After the master's ascension

In Cangshan Mountain in the extreme north, the spring is like green buds peeking out under the ice and snow, gradually filling the wilderness.Lu Wangyu walked around the vast array of Cangshan Mountain following the scattered green leaves.

For the sake of convenience, Jiao Qi's clan saved up wood for the winter, put together thick felts, and set up a simple tent for him outside the formation.

Therefore, Lu Wangyu retreated to the inn in the town and stayed in Cangshan day and night.

At noon, he walked slowly back from the formation, but saw the old patriarch in front of the tent.

The old man turned his back to him, looking at the vast mountains and fields in front of him.In his hand, he was holding a straw basket covered with coarse cloth. Without looking, Lu Wangyu could guess what was in it.

He walked forward slowly, saluted with a smile and greeted him.

Seeing him coming back, the old patriarch laughed so hard that deep lines were carved on the corners of his eyes.He raised the straw basket, and carefully lifted the coarse cloth with his rough and chapped hands, revealing the bright green fruits and vegetables inside, and said, "Xiao Lu, this is the vegetable I brought for you. Look, it's so fresh!"

Cangshan is remote and the climate is cold. Such fresh and tender green leafy vegetables are not only expensive, but also difficult to buy with money.

Lu Wangyu raised the curtain in front of the tent, politely invited the old patriarch to enter, he said: "The patriarch should give it to Xiao Mu Yao, she wants to eat this all day long."

But the patriarch put the straw basket in the corner of the tent, and he slowly sat cross-legged in front of the low table and waved his hands: "This child is just saying, she has a small appetite, what can she eat... ..."

Lu Wangyu slowly filled him with a cup of hot tea. Before he set off, he put the Yunhuo Talisman under the teacup to keep it warm, and it just came in handy now.

The tea dripped down, and the old patriarch watched the ripples and splashes in the cup.

His eyes were focused, but he seemed to mention a sentence unintentionally: "Little friend Lu, have you found a way to break this big formation?"

Lu Wangyu's expression remained unchanged, and the angle at which his men poured the tea did not change at all. He just smiled and said, "The Cangshan Formation was led by Master Qin Chao. The miracle created by thousands of formation masters working together is naturally not easy to decipher."

When the cup of tea was full, he put down the kettle, with a calm light in his eyes: "Don't worry, chief, although I'm still trying my best to find a way to break the formation, I guarantee that the Cangshan formation will definitely be solved."

However, the old patriarch picked up the tea and drank it all. With a sad and gratified expression on his face, he said in a gentle voice: "I know that the Cangshan Formation can be solved, and I know now whether you can't break it or you don't want to break it. ..."

Lu Wangyu's smile finally subsided, he looked solemn, but he didn't say a word.

"You, you are still too young..." The old patriarch's eyes flashed a sly light, and he said proudly, "Old man, I have been abducted in Cangshan for so many years, so I can see who I am! And you I can know what I'm thinking..."

At the end of the talk, the old man's eyes shone brightly, and his voice lowered: "Little friend Lu, you should know."

He turned his head, and behind the raised curtain was the world that had been imprisoned for thousands of years, which was the inescapable responsibility of the Jiaoqi clan.

It was the vast snowfield, the majestic and continuous mountains, and the clansmen who had left their hometown with him.

"Know the true meaning of the Jiaoqi clan and stationing Cangshan."

Lu Wangyu closed his eyes.With a keen mind, he instantly understood the reason why the old patriarch came to him.

With a hoarse voice, he said, "I can handle all this well, there must be other ways."

The old patriarch laughed heartily, with a gratified smile on his face, but tears in his eyes.

He said slowly: "I know you can't bear it, you and Wei Xiaoyou are kind-hearted and good children... But this is the only way, it is the retreat that Mr. Qin and the others found thousands of years ago."

"If you want to destroy Huan Yao, you must break the Cangshan formation. But if the Cangshan formation is destroyed, the Yao Pavilion can regain the white jade to make more Yaolings. How can they not send a team to defend Huanyao... Now the most They are the ones looking forward to the collapse of Cangshan formation."

"The Jiaoqi clan, when they died, their bodies turned into fire, and their bones turned into red jade. They burn all things and never go out." He smiled and said the cruelest truth, "We are the last line of defense in Cangshan Mountain. After the Cangshan formation was broken, A new formation has been established. At that time, you only need to hold the bare bones, and you will be able to freely enter and exit the scorched fire..."

Lu Wangyu interrupted him, and he said sonorously: "No need, no such sacrifice, I can solve this problem."

"How to solve it..." The old patriarch sighed softly, and said, "Qin Chao left a message back then. The Cangshan Formation is a complete large formation. It will either exist forever or be completely destroyed. There is no chance of modification. The only The way to survive is the second formation inside, which is the body fire of the Jiaoqi clan."

"I also know what you are thinking..." the old patriarch continued, "But the Cangshan Formation was painted by thousands of formation masters with the sacrifice technique. How can you create a new one just by yourself? Big array?"

Lu Wangyu gritted his teeth, but his throat was tightly blocked, and he couldn't refute a word.

He really already knew everything.

The old patriarch was right, he was able to break the Cangshan Great Array now, but he has not moved for a long time, but he just doesn't want to break it.

He was unwilling to use the blood of the Jiao Qi clan as the price for breaking the formation.

Even if this is a fate that has been set long ago, even if this is the final result of their stationing for thousands of years.

He had seen that special blueprint when he was hunted down by Yao Pavilion.What is painted on it is the third formation besides Cangshan and Void.

At that time, he had doubts in his heart, but he didn't quite understand.But after practicing the way of the formation in the Yuli world, he understood what the formation was for.

It was a spiritual array, which continuously absorbed the surrounding spiritual energy, forming a fragile barrier.

But that barrier can't resist anything at all, it's like a hanging gauze curtain, and the entry and exit of mortals and monks will not be hindered at all.

Why did the Qin Dynasty place such a useless formation in Cangshan?

Lu Wangyu remembered what the little girl had said again, that the Jiaoqi clan, who die and turn into fire, can burn everything.

It seemed that everything was connected in series, and he suddenly understood why thousands of years ago, the people who came to garrison Cangshan were the Jiaoqi clan in the western region.

Why do they belong to the fire spirit demon clan, who often live in the magma red land, but they come to Cangshan, the ice field with four seasons of severe cold, and they will stay for thousands of years.

They are the last barrier of Cangshan Mountain, and Jiao Qi's death is the lifeline of the monster race.

Lu Wangyu can easily repair the faults and omissions of Void Domain, so he naturally knows how to break Cangshan's great formation.But he couldn't do that, even once the Jiao Qi clan knew the progress of breaking the formation, they would definitely activate that formation without hesitation.

There should be no sacrifice...

Perhaps this was the scene in Li Xiang's dream back then.That's why she traveled thousands of miles to go to the banquet alone, just to avoid this tragic ending.

Lu Wangyu thought of the raging flames suddenly rising outside the city of Yandu, the dim light in the pupils of that stubborn little girl.

One word at a time, he replied affirmatively to the patriarch: "I can't break the Cangshan Formation."

I can't break the Cangshan formation, so don't think about that formation.Just leave everything to me, and I will do it well.

However, the old patriarch laughed. He poured a cup of tea on his own, took a sip, and leisurely passed through the narrow tent door to admire the scenery outside that he had seen for a hundred years.

Familiar, yet too unfamiliar.

"It's getting late, and it's time for me to go back and cook..." He stood up tremblingly, his figure was slightly stooped, but he looked upright.

Lu Wangyu followed closely behind, a frenzy of uneasiness surged in his heart, and his stomach twisted faintly.He said in a deep voice: "Patriarch, this is a meaningless sacrifice, please believe me, I can do it."

"Whether it's revision or reconstruction, I'll definitely be able to finish it." There was a faint smell of rust in his throat, "I promised Li Xiang that I would definitely bring the Jiaoqi people home..."

The old patriarch had already passed the dividing line of the formation, but he stopped when he heard the words.

There was a moment of silence, but the old man didn't turn his head back. He instructed: "Little friend Lu, you not only want to bring Jiao Qi home, but also bring home all the monster races in Void Territory..."

"I'm old and too weak, so I can only put this burden on you, and it's still embarrassing for you." He waved his hands back slightly, and what he said was extremely light, but his voice was already choked up.

He ignored the persuasive persuasion and pleading of the young man behind him, and walked slowly to the depths of Cangshan Mountain.

The figure of the old man gradually disappeared in the snowstorm that filled the sky. The azure sky suddenly became gloomy, and there were fluttering snowflakes.

Lu Wangyu lowered his hands dejectedly, leaning his back against the formation, and slowly closed his eyes.

He covered up all the expressions in his eyes and hid all his fragility.No matter when, no matter what happens, Lu Wangyu is an existence that cannot fall down, let alone shrink back.

He can't rely on him alone to fight against this world... But he only hopes that he can bear everything by himself.

The flying snow from the sky fell on his eyebrows and turned into his unshed tears.

His shoulders were covered with chilly flying catkins, like hugs without warmth attached to the snow.

But he knew that someone was sad with him.

The patriarch returned to the small village where they lived, and all the villagers gathered quietly at the entrance of the village, waiting for the return of the patriarch and the final news.

The old man glanced at those familiar and friendly faces one by one, his eyes were full of tears, but the corners of his mouth were raised high: "Jiaoqi Clan, it's time to go home!"

There was a long silence around, and there were a few faint sobs. Even the most ignorant child felt this unusual atmosphere, and grabbed his mother's calf tightly, without saying a word.

"What's there to cry about! This is a happy event!" The sturdy man waved his arms with red eyes. He wanted to break this depression, and said loudly, "Everyone can go home, go back to the West, go back to our home……"

After talking about it, he choked up with a different tone: "Those who have returned home, please take a good look at our hometown for us..."

Most of the Jiaoqi people will stay in the icy Cangshan forever, and they will sleep forever in the snow.But for the rest, they can go home after everything is over.

Return to the hometown they haven't seen for thousands of years, the place that only exists in the stories of their ancestors.

This is hope.

Even though it is small and weak, it is the flickering candlelight of the Jiaoqi clan waiting for them in despair.

This will be the cruelest war, but once the darkness is over, it will be the light they have been waiting for for thousands of years.

We will definitely be able to see the most prosperous scenery in the world, no longer trapped, no longer wandering.

This is true of Jiao Qi, and so is the Yaozu.