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

Chapter 777: The Heart of the Fetal God (Forty-three)

The library is behind the main hall complex of Snow Mountain.

On the top of the snow-capped mountain, under the white pagoda.

When they arrived here, Liu Sheng sent Feng Jing away.

She stood alone on the high place.

Looking down, the snow-capped mountains are like layers of folded white paper. The snow-white steps wind and undulate along the mountain, like a row of spines, supporting the group of palaces with red walls and golden tiles.

And further away, there is a deep darkness, as if shrouded by an invisible barrier. No light can be seen, and no hope can be felt.

However, the same is true for this whitest place under our feet.

There is endless darkness under the snow.

Is it worth saving?
Liu Sheng had no answer to this.

Snowflakes fell quietly, accumulating on her head, shoulders, corners of her clothes... filling up her fiery red fox fur cloak. The coldness seeped into her heart bit by bit through the furry collar.

She stood quietly in the wind and snow for a long time before she finally withdrew her gaze and turned to walk towards the library.

Books always carry traces of the past and perhaps they can provide some answers.

The old servant who was shivering in the cold wind and standing guard at the door of the library saw Liu Sheng's bloody token, his wrinkled eyelids twitched, and he immediately bowed and made way in silence.

Liu Sheng walked around the quaint and dim bookshelves before turning back and calling him, "Excuse me, old man, do you have any books related to the Tang Dynasty?"

The old servant waved his hand to indicate that he could not speak, and raised his hand to point deep into the library.

Liu Sheng looked inside and discovered that at the deepest part of the bookshelves, in a niche with mottled paint and dim oil lamps, there was a figure shaped like a dead tree.

He sat there quietly with his long brows lowered, like a clay sculpture eroded by time. His red robe had long since faded and almost merged with the mural behind him. If you didn't look closely, it would be almost difficult to distinguish the boundary between him and the wall.

But by carefully identifying the aura on his body, one can sense that he should have a cultivation level above the Jindan stage. In terms of grade, he is considered a mage.

As Liu Sheng approached, he heard a whispered voice:

"You...are a Tang person?"

The low and hoarse voice sounded like cloth torn in the wind, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time, and it was dry and raw.

"And a woman?"

Liu Sheng nodded: "Yes."

"That's it, that's it..."

Then he sighed meaningfully, as if he was surprised or guessing.

"Books related to the Tang Dynasty?" The old wizard's eyes could hardly open. He squinted and thought for a while before slowly saying, "Not many... After the advent, everything happened too fast. The old laws were abolished, the new king came to power, there was a large-scale book burning movement, and then the Tang Dynasty collapsed rapidly. Now there are only a few books left..."

"However, since it's you... and you have the warrant from the Great Dharma King, I can show you some of the things I kept privately back then."

As soon as he finished speaking, his hand, like a dead leaf, raised up, and a slight sound came from somewhere in the library. Then a tightly wrapped wooden box slowly flew over and fell heavily into his hand.

He slowly blew away the dust on it, then slowly opened it and took out a few thin ancient books. He squinted his eyes and carefully stroked the surface, and said in a low voice:

"My ancestors were also Tang people, so I naturally cannot bear to see them burned."

Liu Sheng took the book, turned the page, and what caught his eyes were the four words "The First Year of the God's Manifestation". He was slightly stunned.

"That was a long, long time ago... My great-great-great-grandfather was an official in the Tang Kingdom." The old wizard sighed slowly.

"At that time, people were living in poverty, and strange things were rampant. Three of the four kingdoms were destroyed, and only the Tang Kingdom was struggling to hold on, but it was already on the verge of death."

He was immersed in distant memories, and his voice was as faint and erratic as the flickering of a butter lamp:
"Later, the fetus god descended to the world, gave birth to a spirit boy, and bestowed upon him the method of cultivation. The spirit boy was reincarnated, born with the gift of cultivation, and each life became stronger than the last... The Tang Kingdom relied on this inheritance and became the hope of the people of the world."

"The spirit children at that time were all extraordinary people, and their achievements were astonishing."

Liu Sheng said softly: "There are women among them, right?"

The old wizard was slightly startled, then nodded: "Of course."

"But later, all records of female spiritual fetuses were erased... Over time, it became a taboo."

He glanced at Liu Sheng, with a hint of ambiguous light in his eyes: "Little girl...it's really amazing that you can escape the disaster by relying on your wisdom."

After a pause, he seemed to recall something: "At that time, among the many spirit children, there was one who was particularly talented and brilliant..."

"What's his name... Liu Sheng, yes, that's Liu Sheng."

"I heard that she almost became a god."

"What a pity..." He shook his head and sighed, "On the day of advent..." Liu Sheng lowered his eyes and slowly tightened his fingers.

She had already heard the following words from the Great Dharma King:

On the day of advent, the fetal god appeared in the world, and the fairy boat became the source of all evil.

Since then, as if it was a punishment for the human world, the spirit boy no longer seemed to have the wisdom to practice, and for a while the reincarnation of the spirit boy became a legend.

It was at this time that the world began to take it seriously and labeled Liu Sheng a heretic.

Overnight, the favored daughter of heaven was condemned by everyone.

Everything she created, all the techniques related to refining, were listed as taboos, and the art of craftsmanship regressed hundreds of years.

Without the spiritual child and the work of nature, the people lost the means to resist the cold nights, and they were defeated one after another, and the Tang Dynasty was destroyed.

Until the fetal god comes again.

A mysterious stone tablet fell on the snowy mountain, engraved with new cultivation methods and new weapon-refining techniques. It also established a faith-protecting force field for the snowy mountain, temporarily relieving the erosion of the cold night, allowing the world to linger under the snowy mountain...

At that time, Liu Sheng asked the Dharma King: "Is it really the fetal spirit this time?"

The Dharma King laughed loudly: "If you think it is, then it is; if you think it is not, then it is not."

"Anyone can call themselves a fetal god. As long as they have supernatural powers, they can call themselves a god. Isn't that the case with you?"

Liu Sheng was silent for a moment.

The "fetal god" that descended at that time brought bloody weapon refining skills, and also gave Xueshan a unique authority - in the name of protecting the common people, he controlled everyone's faith.

From then on, the innate practice method was replaced by the "Snow Mountain Practice Record", and the scripture "Fetal Nerve" was also born.

As for the god that Xueshan is now connected to, is it the fetal god, or some more terrifying existence?

No one has been able to solve it yet.

Now, the force field will eventually fade, and the cold night that has been blocked for a hundred years will eventually slowly but irreversibly erode here.

"So, we have to restart the Xianzhou Project."

The Dharma King said slowly: "Since we are going to restart the Immortal Boat Project, I want to know - what kind of existence is above us? Why did they stop you from building the Immortal Boat back then? Why did another existence want to help us rebuild the Immortal Boat later?"

"What is there above the nine heavens?"

"We can't set sail rashly. What if we soar into the sky and are greeted by destruction?"

"Or maybe, we try our best to escape, but we just fall from one abyss into another deeper cage..."

Liu Sheng was silent, then asked: "Have you ever thought about the Sky Sword Project?"

The Great Dharma King shook his flesh and blood, as if he was shaking his head.

"Not to mention that the Heavenly Sword Project has been lost with your disappearance, more importantly, the next time the 'Fetal God' came, he pointed out that the Heavenly Sword Project was too inefficient."

"Unless there are enough Sky Swords, however... we cannot cover a wide enough area and cannot capture more changes in time, so we need another means of detection..."

"Unfortunately, they didn't have an answer and left soon after."

It was also through this string of information that Liu Sheng was able to determine who the so-called "fetal god" was.

One of the three immortal boats that set sail from the Qixuanling world that year.

That's why they knew about the Immortal Boat and the Heavenly Sword, and even that technique, which was a local improved version of the Immortal Cultivation Technique.

She closed her eyes slightly, and the familiar figure appeared in her mind.

【I wonder if She Chan is among them? 】

But she cares more about——

Why do they have mastered such a twisted and terrifying method of refining weapons?

What on earth did they experience during these years of wandering in the universe?
It’s a pity that Liu Sheng came late, a hundred years late.

“However, they also took away what they wanted from us,” the Dharma King suddenly said.

"What?" Liu Sheng frowned.

The Dafa King slowly uttered four words:

"The method of reincarnation."