Text Chapter 272: Their own obsessions and enlightenment, explode!
Inside a magnificent hall, Lin Qian looked at his younger self, with mixed feelings in his heart. Looking at the loving women in front of him, tears welled up in his eyes in an instant! The young child in his arms kept wiping away the tears on Lin Qian's face with his little hands. The two children holding Lin Qian's thighs lowered their heads, but showed a gloomy expression. A faint light flashed in their eyes, and their little hands gently wiped Lin Qian's waist. The pink little hands turned up a piece of iron blue. A group of loving women kept disappearing in front of Lin Qian, with sorrow on their faces. One by one, the little children who appeared from nowhere had a sinister look in their eyes, but showed an innocent smile on their faces. Looking at the women whose bodies kept breaking and dissipating, they jumped towards Lin Qian. While running, the rotten flesh on their bodies kept falling off, and the pale little hands scratched Lin Qian directly!
"Puff, puff, puff!" A sound of falling air was heard, and Lin Qian's figure appeared at the place where the group of women had just disappeared. He tried to twitch his nose, as if he was missing the familiar smell. Behind Lin Qian, the ghost children who had changed greatly in appearance let out a shrill roar and rushed towards Lin Qian again!
The stone powder fell down, and Lin Qian stood at the door of the hall with his hands behind his back. The tears on his face had not dried yet. He said with a sob: "This is good, this is good, see you again, see you again!" After that, the whole person took a step forward, and the ghost children were firmly grasped by big hands in mid-air. The hall collapsed and the dust flew, just like yesterday!
Lin Qian looked at the stone pillars in front of him that were constantly breaking, raised his head and tried to breathe, and the whole person curled up into a ball. There was still the unruly expression of the past, his face was full of pain, and his hands clenched his chest! The memories hurt, like a knife cut!
With a long and shrill howl, Lin Qian suddenly tore open his chest, grabbed with both hands, and a black shadow was grabbed out of his chest. The sticky black shadow with blood kept jumping. Lin Qian finally showed a smile at the corner of his mouth. With his hands clenched, violent fighting spirit surged. In the countless mixed wails, the black shadow was directly squeezed into a ball of nothingness by Lin Qian!
"Ahem!" Lin Qian wiped the blood that kept coughing from the corner of his mouth, and the whole person slowly sat down. His mind was clear, but there were constant sounds of something breaking. A gentle aura wrapped Lin Qian up, and the surroundings fell into silence!
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The shocking sword light passed by, and Lin Dao looked at the black demon sword that easily withstood his attack, with a smile on his lips, stroking the blood-colored long sword covered with spiral patterns in his hand, and shook his head gently.
"You are not worthy of me!"
Some mocking words came out of Lin Dao's mouth, and the black demon sword floating in front of him suddenly burst out with a terrifying killing intent. Lin Dao held the sword in his hand across his chest, and the man did not move, but the fighting spirit rushed to the sky!
"Bang!" The two swords collided violently, and Lin Dao felt a pain in his heart, as if he had lost his most beloved thing. The red long sword in his hand shattered, and the black demon sword in the air made a proud sound!
"I understand! And I understand!" Lin Dao squatted down and sorted out the pieces of the long sword. A stream of blood flowed from his fingertips to the broken long sword. The scarlet blood continued to flow along the spiral knife pattern, passing through the broken end from time to time, but the dripping blood condensed and did not fall, pulling scarlet blood threads in the air!
"Thank you for cutting off my blade! You only cut off my body, but you will never cut off my sword intent!" Lin Dao's fighting spirit surged up, and the blood-red ocean behind him kept surging. Amid the humming sound of the broken long sword, a monstrous killing intent burst out in the air. Countless runes seemed to be engraved on the threads. Lin Dao felt a sense of blood connection in his hand!
"Instant kill!" Lin Dao's figure passed by, and red lines covered the blade of the black demon sword. A mournful cry sounded, and the long sword shattered. A scene emerged. A peerless swordsman, facing a devastating blow, gave up his sword. The broken long sword was destroyed, but the swordsman survived!
"Is this your experience? I hope you can find a good master in your next life who understands you and cherishes you!" Lin Dao looked at the scene that was constantly dissipating in the air. The stone pillars in front of him shattered, and pieces of broken knife pieces soared into the sky. The surging knife spirit suddenly made a long cry, and then turned into dust all over the sky!
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In a small alley, Mo Mingxuan sat in front of a somewhat shabby table. The busy woman occasionally looked back at Mo Mingxuan with a gentle smile on her face. Even if the young man showed vicissitudes that did not match his age, she just smiled. When he turned around, a trace of sinister cold light flashed across, and on his delicate and charming face, bloody small cuts kept opening, like a mask that was pieced together after being broken, a little hideous and terrifying!
Turning around, the young woman put on a gentle smile again on her face, and the steaming tea drew an arc in the air and fell into Mo Mingxuan's teacup. Seeing Mo Mingxuan drinking the tea somewhat at a loss, the young woman showed a meaningful smile in her eyes! In the dim little house, the dust slowly cruised under the sunlight, but a feeling of ice rose!
"Sister Qingyuan, you have changed!" Mo Mingxuan spoke to himself, breaking a trace of silence.
"Huh? What has changed, sister?" The young woman seemed a little confused, blinking her eyes, looking at the boy in front of her with a playful look.
"In the past, you never added these messy things to my tea!" Mo Mingxuan shook his head gently, picked up the teacup and slowly poured it down. The dark green tea fell on the table. A corrosion sound was heard, and hideous faces emerged in the steaming mist, and then slowly dissipated! The teapot on the table fell and shattered. In the frozen smile of the woman, the tea was all over the floor, and the tea leaves slowly rolled into dried corpses!
"When did you find it?" The young woman showed a bright smile on her face. In an instant, Mo Mingxuan's eyes seemed to be blurred, as if he really saw the innocence of Qingyuan when she was a girl.
"I never believed it. She said she would wait for me and she would never change!" Mo Mingxuan vowed, and suddenly laughed very happily. A kind of trust can travel through time and space and cut off distance!
"It's hard to understand, but I believe that I once imagined that one day he would come and take me away!" A beautiful face appeared with a trace of sadness. The alley turned into ashes, and the young woman's hair began to drift around like green smoke.
Mo Mingxuan was stunned. The imagined battle did not seem to come. A trace of sorrowful wail kept spinning in the air and did not dissipate for a long time. Mo Mingxuan put away the sage's handwriting in his hand and said softly: "If one day Mo has the opportunity to meet that person, I will definitely give you justice!"
The green smoke slowly dissipated. A young girl who was ignorant of the world was ignorantly looking forward to the arrival of his love, but after a night of joy, she never saw the unfaithful man again. The stone pillar was densely engraved with a word. As the green smoke dissipated, the stone pillar turned into dust and dissipated in the Valley of Life and Death.
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The scroll unfolded, and Lin Wen splashed ink on a white scroll, sketching mountains and rivers, stars, sun and moon, magnificent palaces, majestic mansions, small bridges and flowing water, fragrant pavilions and pavilions, stone horses and ancient lanterns, moss and flowers...
The ferocious little man in the scroll kept cursing, and then dodged again and again, as if he was dissatisfied with Lin Wen's approach, and secretly waiting for the opportunity to launch a fatal attack from the scroll!
After a long time, Lin Wen stopped writing and said softly: "How?"
The ferocious little man in the scroll had a condensed face, but did not say anything. Perhaps by chance, the boy did not discover himself!
"A regretful thought, can do this, see my heart, my obsession is too deep! Or maybe you are my inner demon!" Lin Wen continued, suddenly waving his hands, two big seal characters floated, and the ink-colored little man in the scroll finally changed his face.
"Stop! Stop!" With a crazy shout, the ink-colored little man appeared on the scroll, and a series of ink colors spread out on the scroll, dyeing a large area of the scroll as black as ink!
"Too late!" Lin Wen shook his head slightly, and the jade pen in his hand fell, and the scroll was folded up. Two large seal characters in the gap flashed with golden light.
On the side of the scene in front of him, Lin Wen looked at the seal characters on the stone pillars in front of him, and gently clapped his palms. The stone pillars suddenly exploded and spread into a piece!
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Bai Yuqing stood in front of a stone wall, and the past flashed quickly like a passing cloud. Since he met Lin Zheng and his group, his path was completely different from before. It is a very vulgar way to say that his destiny began to change!
It was like walking on a completely different road. He was no longer the eldest son of Zeshui City, nor was he a child of aristocratic family. After walking out, he found that it seemed that his original status was insignificant compared to the people around him! Whether it was Mo Tanlang, Beichen Fengye, they were children of wealthy families. Or Chi Ye, Yuchi Hao and other nobles of the seven cities, and of course Lin Zheng and his group, no matter their words, deeds, or cultivation ability, their origins are definitely not that simple. Compared with the identities of Bai Yuqing and the others, they are not on the same level at all. Fortunately, everyone never cares about their identities. In the path of cultivation, only strength can establish your identity!
"What do you want to tell me? Make me feel inferior? Let me sink? This seems a bit ridiculous, right?" Bai Yuqing shook his head gently, and the long sword in his hand fell, and the stone wall in front of him shattered, and then the stone pillars broke apart!
If there were people above the Valley of Life and Death at this time, they would definitely be able to see the figures of Lin Zheng and the others. The vague barrier that blocked everyone had disappeared, and the large stone pillars had also dissipated. Only a small piece of stone pillars still existed at the bottom of the valley, and that piece was where Lin Zheng was!
Trapped? Or an accidental encounter? At this moment, everyone didn't know where each other was. Suddenly, the stone pillars where Lin Zheng was located suddenly collapsed. At this point, the figures of everyone in the Valley of Life and Death appeared directly, and all the stone pillars shattered!
Explode! For whom is the storm rising? Who are you waiting for to return? !
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