Chapter 1283 Finale 3
Luo Li took the Soul Purifying Pill and felt the cool curve of the porcelain bottle with her fingertips. The spiritual light flowing from the bottle made her eyes light up. "Thank you for your hard work, Shuxue. Let the spiritual master who is clearing the demonic energy take these pills with you. If you encounter any troublesome demonic energy residue, don't force yourself to bear it. Come back and tell me."
An Shuxue nodded, her hair swaying slightly, and she suppressed the weariness in her eyes. "I know my limits. By the way, should we contact the other main cities now to see how they're doing?"
Upon hearing this, Emperor Xuanming walked to the gap in the city wall and looked towards the eastern sky.
The morning light has penetrated the clouds, but it cannot penetrate the light gray mist in the distance, which is a barrier formed by the energy disorder after the war.
"Wait a moment." His voice deepened. "The turbulent energy hasn't dissipated yet. Forcing a communication could easily be disrupted by the demonic energy, which could lead to delays. Have Bei Mingyu's men pay more attention to changes in the mist while exploring the route. Wait until the barrier weakens before making any further moves."
Luo Li followed his gaze and saw that under the broken wall, several young spiritual masters were working together to move a broken brick onto a cart.
The brick surface was still stained with dark red blood, slightly warmed by the morning sun. They moved very slowly, and subconsciously paused when their fingertips ran across the bloodstains.
She suddenly turned and walked towards the broken tree where Song Wanbai had sat last night. Beside the stump, the half blood-stained jade pendant had been tied to a branch with spiritual silk by someone at some point.
The morning breeze blew by, and the jade pendant swayed gently, sparkling in the morning light, just like Lan Xiaoxiao's eyes that always loved to blink when she was alive.
Song Wanbai had stood behind her at some point, holding a carving knife with sawdust still on the blade.
Seeing Luo Li looking over, his Adam's apple moved, and his voice was hoarse as if it had been rubbed by sandpaper: "I thought of carving a wooden plaque, writing her name on it, and embedding it in the most conspicuous place in the gap after the city wall is repaired."
He raised the block of wood in his hand, on which the word "Xiaoxiao" was faintly carved. The strokes were a little shaky, but revealed a stubborn seriousness.
Luo Li felt a warm feeling in her heart, and she reached out and gently touched the wooden sign: "Okay. When the city wall is repaired, we will embed it together."
Song Wanbai looked down at the wooden sign, his fingertips stroking the three water drops of the character "Xiao", and suddenly said, "Ayu and I will go explore the way."
Luo Li was slightly stunned.
Without waiting for Luo Li's response, he turned and walked towards Bei Mingyu's team.
Bei Mingyu was distributing healing medicine to the team members. When he saw him coming, he was stunned for a moment, then patted him on the shoulder. Without asking any questions, he handed over a bottle of obstacle-clearing pills and said, "The fog in the Eastern Region is thick. This pill can dispel evil spirits. Take it."
When the team set off, Luo Li stood on the broken wall and looked at their backs.
Song Wanbai walked in the middle of the team with his back straight. He put the carving knife in his hand on his waist and carefully put the wooden sign in his arms.
The wind lifted his robe, and he did not look back.
"He'll be fine." Di Xuanming stood beside her without her noticing, his palm gently placed on her lower back, "We're all the same."
Luo Li nodded and looked back at the camp.
Shen Fuzhou was squatting in front of the alchemy furnace, helping to use his soul power to stimulate the flames. The medicinal fragrance rising from the furnace mouth mixed with the smell of soil drifted over, which strangely made people feel at ease.
Luo Qingzhu was changing the dressing for the wounded with gentle movements. A young spiritualist with a broken arm gasped in pain.
He took out a candy and stuffed it into her hand, smiling softly: "Bear with it, the pain will go away after you eat the candy."
The sun rose higher and higher, shining on everyone and giving the broken walls and ruins a golden edge.
The coagulated bloodstains gradually turned white under the light, as if they had been quietly licked by time, leaving faint marks.
Luo Li suddenly recalled the countless nights she had spent sitting alone on the ice and snow during the hundred years in the Great Wilderness.
At that time, the world was dead silent, and even the wind was filled with ice. She was always afraid that she would not be able to come back and would never see these people again.
But at this moment, they are right beside me.
Some are refining medicine, some are healing their wounds, some are clearing the battlefield, and some are embarking on a journey of exploration with hope.
She leaned gently towards Di Xuanming, listened to his steady heartbeat, and suddenly smiled.
"Ah Ming," she said, "Look, the light is really coming in."
Di Xuanming lowered his head and kissed the top of her head, with the warmth of the morning light: "Well, it was you who brought the light back."
In the distance, the wheels of a cart pushing bricks rolled over gravel, making a slight "crunching" sound.
The medicinal aroma in the furnace became stronger and stronger, mixed with the low laughter and curses of the young spiritual masters.
Someone accidentally hit his foot while moving bricks, which caused a burst of good-natured laughter.
The wind blew through the gap in the broken wall. It was no longer the whimpering of last night, but more like a warm breath, brushing everyone's cheek.
Above the ruins, hope is growing inch by inch with the morning light.
Over the next ten days, after confirming that there were no more demonic threats around, everyone retreated into the City of Gods to rest.
All the forces dependent on Yan Ye were also eliminated in other main cities. The You Clan did not appear at all. Luo Li thought it must have been done by An.
Luo Li's injury healed after a week.
A month later, all the demonic energy on the Continent of Gods was completely cleared, and all the major cities were almost rebuilt.
Although half of the remaining houses in the city are damaged, they are sufficient to shelter from wind and rain.
Luo Li chose an attic room next to the window. The window faced the crack that ran through the city wall. At this moment, it was surrounded by a temporary wooden frame. Several spiritual masters who were good at formations were drawing reinforcement runes at the base of the wall.
Emperor Xuanming spent almost every day in the library of the City Lord's Mansion. Half of the books there were corroded by demonic energy, and the pages were burnt black like charcoal.
However, he was patient and used his own spiritual power to cleanse it bit by bit.
Luo Li would sometimes bring pills over and see him squatting on the ground, piecing together the scattered jade slips one by one. His profile looked particularly gentle in the light coming through the window lattice.
"Are these old classics still useful?" She handed over the pill, the aroma of the newly refined concentration pill lingering around her nose.
Di Xuanming took the pill, his fingertips felt the temperature of the pill, and when he looked up, there was a smile in his eyes: "I don't know, but since I have some free time, I might as well take a look."
Luo Li didn't ask any more questions and looked around. "Where's Nian'an? I haven't seen him since I returned to the city."
Unexpectedly, when she said this, Di Xuanming looked up in confusion, "Who is Nian An?"
Luo Li was stunned, frowned and said: "You don't remember?"
Di Xuanming was still confused, "Should I remember? Who is he?"
Luo Li pursed her lips, "It's okay."
She stood up and said, "You go ahead and do your work. I'll go out for a while."
Di Xuanming didn't ask any more questions and kissed her cheek, "Go."
Luo Li strode outside and found the busy Luo Qingzhu and the others. "Have you seen Nian An?"
They gave her the same answer.
"Who is Nian'an?"
"Ali, you must be mistaken. There is no one named Nian'an in our City of Gods."
"Nian'an? Is that a person's name?"
"I don't know, what are you talking about, Ari?"
A huge sense of absurdity arose in her heart. Luo Li shook her head in disbelief, left the place directly, and went to find Luo Xiao, Shi Heng and the others.
Luo Xiao was directing his spiritualists to repair the stone steps in front of the City Lord's Mansion. When he heard Luo Li's question, his brows knitted together. "Nian'an? The name sounds familiar, but I can't remember who it is. Ah Li, are you sure there's such a person?"
Shi Heng was standing by, counting supplies. He looked up when he heard this, and paused his fingertips on the roster. "I just checked all the survivors, and there's no such name. Is this a refugee we took in after the war?"
Luo Li's heart sank little by little, and her fingertips felt cold.
how so?
How could a baby disappear without leaving even a trace?
She turned and rushed towards the city gate. Bei Mingyu and Song Wanbai had just returned from patrolling outside the city, and their armor was still stained with morning dew.
"Have you seen Nian'an?" Luo Li's voice trembled unconsciously, "That child."
Song Wanbai tightened his grip on the reins. The wooden sign in his arms hurt his chest. He shook his head in confusion, "I don't remember. Ah Li, what's wrong with you?"
Bei Mingyu frowned and thought for a moment, then shook his head: "Never heard of it. Ah Li, are you too tired?"
The wind blew through the city gate, causing Luo Li's hair to flutter.
She looked at the city being rebuilt in the distance, and saw several children chasing each other on the street, their laughter ringing out.
But this vivid scene was covered with a strange barrier in her eyes.
Is she the only one who remembers?
Luo Li calmed down. Nian An could not even be called a child, but a baby who could not take care of himself.
Why doesn't anyone remember him?
What went wrong?
Suddenly, Luo Li had a blessing in her heart, Dahuang!
Before she went to the wilderness, she vaguely heard a baby crying.
The moment she realized this problem, she was suddenly pulled and seemed to fall into another space of consciousness.
Luo Li opened her eyes, and what she saw was endless white.
She frowned slightly. What kind of place is this?
"Luo Li."
A faint voice came, with a sense of fatigue.
Luo Li reacted almost instantly, "The Law of Heaven?!"
She frowned slightly, "Nian'an, is this your incarnation?"
A soft sigh echoed through the white mist, carrying with it an air of eternal fatigue, yet concealing a subtle gentleness that was barely perceptible: "Yes, and no."
Luo Li paused slightly, looking at the void in confusion.
"The Way of Heaven is invisible and should not have any form," the voice said slowly. "By forcibly tearing the laws apart, I myself was severely injured and nearly collapsed. Even with all my strength, I could only condense a trace of my essence, which I placed in my new body and nurtured with the warmth of human life."
Luo Li suddenly recalled the scene when she first met Nian An. The baby was wrapped in a tattered swaddling cloth. Although he was in the ruins, he did not cry or make a fuss. His bright black eyes reflected the flames in the sky, revealing a strange tranquility.
"So now you..."
"The world is at peace, the evil spirit has dissipated, and the laws are repairing themselves." The voice gradually became ethereal. "It is time for me to return to my origin."
Luo Li's heart tightened: "What about Nian An? Will he disappear completely?"
"He was originally transformed from a strand of the original source. Now that his mission is complete, he will naturally return."
The voice paused, as if weighing its words. "But you don't have to feel sorry. The fact that you remember him is proof that he existed. And..."
A ripple appeared in the void, as if someone was blinking gently.
"I've been in this world for a while, and I've seen too much life and death, and I've learned a lot."
There was a hint of laughter in that voice, "Perhaps from now on, the wind in this world will have my shadow."
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