The moment Song Chen shouted, he vanished from his spot.
The passersby were all busy with their own things and did not notice that someone had suddenly disappeared, so it did not cause any ripples.
When Song Chen opened his eyes again, he felt another bout of dry heaving.
The familiar voice of the earth's roots reached my ears.
"Song Chen, why did you bring a dead person with you?"
On Earth, there are people with more perseverance, patience, and talent than him. Every field has its outstanding individuals; why don't you look carefully? There's plenty of time.
In the eyes of the Root of the Earth, Zhao Ziyi was an ordinary person, but what they were about to do was a matter of life and death.
He originally thought that Song Chen would need more than ten years to find the best option.
Song Chen wiped his mouth, forcibly suppressing the urge to vomit, and retorted:
"He is also very talented and has passed my screening."
He was lucky enough, hardworking enough, kind enough, and never gave up easily; he was also patient enough.
The root of the earth remained silent for a moment.
Zhulong laughed:
“Tell me your real reason? Many people on Earth possess such excellent qualities; these are not the real reasons you chose him.”
Upon hearing this, Song Chen began to think seriously.
He analyzed his own heart, and after a long while, he answered:
"When the orange light shone on my face, and when his eyes began to look at me, I felt warmth."
I don't want him to die this spring.
If he could change the outcome, he hoped that Zhao Ziyi, who was standing before him, could also survive.
Otherwise, what would be the point of him living his life again?
He had only known Zhao Ziyi for a day; there must be more to their story.
Upon hearing Song Chen's words, the Root of the Earth nodded:
“Very good, then in this plan, to conceal the unknown variables set up by the Heavenly Dao, we will choose it.”
Next, we need to plan how to lay out the layout.
As the Root of the Earth spoke, it simultaneously retracted Zhao Ziyi's fragile soul.
At that time, he will bring Zhao Ziyi's soul back to their world.
Zhulong said with a troubled expression:
"Yes, I discussed with the Root of the Earth for a long time, but we still couldn't figure out how to proceed after our rebirth."
It seemed that every step was a dead end.
Song Chen stood up and personally placed Zhao Ziyi's body into the lava.
As Zhao Ziyi's body disappeared, a plan slowly formed in Song Chen's mind.
He said:
"The ninth incarnation of the Heavenly Dao is Mu Feng. I didn't spend much time with Mu Feng, but I remember every step he took."
Our focus should be on Mu Feng, not the tenth generation.
The reversal of time should begin when Mu Feng was just born…
Song Chen met very few people in his life.
I spent my childhood traveling to seek medical treatment.
When he was ten years old, his parents passed away, and he hid in the mansion, afraid to go out and see anyone.
When he grew up, he was captured by Mu Feng and spent thousands of years in a small secret realm, where all he saw were the corpses of cultivators that Mu Feng had brought in.
Therefore, the moment he thought of being reborn, the Golden Core stage defensive formation that had protected him for eight years appeared in Song Chen's mind.
The cultivator who gave him the array once said that if she had a disciple of similar age, she would arrange a marriage between them.
Song Chen slowly explained his thoughts.
His plan is:
Before Mu Feng's advancement, they forged a path to immortality with overwhelming advantages. The plan included Song Chen, Zhao Ziyi, and the Root of the Earth.
If any one of the three of them successfully ascends to heaven, they will be able to defeat the Heavenly Dao.
This plan received the approval of the Earth Root and the Candle Dragon.
The Root of the Earth laughed:
"Then it's settled! Let's hurry back and rewrite the laws of nature!"
Zhulong responded:
"Alright, let me know when you're ready, and I'll activate the time reversal formation immediately."
Upon hearing this, Song Chen quickly stopped him:
"Please wait a moment, seniors. We still have one crucial step to complete."
Senior Zhulong, I need to write a story for Zhao Ziyi.
Zhao Ziyi is from Earth. After his rebirth, this story can only be implanted into his memory by you.
Song Chen took out a jade slip from his storage bag and held it close to his forehead.
A story was gradually recorded in the jade slip.
The story mainly tells the personal experience of Mu Feng, who did all sorts of bad things but had extremely good luck, and even ascended to immortality in the end.
The stories are all true, because every time Mu Feng killed someone, he would take the body to the Spirit Spring to destroy the evidence, and Song Chen remembered it all.
The only time he lied in the story was in Zhao Ziyi's storyline.
Song Chen, out of personal bias, directly wrote that the two were betrothed as children.
Moreover, in order to allow them to meet as early as possible, Song Chen moved the timeline forward and gave Mu Feng's first lover, Li Wantian, the identity of killing Zhao Ziyi.
If Zhao Ziyi's personality remains unchanged, they will meet immediately upon turning eighteen and fulfill their marriage vows.
After writing the whole story.
Song Chen handed the jade slip to Zhulong.
The Root of the Earth laughed heartily:
"Wait for our news, we're leaving!"
Subsequently, the Root of the Earth, carrying the souls of Song Chen and Zhao Ziyi, returned to its own territory.
I don't know how much time passed.
Song Chen awoke from the Peach Blossom Paradise.
He retched again, feeling dizzy and seeing stars.
After recovering somewhat, Song Chen did some quick calculations and realized that their round trip had taken a whole year.
At this time, the day when Mu Feng was to ascend to immortality was not far off.
Wiping his mouth, Song Chen placed his hand on the spiritual spring again.
He asked:
"Senior, now tell me how to write on the fragments of the Heavenly Dao. I'm about to begin!"
The voice of the root of the earth came, and he said:
"It is impossible to write words on the Heavenly Dao Paper, because the precepts of Heaven and Earth are formed naturally."
However, if it's a fragment of the Heavenly Dao, any eighth-tier or higher magical artifact pen, dipped in heart's blood, can be used to write on it at will.
Song Chen's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, rose and fell with the words of the Earth Root. He complained:
"At this point, the first sentence can be completely omitted."
I have an eighth-tier talisman brush here, and I also have a heart here. I'll start writing right now!
After saying this, Song Chen walked out of the pit and came to the lawn of Peach Blossom Paradise.
When he abandoned his body, he did not put the corpse into the spiritual spring to destroy it, but buried it underground.
In the Peach Blossom Spring, nothing rots, and his body was still well preserved.
Song Chen dug out the corpse, cleanly and efficiently pulled out his own heart, and returned to the cave he had secretly dug.
Taking out an eighth-order talisman brush, Song Chen dipped it in his own heart's blood and wrote new Heavenly Dao rules on the Heavenly Dao fragments without hesitation.
The crimson blood, staining the fragments of the Heavenly Dao, slowly seeped into them.
One new set of Heavenly Rules after another began to take shape.
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