Where have you been?
Feng Jimian lowered his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, pursed his lips and let out a laugh so light that it almost disappeared in the wind, but he did not answer Jiang Jingyuan's question.
Jiang Jingyuan was neither anxious nor annoyed. He stared at her calmly and asked, "Who... is he?"
Feng Jimian still answered the question irrelevantly, "If Feng Qingyi and I had been as calm as you back then, things wouldn't have come to this point."
Jiang Jingyuan didn't ask any more questions, but instead took over her words and said, "It's different. People who have experienced the mundane world are always more cautious and suspicious."
"The experiences of gods and humans are all different," Jiang Jingyuan said calmly, "They cannot be compared or replicated..."
"If I had to say..." Feng Jimian closed his eyes, raised the corner of his mouth, and continued her words, "This is fate. All living beings must have flaws in their destiny."
People in the secular world yearn for the freedom of immortality, while people outside the world also yearn for the bustling and colorful world.
——How to compare?
Each has its own shortcomings.
Jiang Jingyuan looked indifferently at the figure in white in front of her. It was precisely because she was standing here at this moment, standing before the immortal, that she understood so clearly...
Peace and freedom are self-deceiving illusions and never exist.
Amidst the clouds and mist, Feng Jimian suddenly spoke two words:
"A celestial being."
He is a celestial being.
Jiang Jingyuan didn't respond, but just stared quietly at the motionless woman in white in front of him.
Three hundred years ago, Feng Jimian was in the true immortal realm, even half a step away from becoming a celestial immortal, but three hundred years later... she was barely maintaining the human immortal realm, and was even locked here for three hundred years, unable to move.
Jiang Jingyuan thought back to Feng Qingyi, whom he had met in the attic, and silently repeated two words in his heart: "Ghost Immortal."
In the silence, Feng Jimian suddenly laughed, and said calmly in a cold voice: "I deserve to destroy His hard work..."
They want it all, and their greed is their nature. The most fatal thing is that they are greedy and never satisfied.
As it should be, we must bear His wrath and atone for our sins.
Jiang Jingyuan pursed his lips and said nothing, silently shifting his gaze away from the woman in white in front of him.
Is hope and yearning salvation or disaster? It is beauty, but also sin.
Should we celebrate or lament all this?
"You can take it."
Feng Jimian suddenly said lightly.
Jiang Jingyuan raised his eyes and his gaze fell back on the woman in front of him. He didn't ask any questions or respond, just watched quietly.
As if thinking she was on guard and suspicious, Feng Jimian's gilded eyes turned, his gaze brushing past the girl's fluttering white sleeves before him, and gazing into the clear, misty gray-white clouds. Without explanation or anything else, his voice simply said, without any emotion, "It's true."
"Take it, take it... go." Feng Jimian said, "He is watching you."
No matter how much blood and tears you shed, you can't escape it. Just follow your fate... It can't be resolved or pushed. Fate will naturally lead you to where you should go...
Can't hide, can't hide...
I've seen too much.
Thousands of living beings struggled to the end, but they just cried and laughed and said over and over again -
"I accept it, I accept it hahaha... I accept it hahaha wuwuwu... I accept it... It hurts wuwuwu, it hurts, I accept it, I don't feel any pain haha..."
Jiang Jingyuan finally spoke slowly: "Don't you want to ask Feng Qingyi?"
The fact that you are alive obviously means that He has never truly given up on you, doesn't it... Like a fishbone stuck in the throat, a faint bitter taste spread in the mouth, and Jiang Jingyuan looked at her with a complicated expression.
"I've always felt..." Feng Jimian looked at the gray-white clouds slowly surging ahead, her eyes unconsciously dazed, as if lost in some memory. She murmured softly, "Gods and humans are still not completely separated from humans. Only when you reach the realm of celestial immortals can you truly transcend the mundane world."
She said slowly, "When your heart stops, you become trapped in your own cocoon, and your feet can no longer take a single step."
The breath of anger in her heart three hundred years ago dissipated, and what followed was only intense fatigue and depression - this was true for her, and also for Feng Qingyi, who had been crying in pain for three hundred years.
I don't want to stop, but I really don't have the energy to move forward.
Jiang Jingyuan remained silent.
Even a bystander like her couldn't help but feel sad when she recalled the fairy mountain scenery in the fantasy world. How could Feng Jimian and Feng Qingyi, who had experienced it all firsthand, not feel sad?
Should I blame those wicked immortal seekers? But... you can't expect all people and all living beings in the world to have good intentions.
After looking around, I can only blame myself in the end.
Jiang Jingyuan almost wanted to stay here a little longer and keep him company, but then she thought, she was also here to look for immortals...
In the end, she just said "hmm".
Those calm gilded eyes gently closed, and Feng Jimian still sat upright in the clouds.
Jiang Jingyuan walked around and walked slowly into the depths of the clouds.
The gray and white clouds around were getting thicker. When Jiang Jingyuan looked back, she could no longer see the sitting figure. She turned her head and continued to move forward.
"What could it be?" Jiang Jingyuan thought calmly and indifferently.
Like a catastrophe, but also like a feast, what is the purpose of hiding the destructive new look that swept across the entire fairy mountain?
Curious, really curious...
Suddenly, the girl in white in the clouds stopped and slowly raised her eyes.
In the gray fog ahead, the gauze-like mist slowly dissipated as she raised her eyes, revealing a tall white jade and gold-inlaid pedestal that looked like an altar, on which lay a white shadow quietly.
When he saw the whole picture of the white shadow, countless complicated thoughts that had not yet been expressed in clear words exploded in his mind, and Jiang Jingyuan suddenly froze in place.
call--
The gray and white clouds around suddenly surged rapidly as if they had been summoned by something.
Jiang Jingyuan subconsciously took a step back defensively.
The white shadow on the white jade pedestal inlaid with gold suddenly turned into a ball of bright white light and rushed into Jiang Jingyuan's eyebrows at lightning speed.
"boom!!"
It was as if the entire world he was in exploded into fireworks in an instant. His ears were buzzing and his flesh, blood, and bones were instantly filled with severe pain. Jiang Jingyuan's vision suddenly went black and he fell backwards.
“Hua——Hua——”
The waves surged one after another, making a vigorous and powerful sound.
Jiang Jingyuan regained consciousness, frowned, and slowly opened her eyes. The morning sunlight shone into her eyes, and before her was a vast ocean.
The girl in white stood on the deck, holding the boat's side with both hands.
The salty sea breeze blew on her face, and her black hair and white clothes fluttered in the wind. Jiang Jingyuan felt relaxed, as if some unspeakable long-standing illness had been resolved at some point.
A soft snoring sound could be heard in the distance.
Jiang Jingyuan turned around in a daze and happened to see a beautiful aqua-blue figure walking towards him from the side.
Seeing her looking over, Hua Simiao smiled sweetly at her, then turned to look at the sea and sighed in a sweet voice, "Ah, the boat is finally moving, we can finally go back...
"Alas, I don't know what happened to this fairy mountain. I was still walking, and the fairy mountain disappeared just like that..."
At the same time, Xu Qinglin's voice rang in his mind: "After you came out, the barrier and the fairy mountain began to disappear. Qin Jiuyan and Qin Gejue sent you to the ghost ship."
Jiang Jingyuan opened his mouth slightly, his expression still dazed.
My heart was beating rapidly and the sound of blood flowing was in my ears.
She felt an excitement she had never felt before.
A light of excitement and madness suddenly flashed in his dark eyes. Jiang Jingyuan turned his head, curved his eyes towards the boundless sea, and smiled with the corners of his mouth curled up.
She turned back and walked towards Hua Simiao, her steps revealing a hint of briskness.
Jiang Jingyuan was in a good mood and responded, "Yeah, I can finally go home."
Hua Simiao blinked her round eyes, feeling an inexplicable strange feeling in her heart, but she didn't think much about it. She smiled sweetly and said, "I'm almost starving. Now I can finally eat something without worry. I've set it up, you should go and have something too!"
Jiang Jingyuan nodded.
The faint smile on the corner of his mouth had not yet faded, his heart was rising and falling gently, and Jiang Jingyuan could hardly control the urge to laugh out loud.
——She could imagine what would have happened if she had foolishly believed Feng Jimian’s words completely, or had directly questioned Feng Jimian, or had been soft-hearted and stayed a little longer.
I see……
The smile on Jiang Jingyuan's face suddenly faded away bit by bit. She walked towards the small table in front of her, her dark eyes calm.
"However..." Jiang Jingyuan sat down at the table and pondered, "It's just that the flesh, blood, and bones have been adjusted to their optimal state, but their actual lifespan remains unchanged... It seems I still need to find the blood seal."
Otherwise, she would suddenly die one day in her current fifteen-year-old appearance, and no problem would be found.
"There's also a method for achieving immortality..." Jiang Jingyuan had a rough guess. Without a trace of composure, she picked up her chopsticks and took a bite of food, bringing it to her lips. She pondered slowly, "He chose me. He's watching me, but He hasn't directly given me the method for achieving immortality... Is there something else I need to do...?"
"good."
Hua Simiao, who was standing nearby, looked up when she heard this, her eyes sparkling as she said happily, "Right, right, it's delicious! This is made by my master, it's delicious!"
Jiang Jingyuan nodded gently, "Mm, it's delicious."
Hua Simiao's eyes curved and the smile on her face became even happier.
Jiang Jingyuan raised the corner of his mouth, but his dark eyes were full of coldness, without a trace of smile.
The magic weapon of the silver sachet kills people in the territory.
"It's so similar..." Xu Qinglin looked at the scene outside, sighing lightly, while silently recording Jiang Jingyuan's every move.
At this moment, she felt that following Jiang Jingyuan was an extremely correct choice. Without Jiang Jingyuan, where could she find a descendant of the Rong or Jiang family who would be willing to let her follow?
"Well, but..." Xu Qinglin's mouth corners suddenly turned up. She lowered her head slightly, her smiling eyes filled with madness, "God, God... How can I not be excited..."
You should be happy...be happier.
Recalling the scene she had seen before, she glanced at the girl in white outside, and the corners of her mouth rose higher and higher.
She laughed so hard that her body trembled slightly, her red lips opened and closed gently, and she murmured silently.
Suddenly, Jiang Jingyuan's familiar clear voice sounded beside my ears——
"Xu Qinglin, where did you go before?"
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