Chapter 230

Xun Ruowang couldn't describe how he felt when he heard these words.

Can it only be postponed for fifty years?

Fifty years from now, everything will remain the same, barriers will still be broken, and disasters will still come.

He admitted that he was a little greedy, because the barrier had existed for too long, so long that everyone had gotten used to it. Since he knew the inner world, the textbooks had never mentioned that the barrier might also come to an end.

The barrier has separated the entire world for thousands of years, so the inner world has developed towards the mysterious side, while the surface world has embarked on the path of technology. The two sides have been moving in opposite directions for a long time, and it is impossible to force compatibility in a short period of time.

Perhaps his emotions were fluctuating too violently, Xun Ruowang saw the translucent Qilin staring at him, as if the will of heaven and earth was measuring something through his body.

Then Diwu stepped forward and gently but unyieldingly pulled him behind him. Xun Ruowang then realized that he was shaking, but he was unaware of it.

He heard Diwu ask, "Is it really only possible to postpone it for fifty years?"

Qilin didn't seem to care who answered or asked the question, and just said:

[If nothing unexpected happens, it can last for another 50 years.]

Xun Ruowang was behind the emperor's house at the time. He didn't know how his friend would react, but at least he understood what Qilin meant - fifty years was the limit, not the starting point.

Diwu blocked Qilin's gaze from Xun Ruowang. Xun Ruowang knew that Diwu wanted to give him a chance to sort out his thoughts. He closed his eyes, and when his vision fell into darkness, he could only feel his heart beating violently. Fear was like a spider thread tightening around his heart, entwining layer by layer, and a strong sense of suffocation surged up.

“What is enough?”

After Diwu asked this crucial question, Xun Ruowang couldn't help but open his eyes vaguely. His gaze passed over Diwu's shoulder and saw that the aura of the translucent Qilin, which was similar to "Tao", had faded a lot at this time. There was a gentle calmness in His eyes.

[You, me, him.]

Diwu smiled. Xu Ruowang saw his hands hanging by his side clench and unclench. "Isn't this price too light?"

[The spirits of plants and trees, the consciousness of the demon race, and the luck of the human race, the three coexist and can temporarily mend the cracks in the Dao pattern.]

Diwu sighed: "This really seems like a trap."

Kunlun was established as a sanctuary for humans since its birth. Everything inside and outside is controlled by humans. No matter what the reason, humans will not let any member of the plant tribe enter the forbidden area alone... Everything seems to have been predestined, and there is a will of heaven in the dark.

Qilin did not answer Diwu's question, He just looked at them quietly and peacefully.

Sometimes, silence represents a kind of acquiescence.

"The moment you enter the forbidden area, there is no choice at all." Diwu's voice was very soft, as if he was talking to himself, but also as if he was responding, "What do I need to do?"

[Stay here until the person chosen by destiny arrives fifty years later.]

…

"Old Xun? Old Xun? Why are you so distracted?" Diwu waved his hand in front of Xun Ruowang's eyes, "What are you thinking about?"

"Nothing." Xun Ruowang avoided his probing gaze, "I just thought about something in the past."

"If you must think about the past, just skip these miserable fifty years." Diwu lazily complained, "This is really not a good life for a good tree."

"But..." Diwu patted Yu Tu's shoulder vigorously, "You are finally free!"

"Tu Tu, right?" Diwu rubbed Yu Tu's hair, trying to make it into a chicken nest, and joked, "The burden of saving the world really has to be handed over to the young people!"

Diwu was very happy to see the cubs of his own clan in the last moments, and learned from the cubs that everyone was doing well. It seemed that his soul, which had been separated for a large part, was also doing well.

He was already satisfied.

Qilin had said a long time ago that it could only last for 50 years at most. Regardless of whether the cub had accidentally or intentionally entered the Kunlun forbidden land, he no longer had to make such a cruel "choice".

Diwu thought that perhaps the "person chosen by fate" mentioned by Qilin refers to the right person who will come here in fifty years and bring out the news that the barrier is about to be broken, so that the inner and outer worlds can prepare and face the coming disaster together.

[No one will come back from under the Dao Net.]

Back then, they were restricted by the rules of the Dao Network and had to make a decision immediately. Fortunately, with the intervention of [Mirror], they still managed to "escape" a little.

The Emperor left behind a corner of his soul, most of his cultivation and all his memories; Xun Ruowang sent out a false clone that was condensed with the help of the [Mirror]. A few years later, taking advantage of the fact that the seal of the Kunlun monster had loosened, Xun Ruowang naturally made the false clone, which had long been unable to hold on, completely dissipate.

Because of the constraints of the will of heaven and earth, they could not directly convey to others the news that the barrier was about to be broken, nor could they tell others what they saw and heard in the Kunlun Forbidden Land. They could only hint at it indirectly.

Trapped in the Jianmu world and having to support the barrier, they could clearly feel their energy being drained away and inevitably weakening.

The moment the clone that Xun Ruowang created with the help of the [Mirror] dissipated, it brought him a strong backlash. The backlash did not affect his body, but directly affected his soul.

At that time, Xun Ruowang, who was in great pain, was still joking with the Emperor's House, saying that he had destroyed some information that had better not be circulated again, and added information about the "tree" to some special files. However, it would take a lot of time to sort out all this messy information, and no one knew which unlucky guy would take over the position of director of the Abnormal Affairs Bureau after him.

At that time, Diwu just smiled, and then tried to make this part of his soul more stable. During these days, he also understood that he was indeed the most suitable candidate, just as recorded in the "Classic of Mountains and Seas" -

[There is a tree called Emperor's House. Its leaves are shaped like peppers, but the fruit is red when it is wounded. It can ward off evil.]

The world of Jianmu after death is indeed a very dangerous place.

They stayed like this in the darkness without knowing the difference between day and night, and their age. Apart from a slightly increasing sense of weakness, they could not sense anything. It was like putting a living person in a coffin covered with black cloth, and clearly feeling themselves slowly approaching death.

Perhaps ten years had passed, perhaps twenty years had passed, or perhaps even longer, but Di Wu could no longer communicate with Xun Ruowang. His soul had become a complete phantom and could only attach itself to Xun Ruowang's body and use his senses to feel the world.

Therefore, the occasional exchanges and brief banter also disappeared in time.

The spirits of plants and trees, the consciousness of the demon race, and the luck of the human race depend on each other and coexist with each other. When the spirits of plants and trees and the luck of the human race are both weak, the Qilin, as the consciousness of the demon race, bears most of the pressure. So after making the decision to postpone, they rarely see the Qilin again.

Almost all of Qilin's power was used to repair the cracks in the barrier, and even the translucent appearance was extremely difficult to maintain. After the demise of the [Mirror], the pressure increased dramatically.

Diwu didn't know whether what they did was futile and ridiculous, but if you asked him whether he regretted it, at least he didn't regret it.

Because he was distracted, he stopped suppressing the cub, and Diwu found that his hand was quickly pulled down by the cub named "Yu Tu".

Diwu smiled and said, "For the sake of your poor clan leader who hasn't been outside for fifty years, can you tell me about the outside world?"

The seemingly bullied and soft-tempered cub glared at him angrily, then sighed like a little adult and said in a stern manner, "Chief, whether you have memories or not, your personality hasn't changed at all!"

"Oh~" Diwu raised his eyebrows, "Thank you for the compliment!"

Then he saw that the cub was about to write the word "helpless" on his forehead.

Diwu burst out laughing. It was rare for him to feel so happy in the past fifty years. "How about you tell me about the dark history of the other kids?"

He counted on his fingers, "Zhibao, Junjun, Xiaojing... has any of the children transformed?"

When he chose to stay, the children of the Plant Clan were still small seedlings and had not grown up yet.

He asked this with the same casual relief he had when he'd agreed to pay "enough" to delay the barrier.

Yu Tu looked at the strange yet familiar patriarch in front of him, and suddenly felt a mixture of emotions, and an overwhelming sadness.

Life in the Imperial House of the Plant Clan was not as good as he said; everything was embellished and embellished. How could one live well if a part of the soul was missing?

For every question asked by Di Wu in front of him, corresponding memories would emerge in Yu Tu's mind. He wanted to tell these memories one by one to comfort the patriarch for his fifty years of pain, but he couldn't.

He didn't quite understand the meaning of the golden light net, but he could vaguely feel that this net would not last long. It was not enough to support his endless nonsense, nor was it enough to support them to play around for a few more minutes.

Yu Tu was pulling at his hair. His hands were actually shaking a little, but no one could see it.

He exhaled slowly, raised his head bravely, and met Qilin's gaze—the kind of gaze that seemed to see through a person and expose all secrets.

"Senior Qilin." Yu Tu's voice was very calm. After all, he had experienced bking several times, and he was already skilled in suppressing inappropriate reactions and thoughts in his heart. "Can I talk to you alone? I didn't get here by mistake. You chose me."

Yu Tu did not look away. He could clearly feel that in Qilin's eyes as they looked into each other's, the part that belonged to Qilin was gradually fading away, and the essence of "Tao" was emerging.

Yu Tu blinked his eyes which looked a little sour due to extreme nervousness, and made a silent mouth shape to Qilin - that was his heaviest weight.

He said...

[Are you Tianyan? ]