[Ancient Sword 2] The sea

The Goddess of Wushan lay quietly on the cold stone couch, falling into a deep sleep amidst strands of mournful spiritual power. Countless hours passed through her slightly closed eyes without leaving a single trace.The lotus-shaped altar is covered with clumps of moss, and the growth is particularly gratifying.Fragments of light green fluorescence danced around the goddess of Wushan, and from time to time, a few faint lights fell into the deep water under the altar, and then flowed to an unknown distance.

In the darkness, there was only a light green fluorescent thing hanging in the air, with a shallow crack in the middle.Jieyun remembered that he passed away again, and even the last hurried face of Shennong still lingered in his mind.Human life is precious, and it is impossible for the resurrection to happen again and again, so this should be the place where the soul returns after death?

Thinking of this, Jie Yun calmed down and knelt down on the spot.If this is really the destination of all souls, as long as she keeps waiting, she may be able to see her parents who left early in her previous life.I used to be sick and weak, not only did not fulfill the filial piety of a child, but also dragged down my parents a lot. If we can really meet again, I really have to apologize to my parents.Perhaps, at this time, she had not yet been born, and her parents had no idea that they would have a sick daughter in the future.

Jieyun sat on the ground, savoring the short time in this life and the previous life, and suddenly realized how happy the life that usually seemed boring was now, like a colorful dream.She sat there, sometimes smiling, sometimes frowning.

It seemed like a moment had passed, and it seemed like thousands of years had passed, Jieyun broke away from his own thoughts, and when his finger touched something, a familiar breath surged along his finger.A large group of Shennong's blood was condensed into the purest crystal, which shimmered under her touch.The vitality of the divine blood combined with the healing power of Ganmu and Dragon's Blood Grass, just a little leakage made Jie Yun feel a burst of relief.Reminiscent of the process of God Nu Wa's creation of man, then God Shen Nong must have put his own blood into his body.

Jieyun looked up at the light green "bright moon", which should be her real body - Zhaoming Jianxin.It turned out that this was not the place where the dead returned, and I stayed here for a long time.If he had known earlier, wouldn't he have gone out long ago?

The divine blood crystals vibrated in his hands, as if they were about to fly away.Jieyun opened his palm, held up the crystal, watched it rise higher and higher, and finally melted into the shattered heart of the sword as thousands of strands.Jie Yun felt his body lighten, as if some heavy shackles had been removed, and he couldn't stop rising higher and higher.

The coldness coming from her body made her frown a little uncomfortably, and it was only later that she realized that she had the feeling of being alive again.

She is back again?

Fragmented light shone down from the dome, illuminating a dark tomb.Some exquisite funerary objects were scattered on the altar, which had rusted and rotted due to the age.Jie Yun touched the armband that she didn't have on her hand before she fell asleep. After thousands of years, only it was still as clean as new.Jie Yun took it off gently, and found a line of small characters on the inside of the gold armband, which was vaguely written by Si You.

Jieyun put on the armbands with a calm expression, and used Zhaoming's divine power to open the stone gate as hard as a dragon's armor, and strolled in the corridors of murals full of stories about Wushan goddesses playing in Wushan.The stone wall has become extremely fragile under the erosion of water vapor, and the paint has almost fallen off. Only those fuzzy scratches clearly show Shennong's endless regret for the early death of his beloved daughter.

While stepping on the balcony, the boulder at the corner of the platform sensed the breath, and was quickly covered with a layer of hazy golden light. The densely packed divine scriptures connected end to end, it was just a touching eulogy.An old voice came.

"...The living will end sometimes, but the dead will never be recovered... In this vast world, everything has an end, birth, old age, sickness and death, joys and sorrows, even immortals, there is no exception...

This voice...is Shen Nong God! ?

"Alas... the moon can still be full, the ice can still be frozen, and the rest of the Wushan Goddess... will sleep here forever, never to be seen again...

"Back then... when the Heavenly Pillar was overthrown, the earth's creatures withered. The earth emperor Nuwa used the soil as a substance to draw the soul of life into it, and new humans and beasts were born. However, the earth's creatures are infinite, even though Nuwa has great power , and gradually became exhausted. Therefore, Yu tried to find another way to create life, so he used the bones of evil spirits to create a fairy body, but he still couldn't make it have emotions...

"At this time, the divine sword Zhaoming collapsed, and by coincidence, Yu noticed that the sword's heart seemed to be turning into a spirit...

"It's a pity that the sword heart has been broken and is no longer the same. Yu asked Fuxi for the sword heart, put it together with divine power, and put it into the body of the immortal. Since then, the immortal has the consciousness of the seven emotions, just like ordinary people...

"The goddess is beautiful and intelligent, and is deeply loved by the gods... It is a pity that replacing the soul with the heart of the sword and going against the natural law is not a long-term solution... Perhaps because of the ups and downs of the goddess, the heart of the sword in the goddess is scattered again...

"I can't do anything to remedy it, but I can only sit back and watch it exhausted and die...with the snap of my fingers, I made it born and then died again.

In the end, did Father God actually regret it...

"...After the goddess died, Yu Nian and his nostalgia for the vegetation in Wushan during his lifetime sealed the "Third Age Mirror" that can recall memories into this stone. With the help of divine power, based on the goddess's previous memories, he built the tomb of the goddess in Wushan Mountain ..."

Jieyun turned to the familiar scenery around him, and at a glance, he saw the shining, bright and solitary viburnum tree, which was so vivid in the dark blue.The last time I saw it was a small sapling, but now it has grown so big.I saw the viburnum tree blooming, Siyou, where are you?

Based on all kinds of thoughts in life... Then, they are all fake, and even this tree planted with Si You is actually the one I want to see the most?So what happened to the real viburnum tree?

"I hope that he will be resurrected from death, and flow eastward forever... I will stay here with a ray of spiritual thought, and I wish to experience the vicissitudes of life together, and regret it with all my heart...

"I am saddened by the life and death of my husband in the world. I will not be replaced by a hundred bodies, and I will never be redeemed... You have no soul, no soul, and it is difficult to reach the spring town. I don't know where you belong? If you have a soul, would you like to tell me?

I'm not dead Father God, I just slept a little longer...

"...Shangxiang, my daughter." Naturally, it was impossible for a ray of divine sense to answer.

Jie Yun couldn't help covering her face, tears streaming down her fingers.

She wanted to go out, to see her viburnum tree that was sealed together with the palace, to find Si You and Shen Nong, and to tell them that I was still there, instead of staying in this tomb full of memories.

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