Chapter 3489: Chapter 1719: Flowers Bloom Across Generations Gradually Returning, Incense Erges from the Dead Sea with Efforts Persisted
Aunt Xiang stared at the sunflower outside the prison gate, lost in hesitation.
She hadn’t forgotten that during the War of the Ten High Nobles, she had been killed once by soone nad “Kong Yuhen.”
If not for The Divine, she might have reincarnated many years ago.
“Is it him?”
But the Kong Yuhen on the Ten High Nobles and the Kong Yuhen in front of her, Aunt Xiang couldn’t quite recall if they were the sa face.
Looked a bit flowery.
Unchanged was the scent.
That bewildering scent that seed to lead one astray, threatening to vanish with the wind, was unforgettable, Aunt Xiang couldn’t forget it.
Because she had been killed by that “scent,” the fear of life and death was etched in her mory, and Xiang Yaoyao would never forget the three words “Kong Yuhen.”
“Sister Xiang, eat this seed.”
“Thus, the grudges between you and him will be written off, how about it?”
Outside, the sunflower repeated once again, holding a black seed in his hand, freshly plucked from his face.
The young man addressed by the people around him as “Lord Shou” said that there were actually many Kong Yuhen?
There once was a self, perhaps an impostor Kong Yuhen, who killed this young lady in front of him.
Then a Godhood appeared, smacking Kong Yuhen away, which even the owner feared?
Sunflower Kong Yuhen didn’t like getting entangled in cause and effect.
For no apparent reason, he felt it was his duty to end this chapter of cause and effect.
Yet he himself didn’t know why he was offering a seed of atonent on behalf of a potential imposter.
Nevertheless, every ti he wanted to turn and leave, it felt as if soone pressed his shoulder, injecting a thought into his mind:
“I should do this…”
Sunflower Kong Yuhen couldn’t leave.
He stood obediently at the cell door, holding the seed.
He tilted his head towards the only person who ca along, “Lord Shou,” feeling that this guidance wasn’t issued by him.
Who could it be?
In this Dead Sea, who else could transcend the power of the Dead Sea and offer guidance?
“I should do this…”
Even when his thoughts were scattered, such musings would erge, so Sunflower Kong Yuhen again kindly urged:
“Sister Xiang, please eat this space seed.”
“It can save your life at a critical mont, consider it compensation.”
Aunt Xiang would never eat anything from Kong Yuhen, it looked inexplicably strange.
She stepped forward, reaching out to grab the seed, opened her sandalwood lips, and swallowed it.
“Gulp.”
Xu Xiaoshou watched, and his hair stood on end.
Guidance!
Is there truly soone who can surpass the Dead Sea and exert guidance here besides himself?
With a sense of foreboding, Xu Xiaoshou suddenly turned his head and looked behind him.
In the farthest distance of the sixth layer of the Dead Sea, appearing like it was beyond the Dead Sea, yet seemingly on its edge, was a faint glow.
It was an ancient three-story pavilion, extrely small from a distance, yet the plaque hanging above the door was quite conspicuous:
“All Ti Forgotten Sorrow Pavilion!”
Xu Xiaoshou’s eyes ignited with sword cognition, pushing wave patterns.
The Super Taoization Intent Dao Disc, in an instant, sent a body of consciousness silently appearing behind the All Ti Forgotten Sorrow Pavilion.
Bam!
This ti, he didn’t go through the main entrance.
The body of consciousness transford into a large hand, gently pushing open the wooden window of the All Ti Forgotten Sorrow Pavilion.
“Creak——”
A slight sound seed to echo.
Yet neither the Feng Zhongzui, Holy Mountain Sanctuary, Aunt Xiang, nor the sunflower heard anything.
They seed deaf, blind, perceiving nothing, seeing nothing.
Xu Xiaoshou’s pupils dilated, he could see!
He saw after opening the wooden window, passing over the display case with the wooden carvings of the Ten High Nobles, two people sitting at the small tea table!
“Two?”
Yes, two people!
Kong Yuhen, dressed as a white-clothed scholar, wearing a gold Yama mask.
Beside him, in a gold robe with a sword on his back, was a small wooden carving instead of a head under the hood.
A palm-sized wooden carving depicted the appearance of Yama Chief Huang Quan.
But under the hood, it was still not a human face, but a smaller wooden carving!
This wooden carving…
“Still Huang Quan?!”
Under the hood…
“Still wooden carving?!”
Small Huang Quan…
Smaller Huang Quan…
Small wooden carving…
Smaller wooden carving…
One wooden carving after another replaced the heads of Huang Quan, hidden under increasingly smaller hoods.
At a glance, Xu Xiaoshou’s consciousness was almost sucked away.
He saw endless universes, endless spaceti, endless trickery, and countless wooden carvings, and Kong Yuhen!
“Friend…”
And when the scholar Kong Yuhen at the small tea table removed the golden mask which should have belonged to Huang Quan beside him, revealing that square face and his signature beard, accompanied by a familiar voice:
“Friend, you’re anxious again.”
Xu Xiaoshou’s heart stopped abruptly, cold sweat soaking into the Dead Sea.
“Startled, Passive Points, 1.”
…
“I’m going out for a bit!”
Back from the Divine Relics, Jin Ren Swish returned to Shengshen Continent.
Upon logging in, without a word, he initiated Independence, didn’t even use the Vanishing Technique, and instantly teleported.
Swish, in a flash, he appeared at the location of Hallmaster Dao Qiongcang in the Southern Underworld.
Dao Qiongcang was watching a show in the Southern Underworld.
Similarly among the waves, a Heaven Secrets Curtain lay before him.
Depicting the scene being broadcast by the Dao realm from Feng Zhongzui, where Aunt Xiang had just eaten the sunflower seed.
As for Lord Shou’s “looking back at the tower” action to the side, neither Feng Zhongzui nor the Dao Imparting Mirror detected a thing.
Jin Ren stood firmly beside Dao Qiongcang, staring at his face, listening to the absent-minded mumbling of Elder Dao the Flamboyant:
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