Tianwei Chapter 222: One Day, One Thousand Years
Immediately afterwards, a black light descended from the sky and flew far towards the northwest.
What's going on? I asked in surprise.
The old Taoist turned around and looked, then shook his head and said: I don’t know.
It seems that besides the Black Mountain Old Monster, there are other creatures alive near Kunlun. The old man from Yuanling glanced at the shadowy figure, then looked at the sky that was about to burn in the back, and said: Let's leave here.
Leaving now? I felt a little regretful. I finally got in, and now I have to leave.
If you run into any monster, can you handle it? The old man from Yuanling glared and said: If you don't want to die here, hurry up and leave. I don't want to stay in this shabby place for even a second!
The Taoist priest did not object, he nodded. These two big shots were leaving, what else could I say, I could only ask: How do we leave?
The old Taoist looked at me and said: This time, you will take us away.
Me? This is shocking. What ability do I have to take them out?
Have you forgotten your Taoism? The old Taoist said calmly: It is not difficult for you to open a door with your will and lead us out of Kunlun.
I touched my nose, feeling a little uneasy. Although I knew that the Eight Ropes Method was based on willpower, could I successfully ?
The Taoist priest, the old man from Yuanling, and Zhaguyi all looked at me. In this situation, even though I was nervous, I could only grit my teeth and give it a try.
It will work! I encouraged myself secretly, then pointed to the air with one hand and shouted softly: Chengtian!
In a few blinks of an eye, the Dao power in my body all rushed to my fingertips. I felt like a thousand-pound stone was hanging on my fingers. Not only was it difficult to lift, but it was also shaking. There seemed to be a point in front of me. As long as I touched it with my fingertips, I could open the door to the human world. But my fingers were frighteningly heavy. Suddenly, the image of the Jiuqiu clan carrying two people on their backs on the mountain appeared in my mind. They had already gone to deal with my mother. Could it be that I couldn't even open a door?
This suddenly made me feel ruthless. I gritted my teeth and pointed my finger forward, shouting: Go!
When my fingertips touched something, I felt like I was touching something. It was soft, like water, but I couldn't touch it through. At the same time, a soft "dong" sounded in my ears.
In the void, ripples appeared, and a green vortex quickly expanded before my eyes. From the vortex, I seemed to smell the fragrance of grass and soil, which was the smell of the human world.
I was so happy that I turned around and was about to shout "success". But I was kicked in the butt and immediately heard the voice of the old man from Yuanling: You talk so much nonsense, you deserve to be kicked.
I stumbled and staggered forward a few steps, almost falling face first. I fumbled around and finally managed to steady myself. When I looked up, I saw mountains and dense forests all around. Birds and animals chirped in my ears from time to time. Everything felt so familiar and intimate to me.
However, the sound coming from the back of my head made me feel less harmonious.
You stinky boy, you have enough power to cook porridge, yet you dare to look around. I will give you a good beating someday to let you know what cultivation is.
I turned my head and saw the old man from Yuanling mumbling, but I could only smile awkwardly. This old man was much older than me, so what could he do if he said a few words? Moreover, the death of the two witchcraft old men must have made him very depressed.
Here... you are really good at choosing a place, the old Taoist priest looked at me and said.
"Huh? What's wrong?" I asked quickly.
It won't be long before we reach Yuanling County. Next time you better aim better and send me back to my room, or I'll kick your ass a few more times! The old man from Yuanling snorted and walked ahead.
I couldn't help but stick out my tongue and send you back to your room. I might as well send you directly to the bed. This old man, the older he gets, the weirder his temper becomes.
Back in Yuanling County, it was still the same as before. The old man from Yuanling knew too many people, or rather, too many people who knew him. As the old man walked on the road, people kept greeting him. Everyone was smiling and respectful. It was obvious that the old man had a high prestige in this small county.
Walking on the road, the old man said with some pride: I first came here in 1954, and now I have lived here for nearly 70 years. Not to mention these young boys, even those old men are not many older than me. We are the lineage of Lao Si, but... Hey? Nianxi! Nianxi!
As the old man spoke, he suddenly shouted at the top of his lungs. I looked up and saw Yang Zongxu ordering people to carry a few wine jars out of the store.
"Oh, Dad!" Hearing the old man's call, Yang Zongxu raised his head, his face full of surprise. He immediately ran over and looked up and down at the old man from Yuanling.
Look at the fart! I'm not dead... Oh, no, that doesn't mean I'm nothing! You bastard! The old man from Yuanling went up and slapped him.
Yang Zongxu leaned his head forward, with a look of grievance on his face, but then he immediately said happily: Dad, I'm glad you're okay! I'm glad you're okay!
What? Just because the poisonous insects of those two old guys are broken, you think I am dead too! The old man Yuanling said unhappily.
Of course not, of course not. Yang Zongxu looked happy, then with a complicated expression: Those two, really...
The old man from Yuanling nodded, sighed and said: It’s my fault, I couldn’t...Oh, forget it, let’s talk about this later. What are you doing here?
Buy some wine, the wine cellar wasn't drunk by that thing... Oh, right! Yang Zongxu suddenly looked at me and said with a look of shock: Tianyou, it's my brother who is sorry for you. Those two little guys suddenly ran away, and I couldn't find them for a long time...
It's okay, it's okay, they are coming to find me, I said quickly.
Oh? Yang Zongxu looked at me in surprise, then nodded and said: That's good, I've felt guilty for several months, and I almost...
What months? Are you confused? The old man from Yuanling slapped him again.
Huh? Yang Zongxu was slapped, but he still looked at the old man with a puzzled look on his face.
Look... uh, what are you looking at! The old man from Yuanling suddenly changed his words and said: We have only been gone for a few days, how come you say it has been a few months? If I had walked a few more days, would you have told people that I have lived for a hundred years?
Huh? The confusion on Yang Zongxu's face became more obvious. He looked at the old man from Yuanling, then at us, and then hesitantly asked cautiously: You, have you only been gone for a few days?
Bullshit! The old man from Yuanling was about to slap him again, but Yang Zongxu quickly stepped back and said, "Dad, I'm not lying. You've really been gone for a few months. Up to now, I've calculated... uh, it should be the seventy-ninth day? It's been such a long time, even grandpa has nothing to say. If you don't believe me, go back and ask him!"
What the hell! The old man from Yuanling snorted and said: I'm not confused, I don't know how many days I've been gone! Stop talking nonsense to me, kid, tell me! Is it...
Senior. The old Taoist suddenly spoke from behind. When the old man from Yuanling turned around, he hesitated for a moment, then said: As the old saying goes, a day in the mountains is a thousand years in the world. We went to Kunlun, maybe...
The old man from Yuanling was stunned for a moment, then he turned to look at Yang Zongxu: Was it really seventy-nine days?
Really, really! Yang Zongxu nodded repeatedly.
Damn it... The old man from Yuanling cursed with a stunned face.
No one knew who he was scolding because we were all shocked by this incident.
It took at most six days from leaving Yuanling to returning. But now someone told us that seventy-nine days had passed? It was impossible for the days at the Unfrozen Spring to cause such a strange situation. The only explanation was Kunlun. But if the time of Kunlun was inconsistent with that of the outside world, what about the underworld? We stayed in the underworld for a long time, so how come nothing happened?
The old Taoist also gave an answer to this doubt: the lock of the fiefdom has not been broken , and the reincarnation of the heavenly law has not yet started. In this case, perhaps the recovery of the underworld will be much faster than we thought.
The old Taoist looked at me and said: Even with the Eight Ropes, it will be very difficult to enter the underworld again in the future. Ancient books record that only gods, ghosts and creatures can enter the underworld, but we entered there as mortals, which is obviously inconsistent with what the ancient books say. Now it seems that there is an answer to all this.
I couldn't help but be silent. What the old Taoist said made a lot of sense. But in this case, wouldn't my mother's opening of the fiefdom's lock cause a chain reaction?
I remembered that the Taoist had previously speculated that the gods were born from Kunlun. If a day in Kunlun is really equivalent to a year on earth, then after a few dozen or a hundred years, will the ancient mythological era reappear? With my physical condition, I can at least live to 70 or 80 years old. Fifty years later, can I see the collision between human technology and the ancient gods?
It was so sci-fi…I suddenly felt dizzy.
Could it be that the Eight-threaded Ancestor sealed the heaven and earth so that humans would no longer be looked down upon by the gods? If so, then everything my mother did was completely contrary to what the ancestor did.
No wonder my grandfather was so angry. Even when he died, he didn’t mention my mother at all.
Now the people from all the Miao villages are waiting at home to confirm whether the news of the broken Gu worm is true or false. Dad, what happened after you left? Yang Zongxu asked with a puzzled look on his face.
This is a long story, let’s talk about it when we get back. The old man from Yuanling looked slightly bitter, and he stepped forward with a sigh.
Yang Zongxu asked people to carry the wine jars with us. I walked side by side with him and asked curiously: Brother Yang, has so many days really passed?
Of course, why would I lie to you? Yang Zongxu said confidently.
I said "oh" and asked again: What happened during this period of time?
There are many things, and it is hard to explain them all at once. For example, the Xingluo chess lineage, after they suffered heavy losses in the battle in the underworld, they suddenly dug out the Xingluo real chess pieces handed down from their ancestors. Now they are looking for the Xingluo chessboard all over the world, causing a lot of trouble.
We walked and talked, and soon arrived at the door of the old house. The yard was noisy, and I knew there were many people. Without saying a word, the old man Yuanling pushed the door open and walked in. When I followed him in, I saw a little boy who looked about six or seven years old, leaning against the wall at the door, looking over here.
When the little boy saw me looking at him, a look of panic appeared on his face and he immediately retracted his head.
This child is really curious. I shook my head and walked into the yard.
