1683. Chapter 1683 Saint Resentment Monthly Ticket)
Its sound is like the ghost of an injustice gnawing at your ears, or a fierce ghost invading your heart.
"Ghost!" Li Xiaoxiao secretly opened her eyes a little, and immediately she was so frightened that her hair almost exploded, and she ran away.
"No!" Li Yunning's face turned pale. He was guarding his state of mind and grabbed Li Xiaoxiao.
Within three feet of Qin Xuan, they were still in such a state of mind. If they were three feet away from Qin Xuan, just this mournful sound would be enough to put them into an unexpected situation.
"Senior, we should turn back!" Ning Wuque said harshly.
Whether the faceless woman in front of them is a human or a ghost, it is definitely not something they can face in their current state of mind.
He seemed to understand why the only ancestor who came from Wugui Immortal Palace was so lucky and why he was crazy.
The state of mind is shattered, the mourning sound is like a nightmare, gnawing at the heart and haunting the soul, how can one not go crazy!?
"I grant the three of you a word, and with the power of immortality, you can stay here for an hour!"
Qin Xuan spoke slowly, and his fingertips pointed out three spiritual lights, which entered the eyebrows of the three people.
Then, Qin Xuan stepped forward, listening to the song of reincarnation, wearing white clothes with his hands behind his back, and walked towards the faceless woman.
The mournful sound lingered, like maggots attached to the bones eroding the state of mind, but Qin Xuan seemed unmoved.
He walked forward for several miles, and the mournful sound became more and more obvious.
"You will know death when you are alive. Death will not exist. Where is the road..."
"Moving forward is a dead end and will eventually perish..."
"In reincarnation, there is no other shore..."
The voice was extremely plaintive, as if it contained endless despair, impacting Qin Xuan's heart.
"enough!"
Qin Xuan suddenly spoke, and he moved the Emperor's Mind.
This faceless woman is obviously the resentful evolution of the saint's bones.
The emperor's power surged into the sky, and the faceless woman was suddenly shocked, even though she was nearly a hundred miles away.
Suddenly, this faceless woman not only did not retreat, but her black hair danced wildly, like a fierce ghost.
She confided the ancient fairy saying, "The emperor is dead, why do you suppress me!?"
The bloody clothes are fierce, and the sad voice is full of anger.
"Everything will be destroyed, and the way forward has long been cut off."
"I have been seeking the truth so hard and gone through many tribulations, but in the end I am dead. Even my return journey has to be on this edge, and I am not allowed to enter the fairyland!"
"Saint, haha, so what about the saint? Ridiculous, pitiful, sad..."
The sharp sound was piercing, and behind Qin Xuan, the emperor's thoughts turned into white clothes, and the clouds and mist shrouded him.
The resentment of this saint is so terrifying that it has accumulated over many years.
Qin Xuan's eyes were calm. He looked at the faceless woman and continued to move forward under the protection of the emperor's thoughts.
Suddenly, the sharp sound became calmer.
"Passenger, what can you do if you have struggled all your life? Emperor, what can you do? There have been so many great emperors throughout the ages, how many of them are alive today?"
"It's better to reincarnate together and avoid suffering. After all, it is a dead end. No matter how long you walk, you can't escape reincarnation."
The voice became plaintive, more like endless self-mockery.
There was even an illusion emerging in Qin Xuan's eyes.
He saw a girl, dressed in red, practicing hard.
This is a family where the girl has gone through hardships and endured pain.
The screen turned, and the girl had grown into a young girl. She fell into a disaster, her family was destroyed, and she ran away in embarrassment, with injuries that could penetrate her bones. Under her feet, there was a road of dry bones and a river of fairy blood.
Qin Xuan walked forward, watching the girl grow up, suffer disaster, revenge, revenge, and enlightenment. Every step seemed to be extremely difficult.
The scene changed again, and the girl had transformed into a towering being, Shili Hongzhuang.
The phoenix crown and phoenix were draped around her body, but there was no sadness or joy in her eyes.
During the wedding, hundreds of tribes congratulated each other.
vaguely,
There seemed to be a voice saying, "I'm going to die!"
"I know!"
There were flowers and candles in the bridal chamber, a sword penetrated the heart and dripped blood, and tears rolled down her cheeks in the woman's cold and proud eyes.
"Go, I have fulfilled my wish, lend my bones to help you on your holy path!"
Fuzzy sounds sounded, and even more shrill and desperate sounds resounded throughout the world.
The red makeup is withered and silent, and all things are buried.
A figure rose into the sky.
The scene turns again, the woman has become a holy body, and all living beings worship her wherever she goes.
The honor of the saint, above the fairy land.
In heaven and earth, that woman walked alone for a long time, passing through the years and the vicissitudes of life.
She walked for a long time and tried her best every step of the way.
"The road ahead is blocked!"
"Dilu, no more!"
"I'm going to find a way, but it's so confusing..."
In front of a grave, a woman whispered, "You gave your life to help me, but I'm going to let you down!"
"What should I do? I can't die. If I die, no one will remember you anymore!"
She looked at the barren tomb, and finally turned around and walked out of the fairyland.
Qin Xuan looked at this scene and finally couldn't help but sigh.
He has almost walked the hundred miles and reached the back of the Immortal Palace.
Although Di Nian protected him, it also caused constant ripples in his sea of consciousness.
With a slight sigh, the screen turned again.
It was chaos, and the woman was walking almost in a daze.
"Can't find it, can't find the supreme road!"
"I don't have much time left!"
"I'm still going to die, but I'm not willing to do it. Even if I die, I still want to go back to the fairy land!"
"Let me see him again and worship him once more."
"I can't hold on any longer, the holy body is beginning to decay, and my mind is about to become chaotic!"
"But, I haven't reached the fairyland yet, wait a minute, wait a minute!"
In the chaos, the originally aloof saint now seemed like a helpless child.
She is getting older, her body and flesh are decaying, and she even wakes up occasionally, and occasionally walks around in chaos like a fool.
"I want to go back!"
"Death, reincarnation, I want to go back too!"
"Tiandao, let me see him again!"
"Can anyone help me? I want to go back and die next to him!"
"Keke, I can't go back, I can't go back!"
"The way of heaven, the way of immortality, saints, emperors... jokes, hahaha, they are all the biggest jokes!"
"Pingyu, you died for me in vain. I...haven't gone there, and I can't go back!"
"Why, all living beings who practice Taoism can only die in the end!"
"Why!? Why must we die!"
Reluctance, resentment, despair... gradually dispersed and disappeared in this chaos.
Qin Xuan paused slightly and uttered two words, "That's enough!"
These two words, like the emperor's voice, shattered this illusion.
He looked at the faceless woman in blood-clothed clothes in front of him with calm eyes.
"Tell me, if you knew there was a dead end ahead, would you still move forward?"
"Passenger, you will eventually die and enter reincarnation."
"Why, we are all going to die!? Why!?"
"You tell me!"
The faceless woman went crazy and looked at Qin Xuan, asking questions directly to his heart.
There was a trace of blood on the corner of Qin Xuan's mouth, which was left by using Emperor's Mind for too long.
Qin Xuan ignored the faceless woman. He walked forward and smashed through the faceless woman's body, just like breaking through clouds of smoke.
Behind the scenes, the faceless woman
With her body condensed again, she turned her head and said, "Look, how stupid you are, knowing that you are dead, but you still move forward!"
"In the end, you will be like me, without even a way back, buried in this boundless chaos."
"No one remembers who you are, and no one knows that you have passed by. There is no trace in the world, and all living beings have forgotten it. You have completely disappeared in this world, as if you had never appeared."
In Wugui Immortal Palace, Qin Xuan looked at the saint's bones.
He sighed quietly and stepped towards the bones.
He looked at the bones of this saint and seemed to see endless anger, sorrow, injustice, and despair in its withered bones...
Qin Xuan opened his thin lips slightly and spit out five words.
"You and I are different!"
The saint's bones shook, and the overwhelming pressure of the saint swept over him.
Qin Xuan gently leaned over and pressed his forehead against the saint's bone forehead.