Chapter 11: Along the Silk Thread of Time
The sunlight grew stronger and stronger, as if it were going to set the entire canyon on fire. The sunlight gathers in the hands of young people and is a shining ball of light. The futility trembling of the white veil, perhaps as Chen Cheng said, her little ability is cannon fodder in front of this person. But that day saved Chen Feng...... It seems that it was only because of the sneak attack.
Can't wait any longer, no one can say what he will do to Chenhui in the next second. Almost instantly, Chen Feng concentrated all his energy on the sky covered with dark clouds, and the warm sunlight was blocked out of the clouds. The ball of light in the young man's hand appeared brighter, but it seemed to have lost its vitality.
The sea of clouds rolled on the top of the mountain, and the strong wind lifted Chenhui from the boulder and sent her into the distance. Countless bolts of lightning fell on the young man like a rain of arrows, along Chen Feng's gaze. In the blink of an eye, debris flew and half of the snow-white boulders on the top of the mountain were blown away and scattered in the dense pine forest.
He was stunned, not because he had split the top of the mountain, but because he couldn't find any trace of the young man. Behind it again, the familiar sense of oppression reappeared. It's too late to turn back, he can't be suppressed by his opponent like that day, otherwise it's all over. The river under his feet was flying beside him, like a churning water snake between the two, protecting Chen Feng in Pan Huan's body.
Finally, he had a chance, and he wanted to see what this mysterious opponent looked like. It's just that when he really saw the other party's face, he couldn't help but twist every muscle on his face. Who would have thought that the person standing opposite him looked almost exactly like him, except that he was a little thinner and more toned than himself. The other self was full of calm, and just fixed his eyes on the ring hanging on Chen Feng's chest.
"Give me your mana." The young man sighed and said to Chen Feng, his gaze still resting on the silver circle. But he also understood that Chen Feng had no intention of obediently restraining his hands. The water of the entire river was lifted by Chen Feng and flew in the air, and the dark clouds in the sky swirled and pressed lower and lower, and finally merged with the water dragon in the sky and enveloped the whole body. The silly boy rose in the wind and walked among the black dragons of clouds and water.
The young man was still staring at the bare-bottomed (striped) boy, and there was not even the slightest hint of hatred or anger in his eyes. He watched Chen Feng's futile struggle, and knew in his heart that even if Chen Feng fought hard, he would not be his opponent today. "If I could, I wouldn't have hurt his life." He said to himself. "Actually, I'm not afraid, I'll see him again then, and he'll be as ...... as he is now."
The black dragon couldn't stop the young man's skills, he only needed to dodge simply to get in front of Chen Feng. Reaching out with both hands, one hand grabbed the silver necklace around Chen Feng's neck, and the other hand went to hug his waist. What he thought was very simple, as long as he knocked Chen Feng unconscious and took him away, and got the ring around his neck, there would be a way to take away the wind god's mana and change the past and future that should not have appeared.
Maybe it's a fool who has a fool's luck, and this time the stupid boy took advantage of not wearing clothes. He was slick and wet all over, and his opponent couldn't hold him at all. Chen Feng slipped out of his opponent's arm like a loach, only to cut off the newly purchased necklace to save his life.
The young man turned in the air and rushed towards Chen Feng again. As soon as Chen Feng's feet touched the remaining half of the boulder, he commanded the black dragon to surround him, and a column of water rushed the opponent out. But when the intruder adjusted his body again and prepared to take Chen Feng down in one fell swoop, he saw that the water dragon had turned into a glacier hanging in the sky, and countless sharp knife-like ice picks were straight on the chubby body.
"Don't move!" Chen Feng's roar echoed in the canyon. "Come closer, and you'll never want to get my mana."
The other party really didn't move, not frightened, just a little surprised. He didn't know where that kid got the courage and wisdom to fight him for a few rounds, and the courage to threaten him with suicide.
"How do you know that if you're dead, I won't be able to get your mana."
"Sister Meng said that if I die, it will take hundreds of years for the next wind god to appear." He stared boldly into his opponent's eyes, "I guess, as long as the Wind God can appear again, then the Wind God's mana will definitely not fall on you." Otherwise, it would certainly not be the god of wind who was born. Chen Feng gasped and used all his strength to expand the glacier at the top of the mountain. He thought that if he dared to break through, he would crush both of them to death under the water of this river. "Can you wait these hundreds of years?"
The young man floated in the air, stretched out his hand to break through the dark clouds, and a sunset shot down from the sky, illuminating himself and Chen Feng. He didn't speak, his warm eyes trying to see the stubborn silly boy with a stubborn face, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly, and he couldn't tell whether to cry or laugh. Take a deep breath, blink hard, and with a shudder of the dark clouds emerge from the sky, disappearing into the sky along the setting sun.
"He's the sun god." Chen Ji said.
The sun god withdrew from the Valley of the Wind God like this, he was really afraid that Chen Feng would do something stupid and completely ruin his plan, but he also liked this stunned kid from the bottom of his heart. It's just that if you miss this opportunity, I'm afraid that Fengshen Valley will not be so easy to enter. He scolded himself more than once: "Zhao Xu, Zhao Xu, you can't even catch such a kid." I didn't expect his mana to be average, but a bit brute force. He stretched out his hand to cover his chest and coughed violently, and the column of water pushed by Chen Feng accidentally injured him. If I want to arrest him again, I'm afraid I'll have to wait a little longer.
"Let's go! You're the god of wind! β
"I'm just the god of wind ......"
The sun finally pierced through the clouds and restored its grandeur to the ever-present majesty, shining down on the mountains and illuminating the shattered boulders.
He sat on the white stone, letting the sun cover his unobstructed body, savoring the warmth of the sun in the cold wind he had set up with his own hands.
"Back in the East China Sea, the bottom of the sea is where the wind god should really stay."
Chen Ji stood not far behind him, looking at him. Ten thousand strips of green silk fluttered in the wind with the white dress, and a faint white light lingered beside him. It's like time is flowing, never broken. But it seems to have never changed, lingering in the same place.
"Why... Do I look like him? He asked.
He turned his head slightly towards her. But from that angle, they still couldn't see each other's faces. All she could see was the round back of his head and the back of a cow.
"I heard Masterβ" She hesitated, but finally opened her mouth, but let out only a soft sigh. Maybe...... It's all fate......"
The voice was low, almost drowned in the wind. But for him, it was clear enough.
Turn your head and look at the sun. I don't know if it was glaring, or something, he closed his eyes, only to open them a few seconds later. A few bloodshot streaks glistened in the dry eyes, and the sunlight that burst out of the clouds gathered in them, and they were two bright dots, swaying with the sigh of the forest.
"You can go back and see for yourself. Now you can do it. β
I wanted to go up and touch his head, but I couldn't take a step. The cold wind seemed to have blown into her heart and lungs, knowing what she was thinking and what she was going to do, and easily pushed her to the other side of her soul.
"This heart is so cold!" She thought.
Underneath that muscular body, under those dry eyes, behind this cold wind, can this cloud-piercing sunset pierce the haze? She didn't know, and she didn't dare to think about it. Just look up and think back to these several encounters. I never thought that fate would be so tricky.
"Feng'er, go back. You don't belong here. β
"Sister Dream." He closed his eyes again, "I don't want to go." β
"But if he finds you again......"
"Sister, let me stay by myself for a while."
She hesitated, but turned around. There was not the slightest hesitation in his voice, like a wall, blocking her gentleness from thousands of miles away.
Every generation of Fengshen is like this, generation after generation, repeating inexplicable arrangements and ending young lives......
Thinking of this, she suddenly stopped. The departed faces seemed to stand before her eyes again. On the top of this mountain, in the sun, in the cold wind, behind the boy who sat alone on the edge of the cliff...... Warm, cold, smiling, serious......
The white light gradually dissipated, and the morning disappeared into the cold air. Only Chen Feng was left to sit on the white stone, looking up at the sky, staring at the brilliant sunset.
There seemed to be many traces floating in the air, all sorts of things. The marks were like thin lines, as delicate as hair, as soft as running water. He seemed to see the shadow of Chen's aunt, and he continued to ...... It's time.
I can't figure out why, but that's how it happened. Time flowed before his eyes, and he could see anything that was happening to anyone, anywhere, whenever he wanted to. He saw the lime truck, a vague figure hiding outside the crowd, overturning the truck with only one hand, and a dozen people were buried in the lime on the spot......
He didn't dare to look at it anymore, Hong Liang was still lying in the stone house, and he couldn't face the tragic scene at that time. Calm your mind and follow in the footsteps of Chenhui.
She stopped in the world of silk threads and stood under a large tree. Not far away, a farmer wields a pickaxe in the sun, weeding knee-high sorghum.
The sun was strong, and sweat flowed down the bronzed bodies of the peasants like rain. It was a strong man, and there was not a single fat on his body. The high bun told Chen Feng that this was not his era. Who is he? Why did Sister Dream come here?
"I've been here countless times to watch him hoe this piece of land." Chen Ji felt Chen Feng coming, "The next day, he will fight the Sun God with the other twelve Heavenly Gods. β
"He's also the god of wind?" Chen Feng asked in surprise.
"His life was short, but I loved him all my life. It's just that he can't be sent well in the end. β
She looked like she was about to cry, but there was no tear in her eyes. Maybe I really came too many times, watched too many times, thought about it too many times, and the tears that were originally endless have been exhausted, and all that remains is a light sigh.
"You're here!"
The bronzed peasant suddenly straightened up and said these three words with his back to them. Chenhui has been here countless times, watching him spend the last day of his life, and there will never be the slightest difference from beginning to end. Why ...... Today He suddenly spoke?
The farmer turned, sweat drenching his chest. Chenhui walked towards him in a daze, unable to believe what was happening in front of him. When she walked up to the farmer and crossed Chen's shoulder, the farmer's gaze met Chen Feng, and a hearty smile made Chen Feng understand everything.
(I'm sorry, dear friend.) There are a lot of settings about "gods" in this book, and there are too many calculations and villains, and some villains represent gods who should be women in legends - such as the sun god Xihe, etc., but the author prefers to leave the only little light in the world to women, so many mythological characters are given new identities and genders. This book is the framework of the entire series, and I look forward to witnessing the construction and growth of this "Fengshen universe" with you. οΌ