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2122 The day the frozen world began to move again

Mother Earth was said to be 4.6 billion years old, yet these grains of sand were even older!

Song Shuhang sighed inwardly.

With the improvement of his strength, his mastery over the secret appraisal technique was also getting better and better. Right now, if he were to accidentally appraise Earth itself, he would probably survive.

However, even after paying such a steep price, all he managed to identify was that the sand was 5 billion years old. Wasn’t this akin to purposefully stifling his heart?

It would’ve been better if the appraisal just failed.

Could there be some other information that hasn’t been transmitted to my mind yet? Song Shuhang’s primordial soul didn’t move and kept using the secret appraisal technique.

After a while…

The black-skinned Scarlet Heaven Sword asked, “Did you find anything out?”

Song Shuhang raised his head and said with a serious face, “Yes, I got a very old piece of information.”

“What is it?” Senior White asked curiously. He was very interested in this place that he suspected to be his hometown.

Song Shuhang pinched his chin and said, “According to the information I got, the sand in this desert is five billion years old.”

Senior White: “…”

The black-skinned Scarlet Heaven Sword took this opportunity to give Senior White a suggestion, “Since Shuhang is completely useless, why don’t we just bury him? Fellow Daoist White, you can use me to stab this guy to ensure that the cut is perfect. This should bring him the most extreme of pains.”

“Why am I being blamed for this? This is the information that was given by the secret appraisal technique. I’m also a victim as I suffered for nothing.” While Song Shuhang’s primordial soul spoke, his body was still jolting.

Because he was a primordial soul, there were no wounds on his body, but the price had been borne by the main body.

Of course, there was also a very small chance that the price would be borne by a “ghost spirit” or similar entity.

In the past, his first ghost spirit had been in so much pain that it had asked Shuhang to comfort it!

“However, besides its age, I did get some other information about the sand.” Song Shuhang’s primordial soul gradually stopped trembling. After adapting to the pain, he said seriously, “In addition to telling me that the sand is five billion years old… the secret appraisal technique told me that the sand is also particularly charming.”

“What the hell?” The black-skinned Scarlet Heaven Sword raised its hilt slightly and “stared” at Song Shuhang. Is this what they mean when they say that after someone stays single for too long, everything starts to look charming?

“That’s all I got from the secret appraisal technique.” Song Shuhang squatted down again, picked up a handful of sand, and observed it carefully.

The fine, warm sand slowly slipped through his fingers.

Song Shuhang raised his hands and spread them apart.

The golden sand trickled down, with each grain of sand shining as it drifted through the wind, resulting in a beautiful scene. It was just as he had guessed. The sand in the desert had the same charm as Senior White, but this charm was spread throughout the entire desert, so it was not as overbearing as Senior White’s charm that was all gathered on his person.

The black-skinned Scarlet Heaven Sword said, “Damn… Have I also been single for too long?”

When the sand was falling, it really did look charming. It wanted to stay in the desert and spend the rest of its life accompanying the sand.

After going back, it had to talk to its almost forgotten master, Daoist Priest Scarlet Heaven, and ask him if there was any intelligent sword spirit suitable to be its partner.

“The world, it has moved,” the stone tablet said in a deep, poetic voice.

Senior White also squatted down. He threw the spirit vein enclosed in the pillar-shaped spirit stone into the air and supported it with his mental energy. Afterward, he inserted his fingers into the sand and picked up a handful of it, watching as it slipped through his fingers.

As the fine sand slipped through Senior White’s fingers, everyone could feel the world shake slightly.

But again, it was not shaking physically.

Like an hourglass, it was turned over, and the sand began to fall again.

The frozen world began to move once again, coming back to life.

The sun rose slowly, and under the sunlight, the entire desert shone with a dazzling light.

Song Shuhang, Scarlet Heaven Sword, and the stone tablet all diverted their attention and looked toward the rising sun.

“Boom~”

At this time, a loud thud could be heard behind them.

As soon as Song Shuhang turned his head, he saw that the pillar-shaped spiritual vein that Senior White dug out before had crashed to the ground.

“Senior White?” Song Shuhang was taken aback.

Senior White disappeared again.

Under the pillar-shaped spiritual vein, where Senior White was originally standing, there was a robe. The robe was the same robe that Senior White used to wear.

The stone tablet asked in a daze, “He disappeared?”

It had been floating beside Senior White until a moment ago, but now he was gone.

Song Shuhang frowned. He stepped forward and stored Senior White’s pillar-shaped spiritual vein inside his magical bracelet, and then picked up his magical robe.

The black-skinned Scarlet Heaven Sword asked, “Can you sense Fellow Daoist White’s aura?”

“It’s everywhere,” the stone tablet replied. The whole world was filled with White’s aura, so it was impossible to lock onto his position through his aura.

Song Shuhang stored the robe inside his magical bracelet—if True Monarch White Crane were here, the first thing it would do would be to put on this robe, right?

Song Shuhang said calmly, “This desert is Senior White.”

Regarding White’s identity, Song Shuhang had several theories.

“Little White” was seemingly born from a desert.

The young man in green robes refined a desert and fused it with Little White to prevent him from disappearing.

However, the white horse that the young man in green robes was riding was also quite mysterious.

The disappearance of Senior White was obviously related to this desert.

“Let’s explore the desert.” Song Shuhang reached out and picked up the shrunken Fellow Daoist Stone Tablet, hung Senior Scarlet Heaven Sword behind his waist, and strode toward the rising sun.

“Where are we going?” asked the black-skinned Scarlet Heaven Sword.

Song Shuhang shook his head. “I don’t know. I will go where we need to go.”

The black-skinned Scarlet Heaven Sword asked, “Is your artistic soul acting up again?”

“What does this have to do with an artist’s soul?” Song Shuhang did not know whether to laugh or cry. “I’m just going to head in a direction according to what my heart tells me.”

The stone tablet “looked” at Song Shuhang again.

At this time, Song Shuhang looked strangely reliable.

Apart from the sun in the sky, there was nothing else worth mentioning in this world.

Along the way, the black-skinned Scarlet Heaven Sword tried using magical techniques to leave marks on the ground.

But every time they moved a certain distance, the marks would disappear…

Scarlet Heaven Sword asked, “Are we going to get lost?”

“Don’t worry, we won’t get lost,” said Song Shuhang.

With that, he leaped forward and stepped on a black lotus, using the scholarly faction’s ❮Virtuous Man’s Ten Thousand Mile Walk❯ to rush forward.

Soon, a building appeared before his eyes.

The presence of a building implied that someone might live there.