His Visit
The next morning, the sky was light and after saying goodbye to Jiang Jingjian and Jiang Weiji, Jiang Jingyuan returned to Princess Changsheng's residence.
Jiang Jingyuan obviously sensed his own resistance and reluctance, but he still swiftly picked up the equally reluctant little red-haired fox, and regardless of the little fox's complaints and cries, teleported it back to the mountain!
"Can't you wait before leaving?!"
The red-haired fox was suddenly pulled out of the quilt. His body was still warm, but he suddenly stood in the wind and snow, looking at the white surroundings, and shed hot tears helplessly.
"Practice well." Jiang Jingyuan looked at it and said unhappily and disapprovingly, "If you don't work hard yourself, just think about it in your heart. Don't say it out loud and influence others' mentality."
She said seriously and firmly, "If you don't work hard now, you'll have to wait until you're seventy or eighty..." Her expression froze for a moment before she continued, "Uh, hundreds of years old? Will you become an immortal?!"
The little fox was silent, with tears in his eyes. He fell weakly to the ground on the snow, his face full of grief.
Jiang Jingyuan walked straight towards the bamboo house. After taking two steps, he suddenly stopped and said to it, "You eat first today. I will take the pills myself."
Sheng Liang was startled, then looked up and said, "Ah, I, I'd better cook something for you..."
"No need." Jiang Jingyuan refused and continued to move forward with firm steps.
Sheng Liang was shocked.
Is she really going to start exerting her strength?! Sheng Liang suddenly felt a strong sense of unease. Then he gritted his teeth and chased after her with a determined look in his eyes. He thought: "What are you eating? Have you become an immortal? Still eating!"
Practice, practice, practice——
Sheng Liang yelled at the girl in front of him, "Wait for me! I want to practice too!"
"Click!" The door was closed.
The man and the fox looked determined as they each went to their own rooms to practice.
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The vast world is silent, the cold wind is blowing, and people with different appearances and clothes are coming in a hurry, quietly and hurriedly, crossing mountains and seas from all directions and countries and even farther away.
In the sky and on the ground, flocks of birds are flying, wild beasts are running, and fish are swimming, as if they have received some silent call and are migrating and gathering together.
“Zheng——”
The ethereal voice echoed layer by layer, and hands, some young and some old, were raised and gently placed down various golden and jade objects on the edge of the huge, almost endless altar.
They slowly straightened up, their eyes seemed complex yet extremely pure, they looked deeply at the boundless altar in front of them, and slowly retreated step by step.
As the wind blows, their robes, some flamboyant and unrestrained, some luxurious and cold, flutter in the wind. Their styles are different, but they all convey the same solemnity and dignity.
Under the boundless sky, the altar is gorgeously carved and stacked layer upon layer. It was overturned and rebuilt three times during the migration of all living things, and finally stood on the ground for a long time like some kind of behemoth.
However, outside the huge gray-white altar and countless golden and jade objects, there is an even larger and boundless crowd of people.
Outside the crowd, birds, animals, and fish were silently gazing towards the altar.
Living beings almost filled the entire mountain and sea land facing the sky. Day and night, without food or drink, they stayed quietly in the same place, gazing with open eyes and practicing with closed eyes.
On the altar, figures stood on the edge. Looking ahead, the huge altar stretched as far as the eye could see.
Bronze bells rang repeatedly. As if responding to some call, they walked slowly and steadily towards the center of the altar.
Walking day and night without stopping.
They gathered and stood in the center of the altar, their eyes cold and they didn't even glance at the people in front of them, familiar or unfamiliar. They tilted their heads slightly and stared straight at the sky.
——Rather than offering sacrifices to heaven, it actually feels more like a question.
Le Tingshui lowered his eyes, gently placed his left hand on the sword at his waist, and clenched his five fingers little by little. The gorgeous golden and white sword trembled slightly, and the sword tassel was as red as blood.
Suddenly, she loosened her grip, raised her head slowly, and said with a cold expression on her face:
"Ask the sky."
The voice was cold, yet sharp.
Like an extreme ice spike.
Ask the heavens why they are so cruel and unkind. Unkindness means showing no favoritism. Cruelty and unkindness mean being filled with utter disgust and hatred.
All around, figures slowly closed their eyes, then slowly opened them again, their eyes cold as they spoke softly and coldly:
"Ask the sky."
Outside the altar, all living beings opened their eyes, cold and filled with resentment. They stared at the center of the altar and said silently, coldly and resentfully:
Ask the sky.
…………
Beyond heaven and earth, among the snowy mountains and forests.
In the bamboo and wooden house with the door closed and locked, Jiang Jingyuan lay flat on the bed with his eyes closed.
Jiang Jingyuan only felt that he had walked into a bright white. He couldn't tell whether he was in a trance or clear-headed. He only felt that he was both completely in a trance and extremely clear-headed.
She walked into the depths of the white light, as if her entire consciousness was dissolving into the white light, into the wind, rain, world, and everything else.
I am no longer myself—not even the thought that I am no longer myself exists.
She could no longer perceive herself, or rather, she didn't even have the thought of perceiving herself or anything else. She just had a feeling of having no thoughts and only instinct.
There is nothing, just a feeling that… I can’t describe it even if I try, “I am everything, and everything is me”—
But it’s still not right. The meaning and feeling are still very different.
"I am everything" means there is an "I" and "everything" exists.
In fact, there is no "I", nor is there a feeling that "I and everything are two different things". It is just "everything", a "everything" that has lost even the meaning of "everything".
It was often at this time that Jiang Jingyuan suddenly woke up and thought: "Where am I? Where did I go? Why am I gone?" "Where is this?!"
It wasn't words, it was this feeling. Once the sense of self emerged, she instantly fell out of this state of unity and became herself again.
Jiang Jingyuan remained motionless, sighing softly. How could she enter this state? She could only practice, practice, and practice again, waiting for fate to come, waiting for this state to embrace her.
In her recollection, this state usually comes first with a hug, and then she takes a step on her own - one step, and she walks into the white light.
To be honest, even she herself, after experiencing it over and over again, can't control it at all.
Jiang Jingyuan frowned in annoyance, unable to enter that state again. He could only recall the feeling just now, then he calmed down and slowly opened his eyes.
The moment she opened her eyes, she suddenly realized something, turned over and sat up, staring forward with alert and sharp eyes.
In the room, which is simple but not shabby, but rather elegant, the tables, chairs and couch are all covered in a layer of bright white haze.
In front of her, in the even more illusory bright white, a familiar ethereal figure was exceptionally clear. He was smiling and looking at her quietly for who knows how long.
Shu Ru!!!
Jiang Jingyuan's pupils shrank.
The face of the figure in front was clear. She had never seen Shu Ru's appearance before, but now she had an inexplicable feeling that this was Shu Ru!
"Don't be nervous." Shu Ru stood in the air and said with a smile, "You have reached your current level, why should you be afraid of me? I can't really hurt you, right?"
Jiang Jingyuan calmed down a bit after hearing this, but he was still nervous and tense.
That being said, the premise for Him not to harm her was that she had to be at peace and stable. If her mind faltered, He could truly harm her, and... quite possibly, it would completely ruin all her efforts.
Jiang Jingyuan thought of this and came back to his senses. He felt the tension in his heart, took a deep breath, and exhaled slowly, allowing himself to calm down and relax.
After a while, Jiang Jingyuan's eyes were dull, and he moved back, leaning lazily against the headboard, tilting his head in a very relaxed manner. He had to work hard to muster up the strength to ask, "What do you want from me?"
Shu Ru still had a smile on her face, as if full of love, and said gently and softly, "I hope you can help..."
"No help." Jiang Jingyuan said lightly.
Shu Ru paused and continued, "Actually..."
"Go away." Jiang Jingyuan refused indifferently.
Shu Ru: “…?” Shu Ru’s uncontrollable smile froze, and she suddenly felt regretful. If she had known this earlier, she would not have reminded her!
Shu Ru took a deep breath imperceptibly, exhaled, and spoke with a smile.
"Go away." Jiang Jingyuan said indifferently, refusing to communicate and directly drove people away.
Shu Ru's smile froze. Beneath her flowing sleeves, she pinched the corner of her sleeve with her right hand. After a while, she thought to herself, since she would definitely go if I asked her to, what did her attitude matter?
Whether she agrees or not doesn't affect Him, but He still kindly reminds her!
The moment I finish speaking, I want to see your shock and agreement... Shu Ru's smile widened, and he spoke confidently, "What I want to talk about is the origin of the 'disaster'..."
He raised his pale golden eyes and saw the girl in front of him looking at him expressionlessly.
Jiang Jingyuan said, "You are so annoying."
Shu Ru's smile faded, and he took a deep breath. After a long pause, his expression twisted, unwilling to give up, and he asked, "Don't you want to know the origin and solution of this 'disaster'?"
Jiang Jingyuan stared at him, then sighed tiredly and said numbly, "If you want to talk, just get to the point. You've said so much but haven't gotten to the point yet. You're not tired of talking, but I'm tired of listening..."
"You're so troublesome." Jiang Jingyuan sighed tiredly again.
Shu Ru: “!!!”
Shu Ru's body trembled faintly, his anger reaching its peak. Suddenly, he was filled with exhaustion. He stopped smiling and said with a numb expression, "'Disaster' is my echo, the echo of the immortals in heaven. It falls to the earth and is filled with the echo of all living beings."
Jiang Jingyuan stopped sighing and looked up.
Seeing that she seemed to be interested, Shu Ru immediately perked up, and a smile gradually appeared on his face again. He curled his lips and slowly opened his mouth...
"Why did it fall to the ground?"
Jiang Jingyuan suddenly said.
She looked calmly at the mysterious figure in front of her, her eyes neither angry nor shocked, and asked, "Why did the 'disaster' fall to the ground?"
Shu Ru was silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed and said without emotion, "I threw it down, the 'Heaven' threw it down, the immortals in heaven threw it down."
He said, "If even at our level we still can't resolve the cause, then how heavy and terrifying it must be. The Celestial Immortals and I will throw it down and wait for it to dissipate on its own over time, or we may be able to resolve it later."
"And 'Heaven'..." Shu Ru looked at her and smiled, "'Heaven' used it to stop you."
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