Nine hundred and eighty-ninth chapter grief inexplicable
Not only that, because of the extreme grief and anger that had nowhere to vent, Fu Yang could not even maintain the basic operation of his magic power, and the ghost armor on his body began to twist.
In the end, the armor's form could not be maintained, the power of the ghost dissipated, and the Thousand Fantasy Sword turned into a glove again...
He kept vomiting blood and fell from the sky towards the sea.
thump!
Fu Yang fell heavily into the cold sea water.
His consciousness was a little blurry.
The rumbling rainstorm hit the sea surface, seeming to form vague background music in his ears. Vico's exquisite and beautiful smiling face appeared in front of his eyes.
He stretched out his hand to grab it, but it immediately turned into ripples and disappeared.
There seemed to be no temperature around him, and Fu Yang only felt extremely cold. Slowly, he silently walked towards the depths of the seabed.
He felt endless emptiness and trance, both physically and mentally.
It seems that life has lost its meaning at this moment...
Go down, go down.
He could feel that the soft things underneath his body must have sunk to the bottom of the sea and touched the mud. After all, this was an offshore area and it was not too deep.
Fu Yang's eyes were open in confusion, and he didn't know if it was due to his spiritual sense. He seemed to be able to see bursts of golden light flickering in the dark sea.
Was it a hallucination before losing consciousness?
With this thought in mind, I noticed that the golden light was getting brighter and brighter, and the distance was getting closer and closer.
It turns out to be true!
A pair of big, generous and powerful hands hugged Fu Yang's body tightly. Then he suddenly accelerated, like a big and flexible fish, rising towards the sea...
Above the sea.
Maybe it has moved away from the core area of the storm, or maybe the storm has weakened.
In short, this small cruise ship has returned to normal at this time. Except for three crew members who fell several times and suffered minor injuries during the turbulence, there were no other casualties, which can be considered a blessing.
Although it was still raining, the waves were still rising.
But some crew members were already on the deck with Gu Jianyang, looking worriedly at the dark blue sea.
Blah blah, blah blah!
There was a sound of water, and a ball of white water exploded.
Monk Shenxu hugged Fu Yang and flew up from the sea. His whole body was soaked, and then he landed on the deck with a thud.
It turns out that the golden figure Fu Yang saw just before he fell into coma was Shenxu who went to save him...
"Master! Master, what's wrong with you?"
Gu Jianyang immediately shouted nervously, without any trace of his usual young and mature demeanor. He rushed over and hugged his master's body.
"Amitabha, you are very good. Donor Gu, don't worry. Donor Fu Yang has great magical power, and his physical body is comparable to that of a cultivator of the alchemy lineage... He was not injured."
Gu Jianyang raised his head, his face was covered with rainwater, and his brows were furrowed: "If he is not injured, why is there blood on the corner of his mouth? And he is unconscious. Master, I need you to rescue him?"
Shenxu shook his head, sighed, and said: "It's just sad. The black dome transformed by your master, Donor Dong, was taken away by an unknown mysterious being. Your master was powerless and couldn't catch up even with all his strength. Sad, angry and sad
, and had nowhere to vent. In the end, it backfired, causing damage to the mind. This is damage to the soul, and he can only rely on himself..."
After hearing this, Gu Jianyang became even more worried.
Although he is not very strong and has not been in the supernatural world for a long time, he also knows that the human soul is the most mysterious. Even the heavenly master dare not say that he has completely figured it out. Damage to the soul is more serious than injuries to the body.
trouble.
What's more, others may not be able to help yet.
call……
Gu Jianyang took a deep breath and stood up. He stared at the deep blue sea in a daze.
He didn't expect that things would end up like this.
The master's wife is missing and the master is in a coma.
Moreover, the original purpose of this ship was to transport Wei Ke to Mount Putuo, but now it has been lost. The mission goal of this small cruise ship is gone, and the crew is also very confused.
Now how to do?
Should we return or continue to Mount Putuo? What are we going to Mount Putuo for?
Everyone's eyes turned to Shenxu.
After all, Fu Yang is in coma now, and his strength and status are the highest. He is waiting to make up his mind.
"Now that the storm has passed, let's keep the cruise ship moving at a slow speed. Let's wait and see what happens. The poor monk will always look after Donor Fu."
Shenxu finally made up his mind and let the crew sail the ship with peace of mind.
He and Gu Jianyang looked at Fu Yang.
"Master, you must not cause anything to happen..."
Gu Jianyang's eyes showed a sad expression. Zhao Feng's huge shadow landed next to him, and his generous palm gently placed on his shoulder to express comfort.
At the same time, Fu Yang was deep in his consciousness.
In that chaotic space shrouded in clouds and mist, a collection of fragments of his past life memories - that Xu Fu Yang appeared.
But this time, even here, Fu Yang was in a coma.
His body floated in the dark chaos, and the white clouds turned into a soft bed, holding him up.
"The other me, Wei Ke, is missing, and I can also feel heartache. But this is a test for you. If you can survive it, your state of mind will be greatly improved. Your cultivation of Zhengdao Taoism will definitely be smoother.
"
As Xu Fuyang said this, he was full of ruffian energy and was a little melancholy this time.
He reached out and gently touched Fu Yang's face that was exactly like his own...
Buzz buzz, buzz buzz.
The five-element gourd next to Xu Fuyang kept trembling, as if it was talking.
"Hey, old man. I said there's no need to worry. We are both just a collection of memory fragments, not even a complete soul. He can't help much. He can only rely on himself. What's more,
One person takes care of one's affairs. Fu Yang in this life..."
He didn't finish speaking, he just shook his head.
Then the figure slowly disappeared.
As for Fu Yang, who was in a deep coma, many images were flashing through his mind.
He felt like he was sitting in a movie theater surrounded by a 360-degree screen.
There are screens all up, down, left, front and back, and each screen is filled with Wei Ke's voice and smile. They are all things that the two of them have experienced.
We met for the first time at Xishan Cemetery, I was scared to death while taking a shower, I asked Weike to join the group for the first time, the two of them went on a first date...
All kinds of past events flashed by one after another.
The last scene was frozen in the moment when the mysterious blue sea monster took away the black dome that Wei Ke had transformed into, and he was powerless. It was like a stuck video, and this scene seemed to be playing continuously.
All the pictures have turned into this scene...
"No! No, why! God, why are you doing this to me?"
Fu Yang let out an unwilling and angry roar.
The whole person's soul suddenly shook, and then the consciousness returned to the body. (First update)