Long Xun was always silent. Even though he understood the reason why Crown Prince Changqin had fallen to this state, he did not show any special care for Crown Prince Changqin. He still purified the evil energy on time.
Prince Changqin was also at ease. When the mood struck him, he might invite Longxun to play a game of chess, or he might play music, or he might exchange a few words with the illusion Qianyu to reminisce about the past.
Being bound to a sword and unable to escape didn't seem to be a big deal to him.
Over time, Long Xun couldn't help but feel a sense of wonder. He thought that such a person, so upright and serene, who did not lose his true self with the passage of time, was the real immortal.
No matter how much malevolent energy there is, it will eventually dissipate as Prince Changqin awakens and he and Long Xun work together day and night to wear it down.
Two hundred years later, the last trace of malevolent energy dissipated, and the murderous sword was instead filled with celestial energy, becoming a celestial sword. After that, Long Xun did not bid farewell to Prince Changqin, nor did he enter the sword again the next day.
Prince Changqin merely expressed his regret.
He took everyone's comings and goings lightly. His music was always like the sound of heaven and earth, its ever-changing nature stirring the heart, yet devoid of human emotions. He pitied the suffering and separation of all living beings, but because he was a high and mighty immortal, he did not understand the true meaning of life.
Without getting involved, one cannot understand what emotion is. And without understanding emotion, one will not experience resentment, hatred, anger, hurt, reluctance, or separation from loved ones.
The only things that concerned him were his good friend Qianyu and the grand promise Shuihui had made back then.
Later, Long Xun woke up several more times.
Once, demonic energy came from the heavens. When Long Xun awoke, he solidified his spiritual power clone and found that he was no different from an ordinary person within the Buzhou Mountain area. He could also leave Buzhou Mountain, but he would be surrounded by silver immortal light, and dragon horns, dragon tail, and white hair would appear on their own, turning him into a dragon-human.
After several attempts, Long Xun flew into the heavens, but had to temporarily stop and return due to insufficient spiritual energy there. After many trials, Long Xun was able to use the Merit Pearl to suppress the loss of spiritual energy and freely search the heavens, but he did not know how long it took.
Above the clouds near the moonlight, a colossal tree was discovered, its roots enveloping a solitary city, floating in the air. From afar, the city appeared magnificent and imposing, but up close, it was desolate and silent, like a terminally ill patient awaiting death, lifeless and devoid of vitality.
There is a barrier outside the isolated city that filters out the turbid air and leaves behind the pure air. However, the barrier is no longer very strong, and the turbid air that seeps in is slowly increasing.
Living in a place with pure air for a long time, even a chance encounter with impure air can cause all kinds of illnesses. Now that the barrier is thinning, I'm afraid the number of people dying from illness in the city who can't withstand the impure air is increasing day by day.
Moreover, that wisp of demonic energy entered the city through the barrier.
At this moment, Long Xun was an avatar formed from the omnipresent spiritual power. With a slight dispersion, it merged into the barrier, and when it condensed again, it had already entered the city.
His entire body shimmered with silver light, his radiance dazzling in the night. The city's residents were in an uproar, filled with both curiosity and a touch of worry.
As Long Xun entered the city, he looked up and saw a lush, verdant tree with a canopy reaching the sky, and a huge stone statue in the center of the city.
—It looks very familiar.
—It seems to be Shennong?
—Was it really Shennong?
—Back when he reached the top of the sky, Long Xun could see the movements of the gods with a single glance. It seems that this city was built by Shennong to guide Nuwa and other gods in refining the stones to mend the sky? It also seems that some powerful humans participated at the time and ended up staying here?
...It's his son's fault again.
The malevolent energy in the human realm can be replenished by the ceaseless replenishment of the earth's veins without any impact, but the turbid energy is unavoidable; all living beings, after existing for a long time, will accumulate turbid energy. Now that Mount Buzhou, which connects heaven and earth, is broken, even if the earth's veins are unblocked and malevolent energy is not generated, the turbid energy will not disappear.
In addition to reaching the heavens, Mount Buzhou also had the function of transforming the pure energy of the heavens into the impure energy of the earth. After Mount Buzhou was lost, except for some places where the light of heaven shone and the pure energy was abundant, the rest of the place was like a barrier, and those gods who were too powerful could not descend.
Once you come down, you still have to worry about being contaminated by the turbid air, which could either cost you your life or prevent you from returning to the heavenly realm.
Long Xun's figure flickered, and he had already arrived beneath the Jumu tree. This Jumu tree, which contained the aura of Shennong's divine blood, was actually gradually emitting a demonic aura from its outer layer...
A dark, misty shadow silently drifted down from the log to the ground, lying flat like a shadow, slowly wriggling, trying to leave.
However, before the shadow could crawl a few steps, it suddenly found itself in excruciating pain. A handsome man with a silver aura, dragon horns and tail, white hair and silver eyes, stood in front of it with a cold face. The silver light was so intense it could blind him. Even before getting close, it was rapidly burning away the demonic energy in his body, almost killing him.
Li Ying suddenly sprang up, using all his strength, intending to escape as quickly as possible, but he didn't expect that the powerful and terrifying being behind him would reach out and grab him.
That's right, he reached out and grabbed it. Long Xun's hand was still the same size, but at the same time he made the grabbing motion, Li Ying's body, which was the same size as a human, shrank rapidly, becoming about the size of a sparrow. It struggled endlessly in Long Xun's hand, looking quite ridiculous.
When Shen Ye arrived, this was the scene he saw: the man, who looked like a god in the sky, was holding the Heart Demon Li Ying, which was causing headaches for the entire Liuyue City, in his hand like a chicken. His face was indifferent and calm. The silver light emanating from his body actually melted away the turbid air in the center of Liuyue City.
Shen Ye's expression shifted, and he suddenly instructed the priest who had come with him, "Go and move the sick people in the city here."
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