Unseen Immortal of Three Hundred Years

The hanged ones said, A general.

Young General.

It is said that he died under the sacred tree.

Why does the jade sculpture move?

Is it because of those two swords just now?

It should be...

The people hanging upside down turned their heads to look at Xiao Fuxuan, who had drawn out the sword, with puzzled expressions on their faces.

Only when Wu Xingxue heard the phrase death under the divine tree, he moved his fingers on his side. It's very strange, at that moment, he actually felt an uncomfortable feeling in his heart, as if he had seen how that person died under the sacred tree.

He was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously reached out to the jade carving.

The hanged people turned pale with fright and shouted in a hurry.

That statue can't be touched!

That was carved by Shenmu himself and cannot be blasphemed...

Apart from itself, anyone who touches it will come out—

Before the word thing was finished, they stopped in unison, and fell into a dazed doubt.

Because they saw Wu Xingxue holding the jade carving, but nothing happened. Only a long wind swept across the temple, as if something in the jade statue woke up for a moment.

Xiao Fuxuan grabbed Wu Xingxue's wrist, saw the other person's eyelashes trembling slightly, and asked, What?

After a long time, Wu Xingxue opened his mouth and said, No.

nothing.

Just the moment he held the jade statue, he felt that there was a spiritual sense wrapped around his fingertips and melted into his body.

It's like a fragment he left in the jade statue, and now it has finally been found.

The moment his spiritual consciousness melted into his fingertips, he remembered something.

About Shenmu, about Bai Jiang.

***

A long time ago, when there was no Lingtai, there was a towering giant tree on Luohuatai. The cycle of life and death in the world is all on this giant tree——

Whenever a baby is born in the world, it will pull out a new green branch and give birth to a flower bud. Whenever someone dies in body and body and leaves the world, another flower will fall from the tree.

Ordinary people can't see it, only the newly born or dying can see it once by chance.

There used to be some people who escaped from death and were lucky enough to save their lives. After recovering, they always said that they had seen a sacred tree on the Falling Flower Terrace. Over time, there have been various rumors about Shenmu.

It is rumored that Shenmu has the appearance of being half withered and half prosperous - the top of the canopy is full of flowers, and from a distance, it looks like the boundless clouds under the setting sun. But at the bottom of the canopy and in the depths of the branches, flowers continue to fall, no matter the spring and autumn, it never stops.

Those fallen petals can cover the mountains in the twelve miles, floating in the mountain streams, reflecting the flowing water with cherry red. So Luohuatai has a grand scene, which is famous in the world but few people can see it, called white water flows into the mountains, red flows into the wild.

That grand scene is the life and death of the mortal world, representing the entire human world.

The rumors spread more and more widely, so people built a temple on the Falling Flower Terrace to enshrine the giant tree that ordinary people can't see.

Things related to life and death are always particularly attractive. The temple was once one of the most lively places in the world. Too many people stepped on the threshold and made various visions there.

At first, most of those visions were about life and death—a prayer for a new life, a prayer for a recovery from a deep wound, a prayer for peace, or a hundred years of peace.

Later, it became more and more complicated. So for a long time, people think that any tree has a special meaning.

Rumors say that Shenmu listened to the joys and sorrows and prayers of too many mortals, and slowly gave birth to a human side. Gradually, the rumors about Shenmu added some words and phrases.

——Those who had a chance to see Shenmu said that they once saw a ghostly shadow on the lush branches of Shenmu, as if someone was holding a branch, sitting among the flowers, and looking down at the increasingly lively Luohuatai.

Because of the relationship between Shenmu, more and more houses are built on Luohuatai Mountain. Many people who travel from south to north will come here in March when all things are born, and gradually the prototype of the market will take shape.

But there is a truth in the world that no one likes, but it always becomes a prophecy, called good times don't last long.

Even Shenmu couldn't escape this sentence.

At first, those who had heard of Shenmu were only praying. Later, some people began to be greedy and have evil thoughts.

Since Shenmu represents the reincarnation of life and death and the rolling forward years, then... if you can find a way to borrow a little bit of Shenmu's power?

Can it bring people back to life, and can they bring back the years of white life?

This statement makes too many people shake and salivate. As a result, the existence of Shenmu is no longer the same as before, there is only protection and stability.

Those omnipotent methods have caused a lot of trouble-some people died because of Shenmu, and some people died because of Shenmu...

These troubles have become karmic obstacles, entangled on the sacred tree.

Rumors say that it is precisely because Shenmu has transformed into a human side and is entangled in these karmic obstacles, so it cannot escape the laws of the human world-it has doom.

In the year of Shenmu Yingjie, the world was not very good, and the war was chaotic.

At that time, there was no such thing as Langzhou and Mengdu, and the borders were scattered everywhere.

A small country in the southwest gathers together, and it is the place where the fire of war is most prosperous. Later, even teenagers entered the battlefield with cold swords and swords.

That autumn eve, when the moon was supposed to be full, came out in the southwest.

There is a sad scene--

On one side, the battle of Jiamingzhiye, which had no name at the time, had just ended, and the remnants of the fire were burning in the vast wilderness.

On the other side is the thunder on the Falling Flower Platform, and the electric light falls from the nine heavens, like an airtight net, slicing at the place where the sacred tree is located.

That boy covered in blood came to Shenmu from the end of the mountain at that time...

He looked seventeen or eighteen years old, with a vaguely youthful appearance between his brows and eyes, but he was covered by a suffocating aura that was as sharp as cold iron. His waist and legs are long and he should be tall, but because he was exhausted and covered in injuries, he couldn't stand very straight.

At first glance, it was killed from the fire.

He had a long sword in one hand and a bloody cloth on his back.

As he crossed the mountains, he staggered with his sword in his hands, the blood cloth moved, and two slender arms hung down. The arms were full of wounds and scars. Experienced people could see from a distance - it was a small child, dead.

In the past two years, on the edge of the battlefield, I always encountered such children.

Even if they die of starvation, they will not die, they will be eaten up by beasts, evil things, or other extremely hungry people, and they will end up with no bones. .

When the young man walked under the sacred tree, it happened to be the gap between the sky and the thunder, and the entire Luohuatai fell into a short-term tranquility.

Rumors say that ordinary people cannot see the sacred tree, so people who come to Luohuatai often go straight to the temple, and do not really look up to find the invisible giant tree.

But the young man did not go in the direction of the temple, he stood under the tree with his sword in his hand, swallowed the blood between his lips, and raised his head.

His brows and eyes are extremely handsome. If he was to wash away the blood and suffocation, he should be a young man who was as cold as jade and high-spirited. It's a pity that he doesn't have that day anymore.

Because after swallowing the blood, he whispered in a hoarse voice, I saw you...

Legend has it that only those who are new or dying can see the sacred tree.

When he saw it, it meant he was about to die.

His eyes reflected the blue-black sky light, and he moved a bit, as if to see the whole sacred tree clearly, and see the depths of the tree crown. After a while, he swallowed hard, lowered his eyes, and said in a low voice, It's different from the legend...

The Shenmu that night was indeed different from the legend. It had endured dozens of calamities and was covered with long ravines. There are not many flowers left on its branches, but the ground is full of withered petals. It is not as cloudy as the clouds like the legend, nor does the moon reflect the color of rouge.

The young man's blood and energy are almost exhausted, and it is not easy to hold on to the Falling Flower Terrace.

After he lowered his eyes, he knelt down halfway along the sword. With his last strength, he dug up some soil at the bottom of the tree and buried the child's corpse on his back.

Folks often say that if a person can be protected by a sacred tree after death, he will be able to live happily and live a long life in the next life.

He covered the soil, and finally couldn't hold it any longer, rolled over and fell down. He still held the sword in one hand, lowered his head, and slowly lowered his thin eyelids, narrowing them into long and narrow lines.

Blood flowed from his forehead, into the deep eye sockets, and into his eyes.

At that time, his consciousness had already begun to be chaotic, and there was only blood in front of him, and he could not see or hear clearly. So, when he vaguely heard a vague voice asking him, Who is the buried person?, he just blinked slowly and didn't speak.

He sneered at himself, feeling that he had seen the hallucination before he died. But he still moved his lips and said in a barely audible voice, I picked it up...

A child who had nothing to do with him, just instinctively grabbed him with the last bit of strength as he passed by.

It should be fear of dying, or fear of being eaten by others will hurt after death.

It took him a long time to answer before he suddenly remembered that the question was inexplicable.

It is mentioned in the legend that the divine tree has transformed into a human side, and someone once saw an illusory shadow among the tree canopies.

The boy's hand holding the sword clenched a little more, he panted and swallowed the smell of blood surging in his throat, his Adam's apple slid several times. He wanted to open his eyes to see if there was really such a person in the canopy, but he couldn't blink the blood away, so he couldn't see anything.

He only felt that the vague voice was also a little weak and seemed to be suffering, not much different from him.

He remembered the mysterious thunder and lightning he had seen before, and understood a little.

If Shenmu can really transform people, those long ravines should be very painful. No wonder...it's so soft.

He thought in his heart, and the Shenmu seemed to be able to hear it, and rustled a few times.

It is also possible that the rustling sound is still just a vision before death.

When he thought so, the sky suddenly lit up, and the last few thunders fell from the Nine Heavens, and they were aimed at the root of Shenmu. The boy blinked in the electric light, and blood droplets fell to the ground along his eyelashes.

Does it hurt?

I'm about to die...

he thought.

The moment the blood smeared into the soil, the young man suddenly held up his long sword and blocked the thunder on his body with his shoulders.

At the last moment of this life, what flashed in his mind was the corpse that could not be seen for a hundred miles in the wilderness, and the appearance of the god tree with dead petals on the ground. He thought: Open your eyes in the next life, I can see you blooming...

Since the beginning of Shenmu, all he has heard are prayers. Every man wants something, and always wants to be sheltered by it.

This is the first and only time that someone has sheltered it with a mortal body.

And the boy closed his eyes for a long time, but could not open them again.

So I couldn't see it. After his death, the phantom in the high canopy slowly condensed into a real person.

***

After a long time, people still couldn't see the Shenmu, but they found a pair of skeletons where the Shenmu was. There was a military plaque on the waist of the skeleton.

According to rumors, it was a general who died under a tree, seventeen or eighteen years old, not yet the weak crown.

After his death, the place where the blood flowed was full of jade essence, and the bright cold white surrounded the whole sacred tree.

The temple dedicated to the sacred tree also suddenly had a jade sculpture from a certain day. The sculpture was a cold and handsome boy leaning on a towering giant tree.

People were amazed and wondered where the jade carving that appeared out of thin air came from. Later, someone said that the night before the jade carving appeared, a figure in plain clothes seemed to have entered the temple and disappeared like a cloud and mist.

So people said that the figure was the person who was transformed by the sacred tree, and that the jade carving was carved by himself, for the very young general who died under the tree.

Now that I think about it, those legends are inseparable from eight and nine, there is only one thing, even the legends have never known.

Only those who hand carved jade statues know best...

Wu Xingxue remembered that when he carved the jade statue, he put a touch of his spirit in it, and also clicked a drop of blood from the man—

In this way, if that person is reincarnated and returned to the human world, if he has the predestined fate to come to this temple again, if the spirits and blood in the jade statue can smell the familiar spirit...the towering jade tree that the young man is leaning on will recognize it. come out.

He was born in Shenmu, and since he was born, the only unrelated words he heard came from that person: It hurts, I'm going to die. When I open my eyes in the next life, I can see you blooming.

At that time, he did not expect that the Shenmu would be sealed and detained in such a forbidden area together with the temple. He also did not expect that when the young general of the year lived again, he would be summoned to immortality at a young age because of his connection with Shenmu back then, and received the word exempt from God.

Back then, when he first saw Xiao Fuxuan walking up with a long sword on the high white jade steps of Xiandu, and smelled the familiar scent of the soul, he felt a little regret in his heart.

It's not that it's a pity that the reincarnated person won't have the memory of his past life, but that the other party can't see the white jade statue, which hides a little thank you gift from him.

Xiao Fuxuan never knew about that thought, and he himself had forgotten it for more than 20 years. Unexpectedly, at this time and today, because of such an opportunity and a ray of spiritual knowledge, I would think of this fragment.

They didn't expect that they would actually stand in this temple again.

So... when Xiao Fuxuan's two swords of forgiveness swept across the entire temple, the jade tree that had hidden the gift of thanks recognized its spirit and burst into buds.

It was a tree full of flowers blooming just for him alone.