Chapter 88 Time Flies
fore they were fully formed.They seemed to shout something, but their voices were swallowed by some kind of force.Two cultivators slumped to the ground, Lily bent down and picked up the two cages."Did...Random Recommendations:
I want to become... someone who can be called "great" while living, and "venerable" even after death.
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I want to make a comeback, rise again.
I want to continue the myth.
I want to live!
I want to live, no matter what you make me do...
Time flies.
It can carve mountains, dry up rivers and seas, wear down ambition, and weary even heroes. It can turn a once brilliant existence into dust.
However, history has inertia.
As the protagonists of the old era take their final bow, those of the new era step onto the stage.
The folding fan, depicting the portrait of Crane's ancestor Crane Qing Song, had never been unfolded from beginning to end and was thrown into the Unold Spring.
At the Crane Flower Pavilion in the year 392 during the Yuanjia period, even the last remnants of his body dissolved forever into the Unending Spring.
The once thriving spring, a symbol of enduring youth, has now become a place of mourning like a graveyard for cranes.
The former wears ceremonial robes, while the latter is left with only their broken body.
The water was crystal clear, and its depths seemed endless.
Gugu gugu, gugu gugu.
The bubbling spring gurgled and churned, as if calling out to something.
If you look at a spider web with one glance, it has already calmed down.
Seeing this scene, Lu Qi's heart skipped a beat!
Zhu Yi wielded the power of the Eternal Spring to counter the death force of the Grim Reaper, engaging in a magical duel with the monk Xing Nian. Xing Nian, adeptly adapting, transformed the water of the Eternal Spring into the vast celestial river, filling it into an abyss.
Later, a blaze consumed everything.
During this time, all sorts of methods were destroyed, and the springs became much cleaner.
Go back to the time fragment of Yuan Xi's three nine years in 222.
...with the relics of He Qing Song and the remaining structure of He Hua Pavilion, finally severing the ties between the Han Shan Crane family and the Spring of Immortality...
A stream of clear water leaves no trace, so when Zhu Lan grasped the Elixir of Immortality, she instantly became the first among all these prodigies to "gain something".
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Even with Zhū Yì already out of the game, she managed to finish it alone and successfully!
And what kind of support could she gain from Bu Lao Quan
The game is still ongoing, the pieces remain on Mount Shen, but she was the first to step out of the role of a piece and truly became the player of this grand game in Shenxiao.
What a terrifying prodigy!
For twenty years, she remained secluded within the palace walls, her beauty spoken of in hushed whispers. In a single game, her divine power was revealed.
From then on, who knows the whereabouts of Zhu Lan
Time flies, and the sacred mountain retreats in the long river of time.
After a moment of indescribable bewilderment, everything before my eyes was still vivid.
It may seem like nothing has changed, but everyone present can naturally feel that time is different.
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That's a feeling of vibrancy unique to this new era.
When compared to the Shenxiao region of Yuanjia's three-ninth year, this feeling is particularly noticeable.
Shu Galan sighed with satisfaction: "I finally know why I felt so uncomfortable just now. In the time fragment of Yuan Xi San Jiu Er Er, there was a heavy smell of decay, just like Gu Nanshan!"
Yang Yu whispered, "Strictly speaking, the history of Black Lotus Temple and Gu Nanshan's history are not that different. Moreover... the Demon Master Tathagata is older than Guangwang Tathagata."
Mouse Galan immediately found a counterpoint: "Otherwise, how could you say that your King of Light Tathagata stole——"
"Besides!" Yang interrupted him again, correcting him. "That can't be called a time fragment from the year 3922 of Emperor Yuanxi. It should be called the place of Shenxiao in the year 3922 of Emperor Yuanxi. It is very narrow both in terms of time and space. Your understanding of that period is the same as your understanding of Gulan Mountain—ignorant and limited."
Even witnessing them fight to the death, they were no longer interested in this level of confrontation.
Lu Qi'lang only said, "It seems this sudden trip through time has come to an end."
The True Word Stone Tablet is the farthest point of this journey through time. It buries the Divine Thunder Land of Crane Hua Pavilion, which dates back to Emperor Xi's reign in 3922. However, it is but a mere ripple in the vast river of time.
"I really hate surprises," muttered Xun XiHua in a low voice. "After all this turmoil, any ambition he had about entering the Divine Thunder Realm is gone."
In the past, I didn't think much of those new kings on the heavenly list. They were just a few steps ahead, having gotten their opportunities earlier. I often asked myself, "I just need one chance."
But from the moment he walked out of the forest, scarred and battered, every event that transpired was met with silent anticipation. He hadn't even reached the level of awareness that a dimwit like Yuan Meng possessed.
And he also clearly saw that, in terms of intellect, magical powers, and cultivation, he had a comprehensive gap from those new kings on the Heavenly List.
At this moment, his position was extremely agonizing. He wanted to get closer to Yang Yu and receive the protection of Gu Nanshan's true teachings, but after witnessing the life-or-death struggle between Yang Yu and Shou Galan, he worried about being caught in the crossfire, so he also needed to maintain a certain distance.
The spiderwebs dance like a broken string, and the surface of the Unending Spring ripples with each movement, as if being played on a zither. After traversing the long journey through time, the Unending Spring remains under control.
Therefore, it can be seen that the method of resurrection used by Hehua Pavilion is indeed feasible.
Even after countless years of depletion, able to shift the world's rules with a mere breath and orchestrate perilous schemes. Truly worthy of their former brilliance.
But if the first blindfolded bear, Xiong San, takes a wrong step, all these prodigies present will have no chance of survival.
Thinking of Xiong San Si...
Yang healed his palm with a bow, which was a sign of piety towards Buddha and respect for this man: "If Master Xiong trusts this poor monk, after this journey, why not return to Gǔnán Mountain with me As for your situation... perhaps our abbot has a way."
"You people of Gǔnán Mountain have always ostracized those who are different, believing only in your own superiority. How could you possibly tolerate Master Xiong Perhaps he arrived here and immediately made you banish all evil!" Shǔgālán chimed in, "Master Xiong, my family has been searching for the path to salvation and a vessel to ferry us through tribulation. If you are suffering with this mortal body, why not come to Hēilián Temple and brainstorm some ideas We have always been outsiders and don't care about those mundane views."
Since Gu Nanshan was a true disciple of Buddha, he naturally had compassion and the heart of Buddha.
Of course, things look different from the perspective of a rat in a cage.
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It's needless to say how tragic Xiong Sanshi's experiences have been. In the current world of Shenxiao, Xiong Sanshi is undoubtedly a powerful fighter. His performance in the Evil Bureau at Hehua Pavilion alone is enough to prove his reliability.
This is a test.
Yang Yu is trying to recruit help here!
The rat's gambit is not to be allowed to succeed.
"Is it difficult for me to remove my rivals from Gǔnán Mountain and be the only one who stands supreme"
Yang Yu looked at Shura Garan: "Black Lotus descends, the end of Dharma and all beings. Those who do not worship, are not sincere, or are not respectful, shall fall into the animal realm. Thus I, the Buddha, shall slay them—who said this"
When he controlled the Zhiwen Bell to capture the true secrets of Shenxiao, he must have overheard countless hidden things in Mo Yun City.
Shu Jia Lan sneered: "I was just saying, back then, you used the Zhi Wen Zhong to beat everyone here."
Yang Yu was already annoyed by him, glaring at him and saying, "Since you know what happened during that time, you must also know about my broken skull."
That sentence hit a nerve.
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Even in Shougalan's only compassionate eyes, a murderous gleam flashed: "Without the Bell of Knowing, you are nothing. Come, Buddha, let us try again"
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How can I make the two new kings of the Heavenly Rankings fight over me, killing each other for my attention
"As someone who has a say in this matter, Xiong Sanshi could only whisper, "Becoming like this is not my fault, and I have nothing to be ashamed of. I don't care what people on the street think of me. After escaping from Qianjieku, I was lost for a while too. Teng Hu Tianzun saw something in me, didn't despise my state, and asked me to work under him... Coming to Shenxiaoju, of course, I have my own motives. When we get out of here, if both of you still wish it, let's discuss it further."
His meaning was very clear - if you truly want to help me treat my condition, I would be grateful. But that would definitely not be a transaction involving the Divine Thunder Bureau.
He walked the world in a body woven from demon and human, not for a day or two. Whatever suffering or pain there was, he endured it all.
Yang Yuedao said: "As the donor said, you becoming like this is not your fault. My Buddha wants to relieve suffering and alleviate distress, it has nothing to do with worldly affairs. In this Shenxiao Bureau, you and I each rely on our own methods. No matter what happens in this process, no matter if I am still here or not. Once you leave the Shenxiao Bureau, you go to Gǔnán Mountain yourself, Gǔnán Mountain will still be willing to find a way for you."
Shǔ Gālán Dào: "My Black Lotus Temple is the same too."
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"Speaking of something off-topic," the two-sword-wielding peace official, suddenly said, "Do you have any clues about the location of the Ten Thousand Tribulations Pit and the Three Wicked Calamity Lords"
Unlike those goal-oriented newcomers who aspire to become the new kings, Zhu Dali is genuinely clueless and stumbled upon this place. He believed everything was a scheme orchestrated by Taiping Dao's master and simply waited for orders. He truly didn't have any personal goals of his own.
But after hearing Xiong San's true words, this "goal" has already appeared.
The Way of Peace seeks a peaceful world, and to achieve that, it is necessary to eliminate all evils. Those wicked individuals like the three evildoers who rebel against the king, how could they not be killed
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Perhaps Zhu Dalì felt the sincerity of his anger.
Bear Sansi fell silent for a moment, then said, "I've been searching too."
This man who always remained calm and composed in the Ask-Evil Bureau within Hekua Pavilion, spoke with some difficulty: "Though he transformed me into this state, I know nothing about him. I don't know if he's a demon, spirit, ghost, or human. I don't know his gender, his cultivation level, or what he looks like. The title 'Three Evils Sovereign' is the only thing I know. When he dissected my flesh and replaced my meridians with demonic energy, he told me I would forever remember this name..."
What kept Xiong Sanshi alive in that kind of torment
There must be the word "hatred" in there.
"I think he wants me to hate him, hopes that through this hatred, I can live a little longer, just to suit his plan of transformation."
My cell was in the farthest corner. In the neighboring cell lived a human. At first, we didn't speak, harboring mutual animosity. We only gauged each other's physical transformations through the sounds of their howls.
"For a while he was completely silent, and I thought he was dead. I can't remember exactly how long it was, but I didn't hear him moaning again until my entire right leg was finished being reconstructed. He had almost died, but came back to life."
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He was the first one to speak to me. He said, "Damn it, how are you still alive"
Bear Sansi slowly said, "I said I didn't want to die, I wanted to live, I wanted revenge. I also asked him, then why haven't you died yet"
He said, "Humanity will never lose to the demon clan. As long as you don't die, I will never die before you."
From that moment on, I started counting time anew. Not for any other reason than to see how many more days I could live than him.
This damned lust for victory, in a gloomy environment like the Thousand Tribulations Cave, had a bloody kind of humor to it.
"That's how we started communicating. At first, there was nothing to say, just insults back and forth. Then it got too painful, we didn't have the energy to keep insulting each other, so we finally started talking properly. And then…we came up with code words, chatting normally with plain language, but using code words to communicate our escape plan."
People who would never get along, humans and demons, slowly joined hands to save themselves when faced with a common hardship.
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This has nothing to do with morality; it's an instinct of life.
"We've long since memorized the patterns of the Three Evils' movements. That day, we had just finished a new round of modifications, a time when our bodies were at their most vulnerable, needing to pause and wait. Wait for recovery to endure another grafting, or collapse and die. Usually during this state, the Three Evils would take a long while before appearing."
He had hidden the seal of his concealed path deep within his soul. I faked my death and tricked the guards into collecting my corpse...
While Xiong Sanyi didn't elaborate on the specifics of his escape from the Thousand Tribulations Cave, all the demons present could easily imagine the harrowing experience.
"That's how we escaped from the Thousand Tribulations Cave. We bid each other farewell, vowing to settle our score on the battlefield and determine who lives or dies. We agreed that whoever gathered information about the Three Evil Disaster Lords first would inform the other."
Bear San thought: "But right in front of me,
That humanoid's body collapsed. He had reached his limit. His flesh warped into many worm-like creatures, squirming like maggots on the ground.
In the mirror world, Jiang Wang remained silent. Though he longed to return home, he was captivated by Xiong San's story. He desperately wanted to know the name of that human, but neither Chai A Si nor Zhu Dali seemed inclined to ask.
The demon clan doesn't care about the human race.
The scene that Xiongsan described made Yuanmeng's scalp prickle with fear.
And he continued, "I erased my tracks and fled for a very long time, finally reaching a city of demons..."
"Later, I returned to the Ziwu Hills, but the thought of revenge never left my mind."
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I had a powerful influence for a long time, but when I went back to the Thousand Tribulations Cave, I found that the place I remembered simply didn't exist anymore.
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"I've gone through every historical record even remotely related to 'The Three Evils and the Four Calamities,' and I've mobilized all available intelligence... but I couldn't find a single trace. I even used several life-or-death favors earned to ask Heavenly Tiger Lord to investigate. He personally followed my escape route, but found nothing."
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"It seems like the Three Calamities King and the Thousand Tribulations Cave don't exist in this world at all."
"Sometimes I wonder if it's all just a dream"
Xiong Sansi clutched his blade: "But this body of mine, neither demon nor spirit, constantly reminds me...of its true nature!"
In the silence of the monsters who didn't know how to speak.
Bear Sansi walked forward alone, heading toward the blue stone by the Spring of Eternal Youth.
In the year three nine two two of Emperor Yuanxi's reign, in the land of Shenxiao, I left something behind.
"Now, we are in a new era."
> "Such a long time has passed in the blink of an eye."
"The Weaver Girl still controls the Fountain of Youth, while Huahua Pavilion has been utterly obliterated... Yet you all remain so young and vibrant!"
Let's see what I left behind, if there are any messages for me.
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