The whole weird world is waiting for me to go to heaven

Chapter 708 A Persimmon (3K+)

Outside the imperial city, Han Xuan walked out of the palace gate and watched the carriage carrying the great priest Lou disappear from his sight.

A carriage slowly stopped in front of him.

"boarding."

It was the voice of the great priest Lou, passing like a gentle breeze.

When Han Xuan stepped into the carriage, he saw a dark shadow sitting inside.

"You have done a good job in the blasphemy work."

A very straightforward sentence, spoken in a light voice.

Han Xuan bowed and said, "Thank you for the compliment, High Priest. In this way, I can be transferred to the northern border smoothly. Although it is far away from the temple, under Ruan Mian's command, I can be better trained into what you want."

The inky shadow nodded slightly.

Han Xuan continued, "Now the emperor is dissatisfied with the temple, but he dare not bring trouble to the temple. If the temple makes any move, the court will have to seek power to fight back. By then, what the high priest wants will soon be realized."

The shadow snorted coldly: "Unfortunately, we can't let the temple intervene now. We have to wait until after the new year."

"Yes, the death of the great priest Li... is not the right time." Han Xuan whispered, "Once the temple investigates, we may miss the Divine Blessing Tour. We can't afford it."

The shadow sneered: "That idiot who is useless chose to take action at this time, and ended up being killed by others."

"Great Priest Li, didn't I inform you before I took action?" Han Xuan asked cautiously, looking at the inky silence of the phantom.

The shadow fell silent, and the ink color became darker.

Seeing this, Han Xuan immediately kept silent.

"I heard that your son went to the snow mountains? Going there at this time, are you interested in leaving Chang'an?" The phantom suddenly spoke in a flat voice.

Han Xuan's heart trembled.

"It is rumored that something big is going to happen in the Snow Mountain, so we just let the boy go and check it out. He can't lift anything with his hands, so it would be good for him to train himself by doing odd jobs."

He added: "After all, I am afraid that... this sudden appearance of the snow mountain will affect the plans of the high priest."

"Row."

The shadow's voice was still cold, and it was unclear whether he agreed with what Han Xuan said.

"Give him this ink color, it can protect his peace in the snowy mountains."

A wisp of ink passed by like a breeze and fell directly into Han Xuan's hands.

It looked like a bunch of hair, but it was moving slightly, like a living thing.

Han Xuan certainly understood what the so-called "protection" meant. His expression remained unchanged and he lowered his head and said, "Understood. I will send it over with a high-level express talisman as soon as I get home."

The shadow seemed to nod imperceptibly, then disappeared into the carriage.

Han Xuan suddenly heard a familiar voice coming from outside:

"Hey, sir, why are you coming back in this carriage today? Where did it come from?"

He is his servant.

His heart tightened and he arrived home without realizing it.

The curtain of the sedan chair was opened, and the servant helped Han Xuan out.

His eyes accidentally swept across the car and he was suddenly stunned.

"Wait, sir, behind you..."

The servant almost screamed, but Han Xuan quickly covered his mouth.

Looking back, I saw a charred corpse sitting diagonally in the car, as if the inky shadow was materialized.

Han Xuan felt a chill in his heart, knowing that this was a warning from Great Priest Lou.

……

When Han Xuan had just sent out the "spiritual object" given by the great priest Lou, Ruan Shizhi was struggling on the road to heaven.

Although the Mobei Road is now the easiest one to travel, the so-called "easy" is only relative.

As time went by, the erosion of the Abyss Sea became more and more serious, leaving behind countless twisted and strange creatures. If ordinary mortals stepped into it, they would probably have fallen into their traps without knowing it.

Fortunately, most of the people walking on this road nowadays are disciples of sects, and they are basically the elites of the major sects.

It is rare to find someone like Ruan Shizhi who has connections through and through.

Ruan Shizhi was also glad that he came here with his senior sister.

Sister Qingxue swung the two silk ribbons with bells tied to them in her hands, and they cut through the illusion of layers of buildings in the distance like a sharp blade, instantly wrapping up the hunched-over monster in the deepest part and throwing it back into the abyss.

There are so many strange creatures on the road today. There is no way to purify them in time. It is useless to contain them. It is better to avoid them temporarily.

"Senior Sister Qingxue is so amazing..." Ruan Shizhi wiped the blood off his forehead, still feeling a little scared.

Qingxue is my senior sister’s Taoist name.

As for her real name, Mo Bei, Ruan Shizhi didn't know.

Maybe he is not qualified to know.

Just like now, Ruan Shizhi's compliment was only met with a cold snort.

"Follow closely, don't fall behind." Qingxue's cold voice came from the front, "Be careful not to let your mother come to Tianque Sect to ask for someone else."

Ruan Shizhi lowered his head and responded. Seeing Qingxue's figure quickly disappear in the fog, he quickly quickened his pace to catch up.

However, as the abyss sea flooded up to the ankles, more and more strange creatures emerged around them. They seemed to be hissing in a low voice, telling of endless resentment and full of bloodthirsty impulses.

The black fog engulfed his sight and gradually seeped into Ruan Shizhi's heart. It was as if some invisible fear was quietly taking root, spreading in his consciousness, and gradually occupying his entire mind...

Feelings of despair surged over me like a tide.

Ruan Shi subconsciously looked up, looking for the support he had in the past.

However, the road to heaven is no longer bright.

The face of the Supreme God was hidden in the black fog, leaving only his huge eyes that looked indifferent to the world, and his huge mouth that was cracked open, as if ready to devour everything in the mortal world.

And a tiny existence like Ruan Shizhi is even less of a problem.

His heart skipped a beat and his steps paused unconsciously.

Just like that, Qingxue's shadowy figure completely disappeared from sight. In this confusing black fog, Ruan Shizhi completely lost his way. He hurriedly took out the compass, barely identified the direction of the snow-capped mountain, and forced himself to move forward in that direction.

"It's okay, it's okay, I will definitely reach the snowy mountains."

Ruan Shizhi murmured in a low voice, trembling with fear.

"Of course you have to reach the snowy mountains, otherwise why would your mother and father go to so much trouble to send you here?"

A cold voice sounded in his ears.

Ruan Shizhi looked back and found that Senior Sister Qingxue had quietly appeared beside him at some point, with a look of impatience still on her face.

Ruan Shizhi lowered his head and said, "I don't think I can do what they want me to do..."

"We have to do it even if we can't."

Qingxue's voice seemed to be separated by black fog, with a hint of ethereality.

"Senior Sister Qingxue, do you think... there really is another world?" Ruan Shizhi's voice trembled even more, with a hint of crying.

"Of course... didn't Elder Nangong say there was?"

"The Elder Nangong in your mind... well, what an interesting person."

The latter sentence was spoken very softly, as if it would disappear into the black fog at any time, so Ruan Shizhi could not hear it clearly.

And he has gradually fallen into deeper confusion.

Everything around seemed to be disappearing and moving away.

I can only keep murmuring to myself.

"If there is another world, will there be another me? Will I still be such a coward?"

“Only you can know the answer to this.”

"Qingxue" chuckled, the sound was faint and vague.

"is it?"

"Yes, or I can take your place and go to the end. Then you will know."

"it is good……"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ruan Shizhi's skin and flesh instantly cracked, and bright red juice spurted out like a fountain, like a soft persimmon that was squeezed to pieces.

……

Qingxue was very anxious.

Because she couldn't find her junior fellow apprentice.

Although she often disliked Ruan Shizhi, this time she was very clear that she was just a protector.

Nominally she was also going to participate in the selection.

But in fact, she wanted to escort Ruan Shizhi all the way to the snowy mountains.

Everything has been arranged on Xueshan's side. He will pass the selection without any obstacles, and then join Xueshan, participate in the legendary journey to find another world, and then escape from this desperate world.

Qingxue certainly hopes that she can have such an opportunity.

So she did not give up, but worked harder to study Elder Nangong's articles, and even found publications that no one had read before, such as "Theory of Cultivation", "Family Cultivation" and "Aura Era", and studied them hard in order to get a chance.

Although I don’t quite understand it, at least I’m trying my best.

However, Ruan Shizhi cannot be lost.

Otherwise, not only would the teacher blame her, but her majestic mother would also probably rush up the snowy mountain and pull her down.

But who could tell her why the road to heaven had become so terrifying now!
However, emotional fluctuations are most likely to lead to strange invasions, so countless vague existences gathered quietly around Qingxue.

The black waves of the abyss sea hit her wave after wave, bringing with them a strange smell, staining her clothes and gradually seeping into her skin.

When Qingxue realized it, she tried to peel it off with her hands, but she found that these black things were extremely slippery and had quickly penetrated into her body. Once she tried to move, it was excruciatingly painful.

But there is no way, this thing cannot stay in the body for a long time.

She frowned, took out a small knife that she usually used to cut mutton, and cut hard at the black substance on her arm that had penetrated deeply into her body.

The moment the blade pierced, it was not blood that gushed out, but a deep black liquid that slowly flowed out like viscous ink.

Qingxue's face instantly lost color, and she bit her braid tightly with her back teeth, trying hard not to scream, for fear of attracting more strange creatures.

However, the deeper she went, the more she realized that the black substance had already taken root deeply in her body.

It was not until the blade touched the bone that she discovered that these black threads not only spread to the bone, but also attached to the bone like invisible network of meridians, jumping and growing, like a living thing attaching to her body, slowly forming a new flesh...

"Why are you in a daze, Ayiman? Hurry up and cut the meat. The whole family is waiting to eat! Do you think your father and brother will have nothing to eat when they come back?"

She suddenly came back to her senses, and her consciousness was instantly torn away from the pain.

The surroundings were no longer dark, but were filled with blazing fire and thick smoke.

She stood in front of the stove, knife in hand. In front of her was a huge and rough arm that had been cut open to the bone.

The wind blew in from outside, bringing with it the familiar scent of grassland, but mixed with a certain fishy smell of flesh and blood.

My mother's urging voice sounded again, with anxious impatience:
"Cut it quickly, or we need to stew it!"

At this time, Qingxue returned to the Ayiman period and was slapped hard on the back of her head.

She could only slowly raise the knife in her hand, her hand trembling slightly, and the blade slowly lowered.

"It's so light, how can you chop it apart?"

"You are such an idiot!"

"I should have sold you for a lamb, then at least I would have had a full meal!"

Ayiman's lips gradually tightened, he raised the blade high, and chopped it down fiercely.

Just as the blade was about to touch the arm, a powerful and warm force suddenly grasped her wrist.

"Be careful, this knife will cut off your hand."

Qingxue was slightly stunned, and looked down, only to see that her hand holding the knife was tightly entangled by a golden tentacle.

When he looked up again, there was a woman in front of him.

He was standing in the hot stove, with a cold smile on his face, his eyes penetrating the firelight, looking at himself quietly.