The dry basins are a calamity for all living beings
What if the thing you feared doesn't happen, but something you never expected suddenly comes along?
I think that's exactly how I am right now.
Last night, I deliberately fled the area where the basin was visible, trying to escape Xie Jinhui's eyes, which I couldn't escape once I looked at them.
I thought that after one night, I could greet him like before and continue chatting.
However, when I woke up this morning, I immediately noticed that the place where the dragon bones were hidden had been discovered, and the dragon bones had been taken away.
Instead, I left behind the pair of cloud-patterned boots at Shide Water Pavilion.
My immediate reaction was to stand with my hands on my hips and rush to the basin to confront it.
However, the water in the basin dried up, and a barrier filled with divine power covered it.
When my divine power touched the barrier, the barrier dissipated. Then, the scattered divine power condensed and formed words.
Is it a letter left behind, or perhaps it's from the grandfather's own handwriting?
I took a deep breath, but after reading it, I felt a tightness in my chest.
The ancestor said, "My son should guard the territory and cultivate himself to await the future. Therefore, he sealed himself in the Moxu Abyss and will never come to see me again."
The goddess, Yuan'e, comes and goes as she pleases; do not ask when she will return.
Self-proclaimed? How could it be self-proclaimed!
Don't ask when I'll return!
Emperor Shengsheng secluded himself to recuperate and avoid the world, while his successor, Xie Jinhui, remained trapped in the inaccessible Moxu Chenyuan.
Okay, okay, okay.
From now on, it seems the days of those old men in the Discipline Hall taking power have arrived.
The lightning on the Heavenly Execution Platform is probably going to keep striking relentlessly.
Is the Immortal Realm going to revert to what they described as the original state?
I don't care what it becomes.
But Xie Jinhui, he's so pitiful.
I always felt that a deep-rooted love had bound me and him together, and I hated it, I felt miserable, and I felt unfree.
But Xie Jinhui, since he took human form, it seems that the only time he can be considered free is when he plays with me.
His father was training him, and the Heavenly Emperor's attention now seems like a heavy burden.
He must be diligent every day and cultivate himself constantly.
Immortal arts, trials, even helping the Heavenly Emperor conceal his illness—in every moment I could and could not see, he was bearing and enduring burdens within chains that were being tightened ever more.
I don't think I ever asked him what he wanted; I just watched him lazily busy himself.
When he was injured, I felt sorry for him, but as soon as he recovered, I immediately wanted to tease him, make fun of him, and even push him away forcefully when he came a little closer.
I kept adding all sorts of magical water to the empty basin.
The water was very clear, reflecting my frustration and the lush green bamboo filling the room.
The water in the basins glistens, a testament to the passage of the wind.
There was also the tinkling of the peach-shaped hairpin and the dull sigh of the bell on my wrist striking the table.
I fear I was carried away by the original water, carried into the clouds, and my legs went weak, turning me into a withered, dry water droplet, unable to go anywhere.
I went to find a god, and suddenly realized that I really wanted to play with him a little longer and give him more freedom.
Chen Yi told me to read, but I didn't want to move.
Even when Mu Zhu cleaned the room, he couldn't sweep away me, who was perched on the table, staring blankly at my reflection.
Yuan'e, what's wrong? I want to know too, so I took out my pen and ink.
Later, after who knows how long, I touched the ink stain on the paper and spoke to the silent pot.
"Xie Jinhui, look, it turns out that this goddess is just as good at painting as you."
I submerged Xie Jinhui's portrait in a basin, letting it float and sink within it, yet never disappear.
Afterwards, I put on several peach-shaped hairpins and went to the courtyard, where I swung on the swings for an entire afternoon.
I'm thinking, I've never waited for anyone before, and I don't know how to wait, so I might as well stop waiting.
Touching his chest felt like it was being torn apart by something he longed for.
I thought to myself: I'd better find a mountain and slowly turn into jade.
Xie Jinhui.
I won't wait for you, I'll stay with you.
...
When I asked my master if I could go to the sacred place of cultivation that he had already tailored for me, so that I could focus on my cultivation.
My master asked me the first question.
"Little Stone, aren't you afraid that the Ancestor is tricking you and forcing you to take it to heart?"
I stared at the highest peak of the mountain range, the place I was about to climb.
“Master, Yuanhe isn’t afraid, she just wants to be sure…”
What I really want to know is whether Xie Jinhui would willingly become the Heavenly Emperor? If he does become the Heavenly Emperor.
I think I first need to be qualified.
My master's shrewd eyes lit up, and he looked me over with delight.
"My little stone has finally come to its senses! You've fallen for Little Xie the God and are determined to marry him?"
“No,” I shook my head and said without hesitation, “Yuan’e doesn’t know what love is yet, and her cultivation is not for becoming an empress.”
Yuan'e simply thought that if he ever needed her, she must be able to stand by his side and protect the Immortal Realm just like him.
As soon as I finished speaking, my master's eyes reddened, and he hugged me tightly, patting me repeatedly.
"He's grown up, he's grown up. Don't worry, Yuan'e, I'll go and find out for you when Little Xie Shenjun will be able to return."
"No need, Master. Didn't you say that when cultivating, one should not recite, think, or ask questions...?"
I have made up my mind, and my eyes are shining as I stare at my mountain of cultivation.
Regardless of when Xie Jinhui comes out, I need to go in first and forge myself.
The master smiled gently.
"I've found out, aren't you going to listen?"
I spoke quickly.
"You still have to listen. I didn't say I wouldn't listen."
Hehehe.
I entrusted the Butterfly Dream Bell to my master for safekeeping, and told him that my senior sister had not appeared during this period of time. I instructed my master to keep a close eye on her, as her ascension to immortality and tribulation should not be taken lightly.
He chuckled and agreed, but his expression seemed a bit strange.
It was similar to when he and Mu Heng, the God of Marriage, forcibly brought Xie Jinhui and me together.
The claws in my heart urged me to hurry up the mountain to cultivate, so I didn't say or think any more.
How wonderful! With a mind free of distractions, one can achieve both concentration and wisdom.
Inside the mountain cave, not even the white clouds lingered, and the breeze seemed to avoid the path altogether.
Are there monsters here? Oh, there's me.
When the wind suddenly becomes turbulent, matching my temperament, it comes into the cave, swirls around me a few times, and stuffs me with dust.
I have come to isolate myself from worldly affairs, to seek the transformation of my body into jade, and to learn how to use the Soul Lock with ease.
Instead of just putting on a show, wearing exquisite gauze and sitting in meditation for years, drinking fragrant wine and admiring the scenery.
Therefore, I declined all the kind offers and occasional company from the little fairies.
I want solitude, I want to bear it all alone, I want to be like a cave, with nothing at all.
However, I took to heart the fact that my master confirmed that the letter left to me by the ancestral master was absolutely true.
Therefore, once the mind is settled, there is no other thought.
It was much easier for me to enter a state of complete forgetfulness.
However, even when I am in a meditative state, I sometimes fall into the illusions created by my inner demons.
There, I will see Xie Jinhui, dressed in the robes of the Heavenly Emperor, sitting on the Purple Extreme Palace, looking at me with eyes as indifferent and emotionless as those of the Holy Emperor Sheng.
I never imagined that scene would become the deepest fear that I would have to face and overcome frequently in my spiritual practice.
Sigh, Xie Jinhui, you're such a persistent nuisance.
Despite the following, I will definitely make myself capable of protecting you.
Then, I'll strangle you with my own hands...
Hehe. I'm overthinking about you again.
Jade-like energy surges from the heart, cleansing the body like a clear stream flowing through it.
When I looked inward, I saw 365 soul locks surrounding a piece of jade in my sea of consciousness.
The jade was sometimes a clear blue, sometimes pure white, and on its lustrous surface I saw what seemed to be Xie Jinhui's image.
As I focused my mind and continued to delve deeper into my sea of consciousness, I discovered that the soul locks were becoming wary of me, and they slowly coalesced.
On the jade, an image that looked very much like Xie Jinhui gradually flowed across the stone surface like water.
It leaves behind a bit of ice and a spark of fire, then vanishes without a trace.
When I tried to get closer, the Soul Chains stretched out in a line, bouncing me back.
Why is it that the soul lock, which is protecting the jade in my sea of consciousness, resists me?
Does the Soul Chain not wish to be used by me?
Or something else!
In actual practice, the Soul Lock's attitude towards me can be divided into two categories.
As long as I summon it outwards and use it, the Soul Chains will be in accordance with my will, allowing me to freely change their shape.
Once I delve into the jade, I am blocked by the Soul Lock.
Therefore, I had an idea: if the soul lock breaks, dissipates, and no longer stops me, who will I be, and who will be me?
As I was thinking about it, I burst out laughing.
What's there to think about? If the Soul Chains are gone, I'll just vanish into thin air.
Where am I now?
Since I can't see through it, I won't force it.
Anyway, over the years, the jadeification has spread throughout my body, and I have mastered the method of using the Soul Lock to protect external things.
Deluding oneself to gain more will only lead one astray; it is better to remain steadfast in one's position and not regress.
But as I kept watching, a thought began to form in my mind.
How long have I been sitting in this stone cave? Why have the vines at the cave entrance become spirits, providing me with shade and rolling up the curtains every day...?
I'm not worried about Xie Jinhui getting out first and being free to show off everywhere.
Because he said that whenever he thinks of me, he can sense where I am.
Therefore, I was not afraid to stay in the cave until the end of time, always believing that if Xie Jinhui really came out, he would definitely come and wake me up.
Unfortunately, I cannot fathom the workings of heaven and earth, nor can I foresee when a sudden catastrophe will erupt.
...
Just as I was focused on my cultivation, the mountain beneath me suddenly trembled violently, and I opened my eyes.
Is the celestial realm experiencing an earthquake?
I quickly assessed the condition of the fourteenth string and found it to be intact.
Could it be that something is wrong in the lower realm?
The power of the collapse of the lower realm could reach the Fourteen Strings of the Immortal Realm, so it could only have come from the Void Realm Mountain.
Just as I was speculating, I heard the Ten Directions Bell in front of the Purple Extreme Hall ringing out, but it wasn't the sound of summoning the immortals.
Instead, it was a divine decree ordering all immortals to immediately descend to the mortal realm to save all living beings.
It sounds like the order came from the Discipline Hall, and the Holy Emperor Sheng Sheng should not have emerged from seclusion yet.
The vines at the cave entrance trembled, reluctantly opening the sunlit cave entrance, as if they knew I would definitely leave.
I took lighter steps and walked to the vines, where I set up a protective shield.
After all, it is a blessing to be born in a peaceful and prosperous era. Even if one encounters chaos in childhood, one should still give them hope.
The vines gently wrapped around my ankles as a gesture of gratitude and farewell.
As soon as I peeked out, I saw that the main deities, palace servants, fairies, and other immortals from all fourteen places in the sky were riding the clouds and rushing down to the mortal realm.
Their hands, waists, backs, or Qiankun bags were filled with celestial treasures that could save lives and quell chaos.
Purifying Vase, Returning Border Brush, Stabilizing River Grass, Mountain-Holding Sword, Wind and Cloud Destiny Bell, Renewal Banner of All Things...
In an instant, waves of immortals swept by like a whirlwind, their eyes filled with compassion and their divine nature urgent, all disregarding everything as they flew downwards.
I hurriedly returned to the Mountain Garden, where I saw Mu Zhu carrying a bucket, Chen Yi holding ten brooms, and the garden full of flowers and plants holding their own leaves and flowers. All those that could transform were going to save the lower realm.
A little fairy carrying a basin saw me and hurriedly informed me.
"Goddess Yuan'e, the Void Realm Mountain has leaked, and the mortal realm is in grave danger!"
What! An unease stirred within my dulled heart, pulling me back from the lingering confusion to a clear reality.
The Void Realm Mountain has leaked, which means that the lower realm's mountains and rivers have shattered, and stars have fallen...
After Xiaoxian finished speaking, she followed a group of people, some carrying cloth, some carrying needles, and even some carrying watering cans and iron hammers, all sorts of tools and strange figures, all running down to the mortal world.
Just then, I heard the Twelve Fairies of True Beauty hurrying by from somewhere on the clouds, and they couldn't help but shout a series of words when they saw me.
"Master's wife..."
My heart...
They were like my children; they all risked their lives to save the world.
My nose tingled, and I flicked my sleeve to summon the clouds.
But then they heard their master's voice coming from Qingning Pavilion.
"Yuan'e, I command you to remain in the Immortal Realm."
I saw my master surrounded by a circle of magical treasures, his solemn appearance appearing in the sky above Qingning Pavilion.
“Master, the Void Realm Mountain is leaking, and I want to do my part,” I said. “But Master, it’s just the Void Realm Mountain that’s leaking; why does it require all the immortals in the Immortal Realm to save it?”
The master sighed and, with a wave of his hand, set up a barrier for the immortal realm.
“All the illusory realms have leaked,” the master said. “All the lower realms, all the worlds, none have been spared.”
"Yuan'e, there will inevitably be worlds that cannot be saved this time and will perish. You staying in the Immortal Realm is just in case."
All the virtual mountains have leaked!
This calamity is too great.
I immediately descended from the clouds, realizing my master's intention in having me remain in the celestial realm.
I bowed deeply, respectfully bidding farewell to my master, wishing him a safe return.
The master smiled slightly, leaving behind only a phantom that dissipated along with the sound.
“Yuan’e, the Heavenly Emperor cannot leave the seclusion yet. If there are any abnormalities, you can make your own decisions.”
ah?
Is this handing over the entire Immortal Realm to me?
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