Simple places often have extraordinary scenery.
Just like the pavilions and towers in the courtyard today, to ordinary people, these are just extrely ordinary scenes without any special traits.
But in Zhou Yan’s eyes, these are manifestations of the great Tao in simplicity, an extraordinary return to the truth through ticulous craftsmanship.
If Zhou Yan was previously unable to confirm that Zhou Wangchen and Li Yunjin were not ordinary, then after witnessing this scene, he was already convinced.
Many truths are not absent; it’s just that those who face them don’t understand them.
Because one is not qualified enough, one’s heart is confused, and emotions are troubled.
Once you possess the corresponding power, any truth will be wholly revealed before you.
Just like this ordinary pavilion, which interprets an extraordinary supre Tao.
"Young master, don’t be sad. The young mistress’s situation might actually be less painful if she leaves."
Li Qing sighed softly, gently comforting.
She didn’t know that Zhou Yan was seeing parts of the supre Tao and truth and assud he was saddened by his mother’s experience.
But Zhou Yan didn’t explain, he just nodded slightly and said, "I understand, don’t worry. By the way, who built this pavilion?"
"Built?"
Zhou Yan’s sudden question left Li Qing slightly stunned, clearly surprised.
But she thought hard for a while and earnestly replied, "Young master, the construction of this pavilion was a long ti ago, but Qi ng happens to know about it. Back then, when the young mistress interacted with Zhou Wangchen, the environnt here was not like this. Later, a very mysterious elder ca into contact with the young mistress.
Qi ng’s deep mory of this elder is because his weapon was unusual, an axe, a crescent-shaped axe with open ends.
He resembled an elderly woodcutter among ordinary people, but the young mistress respected him greatly. His appearance was only known to Qi ng at the ti because she served the young mistress closely.
The two Guardian Fengs did not know about this matter either.
But after he saw , he seed inexplicably surprised as if he knew .
However, when I was puzzled, he seed to sense it and only said that I resembled the daughter of an old friend of his, but I felt that was an excuse.
After that, all the arrangents here changed, and the young mistress liked such a living environnt very much, and none of us felt anything was wrong."
As Li Qing explained these matters, she seed to recall the past scene.
Zhou Yan sensed Li Qing’s thoughts and captured a fragnted mory scene, still in this place, but at that ti, Li Qing was a little girl, a chubby, porcelain-doll-like girl.
The figure of the elder with the axe was already blurred, his appearance indistinguishable, but the mont Zhou Yan saw him, his gaze sharpened—his eyes extraordinarily bright—leaving a deep imprint and trace in the depths of Li Qing’s heart.
"Um—"
Li Qing cried out in pain, suddenly clutching her head, obviously in so discomfort.
And Zhou Yan retracted his powerful sensing power, causing ripples in his heart.
When a person recalls, with Zhou Yan’s powerful sensing ability and soul’s strength, it is entirely possible to sense the images in the other person’s mind.
This doesn’t harm others’ mories. Before this, Zhou Yan could sense others’ thoughts precisely because of this ability.
At this ti, what Li Qing said, Zhou Yan indeed intended to probe, wanting to see what truly existed behind this engraving and environntal setup.
And now, he saw a part of it, which was equivalent to being in the future of Li Qing’s past.
But the elder carrying the axe could also seemingly sense the future, thus brightening his eyes in an instant, interrupting the scene.
This was the reason for Li Qing’s pain.
Could it be that the past and future can indeed be altered?
Zhou Yan’s heart sank slightly, as this related to a transcendent realm beyond the immortal Tao, sothing not easily explained by an ordinary Sword Burial Ancestor Star.
Every action of a cultivator is mostly purposeful; hence, what is the significance behind these environnts and the blood-colored demon dragon?
Zhou Yan had no choice but to contemplate, as these are the key points of the entire puzzle.
Only through understanding these key points could one better proceed on the future path.
"Young master, so headache, I’m sorry, nothing important follows, this is all I know."
Li Qing circulated her qi and blood, suppressing the overwhelming pain, her voice slightly trembling.
Zhou Yan gently waved his hand, and a gentle energy of Xingyi Rebirth technique enveloped Li Qing, imdiately alleviating her pain.
"Mm, you and Feng Ling Bamboo wait here for , I will walk around by myself."
Zhou Yan said.
Then, with a movent, he once again appeared in the void beside the pavilion, holding a flying sword as jade in his hand. As the flying sword lightly pierced the texture of the engravings, everything inside was revealed.
Like wood rotting after being gnawed by insects, cut open by Ru Yu’s flying sword, inside everything is decayed, turning into dark yellow powder, like ground yellow sand.
A faint stench of decay perates within.
Life nearly exhausted, decay endless.
Zhou Yan gazed at the fragnts, as if seeing the scene after the crystal bones had crumbled to decay.
These fragnts are not ordinary debris; they are more like the remnants of truly decayed crystal chips or crystal skeletons.
Just these materials existing here, are they ant to nourish that blood-colored demon dragon?
Zhou Yan could no longer find any clues about the blood-colored demon dragon, but he was certain that the secret behind it was the key to Emperor Lei Yan’s immortal mory.
But this part has always seed non-existent, with no trace to be found.
Afterwards, Zhou Yan lingered in the loft and in the courtyard among the ancient trees, seeing similar traces, yet each place had already turned into decayed fragnts.
On the surface, nothing had changed, but in reality, within this courtyard, there were no longer any fluctuations of Dao patterns or mysterious auras, as if the last wisp of aura had already decayed.
Zhou Yan wandered through many places, eventually arriving at his mother Li Yunjin’s boudoir, an ancient room with traces of age, and everything was filled with ancient energy.
Here, Zhou Yan seed to feel a familiar warmth that comforted the spirit, like the initial intimacy and familiarity between the bloodline, as if a unique aura was intertwined with his soul.
Zhou Yan’s expression turned sowhat dazed, as if he saw a warm scene from the past in this desolate room.
In the room, Zhou Wangchen carved beautiful engravings, which depicted Li Yunjin, while Li Yunjin was writing beautiful and ancient runes.
Zhou Wangchen gazed at Li Yunjin, and Li Yunjin’s face displayed an indescribable smile of happiness.
However, this scene in the abruptness suddenly burst into purple flas, burning everything, Zhou Wangchen and Li Yunjin seed to disintegrate bit by bit in the flas.
"Child, I’m sorry, I’m sorry..."
A gentle voice sobbed and choked, uttering heart-wrenching words.
It was an impact from the mind and soul, causing one’s bloodline to shiver, divine soul to tremble, and spirit to grieve.
Zhou Yan trembled all over, abruptly lifting his head, only to see beyond this room, a star in the sky shining a magnificent light, falling towards an unknown distance.
It was a shooting star.
Isn’t life just like a shooting star as well?
If not immortal, then every life form, for a lifeti, is just a shooting star in the vastness of the Star Domain.
Zhou Yan ca back to his senses; dust had long settled in the vast and desolate room, and the previous scene was gone, with neither statues nor ancient text.
Of course, nor was there that uniquely warm yet heart-wrenching voice.
Yet Zhou Yan found that even he, nearly transcending, had eyes full of tears.
This was the first ti, on this Sword Burial Ancestor Star, that he had shed tears.
At this realm, how could there be illusions or hallucinations? So, Zhou Yan actually knew this scene was rely a trace of information left behind.
He even felt that familiar yet departed aura in the decayed air.
This Sword Burial Ancestor Star is not simple, and it’s only just beginning to reveal one corner of its iceberg.
Once, he didn’t understand, not because it hadn’t happened, but because he wasn’t qualified.
Now, having the qualification, he can see more, and see further.
"Ah——" A long sigh, expressing all the complex emotions in his heart, after which Zhou Yan’s heart once again cald down.
He perford the Green Water Dao, cleansing everything in the room, making everything look as it did in the dreamlike room from before. Then, Zhou Yan picked up Ru Yu’s flying sword with a thought of extre carving.
But in the end, holding the flying sword, he did not carve, only stood for a mont.
Finally, Zhou Yan put away Ru Yu’s flying sword, murmuring: "Sorry? There’s really no need for that, many things in the world, I’ve also experienced, so I understand, many things are truly beyond control. Regardless of what you do, I will never bla you."
Zhou Yan finished speaking, sighed softly again, and then turned away.
The room was no longer desolate, no longer filled with dust, it had beco completely new.
But here, there was no longer that familiar aura.
Because here, it had beco unfamiliar.
An unfamiliar family, an unfamiliar place, and nearly unfamiliar people.
Zhou Yan walked out of this room on foot, arriving at the pavilion where he had been before.
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