Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Oracle
I closed my eyes and walked through the plane in almost despair.
Void......
Nothing happened, and after passing through, the feeling of hopelessness was immediately gone, and I jumped up and laughed, "That's it?"
Feng Jianqing raised an eyebrow and said, "It seems that you really want to do it again." ”
I gave him a blank look and said, "Hurry up and get down to business." This...... This is the oracle?"
We stood at the top of the mountain, an empty platform, with no grass, and at our feet were misty mountains, and we could see the cliffs opposite, and in front of us were cliffs, blocked by clouds and mist, and there was no bottom in sight.
An ethereal voice said, "What are you doing here?"
I experienced the fawn, and it was not surprising that I said, "Let's ask the oracle." ”
“...... Just ask. ”
"Are you an oracle?" I wondered, "shall I see you?"
"The Holy Envoy is very suspicious. I am the oracle, and the oracle is a voice, and when the song stops, it is the day when the oracle disappears. I was not very convinced by the singing voice, which came and went, and said, "You are here to ask about the natural disaster, the flood is frozen, the earth fire is renewed, and the natural disaster stops by itself." ”
"Frozen?!" I was startled, and said, "Freeze all the floods?"
“...... Hmmm......"
"What does it mean to restart the earthfire?" asked Feng Jian lightly.
"When the magma is no longer flowing, everything loses its barrier and goes to the Stygian to rekindle the earth's fire......" the voice said softly.
"Why?"
"Because the magma flows, it forms an enchantment for all things, and it is not disturbed, and if the earth fire stops, all things will die inexplicably, disturbed by external evils. Moreover, when it is not flowing, the magma pressure increases sharply and gushes out, causing the volcano to erupt. Does the Sect Master understand?"
Feng Jianqing nodded and said, "If the natural disaster is prevented......"
"Master, if you want to stop praying for rain, it's impossible, this will be her choice. The voice said softly.
Feng Jianqing's face sank slightly, and I said, "······ So what's this?"
I took out the Manzhu Sahua that the Xuan Ming Heavenly Emperor gave me and said, "You...... Can you see it?"
“...... This is...... His Majesty the Emperor gave you ......"
I said, "Yes, I want to know what it represents." ”
"When Your Majesty counts the first petal, what he thinks is to let her go, and when he counts the second petal, he says let her live, and this flower is an odd number······"
Odd number...... That is to say......
"But His Majesty didn't tear off the last piece of ······" The sound came from my hand, slowly spinning around my hand.
The last petal broke away from the calyx and drifted down with the wind, turning into a puff of light smoke in the air, curling and dissipating as if it had never existed.
"I got it······" I said, "Thank you." ”
The voice said: "If there is no problem with the two of you, it is better to go back to the capital quickly, there are a lot of new things to happen recently, but it is too late to save now, the bureau has already been arranged······"
What? can't be saved???
I said, "Who?"
“······ Please ······ for both of you."
Feng Jianqing said: "Thank you." The phantom mirror has the aura of disturbing the treasure land, and it is still looking at the original You. ”
The voice no longer answered, but a fluttering subtle song always lingered on the same dust platform. It can't be stopped, and when it stops, the oracle is gone forever.
Feng Jianqing casually summoned a magic mirror, I took his hand, and we walked in.