All Heavens: Starting from Traveling Through Song Qingshu

Chapter 224 Will of Heaven: Don't cause trouble, we'll live in peace

"Brother Song, what are you looking at?"

Not far from Zhang Xiaofan, a handsome young man who looks handsome just by looking at him walked quickly.

If there is no accident, this person is Lin Jingyu, the good brother of the protagonist Zhang Xiaofan, the only two young men left in Caomiao Village in the original plot.

Seeing that Song Xuan ignored him and the others, the dull boys Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu walked up to Song Xuan and looked into the village, then they were stunned by the scene of the pool of blood full of corpses.

The two looked at each other, and then rushed towards the village like crazy. When they saw the horrible scene like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, they were frightened, screamed, and passed out.

Song Xuan followed behind the two, looking at the two young men who had fainted on the ground, he couldn't help hesitating for a moment.

Forget it, if you are dizzy, then I will be dizzy too. After all, I am now a villager in Caomiao Village. It would be a bit impolite for him not to be dizzy when others are dizzy.

Then, he found a fairly clean place to lie down, collected his mind and collected his consciousness into the sea of ​​consciousness, and began to check his current physical condition with all his heart.

The body is normal, there is no other difference except that the body has become smaller and looks younger.

The space ring on his hand is still there, and Song Xuan's spiritual sense penetrated into it. There are not a lot of treasures and resources harvested in the main world before, even the magic weapon robe he refined in Fengyun world before. It fits nicely inside the ring.

It's just that this world has restrictions on space magic weapons like space rings. He can sense the space in the ring, and he can put things into the ring, but he can't take out the things inside.

These are minor problems, but the most troublesome thing for Song Xuan is that his source of mana, the Five Elements Sword Infant, is restricted.

In the lower dantian space, the Five Elements Sword Infant sits quietly in it with his natal magic weapon in his arms. There is an invisible shackle in the dantian space. Exudes the power of suppression, imprisoning the circulation of sword essence.

The same is true for the middle dantian and the golden elixir of the magic path, with shackles restricting the operation of its mana.

Song Xuan tried little by little, exploring how strong the oppressive power of the shackles was.

After a long time, he was overjoyed and had a rough estimate.

Although this shackle is strong, according to his estimation, if the Five Elements Sword Infant and the Mo Dao Golden Elixir launch a full blow at the same time, there is an % certainty that they can break the shackle and get rid of the restriction.

Of course, although he had greater confidence, he still didn't do it.

In his opinion, his current situation has reached a balance with the will of heaven in Zhuxian's world.

He does not use power beyond the limits of the heaven and earth, and the heaven and earth have given him an identity suitable for living in this world. An agreement was reached between the two parties. As long as Song Xuan does not violate the contract, the will of heaven and earth in this world will not trouble him again.

And if he, Song Xuan, breaks the shackles and unleashes the Five Elements Sword Essence and Demon Dao Golden Elixir that do not conform to the rules of power in this world, then it will be the moment for him to tear himself apart from the will of heaven in this world.

Song Xuan has no plans to tear his face apart for the time being, at least, before the announcement of the main mission, he is not going to tear his face apart.

Following Song Xuan's 'coma', not long after, he sensed two breaths coming from the sky.

One of them panicked and said, "Brother, what a disaster, Caomiao Village was slaughtered!"

Another person sighed and said: "It is indeed a disaster, but Caomiao Village is at the foot of our Qingyun Mountain, and the thieves ran to the foot of our mountain gate to slaughter the village, this is slapping us in the face naked!
Forget it, let's not talk about this, first look for survivors, bring them back to Qingyun Mountain and ask the reason! "

"it is good!"

Soon, the two searched among the piles of corpses. Song Xuan knew that he was a disciple of Qingyun Sect. In order not to reveal his secrets, he completely restrained his mind, and his spiritual sense no longer sensed the outside world. any difference.

When he "woke up" again, he looked around and saw that it was an ordinary wing room with two small windows. The furnishings in the room were simple and clean. There were only a few pine tables and chairs, and there were kettles and cups on them.

Occupying half of the room is a large kang with four beds.Except for the one he was lying on now, the bedding on the two places beside him was also a little messy, as if someone had just slept on it.

On the wall directly above the four beds, there was a banner with a large character written on it: Tao!
Looking at it like this, it looks like an ordinary guest room in an inn, or a room where several disciples who are studying art from a teacher live in the same room.

Song Xuan stared at the big Dao character, and after looking at it for a while, he looked away, but he didn't feel anything, let alone a sudden enlightenment or something.

Sure enough, the protagonist's halo has nothing to do with him at all.

Opening the door, the bright light from outside suddenly shone in, causing him to squint his eyes. The warm sunshine fell on his body, giving off a faint warmth.

Outside the door is a small courtyard, with a few pines and cypresses, a few bushes of vegetation, and a few small fragrant flowers in between, which bloom happily.

In front of the door is a corridor leading to the outside of the courtyard, and at the corner of the steps in the corridor, there are two teenagers sitting there with their hands on their cheeks, dumbfounded, silent.

Seeing Song Xuan go out, the two got up quickly, and the handsome young man hurriedly said as if he had met the backbone: "Brother Song, you finally woke up!"

Song Xuan wanted to try to squeeze out a few tears. After all, theoretically speaking, he is now a villager in Caomiao Village, and everyone in the village has died, including the family members arranged for him by the will of heaven in this world.

Under such circumstances, is it unreasonable not to cry a few times?

But he had been brewing for a few days, but he still couldn't cry. After all, it was like playing a game. He just registered a character account in the game. As a player, how many people can understand the interpersonal relationship and tragic experience of the game characters Weeping?

But his silent expression, in the eyes of Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu, it is because of extreme sadness that he has become taciturn, the expression of grief is greater than death.

After a long silence, Lin Jingyu slowly said: "I woke up earlier than you, how many people were still in the room at that time, I asked them, this is Tongtian Peak of Qingyun Mountain."

"I heard from them that it was a few disciples of the Qingyun sect passing by who saw the village, the village..." His voice choked up when he said this.He stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes vigorously, took a deep breath, and continued: "Later they found the three of us at the back of the village, and brought us up the mountain."

Song Xuan nodded and said no more.

He was waiting for the main task to be released, but after waiting, the bronze mirror did not make any movement. It seemed that the time to trigger the task had not yet come.

At this moment, a heroic young man in a blue Taoist robe walked over quickly and said, "Are you all awake? It just so happens that several masters also want to meet you and ask you some questions. Just follow me."

(End of this chapter)