Chapter 55: This Seat is Restless

Although it is called the Fairyland of the Vermilion Bird, it is not inhabited by immortals, but by half-immortals and half-demons, a kind of alien of mixed blood.

They are the most similar beings to the immortals on the Xianxia continent and are also known as "Feathermen".

The Feathermen have lived for generations in the maze of Jiuhua Mountain, in their own Peach Blossom Yard, and have rarely interfered in earthly affairs. But they are not all immortal blood, they are also half mortal flesh and blood, so they are not completely free.

The Feathermen had appeared in large numbers in Mo Ran's previous life when the world was in turmoil. But in the end, they were no match for the human emperors who had perfected the forbidden arts, and in the end, all the Feathermen were killed by Mo Ran, as he stepped on the stinking blood and the scorched feathers.

One fire and the Vermilion Bird Wonderland is destroyed.

It was such a crazy memory that even afterwards Mo Ran would think about it in a cold sweat, soaking her vest. It felt like he was possessed by a demon, and it was brutal.

At the moment, however, he clearly did not have the strength to fight the Feathermen. In fact, because of their race, most immortal cultivators have less spiritual power than the Feathermen, and the only people who can fight them at the top of the Dead and Alive are the few outstanding elders.

Xue Meng was startled to see Mo Ran's face: "What's wrong with you? Why are you so pale?"

"It's nothing." Mo Ran's eyelashes fell, and she whispered, "I just ran a little too fast."

Feathermen's advent was the beginning of Shi Mei's tragedy in his previous life, and Mo Ran's heart hung in his throat. He had thought it would take some time before this happened, but in this life, so many things were going differently.

On the top of the deadly life in winter, a frail remnant of the sun hangs in the sky, diffusing a layer of dead white light.

Mo Ran stood in the sunlight and couldn't help but take Shi Mei's hand.

Shi Mei stared blankly: "What is it?"

"" Mo Ran didn't say anything and shook his head.

Xue Zhengyong's voice rang out at the right time, his words not so different from those of his previous life.

"I call you before the Loyalty Palace today because after more than eighty years, the Feathermen have returned to the world. As he did eighty years ago, the Feathermen have left Peach Blossom Yard and come to earth because they know that the world is in danger and have come to help."

He paused and turned his head to look slowly around at the black mass of disciples below.

"As you all know, although the Ghost Realm boundary was set up by the Beginning God Fuxi. But over the past million years, the boundary has gradually weakened, and every few decades it breaks down again. Over the years, the power of the Ghost Realm boundary has become weaker and weaker, despite the help of all of you"

Xue Meng hummed in a small voice, "Father is really talking nonsense, it is clear that the Master is almost always alone in helping each other."

"Despite all your help, the ghost world is becoming more and more porous and will eventually collapse, just as it did decades ago. At that time, all spirits will descend, all ghosts will attack the world, the boundaries between the human and ghost worlds will be broken, and mortals will suffer. To avoid such a tragedy, the Feathermen will select a few of the most spiritually gifted from all the Xianxia sects and send them to Peach Blossom Yard to train in seclusion."

The crowd erupted at this statement.

Feathermen to choose someone to take to the Peach Blossom Yard fairyland for cultivation

All the disciples' amazement was tempered by a clump of excitement and, regardless of their talent, a secret anticipation of one kind or another.

Mo Ran was the only one who did not look happy, and there was a layer of worry in the corners of his eyes. He is usually so good at disguising himself that people can't tell if he is real or not, but at this moment, he can't hide his emotions

This is a matter of life and death for Shi Mei. Shi Mei was chosen by the Feathermen to go to Peach Blossom Yard to practise. Shortly after his return, there was a massive collapse of the ghostly loophole, and the spirits crawled from hell to earth.

Shi Mei and Chu Wanning fought side by side in that cataclysmic event, each standing on one side of the fence and working together to fix the biggest gap. However, Shi Mei's power was not equal to Chu Wanning's, and when countless evil spirits saw that the Yang boundary was about to close, they made a stand against Shi Mei, turning into a Tongtian aura that penetrated Shi Mei in an instant as she struggled to maintain the balance of the boundary.

The evil demons kill the heart and the dead soul wears the body.

Chu Wanning didn't raise his hand to stop Shi Mei from falling from the top of the dragon pillar, he chose to use all his spells to seal the boundary that Shi Mei hadn't been able to complete, all by himself!

It was snowing heavily that day, and Shi Mei fell from the high platform like a small, inconspicuous flake among thousands of crystals.

The snow drifts are endless. So who cares which of the six-pronged ice crystals is about to melt, just like the endless generations of mortals, who care about the death of an ordinary person from birth to death for decades, except for their closest relatives.

In the snow, in the smoke of the beacon, Mo Ran holds Shi Mei, whose breathing is weakening, on his knees, begging Chu Wanning to take a look at Shi Mei and save her.

But Chu Wanning eventually turned his back on the snow-capped plains, choosing to serve his own cause, and the love between master and disciple was once again extinguished.

How ridiculous.

Chu Wanning likes things, cares about things, pursues things that are so ridiculous.

Chu Wanning, for example, loved to listen to the rain and enjoy the lotus, and he loved Du Gongbei's poems, which were written with such rigorous counterpoint that he was terrified.

Chu Wanning, for example, cares that the grass comes to life again in spring and the cicadas die again in autumn, that smoke rises again wherever the people are not allowed to live.

Chu Wanning, for example, has also been teaching them that those who have the Way are the first and the last of all beings.

But Mo Ran thought, "Fuck all beings!

He didn't know those people, he didn't care, what did it matter to him if they were dead or alive

Chu Wanning's rain may be the murmur of a deserted soul with no place to return to, and the grass and trees are splashed with the tears of the displaced people. His rain is just ordinary rain, and the grass is the grass that is often found. Life is just two words written on a piece of paper, who gives a fuck.

So he thought, "Chu Wanning is hypocritical, despicable, full of benevolence and morality, as if he had the whole world at heart, but in his narrow-mindedness he does not even begrudge a place as a disciple.

He later asked Chu Wanning if he was distressed, if he was upset, if you were still alive, if you had let Shi Mei die on your word, if you had killed him, you hypocrite, you liar.

Do you still have a heart?

Shi Mei When he fell from the platform, he was calling out to you, he was calling out to the Master, did you hear him? Did you hear him? Why didn't you save him? Why didn't you save him?

Chu Wanning, your heart is made of stone.

You have never

Neither ever cared about us.

What you don't care about what you don't care about

What came after that was that.

Chu Wanning became the uncrowned king of the Xianxia world, loved by all, and no one cared about the dead, Shi Mei's bones were like a stone step, trampled under the feet of the victor.

He took an under-endowed disciple in exchange for a clear river and a peaceful sea, so-called peace in the world.

No one would say he was wrong.

Only Mo Ran saw the crown on his forehead, so splendid, forged from the bones of the dead, made possible by Shi Mei's death.

Hate to the core of your lungs.

"Hey, Little Your Mightiness."

"Hello."

Suddenly there was a warm, kind hand that touched his forehead. Mo Ran jolted out of the pitch-black memory and opened his eyes abruptly.

In front of him was a delicate face, as bright as a lotus flower and as bright as a haze. A Feathermen had come to him at some point and was smiling faintly.

"Such a great opportunity, Little Your Mightiness, why are you walking away?"

"Ah, don't take offence, fairy sisters." Mo Ran smiled at the Feathermen for fear of being seen, "I like to get carried away, and when I saw my sisters were here, I was hoping to be chosen and see what the Peach Blossom Yard fairyland was like. "

While Mo Ran was lost in thought, the Feathermen had come down to select the right person. In his previous life, he had been the most inscrutable of all, so he had been so wrapped up in the situation that he hadn't even been aware of the movements around him.

The Feathermen smiled again, but as soon as she spoke, she said something that Mo Ran had never expected: "I see that your spiritual energy is pure and your cultivation and qualifications are rare.

Mo Ran :""

Mo Ran :""

Go to Peach Blossom Yard

In a previous life, only Shi Mei and Chu Wanning were chosen, so why would they be chosen in this life?

His astonishment was overwhelming, so it was no surprise that the Feathermen had taken a shine to him, and the people around him only looked at him with envy.

Mo Ran was taken up to the Loyalty Palace by the Feathermen, and after the initial surprise, his beating heart slowly calmed down, but there was a glimmer of unseen ecstasy in his eyes.

Something has certainly changed in this life.

He doesn't know if these changes are a blessing or a curse, and why his destiny has changed, but at least he can go to Peach Blossom Yard, and once he has studied with the Feathermen, it may not be Shi Mei's job to repair the boundaries.

He was a rough man who had lived two lifetimes and did not know what it meant to be the first of all beings and the last of himself.

But Shi Mei was the best person in the world to whom nothing mattered anymore.

This includes this skin of one's own, a half-returned soul.

As long as Shi Mei is alive, he can live without it.

However, by the time the Feathermen had chosen everyone and gathered in front of the Loyalty Palace, Mo Ran realised that the line-up was completely different from that of his previous life.

Shi Mei was still among those selected. However, Chu Wanning was absent from the selection process because he was in retreat, so he was not chosen, but was replaced by Xia Sini, a young disciple of Elder Xuan Ji.

To Mo Ran's surprise, Xue Meng was also invited by Peach Blossom Yard to say, in the words of the fairy ambassador, "You seem to have the remnants of Gouchen's sword on you, which is interesting."

The muffled sound of bells ringing from the Tongtian Tower not far away echoes across the whole of the Peak of Death and Life.

" Lower Fairy World at the top of death and life, Your Mightiness is Xue Meng, Mo Weiyu, Shi Mingjing, Xia Sini, four in total." After communicating with Xue Zhengyong, the Feathermen, the leader of the fairy ambassadors, released a transmitting wren.

She lifted her hand and let the brightly feathered birds rest on her fingertips as she continued in a loud voice, "Today I see these four people with the right talent and a pure nature, and they are wonderful talents. I hereby present them to the immortals."

With that, the bird flew away. The wren took note of her words and, fluttering its strong feathers, soon disappeared into the vast sky.

To go to Peach Blossom Yard to practise immortal arts is an even more rare opportunity than seeking Shenwu, and no one would refuse. No one would refuse to go to Peach Blossom Yard to practise immortal arts, as it is the duty of an immortal practitioner to resist the mass disintegration of the ghost world boundaries.

The duration of the practice can be as short as a few months or as long as three or five years, with no fixed duration.

The Feathermen were not unkind, and as the end of the year was approaching, they said that they should have a good New Year's Eve before taking them to Peach Blossom Yard in Jiuhua Mountain.

Mo Ran's joy at the thought of going to Peach Blossom Yard with Shi Mei in the near future. But the joy did not last long and slowly faded away. He didn't understand why at first, until one day he looked up from the southern foot of the Peak of Death and Life and saw the red lotus water pavilion, which was tightly bound.

Mo Ran's steps slowed and finally stopped, stopping where they were and gazing up at the cloudy mountains.

Chu Wanning has been on retreat for over three months now.

In this life, the hatred for this man seems to have faded away. Even though I have repeatedly told myself not to forget Chu Wanning's face when he abandoned him and Shi Mei, there are still times when I can't help but feel compassion and my heart is in turmoil.

Xia Sini was walking with him and when she saw Mo Ran looking different and staring at South Mountain, she was slightly moved and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Little Brother, do you think he will come out before we leave?"

"He"

"Ah." Mo Ran froze for a moment and smiled back at Chu Wanning, after spending time together over the past few days, he felt that this young master was really well-behaved and understanding, and he was very fond of him, "I am talking about my master, Elder Yu Heng."

Chu Wanning: "So that's it"

Mo Ran sighed and muttered, "He's never been in seclusion for this long before. Could it be that in Jin Chengchi, it really hurt badly"

It was the first time in a long time that he had taken the initiative to mention his mentor.

Chu Wanning knew it was impossible but couldn't help asking, "Do you miss him a bit?"