Chapter 1673 - 230: Trek

Chapter 1673: Chapter 230: Trek

The Daoist Brush was suspended in the air.

Xie Xuanyi did not immediately reach out to take it.

Bai Ze’s words had too great an impact on him, and he looked at the man on the Great Turtle with a complex expression.

"You come from the far end of the River of Destiny, moving to the end on this side."

"This [Daoist Brush] can help you stabilize space-time..."

"After all."

"You need an ’Anchor Point’."

Bai Ze smiled and said, "Before you woke up, I was always studying that coffin."

"...?"

Xie Xuanyi followed Bai Ze’s gaze.

The Golden Coffin he had deliberately discarded in the dark corner was slowly drifting towards him.

"This coffin becomes newer by the day."

Bai Ze sighed, "The beings of this world move backward. But you are different, you move forward."

It’s no wonder he is the one closest to the True Immortal in the Golden Era.

So far, only Bai Ze...

has seen through the truth.

After throwing himself into the River of Destiny, Xie Xuanyi has been moving against its flow.

The first time he awoke.

He and Lu Yuzhen faced encirclement, which should have been the final moment of the "Great Tribulation’s" arrival.

The second time he awoke.

Entering Wangyou Island, Lu Yuzhen had just gained the world’s Qi Fortune.

The third time he awoke.

Bai Ze gifted him the Daoist Brush.

Each time Xie Xuanyi "opened his eyes," the River of Destiny would reverse its flow, with all beings being pushed back, while he alone sailed forward against the current in the Golden Coffin.

"Where you will eventually go, I do not know."

Bai Ze said, "But traveling alone, there will inevitably be loneliness... If you are willing, why not engrave the stories along the way into this scroll, the [Daoist Brush] has already awakened, with it, you can avoid much trouble."

Having said that.

Bai Ze flicked his sleeve again.

A beam of blue light flew out of his large sleeve, forming a scroll, and floating next to the Daoist Brush.

"Is this the Time Scroll?"

Xie Xuanyi’s heart moved, recalling Lu Yuzhen’s yearning for the Time Scroll, he spoke instinctively.

"Time Scroll?"

Bai Ze paused for a moment, then laughed, "This treasure has yet to be named, but it is indeed condensed from the residual Tao Rules of the Daoist Brush... Calling it the ’Time Scroll’ is not a bad name..."

Reversing the flow against the River of Destiny, the largest side effect is memory chaos, many things would be forgotten.

And the Time Scroll is the best item for recording.

"Where will I ultimately go..."

Xie Xuanyi looked complexly at the Daoist Brush and Time Scroll in front of him.

He asked the question he most wanted to know in his heart.

"..."

Bai Ze did not know how to respond.

He did these things, simply following his Heart Lake.

Outside in the world, all Great Divine Ability Users wanted to kill Xie Xuanyi.

But he did not think killing Xie Xuanyi was a good choice.

"The River of Destiny has an end."

Bai Ze gently said, "I think... if you keep walking, you should reach the end of this river, right?"

As for what happens afterwards, he could not predict.

"The end..."

Xie Xuanyi murmured softly.

"Buddhist Sect, Sword Palace, Taoist..."

Bai Ze said softly, "They believe there is an Other Shore in this world. All beings must cross the sea of suffering, must endure Great Tribulation, and journey thousands of miles, cultivating, all ultimately to reach the Other Shore. Perhaps the place you need to go is the Other Shore."

At this moment, the daylight swayed like a tide.

Xie Xuanyi still wanted to say something, as the surrounding void trembled lightly once more.

He knew.

The time has come.

...

...

"Bang."

The fourth darkness was interrupted by man.

Xie Xuanyi lay in the Golden Coffin, looking at the figure who uncovered the wooden lid of the coffin and gazed down at him.

"Fellow Daoist Xie."

Pale paper snow drifted down.

The person who opened the coffin smiled cheerfully, eyes full of innocence, holding a Green Scroll, "This is the one thousand seven hundred and thirty-eighth day, do you still remember nothing?"

"..."

Xie Xuanyi remained silent.

He looked at the young Lu Yuzhen, uncertain of what to say.

"Look."

Lu Yuzhen earnestly recorded on the Green Scroll, then handed it to Xie Xuanyi.

Xie Xuanyi accepted the [Time Scroll].

It seems.

He ultimately received Bai Ze’s gift at the Beihai Tomb, yet the [Time Scroll] did not seem to be a Supreme Treasure. The Green Scroll contained a faint Taoist Intent of time, but was not considered robust, no wonder it later shattered during battle.

"The first day."

"Fellow Daoist Xie slept in the coffin the entire day, no one spoke to me. Next, we are to go from Beihai Tomb to the Southern World."

"The second day."

"Slumber, boring."

"The third day..."

"Still slumbering. Fellow Daoist Xie talked in his sleep, he misses his junior sister, who is the junior sister?"

This [Time Scroll] was completely treated as a diary.

Every day passed.

Lu Yuzhen recorded on it what happened.

Xie Xuanyi frowned deeply as he read.

No wonder this guy said losing the [Time Scroll] was a bad thing.

If the [Time Scroll] did not break.

Then most events that happened during this time would have been recorded.

When the time comes—

He would just have to scan it with Divine Thought, and could know all.

"Where is this?"

Xie Xuanyi sat up, looked far into the distance, rubbing his head, feeling both sore and heavy.

Over a thousand days had passed.

According to Lu Yuzhen’s [Time Scroll], the Golden Coffin was supposed to float from the North Sea to the Southern World, but why is it still at sea now?

"Clearly..."

Lu Yuzhen paused a moment, shrugged and said, "We are in the North Sea."

"Why are we still in the North Sea?"

Xie Xuanyi frowned.

"The nine hundred and twelfth day."

Lu Yuzhen looked innocent.

Xie Xuanyi quickly reached the nine hundred and twelfth day with his Divine Thought: "The mountain flowers of the Southern World are beautiful, but Fellow Daoist Xie isn’t interested, he wants to return to the North Sea, hence the return trip."

"What?"

Xie Xuanyi was both shocked and doubtful.

He had gone to the Southern World, yet he had no memory of it?

"No need to doubt, I recorded everything clearly on this [Time Scroll], without any deceit."

Lu Yuzhen shrugged again, lazily said, "I’ve gotten used to this. Every few days, you return to the coffin, it’s always like this. Next time you wake up, you’ll have forgotten most things that happened earlier... but this makes sense because you are not supposed to remember these..."

"How can one remember events that never occurred?"

As he said this.

Lu Yuzhen pointed nearby.

The North Sea sun was setting, and the moon was rising, yet it was not "sunset" but "sunrise" that was setting.

Xie Xuanyi murmured, "Are we... moving against the current?"

"Yes."

Lu Yuzhen grinned, "More than a thousand days have passed... but it’s still early to reach the ’end point’, you can certainly lie down again, if you don’t want to stay in the North Sea, I can take you to a different place."

Xie Xuanyi felt a bit dazed.

"Actually, I truly think the mountain flowers in the Southern World are quite nice."

Lu Yuzhen softly suggested, "If given the chance, I’d like to stay there a few more years... the mountains are nice, the water is good, the scenery as well, just lacking people, if it were more lively that’d be great..."