问出这话的时候，素来心态平静的谢安，罕见的变的紧张起来。
天宝皇帝，打通大阴山失败。
景泰皇帝，打通大阴山失败。
如今淮南王不惜勾结四老妖谋反，也要打通大阴山。
从这一点上看来...
修仙 continued his journey, walking along the winding path that led him deeper into the forest. The trees grew taller and closer together here, their branches tangled overhead in a canopy of leaves that filtered the sunlight and cast the forest floor in a soft, emerald green glow.
As he walked, the air filled with the sweet scent of blooming flowers and the sound of birdsong. A gentle breeze rustled the leaves, causing the trees to whisper secrets to each other in a language only they could understand.
Suddenly, a figure appeared before him. It was a woman, tall and statuesque, with skin as pale as moonlight and hair as black as the night sky. Her eyes shone like stars in the darkness, and her presence was both captivating and unnerving.
"Who are you?" the fixer asked, his voice firm but cautious.
"I am the guardian of this forest," the woman replied, her voice low and husky. "And you, traveler, have entered my domain uninvited."
The fixer drew his sword, its blade glinting in the dappled light filtering through the trees. "I mean no harm," he said. "I am but a humble seeker of knowledge and power."
The guardian smiled, her lips curling upward in a enigmatic smile. "Ah, but you are not just any traveler," she said. "You have been chosen for a greater purpose. One that requires your unique skills and abilities."
She raised her hand, and the air around them began to shimmer and distort. A portal opened, revealing a world beyond their own.
"Come," she said, beckoning him through the portal. "Let us see what wonders await you on the other side."
The fixer hesitated for a moment, unsure of what lay ahead. But his curiosity got the better of him, and he stepped forward, following the guardian into the unknown.
As they emerged on the other side, the fixer found himself in a world unlike any he had ever seen. The skies were ablaze with colors, and the trees seemed to be made of crystal, their branches singing with a music that was both beautiful and terrifying.
The guardian led him through this fantastical landscape, teaching him about the ancient magic that flowed through every rock and tree. She showed him how to harness this energy, to wield it like a sword and bend reality to his will.
And as he learned, the fixer began to realize the true extent of his own power. He was not just a humble seeker of knowledge and power; he was a force of nature, capable of shaping the very fabric of reality.
But with this newfound power came a terrible cost. The fixer felt his soul being torn apart, his essence fragmenting into a thousand different parts. Each part screamed in agony, begging for release.
The guardian smiled again, her eyes glinting with a knowing light. "You are becoming what you were meant to be," she said. "A true master of the arcane arts."
And with that, the fixer felt himself being transformed, his body and soul merging into a single, cohesive entity. He was no longer just a man; he was a force of nature, unstoppable and unyielding.
The guardian nodded in approval, her smile growing wider. "You are ready," she said. "Now go forth, and claim your rightful place among the gods."
And with that, the fixer set off on his new journey, one that would take him to the very limits of power and beyond. The world was full of wonder and danger, but he was ready for whatever lay ahead.
He walked through the forest, his footsteps quiet on the soft earth. The trees seemed to be watching him, their branches reaching out like skeletal fingers. But he did not feel afraid; instead, he felt a sense of excitement, of anticipation.
For he knew that he was on the cusp of something great. Something that would change the course of history forever.
And so, with a sense of purpose and determination, the fixer continued his journey, ready to face whatever lay ahead.