Chapter 1080 — Tidings of That Expert's Death
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 3 of 4
" "History is like that. " Wei Suifeng understood him, and said slowly: "It will not change because of your interference and experience; all your efforts will be part of the history that is past.
I know the feeling well.
" Shen Mu came to his side, and the two gripped the ship's rail and looked out, as if they wished to see through the mist of history.
Wei Suifeng had endured more, and a plain sediment had settled in his heart of dao, so that he was no longer as wild and unrestrained as before.
"Junior brother, where do you want to go next? " he asked.
"Next?
" Shen Mu's gaze was deep, his face calm: "I want to seek the Southern Emperor Vermilion Bird.
I still have not met her, and still must find her.
Can this ship go to more ancient ages?
I want to go to the early years of Longhan and see her. " "It cannot.
" Wei Suifeng said: "Matter does not change; at the farthest we can go only to the age when this ship was built. Ages before that are beyond reach, because before that there was no such ship.
The same holds for Heavenly Venerable Ling's ability: the mist of the Heavenly River can at most carry you to ages after Heavenly Venerable Ling's birth; for more ancient ages even she is powerless.
The ghost ship was built about a thousand years after the first years of Longhan; the most ancient age is the one you went to last time. " Shen Mu nodded slightly and said: "Then let us remain in the Longhan age.
" Wei Suifeng looked at him and asked doubtfully: "I look at you, junior brother, and there is always some melancholy in you. Why is that?
" "I made the acquaintance of a brother.
He is simple and honest, and treats people with true sincerity, yet I cannot save him. " Shen Mu said gloomily: "I know his ending full well, and again and again I tried to change his fate, yet again and again I found that he was fated for that ending.
I wonder where he is now, and what perils he faces.
I wonder too whether, when he meets me again in the future, he will go mad, and hate me for deceiving him. .
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" The ghost ship drifted on the river, about to sail out of the mist.
Wei Suifeng urged: "You should set off. Raise your spirits — you are Heavenly Venerable Mu! " Shen Mu rallied and stepped onto the Heavenly Dragon Treasure Chariot.
Wei Suifeng came forward, took up the reins, looked up at him and said: "You have rushed and toiled all the way; I ought to keep you on the ship to rest, but I cannot keep you.
These officers and soldiers and I have already become one with the ghost ship; we have become unchanging matter. The longer you stay on the ghost ship, the more likely you are to be assimilated. By then you will be unable to leave the ghost ship, and in the end you will become like us — a wild ghost of time and space. " Shen Mu's gaze rested on his face, and he said calmly: "Then how many more times can I borrow the ghost ship? " "No more than five times. " Wei Suifeng said: "On the sixth you will be assimilated by the ghost ship into unchanging matter.
Then we shall all be beyond redemption!
Junior brother, treasure these five chances.
After the five, I will send you back to Jingping.
" Shen Mu nodded. The Heavenly Dragon Treasure Chariot drove out of the ghost ship and into the mist. Near the altar outside the Ancestral Court, Luo Xiao passed through countless slaughters; amid the encirclement and suppression of the divine soldiers and generals of the Heavenly River Navy and the Nanluo Sect, he escaped again and again. "How is brother Mu?
" He fled onto the Heavenly River, muddled and dazed, his oil spent and his lamp dry; he could hold on no longer.
His mortal body was about to die, and by his last conviction he had fled to this place.
He wanted to return to Taixu and tell the three prophecies to the clansmen of Taixu.