One The light of the setting sun imprinted a face with emotion.
Lin An hid in a lonely street corner, watching the people of the Yunyin Sect leave.
Becoming so energetic and united, why can't the Yunyin Sect prosper.
Just like the Kameyama Sect that suffered a catastrophe, almost all the troops were wiped out, but everyone who was alive was wholeheartedly good, united with sincerity, and full of hope, which made him feel infinite vitality.
The shadows of the people of the Cloud Hidden Sect walked at the end of the street, becoming more and more blurred.
In his memory of his previous life, Li Qingyun had not been exposed at this time, the Yunyin Sect had not fallen into such a miserable situation, and not so many monks had been punished to serve in the northwest.
But as far as the Yunyin Sect is concerned, it is just a good and bad life, and there is no hope in sight.
Maybe he was reborn in a lifetime, and he also brought good luck to the Yunyin Sect.
In the last life, the reason why he went to Chu Zhi's thief ship was because the sect was weak and could not supply him with the Zhenhai Beast Connection Scroll of Reincarnation Gu.
But in any case, this is the place where his road begins, and I hope that in this life where everything has changed, the Yunyin Sect can go on smoothly, and it can really carry forward as Li Qingyun wishes.
Two I don't know when a thick cloud layer gathered in the sky, and the more they gathered, the thicker and thicker they gathered.
The setting sun just fell just below the heavy clouds, gilding the outer edges of the clouds.
The sky is full of gold, as if to turn the world into a paradise of materialism.
A large blurred shadow appeared in the clouds, little by little, slowly becoming clear.
There was a burst of warmth from his cuffs, and when he looked down, it was the temperature from the skin fragments of the Blood Sacrifice Clan.
A faint salty smell began to fill the air, making his skin a little dry and astringent.
This is a sign that the ancient city will open.
Soon, Chu Zhi will enter the ancient city.
The life and death grievances of the previous life are about to be drawn here.
Although he really wanted to witness the moment when Chu Zhi set foot on Huangquan Road, he felt that he had come to this point, and it was better to cause less trouble.
He decided to stay away.
Where to go?
On the outskirts of the city.
The ancestor of the Yunyin Sect had been buried for some time, and he was busy looking for skin fragments, and he hadn't had time to pay his respects.
So he went to the gate of the city alone, and the clouds in the sky became denser and denser.
The huge shadow also became clearer, faintly recognizable as the outline of the upper half of a city.
He opened his mouth to inhale, and a salty smell made his throat gag.
The sky is getting darker and darker, the sun is in the west, the suburban cemetery is in the east, and the further east you go, the darker and darker it becomes, and the thicker the clouds, the more hideous they become.
It's like walking from day to night.
Or, from the world to hell.
He had a sense of foreboding, and quickly stopped.
The outskirts of the city are hard to go, where to go.
Go back to your house, what if you meet Chu Zhi.
For a time, he had nowhere to go, so he had to wander around the city alone.
The salty taste grew stronger and stronger, surging to the tip of the tongue, like taking a small sip of seawater.
As if attracted by the vision of heaven, more and more people appeared on the street, and the sound of people's voices, movements, and flying swords breaking through the air gradually became noisy.
He became more and more irritable.
It was as if there were eyes staring at him everywhere, giving him goosebumps all over his body.
It was as if Chu Zhi had discovered his conspiracy, and all the people on the street were the eyeliners sent by Chu Zhi to deal with him.
Or perhaps, Chu Zhi had already prepared a grand death for him, with the opening of the ancient city as a feast, and the tens of thousands of monks in Kaze City as cheerers, an inescapable grand death.
He couldn't bear it anymore, and he forced himself to endure the discomfort in his heart, shuttling through the dense crowd.
Every time he passed by someone, it was as if someone had cut off a piece of meat from his shoulder with a knife.
"Fellow Daoist," Someone behind him said, "Please stay." ” The man's voice was almost exactly the same as Chu Zhi's, and he stopped, and his heartbeat almost stopped.
He stood there for a long time, not daring to look back.
"Fellow Daoist," said the man, "your stuff has fallen." ” He breathed a sigh of relief and turned his head.
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In front of her turned out to be a strange short-haired nun, and she didn't know how she heard the voice wrong.
The nun was also dressed strangely, holding a slightly reddened fragment of skin in her hand, looking at him with a playful smile on her face.
"I gave it to you."
He said.
This unlucky thing, he never wants to touch it in his life.
"I have it too," said the nun, "but you're doing the right thing," She threw the skin fragments to the ground and winked at Lin An, "It's best to lose this thing." ” "What nonsense to talk to him," said a man with a bow next to him, "we need to hurry up." ” Are these two people also going into the ancient city?
Good luck to them.
He breathed a sigh of relief and continued to walk out of the crowd.
I walked for a while, but I couldn't get to the end.
The crowd spoke sparsely at first, like the scattered howls of wild wolves in the mountains.
It gradually became very noisy, like hundreds of ferocious beasts roaring in their ears.
Walking and walking, it was quiet again all of a sudden, like a corpse hill where lonely souls and wild ghosts roamed.
His heart began to beat faster and faster again.
The face began to stiffen, as if a layer of cold mud had been pasted on the face.
He walked through the streets of Katse like a ghost, and there was not a quiet corner, which seemed to show that he had no way to hide.
The air became more and more salty, as if the sea had poured into the city of Kaze, and was about to swallow him up.
The salty waters rushed into his throat, making him almost suffocate.
In the salty air, he suddenly distinguished Chu Zhi's breath, clear and unique.
How can he forget this breath, how many years have he been a human being, he has engraved this breath into his mind and carved it into his bone marrow.
"Where are you going," Chu Zhi's cold voice came from behind him.
"Hello Master," He resisted the almost crazy desire to escape, and turned around, "I'm wandering around." ” "The ancient city is going to be opened."
Chu Zhi said.
"The disciple can't see through it."
"It's going to open," Chu Zhi said, "You go with me."
There should still be fragments."
He froze, and pulled another piece of shard out of his bosom.
The warmth of the shards seemed to melt away the cold palms.
Three The earth seemed to shake slightly, and the teapot on the table toppled to the ground.
There was a crisp sound.
Fuji woke up from his dream, and he couldn't remember how he had fallen asleep.
I only remember that after coming out of Li Yunjing, he suddenly felt that the breath of the Chixin clone was in Kaze City, but it was not clear where it was.
The doppelganger came to Kaze City, but he didn't communicate with himself at all, which is obviously not normal.
He speculated that it was most likely because after Tokai was injured, the remnant soul of the heart that had been dormant in the split body reoccupied the body.
Chixin came to Kaze, did he come to trouble himself, is there this possibility?
But intuition tells you that it's more likely that the heart has another purpose.
If Chi Xin really wants to take revenge, a brand new Earth Bridge Realm monk will surprise him.
Shortly after returning home, he began to feel groggy and lost consciousness after lying in bed for a while.
When I woke up again, it was much darker outside the window.
He had two dreams.
The first dream is about the altar.
It was the altar he had dreamed of last time, a high platform, square, exuding a dark and obscure atmosphere.
Everywhere there were mysterious words, strange formations, and blood pooled into streams and wriggled on the altar.
In the center of the altar there is a sacrificial frame that exudes the meaning of antiquity, with four stone pillars on both sides, and in the middle is a disc engraved with foreign characters.
There is a groove in the center of the disc.
In front of the altar stood a man with horns on his head, who turned out to be his familiar figure, but his face was indistinct.
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In the last dream, he had dreamed of this person as well, but it was only a vague shadow.
The man stood in front of the altar, his feet swaying with blood, and in his hand he held a transparent stone in his previous dream, which was still swarthy black, very similar to the one in his storage bag.
He held the stone, looked at the groove in the center of the disc, and hesitated for a long time in front of the altar.
Above his head, there was a large shadow, and behind the shadow was a face that seemed to be absent Four The second dream.
In the cave of the Puppet Valley, his mother is taking care of a man who has only half of his body left and is festering.
The mother has a long purple horn on the top of her head, which stands out in the dim cave.
The man's wound was wrapped in diamond-shaped leaves, and as soon as the blood touched the leaves, it retreated into his body, and the wound quickly formed a bloody scab.
His dad is here, too.
At the bottom of Daddy's feet was a strange beast shaped like a gray ball, only the size of a palm, and two large round eyes that flashed one by one.
Fuji was a little surprised, wasn't this the gray ball dragon he had saved in the Valley of the Puppets?
Daddy took the dark stone in his hand, carved it carefully, and after a while, handed it to his mother.
The mother took the stone and looked at it carefully, and said, "I always feel that it is a little ominous if I really want to take it away." ” Daddy said, "I always feel like when I have seen this stone, and I have come to think of something that seems to be a long time ago, and this stone must have something to do with my past experiences." ” The mother said: "After the Rift Valley War, the space of the Puppet Valley will become unstable again.
I can't stay here. ” Daddy smiled and said, "Come with me to the Hongran Realm."
We hid so that no one could find us, and there was another big fat boy. ” "You think beautifully," the mother smiled, pointed to the seriously injured man on the ground, and said, "What should he do?"
"He was too badly injured.
If you want to survive, I'm afraid you'll have to use the secret art of the Treants. ” "Wouldn't that be an ugly bastard?"
"It's not easy to be alive.
Didn't he say that his wife was still waiting for him?
” "I'll have to ask him what he thinks."
Mother let out a long sigh, "If only there would never be a war." ” Her gaze moved to the side of the cave wall, on which hung a lettering that read: In a valley and two peaks in a cave, The sun is hidden and the moon is dark and rainless.
Sleepless lonely night in the middle of the forest, I can't forget you.
Thinking about Juncheng all day long, Endless empty talk.
Do not envy the luan and the sky, Repentant and lonely horns are abandoned from now on.
"One day unforgettable, no regrets for a lifetime."
Fuji took out the first word of each line of the poem, muttered, and the moment he finished reading the word "repentance", he woke up from his dream: