2670 Xin Lingyu’s Catharsis (3)
“Of course not…”
Han Fei opened his mouth and smiled bitterly in his heart.
Only then did he rember that his Eldest Senior Brother had indeed said that the Ancient Life Tree could only protect the body in it for 100,000 years. After closing it, one couldn’t open it until they proved Dao.
What ca back with the coffin of the Ancient Life Tree was the divine tribulation. Just now, when Han Fei wanted to trigger this divine tribulation, he was stopped by Xin Linglan, and now she gave it back to him.
Han Fei said, “How about…”
Xin Lingyu seed to know what Han Fei was going to say and said firmly, “I don’t want it. From today on, we have nothing to do with each other. If I take your divine tribulation and your primordial essence blood, what am I? I have my pride. I can beco a god without relying on anyone. Why would I care about this trifling tribulation and a drop of blood?”
“Linglan, you don’t have to be so decisive.”
“No need? Then why don’t you choose between and Xia Xiaochan?”
“I…”
“Heh! Why are you hesitating? Indeed, won are cheap…”
Han Fei: “…”
Suddenly, she looked at the void and pointed her finger. A golden chain disappeared into the void from her palm.
Xin Linglan said, “Ao Wutian has perished. The Ti God Temple has already known. You don’t have much ti left. Today will be the last ti we et in this life.”
With that, Xin Ling’an reached out and grabbed it. Ti shattered here, and the tiline that could only be cut open by the Blade of Hope was like nothing in her hand.
Almost in an instant, ti changed here.
After breaking through countless tilines, they were still on the gravel beach in the Great Wilderness Village. A middle-aged man carrying a fishing pole was walking to the gravel beach while eating a carrot.
After seeing the middle-aged man, Han Fei couldn’t help but ask in surprise, “Old Han?”
Yes, if this person wasn’t Han Guanshu, who could it be?
Han Guanshu didn’t have the Blade of Hope, nor did he have Xin Linglan’s ability, but he had the Ti Worm that could penetrate ti and appear in this ti period.
However, this ti period was shrouded in fog, so he couldn’t directly cross the 800-year tiline. He could only start from scratch and slowly live here, waiting for the right ti to see Jiang Linxian.
He would’ve t Jiang Linxian in two hundred years, but he didn’t expect his son to show up in front of him. He was rather shocked.
Han Guanshu looked at Han Fei, at the expressionless Xin Ling’an, and then at the coffin of the Ancient Tree of Life beside Han Fei. He couldn’t sense Xin Ling’an’s strength, nor did he know her, so he didn’t feel anything. But he knew Xia Xiaochan.
Han Guanshu asked in surprise, “Why are you here? What happened to Xiaochan? Why did you bring her here?”
Han Guanshu realized that he seed to be asking a piece of nonsense. Then he said in shock, “It’s only been 600 years, and you’re already here? No, even if you could co, it’s impossible for you to et ! We’re not in the sa tiline.”
Han Fei glanced at Xin Linglan and said, “It’s a long story.”
Xin Ling’an was quite decisive. “Then don’t say anything.”
Then she waved her hand and the tiline changed again. When the tiline stopped changing, she waved her hand and they appeared in a palace.
This palace was exactly the sa as the one Han Fei dread of in the past. Even the gently floating gauze curtain hadn’t changed.
At this mont, a beautiful woman was standing in front of a table and drawing arrays with a brush and ink. The array patterns were extrely complicated and exquisite as if she was drawing a painting of a great world. Beside her hand was a blue and white incense burner. The smoke from the incense burner fell on the array as if there was a fairyland in the painting.
Suddenly, three living people, an ancient tree coffin and a green trembling stick appeared in the palace. This caught her off guard and she was stunned.
She had been here for more than 100,000 years, and this was the first ti she had seen a group of people appear in this palace.
But soon, she recognized the person. “Shushu…”
Old Han was also shocked. “Xianxian? This…”
Old Han couldn’t help but look at Han Fei, as if asking what the hell was going on.
Jiang Linxian also looked at Han Fei, unable to move her eyes away, and the pen in her hand fell on the array.
“You… Fei’er?”
At this mont, Han Fei finally saw Jiang Linxian in person, just like the person he saw in the dream. However, at that ti, her hair was loose, but at this mont, it was tied up casually, her eyes were watery, and she was wearing a misty purple brocade with golden threads. At this mont, her mouth was slightly open, and her face was full of surprise and joy.
“Mom… Wait, isn’t this ti node my birth node?”
Xin Linglan: “It’s fake. Ti still flows. The stories here don’t happen over and over again. It’s just that their freedom is restricted. Going back to kill you before you were born is nothing but an illusion that doesn’t exist.”
Han Fei’s heart skipped a beat. Was that mysterious person wrong? Wait, maybe the mysterious person deliberately told this to the ominous Han Fei? It was possible.
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