Wu Qingcheng was dressed in white and looked haggard. She had not smiled since Wang Teng's death. She was numb every day, like a walking corpse.
"Ziyue, calm down, it's already gone, don't add to the sadness!" Qing Donkey patted Ziyue on the shoulder.
Even the sky is gone, and Wang Teng has not returned. Everything has fallen into dust, and no more miracles are possible.
Many people are very sad. Even three years later, there is still a lot of crying on the day of worship.
The solitary grave has become the spiritual sustenance of everyone. Qinglu knew Wang Teng's temperament, so he did not build a mausoleum that grand. It was just such an ordinary small grave, natural and simple.
Hundreds of miles away from the Dragon and Tiger Holy Monastery, on the top of a high mountain, a woman of unparalleled elegance stood tall and tall, with a graceful and graceful figure, ethereal and transcendent, unstained by the breath of the world.
This is Jiutian Xuannv.
"Now you should worry about it!" She combed her hair and muttered to herself, her eyes seemed to be able to see through the endless space and see the small grave on Beifeng.
Deep in the sea of her consciousness, Huangpu was clear and did not answer.
This was her request to come and pay homage to Wang Teng every year.
"Is he really dead?" Huangpu Minqing was silent for a long time before asking.
"Of course, under the turbulence of time and space at Tianxu Gate, even I am in danger of life. With Wang Teng's condition at that time, it is impossible for a miracle to happen!" Jiutian Xuannv gave a very affirmative answer.
Jiutian Xuannv has told her this answer countless times in the past three years.
"Wang Teng won't die. I can feel that one day, he will come back!" Huangpu Minqing said harder, but his voice was extremely firm. "If saying this will make you feel better, then just go ahead.
I think so. Okay, no more words, let's go." Jiutian Xuannv turned around and looked at the boundless sky. She couldn't help but sigh softly and said: "There is no sky. This is the time when this continent returns.
, almost there
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And now, where is Wang Teng?
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This is a dark and cold world, gray, without light, and filled with eternal silence. It is surrounded by mountains, tall and heavy, but standing like large tombs. The breeze blows through, like ghosts roaring.
The earth is like a dead land, without any life. Even the setting sun hangs in the sky, and the atmosphere is gloomy, as if no one has set foot here for countless thousands of years.
"Well……"
However, in the swamp filled with rotten leaves and branches, there was a slight clicking sound, as if something was about to come out of it, slightly protruding.
This is a very strange picture. There are actually creatures in such a desperate underground.
Finally, the dead branch broke open, revealing a finger. It was a human finger, and it was blue-grey in color. Most of the flesh and blood had fallen off, revealing the skeleton, which was covered with corpse sores. It looked very ferocious and scary.
Click, click, click...
Dead branches and rotten leaves kept rising, and a humanoid creature crawled out. What kind of person was this? If others saw it, I don’t know how frightened they would be. Nine parts of this person’s body had been rotten.
The bones were exposed in many places, and the flesh and blood were blurred. I don’t know how long they had been buried under the swampy land. The smell of decay was very strong.
Heavy.
This man is a "rotten" person, his eyes have fallen off, there are only two holes in the eye sockets, and they are a bit dull.
It sat there for three days before it clicked, moved the joints on its neck, and looked around, feeling a little confused.
It doesn't seem to understand where this place is or who it is, like a walking corpse with no intelligence.
Suddenly, whoosh... not far away, there was a huge python as thick as a water tank, crawling in the swamp, its eyes cold and faint, like two will-o'-the-wisps.
This big python is five or six meters long. Its whole body is covered with scales. It looks like it is made of metal. It has a cold luster. There is also a little black mist coming out of its mouth. Once it is contaminated, even some soil will become...
It turned into yellow water, which is obviously highly toxic.
This is a corpse snake, which specializes in eating the corpses of living creatures. In such a harsh environment, only this kind of snake can survive.
At this moment, the corpse snake stared at the motionless "rotten man", and the gloomy light in its eyes became more intense, like a ferocious beast that had been hungry for a long time, encountering food. It crawled in a winding way, came close, and opened its eyes.
Open your mouth wide and swallow the corpse whole in one go.
"Keng!" Sparks flew everywhere, illuminating a dark space.
A little light of spiritual wisdom appeared in the hollow eyes of the dead man, as if the soul had briefly returned. It subconsciously raised its palm and smashed the corpse snake's head to pieces, and the blood and minced meat poured down like rain.
His whole body.
The huge body of the corpse snake fell down weakly and died on the spot. It is estimated that until it dies, it will never think about how the food that is already the most popular food has such powerful strength.
The dead man was almost covered in blood and minced meat, making his appearance even more bloody.
But the strange thing is that in an instant, the blood, water and minced flesh penetrated into the body, as if they were absorbed.
Finally, after devouring the corpse snake, the dead man seemed to have recovered a little, and the little soul fire in his empty eyes seemed a little more blazing.
His condition still seemed to be very bad, he was still sitting there, not moving.
Wow!
I don’t know how long it took, but it seemed like thousands of years, or just like an instant, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and it started to rain heavily. The raindrops were so dense that it looked like a million-strong army approaching, roaring and shaking the sky.
In this mountainous area, a mudslide actually formed, washing away along the mountain road. The scene was spectacular.
This rotten man's body was also washed away, motionless.
The next day, after the rain, the sky cleared. At the foot of the mountain, beside an ancient road, trees were raging, and there were mud and rocks everywhere, blocking the mountain road and destroying it in an unsightly manner.
"Fight! Fight!"
A team came over, the guards all had bright eyes, the sky was covered with purple clouds, and they looked very powerful.
"Young patriarch, the road ahead is blocked!" At this moment, an old man reported.
In the center of the team, there is a chariot, which is purple and gold in color and is pulled by two rare real beasts. It is powerful and domineering.
On the chariot, a woman dressed as a man is sitting, wearing a brocade dress, a purple crown on her head, and holding a fan. She looks countlessly beautiful, with jade trees in the wind.
She is so beautiful. There is an air of a daughter between her eyebrows. Wearing men's clothes like this makes her even more heroic and graceful. "There was a heavy rain here last night, forming a mudslide. We sent people to move the people ahead.
Move the dirt away." The woman held a waving fan and said with a faint smile.
