constantly stopping, hesitating and leaving, just like the burning eyes of the Suzen search.

The Buzhou Mountain, which collapsed on the Huaxu Kingdom, was like a huge new grave piled up out of thin air by mana, burying the prosperity of the past hundred miles, and also burying the vivid hatred and love, ending the upheaval of fate at this moment.

The steps of Zen are vain and aimless. He'll still be gone, but he'll no longer be in tears. Because of the dryness, redness, and swelling of the eyes, they were burned by the growing despair, and they were about to go blind.

The snow-white and soft long hair of the divine beast Bai Ze was already dirty. It followed behind Suzen wearily, bowing its head and walking silently.

Suddenly, Bai Ze raised his head, his keen eyes and the spirituality of his sixth sense made it hesitate. It touched the back of the shoulder with its lion-like head, and lowered its head and let out a low growl into the gravel beneath its feet.

The dying man suddenly grabbed a glimmer of life. Hope makes his heart beat suddenly.

He judged that this place was the direction of the original Huaxu State Temple.

Upon closer inspection, he did feel a faint breath of life floating underground. It's just that this aura is so weak that it's almost gone.

He no longer had the energy to use his mana to drive away the rocks on the ground. He could only desperately use his hands to pick up one boulder after another.

His fingernails were broken. Fingertips grind into a blur of flesh and blood. It wasn't until his entire palm was dripping with blood that he finally saw an arm between the rubble.

The soft arm still breathed of life. Through the scars of mud and dried blood, you can see that the skin used to be delicate and beautiful.

The slender fingers were naturally curved, but the nails had worn off and fallen off, leaving bloody wounds.

I don't know what kind of hardship and tribulation this hand has gone through, and what kind of heavy stones and dirt it has to pick up before it can stretch out this half a foot upward.

The first moment he found this hand, his eyes were filled with tears that he had felt would never be again.

He recognized the hand. This is the hand of Xi and the girl who is as beautiful as the moon and soft as boneless.

At the grand ceremony of the spring festival, the young and vigorous king Xuchan personally went down to wrestle with the bravest warriors of Huaxu Kingdom.

That sweaty competition moved like a tiger and an eagle. Xu Chan stood proudly to the end, full of spirit and high spirits.

Then, the peerless Xihe girl, who was proud of the whole Huaxu country, stretched out this hand to Xu Chan and gave him a beautiful smile.

At that time, Xu Chan held this beautiful hand, his chest stirred like a drum, and all the altars of the temple, the boundless mana, the supreme martial arts, and the strategies of governing the country were all trampled under the feet of this sudden soft love, and they were nameless.

It was set for the Ceres Festival in the autumn of this year, and the girl Xihe would marry the king and high priest of the Huaxu Kingdom.

At the engagement banquet, the young warriors who had lost to Suzen begged and said, "We don't care if you are a king or not, as long as you dare to treat Xi and the girl badly, we will dare to beat you until you forget your last name!" ”

Xu Chan smiled, boldly pulled the beautiful hand of the girl next to him, and said loudly: "Don't worry, you don't have this opportunity in your life!" ”

However, now the scarred hand in Xuzen's hand is slowly getting colder!

Su Chan grabbed Xi and the girl's hand tightly with one hand, and continued to dig down desperately with the other hand, picking up the surrounding soil and rocks. "Xihe, Xihe, wait for me, I'll save you!"

Suddenly, the index finger on Xi He's hand moved. Her faint voice came from the depths of the earth: "Stop! I don't want you to see me without legs or feet. I don't want to. Stop it. ”

Xu Chan froze. Then he squeezed her hand, and felt the small movement of Xi and his fingertips.

Xi He continued in a weak voice: "Don't bother. It was too late. I'm going to tell you, many, many, many, and you have to listen well. ”

Then, with the slight tremor of Xi and his fingertips, the Yuan Shen of Xu Zen clearly received the continuous messages.

The undulating emotions and mood of the meditation silently concentrated all the divine power on the original spirit.

These are all the ancient texts contained in the temple. He had read a large part of the Sutra, but there were also many secluded places that he had not come into contact with.

Xihe used the last strength of her young life to engrave everything in Huaxu Kingdom, the former civilization, and the prosperity of the past, into the Yuan Shen of Xuzen.

After a moment of silence, Xihe said to Xuzen, "Let's go! You go to a place where you can survive and find someone who comes after. Grandma Taizu said that there will be a tunnel of time that will be able to travel back in time before all this happened. My king, find that tunnel, find the man who saved Huaxu......"

Xi and Kiyomi's voice finally said intermittently, "I... Good ......."

She didn't finish.

Xu Zen guessed that what she wanted to say was probably "I hurt so much". Because of so many stones pressing on her body, because she worked so hard to dig out the path, and so desperately raised and stretched out this hand, she must have been very painful, painful, painful!

Or maybe what she wants to say is "I hate it". Hate this sudden destruction, hate the chaos of the invaders, hate the despair of powerlessness, right? Or just hate me for being a Zen, not being able to keep Hua Xu Kingdom, hating the king she trusted, not having a chance to love her, and not being able to give her the wedding she dreamed of!

Or maybe she wants to say, "I'm so sad." Sad, everything that was once buried by the collapsed mountain like a cloud of smoke, sad that all hope is turned into dust and smashed into hell at this moment!

But at this moment, Xi He's sad and weak voice came again: "I want to... You ......"

Her last breath passed with these two words, permeating the depths of the earth.

The body of the great shore collapsed in an instant. He prostrate himself on the ground, suppressing his howl, and pressed his face against the hand that was gradually cold, turning from white to gray.

For five days and five nights, he never moved again. His body was covered in smoke and dust that had fallen on the earth, and he was motionless, as if it had melted into the boulders around him, and there was no more sound.

He felt that he and his heart had died in the depths of this boulder, never to see the light again.

But in the early morning of the sixth day, when a soft snort of Bai Ze floated through the air from the silence of death, the high priest Xuzen finally raised his head.

Bai Ze, who was dying, faithfully guarded by his side. The blood that flowed from its horn had already coagulated. Hunger and detachment made it tremble.

But when Suzen stood up, Bai Ze still looked at him softly with elk-like eyes.

Xu Chan buried Xi and that hand with stones. Then he plunged the scepter deep into the gravel-covered earth, exerting some of the divine power that had been restored, causing dense maple forests to grow throughout the Huaxu Kingdom.

It was Xihe's favorite tree. When it comes to Ceres' Day, it should be a piece of red, like a brocade.

It is also a tribute to the samurai buried deep underground, whose blood is worthy of the mountain maple forest in full swing.

Two months later, the earth saw the sun and the blue sky.

However, the collapse of Buzhou Mountain has cracked countless deep ditches in the vast desert land. The miasma overflowed, continuing to maintain the dead silence of the wasteland.

The world has become ugly and barbaric, and there are no people, animals, birds, and beasts everywhere, and it has become a place of lifeless death.

Suchan stretched out a hand, patted Bai Ze, a man and a beast, and left this lush wood, walking towards the depths of the distant mountains.

What was once lush and green is now mostly bare. It's just that in the depths of the mountains, there may be a glimmer of survival.

On the desolate road, the remnants of the dragon clan can be seen everywhere. Charred corpses and chariots burned to ashes were everywhere. There were men and beasts who could not be seen, still staring into the wilderness with empty eyes, looking at the blue sky.

As he walked through this vast area of death, his nerves were numb.

After seven days of walking, he finally met the first soul that was still alive.

It was a bird with a human head and a bird's body. The bird is a rare white phoenix. He was supposed to look at the world, and only live in the mountains and deep valleys.

But at this moment, his proud head was tilted to the side. There was only a layer of skin attached to the neck. All around him were white feathers that he had detached. His body was shriveled and shattered, revealing unsightly flesh.

He's actually dead. But his soul died. Because the soul is still there, he is not yet rotten and stinky.

Using the method of channeling, he said to the living beings of the birds, "Why don't you die? ”

The persistent soul was crying, sobbing and saying, "I want to find my Yao, I must find her, and with her, I will live and die casually." ”

Xu Chan unfolded the spell and saw the Yao that Honghu said.

It was a beautiful woman with a human head and a deer-body, with long flowing blond hair and cheeks like rose petals.

Yes, this Honghu orc lost his lover Yao. They used to be so loving, on the cliffs, on the banks of the streams, they were inseparable day by day, and they slept with each other night and night.

From the fact that they have not yet cultivated into human form, to the two of them being able to speak and express their love for each other.

In the past three hundred years, they have never left each other for a single day.

But the collapse of Buzhou Mountain knocked Yao to the point where he didn't know where to go. Honghu flew in circles in the fire and rain and thunder, shouting to find Yao.

Until the flames and rubble falling from the sky smashed him to pieces, killing him.

But his obsession was too deep, and he didn't want to leave no matter what, and he still lingered near the place where Yao disappeared.

Suzen suddenly felt a hint of relief. It turns out that there are souls in this world who are as persistent as him.

He remembered every word Xihe said. He can't fall, he must work hard, even if there is only one in ten thousand hopes, he must continue to work hard.

So he stretched out his hand and picked up the scattered feathers from the ground one by one, and piece-by-piece put the shattered body of the bird together.

He untied his single garment, wrapped them all together, and carried them on his shoulders.

Honghu's broken giant feather wings hung behind Suzen like this.

Suchan carried the mutilated bird and continued to walk towards the mountain.

Bai Ze came up and gently touched the lifeless head of the giant bird, looked at Suzen with confused eyes, and followed his master into the valley.

After thousands of years, the mountain was named Yunmeng Mountain.

Deep in the valley of the mountain, a gap was opened, and deep into the bottom of the rift, there was a cave. Deep in the cave is an oasis with some tall trees.

These tall trees, which once grew in the dark, now see the sunlight between the crevasses and are more vibrant.

Suzen stayed here.

He completed the path of cultivating immortals in five hundred years, but refused to ascend to immortality. He reported to the heavenly realm that he still had the earthly fate unfinished, and he could not be at ease yet.

During his years of cultivation, he also helped Bai Ze cultivate. The cultivation of the beast demon was even longer and harder, but fortunately, Bai Ze had progressed to the point where he could speak his mouth.

The only thing that made Xu Chan unhappy was that although he had the ability to become an immortal and the psychic means of the great sacrifice, he had not been able to repair the white-feathered bird.

He can only use spells to protect the soul of the big bird, and wait patiently for the day when he has the ability to reshape the bird.

After going to the fairy world, one night, Xu Chan got the sense, so he rode Bai Ze for a hundred days, rushed to the gate of heaven, and knocked on the door to ask for help.

In response to him was the Taishang Laojun, who had been waiting for a long time. He said that he overlooked the world by chance, and was moved by the persistence of Xu Chan and Honghu, and decided to teach the art of revival of Xu Chan.

Suchan built a resurrection platform in the middle of the valley and placed the soul of the bird on it.

It was a place of wind and clouds, lightning and thunder, surrounded by the white clouds of Yunmeng Mountain all day long, and soaked by the mist of flowing water.

The soul of the bird is blown by the wind, moistened by the rain, watered by the sun, and ignited by the magic of Zen. After 1,800 days, the big bird, which is nourished day by day, finally slowly takes on the form of a human being.

At first, he just floated in the air like a mist, and he could see that he had a face and eyes. Gradually, he took on a new human form, and was unusually handsome, tall and straight.

After another 1,800 days, the soul of the great bird finally became a human. He leaped down from the resurrection platform, bowed down at the feet of Su Chan, and said excitedly: "Teacher, the grace of recreation cannot be repaid. I would like to serve the left and right for the rest of my life. ”

Su Chan let out a long sigh of relief. He hadn't spoken for a thousand years, and when he opened his mouth, he was a little jerky.

He said to the big bird, "Today you are born new, and I should give you a name." Because you gather your energy in this white cloud and are reborn, you will be called Yunzhongjun in the future. ”

Yun Zhongjun thanked the teacher for giving him the name, and then listened to Xu Chan say: "You have to turn into a human first, and then practice immortal arts." Because you were originally reborn as an immortal, you are already a half-immortal and half-human body, and you can walk in the heavenly realm and live in the human world. You've taken off your bird and you're free from now on. ”

Yun Zhongjun knelt down and said again: "If the teacher does not go to the heavenly realm for a day, I will not leave for a day. ”

"So, then you come with me." Xu Chan pulled up Yun Zhongjun, drew his hands to the sky, and a barrier gate with fluctuating breath was close in front of him.

In the 3,600 days that Yun Zhongjun was reborn, Xu Chan used the great magic of the enchantment to go between the heavenly realm and the human realm, and built a new world with a radius of thousands of miles.

It took him 800 days to build the deep sea of the giant lake; It took a thousand days to create the land and the mountains; And then the most ingenious means used the remaining 1,800 days to create living forests, streams, rivers, grasslands, and even flowers for this new world.

He released Bai Ze into this beautiful enchantment world, and he was free from then on.

Xu Chan named this new oasis built with the method of enchantment "Hanhai Continent".