"What is that?"

At the top of Mengshan Mountain, residents of the town gathered to take refuge. Someone stretched out a hand and pointed at the Wujiang River at the foot of the mountain, exclaiming.

So everyone looked towards the magnificent river.

The sky and the earth are dark, and that is the only light.

The fog in the fog river was dispersed by heavy rain. In the heavy rain, a slender figure lies on the river. The world is big and the people are small. At this moment, the figure looks like a frost grass that may break at any time.

Or, like a candle flame that may be extinguished at any time.

The man stood still, but his sword swing was so fast that he could not catch it with his naked eyes.

The radius of several miles was filled with shadow fish, with a population of up to 100,000 million. The fish's body trembled and made a chirping sound that was enough to pierce the eardrums.

Reach together firmly, use flesh and blood to force to form a huge ball.

Widths of light penetrated through the gaps in the fish ball... became increasingly dimmer.

One person's power will eventually be exhausted.

A woman covered with soapy gauze stood on the top of the mountain and looked at the fog river.

She took off the soap yarn.

Over the past year, people from Mengshan Town finally had the chance to see the true face of this mysterious woman. All the noise on the top of the mountain disappeared at this moment. The young man who was originally a little closer to Xu Qingyan now subconsciously retreated.

The beauty in the world is of different levels.

Xu Qingyan's beauty is the beauty of awe-inspiring sentient beings, the beauty that transcends the mundane, and the beauty that can only be viewed from afar but not played with... sacred beauty.

She met all living beings with her true face.

All living beings like, admire and awe from the bottom of their hearts.

The black soap yarn turns nine times in the wind, swaying.

Amid the exclamation, Xu Qingyan jumped down.

She jumped into the river, like a bird with wings, lonely and brave, hitting the river against the bitter wind, and a thick dome light burst out from between the sky and the earth.

The dark field surrounded by hundreds of thousands of shadow fish was illuminated by the extreme light at this moment.

The goddess spread her arms and fell from the dome, embracing the dark river.

She turned into a blazing sun.

Ning Yi opened his eyes and caught the sun falling from the sky.

"Boom--"

The entire river burst out with a low roar, like a huge palm pressing on the surface of the river, pressing the entire river downward and sank, rising high around it, the Wanjun River water overflowed and slapped the river bank, and the entire Mengshan Mountain was flooded by the flood.

Two figures that combine two into one, and a blazing light bursts out from the square.

Xixue broke away from Ning Yi's palm and turned into a thick sword energy.

The golden divine fires were lit between Ning Yi and Xu Qingyan's eyebrows, and thousands of flying swords bloomed over the fog river. In this world of forbidden divinity, Xu Qingyan himself is an existence of "disobedience" rules.

She herself is the purest and most impure divinity.

And the moment she jumped off the cliff, it was equivalent to conveying a message to Ning Yi.

"I give me to you."

Dedicate light to the sword-holder.

The two people achieved each other and blended with each other. Since this moment, the night has reversed into daylight, and the majestic light has illuminated the entire fog river and the entire Mengshan!

The fog river, which is several miles apart, is burned by the scorching high temperature, burning out a huge nihilistic domain. There are constant river water and shadow fish that are striking towards this bright field. The moment it hits the edge, it is burned into nothingness-

Two figures slowly descended.

Ning Yi came to the deepest part of the river.

He had dived countless times but could not find the truth about the abnormality of the Wujiang River... and at this moment, he saw the truth.

Light burns all things.

A green wood bamboo slip was suspended in the underground of the Wujiang River without any damage.

"The word "life"...

Ning Yi and Xu Qingyan were both extremely familiar with this aura.

They were all the owners of the Word of Destiny.

The word "Fate" scrolls the bamboo slips, suppressing the shadow of the fog river. The moment this bamboo slip was born, it took the "power of fate" from Mengshan territory.

Every volume of heavenly books has its own unique characteristics.

The mountain scroll does not need to be refined. The moment it is scattered and returns to its position, it exudes its own characteristics and nourishes the entire eastern land.

The characteristic of the word "destiny" is to "change" the fate of living beings.

Whether it is Grandma, Meng Jiu, Grandma Hua, Yu Qingshui... Everyone in this Mengshan town, even every bird and every beast, was shrouded by the invisible glow of the word "Fate", and this bamboo slip spontaneously condensed into a closed-loop circular domain, twisting the Mengshan territory, forming a "blessed land" independent of the outside world.

It changed the "destiny" of this entire territory.

The only exception is Ning Yi and Xu Qingyan. They are not locals who grew up here, but "foreign land guests" who came here because of an accident.

"The word "Fate" suppresses the evil spirits of the fog river... It needs strength to support it, so it draws out the 'fate' of the entire land as blessing. Judging from the rising tide tonight, it should be almost impossible to support it."

Xu Qingyan stretched out a hand, and she tried to touch the bamboo slip, but her fingers slowly fell down and gradually disappeared, turning into a piece of light.

She pulled back her jade hand in distractedness.

It's not that I've become a throng...

This bamboo slip was not able to touch it myself.

"As soon as I get close to it, I will be overwhelmed by the light and turn into nothingness that penetrates through..." Xu Qingyan murmured: "I can't take the word "life".

"Did you...n't you find out?"

Ning Yi, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke.

He squatted down, stared at the crystal clear jade slip of the word "life", and murmured: "Give up the accident of your own existence... under the rules here, I cannot use starlight, divinity..."

"It's not because this is the visual world."

"But because... this place is real, 'Mengshan' five hundred years ago."

All the ancient scrolls of heavenly books were extinguished.

Except for the "Collection of Time".

This is the only ancient scroll that Ning Yi can use, but in the past year of practicing in this small town, he never thought about using the power of the ancient scroll to do anything.

The reason is very simple.

Ning Yi really listened to what the grandma said at the beginning.

Since you are here, why should you leave in a hurry?

Whether this is a dream in Yu Qingshui's soul in the gap realm, or the time and space five hundred years ago... it is actually no longer important.

Once you come, you will be at peace.

"If this is a dream, perhaps the ending is already destined. If this is the time and space five hundred years ago, then we... are also passers-by." Ning Yi looked at Xu Qingyan and smiled, "As guests who watch history, we cannot take away a grass, nor can we change a flower..."

This is why Xu Qingyan could not take the word "未分".

The word "Fate" volume changed everyone's destiny, making a smooth circle turn into twists and turns, and reconverged into another smooth circle.

Touching the word "life" is touching the fate.

"But... there's really something interesting, I can't figure it out."

Ning Yi sighed lightly.

"I have refined the word "life scroll... The sword holder will almost never scatter the refined ancient scroll again."

He murmured: "If I had not handed over the word "Fate" to Luo Changsheng at that time, would there be two word "Fate" scrolls in this space and time? Or would all this be calculated by a higher fate in a larger circle?"

Xu Qingyan was stunned. She understood what Ning Yi meant.

The word "destiny"... distorts everyone's destiny.

If the fate of all the people in Mengshan Town is drawn into a circle on a piece of paper, then their arrival at this moment will make the circle on this piece of paper leave the paper and become a higher, three-dimensional, indescribable closed loop.

"I thought that the Heavenly Book of the Sword holder...each volume is in charge of a field." Ning Yi shook his head and smiled: "Now, I'm wrong. And it's absurdly wrong. When you have more than two volumes of Heavenly Book, incredible changes will occur... At least the scene we have experienced is definitely not something that a volume of "Live Words" can do."

The scroll of time and the word "destiny" scroll, which has been separated by five hundred years and has become such a closed-loop time and space, and such a scene of fate.

"This is... a miracle." Xu Qingyan only had one sentence left to express the shock in his heart.

"Yes. Miracle."

Ning Yi also laughed.

He squatted down and slowly stretched out his hand, and his palm turned into nothingness under the cover of light.

At this moment, Ning Yi silently used the power of the scroll of time in his heart, and an invisible current surged, and the empty palm became real again. He spanned five hundred years of time and space, affected the fate of Mengshan territory, and obtained the word "Fate".
To be continued...