When the electronic screen lit up again, a white electronic voice said, "Congratulations, host. The main control room has approved your plan."
"You agree too?" After agreeing like that, Fan Zhiyi actually felt a little guilty.
Having partnered with Fan Zhiyi for so many years, Bai Bai knew what Fan Zhiyi was thinking, and for the first time ever, he actually comforted him: "Don't worry, host. When the ghost energy in the Ghost Gate dissipates to the point where the gate valve is no longer needed, I can leave and do other tasks. I just need to come back regularly to check on you. This is also the shared mission of the host and I."
After saying this, Bai Bai sighed, "The world of cultivating immortals is full of troubles. They often drag the system down with them."
"Oh, come to think of it, you're such a good person. We've been partners for so long, yet you never tell me anything." Fan Zhiyi blamed him, "And you've been trying to trick me everywhere."
“…”
"How long is left until an hour and a half in that world?"
"Half an hour."
Fine, then he'd go back a few minutes later. He still had some things he didn't understand: "Bai Bai, why did Bing Nandong come to the real world in the first place?"
"The original book gave Bing Nandong too much energy. As a result, after reaching the end of the book and destroying the world for the first time, Bing Nandong accidentally broke through the world barrier and his soul fell into the host's world." Bai Bai explained patiently, "Also, I guess the host is also curious about why he lost his memory. This is the result of the conflict between the male protagonist's power, the host's will, and the system's claims."
"What the hell?" He couldn't understand again.
"The protagonist's spiritual power is so powerful that it can influence the world. Even the system residing within the host's body will occasionally be affected, causing signal blockage and loss of communication with the host. Against this backdrop, the protagonist wishes the host could return to his youth, and the host also shares this desire. However, in order to maintain the order of the original world, the system will not allow this to happen. Therefore, under the confrontation between the three forces, the host travels back in time to the wrong point and meets the protagonist in his youth, but has lost his memory."
Fan Zhiyi nodded: "I see." Then he didn't have any more questions. "Let's go."
"The host's body in this world has been confirmed dead and cannot return."
Fan Zhiyi's eyes turned cold: "If I don't go back, are you sure Bing Nandong will listen to you?"
"So the system has submitted a plan to the main control with a request for the host to return. Please wait."
“…”
"Baibai, you've changed." Fan Zhiyi said, "But thank you."
"...Host, I still don't understand."
Fan Zhiyi looked up and tapped its electronic screen: "Actually, you already understand a lot more than the system here."
***
Bing Nandong, Jin Wu, and Zhuang Yujing were still waiting at the Ghost Gate, but everyone looked unhappy. Bing Nandong hugged Fan Zhiyi tightly, his eyes fixed on the front, not knowing what he was looking at.
While waiting, Jin Wu watched Bing Nandong practice a technique and finally managed to control the ghost energy.
During this time, Cen Jun finally came over. He had gone through a brutal fight with the evil ghost and finally won. When he saw this scene, he wisely did not ask anything.
Suddenly, a person who looked exactly like Zhuang Yujing appeared in front of him, but his eyes were cold and not like those of a human.
Zhuang Yujing frowned and stood up to block the front: "Zhuang Shan, how did you get in?"
This is the tree spirit that Zhuang Yujing brought back. In the past, whenever Zhuang Yujing went out, it would transform into Zhuang Yujing's appearance and stay in Jiuwanli, pretending that Zhuang Yujing was still there.
The other party's voice was still Zhuang Yujing's, but the way he spoke was like a machine: "I reached an agreement with the host Fan Zhiyi to become a valve."
Zhuang Yujing didn't understand and looked at Jin Wu, the only one who remained calm.
Today I only recited "Amitabha".
When Bing Nandong heard this, his eyes darkened and he immediately stared at Fan Zhiyi, who was lifeless in his arms.
Success, why haven’t you woken up yet?
Is it because we are inside the ghost gate?
Yes, that’s right, that must be it!
Bing Nandong picked him up and ran towards the Ghost Gate. He ran very fast. He remembered the snowy night in Tianyun Gate when he was a teenager, and the darkness before the sunny day in his youth. He always ran so fast and so urgently, but he could never catch up with the other party.
Zhiyi...Fan Zhiyi...
Bing Nandong emerged from the ghost gate. The golden net in the sky was pulled apart, and the cold wind and snow blew on his face, ruffling his messy hair. But he didn't care and looked down at Fan Zhiyi.
Fan Zhiyi's pale face looked calm and his eyes were closed.
Bing Nandong said nothing and carried him forward. The blood that had already coagulated dripped onto the snow due to the large movements, leaving dark red marks.
He An, Xu Qing, and Xiaoman stood at the front. All the cultivators were silent, but they all stood to the sides to make way.
Zhuang Yujing followed for a few steps and then stopped, looking at Bing Nandong's back, and wiped his eyes fiercely with his sleeve.
Zhiyi's body temperature had never been so cold, even colder than countless nights before.
There will never be spring near the snow-capped mountains.
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