Chapter 1397 Su Xiaomeng, Helping Others

The wine glass was put down, and the water splashed slightly. Gao Lan closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he was already a little more burning and excited.

The pride in his bones could not defeat the one in his heart!

"How to use it?" Gao Lan tried his best to control his tone, but his voice unconsciously became hoarse and trembling.

Because it is the Moonlight Box, you have to recite Prajnaparamita or represent the moon... Meng Qi finally didn't say anything mean, and nodded gently and replied: "Just use the power of Taoism to activate it."

It doesn't matter if you don't activate it, it's just a communicator anyway, and it's your own power that works...

Gao Lan held the Moonlight Box with both hands, and he hesitated for a while. It's not that he didn't want to, but he was afraid of homesickness. After hundreds of years, what should he say when he sees her again? How will Yiren answer?

He took a deep breath, and a line of text emerged in his mind:

"The 27th year of Yongxi, June 16, 4:00 pm..."

This is a date he will never forget in his life, and this is his unforgettable memory.

The Moonlight Box lit up dimly, and the clear light was like the moonlight, shining through the palace, making Gao Lan's figure blurred and illusory, and then swallowed by the surging illusory waves.

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In the 27th year of Yongxi, on June 16, at 4:00 p.m., Changle was raining heavily, and dark clouds were pressing down on the city.

Clap, clack, the sky was tilted, the rain hit the ground, splashing white mist, forming a curtain, and the surroundings were dark, and the sound of weapons colliding constantly rang out, and occasionally lightning was triggered, and flames burst into the sky, and swords illuminated the surroundings, illuminating the blood slowly flowing on the ground and the corpses and wounded lying on the ground.

The elegant and fairy-like woman struggled to support, and her hands flew out heavy palm shadows, as if she had grown a thousand arms, each holding a seal, blocking the sword fight, and blood stains all over her body, some from others, some from herself, and she finally supported this strong attack, but there were still many enemies looming in the darkness around her.

"It seems that my dream will be shattered here today..." Yan Ran sighed in his heart. He had foreseen his own end and lost his will to fight. He only had one obsession left, to live until he came and see him for the last time...

At this moment, a lightning was triggered and struck from the sky, illuminating the entire city, making Yan Ran dazed, as if this was the last brilliance in her life.

A sword light emerged from the darkness and pierced her back silently. When she felt a slight pain, Yan Ran suddenly woke up, but she couldn't dodge.

It's a pity that she didn't wait for him...

Suddenly, the sword light stopped, just when the tip of the sword just entered the skin, the surrounding noise and chaos disappeared strangely, and it was as quiet and peaceful as a moonlit night.

Yan Ran subconsciously looked up and saw a man in a robe and a flat crown on his head. His majestic body blocked the wind and rain and all the chaos.

That handsome face was so familiar, and that burning and excited gaze seemed to be a dream, hiding self-blame, luck and gratitude, but with a little more pain and pity that could not be explained.

Countless emotions rushed in Yan Ran's heart, making her vision blurred. Many words came to her lips, but she only uttered one sentence softly:

"You seem to have aged a dozen years overnight..."

The previous Gao Lan was full of vigor and vigor, but now he is mature and restrained, with a little more wind and frost between his eyebrows.

Gao Lan's eyes immediately turned red, and his lips moved a few times and said:

"Yes, one night without seeing each other, it feels like more than ten years have passed."

More than more than ten years, this is a gaze that has been delayed for hundreds of years!

He stretched out his right hand and domineeringly wrapped his arms around Yan Ran's waist. The solidified figures around him exploded with bangs, and blood and flesh flew everywhere, like fireworks blooming.

Yan Ran was caught off guard, sweet and surprised, and then was taken up by Gao Lan, but looked down at another Gao Lan, rushing towards this Gao Lan like a madman!

"Him? You?" Yan Ran was shocked and confused.

"Hmph, don't worry about that idiot!" Gao Lan pointed his finger, and the cause and effect entered Yan Ran's heart. With a flash of light, he came to an infinitely high place, saw the towering palace that had never changed, and saw the plaque of "Yuxu Palace" hanging quietly.

He held Yan Ran's hands, his eyes full of heroic tenderness, which could indulge people's hearts, and said gently and softly:

"Wait for me here."

Yan Ran understood the whole story, nodded with tears, and said softly and firmly:

"I will!"

The clear light rose, Gao Lan's figure disappeared, and a fake Yan Ran's body appeared in Changle City. The madman Gao Lan hugged her, sang and cried wildly, and washed Changle with blood.

A glazed ancient lamp shone, the line of cause and effect was cut off, and the Nine Heavens Mysterious Woman at the current node had new memories and sighed softly. In the Yuxu Palace, the bright and clear treasure light hung high, and the Gao Miao Emperor at the top of the Nine Heavens was far away.

Yan Ran shuddered for a while, restrained her emotions, and looked back. The gate of Yuxu Palace had been opened at some point. It was deep and quiet, with a feeling of ancient Buddhas with green lamps.

She bowed, slowly stepped over the threshold, and entered a side hall. In front of her was a statue of Yuanshi Tianzun, and under the statue was an ancient lamp. The flame flickered and floated all kinds of major events in the world.

…

At the current node, Gao Lan's figure reappeared. Meng Qi was no longer on the opposite side. Looking up, she saw the gate of Yuxu Palace at an infinite height slowly open, and a haunted figure walked out.

Yan Ran had a feeling, raised her delicate head, and the four sides suddenly connected, as if there were lightning and thunder, as if hundreds of years had passed in an instant.

In front of Tianzun's seat, there was a lonely lamp. After a hundred years of waiting, it finally came today!

… …

The Doomsday Boat crossed the void, sailed into Xuanbei's Ksitigarbha Pure Land, and stopped at the top of Mount Xumi, but Meng Qi did not refine it immediately.

Although he could speed up time and shorten the long refining process to a few months, days, moments, or even a few breaths, things of this level and purpose must wait for opportunities, so that they can seize the time and the general trend for their own use and achieve the desired effect. During the years of waiting, Meng Qi was not idle.

In the East Sea Fairyland, the new Huamei Villa, the back mountain is the same as before, with exotic flowers everywhere, thatched huts secretly built, and a tomb standing quietly.

Mr. Lu was carving the wooden statue wholeheartedly, and was not distracted by the presence of a celestial being in a black robe and ancient crown in front of him. He put down what he was doing until he had made the last cut. He smiled and looked at Meng Qi: "During the last Jinshui tide, I remembered the past. At that time, who would have thought that the young man who stared at my carving would become a Taoist celestial being."

"In one's life, one's fate is always difficult to describe. At that time, it was also thanks to the senior who taught me some life experience." Meng Qi sat cross-legged casually, looked at the Ice Fairy who finally became a Dharma body and lived to this day in Huamei Mountain Villa, and Qu Jiuniang and other original members of the Immortal Traces who relied on the longevity elixir to enjoy more than a hundred years of good times, and said softly, "Yan Ran has resurrected."

The Six Paths had long been disbanded, and the reincarnation had stopped.

"Really..." Mr. Lu paused briefly and had already seen the secret, and understood that what Meng Qi said was true.

"At the beginning, the senior rejected the temptation of the devil and Buddha, saying that he would complete it. Now that the era is coming to an end, do you want to see your wife again and face the future together, which may not have a future?" Meng Qi asked with a smile.

At this point, he could no longer expect Mr. Lu to go further. Time is running out, so he began to help his old friend fulfill his wish and then face the coming of the end of the world calmly.

Mr. Lu looked at the tomb with a gentle look and smiled: "I am not pedantic, nor am I Ye Gong who loves dragons. Under the condition of not violating the bottom line in my heart, I really want such a good thing."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt something and looked back at the path in the back mountain. There were hundreds of flowers blooming, colorful and beautiful, surrounded by a beautiful woman in palace dress. She smiled lightly, her eyes were gentle, everything was like a dream!

Mr. Lu couldn't help but be fascinated.

The most touching thing is that gentle smile, which has haunted me till now...

In the past, when Mr. Lu's wife passed away, Meng Qi took her to Yuxu Palace, gave her elixirs and life-extending items, and used the body of Taoism to hide the truth, so as to prevent Mr. Lu's cultivation from changing.

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After doing similar things, Meng Qi looked back to the ancient times.

This time, it's his turn to see the imprint of Yuanshi Tianzun, which he had always avoided before!

Knowing that the backhand of Wusheng Laomu may come from the secrets left by Yuanshi Tianzun and Lingbao Tianzun, it is tantamount to suicide if he does not explore or touch these things!

In the mythological era, did Yuanshi Tianzun only have the imprint to maintain the progress of history? What changes will happen when he, a product of the reduction and emptiness, meets His imprint?

Is there a chance to open the source of time again, reunite the Conferred Gods, Journey to the West and the real world, and restore the original appearance of the long river of time, so that the whereabouts of the two Tianzun will be revealed?

As for the reincarnation of the Overlord's Mark, we still have to wait until the next era. There are not many years left until the end of the world!