Chapter 429: The High Mountain Is Too High! (1/2)

Outside of Tiandu, the Song family's old mansion.

In the courtyard of the Eye of Starry Sky Song Gudu, Li Muyang had turned himself into a snowman in such a high-profile way.

The wind was howling, the snow was wild.

Li Muyang disappeared where he was sat crouching at, and in the same location there appeared a huge snowman.

What was strange was that, it seemed that all snow and wind came for Li Muyang alone. Crouching next to him less than three feet away, Song Gudu was completely undisturbed. It was as though he was an invisible person who had been ignored by the wind and snow. Also as though he had essential qi protecting his body, preventing the howling gale and snow impossible to harm his body at all.

Song Gudu remained calm and still, there was nothing in the world worth him getting emotional for.

It was only Song Tao who was twisted with shock across his face, pointing to Li Muyang who had turned himself into a s...o...b..ll, he exclaimed “Grandfather, what is he up to?”

“Everyone has his own fate. A man's fate has arrived. The flowers he waits for are blooming.” Song Gudu calmly said, still staring at the courtyard of plum blossoms. “The flowers I have been waiting for hasn't bloomed, but this boy went ahead of me. With one brief remark, he was enlightened. His talent is indeed amazing.”

“Then I—-” Song Tao looked to the white snowman, eyes flas.h.i.+ng killing intent.

“Wait for him to pick the flowers,” said Song Gudu.

“Yes, Grandfather.” Song Tao answered with a smile, and resumed the graceful expression of a handsome Gongzi, standing there quietly and waited.

When Li Muyang caught the cunning fish in the sea of memory, it was like a golden door had been opened.

Pus.h.i.+ng open the golden door, he saw a woman in white as beautiful as a fairy.

It was a woman he had never seen in the real world.

However, he was very familiar with her. He had seen her before, seen her blurred face, seen her startled face, and had seen her perfect figure fluttering away. But it was the first time he saw her entire body.

It was incomparably clear, incredibly moving.

The moment he saw her there was a moment of sadness, but more of surprise.

He wanted to reach out to touch her face, her eyebrows, her red lips and her white clothes fluttering with the wind.

He was hesitant, tangled, and in the end just watched from afar.

She stood under a plum tree, waiting from winter until spring, and then from spring until winter.

The four seasons went by and she waited one cycle after another.

Motionless, and without saying a single word.

In the course of her waiting, the plum tree had grown from a seedling to a thick and tremendous tree. The three to five plum blossoms in the first year had increased to hundreds and thousands of flowers.

The tree was densely covered with countless white plum blossoms.

The roots of the plum tree kept stretching and extending in the soil, and finally grew a new plum tree and new plum blossoms bloomed.

With that plum tree as the core, the surroundings had become a plum tree grove.

Li Muyang felt a pain in his chest like a blade was repeatedly stabbing into his heart.

“Who is she?” ”

“Who is she waiting for?”

Plum blossoms withered and bloomed.

Every time wind and snow were all over the sky, plum blossoms began to bloom, the expression on her face turned excited and joyous.

When the plum blossom died, leaving the withered leaves, she resumed an indifferent and unwavering ice-coldness

Li Muyang finally understood the true meaning of Song Gudu's question: when will the plum blossoms truly bloom?

Song Gudu had long stepped into the Starry sky realm, and was one of the most powerful cultivators in the world.

Glory and wealth were like smoke and dust.

Fame and fortune can instantly become nothing.

What he seeks was nothing more than becoming stronger, longevity, and eternity.

If Li Muyang can see the plum blossoms blooming, others can also see the plum blossoms, then how could he not see it?

The spring breeze, the autumn rain, the summer cicada, and the winter snow. And the flowers blooming and withering.

These were all perfect, boundless. They were the changes of the four seasons, the cycle of the heavenly law.

Just like life and death, it was also a turnover, reincarnation.

Everyone will die, but if you don't want to die, it's about changing the heavenly law and changing the cycle.

The plum blossoms had bloomed and would soon wither. Song Gudu was waiting for the plum blossoms to truly bloom to change the heavenly law, change the cycle, change the norm that everyone knows, change everything that the Heaven had arranged. Defy the natural law and to make him anto an immortal.

After the Starry sky was followed by Astral projection, also known as the Immortal realm. Wander the sky and take a life thousands of miles away miles. One can kill with strand of divine thought.

At that time, will one really be able to live forever?

“I understand.”

“It's all clear.”

Li Muyang was overjoyed.

He searched around only to find that the woman in white was gone, the forest had also disappeared.

The golden door had closed without him knowing and he had been thrown out the door.

At the same time, strange changes were happening in the small courtyard.

The bright and beautiful plum blossoms suddenly began to wither, petals falling, and then bloomed again at a speed visible to the naked eye. The white flowers emitting a golden glow.

The snowflakes that were fluttering down from the sky did not fall, and instead flew back in the reverse direction towards the sky.

The snow on the ground whizzed up, as though attracted by a great gravitational pull from the sky, and similarly shot to the sky.

Under the howling wind, the snow and ice that wrapped Li Muyang into a snowman also in same way darted skywards, disappearing in the Ninth Heaven.

Countless abnormal scenes that defied logic had emerged.

Song Gudu finally had a change of expression.

His eyes were like a raging lake, staring fixedly at the plum blossoms that were exuding a golden glow.

Even when Muyang peeled off the outer snow and ice on him, re-appeared, he still did not turn his head to take a glimpse at him.

Li Muyang's eyes shot open, his pupils were as golden as two blazing sun.

But the flash of golden light quickly died away, instantly restored his original black pupils. The difference was that his pupils were clearer and cleaner, like the best black jade or gla.s.s bead in the world.

Noticing that Song Tao was staring at him with a gaze like he was looking at one of the fiercest beasts in the divine continent, Li Muyang looked taken aback, asked warily. “What happened? Why are you looking at me like that? What do you want?”

“What did you do just now?” Song Tao asked.

“I didn't do anything.” Li Muyang argued loud voice. He didn't even know that he had turned into a snowman, let alone how long he had been through that golden door. But it shouldn't be long, right? It should only be the blink of an eye.

“You call this nothing?” Song Tao, pointing to the bare little courtyard, where the plum blossoms were glowing a golden light, questioning in a low voice.

“I really didn't do anything, did the snow stop? What happened to the snow in the courtyard?”

Hearing the dispute between the two men, Song Gudu finally withdrew his attention from the plum trees, stared at Li Muyang for a long while, before he pointed out, “Congratulations to Little friend Muyang for stepping into the High mountain realm.”

“I broke into the next realm.” Li Muyang exclaimed.

Upon a careful feel, he sensed that his boundless sea of dantian had unknowingly been filled, blue seawater had overflowed the empty valley.