Chapter 89: There was a long time at the Crescent Moon Starlight - this...
There was a very long time - this "very long" might be Zhong Liu's illusion. In short, Zhong Liu had no idea what was going on.
People capture information from the outside world through vision, touch, smell, hearing, and countless other senses.
But during that period of time that seemed to have cut off time, Zhong Liu even forgot his "self", let alone perceiving the outside world.
...What is that...?
Zhong Liu huddled in this body that still belonged to a human. Most cultivators' bodies were indestructible, but she felt as if she had been burned by the underworld fire for a very long time.
It wasn't until this poor soul became part of the scorched earth that she realized she existed.
As I rolled my eyeballs sluggishly, I seemed to hear the sharp screaming of the eyeballs rubbing against the skin of the eye sockets. If I had to look for a similar sound in this world, it might be the sound of a slightly pointed corner of a stone slowly sliding across a piece of thick glass - no, it's much more than that.
However, during the long time when he lost his perception, Zhong Liu finally looked out through the somewhat unfamiliar eye sockets.
The first thing that came into his mind was a huge amount of information, like a piece of letter paper compressed for a whole century, which could not wait to penetrate into his mind through her exposed eyeballs.
Before this, Zhong Liu could remember the entire marked map, but that map only included the scope of the detected natural barrier and the most critical and important information.
The wind brought her everything she wanted to know—but only everything she wanted to know, everything worthwhile.
And now, all the existence and all the information under the entire natural barrier are rushing up, like brave and skilled soldiers in a siege, to occupy the city called "Zhongliu".
The veins of every fallen leaf, the composition of every grain of dust, the floating trajectory of every speck of dust, the origin of every beam of light...endless information from heaven and earth occupied her brain.
It's not in the way of "seeing", it seems that moving the eyeballs just opens the door for them.
Then, Zhong Liu heard a low sigh.
“—Close your eyes.”
Strangely enough, when Zhong Liu wanted to see, it was extremely difficult and painful to move her eyes, but when Zhong told her to close her eyes, she was able to close her eyes the moment he finished speaking.
Then some time passed when no one was paying attention.
Zhong Liu slowly regained her senses and realized that Zhong not only asked her to close her eyes... or rather, when she closed her eyes, she also closed her ears, nose, and even every pore on her body.
She had no way of determining what method Zhong had used, but she did lose her five senses, and at the same time as she lost her perception, she found that she could "see" again.
Zhong carefully pulled at Zhong Liu's soul.
After all, it's just a small slice of the soul... If it were a complete soul, even an ordinary person's soul, it wouldn't cause such a big impact.
...When that person started to fight, he didn't care too much.
Isolated from the vast amount of information—more than that—Zhong Liu was finally able to realize what was happening.
She had no time to ask, nor did she have time to doubt. The only thing that suddenly jumped out at her after she saw the reality was a calmness she had never felt before.
A kind of calmness that faces volcanic eruptions and flash floods.
The one in the sky should be a ladder to the clouds.
The ladder has been broken into pieces and is almost completely invisible.
Above the Nine Heavens, where a bit of its original appearance still remained, something was approaching it.
They gathered together, like a group of geese migrating south that finally found their way, and gathered under the wreckage of the ladder.
Zhong Liu thought calmly - she didn't even know she still had the energy to think - what was that?
It seems like something that has existed since the beginning of time, older than the air that floats everywhere.
She didn't know what it was, but she intuitively thought of some strange intentions.
The shadow of the crescent moon hanging down like gauze, the halo created by the stars breathing... and Jin Aqing.
At this moment, Zhong Liu suddenly realized what Jin Aqing looked like.
That swordsman was not like anyone else in the world, but more like these things that were filling up the ladder to heaven.
ah……
She almost thought spiritually that it was the way of heaven.
It was born before the beginning of the universe.
It is the shadow of all things in the world cast on a certain unattainable surface.
Jin Aqing is part of the Way of Heaven.
So when the Heavenly Dao needs to repair the ladder and cannot do so through normal self-circulation, it cuts off a part of itself and lets that part fill the gap.
Jin Aqing is like a patch, born to fill bugs.
Zhong insisted on letting Patch survive.
Such chaotic emotions also infected Zhong Liu, not to mention that she and Senior Sister Jin had a special relationship.
She could hardly breathe.
But another sense slowly rolled onto the beach like a breathing wave.
...No, it is not Jin Aqing herself who is filling that gap, or rather, Jin Aqing has not been completely involved yet.
Consumables are the brilliance of stars and moon under the night sky.
Zhong Liu couldn't understand what kind of power it took to do this, but it didn't stop her from breathing again.
Zhong spared the heart in her body, and the oxygen gently smoothed every wrinkle in her heart.
The black cat jumped out from the corner of the field of vision. It should have jumped out from the shadows, but it was so fast that it exceeded the retina's acceptance, so it looked more like space travel.
It shot up into the air, heading towards the path where the ladder was being repaired.
On the path, Jin Aqing was approaching the ladder unconsciously.
For the first time, Zhong Liu discovered that Senior Sister Jin's facial expression was so minimal, as if she had completely lost the ability to control her facial muscles.
Literally, expressionless and calm.
She could guess that Jin Aqing probably couldn't feel anything now.
Because Jin Aqing is carrying out his innate mission - filling the ladder to the sky.
It felt like someone had dug out a big piece of my heart, and the whistling cold wind passed through my empty chest. The temperature was like the sharp, flashing cold light of a knife, cutting through it.
Even if it's a patch, it's a real patch.
It is a patch that makes you smile when you see friends, can't walk when you see delicious food, will follow the smell of other people's food and gourmet food records to find food, and will save strangers even if they have nothing to do with you...
She lived so vividly, and her sword shadow had such a strong presence in Zhong's life.
Zhong couldn't accept such an ending.
Like a player who is extremely dissatisfied with the true ending line given by an unscrupulous planner, he reloads the game again and again, and his spirit is drained away bit by bit.
She had played countless endings, either be or te, as if the game had no possibility of he from the beginning.
Zhong's heart was as clear as a mirror at this moment.
When I first created Zhong Liu, it was not so much that I hoped to entrust the things I couldn't do to Slice, but rather that I just wanted to find someone to share the happy lines I wrote.
Like a player who was so frustrated that he was about to give in, he wrote fan fiction while wiping away tears, and then shared it with his fellow enthusiasts, thinking that he would delete this newspaper game from now on.
There is no one in this world who shares the same love as Zhong, but another soul from the same origin must understand her.
Zhong asked this colleague to read this article.
...actually, it's not really a he.
It was just a plot line that she had slowly deduced during countless empty years when she was alone. It was the one that was most likely to come true and the one that was closest to what she wanted in her heart.
Even if the possibility is very small, at least Jin Aqing can survive in that line.
"I actually don't want her to practice the ruthless way." Zhong murmured unconsciously, and the only listeners were herself and the remaining soul.
"I still think that Junior Sister Jin is more suitable for the Way of All Living Beings."
Zhong thought, but God was kind to her after all, or maybe it took thousands of reincarnations for Heaven to see her determination.
She finally had a turning point outside the game.
【All living beings】
Zhong believed that she was definitely not mistaken. Under the image of the endless deep sea, she saw one of the powers belonging to the store owner.
——All living beings.
She understood everything then.
After all, fate took pity on her.
In the distance, something between the shadow itself and the cat seemed to pull Jin Aqing.
Consciousness is like a puddle of water evaporating under the scorching sun, and then under such dragging, the sun is hidden behind the clouds, the drizzle continues, and the lost water returns to the depression.
This body, born extraordinary, once again welcomes back its soul.
The nameless sword sang softly, and the sound seemed to be carried by the wind across the entire world of cultivation.
She opened her eyes.
Under my feet was a ladder that stretched out in an instant, and a black cat was standing lazily on one step.
The ladder to the clouds that countless cultivators dreamed of was trampled under the claws of a cat.
Jin Aqing slowly moved the muscles of her face and revealed a smile that even she found a little unfamiliar.
The feeling was as if she was in another world, as if she had gone through thousands of reincarnations before standing on the ladder to the clouds.
She bent down and solemnly thanked a cat.
"Thanks."
He licked his paw casually and said, "Don't give me that. Someone has already paid the price."
Jin Aqing's expression slowly changed, the still unskilled smile slowly faded away, and another layer of confusion surfaced.
"--What?"
He glanced at her casually and was too lazy to say anything more. He leisurely climbed down the cloud ladder that gathered the spiritual beauty of heaven and earth.
What a path to heaven, now it feels like a corridor in a residential complex after being trampled upon by people.
In fact, there is not much that Zhong's remaining soul can do. If you have to say, even considering that Zhong himself is special enough, it can only be said that the contract was barely achieved.
The balance between Zhong and Jin Aqing's survival is very fragile. It can even be said that the deal was made with a little kindness from Chou Lizhi, and it is a complete loss.
Jin Aqing actually took two steps down, "You haven't told me who paid the price yet."
She didn't know why, but she felt nervous. Fortunately, she was still holding her sword in her hand, so she felt somewhat at ease.
She gripped the hilt of the sword, her thumb brushing over the dangling ornaments, the cool texture seeming to seep into the fabric.
Speechless, it opened its mouth and yawned.
There was really no need to talk to Jin Aqing. After all, once she collected the reward this time, she had never met Zhong and would never meet him again.
As for Zhong's soul, it will not be kept like the previous pile of things. It knows better than anyone else that Li'an's kindness is limited. There is no benefit in keeping a remnant soul. It is better to dismantle it and study it. This can barely be considered the value of Zhong.
Jin Aqing was simply endless and refused to leave until she got an answer.
Sword cultivators are all a bunch of stubborn and obstinate people - Suibian deeply experienced this today.
It waved its claws, deciding to get rid of this fragment of the Heavenly Dao: "Zhong, she gave her soul."
——Who is Zhong?
——Why should Zhong help her?
These thoughts flashed through his mind, and by the time Jin Aqing reacted and was about to run up to stop the black cat again, his vision had become so blurred that he could not see clearly.
Drops of water rolled down layer by layer on the flowing moonlight.
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