Yokai University

When Wei Yan came back, Lang Chen had already left.Ling Chong sat under the tree, flipping through a few books in his hand.

He was trying to figure out what the Word of the Foresight was saying.

His own "eclipse", coupled with Que Jiu's "lands and rivers toppled, yin and yang are different".

Lingchong didn't believe in Zhongtian's weird interpretation method, and Langchen's attitude was very clear when he came here today - he didn't believe in Quejiu's prophecy, or he was not sure, so he wanted to use Lingchong to complete.

Then this shows that Zhongtian's wanton capture of monsters is not because of Que Jiu's sentence "yin and yang are different", but for other reasons.As for the specific reason, if Lang Chen doesn't say it, then no one will know his intention.

It is true that if the two sentences "Mountains and rivers are toppled, Yin and Yang are different" are put in front of any immortal, they will not have any reaction to the previous sentence.After all, the sky has been cut off, and the fall of mountains and rivers is only aimed at the human world, so what does it have to do with immortals?

The focus is on the second half of the sentence.

There are two ways to interpret "different", the first one is "change, exchange", that is, the fairy and the monster exchange positions as Quejiu said.

The other is "different", but it doesn't make sense here, because yin and yang are originally different.

Ling Chong also played tricks on Lang Chen, he didn't tell Lang Chen his prophecy, but changed it to a statement that was very similar to Que Jiu.Anyway, even if he said that he only had two words, Lang Chen might not believe it.

"It's not the same...yin and yang are different..." Lingchong muttered to himself, "Could it be that yang and yin are different?"

Tiangang Yunguan, Tianyun's [-] cycles are yang; Earth Ji pushes the machine, and the earth turns [-] degrees, which is Yin eclipse.From the limited records, it can only be seen that whether it is the sun or the eclipse, it is a devastating blow to the world.

Will the two be different?

Ling Chong frowned, only felt a hand lightly caressing the center of his brow, he was startled, thinking that Lang Chen had gone and returned, his whole body bounced up, he took two steps back, and pulled away from the visitor distance.

Who knew that when he raised his head, it was Wei Yan who came, so he felt relieved: "I was shocked, why didn't you call me?"

Wei Yan smiled: "Seeing that you are reading, I don't want to disturb you. Seeing that you are frowning, I can't help but want to comfort you."

Ling Chong looked at him carefully and saw that he was not injured, so he asked, "What's wrong with the white fox?"

"It's nothing, it's a small fight among the foxes." Wei Yan said: "The nine-tailed fox family who originally lived in the west escaped from Zhongtian. They searched for caves and found the white fox. The nine-tailed fox is a fierce beast. , the white fox is no match."

Lingchong heard that he had nothing to do with the Zhongtian Immortal, so he felt relieved, and felt that he was probably a little too wary of Langchen before, and blamed him for everything.Monsters and immortals have always been at odds, so why would they work for Lang Chen?He probably had some eyes and ears around here, so he came here while Wei Yan was away.

Thinking of this, he felt that the Liuyan Pavilion was not that good, so he stood up and said: "I have been out for a long time, but I haven't left a message. I'm afraid I'm in a hurry every day. Let's go back."

"Okay." Wei Yan said.

Then the two went back to Haimiaojian together, and happened to meet Xingchong, and Lingchong pulled Wei Yan into a boat on the Nine Heavens Galaxy.

The boat has no oars and no rudder, so it just floats by itself.

There are bright stars all around, and above the dark blue, it looks even more quiet and far away, making people intoxicated.

I don't know how long it took, Lingchong took out the paper and brush while Wei Yan was taking a nap, looked at Wei Yan's appearance, and carefully copied his appearance - eyebrows, eyes, lips...

The more he painted, the more uncomfortable he felt. Thinking of the long road ahead, he still didn't know what the eclipse would be like.If one day, he and Wei Yan inevitably die, it is best to live and die together.

But what if this is not the case?If only one person was going to die, for example, if he lost his appearance, he would not let Wei Yan accompany him anyway.

But if Wei Yan was left alone, he would be lonely too.

Lingchong thought about it, and suddenly thought about the eclipse.That's what he saw outside Lan Qiu's house. It turned out to be such a thing about the yang and yin eclipses and the words of the forerunner.

A sign was erected outside the hut filled with weak water, with these words written: "Yang, the death of all things; Yin, only ghosts can live."

The so-called yangpo is a destructive blow to all things, and everything is inevitable; while yin eclipse, things with the body of ghosts can survive.

Did Lan Qiu already know something?His unusual dream, the dream that made him dig his own eyes to shape the ghost world, is it a dream about eclipse?

He dreamed of the death of all things, but the ghost world hidden beyond the sky can survive.

Therefore, Lan Qiu created the ghost world.

All things with a soul body, even if they die, can be reborn through reincarnation and return to the world.The fairy then disappeared.As for monsters, they return to nature, perhaps turning into a flower, a grass, a tree...

The difference between yin and yang originally means that yang and yin are different. Some will completely disappear in this world, while some will remain and become the new masters of this world.

Lingchong's strokes were heavy, and the corners of Wei Yan's robes trembled a little in the painting.

He raised his pen and looked down at the picture—the prophetic words were never successfully avoided.Will I, Wei Yan, Gui Che, and Fu Tian all die in this eclipse?

****

The next day, Wei Yan went out early in the morning. He was worried about Zhongtian's hunt for monsters, and wanted to go to the other two worlds to see.Lingchong lay on the bed, looking weak, and told him to go first, because he was so excited on the galaxy that he didn't rest well, and when he came back, he had a fight with Wei Yan all night, so he should take a good rest today.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Wei Yan left, Ling Chong got up and called Gui Che to come in.

Gui Che happily entered Lingchong's study room. Fu Tian was arranging his clothes, and when he saw his breezy face, he spat hard.

Ling Chong shook his robe and stood up: "Gui Che, I told you not long ago that we will go to the southern boundary together, do you still remember?"

Gui Che nodded immediately - he has been waiting!It's finally here!

Futian scoffed at this.Based on his years of understanding of Lingchong, he knew that Lingchong must not have had an affair with Gui Che, but his sneaky appearance made him suspicious.

But then, Lingchong's actions made Fu Tian feel relieved again.

Lingchong stuffed all kinds of dyes he had collected into the Qiankun Formation, and asked Gui Che to help him hold the painting tools. Obviously, he went out to paint. Gui Che is now a little painting boy, in charge of grinding ink and handing brushes .

Gui Che himself didn't think so, he was just a ghost car, and he didn't dare to go out privately, for fear of being caught by some immortals and poisoning him, and he stayed in the currents on weekdays, and the wings of birds would grow hairs.Now that Lingchong is willing to take him out, he is naturally happy.

Ling Chong asked for a flower petal from Futian, and as before, he turned into a red boat and came out, carrying himself and Gui Che, and headed towards the southern boundary.Before leaving, he also specifically asked Futian that if Wei Yan came back, he would send a letter to himself immediately.

On Lingchong Road, he kept asking Gui Che, where is his favorite place in the southern border?

Gui Che thought for a while, and replied, "I don't like Luofeng Mountain, and I haven't been to other places much."

Ling Chong could understand that Luofeng Mountain was the original cave of the Gui Che clan, but it was also a witness to the miserable fate of Gui Che, and it was there that Gui Che was captured.He was so frightened that he couldn't speak for a long time, and he couldn't change his shape. Naturally, it wasn't a good memory.

Lingchong looked at Gui Che's appearance again, and felt a little aggrieved by his usual public appearance, and felt even more pitiful for him.

In Ling Chong's eyes, Gui Che is still a child, even if he is a young man in human form, he is still too young for his age.In the ocean currents on weekdays, he treats Gui Che like a child, rather indulgent.

Originally, when Futian first came, Lingchong treated Futian in the same way, but who would have thought that "arrogance" would turn over and become the master of Futian.On weekdays, Qi Lingchong is straight-forward and strict in control, just like a little old woman.

Therefore, Ling Chong kept a little distance from Gui Che.Firstly, he found that Wei Yan was jealous, and he didn't know how to do big moves, but he was always afraid that Gui Che would be plucked, and he would really become a bald bird in the future.Secondly, I was also afraid that there would be another catfish in the current, and the two of them would chatter twice, and I couldn't bear it.

"I'll show you around, and if you see something you like, tell me." Ling Chong drove a small boat, slowly passing over the southern boundary.

In the end, Gui Che chose a relic of a human capital city, complete with pavilions, towers, pavilions, small bridges and flowing water, but it was a bit dilapidated.Lingchong used a fairy method to bring this place back to life again, just like before it was abandoned, it looked beautiful.

"It's so beautiful, why don't humans live here?" Gui Che asked.

Lingchong pointed to the broken cliff beside him and said, "Probably caused by Zhantian before. There are cliffs on the side. The climate changed greatly, and people moved away."

Gui Che stood on a platform and asked curiously, "What is this place for? Why come up the steps, but there is nothing there? There are some statues of animals."

Ling Chong took out the dyes, placed them one by one in front of him, and replied, "This is probably an altar. It's not an animal either, it's the legendary Xingxiu White Tiger. White Tiger Altar."

Gui Che walked back to Ling Chong, watched his actions, and asked again: "Do you want to draw?"

Lingchong nodded: "Yes. If you want to draw this place, you can see it anytime you want in the future."

He shook his pen, bit his fingertips with his teeth, dipped in his own blood, and drew a series of formations on the bottom layer of the painting.

After the array was completed, he looked at it for a long time before he began to really paint the scenery.

Lingchong's painting skills are very good, and the scroll that he spread out is a foot long.On this picture scroll, he sketched it with pen and ink, whether it was the magnificent scenery or the tiny details, they were all drawn in it.Those flowers and plants seem to grow on the painting, and the paper will grow in the next moment.

Gui Che was stunned by Lingchong's painting, and he asked a little embarrassedly: "Is this painting... for me?"

Lingchong said "hmm": "Yes."

Upon hearing this, Gui Che laughed again.His smile is presumptuous, not as restrained as Wei Yan, like a young man who knows nothing about the world.Ling Chong was still thinking in his heart, if there was no such thing as evil, he should let him have more contact with his fellow clan, and then trick him back to Hai Miaojian.

Just as he was thinking, Gui Che suddenly yelled, and he didn't dare to pull Lingchong's arm that was on Huahua, he just pointed at the ruins helplessly.

As far as the eye can see, as Lingchong paints on the paper, the ruins slowly turn into dust, floating towards Lingchong's pen tip, and blending into the painting.Even the ground beneath the ruins is no exception—one touch, a piece of soil rolled into the painting.

Everything is like a dream, a fragmented reality, a gradually complete picture.

Lingchong nodded: "That's right."

He closed his pen and looked up, seeing the ruins in front of him, as if they had been taken away abruptly, and disappeared without a trace.