Douluo Continent: A Fallen Immortal Descends to Earth, Slaying Gods with a Drunken Sword

Chapter 513 The Storyteller Returns, the Floating Life God Meng Songgu! Solving the Young Man's Puzzle Under the Stars (Extra Chapter)
Why should you follow in my footsteps...

Li Zhexian's gentle voice lingered in my ears.

Huo Yuhao stared blankly.

Sometimes clear, sometimes confused, like looking at flowers through fog.

Behind the two people.

Bei Bei, Xu Sanshi, and the others felt that the voice of the white-robed youth was like the resounding echo of the Great Dao, reverberating in their ears.

They watched as Li Zhexian casually altered the celestial phenomena, remaining completely silent for fear of disturbing the heavenly beings.

And at this time.

Suddenly, they saw two figures appear out of thin air on the vast horizon.

One was a middle-aged man holding a book, and the other was an elderly man in a green robe holding a gavel.

"The God of Fire, Li Youwei, and the God of Life, Meng Songgu, received the divine decree of the Creator God and traveled through the heavens to record all things."

Li Zhexian could see that Huo Yuhao was still confused.

He stretched out his hand.

A withered branch is held in the palm of the hand.

"This tree grows in the south where it is warm, grows in the north where it is cold-resistant, bends and stretches when it encounters rock crevices, and stands tall when it is in fertile soil."

"The key lies in 'creation,' not in 'imitation.'"

Say it.

Li Zhexian lifted a withered branch and gently tapped Huo Yuhao's heart:
"You see me cleaving through time and space with my sword and intoxicating the universe with my wine, and you want to pursue me—this thought has already gone astray."

The night breeze subsided, the drifting clouds paused, and the Milky Way fell silent.

"Your Way..."

Li Zhexian's voice turned calm and quiet.

"In your determination to cultivate both your soul and spirit, in your promise to protect your teachers and friends, in your unwavering enthusiasm and clarity despite your repeated tribulations."

Why be fixated on one particular power?

He spread his sleeves, embracing the entire night:

"For example, tonight, the wind is the way, the clouds are the way, and the starlight is the way."

"Your anxiety at this moment is the Way, and my wielding of the sword throughout the universe is also the Way."

"The Tao is not something to be sought externally; it is the 'original path' that naturally reveals itself in every step you take, every breath you take, and every thought that arises and ceases."

Huo Yuhao trembled violently, as if ice were breaking through a spring river.

But Li Bai had already tilted his head back and drunk the last of the wine in the pot, letting the night wind billow his white robes, his clear laughter reaching the clouds:

"If one insists on one path, one will lose sight of the vastness of the world."

"Yuhao, just watch..."

He then pointed and made a vague gesture.

night sky.

Clouds serve as paper, starlight as ink, and the wind as a brush; with each stroke, a myriad of images emerge.
There is sword light that cleaves through chaos, time that rolls back into a circle, and the cycle of life and death that turns like a lotus.

In an instant, everything vanished into the vast night, leaving only the Milky Way as before.

"All paths are my path, all forms are not forms."

Li Bai, the banished immortal, tossed his wine pot high into the air, shattering the starlight reflections across the river.

"You just need to keep moving forward."

"Once it's successful, we'll look back."

"On the way here, every step I took was like walking on lotus blossoms."

The level nine Golden Wing Soul Tool on Huo Yuhao's back stopped flapping.

He stood in the void, motionless for a long time.

Li Zhexian's words filled his mind, and suddenly he felt all his confusion disappear.

He looked up at the vast Milky Way, listened to the babbling brook, and felt the wind rustling through the treetops like the breath of heaven and earth.

original……

The Way is beneath our feet; it has never been far away.

He straightened his clothes and bowed deeply to the white-clad youth who was strolling confidently ahead.

Under this starry sky.

The scene of Huo Yuhao bowing respectfully to Li Zhexian was recorded by the two divine officials.

The middle-aged man's wrist trembled slightly.

With a few quick strokes, he drew a few lines.

The painting then leaps off the paper.

"The stars are vast and there are countless gods. We have traveled through the heavens and heard all the joys and sorrows of human life, but what the gods want to hear is still the story of Lord Jianjiu."

"Sir, would you like to give this scene a name?"

The old man in the green robe pondered for a long time, then stroked his beard and smiled:

"To dispel the doubts of the young man under the starry night."

"Very wonderful."

After they finished speaking, the two smiled and cupped their hands in greeting to Bei Bei, Xu Sanshi, and the others who were still in a daze, before slowly disappearing into the night sky.

The group snapped out of their daze and quickly returned the greeting.

During the leisurely journey.

The next morning.

The group returned to Shrek Academy.

Pass through the college gate.

The morning light shone on the students coming and going.

Huo Yuhao gazed at Li Zhexian walking among the crowd. He was still dressed in white, with clear and bright features, looking no different from the young men and women around him, even more relaxed. Huo Yuhao couldn't help but ask, "Senior, are you getting used to it?"

Although the journey home last night was short.

That question-and-answer session under the starry night was like a refreshing spring.

Just a few words.

Clear the obstacles from his path.

In his mind.

He had long regarded the person in front of him as his mentor.

"Is there anything you're not used to?"

Li Zhexian raised an eyebrow and smiled.

He had never liked studying, but seeing the energetic appearance of these teenagers, he found it quite delightful.

In terms of age, he was about the same age as these students.

Students passing by cast curious glances at them.

Huo Yuhao and his group were already renowned in the academy and even on the mainland.

But at this moment.

These influential figures seemed to regard the young man in white as their leader, and their expressions revealed a natural respect for him.

How could it not attract attention?
Li Zhexian waved his hand.

"Don't call me 'senior' anymore, it sounds awful."

"Go see your teacher."

Moon was not downstairs at the boys' dormitory this time.

The group passed through the outer courtyard, entered the inner courtyard, and finally boarded a small boat on the Sea God Lake.

The small boat broke through the morning mist and slowly sailed towards the center of the lake.

When we arrived at Poseidon Island.

From afar, a hunched figure could be seen, clearly having stood there for quite some time.

The lake water rippled gently, the boat rocked slightly, and it slowly approached the shore.

A kind smile appeared on Moon's wrinkled face.

"It's good to be back."

Before Huo Yuhao left, he explained the purpose of his trip to him.

Although he knew that this disciple's strength was now unparalleled on the continent, and that there were very few people who could threaten him.

But as a teacher, it's inevitable to have concerns in one's heart.

Mu En's gaze slowly swept over Huo Yuhao, Bei Bei, and Xu Sanshi...

finally.

The image is frozen on that unfamiliar, handsome face.

His expression suddenly froze.

A glint of light seemed to flash briefly in the depths of his murky eyes.

Followed by.

A look of surprise, difficult to conceal, crept onto Moon's face.

The young man in white is clearly right in front of me!
But in his mental perception, it was completely empty, a void!
It's as if it doesn't exist in this time and space!

Even when facing a Limit Douluo who was also at level 99, he had never felt such dread.

"this……"

Moon even wanted to address him as a "senior".

But the other person looked young and was full of life.

He is clearly a young man.

The words were on the tip of my tongue, but I didn't know how to address them.

Huo Yuhao quickly said:

"Teacher, this is Li Zhexian, I call him Brother Zhexian."

"Yuhao's current strength is entirely due to Brother Zhexian's devoted cultivation."

Hear this.

Moon was deeply shaken.

Nowadays, everyone on the mainland says that Huo Yuhao's talent is extraordinary, and there must be some unimaginable existence behind him.

In fact.

Even he made the same assumption.

"Is this the real teacher behind Yuhao?"

A thought flashed through Mu En's mind, but he quickly suppressed his surprise.

"I, Moon, on behalf of Shrek Academy, welcome Your Excellency."

Li Zhexian nodded with a smile.

Take one step.

Silently stepping onto the sea god island.

"Yuhao asked me to help him fuse with the Golden Ancient Tree to heal your old wounds."

"Without further ado, let's begin."

Poseidon Pavilion.

Huo Yuhao, Bei Bei, and the others sat cross-legged under the golden ancient tree.

The spiritual herbs before them suddenly shattered, transforming into bursts of pure energy that surged into their bodies…

(End of this chapter)