"Maybe there is a price to uphold the will of the way of heaven with flesh and blood, right?" Feng Dai murmured, "The way of heaven at the foot of Liufu Mountain has always been weak, so her messenger has neither received any gifts nor received any punishment...

"Until you." Feng Dai looked at Feng Yan.

Feng Yan turned her head slightly.

"……I?"

"Do you still remember the weak water I mentioned just now? The flooding weak water is not a punishment for Feng Zhiyan, or even the opposite - it is the power that she has been suppressed for too long... However, the bloodline of Guzhe had just awakened from her body. The young general neither knew how to calm it nor how to control it. He could only fight again and again, exhausted and rushing to fight with his long-suppressed resentment...."

"Ao Sho..." Feng Yan repeated the name in a low voice, "Whose name is this...that Heavenly Dao?"

"Yes." Feng Dai whispered, "When you were not born, she knew that you would be the messenger in this generation-I was very surprised at that time, because according to her initial statement, the messenger was not destined to be a messenger at the moment of birth, and later I understood..."

Feng Dai paused, "You were already a messenger in your previous life. She did not predict anything, but told her what had happened in her previous life."

Previous life.

These words fell into Feng Yan's ears and caused trouble again - how many people in this life have come back with memories of their previous lives?

The vibration on the ground became more and more intense, and Feng Yan could almost see some light projecting in through the gap.

"Later," Feng Yan frowned and asked, "What happened to Feng Zhiyan later? Why did I search through the history books and couldn't find her name, and there was still a flash of light. She was—"

Feng Dai looked at the last barrier that was almost shattered in front of him, and took Feng Yan to his illusion again.

However, the final picture only has silhouettes.

Feng Yan saw Sun Shutong who was making a generous speech in front of others, saw Feng Zhiyan holding her tightly when he was twitching, saw Sun Shutong's fierce quarrel with Fu Guang, and the growth of Ling Xiao's army once again after Feng Zhiyan retreated behind the scenes.

Feng Zhiyan stayed away from her friends and subordinates and stepped into the depths of Daizong Mountain alone. She refused to see anyone and only contacted Sun and Fu through letters.

In the vast forest, she sank herself into the dark water.

These poisonous waters bypassed her body and became docile.

She kept sinking, sinking. I don’t know how long it took, but the black and weak water around her gradually became lighter, and everything became soft and shining - deep inside the ground, she met a golden river.

The river water is light and clear here and full of vitality.

Feng Zhiyan's body gradually melted in the river until the golden light flooded her entire body.

Until this moment, Feng Yan, who had been watching the scene, suddenly felt that she had been switched to the first perspective, and she felt that she seemed to be integrated with the world.

The breath of every tree, the rotation of every river, and the breeze blowing through the hills are like her own breathing and rotation between heaven and earth.

Uncountable memories flowed into her body, and everything that had been erased in the past returned to Feng Zhiyan's mind in this clear power.

Twelve thousand years of silence.

The yoke of 12,000 years.

Now she finally broke free from the airtight cage and quietly grew to seventeen years old in a place far away from the heavenly way of looking at.

She knew where she came from and also understood her journey to go back.

When she opened her eyes again, she lay on a huge rock somewhere in Daizong Mountain. The heavy rain washed away the surface and soaked her whole body.

All the weak water that was flooding on the ground disappeared. Feng Zhiyan looked up at the dark sky, looked at the heavy dark lightning that split from time to time, and extended his hand to Qiongyu.

A gust of wind rose from the ground, quickly dissipating the rain clouds above her head.

A lonely moon in the night sky reveals a quiet light from the gaps of the clouds.

"I'm back."

...

Suddenly, Feng Yan opened her eyes.

Every time she woke up from such a drowsy long sleep, the first thing she saw was Wei Xingzhen's face.

It was very quiet around, with no croaking insects and no one spoke.

Feng Yan looked at Wei Xingzhen's closed eyes and looked at him for a nap.

The rain has stopped.

But what is this place...

Feng Yan blinked and saw a huge banyan tree covering the sun above her head.

Time is like evening, or early morning. A faint light flows from the branches to the ground. In the distance, there are many people as big as ants walking on the huge roots of trees, as if carrying something.

Feng Yan narrowed her eyes and saw the palace gate of the imperial palace not far away. From the gap between the tree roots, she could even barely recognize a path leading to the Xuanmen.

This should be Luoyang...

But the entire Luoyang City has been covered with dozens of huge banyan trees at this moment, and there are almost no open space on the ground, all of which are deep, shallow, large and small.

Feng Yan was a little confused and closed her eyes again.

...Is it still in a dream?

"grown ups!"

Feng Yan heard the sound of Going from not far away.

She heard the footsteps of Qu Jin, which were as light and short as before, just like him, reacting quickly and agilely, but often made people laugh because of this unthinking.

Immediately afterwards, Wei Xingzhen's voice.

Feng Yan heard him stand up straight, and it seemed that he was awakened by the sound of "Sir" of Go. Feng Yan heard the sound of his clothes rubbing against the clothes when he turned around.

...What's going on?

If this is a dream, the details seem to be too real.

"What's wrong?"

"The location of Tianshi and the others has been found - in a dilapidated temple not far from the North City Gate, Ji Ran, and Wulang and Miss Qi from the Feng family are all inside."

"... Are you still alive?" Wei Xingzhen asked in a low voice.

Feng Yan suddenly opened her eyes.

"Everyone is alive!" Qu Shen almost immediately captured Feng Yan's changes and said in surprise, "Mrs. Are you awake?"

Wei Xingzhen immediately turned around and saw Feng Yan looking at him-although his eyes were weak and haggard, he was indeed opened.

"A Yan."

Wei Xingzhen frowned and held Feng Yan's hand.

The other party's warm palm was pressed against the back of his hand, which made Feng Yan feel a little warm. Feng Yan's expression was still a little confused. She first used a little force and pinched Wei Xingzhen's knuckles like a temptation, and then her eyes slowly moved from his eyes to the ten fingers that were holding each other.

"My, hand..."

Feng Yan looked at the dense black lines on her right hand and was a little surprised.

She couldn't help but raise her other hand - it was still normal.

Feng Yan's eyes raised again, looking at the branches above her head.
Chapter completed!