Today's weather is sunny
Jane really had a very long dream.
The dream was still dark, but he had a deeper impression, as if his whole soul was floating. He wandered alone in the darkness of Wanmie Mountain, stepped on every inch of land, and saw the shadows left by every dark cloud as it passed.
Slowly.
He can hear many sounds in this world, lively, lonely, joyful, and sad.
The vicissitudes of the world seemed to pass by him suddenly like a flash of lightning. He didn't want to be trapped in this small place. He wanted to break free from the darkness and peel off the dark clouds and night sky.
Invisible hands pulled him.
Get out, get out, leave, get out of here.
Endless noise and darkness pulled at him, pain and suffering emerged before his eyes, and in the bottomless abyss, he clearly heard a question: "Is this world really so desirable?"
Jian Zhen looked back.
The figure that he could not see clearly in his dream gradually became clearer.
The figure of the master stood there, and he had restored his youthful appearance, as if he was standing in time, or even at the end of reincarnation. He smiled at Jian Zhen and said, "The disputes in the world never stop, and the troubles in the world will never stop. Once you enter the world, even gods cannot break free. All of this may make you suffer. Even so, do you still want to do this?"
Jian Zhen asked: "Have you ever regretted what you have done?"
The master said: "I will not regret it."
Jian Zhen couldn't see his expression clearly, but he could clearly feel it. He smiled and said, "Then I won't regret it."
Faintly, Jane Zhen seemed to hear a sigh.
Then
In the darkness, the figure of the master slowly disappeared, and tens of millions of years seemed to pass by the two of them. Jian Zhen stood in the middle of it, as if he could clearly see everything. The cause and effect of the six realms, the gears of fate surrounded him like a piece of soft sand, and when it slipped through his fingertips, it left only a gentle touch like flowing water, which lasted for a long time.
Just as the future of the three realms never stops, the past can never be retained.
Jane Zhen slowly raised her head.
The darkness of the whole world seemed to slowly brighten when he was brave enough to observe it. The sky was filled with the flowing light of time. The wind blew through his robe. Jian Zhen opened his hands and passed through the barrier of darkness.
The sun shines down from the sky.
The scent of green grass after the rain wafted all around.
The bright sunshine was a little warm and dazzling. Jane Zhen gently opened her eyes and saw the bright and blue sky. She couldn't remember how long it had been since she had seen such weather.
Sunlight?
Jian Zhen suddenly sat up from where he was and looked around. What he saw was green lawns and small hills with sprouts. Is this... Wanmie Mountain?
But he remembered that there was no grass growing on Wanmie Mountain.
Jian Zhen stood up staggeringly, and saw people lying scattered on the grass not far away. There were disciples of the immortals, disciples of the monsters, and even some disciples of the demons. Before he could take a closer look, he saw a man in black lying on the hillside closest to him. Even if he didn't see his face, he would definitely not mistake his familiar figure.
Jian Zhen stepped forward and walked on the road. His legs were a little weak and he staggered and faltered.
When he was about to approach Ye Jisheng, the person lying on the ground responded as if with telepathy, and Ye Jisheng slowly opened his eyes.
Just when Jian Zhen's legs were completely weakened and he was about to fall, he was caught in someone's arms. Because of the force, Ye Jisheng and he rolled on the lawn and lay on the lawn together.
The wind and rain faded away, and the sky was clear.
Jian Zhen said: "Has the heavenly tribulation passed?"
Ye Jisheng responded.
This natural disaster that should have been unstoppable was actually resisted by everyone's combined efforts.
All was silent.
Jian Zhen looked at the blue sky, he sat up, and looked at the people not far away who were slowly waking up from coma. Most of them had a feeling of escaping death and coming back alive from the brink of life and death. He looked at the endless lawn. There was no longer the tragic feeling of yesterday when the catastrophe came, as if the mountains were about to collapse and the earth was about to split. The mountain breeze blew over, dispersing the thousands of dark clouds that covered the Wanmie Mountain.
Jian Zhen looked up at the sky, gently stretched out her hand to catch the sunshine, and smiled softly: "From now on, it will be good weather."
A few months later.
The Demon Lord’s successful tribulation was a great joy to the demon clan.
The demon clan celebrated for several months, and because the immortal clan and the demon clan all came to help the demon god overcome his tribulation, the relationship between the clans has been eased and their exchanges have become closer.
With the arrival of spring, everything in Demon Mountain is renewed.
The Demon God’s wedding banquet invited people from the three realms and four tribes. The Demon Realm Mountain and the Demon Clan City were decorated with colorful flags, and there was a festive atmosphere everywhere.
After Jian Zhen finished her worship, she wore a black and gold dress and took her child, who was now able to run all over the mountain, to play in the back hills. Since Xiaohong learned to walk, except for the fact that her power was sealed and she could not fly up to the sky, she could jump everywhere. Yan Ji and others followed her and ran all over the hills.
Fu Changhuan's figure appeared beside him.
Jian Zhen stood up and said, "Why isn't the Immortal Venerable sitting in front with them?"
Fu Changhuan said, "I don't like places like that. Let's get some fresh air out."
Jian Zhen was wearing a black and gold dress, looking particularly noble. He smiled gently and said, "Many disciples were injured in Wanmie Mountain. Are they doing better?"
Fu Changhuan's cold eyes and eyebrows became much gentler: "They are fine."
Jian Zhen breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, thanks to you, the demons can survive this disaster."
Fu Changhuan lowered his eyes to look at him and said, "The heavenly tribulation that day was not something we could stop. The last force that swallowed the heavenly tribulation did not come from us."
Jian Zhen raised his head and said, "Who do you think it came from?"
Fu Changhuan said: "It comes from Wanmie Mountain itself."
Jian Zhen seemed to be thinking: "No wonder Wanmie Mountain has plants growing on it. Brother, do you mean that Wanmie Mountain has protected all of us?"
"Yeah." Fu Changhuan glanced at him and said, "Of course, this is just my guess."
Jian Zhen said: "No matter what the reason is, at least everyone survived, Immortal Venerable... I feel that the aura of your whole body seems to be different from before?"
Fu Changhuan said: "I have been stagnant in the Spiritual Transformation Stage for tens of millions of years. Not long ago, not long after the incident at the Wanmie Mountain, I finally broke through the last realm."
Jian Zhen was pleasantly surprised and said, "Then, doesn't that mean that you, Immortal Venerable, are now a god?"
Fu Changhuan saw the genuine joy in his eyes and nodded gently, "Well, you can say that."
"When did you survive your tribulation?" Jian Zhen said in annoyance, "I don't even know."
Fu Changhuan looked at him with eyes that were deep and bottomless. He said slowly, "In this world, the tribulations that a person who has attained the state of transformation must go through are different. The tribulation of thunder is just one of them. My tribulations are also different."
Jian Zhen was curious: "What is the Immortal Venerable's calamity?"
Fu Changhuan looked at Jian Zhen. His cold eyes were no longer as cold as ice, but were frank and gentle. He said, "If there is a chance in the future, I will tell you."
Jian Zhen smiled and said, "Okay! Then I'll wait for the Immortal Venerable."
Seeing his brows relax, Fu Changhuan also curled his lips and said, "Don't call me Immortal Venerable in the future. If you want, you can still call me Senior Brother."
Jian Zhen blinked and said, "Then Lingshan is considered my mother's home."
Fu Changhuan smiled: "Of course, you can go back anytime you want. If Ye Jisheng treats you badly in the future, I will take care of it for you."
As soon as the words fell.
A breeze came from not far away, and someone's voice slowly fell over and said, "Then I'm afraid you don't have this opportunity."
Fu Changhuan and Jian Zhen looked back together.
Ye Jisheng was wearing a black and gold wedding suit, which made him look tall, handsome and strong. His eyebrows were slightly raised on his handsome face: "I was wondering why I didn't see you. So you came here to gossip with my wife?"
Fu Changhuan had nothing to say to him, so he stood up and said slowly, "If there is no such opportunity, it would be the best. I still have things to do, so I won't stay for long."
Jian Zhen didn't know whether to laugh or cry as he watched the Immortal Venerable leaving.
Ye Jisheng came over and put another coat on Jian Zhen and said, "You were so busy talking to him that you even forgot to put on more clothes?"
Jian Zhen let him put more clothes on her, and said, "We didn't talk about anything else, but the Immortal Venerable mentioned the matter of Wanmie Mountain, saying that the last thunder tribulation was actually resisted by Wanmie Mountain for us. He said that Wanmie Mountain might be spiritual."
Ye Jisheng nodded and said, "Yeah."
Jian Zhen hesitated for a moment, tapped his hand slightly on the table, looked up at him and said, "Do you believe it?"
Ye Jisheng sat down beside him and said, "Why is it impossible?"
Jane really smiled gently.
Looking at the child running and catching birds all over the mountain not far away, his gaze became more profound. He was silent for a long time before saying, "Actually, during the time when I was unconscious in Wanjie Mountain, I remembered a lot of things."
Ye Jisheng glanced at him sideways.
"In fact, I shouldn't be a seed that grew on Wanmie Mountain." Jian Zhen looked at Ye Jisheng. He hesitated and said, "I..."
Ye Jisheng said slowly: "You are Wanmieshan."
Jian Zhen was surprised and asked, "How do you know?"
Ye Jisheng sneered a few times, holding the teapot with his bony hands, and said, "How could the soul of an ordinary grass withstand the flow of time and stay for so long tens of millions of years ago?"
Jian Zhen said weakly: "I haven't thought about it that much."
Ye Jisheng raised his eyes to look at him without saying a word, but Jian Zhen seemed to see in that look that he was being called stupid.
Jian Zhen was so angry that she said, "In the end, I was the one who saved your life!"
Ye Jisheng curled his lips and said, "Well, I want to thank you."
Seeing his smile, Jian Zhen felt inexplicably flushed. He snatched the tea that Ye Jisheng had poured and took a sip before saying, "I remembered a lot during the time I was unconscious, and I even saw the residual soul of my master."
Ye Jisheng said: "Master's soul fell in Wanmie Mountain, so it is normal for you to see him."
Jian Zhen nodded gently, he looked at Ye Jisheng and said: "I remember what happened to me. A long time ago, when I was conscious, I stayed in Wanmie Mountain. I didn't know what I was at first, but later I found that I could run all over the mountain for no apparent reason and could hear many sounds in the world. Then I realized that I might be the spirit of that mountain."
People in the world call such spirits mountain gods.
"In fact, I don't know how long it has been since I regained consciousness. It was quite interesting at first, but there were no living creatures on Wanmie Mountain, and I felt lonely every day." Jian Zhen said, "Until one day, a god fell on Wanmie Mountain. He broke the barrier in the mountain and talked to me."
Ye Jisheng asked: "Master?"
Jian Zhen nodded: "Well, after the master knew that I was the mountain god of Wanmie Mountain, he made a deal with me."
Ye Jisheng said: "He will find a way for you to reshape your body and leave Wanmie Mountain."
Jian Zhen: "How do you know everything?"
Ye Jisheng said slowly: "I guessed it."
Jian Zhen was so frustrated that he could only honestly admit, "Well, it's just that the master said at the time that he hoped I could help him seal half of your magic power, and he would give me all his power and use all his spirit as the God of Nature to help me shape my body."
The laws of nature do not allow Wanmie Mountain to have any living beings.
However, the soul of a god can ignore the six realms of cause and effect.
Ye Jisheng asked: "You agreed?"
Jian Zhen said: "I didn't know you at all at that time, let alone who the Demon God was, so how could I agree? But Master said that destiny will bring the right person to me."
So he waited and waited in the mountains.
The dead silent Wanmie Mountain waited for the God-killing Array and the Soul-calling Method. Ye Jisheng stripped away his divine nature while he was transcending the tribulation, and countless magical powers continuously flowed into Wanmie Mountain.
Millions of years later.
A tiny seed grew on the Wanmie Mountain, where no living creatures existed.
Jian Zhen said: "I don't have any memories of Wanmie Mountain. Those past events must have been sealed when I entered the world. I only remembered them after I returned to Wanmie Mountain after overcoming the tribulation this time."
Ye Jisheng said: "So the Wanmie Mountain is restless because there is no mountain god."
Wanmie Mountain, which had never been restless for tens of millions of years, has been experiencing frequent unusual movements since the seeds left.
Jian Zhen smiled gently and said, "Now that I have recovered my memory, everything should be fine. Wanmie Mountain will no longer be restless, and Hong Yue Ye will not appear again."
After going around in circles and looking back, everything seems to be a disaster. There is no escape or avoidance. Everything has its destiny.
There have been sorrows and there have been difficulties.
But fortunately, all the difficult roads and the clouds that could not be cleared away finally dissipated.
“Daddy!!”
The childish voice of a little baby came from a distance.
Jian Zhen looked up and saw her little kid staggering towards her, holding a few mushrooms he had just picked. There were some poisonous mushrooms mixed in with the mushrooms. He ran over with sweat all over his head and bumped into Jian Zhen's arms. He raised his eyes and patted Jian Zhen with his excited little hands, saying in a baby voice, "Eat."
Jian Zhen took it doubtfully and said, "For me?"
The little kid was stunned, pointed at himself, then pointed at Jian Zhen, and then pointed at Ye Jisheng, making a confident gesture.
Jian Zhen didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "We ate together?"
The little doll nodded.
Jian Zhen smiled and looked at Ye Jisheng and said, "Can this mushroom really be eaten?"
"Yes." Ye Jisheng said calmly, "At most he will sleep for five or six days after eating."
Jian Zhen: “…”
Yan Ji chased after him and said, "Your Highness, you can't eat this. I'll take you to pick some more!"
I saw the cub being coaxed away.
Jian Zhen smiled and said, "It seems that Xiaohong will be a little foodie in the future."
Ye Jisheng sneered and said, "When he grows up a little, send him to the High Priest Academy and let him start learning how to govern the clan."
Jian Zhen was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Are you going to pass the position to him so soon?"
"What else?" Ye Jisheng's handsome eyes were lazy and confident. He said, "I have been forced to stay in this position for 10 million years. Now it's time for that kid to suffer."
Jian Zhen smiled and said, "What do you want to do after you abdicate?"
Ye Jisheng raised his eyes to look at him and said, "I'll take you to travel around the mountains and rivers."
Jane was really stunned.
Trapped in Wanmie Mountain for thousands of years, looking at the dim and dark sky, he wanted to be free and to see the world. He thought about this for countless years. Later, his wish had always been freedom, but things did not go as he wished, and he had to wander around all the time.
Now, the dark clouds that have lingered on Wanmie Mountain for years have finally been dispelled.
Ye Jisheng finished his tea, stood up and looked at the blue sky. He walked towards the cub not far away and said lazily, "The weather is nice today."
Jian Zhen watched him grab the child who was about to fall, smiled, stood halfway up the mountain, felt the breeze, looked at the bright sunshine, and said softly, "Yes, it's a good day."
After that, the weather will be clear.
The story ends here, or it can be said that Xiaocao and his friends have a new future and chapter. That is the story left for them!
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Title:
"After the Horrible Ghosts Hear Your Thoughts"
Copywriter:
By accident, Jian Fan became the anchor of an infinite thrilling survival game. Among all the awakened superpowers of the top anchors, the survival superpower he drew was gossip.
Audience: "Hahaha what kind of crappy ability is this, wait for death, anchor!"
It is said that the vengeful spirit Sadako kills without blood. When the female ghost resents everyone for the tragic death of her lover and is about to start killing, and it seems that all the contestants are about to be wiped out:
The gossip skill takes effect in the mind: [S-level vengeful spirit Sadako, her lover is not dead, he eloped with someone behind her back! ]
Jian Fan: “?”
Sadako is about to kill someone:?
The audience in the live broadcast room who ate the melon:! ?
Another survival copy begins, and the contestants enter a dangerous castle. Jane Zhen is threatened by the Duke and Duchess and is about to die.
Gossip skills:
[The S-rank goblin duke is having an affair with his maid behind his wife's back! ]
The Duke and Duchess looked at each other, and a tense situation was about to break out.
Live audience: "Is this the Shura field I can watch without paying?"
Gossip skills:
[Latest news! The maid is actually a cross-dresser! ]
Jian Fan: “…”
What kind of PLAY are you guys in the ghost circle playing?
Audience in the live broadcast room: "Hahahaha! So anxious, melon seeds, fruits, and peanuts are all ready, so who does the maid like?"
A large-scale thrilling survival game unfolds, and an ordinary human anchor becomes popular. While others kill monsters, Jian Fan eats melons; others are exhausted from killing monsters, while Jian Fan talks about family matters and the audience is busy eating melons and having a great time.
Jian Fan relied on the Bagua skill to escape from dangerous dungeons several times, until one time when he was on the verge of life and death, the skill was activated:
Gossip skills:
[Have you heard? The dangerous BOSS Ghost King is in love with an ordinary human contestant! 】
Jian Fan:?
The evil ghost that was rushing over stopped in surprise and stopped killing the man. He turned around and whispered to his companions:
[The king is actually in love... with this person? ]
[Yes, I heard that the child was born. As expected of the Ghost King, he gave birth to both a son and a daughter and a free one.]
Jian Fan's pupils trembled: Wait! Stop spreading rumors! Who has a child?!
After the evil spirits dispersed, Jian Fan couldn't help but ask the man next to him: "The two of us, three children?"
The man's dark eyes glowed red. I thought I would hear a negative answer, but he said -
“It’s not impossible.”
Jian Fan: “…”
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