Chapter 2: A Thousand Years of Jingxuan

Jingxuan Island, Su Guizi is no stranger.

In the past, there were strange people and swords and immortals in the bitter realm, who ran around all their lives, and realized that there were several mysterious forces in the dark of the bitter realm, faintly targeting the bitter realm. So he called on his colleagues with his life's work and formed a force called Jingxuan Island, which was responsible for investigating and encircling and suppressing mysterious forces that might threaten the bitter situation. After the death of the Sword Immortal, the responsibility of the lord of Jingxuan Island fell to his brother Yue Wujian, after Yue Wujian was burned to death by the heavenly fire, there was one of the nine stars of Jingxuan, Kaiyang Wuqu Yiqi Xing, to assume the mandate of heaven, to rule over everyone, Jingxuan's fire, endless.

It's just that at this moment and here, even Su Gui's understanding of it will inevitably become unfamiliar after all. Not because of the place, but because of the people.

It is not an exaggeration to say that Jingxuan Hall is the spiritual inheritance place of Jingxuan Island, this palace was the place of Jingxuan Nine Stars many years ago, and then the rivers and lakes changed, Jingxuan Island also suffered more than once from the hostile forces, and the Jingxuan Palace here was also rebuilt on the site later.

This is what Tapir Tianjue said to Su Gui yesterday, Su Gui remembers it very clearly, and it is strange to say, after a while, Su Gui clearly feels that his memory is much better, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he will never forget it.

Su Gui followed behind the tapir Tianjue and walked towards the depths of the palace, and there was a soft light illuminating the road wherever he stepped along the way, tracing the source carefully, but it was a round and white bead, which seemed to be expensive.

And the bluestone that the two of them stepped on, and every brick and tile that built the palace, also exuded a solemn atmosphere, although Su Gui tried his best to calm down, but he was still inevitably a little nervous. The tapir is definitely familiar with the way, with a leisurely attitude, still yawning.

After passing through a corridor, there was a long stone staircase, and the two of them walked up, and the portraits hanging on the walls on both sides of the stone steps caught Su Gui's eyes. There are many portraits, but Su Gui can recognize only a limited number of them.

The first lord of Jingxuan Island, Hengshan Sword Immortal

The successor of the Sword Immortal, Yushu Dangui Yue is flawless

One of the first nine stars, the peerless Sword Su Yi Qi Xing

One of the first nine stars, the silver horse is in charge, and there is no hometown

One of the first nine stars, the famous sword is nameless

……

After that, the face became unfamiliar, probably the figure behind them, and this stone staircase, the two of them also came to the end, a huge door slowly opened, and the furnishings in the room came into view.

A crystal clear boulder round table is surrounded by a circle, there are many seats, at this time there are only two seats on the people, sitting in the middle of the person with purple hair and blue eyes, dressed in gold and white clothes, handsome eyebrows, tall posture, Su Gui remembers clearly, he crossed into the hardship that day, and the first person he saw was him.

The current lord of Jingxuan Island, ruling over a group of Jingxuan people and Jingxuanke, helping the world, saving the people of Lishu, and winning the Son of Heaven in the east.

"I've seen the Son of Heaven." Su Gui bowed his hand slightly.

The tapir on the side ignored it, shook his hand with a swagger, and found a nearby place to sit down.

"Don't be so polite to him, just find a pleasing position to sit down, anyway, these seats can't sit all year round."

After the tapir sat down, the whole person lay straight on the round table, looking extremely sleepy and finally unable to bear it.

"You don't have to be formal, please sit down." Dongsheng Tianzi said warmly. Although Dongsheng lives up to the name of the Son of Heaven in terms of clothing and bearing, he does not have much sense of oppression just by hearing his voice, but it makes people feel like a spring breeze.

Despite this, Su Gui still felt uncomfortable, because he knew that when Dongsheng Tianzi saw him again this time, it meant that he must give an answer to that matter, and he was still in a dilemma.

"He's the Destiny Guest?" The gray-robed man on the left hand side of Dongsheng Tianzi spoke, and then Su Gui only felt a sword-like gaze and stabbed straight towards him, almost piercing himself.

Swordsman?

Su Gui raised his eyebrows, and his gaze fell on his back. And it's also a swordsman who doesn't seem to be very happy with himself, this kind of targeting, it's a little inexplicable.

"Seventeen." Dongsheng Tianzi spoke.

When the swordsman called "Seventeen" heard this, he closed his eyes again, and the sword-like gaze of inquiry disappeared immediately.

"This is one of the nine stars of the contemporary era, Yaoguang Breaking Military Star, Yuan Seventeen."

Yuan? Seventeen?

As soon as he said seventeen, only a figure would appear in Su Gui's mind......

"When I was seventeen, ......"

It's just that the one, in terms of temper, is much more amiable than this one.

"Destiny ......"

"It's good for the Son of Heaven to call me Su Gui."

"Then you can call me Dongsheng directly, on Jingxuan Island, there are only fellow Daoists, and there is no difference between subordinates."

Dongsheng Tianzi said: "Similarly, if you don't want the destiny you carry, Dongsheng will not force it, and Jingxuan Island will also try its best to send you back." ”

"I ......"

Destiny, Destiny......

Su Gui immediately thought of what he had seen and heard on the day of his travel.

This world is the long years after "Thunderbolt Puppet Show", and all the characters and plots that Su Gui is familiar with have long since become the history recorded in the books.

In this world, there is peace, at least on the surface. Although there are still wars, the lives of the people are much more stable than the crises that wiped out the world many years ago. And even so, Jingxuan Island still plays a role, monitoring the undercurrents of the rivers and lakes, and nipping the crisis in the bud.

And just half a month ago, one of the core organs of Jingxuan Island, led by the legendary caster Jiangnan Chunxin many years ago, was created by a group of famous casters, and then it was completed, upgraded, and perfected by the casters. And after the investigation on Jingxuan Island, this crisis is not in the present, but in the past, some people are calculating on the long river of time, wanting to destroy the entire world and even the four realms in the past.

Not only that, although it is contrary to the way of heaven to rebel against time, Jingxuan Island is not completely helpless, but the crux is that the long river of time has fallen into stagnation for some reason, that is, Jingxuan Island has a considerable method, and it is impossible to go back to the past, and the only solution lies in Su Gui's body.

As a person outside the universe, Su Gui can break the temporariness and break this stagnation, but Su Gui must also go deep into time.

This kind of drama, Su Gui is also familiar with, the Chaldean Humanities Protection Agency's Suffering Branch......

At the beginning of learning about the whole story, Su Guizi couldn't help but complain a lot, but after complaining, Su Gui calmed down, although the slots were full, but the situation that Jingxuan Island is facing now is even worse.

If Su Gui is unwilling to join, then even if Jingxuan Island has more means, it will not be able to overcome the barrier caused by unknown reasons.

The misery and the destruction of this universe are only sooner or later.

But if he agreed, he followed him to the bitter realm of the past, the world of beacon smoke that destroyed the world every day, and there were many turbulences like dogs, Su Gui felt that he would probably not be much different from those demon Daojiao who died in the sweep of the air waves.

However, Su Gui knew very well that he had no choice in this matter from the beginning.

Jingxuan Island may not be able to send him back to that world, although his heart is full of resentment towards the white lotus in his dream, but in order to save his life, he has only one choice.

"I agreed."