Dusk Returns to the Ruined Building

The mountain is high and the sky is far away, looking at the star mountain, when disaster comes, all living beings will suffer!

The wind from Stargazing Mountain blows in all directions.

The old Taoist priest once told Shen Yichen:

“Wherever there is stargazing, there is a stargazing mountain!”

Shen Yichen had never thought that this sentence was actually applicable in reverse. One could see all the stars in the world from Guanxing Mountain. Of course, the wind from Guanxing Mountain could also blow to any place in the world.

The wind from Guanxing Mountain also blew into the Wuxu Linggu. The clouds and mist were swirling around but moved with the wind. The spiritual energy was abundant but in danger of overflowing.

On the Fuxu Temple, yes! This Taoist temple suspended in the air in the Wuxu Spiritual Valley is the Fuxu Temple that Sister Qing has been inquiring about. The old Taoist with white hair and a youthful face, Xiao Yingxu's master, the head of the Daoyuan Sect, Qing Yao, is staring at the ever-changing clouds and mist, feeling the Fuxu Temple swaying randomly in the wind. After a long time, the head of the sect, Qing Yao, sighed!

"Ah, maybe I should have listened to him and sent Yingxu to Xuantian Sect, but the Tianji Copper Plate is the beginning of Daoyuan, how can I give it up? Am I really wrong? Can Guanxing Mountain really not save Daoyuan Sect?"

The head monk Qing Yao shook his head and turned to look towards Fuxu Temple. He had spent his entire life here. Two lines of tears silently rolled down his cheeks. His master died protecting the temple, and he didn't expect that he would follow in his footsteps.

Headmaster Qing Yao murmured to himself:

"Is this the fate of Daoyuan Sect Leader? Yingxu, Master doesn't have much time left to fight for you. I hope that the fate of Daoyuan Sect Leader is not Daoyuan's fate! You must not let Master down!"

After Master Qing Yao finished speaking, the aura around him was released. Not only the aura, but everything! Qing Yao's body, spirit, soul, and consciousness all turned into dark blue light and flew into Fuxu Temple. When Master Qing Yao completely disappeared, Fuxu Temple returned to peace again, and the clouds and mist of the Wuxu Spirit Valley were once again filled with fairy air.

The wind that blew from Guanxing Mountain into Wuxu Linggu disappeared, but it took one person away, Daoyuan Sect Master Qingyao, away forever!

Xiao Yingxu may never know that the Stargazing Mountain he had been looking for was indeed the root of the Tao. Unfortunately, the root is dead!

Xiao Yingxu and Ji Xuanfeng seemed to have made the same mistake, that is, they were both looking for life in the root. They didn't seem to realize that since there was a danger of destruction, rebirth was life and hope! But they couldn't be blamed for this, because they each had only one copper coin of the secret. If they could break the secret one day, maybe they would know the answer!

The interesting thing is, thirteen years ago, Ji Xuanfeng had already destroyed the copper plate of heaven's secret in his hand on the Stargazing Mountain, and Shen Yichen really was the only hope after breaking the heaven's secret. Unfortunately, Ji Xuanfeng didn't know it!

The wind from Guanxing Mountain blew to the imperial city of the Ji family in Zhongzhou. Of course, the people of the Ji family in Zhongzhou didn't know about it. No! Someone knew! That person was standing in the chess pavilion halfway up the mountain in Qianzong Mountain.

The man was wearing a white gown with a dark yellow belt around his waist. His face could not be seen because he was wearing a veil. His eyes seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and angry but not angry. He had his hands behind his back as he looked at the chessboard in front of him.

The wind blew into the chess pavilion, and the man in white whispered to himself:

"What exactly is the purpose of Xuantian Pavilion destroying the heart of heaven and earth? Why can't I see through it?"

In the gallery under the chess pavilion rockery, a masked woman with a black veil appeared out of nowhere, looked up at the man in the chess pavilion halfway up the mountain, and complained:

"Hey, I told Ji Xuanying not long ago that even if he invited me to Qianzong Mountain, I would not come. Why did you insist on inviting me here?"

The man in white stretched out his hand and floated it above the chessboard. He also had two chess pieces in his hand, one black and one white. But he hesitated, because he didn't know whether he should place the Heart of Heaven and Earth on the chess piece!

Xuantian Pavilion has been planning for a thousand years to remove the chess piece of the Heart of Heaven and Earth. If this chess piece is placed, wouldn't it be in line with the intention of Xuantian Pavilion? But if the piece is not placed here, how can the game be solved?

The man in white had a deep gaze, and just like Ji Xuanying, his hand floated above the chessboard without moving!

However, the two men were different. Ji Xuanying didn't know how to play, while the man in white knew the solution, but he didn't dare to do it! Because this was the way out left by his opponent. This was a trap that had been laid out for a thousand years. Although he saw it, he didn't know how to solve it!

The man in white shook his head, took back the chess piece in his hand, turned around and looked at the sky full of clouds and winds. He seemed not to care about the masked woman in black veil in the gallery at all.

The man in white murmured to himself:

"Why did Ji Xuanfeng leave the Ji family back then? Five hundred years have passed, and he still hasn't found the answer? The Emperor Tree doesn't have much time left!"

The masked woman in the gallery seemed to hesitate for a long time, then slipped into the chess pavilion halfway up the mountain, glanced at the chessboard on the table, and laughed softly:

"Hey, I don't understand why you are so interested in this stuff!"

After the masked woman in black veil finished speaking, she moved silently and reached out to grab the veil on the man's face, but missed!

The masked woman in black veil looked at her empty hands in shock. She was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the man in white beside her. Her eyes were full of disbelief!

"The fairy has lived in darkness for five hundred years, and her nature seems to have not changed at all!"

The masked woman with black veil smiled and whispered:

"I'm just curious about who saved me."

For some reason, the masked woman in black veil suddenly felt a trace of fear in her heart. There was actually a veil in this world that she could not take off!

"Now that the fairy has regained control of the Holy Hidden Feather, I believe she must have known about the affairs, people, and situation of the Ji family, right?"

The masked woman frowned when she heard this and said coldly:

"You overestimate that bitch Ji Xuanyan. The Holy Hidden Feather five hundred years later is just a castle in the air. You don't even know if what you know is real or an illusion!"

After the masked woman in black veil finished speaking, she actually struck the chessboard with her palm, but it was defused by the man in white.

"I haven't found a way to break this chess game yet, Fairy, please show some mercy!"

The masked woman in black veil smiled lightly and said coldly:

"Let me remind you that Ji Xuanyan may be too obsessed with the chess of this world and has lost the heart to set up a plan for the world. Don't follow her old path!"

"After living in darkness for five hundred years, the fairy's ambition has not changed. Now I want to see how the fairy will plan the world!"

The masked woman turned around and looked at the rolling clouds in the sky, muttering to herself:

"Five hundred years have passed, and things and people have changed. Although my heart has not changed, the world has changed beyond recognition!"

The man in white responded softly:

"Things in the world have not changed, nor have the world's trends. What has changed is the hearts of the people. The fact that the fairy's heart has not changed is a blessing for the Ji family and a blessing for the world!"

The masked woman in black veil tilted her head to look at the man in white!

"I'm afraid your cultivation has surpassed Ji Xuanfeng. Since you have the ambition to rule the world, why don't you just go for it?"

The man in white was silent for a long time, then whispered:

"I can't see through people's hearts, nor can I see through the chess game. Once people's hearts are unstable, one wrong move will lead to a complete loss!"

"You hide in the dark, so you can spy on people's hearts and watch the chess game?"

The masked woman in black veil spoke with disdain in her tone!

"It's not me, but Xuantian Pavilion. Xuantian Pavilion set up a chess game a thousand years ago, but hid in the dark for a thousand years, observing the hearts of the people and peeking into the world's situation!"

The black-haired masked woman looked at the man in white quietly. She couldn't see through his heart, nor could she guess his ambitions! With a thought in her mind, she reached out to take the white veil again!

"Ji Xuanyan is about to return to Zhongzhou. On Guyun Ridge, I am willing to lend a helping hand to the fairy. The fairy's heart has not changed. The situation of Yingzhou is handed over to the fairy!"

The masked man in white disappeared as soon as he finished speaking.

The masked woman in black veil was stunned for a moment, because although she had the veil in her hand, she still couldn't see the person's face clearly.

The masked woman also left, but a sentence was still floating in the chess pavilion halfway up the mountain:

"Yingzhou is the beginning of the Ji family's conquest of the world!"

The wind and clouds are moving.

Another person appeared in the chess pavilion halfway up the mountain, Ji Xuanying!

Ji Xuanying felt the familiar aura of the Holy Emperor in the air and said to himself:

"Is Ji Xuanfeng back? How come people can come and go as they please in Qianzong Mountain?"

Ji Xuanying's face was filled with anger, and seemed helpless!

The thing that is most sensitive to the wind from Guanxing Mountain in the Ji family’s imperial city in Zhongzhou is the Emperor Tree!

The dead leaves all over the sky fell with the wind.

Under the Emperor Tree, there were two people among the dead leaves.

A person, holding a grass in his mouth, was kneeling on the ground crying, his tears were silent!

A person stands quietly under the emperor tree, watching the dead leaves fall with the wind and feeling the passing of life.

When the wind stopped and the clouds calmed, the man holding the grass stood up and walked towards the thatched hut. When he reached the door, he whispered:

"Perhaps you are really not suitable to be the head of the family. If one day I am gone, you will stay under the Emperor Tree and wait for that person to appear!"

After saying that, he walked into the thatched hut.

The other person under the Emperor Tree was Ji Qingfeng, the current head of the Ji family. He himself didn't know why he came under the Emperor Tree. Perhaps he was just too upset.

The Ji family settled in Yingzhou, but he knew nothing about it, not even which Lingbu set up the bureau! Moreover, he couldn't find out who had done the news that the former young master of the Ji family was in Yingzhou.

Ji Qingfeng was furious and mad, but he chose to play dumb and wait and see what would happen. However, the pain and irritability in his heart could not be shaken off! He came to the Emperor Tree alone, but accidentally saw the Emperor's leaves falling. The overwhelming dead leaves fell with the wind!

Ji Qingfeng felt even more upset and painful.

Ji Qingfeng was also worried about another thing, that is, his son Ji Yinan went to Yingzhou alone. No, maybe his master went with him as well!