The World Tree shrouded in the Cloud Tomb cast a vast shadow on the sea. The giant ship split the waves and sailed forward.

The sea was unexpectedly cold, and the wind and waves were mixed with snow foaming hail. The snow-capped mountains behind him are like a screen that connects to the sky, stretching endlessly, and there is nothing in the world in front of you except the seawater.

Mu Shijing stood on her boat, wearing a black dress with her shoulders and back, and thin silk socks to keep out the cold, she looked into the distance, and the hem of her dress was like a wave in the wind.

She looked at the vast ocean and felt alienated, and she always felt that the next place to go was not a sacred mountain, but a strange world. "Are we really leaving?"

Mu Shijing looked at the scales and claws of the waves, feeling unreal, she pinched her cheek and said, "I always feel as if I am still dreaming. When we wake up, we're still in the dungeon, there's no sun or stars, you're still in retreat, and I'm still waiting for you to get out."

As he spoke, Mu Shijing's eyes turned red again.

People in the world always think that the older a cultivator gets, the more ancient and unwavering the Dao heart will be, but after a hundred years, she is more sensitive and fragile than in the past, suffering from gains and losses.

Mu Shijing once heard a story in which it was said that the whole world was imagined by a big monster, and the monster imagined all the details of the world to deceive sentient beings. What sentient beings think is free is actually the nightmare manipulation of monsters.

"Don't you like dreams like this?"

Lin Shouxi grabbed her hand and gently hugged her into his arms.

Mu Shijing sniffed the aroma of plants and trees between his clothes, his tense body gradually relaxed, the girl's head buried in the crook of his shoulder and gently grinded, and finally bit his ear, and said:

"I like it."

"That would be a dream." Lin Shouxi said with a smile. Mu Shijing snorted.

"We've left the Grey Tomb, and you can break through at any time." Lin Shouxi said again. "I don't want it." Mu Shijing shook his head.

"Why?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"If I can't break through the realm, won't the dream become a nightmare?" Mu Shijing asked. "How is that possible?"

Lin Shouxi could sense that the girl in her arms was like a pond that had experienced countless rainstorms, holding countless amounts of water, and as long as she wanted, she could turn into a whole lake at any time.

"Not at all." Mu Shijing said willfully.

For some reason, the Yuan Chi Realm that she once wanted to get rid of in the twilight of her thoughts has now become a certain obsession, as if the joy and sorrow of her hundred years of experience are engraved in this constant and unchanged Yuan Chi Realm, once she leaves, it is a complete goodbye to her former self.

She already had the ability to break through the realm, but she needed time to calm her Dao heart. "Hmm."

Lin Shouxi also understood her mood and said, "It's okay for Shi Jingyuan to be in the Chijing, we can fight side by side very well." "You know each other." Mu Shijing said.

"Of course, we're a match made in heaven." Lin Shouxi said. "Not really."

Mu Shijing couldn't help but purse her lips and smile, she sighed in his ear and said, "We are now a hundred years together." Lin Shouxi pressed his arms hard and hugged the girl tighter.

Mu Shijing sighed, did not struggle, and let him hug him. Half a day.

The sea breeze blew on the upper cheeks with a hint of warmth that had not been felt in a long time. Mu Shijing opened his eyes with a slight tremble.

She looked at the scene in front of her and was stunned. "What's wrong?" Lin Shouxi noticed her abnormality. "Look there."

Mu Shijing pointed behind him and said stupidly.

Lin Shouxi thought that another evil god had been born from the whirlpool, and he couldn't help but be vigilant, but when he frowned and looked back, he was as obsessed as Mu Shijing.

It was as if the sea had been split open by a great axe.

A line of light and darkness cut the sea, and the half they were in was dark and chaotic, and the other half was filled with light, which was an overwhelming light, illuminating every wave of the sea with sparkling and dazzling light. Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing both had an illusion: as long as the ice boat crossed this dividing line, it would be dissolved in the snow-white sunlight.

The ice boat sailed by in the wind. Safe.

When the light is shrouded

Mu Shijing was like a little ghost who was afraid of light, and shrunk tightly into Lin Shouxi's arms, she buried her head in his chest, not daring to look around.

Lin Shouxi stroked her long hair over and over again. Gradually.

Mu Shijing heard the sound of birdsong.

She tilted her head slightly and looked at the sky.

Seagulls fly around in the blue sky, their snow-white wings like cut clouds, and on the golden sea, from time to time fish leap out of the water and chase the ice boat. The wind brought distant whale singing and warmth, everything was so unreal, as if it were a dream given by the gods.

Mu Shijing couldn't understand why this sea could have so much light, and she stared at it for a long time before she realized it—

It turns out that the world should be so bright.

They have all experienced catastrophes and storms that have destroyed the world, but today, when they walked out of a hundred years of underground palace life, they were deeply shocked by the most ordinary sunlight.

"It's a shame that I'm scared of the sun like this."

Mu Shijing bathed in the light and breathed the air hard. In the next few days, she often complained about the matter, and told Lin Shouxi that she must never tell anyone else in the future, otherwise she would be finished with him.

Lin Shouxi agreed, but he also took the opportunity to ask for hush money. The waves crashed against the ice boat.

Lin Shouxi also impacted Mu Shijing.

The girl and the sea let out the cry of the waves, interweaving the most beautiful music between the vast sea and the sky. The tide is surging and the water is splashing.

That's the leitmotif of the next month.

They wandered on the boundless sea, bathed in the sun during the day and the stars at night, and they found many isolated islands on the sea, and many unknown life grew on the isolated islands, they lived on the other side of the world, in an isolated paradise.

On these isolated islands, without exception, there is a towering tree.

These trees are very similar to the sacred mulberry tree, and their seeds also come from the "origin".

Looking at the towering trees one after another, Lin Shouxi couldn't help but recall what he had seen in the Necromantic Snow Field again. Then.

They saw the remnants of the origin, the shadow that occupied the sky almost all day, it looked like an anemone that had swelled tens of billions of times, and in the thin light they could see countless slender tentacles, on which hung one broken corpse after another, hundreds of millions of corpses crawled all over the anemone's body, like tumors crowded on its surface.

This is another exit from the Necromantic Snowfield. But the Lord of the Grey Tomb did not dare to come here.

Because most of the evil gods are composed of primordial turbidity, and the origin is like an endless vortex to them, even if the origin is dead, its corpse can still absorb the divine turbidity in the body of the Grey Tomb King, causing it to collapse on the spot.

Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing's bodies are not turbid, and they are not afraid of being absorbed by the origin.

But as the most terrifying Immortal Evil God in history, even if he died, there was probably a huge amount of pollution buried inside his body, and he couldn't be sure that the Flame of the Nine Ming Saint King, which he had not yet attained, would be able to isolate this pollution.

However, when they walked through the corpses at the origin with trepidation, they were all shocked. Lin Shouxi did not feel any pollution.

On the contrary, not only was there no pollution, but in the interior of the origin, he even felt a vigorous vitality. Lin Shouxi will never forget what he saw at that time.

He saw an almost false world, with fictional suns and moons that cast thin light into a forest.

They thought they were about to arrive in purgatory, but they didn't realize that there was a forest inside. It is overgrown with towering giant trees like sacred mulberry trees.

These trees are extremely tenacious, they are not afraid of the cold, and they can still thrive and spread their branches in barren land where there is no light.

They thought that these trees were hiding a mystery, but until they left the Necromantic Snowfield, they were not polluted or attacked in the slightest. During the days of crossing the sea, Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing mentioned more than once what they saw in the corpse in situ.

Mu Shijing thought: "This must be a conspiracy of origin, and you have also seen that these trees all possess strange powers, as long as they are underground

When a dragon's corpse is buried, the roots of the trees will wrap around the dragon's heart, preventing them from awakening. When we were in the Three Realms Village, we all saw how the Divine Mulberry Tree bullied the King of Cangbi."

"However, under the Divine Mulberry Tree, all the divine turbidity has also been sucked clean, so that the people of the Three Realms Village can live and cultivate." Lin Shouxi said. "That being said, but ....."

Mu Shijing thought for a moment and asked, "Do you have any different ideas?"

"Although the Sacred Mulberry Tree will prevent the dragon's rebirth, it can also absorb the divine turbidity and even cause the glacier to melt." Lin Shouxi said.

This is a sea of ice, but the islands where the sacred mulberry trees grow are full of life, and they have not been affected by this ice age at all.

These are the merits of the sacred mulberry tree.

"Do you mean that the Sacred Mulberry Tree is a good tree, and that the tree species created at the origin can purify the divine turbidity, dissolve the glaciers, and save all mankind?" Mu Shijing didn't believe it.

"It's not impossible." Lin Shouxi said.

"Are you kidding?" Mu Shijing frowned and said, "The origin destroyed the whole world, and after death, it created a tree to save the world, is it sick in the brain? Or is it that the origin is about to die, its words are good, its songs are also mourning, it regrets the killing karma it has created, and intends to use its last residual heat to rewarm the whole world? Who will believe this?"

"The origin will not repent."

Lin Shouxi asserted, "Most of the intelligent beings tend to avoid death, and the origin is no exception, and it has several urgent purposes: to destroy the dragon race, the enemy of life and death, to reclaim the divine turbidity that was given to the evil god, to reshape its broken body, and to unravel the world frozen in paleness..... And the tree species it creates can do exactly that."

However, these tree species, on the other hand, have the potential to save the world.

"Why trees? Why is it a tree?" Mu Shijing asked.

"Maybe it's just an accident, maybe it's the origin of the tree that I feel that I am the World Tree, and that He who is the World Tree was born is also a tree." Lin Shouxi said.

But they all know that the World Tree is not a tree, but a tree with the towering Divine Peak as the trunk and the extraterritorial anemone as the crown. Can a false tree give birth to a real tree..... Mu Shijing felt incredible.

"Is Origin a fool? Doesn't it know that what it has created is doing things against its will?" Mu Shijing asked. "What if you know? The origin is dead."

Lin Shouxi smiled mockingly, and said, "The great pale will also create a chaotic world like the dungeon, and make it a breeding ground for the Lord of the Gray Tomb. Just like when you write a book, even if you are the creator of the book, writing and writing, you will be swayed by the world in it, and you will find that you cannot reach some established plots, and at the same time you are creating the book, the world in the book is also disciplining you.

In the same way, as long as a god comes to earth as a physical entity, it is only a more powerful life, and as long as it is a life, it cannot completely dominate itself."

Neither the pale nor the origin can truly dominate themselves.

The greatness and tragedy of life, creation and destruction, are two sides of the same coin from beginning to end. When Mu Shijing thought of this, he couldn't help but think of what Miss said when he was in the western Xinjiang.

The young lady told them that in the future, Bai Zhu is likely to be the key to saving the world.

At that time, Mu Shijing couldn't understand it, thinking that this radish could become a big thing, but now, she knew that Bai Zhu was transformed by Xianluo, and the seeds of Xianluo were brought back by Gong Ying from Zhenguo. She is also one of the seeds of the origin, but unlike the god mulberry tree, she has cultivated into a human form with three hundred years of hard work.

Could it be that in the future, there will be more and more little fairy roses like Bai Zhu, and they will become walking god mulberry trees, lighting up the whole world? Mu Shijing couldn't imagine such a distant future for a while.

Lin Shouxi was thinking about another thing: Pale and Origin were both heading towards their respective tragedies, what about the future Nine Ming Saint King? What awaits him?

The giant boat splits the waves. A month later.

Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing saw the wheel of the earth

Wide.

The huge ice boat beneath them also dissolved to the size of wood. The ice boat smashed ashore.

Mu Shijing jumped lightly onto land.

She stomped the solid ground under her feet, and Joan's nose was sore, and her eyes were full of tears. Lin Shouxi looked forward.

This is the southernmost part of the Kinabalu territory.

All the way forward, you can reach the Patriarch Mountain and the Holy Soil Temple, and further on, there is the boundary of Shenshou Mountain and Yunkong Mountain, where there are people and things they are familiar with.

They returned to Mount Kinabalu.

After Bai Zhu finished cutting the corpse insects, he traveled for three days on the cloud snail, and then returned to the sacred mountain. When she returned to the mountain, she found that her feat of slaying corpse worms had spread widely.

The fairy demeanor of the White Zhu Fairy is praised in countless teahouses and restaurants, and there are many famous painters who fantasize about the scene of the White Zhu Fairy killing the demon insect according to the description of the person concerned, and draw picture scrolls for sale.

Bai Zhu's fame has reached a new peak, and some people even say that she is the Terran monk who has the most hope of surpassing the Daomen Mansion Master.

In the past, there were still many people arguing about who was more powerful, Bai Zhu or Tong Luan, but after this battle, the controversy was self-defeating, and many people began to wait for Tong Luan to take the initiative to withdraw the war letter.

Bai Zhu is also waiting.

Unfortunately, she didn't wait.

Bai Zhu was very happy when he heard that he was praised by the world, but after being happy, he was infinitely empty-hearted. "I'm being held so high now, how miserable it will be to fall in the future..."

Bai Zhu trembled, thinking that otherwise, he would go to the true country in the north to defect to Senior Sister Chu Chu now, and his tongue was stronger than the blue nose and swollen face that was really beaten.

No, no....

If he runs away in a cowardly fight, Bai Zhu will be expelled from the Daomen! Let's continue to practice the next policy.

Find a strong and incredible demon, lose both of them, and then retreat for decades, and break through the realm by the way..... In this case, there is a lot to write about the next autobiography!

When Bai Zhu was distressed, he unexpectedly learned another news. She heard that a demon had recently appeared on the side of Ancestor Mountain.

In the past three days, this demon who suddenly appeared had three gambling battles with the three major families under the Patriarch Mountain, and the things he gambled on were all valuable treasures of these families.

Nowadays, Shenshan is martial and aggressive, and the three major families are provoked and invited to fight by an unknown junior, and they can't be cowardly and make other families laugh, but even if the three major families send their own most powerful offerings, they still lose to this demon of unknown origin.

It is said that this demon is a young man with a mask, and from time to time, he is accompanied by a girl in a black dress who also wears a mask.

Some people speculate that they are the great power of the retreat and cultivation of the Patriarch Mountain, coveting the treasures of the three major families, and it is not easy to rob them openly, so they conceal their identities and use gambling to take away the treasures, and some people speculate that they are simply evil demons, using forbidden techniques to cultivate, and this time they were born to bring chaos to the world.

But in any case, this mysterious young man fought openly and confidently, and defeated the enemy with force in full view.

Therefore, even if the rumors are full of rumors, these three major families can only swallow this evil breath, hoping that there will be a master from the Ancestor Mountain to come down the mountain, subdue him, and find out the truth.

Recently, the young man spoke again.

"Unless Fairy Truman is in person, he is not afraid of anyone?" Bai Zhu muttered.

When Bai Zhu heard this rumor, he was shocked, thinking that this demon had appointed himself to kill demons?

The three major families have tested his strength, and if he dares to openly argue with him, he must have prepared some insidious means to deal with her..... Isn't this a godsend?

No matter how strong this demon is, how can it be stronger than the Qilin Divine Beast? Here's your chance to get hurt!

Bai Zhu is ready to go and meet this demon for a while. Meantime.

Outside the Patriarch Mountain. In a secret cave.

"Wouldn't it be too conspicuous to be so blatant? Yingchan is so smart, she must be able to guess that it's me, like this..... Won't there be a lot of surprises missing?" Lin Shouxi was a little nervous.

Mu Shijing did not answer.

"How about you

Why don't you speak?" Lin Shouxi asked.

Mu Shijing was reading the Shenshan Mansion newspaper intently, her eyebrows frowned slightly, and she didn't know what she was thinking. It wasn't until Lin Shouxi asked that Mu Shijing came back to his senses and looked at him a little flustered.

"No, it won't! It's been so many years, where can Chu Chu guess that it's you, just prepare your surprise, by the way, when the time comes, the bouquet should be bigger and better-looking, so that the little senior sister will be happy." Mu Shijing pointed out with a clear eye.

"What are you looking at, so engaged?" Lin Shouxi asked.

Mu Shijing's eyes dodged and said, "I saw that in the past hundred years, the Divine Mountain Monks have not thought of making progress, and only two juniors have reached the Human God Realm, as their senior senior sister, my heart aches."

"Two of you? I heard that one of them is from Patriarch Mountain, and the other is from Yunkong Mountain, who are they, do we know each other?" Lin Shouxi was busy with alchemy in the past two days, and he didn't care about superfluous things.

"They are all newcomers and juniors, and they may know each other in the future." Mu Shijing smiled and prevaricated. Lin Shouxi didn't ask much.

After Lin Shouxi left.

Mu Shijing reopened the Shenshan Mansion newspaper.

She looked at the name at the top of the goddess list, and then at the title of "Truman Sect Master", and was silent for a long time.