Water Reflects Peach Blossoms

Seeing Bai Qian being fooled by him with just a few words, Zheyan couldn't help but feel a little funny.

Jiang Ruan asked Zhe Yan curiously, "You seem to really enjoy teasing Bai Qian?"

Zhe Yan nodded: "Life is long and we don't know when it will end, so we must find some fun to pass the time."

Teasing these younger generations didn't seem so boring, but... Zhe Yan's phoenix eyes shone with warmth: "If I had my own family, I'd probably feel like the rest of my life would pass by so quickly."

When the time comes, when it is time to follow the will of heaven and face the calamity, he will definitely not be willing to die.

He only thought about the situation Mo Yuan faced at that time and didn't want to think about it anymore. He must have been extremely reluctant that day.

Jiang Ruan didn't hear Zhe Yan's gentle whisper, so she asked him, "What did you say?"

"Nothing." Zhe Yan smiled, "I just feel that the time now is warm and cozy, and time seems to be passing faster day by day."

He used to think that living in the Ten-Mile Peach Forest was boring, and he even found it difficult to live a leisurely life every day.

Now that Ruan Ruan was in the Ten-Mile Peach Forest, he felt that a day passed in a flash, and he had the absurd idea of using the hard-to-endure time in the past to use it now.

When falling asleep at night, Jiang Ruan lay on the bed and stared at the bed curtains above his head in a daze.

Zhe Yan, who was resting on the couch, asked her, "Can't sleep?"

"Yeah." Jiang Ruan nodded.

She said, "If one day Lord Mo Yuan wakes up, my mission will be completed, and I will be free. Then I can go wherever I want."

Zhe Yan smiled, and followed Jiang Ruan's words with anticipation: "Then I'll travel around the world, and it will surely be even more leisurely and comfortable."

"When will Lord Mo Yuan wake up?" Jiang Ruan also became excited.

Lying flat on the couch, Zhe Yan tilted his head to look at Jiang Ruan: "It will probably take tens of thousands of years for the remaining soul to recover and wake up."

Mo Yuan sacrificed himself to the Donghuang Bell, and the remaining soul he left behind used the dragon energy of Kunlun Xu to enter Jiang Ruan's dream. She would not be able to wake up for tens of thousands of years.

Jiang Ruan wanted to say something, but suddenly he felt dizzy and his vision became dim!

Zheyan appeared beside her in an instant, grasped her slender wrist with his fingers, and began to transfer his cultivation.

When Jiang Ruan's breathing stabilized, he withdrew his hand, took out a soft handkerchief and gently wiped away the sweat on her forehead.

In the night, his face looked dejected, and his hands on his knees slowly clenched into fists.

The hot spring that Jiang Ruan has been soaking in has a certain effect. After soaking in it for a long time, it can allow her to see the person she cares about. Zhe Yan originally wanted to transform into the person she cares about and have a marriage with her.

Although it was despicable, it was effective. It could break the stubbornness and obstinacy in Jiang Ruan's heart, and forcefully tell her that Donghua was not the only one who could choose her.

But when the time came, he backed down.

He never wanted Jiang Ruan to be sad.

……

Jiang Ruan, who fell into a coma, felt a sense of emptiness in her body at first. She had long been accustomed to the feeling of loss of physical strength. Then a gentle yet strong force traveled through her body, filling the emptiness in her body, and the uncomfortable feeling gradually disappeared.

But Jiang Ruan did not wake up.

She saw Mo Yuan, dressed in silver armor, standing at the edge of the cliff with his back to her. He turned around and looked at her with eyes full of compassion for all living things in the world: "If the world becomes like this in the future, and you are the only one who can save it, are you willing?"

Jiang Ruan's head buzzed.

The scene before her was exactly the same as the dream she had in Kunlun Xu.

Whether it was Mo Yuan's attire, the look in his eyes when he turned around, or the words he asked.

Jiang Ruan thought: "Have you entered my dream again?"

Mo Yuan did not answer, his expression still compassionate, with pain and unwillingness flashing in his eyes.

Jiang Ruan intuitively felt that something was wrong with Mo Yuan in the dream. He walked forward and saw a sea of fire under the cliff, which had burned the land to scorched earth and countless dry bones were scattered all over the ground.

She looked up at the sky, and the sky color changed drastically, the clouds were burned into blood red.

Jiang Ruan's throat was dry. She looked at Mo Yuan, who had walked up to her without her noticing, "What's going on?"

Then she noticed that Mo Yuan's hand was bleeding. Blood was flowing out from his armor, dripping along his fingers to the ground, and gathering into a bloody and sticky lake.

Jiang Ruan was shocked: "You..."

"I'm about to die." Mo Yuan's voice was gentle.

"Ruan Ruan." He looked at Jiang Ruan, his eyes filled with her current expression of fear. "After you commit suicide in the future, Donghua will develop an inner demon, and Zheyan will fall into the devil's way out of grief, and we will both perish together. I can't overcome the tribulation in my heart, and my cultivation level will plummet. To quell the rebellions in the four seas and eight wastelands, I have killed countless people, and my life has come to an end."

Jiang Ruan stumbled and took a few steps back: "Why?"

Why did she commit suicide? What happened to Donghua and Zheyan's mutual destruction? Why did Mo Yuan's cultivation level plummet? And what about the rebellion... So many questions stuck in her throat, and in the end, she could only ask Mo Yuan why.

Mo Yuan stopped talking and stared at Jiang Ruan.

Silence is worth a thousand words.

Jiang Ruan understood the whole story.

When gods fight each other, the world is in turmoil!

If a god were to be possessed by a demon, or develop an inner demon, his mind would become obsessed and his cultivation level would plummet, and the entire world would be destroyed.

Ruined by their own infighting, by the rebellion of unquenchable ambition.

Once the cultivation level of the gods drops, they are no longer gods, but can be challenged at will and used as stepping stones to reach higher positions.

Lives are in ruins, or the world is peaceful and peaceful...

Sometimes, major issues concerning the lives of all people in the world only need to start with the choice of a small person.

……

Jiang Ruan slowly opened her eyes and saw Zhe Yan standing by her bed.

Seeing that she was awake, Zhe Yan said happily, "Awake? I made some porridge, would you like some?"

The sky outside was bright, and Jiang Ruan felt that he had found the true meaning of his fate being changed by Donghua, his severing of his worldly ties with Cen Sheng, and his subsequent becoming an immortal.

She is the key to balancing everything.

According to her stubborn nature, if she had to make a choice, suicide would be inevitable as she watched the tragic scene of the three gods fighting each other.

But she saw the future outcome through Mo Yuan, and she knew that she couldn't always do what she wanted.

But... she was still confused. She was...

Seeing Zhe Yan leaving, Jiang Ruan subconsciously wanted to grab his hand, but only grabbed his soft sleeve.

The force was so gentle that it would be ignored, and it would fall if pulled, but Zheyan actually stopped.

He turned around, held Jiang Ruan's hand, bent down, and asked her gently: "But is there anything else you want?"

Jiang Ruan looked at his handsome face and said softly, "I want a zither."

Zhe Yan was stunned: "Ruan Ruan..."

Jiang Ruan insisted: "I want the most important thing in your life, the harp that will accompany you through your long life."

The zither that Jiang Ruan described was only...

Zheyan left the Ten-Mile Peach Forest, and when he returned, he had a zither in his arms.

He held the zither and walked solemnly to Jiang Ruan. Under the falling peach blossoms, he handed the companion artifact, the Fuxi Zither, to Jiang Ruan.

The next moment, he saw her sitting under the peach tree, playing the piano.

That is the melody that can only be played when you have him in your heart.