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A few miles away from Xinghua Village, among the grass and trees, graves were scattered lonely. Wang Lin's figure appeared here, looking at the graves in front of him, silent for a long time, and took a picture of the storage bag.
A small white jade bottle appeared in Wang Lin's hand. Holding the bottle, Wang Lin sighed and murmured: "Sun Tai we have settled our grudges. In the past, we promised to send your ashes back to your hometown. Today, Wang did arrive."
As he spoke, the vial in his hand automatically flew out and landed in an open space not far away. After blending into the soil, a bag of earth slowly piled up.
With a wave of his right hand, Wang Lin carved in the void with his two fingers. Under the flash of crystal light, a tombstone appeared on the grave, with a few small words written on it with flying dragons and phoenixes.
"Sun Tai's Tomb"
"We who are cultivators, hundreds of years and thousands of years have passed by in the blink of an eye, but there are very few relatives left from generation to generation. Even if they are still there, they are alienated from the feeling of blood Once you step on this path of cultivating, life and death will be unpredictable. Life is destined to be hard.
Walking on the rugged fairy road, when I turned back, I couldn't see clearly the lights from when I came, and the fairy mist was also filled in front of me. "
Wang Lin sighed and looked at Sun Tai's grave with emotion in his eyes.
"Today, you died in a foreign land, and I am here to send your ashes home If one day I, Wang Lin, die, I wonder if someone can take my ashes back to Suzaku" Wang Lin was silent, turned and left.
"This is cause and effect." Wang Lin's footsteps did not stop, and gradually disappeared into the distance as he moved forward. But the nursery rhyme in my ears always lingers in my heart.
"The apricot tree has white flowers"
"Cultivation of the Tao, cultivation of the Tao, mortals yearn to become immortals and hope to step on the immortal road, but they don't know how many people who have stepped on this immortal road envy the ordinary life of ordinary people.
How many people, like Sun Tai, died in a foreign country, their ashes drifting away in the wind, unable to find their way home How many parents and relatives never saw their children come back until they were dying I just don¡¯t know , if you can choose, if you can start all over again, will the cultivator still take that step as always"
"This nursery rhyme is the bitterness and call of many generations. It is sung from the mouth of the boy. Outsiders cannot understand it, but those who practice Taoism feel sad when they hear it The name of this nursery rhyme must be Not a Taoist ¡¡±
There was no more Wang Lin in the world. His whole body merged into nothingness and disappeared. But that nursery rhyme and that emotional realization will remain in this world forever.
Under the starry sky, Wang Lin walked forward step by step. There was a strong emotion in him. Although this trip was short-lived, it left him with lingering emotions.
The area between the western and northern parts of the alliance has become a buffer for Luo Tian monks. There is a cultivation star at the forefront close to that day's battlefield. This star was relatively intact from that day's battle, although the aura on it is no longer there. There were many, but for Lie Yunzi, he didn't care too much.
Lie Yunzi sat cross-legged on a mountain peak in this star. Beside him, there was a young man with a gloomy face. Although he was also cross-legged at the moment, his eyes were looking into the distance, as if waiting for something.
If Wang Lin were here, he would definitely recognize that this young man was Xu Ting who almost died in that battle!
In the sky around Lieyunzi, there are thirteen floating blood cells. These thirteen blood cells are the only ones left that day.
On this cultivation star, there are not many Luotian monks, only a few of them, among whom Lie Yunzi is the most respected. The reason why he is here is precisely because with the cooperation of the thirteen Luofu blood balls, he can become a strong defense against further attacks by the cultivation alliance. The cutting edge!
His spiritual consciousness is integrated into the Thirteen Blood Balls, and when it is diffused, his spiritual consciousness can increase unimaginably. In this way, under the countless stars in the surrounding sky, no movement or movement can escape his mind.
Wang Lin's figure walked out of the ripples and came to the outside of the cultivation star, looking for Lie Yunzi. These were the two things he did. After returning from nothingness that day, before Wang Lin left, he had a spiritual thought When it reached his ears, the person who sent the divine message was none other than Lie Yunzi.
In the Cultivation Star, Lie Yunzi, who was cross-legged on the mountain, slowly opened his eyes. The moment he opened his eyes, the thirteen blood cells outside his body immediately shook, but there were thirteen red eyes. appeared on these thirteen blood cells at the same time.
They all stared in one direction, and a majestic pressure condensed, forming a magical power that could collapse the starry sky.
A smile appeared at the corner of Lie Yunzi's mouth, and he said slowly: "You are here." With his cultivation level, he could naturally see some changes in Wang Lin, but he did not question or point it out. After all, he was not as good as Yan Leizi. ,watch,A strong fighting spirit rose into the sky and fell towards Xu Ting!
Xu Ting's body trembled, and he felt a strong wind blowing against his face, as if an ancient beast was sealed inside the scroll. Now that the seal was released, the beast radiated fierce flames, and contained the anger of countless thousands of years. At this moment, it all came out, as if it was about to devour itself.
Lie Yunzi's expression showed a trace of undetectable nervousness. Considering his cultivation level and his age, this kind of nervousness was extremely rare. He clearly knew how many talented people there had been in his family over the past countless years. , you can view the first picture, but when you look at the second picture, you are directly impacted by the unimaginable fighting spirit inside even before it is fully opened.
The lighter ones will be seriously injured and disabled, and the severe ones will die when both body and soul are destroyed!
Recently, many book friends have been complained and banned. The shortest is a month and the longest is a year. Ergen is very sad. I know you are trying to protect Xian Ni. Those book friends who have been banned will silently remember it in their hearts and will never forget it. . I have a few words to say from my heart. Mortals are the big brothers. Recommendations, monthly passes, subscriptions, etc. are far ahead of Xian Ni. Xian Ni is still in the growth stage. Er Gen just wants to write a classic well. Everyone. Reading comfortably and in a happy mood is the original intention of Ergen.
Ergen just wants to write a good book and doesn¡¯t want everyone to attack each other. Mortals are big brothers. Ergen has a lot to learn. Book friends, stop arguing. Every time someone is banned, Ergen¡¯s sadness will get worse. If it's because I'm fighting for the monthly ticket, I won't fight for it every month, I won't fight anymore
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