[Shading the Sky] When everyone switches bodies

A purple-brown mountain soared into the sky, like a big sword piercing the sky. It was huge and steep, as if polished from dull purple gold.On its body, there are many knife marks and sword wounds, full of the taste of years.

Nine mountains stretch across the blood-colored land, like dragons winding around Purple Mountain.

With a flash of light, a man in white stepped out. In front of this mountain full of ancient atmosphere, he was like a god descending, full of vitality, in stark contrast to this ancient mountain.

He is as rich as jade, with sword eyebrows and bright eyes, and he is full of heroism. The morning glow sprinkled on his body, like a dream or a fantasy, and his snow-white clothes fluttered with the wind.

He was originally looking for an ancient artifact, which was left by his ancestor Emperor Hengyu. It was a weapon he used in his early years, but he didn't know where it was lost.When he learned of its whereabouts, he came out to look for it, but he didn't want to find this mountain.

The man in white stood in front of the mountain, looking at it, his eyes were shining brightly, he was a little surprised, his hands moved lightly, and something was evolving.Not long after, he disappeared in a flash and disappeared into the mountains.

In the mountain world, he saw the bones left by his predecessors, some of which had been dead for decades, and the bones were like jade; some had been dead for thousands of years, and the bones were glowing with silver light.He passed through the natural Taiji map, carried the peerless sword energy, and entered the interior of Zishan.

A palace stands in front, carved from ancient jade, and at the end, there are more than a dozen steps of blood jade, leading to a deep cave.

On the purple stone wall, he saw the handwriting left by the predecessors. The owners of the handwriting were strong or weak, male or female, and they all called this place the Magic Mountain.

The man in white engraved a line of words on the stone wall, with powerful strokes and a sense of Dao rhyme, like a god standing in front of him: The god king Jiang Taixu strayed into the magic mountain and decided to take a peek.

Inside Zishan, there are misty purple flowers flowing, hazy, like a fairyland.

Faintly, there is a magical power calling, which is hard to resist.As a Dacheng God King, he can resist, but this vicious place makes him have a bad premonition.

The result was really in his premonition.After he searched all over the world in the mountain, he knew where it was, and also understood that this place was a world of its own, and he could only enter but not exit.

For 2000 years, the vicissitudes of life, generation after generation of people died, and generation after generation were born, but he was trapped in this square inch, wandering between life and death, unable to escape for a long time.

Time no longer makes sense here.The same purple mountain, the same scenery, the same ancient creatures, no light, the whole world in the mountain is very dark.

Inside Zishan, there were too many ancient creatures sleeping, which caused him a lot of trouble and made him dying several times.He was sanctified, but he still couldn't get out, and was trapped in the dojo of a great emperor.

Colorful clouds... In the lonely purple mountains, he often thinks of that woman, walking together, walking in the sunset, living together for 4000 years, and dying together... so far away, it seems like a lifetime away.

However, it is his only consolation at this moment, otherwise, how would he survive the 2000 long years in this small space.

……

The clear sky is as blue as washing, with white clouds one after another, wisps of celestial light, peaceful and peaceful, but the ground is full of cracks, like spider webs.Apparently, there has just been a major war here.

The man stood with his hands behind his back, with a slender figure, wearing a golden feather coat, black hair shawl, and a majestic heroic posture, like an insurmountable mountain.He looked into the distant sky and sighed, his face was a little tired.

For 10,000+ years, his battle with the Immortal Emperor lasted for 10,000+ years.From Zishan, from Beidou, to the strange world, he has confronted the Immortal Emperor for 10,000+ years, and he is really tired.

Fighting, serious injuries, healing, calculations... 10,000+ years, repeating these things will make everyone tired.

In the strange world, there are not many people, all of them are above the emperor level.It's too open here, there is no warmth and laughter, no wind, frost, rain and dew, nothing, just like in the dark starry sky, lonely and cold.

He closed his eyes, thinking about many things in the past, and also thinking about the puppy he took in in his later years... It is still in Zishan, sealed by him with a divine source, and will not come out until the golden age.

This strange world is really too cold and lonely.

He made a move suddenly, sending out a sharp blow, like the roar of a drum, shaking the strange world.He constructed a passage, trying to communicate with Zishan.

There is suppression in the strange world, and the stronger the person, the greater the suppression.Since he entered here, it is difficult to return to the human world, unless he breaks into the fairyland with a strong posture.

He saw Xiao Hei, it was still sleeping, its black fur was like satin, beside it, Gu Tianshu was also sleeping.Zishan is also lonely.He didn't try to wake either the man or the dog, because they were in a deep sleep.

His gaze turned elsewhere, sweeping every inch of Zishan.Zishan has not changed, only dozens of bones have been added, and a Yuan Tianshi who hid in to avoid disaster has also been added.

In addition, there is a man in white who seems to be missing someone, his eyes are a little dim, and he looks very lonely.

On the stone wall, he saw the words left by the man in white, which fit his temperament - God King Jiang Taixu.

Those were words left 2000 years ago. Obviously, the man in white was trapped in Zishan, and it has been 2000 years.

Soon, the ancient creatures woke up, and they were several ancient kings.They were in the source of the gods, and they shot at the man in white who had just been sanctified, and each launched a few strongest blows, making his injuries worse.

Inside Zishan, there is no aura of heaven and earth. If there is an injury on the body, it will be difficult to recover.The white-clothed man was wounded, and his vitality and blood were depleted. Naturally, he was no match for this group of ancient kings.

There was suppression in the strange world, and he couldn't attack through it, so he couldn't save the man in white.He spoke softly, and his voice passed through the passage and echoed in the purple mountain: "Turn left and enter the rock wall, and it will be safe there."

In the silent purple mountain, this sentence is like a stone stirring up a thousand waves.The Taikoo kings stopped attacking, confused, and one of the kings transmitted his voice: "Is it Gu Tianshu, the sage who guarded Wushi's tomb?"

The man in white didn't hesitate, and according to his words, he arrived at his destination.Inside the rock wall, the Taikoo King's attack cannot reach it.

"It should be him." Another king sent out a spiritual thought: "Except for that person, the ancient emperor mountain is all our people."

"If it's him..." An ancient king whispered, seemingly hesitant, and said through voice transmission: "Since he wants to protect this person, then we can only forget it now, otherwise, we must wake up the Lord."

"There's no point in waking up your lord in order to kill a newly sanctified person." The ancient kings fell silent, and Zishan returned to silence.

……

In the rock wall, the man in white said softly: "Thank you senior for saving me." He paused, seemed a little excited, and asked again: "Where is senior? Can you meet me, let's go out together."

It's been 2000, and he met another living person, and he is a powerful monk. Maybe, he can go out and leave here.

Anyone who stays in this wretched place for 2000 years, is separated from his lover and family, and his life is threatened day and night, will be eager to leave.

But not long after, he was disappointed, because the other party was silent for a while, and told him frankly: "I'm trapped, I can't get out, and I can't help you. Even if I tell you to break the law here, you have no ability to break it." open it."

Even if he knew how to break through the trap carved by a great emperor himself, no one in today's world can truly break through it.

"Where is senior?" He was a little disappointed, but he regained his spirit quickly, and asked again: "Can I help you?" If we can help that person out of trouble, the two of us may be able to get out of Zishan with our joint efforts.

That person only answered him with four words: "You are too weak." He didn't talk, because he felt that the other party was not teasing him, but that he was really too weak for that person.

This is quite shocking. After all, he is already a saint. In the post-desolate ancient times, a powerful man is a strong man, and Xiansan is a peerless master, let alone a saint. It is rare to have a few in the entire Big Dipper.

Since they met each other, the two chatted a few words every now and then, which was considered to relieve boredom and spend this lonely time together.As they got to know each other better, the two talked more and more.

When the two are idle and bored, they will play chat chess, build a chessboard in their minds, replace Reversi with words, land on the chessboard, and play fiercely.

He played countless games of chess, almost all of which he lost, but his chess skills became more and more exquisite.Every time, he felt that he would win the next game. Although this was an illusion, it didn't affect him.

"No more games, I win every time, no challenge." In the end, that person refused, not wanting to continue the game.

But he was unwilling, and said almost forcefully: "No, I want to win you once. I always feel that I can win the next game."

"Haven't given up yet?" The man chuckled and agreed.Sure enough, he won the next game, and it was very difficult to win, but he always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't detect it, and couldn't find what was wrong.

Did that person release the water?He thought back carefully, but found no loopholes, the chessboard was perfect, and the fighting was cruel.

"You won, are you satisfied?" The man smiled, his voice was very gentle: "I have never lost since I became a master of chess."

At this moment, he finally gave up. That person's chess skills are already so high that he can't even notice if you put water on him. What else is there to play?

After not playing chess, sometimes, the two will discuss practice; sometimes, they will talk about the past and the present; sometimes, they will chat.

"The ocean is undulating, the water is blue and the sky is blue, and several sword peaks rise into the clouds..." The man said softly, describing what he saw, and describing the scenery in words.

As for him, he will talk about the past, because he is in the purple mountain, and he can't encounter new things at all, so he can only rely on memories.After that person's narration, he also understood the difference between the two.

That man was trapped in a strange world, hunted and killed by many creatures in it, and often seriously injured like him.Therefore, the two often could not get in touch, sometimes for more than ten days, sometimes for three to five months, sometimes for a year or two.

He tried to find it, and even ventured out of the rock wall, but failed every time. The strange world that trapped that person did not seem to be in the Purple Mountain.

Three years passed in a blink of an eye.Since the two met, this was the longest time that person disappeared. It was so long that he was a little worried, afraid that something might happen to him.

The fourth year passed.Inside Zishan, day and night are the same, there is nothing to prove the time.He can only estimate, estimate the approximate time.

Another year passed.Finally, when he was about to give up, that person sent another message, different from the usual words, this time he used his divine sense to transmit his current situation.

He was surprised and said: "A pheasant is chasing and killing you? You were seriously injured, and it took you several years to recuperate to recover?" At this moment, he also breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that the person was safe and sound.

"I'm roasting it now." The man chuckled and transmitted the sound, as if the voice was right next to his ear: "The wings are golden and buttery, sprinkle some seasonings, and serve with a few holy fruits, it's delicious."

He was a little speechless, and said after a long time: "Stop talking, I haven't eaten for 3000 years." Yes, it's been 3000 years, and the two have known each other for 1000 years.

"It's a pity, you can't eat it." The man was silent for a while, and then came a divine thought: "If we can meet, I will treat you to a top-notch meal, which is unique in the world."

He smiled immediately, and asked leisurely, "Roasted pheasant?" After the person's description, he only wanted to eat roasted pheasant now, with its golden wings and the tangy aroma...

"Of course not." The man vetoed.

……

The fairy air is lingering, and the sun is shining.By the edge of a turquoise lake, the man changed into white clothes, his black hair fell on his shoulders, and with a slight smile on his face, he said softly, "It's a roasted phoenix."

Roast the old phoenix, the emperor.

Soon, he heard the surprised words of the man in white: "Is it a descendant of Phoenix? I used to eat it several times when I was in the Jiang family."

He replied with a smile through voice transmission: "How could the top-notch meal I treated you to be a descendant of impure blood?"

"But how can there be real dragons and phoenixes in this world?" The man in white asked back.

He didn't answer. After all, he couldn't tell the truth. He couldn't roast the emperor, right?That would be scary.

For 1000 years, he'd been breaking the Strange World, causing it to bounce back and fortifying its defenses.

Now, although he can barely open a channel, he can't see the situation of Zishan clearly. He can only comprehend and communicate with spiritual thoughts.

He suddenly asked via voice transmission: "Are you still wearing white clothes?" Just after asking, he chuckled lightly, what did you mean by this question?When did he go to pay attention to people's clothes?

But he had to admit that the white clothes were very suitable for Jiang Taixu.

"It's white clothes, how about you?" asked the man in white clothes over there.

He smiled and said frankly through voice transmission: "I used to be a golden feather coat, but now I am dressed in white just like you. That's because you are very handsome in white clothes."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he immediately felt something was wrong.

After paying attention to the other party's clothes, he ran to pay attention to the other party's appearance?Although, Jiang Taixu is indeed very handsome, but he still regards the peerless beauty as a fleeting cloud, how can he pay attention to the appearance?

Moreover, is it the appearance of a man?

"How can I find you?" The man in white asked again: "You come to me every time, but this time, five or six years have passed, and there is no news from you." Yes, waiting is not easy.

After all, no one knows whether the wait will never end.

"It was my fault this time. From now on, I will tell you first before healing." He smiled and said, "Actually, don't worry about me, I won't die so easily."

On the contrary... Jiang Taixu was trapped in the Purple Mountain, without spiritual nourishment, even if he became a saint, he would have a day of exhaustion, and his life was even shorter than ordinary saints.

"You and I are the same. We are trapped in a certain place, and we can be together every day." The man in white replied with a bit of ease.So far, no complaints.

"Yeah, it won't be long." He whispered, seemingly lonely.He is in the strange world, he is powerful, and his lifespan is still very long, but Jiang Taixu's time is not long, and his vitality is about to be exhausted.

He said softly: "I'll teach you some life-support techniques." He lowered his eyes and murmured: "Stay with me every day is a day."

He abided by the agreement, no matter how serious the injury was, he would open a channel to inform the man in white of his current situation, how long it would take to heal his injury, and how long it would take for the two to communicate again.

After 500 years, the situation has become more and more difficult, and after all, an accident happened.The Immortal Emperor led all the emperors to encircle and suppress him. He killed a bloody road and was dying himself. There was no time to open the channel to send messages, so he could only find a remote place to recuperate.

At that time, his consciousness had been blurred, and he almost fell into a coma. He could only use his last bit of strength to cover up his breath, so that he could take in the immortal energy to nourish his body, and fell into a deep sleep.

Years passed, year after year passed.

……

In the blink of an eye, 300 years have passed.In the Purple Mountain, on this day, the man in white woke up and asked softly, "Are you still there?" In recent years, his aura has become weaker and weaker, and he has been trapped by the Purple Mountain to this day. He will eventually run out of fuel and die at any time .

For hundreds of years, that person disappeared for hundreds of years without a word or news.

are you there?

At the beginning, every few days, such a sentence came from the rock wall; then, it was extended to ask every one or two months; finally, it became a question every few years.

From "are you there" to "are you still there".But no surprise, no one ever answered, no one responded to him.

The time he slept in was getting longer and longer, and he could no longer accurately calculate how many years had passed, he only felt that it was endless.

It was so long that he doubted... that person was his hallucination from the very beginning, the person he imagined in his solitude.

In 4000, he was trapped by Zishan for more than 4000 years.From high-spirited and rising like the sun, to depressed and dying.

In fact, he has already realized that the person had an accident, and it was agreed that he would be summoned. Now that this happened, it means that the person is likely to die.

Originally, he was still holding on to hope, thinking that maybe that person was too seriously injured to deliver the news to him, but after waiting for hundreds of years, the hope has been lost, and the answer is getting closer and closer: death.

Day after day passed, year after year passed, and he never waited for that person, but met a living person again.

It was a young man who was only in the realm of the other side. He entered the Purple Mountain in order to find the Yuantian Book and to break the curse of the Eucharist.

It has been more than 4000 years, he has persisted for so long, after so many years, he will still die in the Purple Mountain after all.

The last ray of hope is gone.In order not to let the nine secrets be cut off, he spread the word "Dou Zijue", and he has no worries since then.

"Senior, what can I do to help you?" When the boy asked this sentence, he suddenly remembered that he had asked that person the same thing.

But the words were still in his ears, but the person was already... With infinite melancholy, he gathered up some strength, opened his mouth lonely, and said the four words that person had replied to him: You are too weak.

You are too weak... four words that make people feel helpless.

Not long after passing on Dou Zijue, he was exhausted and passed out.At that moment, he knew in his heart that he should never wake up from this sleep, and the last consciousness left in his mind was that the person missed the appointment.

It was agreed that a summons would be sent and he would be informed of the current situation, but hundreds of years had passed, and he still hadn't waited.

Since you will not keep the promise, why did you promise in the first place?When, at the beginning, for, why, want, promise, promise? !

It's just that he didn't expect that he would wake up again. The reason was that the young man, since he got the Ninth Secret from him, knew the favor, told the Jiang family news, and rescued him with the help of the world.

Lying in the Hualong Pond in the city of God, he looked at his unfamiliar clansmen, feeling a little sad and regretful in his heart.

So what if it's too weak?Ye Fan, who was less than four poles, was also weak, but he still rescued him. Who can be sure that he couldn't rescue that person?

But it was too late, the two had different paths of life and death, even, they had known each other for more than 2000 years, but they had never really met each other, nor had they introduced each other's identities.

——If we can meet, I will treat you to a top-notch meal, which is unique in the world.

It's just a pity that the two never met.

……

The celestial light spread like ripples, and in the crystal jade, the man recovered from his wounds and woke up, his blood was surging like the sun, his heroic posture was majestic, and his power was unrivaled.

How many years have passed?He clenched his fist and swung it out, blasting away the strange world with the strongest posture, reaching out his divine sense, looking for the man in white.

Because of being backlashed by the strange world, he can no longer see the internal situation of Zishan clearly, so he can only use his spiritual sense to sense Zishan from the inside to the outside.

He sensed many creatures, including ancient creatures and Gu Tianshu, but there was no man in white, nor his breath of life.Once upon a time, the rock wall where the man in white lived was lifeless, with no living organisms.

This means that he came late, and that God King is already dead?Otherwise, why is there no life there?

In fact, this is also reasonable, before he was seriously injured and fell asleep, he already knew that Jiang Taixu was exhausted and his life energy was about to be cut off.

For hundreds of years, how can a person who has run out of fuel survive?

The grief in his heart was hard to describe, he raised his head to the sky and screamed, the emperor's power swept across the world, sweeping across the entire strange world, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered, and the avenue wailed, just like the scene of doomsday.

However, it's too late, even if he uses all kinds of means, is unparalleled in the world, looks down on the eternity and is the only one, he can't resurrect a single person.

If you miss it, it cannot be recovered.It's ridiculous, even if he is invincible in ancient and modern times, and has the power to sweep away everything, it's useless, he can't save people, and he can't turn back time.

Finally, he sat down cross-legged, took out the Immemorial Liuguang Qin, and jumped on the strings with both hands.He's not a child, he doesn't know how to cry, he can only use other things to vent his grief.

The sound of the piano is faint and heavy like a mountain pressing down on it, like weeping and complaining, making people cry.Thousands of trees are withered, fairy flowers are ruined, spiritual springs are dried up, and the whole strange world seems to be coming to an end.

The Immortal Emperor rushed over upon hearing the sound, and all the people who had besieged and killed him appeared one by one, forming a circle and blocking all his paths.

He ignored it, and flicked the strings with both hands, expressing his meaning with the sound of the piano, to vent the sadness in his heart.

The sound of the piano is faint, echoing between the heaven and the earth, and the petals are flying down, crystal clear like tears, as if weeping.

……

"I lost." In the courtyard, the man in white said softly.

The girl in the purple skirt smiled and said: "The king of the gods is quite good at chess, and he was able to persist for so long before losing." Her red lips were slightly curled up, and her white teeth were as bright as jade.

"One more game." The man in white replied.At this moment, he thought of playing games with others in Zishan.And Zixia's chess style is very similar to that person, but her chess skills are slightly inferior, not as good as that person.

——Now that I have been resurrected, even God can no longer accept me.

In Shencheng, after he was resurrected, he uttered these words, not only because of his arrogance, not only because Caiyun gave his life to save him, but also because of that person.

Didn't that person say he was too weak?Well, one day, he will become stronger and find that strange world. Although it can't save his life, it can bury him alive.

Maybe, he will stand in front of his tombstone and tell him: As you said, we met, so what about the top meal you owe me?

once we met