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Chapter 4 Dreaming Part 4

Feng Yan was puzzled for a moment, "Who was crushed to the ground... for 12,000 years?"

Feng Dai did not answer immediately.

Heavy rain fell between the sky and the earth. Feng Yan saw the dark river rushing down from a distance. Feng Zhiyan and several monks stood in front. When the weak water came, everyone used their spiritual power to form a transparent embankment.

The water that swallowed everything turned to this point.

When the rain passed and the sky cleared and everything calmed down, Feng Yan saw that the weak water was already scorched earth.

Since leaving Chang'an, Feng Zhiyan has been fighting this inexplicable natural disaster almost.

At first, when everyone was excited when they saw that the general was able to resist the erosion of weak water, they were excited, but the longer the days were, rumors suddenly arose - almost everyone realized the same thing, and wherever the Lingxiao army went, the weak water flooded.

The rumors were initially released by other rioters, but when they reached the Lingxiao Army, people shuddered in unison.

Because this is indeed the case - since Feng Zhiyan led his army to capture Chang'an, the incident of weak water attacking the city suddenly became frequent.

In the past, it was almost a kind of existence considered as a heavenly punishment, appearing sporadically and irregularly in every corner of the Great Zhou. Every time it flooded, it brought a small-scale disaster to the living.

After that, this natural disaster entangled Lingxiao Army, and they followed the Ruoshui wherever they went.

Later, someone found white silk in the fish's belly, and there was a bloody letter on it: The sky was disgusted by the sky.

Not only that, some bizarre huge rocks with words began to appear in the mountains; in the wilderness that had not been visited for a long time, oracles appeared on huge trees. The story of "Lingxiao and the Cold" that was originally regarded as a good omen also became an ominous foreshadowing.

——Does Lingxiao blooming against the season and flowers that do not follow the laws of the four seasons mean evil that is contrary to the heavens and overestimates one's own ability?

The seemingly indestructible iron plate began to split from the inside, and after each black torrent attack, a large number of soldiers left.

A small number of newcomers followed, and more old people turned against each other. In the end, the only ones who remained by Feng Zhiyan and had never wavered were Fu Guang and Sun Shutong.

"...Why?" Feng Yan murmured, "Is Ruoshui really a heavenly punishment for this general?"

"Of course not counting." Feng Dai whispered, "Even if it is a punishment, it is not used to punish her."

Feng Yan was extremely confused - every sentence of Feng Dai was like a riddle. Although she could feel that these things were pointing to the same core, Feng Yan always felt unscrupulous about everything before breaking through the fog.

"That's for...?"

"The general was only seventeen years old when he first conquered Chang'an." Feng Dai whispered, "For a general, it seems too young to achieve such a record, but for a woman, something happened to her too late."

"You mean..."

"Gui Shui. From the boundary between children and women," Feng Dai whispered, "all changes happened after that."

Feng Yan frowned slightly.

"You have met another messenger, huh?" Feng Dai asked suddenly.

Feng Yan nodded.

"Well, has he shown you his stone?"

Feng Yan shook her head, "He said that his pre-stone was lost outside the territory."

"So, you've never seen two pre-stones put together?"

"Is it going to turn red?" Feng Yan asked, "If so, then my pre-stone has already-"

"Do you know why pre-stones turn red?" Feng Dai interrupted Feng Yan softly.

Feng Yan was slightly stunned and looked into her grandmother's eyes. She suddenly realized that perhaps the answer that had troubled her for a long time could be obtained from the old man today.

“I’ve heard two statements.”

"Yes." Feng Dai nodded and signaled Feng Yan to continue.

"One is what my aunt told me, saying that prescription of stone is a sign of prescription. Who is the destined person among the daughters of the Feng family, and whose stone will change after reaching age.

"The other is what the messenger told me, saying that prestone is a signal that changes when one messenger approaches another."

Feng Yan looked at the old man, "I wonder...what is the right statement?"

"Everything makes sense, but it's not right." Feng Dai replied.

"How to say it?"

"The pre-stone is the token between the way of heaven and the messenger. When the way of heaven has a new order, the messenger will change when it is to be promoted on the earth." Feng Dai said softly, "However, the way of heaven never appears before people. How can the messenger understand from the miracles that this is the will of the God?"

"Then, the pre-stone red means... approaching the way of heaven?"

"Yes." Feng Dai nodded, "Ordinary people hold it, even if the way of heaven comes, the pre-stone will not respond. If there is no new order in the way of heaven, even if the messenger holds it, it will remain the same as usual.

"I have always had a misunderstanding - it's not just me, my elders, my sisters, and everyone mistakenly thinks that prestone represents a pre-set fate, but not... The so-called fate is the possibility after something happens, it is a choice."

“…Can you explain it more clearly?”

"It is not that there is a destined person who is destined to be chosen by the Heavenly Dao to sacrifice first, but that after the Heavenly Dao discovers the right sacrificer, he will then fall his destiny."

Seeing that Feng Yan still didn't understand, Feng Dai smiled and said lightly, "If I hadn't met Yan Fu, or if Yan Fu did not love me, I would not have become the messenger in this generation, and he would not have died."

As soon as the word Yan Fu came out, Feng Yan felt a huge thunder sounding not far from above her head again.

Feng Dai looked up and looked at the dark zenith.

"It's discovered." She coughed a few times with difficulty, clenched Feng Yan's hand, and smiled, "Since that's the case, there's no need to trouble like this..."

Feng Yan felt that the vibration from her feet was gradually becoming more intense. Outside this dark territory encircled by Feng Dai, everything seemed to be falling apart.

Feng Dai continued, "The reason why the pre-stone turns red when the messenger is approaching is that the messenger itself carries part of the will of the way of heaven - but if you really have to put your pre-stone and the flawless one together, you will find that your stone is much darker than its color."

"……Why?"

"Because his heavenly way is high and he has never really shown up after giving him the destined career fifteen years ago, and your heavenly way is always at your feet."

Feng Yan's breathing stagnated for a moment.

"There are... two ways of heaven in the world?"

"Since there are two messengers, why can't there be two in the way of heaven?" Feng Dai whispered, "It's just that the daughter of the Feng family, who was selected as messengers, has never been like you. Once you open your spiritual consciousness, you will be burdened with difficulty in contact with people--"

"Xiaying is the same as me in this matter." Feng Yan couldn't help but speed up his speech, "Do you know the reason?"
Chapter completed!
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