Chapter 351 Forging a Sword into a Musical Instrument
Chapter 351 Forging a Sword into a Musical Instrument
Yun doesn't consider herself a particularly sentimental person.
However, as long as one is still human, hearing such a deeply moving story inevitably leaves one feeling somewhat uneasy.
Unfortunately, this Cloud Rider didn't have Tirnan's luck, as a bullet that could penetrate cause and effect connected different time and space, bringing him news from the future.
He died in hopeless waiting, never seeing the ladder to his hometown reappear.
Well... to put it bluntly, this story is also called Yunzhi recalling the spies he sent out.
Last time, Suiyang only told himself one of them.
What about the rest?
Even if he were to choose to leave the Immortal Ship and join the enemy, Yun Zhi would feel it was only natural, since he had not kept his promise and would never have the chance to do so again.
Even the faces of spies have long been blurred and forgotten in the deep sea.
But as things stand... the oath of the Cloud Riders seems to have been etched into their very bones, and has already acquired the power to change other things.
I'm a little touched.
Yun rubbed her hair.
Never mind, let's go check out other places first.
I have no idea where March 7th went to skip class.
And Gu Yun... also has his own destiny.
If Yun Li heard the story of Gu Yun, she would probably give it a suitable ending.
After a while, Yunzhi found March 7 on Xuanye Avenue. She wasn't really skipping class; she was just looking for ways to quickly improve her swordsmanship.
Yanqing and she were together; they were looking for a shortcut.
But obviously, it's impossible to learn swordsmanship quickly.
However, taking a day off is not out of the question.
—Actually, on March 7th, I went to the Dan Ding Si to find Ling Sha, hoping to find out if there were any miraculous elixirs that could help her.
After all, this is a battle for honor in the Immortal Boat Sword Technique.
So why did you use the swordsmanship of the Immortal Boat as a bet in the first place?
Yun realized what was happening too late and was somewhat speechless.
Yun Zhi strolled around Xuan Ye Avenue for a bit, bought some things, and then leisurely wandered over to Jinren Alley.
It felt pretty good to walk around in front of a group of people.
Yun thought to himself with a sense of smug satisfaction.
Chatting with the golden head of the statue at the dock in the bustling Golden Man Alley, Yun Zhidu felt much younger.
...Once things are completely settled here, he will go see those guys, including Bo Shizun, and ask about Onphalos.
He'd been feeling that Onpharos was incredibly strange lately. The universe was indeed vast, and there were many places that the "exploration" had never set foot in, but it was impossible for Onpharos to be so closed off without the intervention of the Star God.
I wonder if Bo Shizun has any knowledge of this.
...If it is His deduction field, he should be a little more cautious when he is causing trouble in it.
Moreover, the Black Swan also said that it was a world where three destinies intertwined, and could only be glimpsed in their Memory Garden Mirror...
Fu Li's answer was only half true... This group of riddle masters is really something else.
...It's impossible that one of the three destinies is "mysterious," right? If that's the case, where am I supposed to find the mystery?
Feeling a bit confused, Yun shook her head, trying to clear her mind of the jumbled thoughts.
In short, I should go see Bo Shizun after some time has passed.
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Gu Yun's fate was not to be melted away by Yun Li.
It has a completely different ending from other demonic swords.
Yun Zhi wandered around Jinren Alley for a long time. As dusk approached, he arrived at a bustling area in Jinren Alley.
Kalevala's envoy has already left, and General Zhuyuan has long since taken Yunli back to prepare for the upcoming battle. Xing is nowhere to be found, and according to her habits, there will probably be a lot of bottles and jars on the immortal ship about to suffer.
Or she could hunt some mechanical birds, rummage through other people's parcel boxes... she could always find something to do.
In this bustling alley, people come and go.
A golden tree has appeared in a flower bed planted with greenery.
The trees are not tall, not much taller than the bushes on the side, but their branches are spread out, relaxed and leisurely.
Before the golden branches, a guzheng sat quietly. The strings seemed to be made of a special material. The clouds gently rippled the strings, and the tone was not beautiful, but it was as if it was humming a folk song from home for someone.
"It seems you're quite satisfied with the new identity Yun Li has given you."
Gu Yun gently plucked a string on her zither, seemingly expressing her joy.
It's already quite good that it, weary of war, could become a musical instrument.
Then, Yunzhi raised her head and looked at the golden tree.
This golden tree is actually a symbol of demonic yin. At a certain time, all the immortals will fall into the demonic yin body, which means the end of their lives.
However, the Cloud Rider Swordsman chose to face death calmly in the end.
Did he pray to the Emperor of Bows and Fate before his death? Did he also hope that the guardians of the Alliance could descend from the sky and take him home?
Perhaps there is.
But in the end, he embraced death with equanimity.
"Although it is said that fallen leaves return to their roots, we all know that the people of Xianzhou have never stopped searching for their homeland."
After the abundant ruins obscured the sky, the journey home for the people of the Immortal Boat was cut off.
The Cloud Rider Swordsman never returned to his homeland in his lifetime, and for the Immortal Boat people, weren't they also adrift and without a home?
"The children born on this drifting celestial vessel, this starship has become their home, and also my home."
The more distant worlds are long gone, and he has already taken root in this complex universe.
"We are all searching for our way home."
Yunzhi raised her hand and approached the golden branch.
The branch seemed to possess a spirit, swaying slightly as if it were resting in the palm of Yunzhi's hand.
He smiled gently, his eyes sparkling.
The surrounding noise seemed to be a grand welcome party, as if they were welcoming this swordsman who had left his hometown back home.
"Though the way home is no longer visible... welcome home, gentle words."
The pride of the Immortal Boat Luofu, the hero of a foreign land—the Cloud Knight.
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