Chapter 827 The Circular World

The boy always thought that the protagonist of the story should be Boss Chen, the descendant of Chen Jinggu.

In fact, this is not the case. The Lushan Mountain that the boy was thinking about may not be far away.

Or maybe the land under your feet is actually Lushan.

In a daze, Boss Chen pulled the boy's hand: "Look at that!"

It turned out that the two of them had actually walked to the sea.

A small boat is by the sea, and there is a fairy mountain overseas. It looks very close, but it seems to be very far away.

A rainbow light serves as a portal.

The young man sighed, "It turns out that it is Lushan."

“Go on the boat!”

"But this boat has no bottom." Boss Chen inquired: "And how could such a small boat get to the opposite shore?"

"Only a bottomless boat can reach the shore, but it is not certain that there is a bottom." The young man said casually.

The boy boarded the boat and roared his oars.

"I won't go up." Boss Chen still couldn't overcome it: "I saw you sinking, why are there one more you on the boat?"

"What is abandoned is the physical body, what is attained is the primordial spirit. If the primordial spirit is attained, the physical body is just a piece of clothing. Boss Chen, aren't you going to become an immortal? If you follow me, you will become an immortal..."

Boss Chen still hesitated.

However, a big wave urged us to come, and the boat gradually drifted away.

Boss Chen wanted to get on the boat, but it was too late.

The boy shook his head: "Boss Chen, you have a fairy fate, but you always have a weak mind. The boat is small and the waves are big, so I'll go first!"

However, a wave hits the boat, the boat falls, the wind is drifting and the rain is drifting.

But I saw that the fairy mountain and blessed land just now changed to look like a skeleton like a forest, blood like a sea, hair was felt, and human skin was hanging on the tree.

The boy drifted with the waves and actually arrived on the shore.

But while wandering, I saw endless terrifying devils under the sea. Those deep sea monsters were suppressed by chains and could not be exposed to the water.

But there are also groups of strange things walking under the sea like zombies and yakshas.

"Where is this place?" The boy was stunned and felt that his body was much lighter, as if the turbidity had been completely cut off.

At this time, a wooden man with a nose and wooden eyes said, "This is Lushan."

The boy asked, "Then are you?"

"I am the Great Immortal of Lushan, and I am specializing in welcoming guests."

The young man saw that although he had no demonic spirit, he was not as a fairy-like style as an immortal, so he didn't expect to call himself a great immortal.

Just as he was thinking that people should not behave like a person, Na Muweng said, "You should have come to pay tribute to the land of King Guangning, why did you come so late?"

"Don't worry, come with me." The Muweng led the young man to a hall.

I saw a king with a big head and a high forehead sitting on the throne above.

The crown is as big as a millstone, with pearls on it, and as big as a man's fist. It droops on all sides, and it makes a sound when it flutters and touches.

The whole person is at least four or five feet tall, just like the giant of Longbo Kingdom in the Shanhai Jing.

The king asked, "I look at you, I am not a creature in this world."

The boy was surprised: "Who are you?"

"I'm the King of Guangning, Lushan."

"According to the book, the one who should come to see me should be a boy named Chen. Because he was happy for me, he gave him pearls and asked him to take them back."

"But it was not him who came to see me, but you."

King Guangning smiled and said with a playful smile: "This world will be reinterpreted every eight hundred years, repeating itself, but it has been a little different recently."

"I think it's because you outsiders are interfering with the normal development of the world, but it will be corrected in the next eight hundred years. Then you will become part of this world and will repeat it once every eight hundred years."

"Repeated once in eight hundred years?" The young man looked at his book "Mindu Travels", which recorded some rumors and biography from Min Di from the Tang Dynasty to the Qing Dynasty.

The span here is also eight hundred years.

"Yes, this book is my free work, recording what I see every eight hundred years."

"Since you are an outsider, why not talk to me about external affairs."

King Guangning is very curious about the outside world.

The boy knew little, but he could make up, so he said, "This is not the case in our outside world."

Then he told the world he had traveled through.

The world timeline of King Guangning stopped flowing during the Qing Dynasty.

I heard the boy talk about modern history, but my hands kept on my hands.

Turning on a huge golden page, picking up a brush and writing on it.

Looking at the boy, the content above was exactly the same as "Mindu Travels".

However, just when King Guangning was writing, he could not write any more.

He sighed: "It cannot be said, it cannot be recorded, it cannot be evolved."

Then he said, "You have said so much to me, which has increased my knowledge and knowledge. I have learned about these eight hundred years ago. I am very grateful for this. Why don't you stay with me?"

"No!" The boy refused without thinking.

"Why not?" asked King Guangning.

"If I stay, I'm afraid I'll be trapped here forever like you."

The boy felt a little inexplicably at a loss: "The two Taoists knew me and said that we would meet in Lushan, for a reason."

But I saw that the pages of the history book that recorded the years were already the last page. I was afraid that after turning it, I would start over.

"I'm here to find my name, my memory."

"If you lose your name, don't know what kind of memory you have? Although I see you every eight hundred years, it is the first time I meet you. How do you know your name?"

"If you stay forever, I will know how you came from in the next eight hundred years, and you will know your name, and you will be able to answer your question in the next eight hundred years."

"How is it? Stay with me?" King Guangning said insensation.

"No."

The boy was alert: "You always want me to keep here, there must be something trending to do this!"

When a Taixuan and Pure Talisman flew out, he saw where King Guangning was.

There are only huge skeletons on the tall throne, many evil spirits circling, and a golden book hangs in the air.

There are corpses everywhere here, and there is no gold, silver and jewelry.

The boy looked back and saw that on the way he came, a pale floating corpse floating on the sea.

A Taoist with a sword on his back and a Taoist with a scroll on his back, standing in the void with his eyes closed.

"These are those two Taoist priests and immortals."

The boy was surprised, but he felt something was wrong. After careful, he realized that these two Taoists were actually hanging in the air by a very thin spider silk.

"Aren't they immortals? How could this be?"

The boy was about to come forward to rescue him, but he still heard the voice of King Guangning: "The two of them agreed to me. I will let them go out in eight hundred years and return their real name to them. Why do you do this?"

The boy shook his head hard: You are lying!

But there were thousands of thoughts in my heart that finally condensed into one: "I want to see, what exactly is written in the history book that instinctively revolves around the world?"
Chapter completed!