Outside of Time - Chapter 1140 P 1

[Beyond Time Chapter 1115: Slaves of God (1/3)]

Seven days later.

Beside Jiuqu Mountain, the woman’s voice was like a lark, like a flowing spring, echoing

in all directions. “The green mountains are like screens hiding the traces of immortals, and the nine bends meander into the clouds. The clear water whispers between the stones, and the sunset glow does not stain the wind of the pine forest.”

As the voice spread, the entire Jiuqu Mountain can be seen from a distance, surrounded by clouds and mist, with streams falling from the top of the mountain, winding through nine bends, falling at the foot of the mountain, and merging into a long river of clear water.

There are also boats on the river, like fallen leaves.

“Senior, this is Jiuqu Mountain. The streams in this mountain are nine bends, and there are fairy sounds echoing between the streams, so it is named.”

In the boat, incense was burning and bright lights were erected.

Yunmen Qianfan played the music of the guzheng while looking at Xu Qing who was looking at Jiuqu Mountain from afar in front of him. The ripples in his heart became more and more turbulent as he walked along the way.

Even after seven days, the scene of the strange death of the guest official of the Earth Spirit Clan still occasionally appeared in her mind.

One glance made a cultivator of the Seventh Realm of the Soul to cry and die. In her opinion, this kind of thing cannot be done without the Great Perfection of the Nine Realms of the Soul.

This made her realize more clearly that what Yan Xuanzi showed in the Lingchen Mountains was just the tip of the iceberg, and as long as she did not encounter the master along the way, she would be safe. It was

precisely because of this that she felt less life-and-death danger in her heart, and what followed was a sense of wonder, which also made this journey a real tour.

And the relaxation of her mood made her smile much more than usual. She

was more integrated into the music, and the sound of the guzheng was intertwined with the sound of the river.

With the help of incense and bright lights, being in it, it really felt a bit of “the gurgling of the spring accompanied the whereabouts, forgetting the hustle and bustle of the world and everything is empty”.

Listening to the fairy music and looking at the Nine Songs, Xu Qing took the wine pot and took a sip.

Compared with Yunmen Qianfan’s relaxation, Xu Qing’s mood was difficult to forget the hustle and bustle of the world in the drifting of the fairy music.

Although the wine melted in the mouth, it evaporated in the memory.

Vaguely, there was also a boat, two people on the boat, and music flowing in the heart.

As if sensing Xu Qing’s mood at the moment, Qian Fan lowered his head, and the sound of the zither followed the gentle singing, floating on the clear river water.

“The flying birds are looking for old dreams, and the heart is peaceful with the mountains and rivers. I wish to stay here to accompany you for life, and the years will sing without asking when I will return.”

…

The river water is sparkling, and the wooden boat sails through Jiuqu Mountain.

“I have a song that I haven’t heard for a long time. Are you willing to play it?”

Xu Qing suddenly asked.

“Qian Fan is willing.”

Yunmen Qian Fan hurriedly looked up, looked at Xu Qing’s back, and spoke obediently.

Xu Qing raised his hand, and a jade slip with a music score imprinted on it fell in front of Yunmen Qian Fan.

Qian Fan raised his white hand, placed it in his palm, closed his eyes and concentrated.

After a moment, the sound of the zither changed.

The familiar tune echoed in this world.

The long river, the lonely boat, slowly went away.

The woman on the boat played the instrument, and the man looked into the distance.

In the mountains and rivers, he was looking for his old dreams.

The wind blew the feeling of rivers and lakes.

The sound of the zither seemed to tell the joys and sorrows of a lifetime.

In the end, everything turned into a pot of muddy wine.

In loneliness, Xu Qing drank it down in one gulp.

“Senior… This song has a profound artistic conception and contains a lifetime of obsession. Although it is sad, it is also free and easy. The composer is definitely not an ordinary person. I wonder what the name of this song is?”

Yunmen Qianfan looked at Xu Qing and asked softly.

Xu Qing did not answer, but glanced at the river and then looked at the horizon.

A strong wind blew, making his long hair flutter and his clothes flutter. A touch of indifference also rose in the wind.

So the wind stopped.

The waves of the river were also silent.

The next moment, the river surface in front of the wooden boat suddenly churned!

The river water sank, and a huge head suddenly rose from it.

This head is like a snake head, with scales all over it, black all over, and mucus flowing. Its eyes are like red flames, full of malice.

It is hundreds of feet in size. When it appears on the river, the wooden boat is like a child’s toy.

Along with it, there are waves of whispers echoing in the mind.

This sound falls into the ears, making people crazy, their souls unstable, and their bodies roaring.

At the same time, with the appearance of the strange head, the surroundings began to distort, and the sense of blur was strong.

And after looking into its eyes, Yunmen Qianfan’s heart beat uncontrollably, as if it was about to break through the chest.

The mind seemed to be torn apart, and a sense of madness was invading from the outside.

She was shocked and clearly felt that at this moment, her body seemed to have all the flesh and blood with will, forming a strong repulsion with herself, as if to separate. As

for the spiritual energy in all directions, it was rolled back at this moment, invaded and occupied by a breath that was completely different from the spiritual energy. While repelling each other, the spiritual energy was also polluted.

That is the breath of God, that is heterogeneous!

That is… a spirit!

Almost at the moment when Yunmen Qianfan’s mind was shaken, his cultivation was suppressed, and his body and soul could not bear it, a gentle force emanated from Xu Qing’s body, covering him and shielding him from the

outside world.

Then Xu Qing raised his right hand and grabbed forward.

Suddenly, the distorted and blurred nothingness in front of him roared, broke into pieces, and collapsed in an instant.

[End of this Chapter.]