The Necrogenic Snow Field is surrounded by snow-capped mountain ranges.

Thick clouds lay over the snowfield.

It was a cloud tomb that flowed along the World Tree, which cut off the light, the stars, the sun and the moon, and kept the Necromantic Snow Field in bitter cold all year round.

Today, the Buddha's light is like a sharp sword, tearing the cloud tomb a few holes again. All the people of the true kingdom saw this sky-high Buddha light, which shone brightly in the darkness, as if a new sun was born under the clouds, and people folded their hands and bowed to the north, praying for the sun to rise again.

At the moment when the Buddha's light was bright, Shu Yuan, who had been in a coma for seven days, also opened her eyes with trembling eyelashes.

She looked sideways.

The door of the room was open, and there was a woman leaning against the door, the woman was looking at the golden light outside the window, but when Shu Yuan woke up, the other party immediately looked at her.

Against the backdrop of the golden light, the woman by the window is difficult to decipher, and all she can see is a tall and graceful black silhouette.

"Miss?"

Shu Yu thought to herself, I'm afraid that the only one who is willing to guard herself by the bedside is Miss, but it's just ...... Although the young lady is in good shape, she has not fallen to such a convex and graceful state, how many years have she been in a coma?

The woman walked towards her.

After the woman approached, Shu Yu saw her appearance clearly.

The comer's robe is snow-white, the green silk is draped, the body is as proud as the ups and downs of the snow-capped mountains, the fairy face is beautiful and has a peerless appearance, the person in front of him is extremely beautiful, but he is not a young lady, Shu Yuan is confused, and after a long time, he remembered that this person seems to be the master of the young lady...... What's it called?

"Are you awake?" Gong Yu asked.

"Are you waiting for me?"

After Shu Yuan finished asking, her eyes moved down, only to find that the edge of this fairy's snow-white sleeve robe was already stained with blood, and the exposed soft fingertips were also dripping with blood, and the color was bleak.

"What the hell is going on in the Necromantic Snowfield?" Gong Yu's voice was tired, and she asked coldly: "Also, did you set the seal, how can you break it?" ”

Only then did Shu Yu remember what happened before she fell into a coma.

The young lady's admonition was sometimes close to the ear, and sometimes it seemed like a world away.

Miss......

"You're going to the Necromantic Snowfield?" Shu asked.

Gong Yu didn't answer.

The blood marks on her hands that have not dried are proof that she has smashed the seal for three days and three nights, but no matter how strong the Gongyu martial arts cultivation is, she is not a god like the Giant King, even if she tries her best to break the bones of her hand, she will not be able to shake this seal.

After that, when she ran out of strength and knelt outside the snowfield, it was still the wound that Si Duxue bandaged for her.

After calming down, Gong Yu also thought about a lot of things, she knew that if she really broke the seal, then, the blocked darkness would once again flood the true country, and she would also become a sinner for the ages who destroyed the city and destroyed the country, even if she saw the master at that time, she didn't know how to face him. But Lin Shouxi is in it, she doesn't know whether she is alive or dead, she is so anxious, how can she keep the so-called calm?

Shu Yuan looked at the complex emotions in her autumn eyes and understood many things.

She told her everything that had happened in the Necromantic Snowfield.

Gong Yu listened silently.

The Giant King was defeated and died, Xiao He awakened and became the emperor, and then the Zhu clan was born, wanting to escape from the world, but was desperately blocked by Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing......

Shu told her the ins and outs.

Gong Yu can imagine the scene at that time.

"It was I who cut off Miss's way of life with my own hands." Shu Yuan blamed herself and asked, "Are you here to kill me?" After all, your master was also buried with you. ”

Wait, Lin Shouxi is her master, she is Miss's master, and Lin Shouxi is Miss's dependent...... What exactly is this relationship? Miss is so noble, how did she join this kind of sect that has lost all conscience?

It was only then that she realized that something was wrong, but she couldn't think about it at all.

"Nope."

Gong Yu shook his head lightly: "You have done a great thing." ”

Shu Yuan observed for a while, and then she was sure that she was not talking back, and she had a much better impression of Miss, the master of the world...... Well, at least she's as big-hearted as she looks.

"What's going on out there?"

Shu Yuan looked at the golden shadow that overflowed the window and asked curiously.

"Do you want to see it?" Gong Yu asked.

"I seem to ...... Can't stand up. "I can't feel my legs. ”

"Because it's gone." Gong Yu said.

"Huh?" She was shocked.

"Lie to you."

Gong Yu opened her mouth lightly and lifted her quilt.

Under the brocade quilt, Shu Yuan's body is still intact, she changed into a white silk skirt, and her legs are also covered with snow silk ice stockings to block germs, all of which reveal delicate beauty.

Shu Yu just breathed a sigh of relief, and listened to Gong Yu again:

"Your meridians are broken, your blood is drained, your spiritual roots are broken, your cultivation is lost, and your body should be unable to move for the time being."

After hearing this, Shu Yuan's cheeks, which were already like gold paper, turned even paler.

"Have you seen a doctor?" She hurriedly asked.

"Lu Shu has come to see it." Gong Yu replied.

Lu Shu is not only a peerless beauty, but also the best doctor in the real country, claiming to be able to cure all stubborn diseases. After hearing her name, Shu Yu was much more relieved, and she asked in a low voice, "Did Miss Lu Shu say anything?" ”

"She told you to recuperate." Gong Yu said slowly: "She also said that if you have any wishes, let us try to help you meet them." ”

Shu Yu was dumbfounded, her face turned even paler, and she thought to herself, isn't this just a severed head meal, why be so tactful?

As if to fulfill the doctor's order, Gong Yu picked up Shu Yuan and took her to the window.

Shu Yuan looked out.

She couldn't see anything but the golden shadows in the sky.

Meantime.

Inside the ancient temple of the gods.

The Dragon King Temple shook endlessly, and cracks appeared on the pale side of the Dragon King statue.

In the temple of the evil god of the gray tomb, the image of the evil god imagined by the world was also cracked and collapsed in front of everyone's eyes, and the worshippers who smashed it scattered and fled.

The three-flowered cat woke up from the dream, and the king of blue had bright pupils and looked to the north.

The first heron held his heart, empty and empty, as if he had lost something.

Mo said that it was a real country, even Chu Yingchan, who was thousands of miles away, woke up in a light sleep in the afternoon, she couldn't remember what dream she had, but she heard Bai Zhu asking, why did the little senior sister cry.

The light of the Buddha fell.

Heaven and earth fell silent again.

But.

The darkness that shrouded over the real country gradually dissipated, and the long-lost sunlight sprinkled down, illuminating the real country with ice and snow.

Mortals thought it was the blessing of the Bodhisattva, and they knelt down to the north to thank them.

Gong Yu knew that the divine war between Xiao He and the Lord of the Gray Tomb was over.

She didn't know the winner.

But she knew that the sealed door of the Necromantic Snow Field had not been opened again.

One day, two days, three days...... One month.

A month flies, and it's June.

Even in the bitterly cold true country, there are signs of warming in June, and the old trees with frosty skin dragon scales have bloomed beautiful new flowers.

Outside the seal of the Necromantic Snowfield.

Gong Yu stood with his sleeves down, looking up at the towering peak, waiting for it to open again.

But the Sealed Gate was as calm as death, as if it had never been shaken for eternity.

This kind of waiting is as whimsical as a poor person staring at a stone and fantasizing about it turning into gold, but other than that, Gong Yu doesn't know what he should do.

So, Gong Yu simply stayed outside the seal.

Si Duxue and others often came to see her, and she didn't have much hospitality, she only served coarse tea, and several top monks in the real country also wanted to visit her, but she turned them away.

There is no god in the true kingdom anymore, and now Gongyu is not only the strongest person in the divine mountain but also the true kingdom, but this supreme man has no intention of arguing.

Another half a month passed.

Half a month later, outside the door of Gongyu, a delicate and lovely little girl suddenly came.

She stood under the snowy peaks, rubbing her little red hands, and wondered where to go.

"What are you doing here?" Gong Yu asked through the door.

"I'm coming to my master." The girl replied.

"Is your master gone?" Gong Yu asked softly.

"Hmmm......"

The girl said aggrievedly: "I have been waiting for the master to come back, but the master has not come back, he clearly said that as long as I win the competition, he will hold a celebration banquet for me." I've been waiting, I've been waiting...... Woo, Master can't be a liar. ”

"When I was young, Master said something similar to me." Gong Yu said nostalgically.

"And then?" The girl asked.

"Then, I waited for him for three hundred years." Gong Yu said softly.

The little girl outside the door didn't know if she didn't hear clearly or was frightened, she couldn't say a word, and after a long time, the girl said indignantly: "Your master is too much, he can leave you for three hundred years, how can there be such a bad master in the world?" ”

"It's really bad." Gong Yu said.

"Hmm...... My sister is so pitiful. The girl opened her mouth with pity, patted her chest again, and rejoiced: "Fortunately, my master is very good, he should not treat me like this." ”

"Yes."

"Of course, my master is the best master in the world." The girl crossed her hands on her hips and showed off to her the virtues of her master.

The snow-white fox Qiu sat by the window, her fingers gently caressing the soft shawl that hung down her knees, and silently listened to the little girl show off like a few treasures, without interrupting, and sometimes showing a knowing smile.

"Isn't my master very good?" The girl asked.

"Hmm."

Gong Yu bowed his head and said: "When I was a child, when my master took care of me, he was also so meticulous. ”

"Hmph, how can the truly responsible master be willing to leave his apprentice behind for three hundred years, he must have other plans, sister, you have to keep your eyes open." The girl reminded in a whisper.

Gong Yu smiled softly, noncommittal.

After a while, a girl's question came from outside the door: "Sister, is there any other house here?" Why did I walk so far to see this lonely house? ”

"Are you looking for someone?" Gong Yu asked.

"Hmm."

The girl bowed her head and said, "A sister with many tails told me that my senior sister has also come to Zhenguo, just near this snow-capped mountain, and I want to come to her to see if the master has been abducted by my senior sister." ”

The girl didn't wait for an answer, she thought that the sister didn't know, but just as she was about to leave, the door in front of her slowly opened.

The snow-white woman in the fox fur was already standing behind the door, looking at her quietly.

The girl was shocked by the appearance and temperament of the owner of this lonely house, and was at a loss for a while.

She even wondered if she had bumped into the ghost house and met a cold female ghost.

"Hatsulu, come in." Gong Yu said calmly.

"Hey, how do you know my name?"

Chu Lu was surprised, and suddenly thought of a certain possibility, she opened her mouth slightly, and said in a daze: "You...... Are you ......?"

"You can call me Senior Sister." Gong Yu said.

……

Necromantic Snow.

The glacial surface of the rift valley ripples.

Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing poked their heads out of the icy water.

The Necromantic Snow Field is filled with infinite darkness, and there is not a single light in sight.

Lin Shouxi used the Golden Flame of the Nine Ming Saint King as a barrier, held hands with Mu Shijing, crossed the deep rift left by the Divine War, and walked towards the center of the snowfield.

A month ago, the war of the gods ended.

Although they possessed the Fairy Mirror, the Mother Mirror of the Fairy Mirror was destroyed in the Divine War, and the last scene they saw from the mirror was just a monstrous wave of golden light and black shadows.

They didn't know the outcome of the war.

It took Lin Shouxi a whole month to find a way out of the dungeon.

Today, they are finally back in the snow.

The world fell silent.

It's absolute dead silence.

There is no danger of an undercurrent, no life hidden in the cracks, no wind or light, not even the angry wails of the dead can be heard, the world is like a tombstone for all beings to mourn, and in front of this sacred epitaph, people cannot even cry out of sorrow.

Lin Shouxi came to the snowfield.

He saw the Snow Plague.

Most of the snow beasts were dead, and the few that survived were frozen in the gloom, sculpturally motionless.

"Be careful!"

Mu Shijing suddenly grabbed Lin Shouxi's wrist.

Not far from them, the sword of the Zhu clan hovered in the darkness, eyeing them.

Mu Shijing was nervous at first, but she soon discovered that this sword of the Zhu clan was frozen in the same darkness as the previous Snow Calamity Beast, motionless. Even if Mu Shijing had walked in front of it, it didn't react at all.

"No wonder I wanted to throw it here, the darkness of this snowfield turned out to be its nemesis......" Mu Shijing muttered.

Although the sword of the Zhu clan is terrifying, it is not like the origin after all, it has the power to destroy the world itself, once the sword of the Zhu clan is sealed by a more powerful substance, even if it has the ability to reach the sky, it will not be able to use it.

The fire at the city gate affected the pond fish, and under such a divine war, even such a mythical sword became a 'pond fish' that was affected.

Of course, as long as the sword of the Zhu clan is not truly destroyed, it will always be a big trouble.

Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing bypassed the sword of the Zhu clan and walked towards the center of the snow field.

The darkness in the center of the snowfield is as thick as a swamp.

Although the Flame of the Nine Ming Saint King was born with a dislike of the darkness of the Necromancy, the Golden Flame he possessed was no more than a torch at best, how could it illuminate the entire dark night?

Even, Lin Shouxi once felt that if he went any further, the darkness would penetrate the golden flame of his body protection and engulf the two of them together.

Finally, through the black snow and ice, they saw a faint light.

The glimmer was emitted by an ice cube dozens of feet high, the ice cube was shaped like a budding lotus to be released, crystal clear, Xiao He in a white dress was frozen in the ice lotus, she still maintained a sword-swinging posture of flying in the air, her slender legs were more crystal white than ice and snow, but her eyes were already closed, quiet as sleep.

"Xiao He ......"

Lin Shouxi finally saw her again.

Wu Youhe could no longer respond to his call.

"It's the Grey Tomb."

Mu Shijing pondered for a long time, slowly spoke, and explained: "The Gray Tomb Monarch failed to defeat Xiao He, and at the last moment when he was about to be beheaded, this evil monarch opened the Gray Tomb. ”

"Grey Tomb?"

"Well, this is the ultimate skill of the Lord of the Grey Tomb, it directly destroys its own form with the gods, and makes itself one with heaven and earth, huh...... This kind of behavior is as incredible as a baby killing himself and incarnating himself into the mother who gave birth to him, in short, the Lord of the Gray Tomb has disappeared, it has become this Gray Tomb itself, in the Gray Tomb, everything has come to a standstill, and thousands of years later, the Gray Tomb as the mother will re-give birth to a new Lord of the Gray Tomb! ”

"This is the evil god's means of living to death, not breaking or standing, it degenerates itself into a brood, and then uses the brood to re-hatch itself!"

Mu Shijing's voice was cold.

She remembered it all......

Back then, the reason why Pale did not kill the Lord of the Grey Tomb, but chose to seal it, was that he wanted to use its Dark Prison Lock Sword of the Clan, and secondly, because the Lord of the Grey Tomb also chose to self-destruct.

"In the face of the 'Gray Tomb', Xiao He couldn't think of a way to crack it, so at the last moment, she used her divinity to freeze herself to fight against the erosion of darkness."

Mu Shijing speculated what happened at the end of the Divine War.

But even if this speculation is correct, it doesn't seem to change anything.

"But one day, the darkness will swallow Xiao He, right?" Lin Shouxi said.

Mu Shijing nodded.

Xiao He will not wake up, the darkness will never die, and one day, the darkness will once again give birth to an evil monarch, and Xiao He will not even be able to protect herself, and the divinity she plundered from the emperor will be reduced to the nourishment of the new Grey Tomb King.

"Only we can save her." Lin Shouxi said.

"Hmm."

Mu Shijing nodded.

After Xiao He froze himself, they became the last hope. However, this so-called hope is already difficult to protect itself, how can Xiao He be saved from the dark abyss?

While Mu Shijing's heart was swaying, Lin Shouxi's gaze became more and more determined.

"Do you have a solution?" Mu Shijing asked suspiciously.

"That day, you told me that Pale had spent 100,000 years fantasizing about a god more powerful than her, and she fantasized that god could save everything from the sun god, right?" Lin Shouxi asked.

Mu Shijing bowed his head and asked, "Do you believe that the sun god exists?" ”

"Doesn't it exist?" Lin Shouxi asked rhetorically.

Mu Shijing felt that Lin Shouxi was concerned about Xiao He and was already obsessed.

"If it doesn't exist, then what am I?" Lin Shouxi asked again.

"Are you...... Absurd? ”

"Well, ridiculous."

In the past month, Lin Shouxi has thought a lot, and countless long-pent-up thoughts finally emerged at this moment: "Absurd, imagination is absurd, and at the same time, absurdity is also the starting point of imagination, if it is not absurd, imagination is not enough to be called imagination!" Therefore, I am also the origin of all imagination, and at the end of this imagination is the pale ultimate imagination - a great sun god who saves everything, that is to say, I am not only the sword of absurdity, but also the origin of that great sun god! ”

Lin Shouxi stared at Mu Shijing's eyes and said, "I am the origin of the sun. ”

"How...... Possible? ”

Mu Shijing felt that Lin Shouxi's words were simply nonsense, and she wanted to persuade Lin Shouxi to calm down, but as soon as she spoke, she was interrupted by Lin Shouxi's words later.

"How could it be?"

Lin Shouxi said faster and faster, and his words fell into the pearl: "In this world, there are many things that cannot be explained, such as where the many unknown gods in the tomb of the gods come from, such as where the sea of twilight is, such as who the Holy King of Jiuming is, these inexplicable things are very likely to be imaginations that do not exist, they are the cracks between fantasy and reality, and now, for various reasons, the so-called fantasy is becoming real." ”

"You are pale from the past, and I am the Nine Sage Ming King from the future, we meet in the present in order to realize the impossible imagination of the year!"

"I want to become the Holy King of the Nine Mings."

In the darkness, Lin Shouxi's eyes became more and more crazy, he raised his hand and swore to the night sky: "I will definitely become the Holy King of Jiuming, I am an alchemist with a divine tripod, I will refine a sun for Xiao He!" ”

Change first, then change

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