Chapter 2545 Xiao Jian Reappears

The branches and leaves of the jujube tree rustled, and a dreamlike fiery red light drifted.

The graceful figure of the Lingran Emperor stood on one side, his white clothes surpassing the snow, floating out of the dust.

She disguised herself as a man, with her black hair tied up casually, revealing a bright and beautiful face.

Bright eyes, white teeth, radiant.

That kind of beauty, elegant and transcendent, with a natural air of grace between her eyebrows.

Standing there casually, it was like the most beautiful scene between heaven and earth.

Everything around you is reduced to a foil!

That kind of beauty can indeed make heaven and earth eclipse.

It is not that Qingji has never seen the true appearance of Emperor Lingran, but every time he sees it, he is inevitably amazed and ashamed.

Lingran Emperor raised his hand.

The fire jujube tree that had taken root in the center of the courtyard rose up from the ground, turned into a small tree about a foot tall, and slipped into the sleeves of Emperor Lingran.

"Let's go."

Lingran Emperor walked towards the courtyard.

Every move is consistent with the heaven and earth, blending with all phenomena, as one.

It is as if she is willing, and everything in the world can become a part of herself.

Qing Qing woke up from a dream and said subconsciously: "My lord, the age of dark mythology has just begun, and there are many variables. If we leave now, we may encounter many disasters."

"I'm here."

Emperor Lingran said softly.

The voice is still echoing, and her graceful figure has gradually moved away.

Behind her, the ancient Taoist temple that she had painted as a prison disappeared quietly like a bubble.

Qingzhao quickly followed.

In his mind, the Lord's words echoed.

Yes, even if the world is in turmoil and disasters occur frequently, if the Lord is here, why should we worry ourselves?

…

At the end of the Road to the Ancient Gods, deep in the dark ruins of the Great Abyss.

The gray mist filled the air, and a lamp hung in the mist, illuminating a corner.

Xiao Jian, wearing a wide-sleeved robe and a tall figure, was sitting in a wicker chair, holding a volume of books.

Just like a scholar, his whole body is filled with the breath of books.

In the mist behind him, there was a bronze coffin, and the lamp hung above it.

"Lord, the path of the ancient gods is disintegrating!"

"Is this... could this be the arrival of the Dark Mythical Age?"

"I also feel that the path of the ancient gods that runs through the past is undergoing changes!"

From the depths of the misty ruins, voices sounded one after another, revealing excitement.

From beginning to end, Xiao Jian sat quietly reading a book, his thin face full of concentration and calmness.

Gradually, the sounds deep in the ruins fell silent.

for a long time.

Xiao Jian finished turning the last page of the book, stretched out, and felt a hint of satisfaction quietly appearing on his eyebrows.

He likes to read.

It’s not about reading books by sages or great scriptures, it’s about reading some idle books.

Most of these idle books are related to gods, demons, monsters, and strange rumors, and are stories that secular mortals like.

However, Xiao Jian also liked it and watched it with gusto.

During his lifelong practice, he would collect some similar idle books wherever he went, just to read them in his spare time to pass the boring time.

At this moment, he finished reading another idle book, an old antique that seemed to be left behind from the Lingwu Era, which told some myths and strange stories related to the "Lin Demon God".

The content is very popular, nothing more than love and hatred.

The author's writing style is not good either, and the description of spiritual practice in many places is full of errors and absurdities.

But Xiao Jian still finished reading it because the story was indeed told well. What he hates most are those idle books that are only half-written and then unfinished.

"The age of dark mythology has indeed arrived."

Xiao Jian put away the book and stood up from his seat.

A single word caused a big sensation in the depths of this mysterious and taboo ruin!

"It turns out it's true!"

"Great, I finally have a chance to live a second life!"

"Brother Dao, when can we leave?"

... Various noisy sounds sounded one after another.

Xiao Jian turned around and just raised his hand, the bronze coffin turned into a nine-inch-long bronze hairpin, which he inserted diagonally between his bun.

Then, he took off the bronze tripod, held it in his hand, and walked towards the ruins located under the ruins.

This is the end of the Road to the Ancient Gods, and all the epochal civilizations that disappeared in the past years were buried here.

No matter how many eras have changed, this ruin has remained unchanged.

But recently, many cracks have appeared in this abyss, and there are many traces of cracks in the ruins.

Xiao Jian understands that the order that maintains the past, present and future is collapsing, and everything will become disordered, chaotic and turbulent.

And this is also an opportunity for him and the old guys here to live a second life!

The lantern shadows flickered, dispersing the fog.

As Xiao Jian walked among the ruins, those noisy voices fell silent again.

"I can take you away, but I have a request."

Xiao Jian stopped in the ruins and looked around the dark place shrouded in mist.

"From now on, you are not allowed to act in my name. From now on, life or death will depend on your destiny."

The words resounded through the ruins.

"Brother Taoist, are you looking down on us and want to draw a clear line with us?"

Someone spoke in a deep voice.

"Don't talk about looking down on me."

Xiao Jian said calmly, "I'm just used to being alone."

"Forget it, I'll just wait until you agree!"

In the end, those old guys who, like Xiao Jian, should have perished from the vanished era civilization, agreed one after another.

Xiao Jian held the lantern and walked toward the ruins, "Follow me."

The mist surged, and figures with terrifying auras walked out of the darkness one after another, each one as powerful as the Lord of the Era.

But at this time, he was following Xiao Jian honestly, and no one dared to move without permission.

Suddenly, Xiao Jian, who was walking in front, seemed to remember something and paused: "If you encounter Su Yi in the future, don't do anything."

"Why?"

Some people couldn't help but ask, "Brother Dao has not told us to draw a clear line between us, but he still doesn't allow us to snatch reincarnation and the fire of the era?"

There was a hint of dissatisfaction in his words.

Xiao Jian turned around quietly and looked over, "He is the person I want to kill, do you understand?"

The man was a thin man in Taoist robes, with a strange and terrifying silver flame totem steaming all over his body.

When he was stared at by Xiao Jian, his expression suddenly changed, and he lowered his head subconsciously, not daring to look at Xiao Jian!

"Whoever still has an opinion may wish to express it now."

Xiao Jian said calmly.

The group of existences that had dominated the civilizations of different eras all looked at each other at this moment and chose to remain silent.

"Since everyone agrees, I will put my ugly words up front. If anyone messes with Su Yi in the future, I will kill them."

Xiao Jian put down these words, turned around and walked away.

Those terrifying beings remained silent, seemingly intimidated by Xiao Jian's power.

On that day, the "Road to the Ancient Gods" that ran through the past was torn apart, order collapsed, and it fell into endless turmoil.

The time and space between the past, the present, and the future are thus confused, and everything falls into disorder.

On the same day, Xiao Jian led a group of terrifying beings to fight for a chance of survival and left the Road of the Ancient Gods!

…

When the Age of Dark Mythology kicked off, many disasters and drastic changes also occurred in the long history of the ages.

In many places that were classified as restricted areas, figures with terrifying auras came out one after another.

Those are the same restricted area masters as Luo Xuanji, and they do not belong to this world!

In the past years, they have been trapped in a restricted area and were threatened by the power of the rules of the world.

But now, they are all appearing one after another!

"The Age of Dark Mythology has just begun, and all kinds of monsters and monsters have appeared."

He Bo stood in front of the gate of Gu Ni Pagoda, with a sneer on his face.

"Reincarnation and seclusion, order does not exist, and Fellow Daoist Su came back too late, otherwise, there would be no chance of this catastrophe happening."

A voice as deep as iron came from inside the Ancient Nie Tower.

"No, Fellow Daoist Su's path is not reincarnation, and he will never use reincarnation to guide the world in the future."

He Bo shook his head.

With that said, he turned around and walked into the Gu Nie Pagoda, strolling to the top of the pagoda.

It was here that Su Yi obtained the "Era Fire".

At this time, when He Bo arrived, there was a misty shadow sitting there cross-legged.

If Su Yi were here, he would be able to recognize it at a glance. That ethereal shadow is Gongye Pagoda!

A mysterious being who once claimed to have walked beside him in his first life.

It was in this Ancient Nie Tower that Su Yi played against his opponent in the "Yitian Chess Game"!

"Now that the dark myth has begun, the order of the past, present, and future has completely fallen into chaos. On the long river of destiny and in foreign time and space, peerless characters will come to this world one after another. Do you... do you want to go there?"

Gongye Pagoda asked.

"There are not many opportunities for me to intervene in this matter."

He Bo scratched his head and said with a wry smile, "Fellow Daoist Su's first, second, and third lives will all appear. Who do you think I should help if I go?"

Gongye Pagoda was startled and fell silent.

This matter is indeed too difficult.

"To untie the bell, you must tie the bell. I can still get involved in disputes involving other people, but I can't get involved in the contest between fellow Taoist Su and his previous life."

He Bo sighed, "Especially Xiao Jian, he has been dissatisfied with me for a long time, and that sword scabbard contains the evil karma of Su Daoyou's first life. No matter who I help, I am asking for trouble, and it is thankless." .”

Gongye Pagoda said: "Then you plan to do nothing?"

He Bo was silent.

After a long while, he said: "Let's wait and see when the battle of Dingdao comes. If someone dares to violate the 'eternal contract' and intervene, I will not remain indifferent!"

As he spoke, a terrifying light appeared in the depths of his cloudy eyes.

On one side, Gongye Pagoda whispered: "I just hope that this catastrophe will end as soon as possible, and in my heart, what I hope most to be able to rule the world is..."

As he spoke, he suddenly shut up.

He Bo seemed to understand, he frowned and said in a deep voice:

"You should know better than anyone else that no matter how many times you are reincarnated, Fellow Daoist Su is the person you followed back then, not the inner demon karma hidden in the scabbard!"

The tone was strong and stern.

Gongye Pagoda remained silent.

in silence.

He Bo said nothing more.

They looked at each other speechlessly.