She sighed.

Senior Sister stared at the fire spirit in the copper hood, the flames fell in her eyes, and the beating became the names that symbolized the legend. There are still some things she didn't say... Since twelve years ago, after the bright and dark nights, the twelve continents, the sun and the moon, have suddenly changed in her eyes.

They used to live in Xizhou, and what they saw was the miasma fog and the city.

This is how he was when he was born, and the same when he grows up.

She didn't feel anything at all, until the "Ancient Stone Stele" was dusted off by the hidden history and reappeared in the world, and she suddenly realized that it was not the case from ancient times to the present. It turned out that everything she was used to was only once. The rubble left behind after the partners who worked together parted ways.

There are old marks everywhere.

The angry sea of ​​Qingzhou, the undead city of Nanchen, and the lack of sky in Xizhou are all silently saying: This is just an unfinished world, a fragmented world.

...that's really frustrating.

How beautiful would it be if the original vision could be realized?

The young disciple understood a small part of it, but did not understand a large part of it, and was surprised and admired: "Senior sister, you know a lot!"

"Read more books!" Senior sister was interrupted by him, and she came back to her senses with a wicked voice, "After the dark night, the incomplete parts of "Ancient Stone Stele" will be filled up, and any bookstore is selling them. You'll find out if you look around."

The young disciple was trained by her to shrink his neck again and muttered: "You have read so many books, don't you know what happened to the whale group this year?"

Sister is speechless.

Yeah, what happened to the whales?

Why are you wandering outside Baichuan, unwilling to join them?

While speaking, the deacon walked over to Elder Gu who had been sitting cross-legged in front of the ice wall, not knowing what to say. Elder Gu stood up. Everyone's eyes were focused, but they were shocked to see that he took off the black cloak embroidered with the logo of the elder of the Beast Sect, folded it respectfully, and handed it to the deacon together with the waist card.

"Elder, elder?!" The disciple was stunned.

Once the Xianmen waist card is issued, it will not be withdrawn unless the disciple is expelled from the sect.

But, is that possible?

That is Elder Gu Qingshui! The only Juggernaut in the Imperial Beast Sect!

"Elder Gu, Deacon Mu!" Senior Sister stood up abruptly.

Deacon Mu was holding the black cloak and waist badge, and he wanted to say something, but was stopped by Gu Qingshui. His white hair fluttered in the wind, covered with frost like halite, and every wrinkle on his old face was stern. He glanced at the disciples, and his tone was not to be violated: "You take them back to the Imperial Beast Sect."

"Gu..." Deacon Mu opened his mouth and finally lowered his head, "Yes."

"Don't go through Baiju Island on the way, go back from Huaiwan." Gu Qingshui instructed, took off the wooden sword, turned and swept towards the sea iceberg.

"Then you..."

Before he could finish the question, Deacon Mu got the answer.

"There is not enough sky in the northwest—"

"A hundred rivers are cold under the wind!"

The desolate song echoed in the night, and the old swordsman drew his sword from a high altitude and slashed towards the huge iceberg that was about to go south.

"Kaichuan!"

Chapter 144 Whale Song

The sky is broken.

This was the first thought that crossed everyone's mind.

Immediately afterwards, they realized that it was not the sky, but the sea. The sea was separated by a huge ravine hundreds of miles away, and the ice shells they were standing on fell from the air, with dark blue vertical sea walls on the left and right, and icebergs split by the middle of the sea walls. The white mountain peaks of five or six hundred feet collapsed from the sky, the sea water was in a violent vibration, and it was reversed to the sky, and the ice shell was thrown high. Shattered ancient ice fell around them.

Sea water, snow dust and tide head mixed into one.

The vast sea is wrinkling.

The ice shell was constantly shattering, and seeing that everyone was about to lose their place to stand, Deacon Mu took off the saber around his waist, held the knife in both hands, and inserted the knife into the ice layer with a sheath. The faint light centered on him and spread to the surroundings. The ice shell that was about to collapse was instantly stable, only driven by the huge tide, and flew backwards.

"Elder Gu!"

The disciples struggled to stand up straight.

They briefly saw the whole picture of the sea.

Huge icebergs converge on the sea surface, forming a high and low glacier, like a slow and elegant pale continent. Now a gap of nearly ten miles wide has been split in the middle of this pale continent. The sword qi lingered, and the sea water had not poured back, thus forming a man-made ocean trench.

At the end of the trench, the old man's robe sleeves fluttered.

like a grey crane.

That was the last time they saw Elder Gu's back.

The ice shell fell back to the sea, and Deacon Wood took the knife as a boat and took everyone away at full speed. Behind them, Gu Qingshui fell to the ice, placed his sword flat in the snow, and got up empty-handed.

He walked towards the group of whales that had already arrived but did not go south.

Gentle, beautiful, huge whale.

Grim, scarred, angry whale.

…………………………

The sea is rising.

The terrain of Xizhou is broken, and many river systems go straight to the West Sea, which looks like a silver line falling from the northwest to the southeast. On the northwest side of Xizhou, there are more than a dozen extremely long fjords. The long tide first arrived at Changlan Fjord in Xizhou. The sea water rushed into the fjord, and from a thousand-mile-long tide as high as one person, it gathered into a huge wave with a height of more than ten feet and dozens of feet.

"The tide is coming!"

I don't know who shouted first, and in the Changlan Fjord, Yunjing City was drowned out by the terrified sound.

The beginning of the Changlan Fjord is shaped like an eagle's beak, and Yun Whale City is the first sea city on the eagle's beak, just like a pearl in the mouth of a goshawk. Twelve large and small peninsulas form a staggered harbor, and the mountains on the island are like a knife, half surrounded and half hugged. People nailed wooden wedges into the mountain walls and drove the pillars into the reef beach, thus creating a settlement suspended from the sea. Over time, the crimson wooden houses converged into a city.