Peeping into the Sky (Volume 2 Completed)
Hua Simiao ran to a deserted place. The head of Tianlu Pavilion, who was high in the sky a hundred miles away, glanced at her, blew lightly on the freshly brewed tea in his hand, and an invisible force instantly pulled her up.
Hua Simiao walked over to his side and stood behind him, looking around and asked, "Has everyone left?"
The man in light blue sneered but didn't answer.
Hua Simiao: “…”
Hua Simiao ignored him and just said, "Then let's go."
The man sneered again, picked up the teacup and took a sip, with no intention of moving.
You old man, you haven’t aged at all, only your wisdom has… Hua Simiao’s mouth twitched, and she immediately walked around in front of him angrily, and said in a rage: “Isn’t what I said the truth?!”
"What's wrong with living longer? Shouldn't you be proud of living longer? Others can't even live longer! Are you too tired to even listen?"
Hua Simiao was immediately filled with tears and cried, her voice rising: "Look at them yelling at me like I'm a thousand-year-old demon. You're not happy, but I'm even more aggrieved to be smeared!
She whimpered, "I didn't say anything before, how dare you lose your temper with me now!"
As she spoke, she closed her eyes, tilted her head back, and tears as big as beans fell from the corners of her eyes.
Hua Simiao burst into tears: "I, I... I was not happy today. I was just talking to someone... I was already sad, and you gave me a cold shoulder!"
The head of Tianlu Pavilion held the teacup, his mouth gradually opened wider and wider, looking at her in shock and dullness.
Hua Simiao cried breathlessly, "You just dislike me, a burden, and find so many excuses to find fault with me. I don't want you to chase me away, I'll leave on my own!"
Hua Simiao wiped her tears and turned to leave. "I'm just in a bad mood today. What's wrong with saying a few words? I was wrong. I'm leaving now. I won't bother you anymore! You'll feel better now that I'm no longer a burden."
No, I haven’t said anything yet... The head of Tianlu Pavilion was in a mess.
He couldn't help but wonder if he was really old and had a bad memory. Why couldn't he remember what he had just said that was so excessive?
Seeing Hua Si Miao walking away crying, the head of Tianlu Pavilion immediately stopped thinking and with a thought, an invisible force quickly pulled her back.
"Okay, okay, it's me who didn't notice your mood. It's my age..." He paused, his features twisted, and he gritted his teeth, "I'm old. What you said is true. My temper is my problem."
Hua Simiao raised her hand to wipe away her tears, her wide layered sleeves covering her entire face.
All I could see was her body twitching and her voice trembling: "You just, just, dislike, dislike me... a burden, a burden..."
"Absolutely not!"
Putting aside the issue of age, the Tianlu Pavilion Master's expression improved considerably, and he said with a solemn oath, "Don't let your imagination run wild. There's absolutely no such thing!"
While Hua Simiao was no longer crying, the head of Tianlu Pavilion quickly flicked his sleeves, put away the tables, chairs and tea sets in front of him, and hurriedly walked forward in the void:
"Let's go, the formation has been set up. Let's go there quickly so no one notices."
Hua Simiao said nothing more. She covered her face and followed him, her body twitching and she let out a low, strange, trembling cry from time to time.
"Hum, hum, hum hum hum... hum... wuuuuuu..."
No one is on the mountain.
"I'm hungry and I want to eat!"
Hua Simiao walked along the mountain road while muttering to the figure in front of her.
Upon hearing this, the expression on the face of the Pavilion Master of Tianlu Pavilion in front of him instantly twisted. He turned around abruptly and opened his mouth to say something.
However, the girl in blue still had red and swollen eyes, and her face looked inexplicably lonely.
The words on the tip of his tongue suddenly changed. The head of Tianlu Pavilion softened his voice and said softly, "Okay, I'll go cook when we get to the mountain. What would you like to eat today, Xiao Simiao?"
As soon as the words fell.
The dejection on Hua Simiao's face suddenly changed. Her features twisted and she glanced at him with disgust, "Did you take the wrong medicine, old man?"
Tianlu Pavilion Master: "!!!"
He raised his hand tremblingly, then instantly seemed to remember something, lowered his hand with a distorted expression, took a deep breath, and gave her an extremely kind smile.
Then he turned his head sharply and continued walking up the mountain with an expressionless face.
My heart is bleeding...
How could the cute little boy who used to blink his big, bright eyes and call me "Master" have grown into this dog-like shape now?!
"It's okay, it's okay..."
The head of Tianlu Pavilion took a deep breath and silently said to himself, "The child is still young. The child is in a bad mood today. The child is still young... As an elder, you must learn to be tolerant and use love to influence others..."
"That's right, we need to use love to influence people..."
You can’t fight, you can’t fight.
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The lush trees gradually became sparse. Jiang Jingyuan walked out of the woods and stood at the foot of the mountain.
After a pause, she looked up at the town in the distance. Instead of teleporting away directly, she walked slowly towards the town.
Anyway... I've finished the things I have on hand, so I'll just take a walk and take a break...
Her mind was in a mess. She didn't know if it was because her past memories had not been fully sorted out and digested or for some other reason. She urgently needed a completely unfamiliar environment to get some fresh air and calm down.
Jiang Jingyuan walked slowly, and from time to time he took out a chair and sat on the roadside, looking at the sky, the earth, and people, in a daze.
It was dusk when she stepped into the town.
Night falls.
The large and small lanterns arranged in the town lit up with fiery red light, and people passing by were laughing and chatting, all dressed in festive red.
Jiang Jingyuan looked at the scene, blinked in confusion, was stunned for a moment and then calmed down. It might be some custom in this town.
In her mind, Xu Qinglin seemed to see what she was thinking and couldn't help but say, "It's the New Year."
New Year? The weather seems to be getting colder, it must be New Year... Jiang Jingyuan paused, then said "hmm" and walked forward with the flow of people.
Although she remembered everything through the Mirror of the Past, her memories of past and present lives seemed to be covered by a layer of mist, hazy and blurred, making her mind seem empty, as if there was nothing.
Even when I try to recall things with full concentration, I can hardly distinguish between the past and the present. My thoughts are slow, and I have to carefully identify every memory.
But surprisingly, Jiang Jingyuan felt very calm and comfortable now. He felt lazy, as if he was soaking in gentle and warm water, and he seemed to be able to fall into a deep sleep just by closing his eyes.
If no one or anything came to disturb him, Jiang Jingyuan would feel that he was doing very well the way he was, so relaxed that he seemed to be floating.
It was so light that the soul seemed to be free from the shackles of flesh and blood and roam freely in heaven and earth.
The night quickly darkened like thick ink. The bright lights on the ground reflected in the sky as if a raging fire was burning in the night sky.
The girl was dressed in a dark purple dress, as inconspicuous as a wandering ghost. She appeared and disappeared in the dark night, following the long dragon of orange-red fire.
Suddenly, Jiang Jingyuan came back to his senses and looked forward.
But I saw a person in front of me holding an exquisite and gorgeous rabbit lantern, walking slowly towards me against the flow of people.
In Jiang Jingyuan's vision, in the overlapping flames, the faces of the people turning their heads in front of him were blurred.
The same goes for the person walking against the flow of people.
The bones and flesh on the face are blurred, weakening the recognition, and only the approximate positions of the facial features can be seen as blurred blocks of color.
Jiang Jingyuan couldn't see clearly or recognize the person, but she had an inexplicable feeling in her heart that this person was here to find her.
Jiang Jingyuan stopped where he was.
The figure holding the lantern walked straight towards them. As she got closer, her figure and appearance became clearer and clearer.
Blurred purple blocks flowing across the layers of white clothing are subdivided into ancient and intricate patterns.
The girl approached with a gorgeous lantern, closed her eyes and smiled softly. When she opened her eyes again, Jiang Jingyuan saw her face clearly.
Jiang Jingyuan's mind suddenly became clear, and he instantly remembered this very familiar person.
Jing Youxi walked to a little distance in front of her and stopped. The dazzling lights on both sides were flashing back and forth. Jing Youxi smiled and asked:
"Today is the day I take over as the leader of the Divine Omen Sect. Can I invite you to come to the Divine Omen Sect tonight to admire the moon with me?"
Jiang Jingyuan looked at her and didn't answer immediately.
Jiang Jingyuan thought calmly, should she say "congratulations" now? But...
She looked at the smile on the girl's face in front of her.
But why did she feel that Jing Youxi was not very happy? After a pause, Jiang Jingyuan just said, "Okay."
Jing Youxi smiled with her lips pursed.
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The sounds of drums and laughter gradually faded into silence, and the night entered its second half.
Divine Omen Gate.
The surroundings were quiet, with only the rustling of insects echoing in the cold wind. Not a single human voice could be heard in the huge Shenzhao Gate.
Jing Youxi took her straight to an attic, opened the door first and walked in, then turned around and smiled at Jiang Jingyuan.
Jiang Jingyuan showed no reaction on his face, and had no thoughts in his mind. He calmly walked in.
The lights in the dark room suddenly lit up. Jing Youxi came to the bottom of the stairs, turned sideways, pulled up his wide sleeve to cover his right hand, and extended his palm facing up to Jiang Jingyuan behind him.
Jiang Jingyuan paused for a moment, then reached out and placed his hand on her right hand.
At the same time, Xu Qinglin couldn't help but say, "Are you really going to follow her? Don't you think it's strange that there's no one in the Divine Omen Sect? And..."
After a pause, Xu Qinglin continued silently: "She also knows your rules."
Jiang Jingyuan paused for a moment and said, "Hmm," "Let it be."
Xu Qinglin was shocked and couldn't help but look at her several times.
Jing Youxi did not grab her hand, but just gently supported her hand with his palm facing up and slowly led her up the stairs.
Jiang Jingyuan lowered his eyes and saw clearly that with every step he took, the scene in his vision would become blurry and unreal for a moment.
It was just a dozen or so steps before the two stepped onto a new floor.
Jing Youxi put down her hand and led her to the terrace.
Looking down casually from the railing, I saw clouds and mist lingering halfway up the attic in the night.
Looking up, they were so high that it seemed to touch the sky.
Jing Youxi spoke, as if speaking to her, yet also as if talking to herself, softly whispering:
"Thousands of years ago, the Blood Seal fell from the sky. This divine gift instantly set the world on fire. That night, Ji Xiaochen, the first leader of the Divine Omen Sect, single-handedly founded the Divine Omen Sect in an unknown place..."
Jiang Jingyuan turned and looked at her.
Jing Youxi also looked over, a faint smile on her lips, and slowly said: "The Divine Omen Sect stands between heaven and earth, observing... the Blood Seal and the world."
"It's coming." Jing Youxi said softly.
"The Divine Omen Sect waited for it for thousands of years. The previous Sect Master, Zhu Baichuan, accurately located its whereabouts on his deathbed. With his last breath, he had everyone in the Divine Omen Sect record it."
In the moonlight, her eyes sparkled as she curved them towards Jiang Jingyuan, "Now it's my turn. I've been practicing in the Divine Omen Sect since I was young. After a few years of ignorance, I've waited ten years for it. Everyone knew it would definitely appear in my generation."
"This is the destined end, but also the destined rebirth."
"But I wonder how many souls are left who can endure the suffering, defy fate, and embrace a new life..."
Jiang Jingyuan looked at her quietly.
Jing Youxi turned his head, raised his hand to the sky, and casually flicked his right hand in the void beside him. "In fact, the core of Shenzhaomen has never been the art of divination, but..."
She raised her hand and pointed to the sky.
Jiang Jingyuan looked in the direction she pointed.
In the brilliant blue night sky, where thin clouds gathered, light suddenly appeared, as if an invisible hand had parted a corner of the mist, revealing not the deep blue sky, but a vast expanse of white...
Mysterious wonderland.
"Peering into the sky."
Jing Youxi's voice was light but surprisingly resounding.
Outside the sky, vast clouds and mists shrouded the bright sunlight, and amid the cries of cranes, black and white feathers slowly fell.
Suddenly, a breeze blew, lifting a feather that was about to fall into the clouds. A white hand picked up one of the flying feathers. The woman wearing a bird-feather straw raincoat turned the feather in her hand, and a bright smile suddenly bloomed on her beautiful face.
Jiang Jingyuan clearly saw that behind the woman, a figure appeared and disappeared in the clouds.
The figure spread out the huge bird wings connected to his shoulders and soared into the sky like an eagle, with white feathers falling.
His dark eyes trembled slightly, and Jiang Jingyuan looked up at the sky, feeling cold all over.
Jing Youxi's calm and indifferent voice slowly sounded beside him:
“This is—
"The lifelong pursuit of countless people in the world."
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