Chapter 483
When she became the Heavenly Dao, the entire Tianyan Continent was also undergoing earth-shaking changes that were invisible to the naked eye.
The most obvious thing was what the cultivators of the three tribes with the strongest spiritual awareness sensed: the world they were in, the sky above their heads, and the existence around them that were tied to their fate and cause and effect, suddenly, in a brief moment, had a new controller.
Then came the sudden thick spiritual energy in the world, a huge ancient tree that suddenly appeared in the distant sky and gradually disappeared before everyone could sigh, and the panic and peace of mind that seemed to be briefly abandoned and quickly bound when they raised their hands blankly and touched their eyebrows subconsciously.
"The way of heaven is to reduce the excess and replenish the deficiency."
Yun Mian closed her eyes, but could still hear Tiandao's soft sigh in her ear after he left.
Reduce the surplus and make up for the deficiency?
In Yun Mian's eyes, this world is no longer the narrow piece that the naked eye can see, but what the mind sees is not such a desirable upper world full of spiritual energy.
Instead, it looks more like a sieve with holes everywhere, like a tattered puppet from the old times that is still singing hoarsely.
If a doll is broken, there are doll makers who can help repair it, but when the whole world is broken, the creatures in this world will still destroy it wantonly.
What is unnecessary is the greed and selfishness of the three tribes, the fear of death of the monks, and the thieves’ failure to return what they have stolen.
There are deficiencies everywhere.
"...Obviously, Heaven has left us a huge mess." Yunkong recovered from the shock of the rules, squatted above Mianmian's head, and watched this broken world with her. His whole body was numb.
It has survived so many mission worlds, but has never taken over such a big mess!
If we analyze Tiandao's words in depth, doesn't it mean that he was targeting Mianmian, the scapegoat, from another world from the very beginning?
It was a little frustrated, but Yunmian took it off her head and held it in her palm. Her beautiful and clean eyes smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. This is much better than what we expected at the beginning."
At least she and He don't have to fight to the death or get hurt for this terrible world.
At least, she could run back safely to see her mother and hug her tightly.
"I miss my mother." The smile in the little girl's eyes melted into longing, and then was replaced by a frank and firm belief: "So, even for the clean snow mountain under my mother's feet, I will never let the bad guys steal and destroy this world again."
Yunmian looked at Mianmian, and saw the bright and clear eyes of the little girl as she looked towards the dense web of fate. For some reason, she suddenly felt that even if the light of merit in Mianmian had dissipated at this moment, she would still be as warm and dazzling as a little sun.
It thought that perhaps it could understand why the Heavenly Dao was so willing to abandon this world and leave.
Because He has found the best successor for Himself.
Yun Jin saw with her own eyes Yun Mian disappear from the air.
He had rationally chosen to sacrifice himself for the people of the world, and he clearly didn't understand why the little girl was so angry and anxious.
But when the person who was to sacrifice for the people of the world changed from himself to Yunmian, at that moment, Yunjin felt an extremely strong and unfamiliar emotion for the first time.
Master said that is called fear.
She was afraid that the child would disappear, and she was afraid that Yunmian would suffer any harm that she could not resist in a place where she could not see.
But beneath the fear, there are deeper, more unfamiliar emotions.
Yun Jin guessed that this might be what the children told her loudly every day: love.
But she didn't want to explore it for too long. From the moment the child disappeared from her sight, the only strongest thought remained in Yun Jin's blank mind and her emotionally swollen heart.
Get her back.
Find the little girl named Yunmian who always says she loves her mother.
Find your daughter.
Yun Jin's heart was beating rapidly and uncontrollably. At the same time, the sword in her hand was emitting a dazzling scarlet light in full view of everyone.
For the first time, the emotions in her heart were affected and spread by the Sword of Killing Evil.
And those surging emotions are love, looming uneasiness, and surging murderous intent.
The onlookers around fled the Sword Sect in fear. Some elders in the sect anxiously urged her to stop her impulsive behavior, but Yun Jin turned a deaf ear to them.
She leaped into the air, her clothes fluttering, and held the sword of evil in her hand, making the same starting posture as Yun Mian did at that time.
However, just as she was rapidly plundering the surrounding spiritual energy, accumulating spiritual power and sword energy and was about to strike the sword at the sky above her head, a familiar, joyful and intimate voice suddenly rang in her ears, which was distant yet vaguely close.
"Mother!!"
The spiritual energy that was about to be plundered stagnated in mid-air, and the continuously accumulating sharp sword energy also came to an abrupt stop.
Everything in the world seemed to be frozen at this moment.
"Mom~what are you doing?"
The little girl who suddenly appeared in front of her tilted her head in confusion, looked at the sword in her hand, and then looked at the sword sect disciples hiding behind the sect protection formation not far away, and suddenly realized: "Mom, did they bully you? I will help you kill them!!"
Yun Jin didn't care about the backlash of spiritual energy and sword energy, and subconsciously reached out to embrace the little guy who was about to fly away from her to the Sword Sect.
The child, who was suddenly hugged by his mother and had no murderous intention at all, smiled with satisfaction.
"Mom, kiss~"
A soft kiss fell on Yunjin's cheek. The little guy in his arms smiled with curved eyebrows and shook his head, but somehow he gave people a bit of street scoundrel temperament.
Yun Jin suppressed the strange thoughts that suddenly arose in her mind, frowned, and looked the little girl over and over again. After making sure that she was as lively as ever, she finally sheathed her sword.
Yunmian didn't bother her mother, nor did she care about the "onlookers" who were frightened and relieved by her and whose faces were as colorful as a color palette.
The child held his own ball of light and obediently grasped his mother's large and slightly cool sleeves, allowing her to carry him down to the ground steadily from a height that would not kill him.
"He didn't make things difficult for you?"
Yun Jin's voice was as cold and desolate as the snowy mountain, but Yun Mian's eyes sparkled when she heard it. She tilted her little face upward and smiled obediently, "Is mom worried about me? Was mom going to fight with Him just now?"
After saying this, without giving my mother a chance to refute, he shook his head and sighed happily: "It's a pity that the Heavenly Dao has left. He didn't lie to my mother and said he would give me a gift. He must be a good Heavenly Dao!"
Good heaven?
Yun Jin frowned slightly, and suddenly remembered that she seemed to have never given Yun Mian any gifts. Instead, the little guy had prepared a lot of gifts for herself before they even met.
For this reason, the little girl sent herself to Duobao Pavilion.
Some things seem to become clear and enlightening as soon as you change your mind.
In other words, after going through the emotional tribulation, everything was enough for the intelligent and sensitive Yun Jin to perceive and express emotions naturally.
After a moment, Yun Jin looked down at her daughter, and then asked awkwardly, "What kind of gift would Mian Mian like?"
This time it was Yunmian who was stunned.
The child tilted his head and looked at his mother stupidly. After a while, he suddenly raised his hands and patted his ears, just like a puppy with its head tilted and thinking foolishly.
"Mom, what did you just say?"
Yunmian hugged her mother's arms and begged with eager eyes: "Mom, I feel like there's a lot of wind in my ears. Please say it again, okay?"
While acting coquettishly, she hugged her mother's arm and shook it gently. Anyone who saw her pitiful look would feel their heart sink a little.
Yun Jin looked at her daughter like this, and the slight emotional fluctuations that were originally rising up suddenly deepened unconsciously, and seemed to be mixed with a slightly bitter taste.
"I asked, what kind of gift does Mianmian like?"
She repeated it again, her voice neither too loud nor too soft, her tone neither too deep nor too shallow, but after a moment's pause, she added, "Just tell me, I can buy you anything you like. I have saved a lot of spirit stones over the years."
As soon as she finished speaking, she was forced to reach out and catch the little guy who jumped up and jumped into her arms.
“Mom mom mom mom…”
"Mom, I love you so much~ I am the baby who loves you the most in the whole world!"
"Mom, you have to buy me a present. We promised not to lie. If you lie you will turn into a puppy!"
"Hehe~ Mom, I will love any gift you buy me. Mom, kiss~!"
"Mother……"
Yun Jin only said two sentences and easily gained a warm-hearted puppy, Mian. The puppy lay in her arms, cuddled her and smiled like a little fool, and refused to walk by himself obediently no matter what she said.
From that moment on, the child, feeling the love of his mother, realized that he had lost the ability to walk independently.
Yunmian is now the pitiful baby who cannot walk when she is away from her mother and can only cry and shed tears!
It's my mother's baby Mianmian~
"Mom, give me more kisses~!"
"Mom, mua~!"
Mianmian is probably the only person in the world who has the love of her mother.
All living things, especially the three races of humans, demons and monsters, are speculating on what kind of changes and influences the new Heavenly Dao will have on their spiritual lives.
But they waited and waited, calculated and guessed, but the way of heaven seemed to be in hibernation and did not give them even the slightest feedback.
This is a bit unsettling. After all, Yunmian is different from the previous Tiandao. Strictly speaking, Yunmian is in a complete infancy and is an "immortal species" brought out from another world by the human race. Among the three races, at least the human race has the opportunity to stand at the same height and discuss certain interest exchanges with the new Tiandao on an equal footing.
But not only did they not know where the previous Heavenly Dao had gone, they were also ignored by the new Heavenly Dao... This long and strange silence inexplicably made the monks who had been full of calculations at the beginning have a bad feeling that their efforts were in vain.
But what made them most uneasy was that the various clans and families discovered sooner or later that the saints who had ascended to the immortal realm in this world suddenly seemed to be unable to find the way back to the Floating World Continent.
Not only that, it seems that the saints on the Floating World Continent have not contacted them for some time.
At the same time, the disciples, elders and even the leader of the Sword Sect would unconsciously look towards the snow-capped mountain which was as quiet as before.
I heard that the new Tiandao practices swordplay on the snowy mountains every day with a small wooden sword in his hand and has no intention of leaving.
No one expected that they would encounter such an unprofessional fate.
The three tribes: (disheartened) The world of immortal cultivation will end sooner or later.
Mianmian: Mommy, kiss me, mommy, hug me, mommy, cling to me, mommy…
Yunkong: Once you have a mother, you forget about the system, bah!
Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine:
1 floating life;
Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution:
2 bottles of Yansi Sheng;
Gardenia, Moyan, Weeds, Cang Yuezi, Sun.
1 bottle;
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