1221st There Are Fairy Mountains in the South China Sea, and the Clouds Are Deep

It seemed like a long time, and it seemed like only a moment later, Huang Yi heard an old man talking to him.

The voice was a bit hazy, with a faint echo, as if it came from a very far away place, but it seemed to be close to the ear.

"Why did you come here?" The old man in the room came to Huang Yi's side at some point and asked softly.

Huang Yi's thoughts returned slowly, his expression was a little dazed, and he rubbed his temples involuntarily.

The old man just spoke the wild language. This language was once the language of primitive humans in ancient times, and it has long been lost. If it were someone else, they would definitely not be able to understand it. But after Huang Yi became the guardian of the world, he gained many privileges, one of which was language. He could know all the ethnic languages ​​that had been widely circulated in the history of the second world, and barren language was one of them.

Huang Yi rubbed his eyes, and said in a daze, "I don't know, I was going to the Falling God Continent, but suddenly I encountered a strange force that sucked me to this island."

The old man stroked his long white beard, and said with a smile: "It seems that the tortoise regards you as food. Over the years, the aura of the world has become thinner and thinner, and it has become more and more difficult for the tortoise to find food, so the selected The food is becoming more and more casual, as long as its strength reaches above the sky, it will eat no matter what it is."

"It's really a tortoise?!" Huang Yi was slightly shocked, "Hasn't the tortoise become extinct long ago? How come there are still?"

"The world is too big, and people's knowledge is too little, that's why they say that." The old man looked up at the blue sky outside the door, staring at a receding white cloud, and said quietly: "According to the ancestors' legacy from generation to generation. According to the legend, this barbaric turtle was the mount of a great person in ancient times, but it has lived until now. Listening to you outsiders, it seems that there is no such creature outside."

"Live from ancient times to the present? Could it have defeated time?" Huang Yi asked. Eternity is the longest period, and there are only a handful of creatures who can live from that time to the present, and most of them are located in the demon-sealing space, such as the criminals in the Hero Prison, the Seven Great Demon Kings, etc.

"It didn't defeat time, it just escaped time." The old man shook his head, "Actually, this wild tortoise is not in the outside world, it is itself a small world, and it and the people on this island who live on it can get along with each other." Greatly slows down the passage of time. It only manifests in the outside world occasionally, and only those lucky enough to see it."

"So, is this the legend of Xiandao?" Huang Yi suddenly understood.

In the mouths of some seaside fishermen, they often hear the saying that "there are fairy islands in the South China Sea, and the clouds are deep." Legend has it that in the depths of the southern sea, there is a fairy island hidden among the clouds and mist, which is hard to find.

It seems that the fairy island is very likely to be this wild turtle. It is not in the second world, so no matter how you look for it, you can't find it. It can only be seen when it actively manifests itself in the outside world.

"Xiandao..." The old man stroked his beard and laughed when he heard these two words, "It sounds beautiful, but it is actually very cruel. Those who enter this fairy island will never be able to get out Now, they will slowly die of old age here, and finally become the nourishment of this wild turtle."

"Could it be that no one has ever gone out in history?" Huang Yi asked with a frown.

"Yes!" The old man stroked his beard and stared at Huang Yi, "You were sucked into this island by the barbarian turtle, and it was actually used as food for the barbarian turtle in the future, but it didn't use its mouth to eat. The barbarian turtle is a A very ancient and benevolent creature, it will only imprison you on this island, and when you die of old age, everything about you will naturally be absorbed by it."

"What about you?" Huang Yi asked.

"I am naturally its food." The old man smiled kindly, "Not only me, but my ancestors have been the food of this wild turtle for generations. It's just that we will reproduce from generation to generation and become its continuous food. This is our destiny."

As he spoke, the old man paused for a moment, and his tone became blurred: "Judging from the records left by our ancestors,

Our ancestors are as old as this wild tortoise. They are the last descendants of that great existence from ancient times. Their descendants are confined to the back of this wild tortoise. This is their whole world. Generation after generation, people were born, grew up, got married, gave birth to children, grew old, died on the island on the back of this wild turtle, and finally became the nourishment of the wild turtle. "

"Child!" At this time, the old man reached out and touched Huang Yi's head, "Accept this fate! There have been many outsiders who inadvertently broke into this place in history, and many of them were big men with powerful means. But after they came here, they all became ordinary people. They also tried every means to escape here, but to no avail. They also experienced anger, fear, and despair, but they all returned to calm in the end, accepted this fate, and finally died here. Some men and women have married each other, left offspring, and lived happily ever after."

When Huang Yi heard this, he couldn't help feeling his own strength, only to realize that his strength had all disappeared, those skills and equipment had failed, and could not bring him any help. He had become an ordinary person.

"I'm a godsend, and I'm different from others. I should be able to go out, as long as I die!" Huang Yi said solemnly.

"Heaven-sent person? It's a very strange title. But it doesn't matter who you are, you can't get out, just give it a try." The old man said gently.

Huang Yi thought about it, and finally chose to commit suicide.

There is no loss after the avatar dies, and it will not go to the underworld, just like dying in the tower of the gods, it will only consume the number of resurrections per day.

When Huang Yi's avatar was resurrected again, he immediately appeared in a bamboo forest. The scenery here is a bit familiar, the serene bamboo forest, the crisp and sweet chirping of cicadas, everything is so similar to before.

There was a bad feeling in his heart, and he walked out of the bamboo forest quickly. Sure enough, he saw the familiar village house just now, he saw the chickens pecking on the lawn at the door, and he saw the girl lying on the door taking a nap. A big yellow dog saw the old man sitting on the bamboo chair by the door.

"I said, no matter what method you use, you won't be able to get out." The old man shook his head and laughed.

Now, Huang Yi finally felt a little heavy. His incarnation is really trapped, even death and resurrection are useless! His avatar will stay in this isolated island forever, unable to go out, unable to bring any help!