The bright moon sits on the ground

When Xu Lang turned the corner, the apse was quiet.

He was still immersed in the shock of knowing that Bai Xuan had left. He was in a daze, one foot was heavy, the other was light. After finding the apse, he unlocked the restriction based on his memory.

"Constrained by the laws of the world, gods cannot directly interfere with everything in the world. Just like the first paragraph I wrote, gods can't do everything. It must be handed over to a mortal.”

"Xu Lang, the 'mortal' I'm talking about is not you."

"As a mortal, your lifespan has passed 30 years. I'm afraid you won't be able to witness the day when the heavens will be rebuilt. If you decide to drink the nectar Chu Lang left for you, you will be connected to Kunlun, right? Even a god is not a mortal."

"I prepared it in advance and hid it in the apse,? You can see it at a glance."

"In the wooden box next to it is a magic weapon called 'Three Pot Moon' that I condensed using the few remaining auras. It can defy the law and reverse the flow of time. Time flies, besides me, there is also Wuqu Xingjun in Xinggong, the astrolabe she holds can touch the destiny in the dark, Pojun Xingjun should not reject you because of personal enmity."

When the scene of the apse gradually came into view, Xu Lang froze in place, and suddenly understood the meaning of Bai Xuan's words.

In the dark apse, only the glimmer of light on the round platform can drive away the surrounding darkness—that is spiritual energy, pure, clear, without haze, as cold as ice and snow, Xu Lang has seen it before The appearance when it took someone's life is now quietly floating in mid-air, gentle and harmless, wrapped in a small fetus, sleeping peacefully, just as leisurely as it was in the mother's womb.

Xu Lang stepped on the stone steps, walked over, and circled around the ball of spiritual energy a few times before he was sure that it was really a mortal.

He has lived for so many years, and this is the first time he has seen a fetus, which is so small and wrinkled that he can't even tell the gender.

Under the shimmering light emitted by the aura, one can still see the blood vessels clearly, like mountains and rivers intertwined, the roots of the trees are knotted, and they are beating slowly, one after another, it is imperceptible, and you have to get close to hear it clearly , Xu Lang cautiously leaned over and listened for a while, the cold aura reacted, and it was not unreasonable, but gently pushed him away.

So Xu Lang shifted his attention, and according to what Bai Xuan wrote on the scroll, he successfully found a wooden box not far away.

The box was placed on a half-height stone pillar, made of peach wood, the kind commonly used by Bai Xuan, with a lifelike fox carved on its surface, dragging its nine tails, intending to walk across the snow and go to a distant place.Xu Lang rubbed along the pattern for a while, and his eyes began to feel sore. Enduring the uncomfortable emotion, he took off the latch, moved his fingertips slightly, opened the lid, and looked down into the box.

There is a ball of spiritual energy in the box, at first glance, there is nothing special about it, the only thing worth mentioning is the light-colored light flowing on it, sometimes converging into three crescent moons that complement each other, sometimes like a frightened bird, suddenly Just disappeared without a trace.

Xu Lang tried to touch the aura, and it was different from what he imagined. It felt hard and moist, like washed jade.

He took the thing called "Three Pot Moon" out of the wooden box, and pulled out the flat talisman paper pressed underneath.

There are complicated patterns written on it, including moon phases, foxes, and some obscure Sanskrit characters. Xu Lang can't quite understand it. He can only vaguely see that the patterns are similar to those that Bai Xuan left on his shoulders back then. The pattern is somewhat similar, but not the same.

Fortunately, Bai Xuan probably knew that he couldn't understand, so he wrote a line of small characters with a cinnabar pen in the lower right corner, writing: Junyao.

Xu Lang secretly speculated that this was the little guy's name. Although they hadn't spoken to each other yet, after saying his or her name like this, he suddenly had a familiar feeling, as if they had already established a relationship. an invisible bridge.

He put Sanhuyue and the talisman paper back into the box, closed the lid, and pushed the latch in with a click.

Xu Lang was really curious, and couldn't help but move closer to the ball of spirit energy again, carefully looking at the sleeping fetus inside.

In this world, there are many things that mortals can do, but gods cannot.

From now on, everything about the heavenly world and everything about the human world will be placed on the child. He still can't imagine that picture, because the flesh and blood in front of him is too small, soft and weak, what to do How about shouldering such a burden?

What if the child doesn't want to?Just like him.People are not born willing to bow their heads to the shackles attached to them.

Immediately afterwards, Xu Lang began to guess where the fetus was obtained by the Xuanpu Immortal.Bai Xuan has a bottom line, and he will definitely not do such a robbery... However, Xu Lang really did not expect that Bai Xuan would choose to bring mortals back to the fairyland.

Familiar footsteps came from behind, Xu Lang turned his head and looked at Liang Kunwu, "Did you already know these things?"

Liang Kunwu didn't get too close, and when he reached the stone steps, he stopped, folded his hands on his chest, and looked up at Xu Lang.

Different from Bai Xuan, Liang Kunwu's eyes are hot. When he looks at him, there is even an illusion of burning. Wherever the line of sight passes, everything will be burned to barrenness. However, on the contrary, there is nothing in those eyes. No emotion, almost dead silence.

When he first came to Kunlun, Xu Lang couldn't see through Liang Kunwu's mind, and until now, he still couldn't see through his mind.

He always felt that Liang Kunwu knew everything, pretending to be ignorant, and didn't bother to say it, and he didn't need to say it.

"I just found out not long ago." Liang Kunwu said slowly, "So, are you going to take over this mess?"

You've got the freedom you want, why come back?When you come back, you just get into the narrow and cramped cage. From then on, there may be no chance to leave. Even if you die and turn into white bones, you are still the bones in the cage.

Xu Lang was silent for a while, then replied: "In this world, there are too many things that you don't want to do but have to do."

Seeing the heavens overturned and the former brilliance destroyed overnight, how could he stand on the sidelines?

Bai Xuan always babbled to him, saying that "everything in the world is not accidental, including your appearance", which made Xu Lang's ears callous. The tricks of mysterious people have never been taken seriously.

Now, Xu Lang hopes that what Bai Xuan said is true, so that he can at least try to restore the old situation.

He turned his head, looked at the little fetus hidden in the aura again, and pronounced the slightly unfamiliar name: "Junyao."

"Junyao." Immediately afterwards, Xu Lang yelled a second time. First, he slightly opened his lips and touched them lightly, then the tip of his tongue sank, and the second word came out. Smiling, he seemed to be talking to himself, and said, "You will become a savior in the future, but I, an unscrupulous elder, is good at retreating into the dark—by the way, it is not often in the storybook That kind of person usually keeps quiet, and when a certain hero has worked hard to achieve a happy ending, he will jump out and applaud, obviously it has nothing to do with him, but he is still encouraging others to celebrate too ——I am suitable to be that kind of person.”

"However," he made his movements very softly, and carefully touched the aura, "if you are not willing to bow your head to the shackles that are attached to your body from birth, then try to break free. At that time, I will I will tell you everything you want to know."

Liang Kunwu just stood there quietly, as if he didn't hear what Xu Lang said, or it had nothing to do with him.

Xu Lang didn't let himself fall into that depressed mood. After he finished speaking, he turned back and went down the stone steps, walked up to Liang Kunwu, and asked, "Xianjun, this fetus is soaked in spiritual energy, I'm afraid it won't be like that." Ordinary people can wake up after ten months, right?"

"Years, decades, it's uncertain." Liang Kunwu said, "Bai Xuan told me that it will wake up at the right time."

Xu Lang nodded and asked again: "Then what should I do now?"

"You can't do anything now." Liang Kunwu stared at him, "No one can save the overturned heaven, what we should do now is to wait, wait for the heaven to collapse, the immortals to disperse, and the raging evil spirit to gradually stabilize. hour……"

Xu Lang responded, "When is that time?"

"At that time, I think, if Pojun Xingjun chooses to stay, he should set foot in Kunlun."

Regarding this point, Xu Lang is skeptical. After all, Po Jun doesn't like him because of various things, and because Liang Kunwu overwhelms him, so he also doesn't like Liang Kunwu. A gloomy and vengeful god like him really will Are you coming to Kunlun?

Facts have proved that Liang Kunwu's guess is correct.

After a period of time, when the situation stabilized, the proud Junjunxing Jun really set foot in Kunlun.

In fact, the reason is very simple. Today's heaven has been ruined in sevens and eighties. Whether it is new hatred or old hatred, it is meaningless to care about it.The plan Lian Zhen Xingjun provided to Pojun Xingjun is basically the same as Bai Xuan's plan, at least in terms of "finding those gods who have fallen into the mortal world as soon as possible after the situation stabilizes". A consensus was reached inadvertently.

If you want to go to the human world, you can't go around Kunlun, so Pojun Xingjun endured the humiliation, holding back his anger, and came here.

Just as Po Jun couldn't trust Xu Lang, Xu Lang couldn't trust Po Jun, besides, the matter of Bai Xuan was so special, and he didn't forget that Po Jun was once a general under Emperor Donghua's knees, and every banquet was inspected by him. The gods who came to the banquet checked to see if the aura and evil energy in their bodies were in balance, and if they were caught, they would be thrown directly to Bai Xuan, who was the executioner, without mercy.

If Po Jun found out, he might do something, he might turn the bitter sea upside down.

Also, you can't tell Pojun about Junyao, Xu Lang thinks to himself, at least wait until Junyao wakes up.

From then on, Po Jun chose to interfere in government affairs, seize power, and want to be a seat below one person and above ten thousand people, while Xu Lang chose to become a teacher, find those gods scattered in the world, take them as disciples, and let them Each set up sects, and the boundaries between Xingjun, Shangxian and Sanxian were more clearly divided. After that, he was not allowed to intervene, and they were left to find the gods who had left behind in the mortal world.

In this way, Kunlun and Xinggong started a decades-long cooperation with their own prejudices and ulterior motives.