Chapter 476 Return
The old general’s cultivation is indeed very high.
Although he smoked, drank, danced, was often dragged to be a Taoist partner due to his love debts, and even set up a stall at the foot of Qianfeng Lingshan Mountain to sell consecrated souvenirs and hand-made statues, his cultivation was really high.
He could even instantly perceive the "time dislocation" that theoretically would not leave any trace in the real world, and realized that Yu Sheng had just "gone somewhere else."
"Let me rest for a while," Yu Sheng first glanced at Yuan Hao in surprise, then waved his hand at the concerned looks from the three Ires, "Let's go to the living room, sit down and tell you slowly."
"Oh, should we call back Silly Fox and C-shaped Buckle?" Erin and the others blinked. "Silly Fox comes down the mountain just to eat, eat, eat..."
Yu Sheng shook his head: "No, this is a rare opportunity, let them go shopping."
A moment later, Yu Sheng and Yuan Hao arrived in the living room. Irene and the others randomly picked one and climbed onto the coffee table in front of Yu Sheng. The doll had a small mat on it and was sitting upright on the mat with its legs crossed, looking serious.
Yu Sheng didn't know why this little puppet who usually laughed and joked suddenly became serious, but under the gaze of the other party's scarlet and extremely serious eyes, he really felt a little pressure.
...This pressure may also be related to the temple he saw in the depths of the darkness, and the connections and guesses he couldn't help but make.
"I just fell into the mirror," Yu Sheng said slowly after organizing his words, "and saw another new dimension connected to the mirror..."
He recounted all his experiences in the depths of the black fog, including the phantoms kneeling around the temple, the noises emitted by those phantoms, and the "prayers" that were devout and fanatical, but whose content was more or less weird and contradictory.
——A terrible and merciful omen that is both revered and cursed, both embraced and resisted, and praised.
This sounds a bit like a prayer offered to God, but it also sounds a bit wrong, as if it is mixed with some serious illness.
The little puppet was completely confused, shaking its head on the coffee table for a long time, and suddenly said, "...So they cursed their own gods when they died. No wonder the temple wanted to eat people. It must have cursed the believers in public. Hong Wen was defeated."
Yu Sheng: “…”
This perspective of understanding is very consistent with Irene's usual style, highlighting the idea of understanding but not quite understanding, not being good at thinking but having a good mentality.
Yu Sheng carefully observed Irene's reaction and found that the little doll looked the same as usual. Although she had tried hard to look serious just now, it seemed that she didn't last for more than a few minutes.
Especially when the variety show started on the TV next to it, it was obvious that the computing power of Irene, who was used to chat about business on the coffee table, was suddenly insufficient.
Yu Sheng immediately felt relieved and realized that his worries about this stupid doll were unnecessary.
At least it's redundant for now.
"What you saw is quite different from what I saw deep within the Black Star," Yuan Hao stroked his chin thoughtfully. "Perhaps, as you said, it was some kind of 'history', a representation of what the ruins looked like before they collapsed... But to say it was just an illusion is clearly not the case. That temple could actually trap your mind, and even harbor a faint murderous intent. Only a supremely powerful being could accomplish this."
"There's still one question: why does the mirror lead to that place?" Yu Sheng pondered as he spoke. "The 'beacon' you provided was deduced based on your circumstances when you first landed on the Black Star. Even if it's not entirely accurate, it shouldn't point directly to another dimension, or even another timeline... And the strange situation I encountered when I opened the door in the black fog gave me a feeling..."
Yu Sheng couldn't find the right words to describe it. After a long pause, he finally continued, "...it's as if once you enter that darkness, all the 'parameters' related to time and space are disrupted and reset."
Yuan Hao frowned slightly, then raised his hand and began to deduce: "The other universe?"
Yu Sheng stared intently at the other party's strange hand gestures, feeling that this old man's cultivation was truly unfathomable. "The other side of the universe... did you deduce this?!"
"No, I guessed it."
Yu Sheng: "...then you're just here calculating and scheming!"
"I just can't figure it out, so I can only guess," Yuan Hao spread his hands, "It's not like every deduction will yield a result."
He stood up and took a look, then walked to the refrigerator near the restaurant. He opened the door and looked around as if he was at home: "Do you have anything cool and thirst-quenching? I'm really thirsty..."
Yu Sheng stared at the other person, but before he could say anything, the handsome old man had already taken out a can of Coke, opened it with a "swish", and gulped it down, with a look of enjoyment on his face.
The more Yu Sheng looked at the look, the more familiar it seemed to him. After some recollection, he remembered that this was the state Xuan Che looked in when he was drinking Coke at his place last time.
...So even the hobby of secretly drinking sweet water was taught to the eldest brother by his uncle?
While he was distracted, Yuan Hao had already turned and slowly walked over, burping as he spoke slowly, "In short, my 'beacon' is clearly useful—although it doesn't lead to the exact location I originally recorded, it can at least open the passage in the spiritual mirror... but where it leads depends on luck."
Yu Sheng thought about it, and just as he was about to speak, Irene jumped over from the coffee table. The little doll nimbly climbed onto his shoulders and pulled his hair: "Then you'd better not touch that mirror casually in the near future. You are a person of bad luck. What if I don't pull you out next time?"
Yu Sheng frowned and stared at the little doll in front of him: "...blood disaster?"
Irene stared at him blankly, a glimmer in her scarlet eyes. But after a long moment, she shook her head. "I can't tell. But I just don't think it's plausible."
"...I understand," Yu Sheng breathed a sigh of relief. "No matter what, I will be cautious. I won't touch anything until I understand more about what's 'down there'."
"The 'Dao Beacon' I left behind is already imprinted in that room. I just checked and found that part of it has merged with the mirror. It may be difficult to remove it rashly," Yuan Hao also said. "I will go over and apply a few seals to prevent the Dao Beacon from being disturbed by external forces."
Yu Sheng's mind instantly flashed with the scene of the old general building several brick walls in the room at the end of the second floor. To be honest, when Yuan Hao said the word "seal", he almost asked the other party for cement, but fortunately he swallowed the words back in time.
Then he saw Yuan Hao rummaging through his sleeves and pulling out a square, radiant brick. He carried the brick up to the second floor...
What else can I say? It’s not his fault for imagining things!
…
Deep in the Thousand Peaks Spiritual Mountain, in a pavilion halfway up the mountain on the Beast Control Peak, two figures with immortal looks were sitting at a stone table, facing the mountain breeze and drinking tea.
Both of them had some injuries on their bodies.
Yuan Ling picked up the teacup, took a sip slowly, and his face trembled slightly.
"...Big Brother seems quite angry."
Yuan He didn't say anything, just watched the leaves in the teacup slowly spinning, his face... looking a little fuller than usual.
Our ancestors were right, drinking too much alcohol is indeed harmful to your health.
Seeing that his junior fellow apprentice remained silent for a long time, Yuan Ling picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea. Finally, he said slowly, "Are you still worried about that girl?"
Yuan He's expression finally changed.
He sighed, "It's not that I'm worried... I just received news last night that she had left the Nether Valley. With her great demon cultivation, even if she didn't take the immortal boat, she should be back by now. Nether Valley isn't far away."
"She didn't say she was coming back when she left," Yuan Ling raised an eyebrow. "That's what you thought. Maybe she's traveling around the world? A powerful demon who has achieved the Dao can already establish his own sect in a remote place."
"Where could she possibly go? She's never seen the world," Yuan He shook his head. "...This silly girl, is she spending the night in the wilderness?"
Yuan Ling was at a loss for words: "...She's a snake demon first! What's wrong with her spending the night in the mountains? You've been going crazy these past two days. Drink tea, drink tea. I think you need some energy too."
Yuan He finally sighed again, but just as he was about to pick up the teacup, his movements suddenly paused, and then he looked up somewhere as if he sensed something.
Yuan Ling also raised his head.
A moment later, a dark purple light suddenly flew up from the sea of clouds and landed on the nearby mountain path. A tall figure climbed out of the dark light, accompanied by his signature, nonchalant shout: "Yuan He, you thief! I'm back!"
"Look what I said!" Yuan He jumped up from the stone table, and while boasting to Yuan Ling, he looked up at the snake demon crawling over, "Isn't it back... Hey, head, head, there's an extra head next to it, put it back!"
"Oh, I didn't notice." Snake Princess turned her head to look at the leopard head on her shoulder, casually slapped the extra head back, raised her head and glanced at Yuan He carelessly, "I came back last night, but I saw fireworks being set off in the city below, so I watched for half the night. Then I got tired and found a cool place to sleep. I was only pulled out just now. They said you can't sleep in the moat..."
As she spoke, she climbed into the pavilion and saw some snacks and fruits inside. She leaned over and started to eat them. This immediately made Yuan He beside her feel distressed: "Use your hands! How many times have I told you to use your hands? If you don't practice, you'll never learn it!"
She Ji pretended not to hear, raised her head with a few grapes in her mouth, and then suddenly seemed to have discovered something. She swallowed the grapes and looked at Yuan He in surprise: "Hey, old thief, why is your face swollen?"
Yuan He's originally happy expression suddenly froze, and the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.
"Well, drinking is bad for your health... and your face."
(End of this chapter)
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