268 Ten Thousand Mountains Forty-Five
The rapidly moving figure, like a nimble swallow, darted through the golden sea, gathering all the ears of wheat with unparalleled accuracy and speed.
The movements were light and gentle; this was a new crop! She bowed slightly to Ji Xixi, expressing her gratitude.
Ji Xixi said softly, "He Lang, there's no need for that. There are still some here. Every year, we collect these, select the best seeds, and cultivate them slowly. The seeds we have now are already quite good."
A soft "He Lang"—bold, direct, and fiery—was devoid of any affectation. The voice was like a clear spring, bringing a touch of coolness to the sweltering summer day, filling one with joy.
His voice seemed to possess an indescribable charm, like a gentle chant of an ancient ballad, or like a passionate and direct declaration of his existence—simple and straightforward. There was no affectation, no deliberate embellishment, only the most authentic and pure self-expression.
Her clear, slightly shy voice was like a burning flame, both gentle and powerful. It was passionate and full of anticipation for the future, carrying both a direct and bold courage and a childlike innocence.
Then, she gently lowered her head, as if she had made a mistake!
He gently came to her side, softly taking her hand in his. It felt as if he were holding not a pair of earthly hands, but a handful of cotton, light and intangible. The touch was like a spring breeze, passing through her fingers, carrying a delicate, indescribable tenderness.
Those hands were incredibly soft, with slender, long fingers, like jade, appearing warm and translucent in the light. The skin on their hands was as smooth as silk, as if one could see the tiny blood vessels and faint pulse beneath.
At this moment, with the gentlest tenderness, he softly pulled his beloved into his embrace, then gently held Wanqing and Rourou as well. He whispered, "A year from now, if you don't regret it..."
Riding the clouds and riding the wind, each step treading on the void as if on flat ground, like a roc spreading its wings, a figure sped away like a bolt of lightning, quickly heading towards the market.
The setting sun still lingers. The Ten Thousand Mountains are ablaze with red leaves and green trees, shrouded in mist, wildflowers, and flowing streams. The distant peaks and nearby forests are magnificent and mysterious!
After He Chen left, the Ten Thousand Mountains seemed to return to their former life, with birds and beasts returning and starting a new life.
Embracing three people, he soared into the sky as if riding the clouds, his body seemingly carried by the clouds, accompanied by the wind. White clouds were right before his eyes as he continued to ascend, reaching a height of ten thousand feet. He looked down upon the vast mountains.
High above the sky, the light and air currents are within reach and touchable. At this moment, the Hundred Thousand Mountains are incomparably vast, and beyond the Hundred Thousand Mountains, there are endless mountain ranges!
Towering into the clouds, no wonder this world is so difficult to reach; demons and monsters are impossible to eradicate! They hide deep in the mountains, impossible to find.
The view continued forward, the horizon seemingly unfolding in the distance, stretching to the horizon. The distant mountains and clouds seemed to move incredibly slowly, the wind whistling in my ears, strong vortexes of air swirling and roaring, making my clothes flutter violently, as if I were among the immortals.
Her long hair flowed freely, her figure graceful and alluring, mysterious and stunning, her clothes clinging tightly to her body in the wind. Her beautiful features were on full display. The three of them pressed close together, the warm embrace of her chest pressing against their skin. Wanqing whispered, "Chen Lang, you're doing this on purpose, it's so cold!"
At this moment, a warm embrace is needed. Without hesitation, hold on tight. Several people huddle together for warmth, and warmth is instantly passed on!
Looking down upon the Ten Thousand Mountains, the view becomes increasingly clear. Stripped of many details, we step outside the barriers within the mountains and finally glimpse their true form. The Ten Thousand Mountains resemble an ancient behemoth, a avian-like creature.
Such terrifying beings perished here, yet their powerful vitality, or their strange wind magic, continues to seek the desire to live. Their tenacious vitality shows just how alluring longevity is.
Born at only eighteen years old, a year is a period of chaos. Knowing the end of life is also a sad thing. No one wants to wait for death, just like a summer insect or an annual plant.
The black mist and eerie blood underground have disappeared, perhaps continuing to accumulate terrifying power, waiting to be reborn. When they emerge again, they will be as powerful as thunder, as overwhelming as lightning, with boundless power, sacrificing countless lives to maintain their immortality!
The realm of Yama is shrouded in darkness, hell is in chaos, there is no escape for the living, and no way to escape for the dead. Is this the true source of chaos? To be immortal and eternally young is to be a thief, stealing the secrets of heaven. But what one steals is probably not the secrets of heaven, but the lives of one's own descendants and other living beings.
There is no room for underestimation at this moment. From the demonic elephant onwards, these ancient behemoths are real. Whether they are truly dead or quietly awaiting rebirth is unpredictable!
He had a general idea of the situation, but these Hundred Thousand Mountains were so vast and boundless that searching for them would be far too troublesome, not to mention the countless creatures within. No wonder the Holy Emperor had retreated rather than advanced; whether there were other terrifying beings inside remained unknown.
However, these beings probably also have their limitations. Just like how the spiritual energy repelled me in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, these terrifying beings also have their concerns, or perhaps the losses outweigh the gains. After all, in the eyes of heaven and earth, they are all just my living beings.
For example, what's the difference between humans, chickens, ducks, and geese? Aside from the fact that chickens, ducks, and geese are inherently different, to humans, they are all poultry, just meat reserves.
A terrifying tremor arose spontaneously, and a slight unease stirred within him. It seemed that he still needed to be more careful about these Ten Thousand Mountains!
Ji Xixi gently wrapped her arms around his warm, strong waist, and on the other side, she gently embraced Rou Rou. Wan Qing leaned against her lover's arm! At this moment, it was as beautiful as a mirage. White clouds were his servants, the evening breeze his pride, and the mountains his little brother. A scene of twilight, distant mountains, and the wind and clouds sending people home.
With a clear mind, he took a step forward and whispered, "Let's go back!" As soon as he finished speaking, the beauty gently moved closer and held him tighter. Her soft hands tightly embraced his waist.
In an instant, the figure flashed, like an arrow flying swiftly, like a meteor streaking across the sky.
The four people flew rapidly through the air, catching the tail of the setting sun, and quietly arrived at the border. At this moment, the market was bustling with activity.
The secondary city where the military camp is stationed is now beginning to show its general outline. Inside, Yun Baiyi, Heiyi, Zhang Dazhuang, and others are building their own city.
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