stonecrandall Chapter 69 Sand Sea
Chapter 69 Sand Sea
In the dream, Duanmu Jian and Lu Ran had already completed their century-long journey to the God Worshiping Realm in accelerated time.The country of floating is like a calm water surface, slowly rippling ripples, slowly opened the prelude.
Survivors once tried to settle the shore.However, he was shocked to find that the land had been occupied by huge ring-shaped worms that grew wildly to the thickness of a bucket and were several feet long in the hundreds of years when there were no natural enemies.
These creepy-looking strange insects feed on the fertile black soil on the ground, and usually do not actively attack humans.But at the same time, it is difficult for human beings to gain the upper hand in the land competition with giant creeps.
Just two days after the house was built, the foundation was completely destroyed by giant insects that happened to pass by in an instant.A customary meeting is turned into a frightening nightmare by the unexpected visit of the worm.
After more than a dozen sleepless nights, someone finally decided to abandon the land and try to retreat to live on the surface of the water, where worms afraid of water dare not approach easily.
From the very beginning, we only dared to build it by the lake, and then simply put the supporting structure underwater.After several craftsmen united to solve the moisture-proof problem, they tried to expand further into the water.The technology based on driftwood has made a major breakthrough, and the crowd finally succeeded in occupying most of the lake.
The successful transformation of the environment by manpower enhances their confidence in manpower, which in turn stimulates the liberation of manpower and brings about explosive technological progress and development.In the end, with the island in the center of the lake as the center and hundreds of radiating ropes as the axis, the kingdom floating on the water is displayed in front of the world.
The sunken hills became small islands in the middle of the lake.The huge sacrificial stone pillar in the center of the altar has been preserved.On the towering and majestic stone pillars, straight and rigid stripes are carved.Like a standing figure, it casts a calm and rational shadow onto the water.
The houses scattered around the lake in different shapes and shaped like boats are connected by chains.The interesting roofs, bold and colorful decorations, and bright and bright colors are all unimaginable in that extremely depressing era of worshiping gods a hundred years ago.
The tallest buildings surrounded in the center are schools for teaching craftsmen's skills.A custom became popular.After the apprentice passed the school assessment, he would embroider a plain diamond pattern on the neckline of his clothes.
Time has changed, and the thrilling rebellion a hundred years ago has faded away, but this custom has been handed down—even if the people here have gradually forgotten its original meaning.
Following behind Duanmujian, Su Muya's soul, who chose to abandon the land and choose the water surface, once again reversed the direction of the light flow.Dots of silver light gathered together, pouring towards the center of the lake from all directions.Like the galaxy spinning in the night sky, the shining light illuminates the dark night.
For some unknown reason, Duanmujian was very interested. He hurried on the road, gestured and rowed, and explained to Ruomu the wonderful ideas of the floating country in solving problems such as thin column load-bearing, material connection, and foundation sliding. Shake hard:
"Learn for me! Why don't you learn!"
If the eyes fell on Duanmujian's shoulders, he would vibrate from time to time, pretending to be err, ah, ah, ah, he had benefited a lot.In fact, Lu Ran ignored her from the beginning to the end.
Because Yi Yao woke up in the temple.
Yi Yao came out of a dream and brought Song Jun out safely, and the crisis of the locust behind him was also resolved.After experiencing a short period of depression, Yi Yao quickly recovered. Before Lu Ran could breathe a sigh of relief, Yi Yao was very natural and held Lu Ran's wrist as if nothing had happened.
The warm touch came from the skin of the two of them.Lu Ran's soul was agitated, Ruo's eyes trembled suddenly, the exhaustion and melancholy that flashed in Duanmujian's eyes were immediately covered up by unnatural surprises, and he rubbed his hands expectantly:
"You also think the design of this hinged structure is exquisite, right? You have fully memorized its construction principle, right? You can draw it silently again at any time, right?"
After finally calming down, he refocused his attention on Lu Ran, who was in the field of vision he shared with Ruomu, and stared blankly at Duanmujian, who had bright eyes, with question marks all over his head.
Ruomu danced beside Duanmujian awkwardly but politely.The surface of the lake is as smooth as a mirror, reflecting the huge circular black hole that has never changed in the sky.The bloody flocculent clouds surrounding the black hole are like scarlet vines spreading around, watered by blood.
The Floating Kingdom sits right on the reflection of the black hole, as if it will be swallowed by the underwater abyss at any moment.On the floating board on the water surface, the silver-white souls coming and going, dotted the kingdom on the lake like a glittering glass spider web, brazenly confronting the strange sky above.
There was always a smile on Duanmujian's face, and he looked extremely excited and didn't need to worry about it at all.But for some reason, a strange feeling slowly came to Lu Ran's heart.
Sensing Lu Ran's strange mood, Yi Yao lightly rubbed the skin of Lu Ran's wrist, trying to draw Lu Ran's attention back: "Duanmu Jian is a monk of Yuan Ying. You don't need to worry about her. Let her solve it by herself."
Lu Ran agreed casually, but still tightly maintained the connection with Ruomu's vision.
At the end of the floating kingdom, he ran to blow up the temple.So he didn't know how heartbroken Duanmujian was at that time, looking at the technology of the floating country, he lost the race against the dust little by little.
But soon, when the endless sand and dust covered the mouth and nose of the Floating Kingdom layer by layer, stifling its breath little by little, Lu Ran himself also experienced the depressive grief that was gradually suffocated in the panic and helplessness.
The Sumuya Water Kingdom is like an innocent butterfly that has fallen into a spider web. Its white wings are tightly bound to the sticky web and cannot move.In the slow-moving murder, every last drop of effort was spent.
Duanmujian was visibly depressed and depressed, and fell into silence.Rough and dry sand continuously blows from far away places where water and soil have been seriously lost, and dry hot wind sweeps across the land.
Every second, the lake is getting cloudier.The originally well-defined shores of the lake slowly recede inward.Leaving behind large areas of salty white dry land.
Because the water vapor has never dared to dive into the bottom of the water, the worms who devoured the huge amount of black soil accumulated at the bottom of the lake twisted their bodies and got into the ground to eat.Every minute the lake retreats, they advance one minute.Almost surrounded the small countries floating on the water.
Duanmujian was tortured by the dense dull pain in his heart and couldn't breathe.She knew that as long as she survived this catastrophe, she would be the land of gold.But the technological development here has been unable to keep up with the drastic changes in wind and sand, and she doesn't know how they can win this time.
At this moment, she caught the sound of Ruomu flapping its wings.Having received a heavy blow from the coercion of another world, fine cracks have appeared on this Ruomu.
Duanmujian raised his head and looked at the direction Ruochen was heading in surprise.
There, the temple that appeared at an unknown time, symbolizing the end of the dream, shone with a seductive light.
In the continuous and never-ending sandstorms, Lu Ran can no longer see the future of the floating country here——
So he controlled Ruomu and ran away.
At first, Duanmujian thought that Ruomu's core was damaged, but Lu Ran started to smear and left.But she waved her hand to erect a few earthen cages, but Ruomu narrowly avoided them, showing no sign of blindness at all.
When the temple first appeared, Yi Yao had confirmed that this was the exit from the dreamland.As long as they enter the temple, it means that they feel hopeless in the cycle of disasters and hope to end the dream directly.And with permission, to wake up with a memory.
Having ended their hopeless wanderings, they have survived volcanic eruptions and stormy seas.At that time, it was Lu Ran who told them that those time and space reverse journeys that ended in disasters and catastrophes were not the whole truth.
Without civilization, it will be born towards destruction, and it will only recover again and again for the sake of continuation.It was Lu Ran who hoped that they would not erect the tombstone early and go all the way to fight for the possibility of this cursed land.
It was also Lu Ran who was nagging, trying to convince them that the memories they retained after waking up from the dream were not important, and it was not worth them giving up the truth and going out of the dream ahead of time.
As a result, the people who were brainwashed at the beginning have not given up yet. Instead, the brainwashed people took the first step and ran away with buckets, declaring with their own words: "There is no salvation, let's be destroyed."
Why let him finish all the positive and irony by himself?
Duanmujian looked coldly at Ruomu who was flying towards the temple, and stood there unmoved.As long as you survive this difficult time, you will be the land of gold.
Incomparable laurels, insurmountable pinnacles, eternally shining pearls.
Even if she chooses to end everything, she must at least set her destination in a place of golden splendor, and let her take another look at her hometown of Sand Sea, which is full of red gold.When she awoke in the dark temple, the golden glow was still shining in the dream.
Duanmujian was stunned for a moment.In the land of gold, Lu Ranke was always present.It was a magnificent sight that all Qixiu would never forget for a lifetime after seeing it once.Lu Ran knew the course of history, how could he give up at this time.
At this moment, Ruomu, who had already flown far away, fell to the ground without warning.Duanmujian subconsciously wanted to go over and pick up Ruomu, a flash of inspiration flashed through his mind.
Only when they choose to move forward, those who lead the way will bear the heavy pressure that is breathless, and even causes the fragile low-level spiritual weapon to collapse directly.How could someone like Ruomu who took the lead in escaping be crushed?
Unless, in this day and age, retreat is advance.
Duanmujian's mind was running fast.
Why in the last days of the floating kingdom, retreat means advance.Why can evacuation become progress only at the end of the floating kingdom.
In the temple, Lu Ran sighed silently.The blue bird that conveyed the message has already been released into the dream, but I don't know if it can catch up with the passing time.
Because of the unparalleled extraordinary confidence.
Yi Yao looked at Duanmu Jian, who fell into a deep sleep on the ground with some resentment, and still occupied most of his mind.Not daring to show jealousy, so he murmured softly:
"You should let her choose her own path. Not every time, someone can show her the way. Don't worry about it."
Lu Ran heard Yi Yao's hidden resentment, took time out of his busy schedule to pat the back of Yi Yao's hand, and went back to control Ruomu again.
Yi Yao squinted his eyes, like a bird whose feathers were gently combed, lazily leaning against the wall.
It was impossible for Lu Ran to hesitate to look back on what Lu Ran was determined to do, and he also gave up persuading.However, he always felt that by taking this opportunity, he might be able to find a way to get some benefits.
The previous Ruomu was completely shattered into two parts and could not be used. The new Ruomu came out from Duanmujian's cuff and flew towards the flickering lights in the temple without looking back.
Duanmujian didn't even think about it, and directly cast a spiritual spell to trap Ruomu. The genius monk who broke through the Nascent Soul in his 20s cast spells instantly. Ruomu, a low-level spiritual weapon, had no possibility of avoiding it, and was directly trapped to death in the dirt cage.
Unmoved, Lu Ran manipulated Ruomu with his soul power, and slammed into the earth and rock cage regardless.
While the caged Ruomu was struggling non-stop, the second Ruomu quietly flew out from Duanmujian's cuff, and flew towards the temple against the sand.When Duanmujian found out, he was already overwhelmed and shattered silently into the long yellow sand.
At the same time, Ruomu in the earth cage was already scarred by the constant impact.Duanmu had no choice but to let go of the shackles.Ruomu resolutely staggered towards the direction of the temple, and fell to the ground after flying for a long time, unable to move anymore.
On the edge of the dream, the phantom of the blue bird is trying to break through the enchantment that is more than a hundred times stronger than it was during the reverse journey before.
Lu Ran actually just wanted to give her a word.
If you are really stuck in a desperate situation, you are allowed to retreat, and escape is also recognized.
If staying put in the face of desperation is a symbol of perseverance, then leading everyone to evacuate from the disaster-shrouded homeland now requires equally unimaginable courage and determination.
Because when making this decision, not only must you have full confidence that you will be able to lead the people to live now, but also have full confidence in the future Sumuya people.
He firmly believes that when the storm of disaster finally stops one day in the future, the Sumuya people will return to their homeland.
If this is the original place, he can't believe that the future will return.Because this is the land given by the evil god to the homeless.When the land is no longer habitable, they can continue to wander aimlessly, praying to another god.
If this is the realm of worshiping gods, it is even more impossible for him to believe in tomorrow's return.Because under the oppression of the Holy See, people are incompetent, weak, and humble, and can only survive under the mercy of God.Even if the surviving wise men agree to flee, they may never return.
But this is the country of floating.
It is a floating country that has betrayed the power of the gods, liberated human nature unprecedentedly, independent personality unprecedentedly, human intelligence unprecedentedly powerful, and manpower unprecedentedly stalwart.
So he has the courage to defect to his homeland, just as he is confident that as long as the ethnic group can continue, his descendants will definitely return.
If the land was given away, people would not have much affection for him; if the land was enslaved, people would not be willing to return.
But when this land was created by people with their own hands.
This place has been sublimated into the hometown they dream of and cannot give up after a thousand years of ups and downs.
As Ruomu walked towards the temple that symbolized the end, the silver-white souls walking on the floating board connected to everything like spider webs also disappeared in the void one by one like bubbles.
Duanmujian suddenly remembered.She had seen the same scene when she traveled backwards in time.Like some kind of symbol lamenting defeat, and like some kind of hidden and obscure hint——
All the people in the floating country seemed to have dispersed like yellow sand in the blink of an eye. The school, which was once regarded as a holy place of treasures, was left with only a crumbling and empty shell, surviving under the long yellow sand.
She suddenly understood.
That's because not many people in the floating country really died in the disaster.
They left on their own.
At the same time, she finally realized what was wrong with the strange force that was pressing on her body, making it difficult to straighten her back, and even crushing Lu Ran's Ruomu completely.
That's not the malevolent curse of the strange dream.
That is the burden on the leaders of Sumuya for generations.
The patriarch of the original country must bear the pressure of extermination and lead the group to survive in the raging magma.
The wise men in the realm of offering sacrifices to the gods have to support the blasphemy and harsh punishment law, and lead other craftsmen to secretly go up the mountain to cut wood for a boat.
But now, the leader of the Floating Country wants to take the Sumuya people away from the windy and sand-ravaged land, without knowing anything about the grand scene of the future Golden Land.
Lu Ran couldn't wait for Zhou Qingluan, a waste snack, to peck through the barrier bit by bit to deliver a message.He released his soul power, and all the remaining Ruomu on Duanmujian's body flew out, like a crazy suicide, and flew towards the temple.
In the temple, Lu Ran's expression was stern, and his handsome and soft eyebrows revealed the strength of an indestructible sword.He wanted Duanmujian, and even more so, the evil god who cast a curse on this land, to understand the determination to return from their vows from the backs of their resolute departure.
When another leading Ruomu was about to shatter, Duanmu made up his mind and rushed up quickly.The moment she surpassed Ruo Gou, unprecedented pressure was suddenly exerted on her back, Duanmu Jian didn't take precautions, and directly knelt on the ground.
This is the weight of those who left their homes thousands of years ago.
No wonder, Ruomu was crushed after walking such a small distance.
Duanmu stood up with difficulty and staggered forward.
In the temple, Lu Ran silently watched Duanmujian's trembling steps, heaved a long sigh of exhaustion, and leaned on Yi Yao's shoulder.
Yi Yao reached out and wrapped a strand of hair from Lu Ran's temple behind his ear.His slender fingers brushed against his cheeks, like a fluffy bird rubbing against his sensitive skin with its down feathers.
Lu Ran's ears felt hot.In order to cover up the restlessness in his heart, he could only turn his attention back to the dream.
The impulsive action just now caused damage to varying degrees on the few remaining Ruomu Lingzhu.Even though Duanmujian took his place, the previous leading Ruomu quickly shattered one after another, turning into fragments and falling to the ground.
Ruomu is an original magic weapon created by Lu Ran. Duanmujian didn't understand the structure of Ruomu, so he dared not repair the magic weapon casually.Ruomu can only be stuffed back into the sleeve to prolong Ruomu's life as much as possible.
The whistling wind behind him seemed endless.
Unlike those who have traveled against the sea, the Sumuya people who fled from the floating country did not know whether the wind and sand would stop, whether they would return home in their lifetime, let alone the day when their descendants would return , Can you still recognize the unrecognizable hometown based on their descriptions in a few words?
They want to evacuate and wait for the end of the wind and sand in a safe place.But you can't really leave the dreamland directly from the exit of the temple.The flickering light in the temple couldn't lure Ruomu, but it could confuse Duanmu Jian's mind, making her almost walk into the temple uncontrollably several times, only to be awakened by Ruomu who was vibrating crazily in her sleeve.
Zhou Qingluan's Jade Talisman of Communication has not yet arrived, so he dares to be the same legendary bird as You Guihu back then.Lu Ran deeply suspected that Kunlun had seen Zhou Qingluan's good-for-nothing nature under his sweet appearance, kicked him off the mountain, was picked up by Lu Bai for charity, and became his apprentice.
Make him a bird specimen and hang it on the stele of Xuanming Youshui at the Taiyi Mountain Gate in Zhongnan Mountain.Seeing that this year's Taiyi disciples are mentally handicapped, the monsters might feel ashamed to rely on the strong to bully the weak and attack the weak Taiyi.It is better than sticking door gods to ward off evil spirits.
Lu Ran complained passionately in his heart.Anyway, he was the youngest disciple of Taiyi in both lifetimes, just like the most beloved youngest son in those clans, his status was very detached.
Ruomu is the only way for Lu Ran to keep in touch with the dream.And now the core spirit stones of the few remaining magic weapons are covered with scars like spider webs.He had no choice but to remotely control Ruomu to lie down and pretend to be dead, and when Duanmujian was about to fall into the temple, he quickly woke her up.
Duanmujian almost dreamed back to the time when he was studying art in Duanmu Mansion.It took a long time to edit a broken picture, and I couldn't finish the painting until midnight, so sleepy that I couldn't keep my eyes open.Those good brothers of hers felt sorry for their only sister, sneaked into Duanmu Jian's house mysteriously, saying they were here to help her tide over the difficulties.
Duanmujian was so moved that tears welled up in his eyes, thinking how to divide up the blueprints that Rang didn't have time to draw.Then she saw her elder brother hanging a sophisticated spiritual weapon around her neck, and said happily that it was a magic weapon that would ring regularly to tell the time.She will no longer worry about not being able to submit the picture the next day because she accidentally fell asleep.
Duanmu bowed his head stiffly, staring blankly at the magic weapon on his neck, which kept vibrating, vibrating, vibrating...
She suddenly came back to her senses.
Lu Ran was almost exhausted to wake her up and work.Ruomu was all listless, huddled in her sleeves motionless.
The roar of the sandstorm had stopped at some point, and the boiling yellow sand lay softly on the ground.Duanmujian turned his head, and the rolling sand dunes were like frozen waves.
In the stretching sea of sand, there are thumb-sized gold particles all over the place, shining brightly like stars in the sky.
A stone pier less than one person's height stands quietly in the vast golden sand.The carvings on it have been worn out in the long weathering, and only traces of straight and rigid stripes can be vaguely seen.
Few outsiders know why this dilapidated and small stone pier suddenly appeared in the holy place full of golden sands.
As few outsiders know, this stone pillar, which is only half exposed outside and less than a person's height, once stood on the top of a thousand-foot mountain that was submerged by the lake to the point where only the top of the mountain remained, overlooking a floating lake in the distance. s country.
Not to mention that no one knew that at the bottom of the stone pillar that had been buried by the yellow sand, there was once such a line of text engraved:
[One day, those who inherit our last wish will lead their clansmen back to the sand sea]
The edge of the earth covered by the blood-red sky was inlaid with a bright silver edge.The soul that once disappeared like a bubble, on the day when the wind and sand died down, headed towards the direction of the stone pier, and returned from all directions as promised.
Like a star that was once dim, it finally tore through the shackles of the sky and shone again in the night sky.
Some shadows wriggling underground were gradually forgotten as the years passed.The crowd who cheered and lifted up the golden sand, closed their eyes and bathed in the gold powder did not know that the seeds of disaster had already been quietly brewing in the black soil thousands of feet below their feet.
But these are all hundreds of years later.
In an irreversible deadlock, make the weighty decision to leave your home.After a hundred years of wind and sand, he followed his will and returned to his hometown a hundred years ago as promised.This time, they will build another miracle in the golden land of glory.
Just like their ancestors who connected the floating boats together in the huge waves a hundred years ago.
Ruomu, who was hiding in his sleeve, lightly rubbed Duanmujian's wrist.
Welcome back to --
The land of gold.
The author has something to say:
[One day, those who inherit our last wish will lead their clansmen back to the sand sea]
When I wrote this chapter, I happened to be watching the commentary on Rusty Lake, and my mind was full of "my daughter will return to Rusty Lake" (cover face)
The next chapter is Golden Country, which is my favorite world√
I revised the manuscript three times back and forth, and the more I wrote, the more excited I was, and I almost stayed up all night.Writing is really a beautiful thing.