Goodbye to the Spirit Tower, Du Kuangfeng's mood was a little complicated.

The foundation of the spiritual tower was left by Bai Wuji back then, and the construction method is not complicated. Standing in front of this mountain-like tower and feeling the spiritual power it gathers is enough to make any monk feel his own insignificance.

Before everything happened, they naively thought that even if the Ling River flooded and the spiritual power of the monks was exhausted, as long as they retained this tower, Luoyang would probably survive a few years until the day when the Ling River collapsed.

However, after truly experiencing the destructive power from the way of heaven, this preparation became a joke - Chang'an's disappearance was only in an instant, leaving no chance of reaction or struggle.

The act of building a tower... It's like a child playing with sand on the beach pinching a sand embankment, and he is also counting on using it to resist the tsunami that has not yet arrived.

Following the suspended plank road mounted on the inner wall of the mountain, Wei Xingzhen and Du Xuanfeng walked around the spiritual tower. Du Xuanfeng asked about where Wei Xingzhen and Feng Yan were going in the past few days, and Wei Xingzhen informed him one by one.

After hearing that Feng Yan and Wei Xingzhen were forced to go outside the domain by continuous thunder, Du Xuanfeng was really shocked. This horror was even far beyond the collapse of the twelve domains that Wei Xingzhen talked about later. In this very small detail, Du Xuanfeng seemed to have seen the limitations of the way of heaven.

The way of heaven actually has so-called likes, dislikes, worries and fears...

Then what is the difference between this and human beings?

Now I think of the disappearing Liufu Mountain, Feng Zhiyan at the foot of the mountain... These fragmented puzzles gradually formed a huge set of pictures in Du Xuanfeng's mind.

He had just realized that there was an unexpected glance at the stone man not long ago. I am afraid that it was not a monster stone beast that suddenly appeared, but a husky who had been trapped underground for four hundred years...

The two of them circled the tower for a while and returned to the starting point.

Wei Xingzhen looked at the tower with his eyes and murmured thoughtfully, "It's not bad."

Du Xuanfeng was a little surprised by this comment, "Are you serious?"

"Seriously." Wei Xingzhen stopped, "The spiritual power stored in it alone is enough to build a barrier covering Luoyang."

Du Kuangfeng was not convinced - no matter how rare the spiritual power was, as long as it was thin enough, it could build a barrier that could cover Luoyang.

But what can such a barrier resist?

Du Huanfeng suddenly sighed, and then whispered, "It's not good to delay any more... Can I ask you something else?"

"What's up?"

"There is a path in the spiritual tower that is directly in Luoyang." Du Huanfeng pointed to the entrance of another mountain road not far away. "Since you have entered the mountain, Tianlei has temporarily let me go. I will not make things difficult for me after coming. I will just go back alone - but Wulang is still trapped on the other side of Guixu Mountain. If you run fast, go directly to pick him up on my behalf... See you in Luoyang."

...

In the wooden house on the hill, Feng Yishu sat by the bed and closed his eyes to rest.

Not long ago, a series of thunder sounded suddenly in the distance, as if thunder continued to fall from the sky towards the ground, for half an hour, until the rumbling sound from further apart, the thunder here gradually subsided.

Feng Yishu didn't know what was going on outside, but the thunder made him involuntarily remember the story of immortal cultivation told him when he was a child - maybe some fellow Taoist was really going through the tribulation in the Daizong Mountain area.

I just don’t know if Master Du Tian was affected...

Feng Yishu calculated in his mind the distance between Du Kuangfeng's foot strength and Luoyang City here. With the usual speed of the Heavenly Master, he should have returned to the city at that time, so there is no need to worry about him.

Feng Yishu raised his eyes and looked at Ayu again.

Although there was only He Kui, who seemed to be powerless in this room, except for him and Ayu, Feng Yishu was still vigilantly aware of all the changes around him.

The rain kept sounding outside the window, and he held Ayu's hand and never let go.

Suddenly, he felt Ayu's fingertips move.

Feng Yishu straightened his waist almost immediately, "A Yu?"

Ayu on the bed had indeed woken up. Her eyes were half open, and she looked at the top indifferently, with a little ignorant sleepiness.

Hearing Feng Yishu's voice, she looked slightly and a light smile appeared on her face.

Feng Yishu breathed a sigh of relief. He put Ayu's back on his cheek and whispered, "Fortunately, it only took three hours. To count it... only seven years?"

Ayu looked at him and blinked.

"Have you found a solution?" Feng Yishu asked, "What have you seen?"

"Shilu..." Ayu murmured in a low voice.

"Sheer?"

"After tweeting three times...what would happen if I continued to tweet..." Ayu breathed gently, "I... saw it."

Feng Yishu frowned slightly, and Ayu's words made him feel uneasy.

“…What will happen?”

"After three times they will shed all their feathers... and return to the nest of the Heavenly Way and become a chick. Until their wings are full, they will set off again... and fly to the earth.

"It's been going on every cycle, and it's going on like this... I won't stop."

Ayu closed his eyes briefly and slowly opened them.

"As long as there are disputes in the world and there is a battle situation where there is no certainty in the victory, the Herons will continue to be reborn... because they are prophetic birds that claim victory, and this is... the mission that is destined by birth."

Feng Yishu held Ayu's hand, and the more he heard it, the more he felt something was wrong.

Ayu's voice at this moment was weaker than ever before. Although her fingers were slightly curled up in his palm, as if she was holding his fingers, the girl's hand was just resting on her head - Ayu's hand had no strength at all.

"Are you uncomfortable?" Feng Yishu said with concern, "Why are you so haggard... Is it because you have been there for too long, so you have spent too much energy? If you are too tired, don't talk first and have a sleep first. It's still raining outside, and we can't go anywhere for a while...

"We don't worry. No matter what the method to terminate your contract with Xiaying in the end, we will wait until you have enough energy-"

Ayu shook his head.

"Mr. Xia, he is dead."

Feng Yishu was stunned.

Xia Ying... is dead?

He suddenly remembered what Du Huanfeng suddenly woke up, and then he realized that it was a little conscious. It was precisely because Xia Ying was dead that the spell he used to the Heavenly Master was unlocked.

Thinking of this, Feng Yishu's eyes were slightly brighter. If this was the case with Master Du, would Ayu have eliminated the contract together?

Before he could ask, Ayu had already smiled and said, "...Now, I am free."

Feng Yishu breathed a sigh of relief, leaned against the edge of the bed, put his chin on the edge of the bed, "That's great... You suddenly said that those who were there were not, which scared me, and I thought something happened..."

Ayu laughed again.

Feng Yishu looked at her, "Since Xiaying dies, you will be free, why did you wake up after so long? Is it taking a lot of effort to make sure this matter takes?"

Ayu shook his head, "No need to work hard, it's soon."

"That……"

"I have been there for so long because I want to find answers to other things." Ayu said softly.

"What's the answer?"
Chapter completed!