MTL - Martial Emperor Reborn-Chapter 562 Forget the rain city
"No impression!" The man in the gown finished, his eyes fixed on the tall figure, and it seemed that he stepped on his heart every step of the way, making him suddenly heavy and uneasy.
Approaching, the man in the windbreaker turned his back to the crowd, intentionally or unintentionally bounced the clothes on the bomb, and raised the brim slightly. "Chen Shaochong, I haven't seen it for more than ten years. I don't even know old friends? I Are you still satisfied with the gift?"
In the moment of seeing the man's face in the windbreaker, Chen Shaochong was surprised at the face and pointed at the other side for a long time: "You... 'Li Xuan'... You actually still... well! Today is a visitor, I don't care about you. If you are blundering, go down and find a place to be free!", it is a person who has been working **** the rivers and lakes for more than ten years. In this case, he can still suppress the surprise and anger of his heart. What he wants is to wait for the drink. After the dispersal, look for the 'Li Xuan' account.
‘Li Xuan’ listened to Chen Shaochong’s words and couldn’t help but sneer: “It’s unfortunate that Li’s time is limited today.
Chen Shaochong, 13 years ago, can you still remember the woman who died under your hand? Today Li will use your soul to pay homage to my wife's Spirit of Heaven. "The voice just fell, an invisible pressure emanated from him, began to spread in the hall, and the timid ones stepped back, and the bodyguards were also on standby before they were ordered by the master. They were also very surprised.
In the pervasive momentum, the man's face began to dignify.
When things got to this point, Chen Shaochong knew that he couldn’t be good. The man in the gown who was busy with the side made a look. Just when they had some action, 'Li Xuan’ had raised his hand into a claw and shook it, Chen Shaochong suddenly I felt that there was an invisible pliers on my neck that made him breathless.
"Bold mad, restless..." The man in the gown was screaming, and he couldn’t care for the world. When his right hand turned over, the blue light shone, and there was a simple sword with a long rule. It’s in the palm of your hand, but you can see the autumn and the cold. Forcing people, at a glance, you know that it is not a product.
‘Li Xuan’ stared at the short sword in the man’s hand, and his eyes flashed a little.
The short sword is in the hand, the man in the long shirt suddenly stunned, and there is a word in his mouth. The voice "goes", the sword will pick up like a snake, and go straight to the door of 'Li Xuan'.
"Oh! The worms are also dare to show off?" Seeing the blue light blowing the face, 'Li Xuan' is not panic, only blowing toward the blue light, there will be a purple light to hold it, the sound is "fixed", the sword will be Stopping in the middle of the road, sending out unwilling tremors, it is no longer possible to enter.
‘Li Xuan’ took another hand, and the sword suddenly fell into the sea and disappeared.
Suddenly he was cut off from the connection with the sword. The man in the long-sleeved shirt was suddenly struck by lightning, and his body trembled, his face instantly becoming sallow.
The man in the long-sleeved shirt has a big eye, and he can’t believe it. The man in front of him was still vulnerable to more than a decade. Now, the feng shui turns, the role has been changed, and the face of his own refining is even a face-to-face. It’s too unbelievable to go.
"You, you...wow..." When the words were not finished, a blood spurted out, and people seemed to be knocked out by a big hammer, and their eyes were scattered and they fell on their backs.
This world's magic weapon, no matter the quality, in order to be able to use it handy, usually by the holder to use their own fine elements to raise the temperature, the heart and soul to sacrifice, in order to achieve the object to move with the heart, the point of the gas. Therefore, to some extent, there is a flesh-and-blood relationship between the magic weapon and the master, just like a part of itself. If one part of itself is gone, the damage to the ontology is conceivable.
At the moment when ‘Li Xuan’ took the sword away, he had erased the trace of the Yuan Ling’s man who left the gown on the sword.
Looking at the man with a horrified gown, 'Li Xuan' sneered: "You are not a good thing, wait for you to clean up." After the man pointed his finger at the long-haired man, there was a purple sign that didn't enter the other side. Yintang.
Look at the purple to the body, the man in the long-sleeved shirt knows badly, waiting to dodge, but found that there seems to be a thousand pounds of gravity on the body, where there is still a score. For a moment, I felt that the purple mangling flashed, and the true element of his own body seemed to condense in general, and then did not listen to it.
Although the gas and the refining gas are only one step away, the gap is just like the gap between the clouds and the mud, which cannot be exceeded.
Chen Shaochong, who had just happened, looked at him. He couldn’t keep calm anymore. Even his uncle was planted. How can he not panic? People are not afraid of death. In a hurry, the mouth is screaming, hands and feet and dancing. At this time, those bodyguards standing in the distance finally understand that it is time for them to perform, so more than a dozen big men are screaming, screaming Going to 'Li Xuan', there is still a bit of momentum at first glance.
For the movement behind him, ‘Li Xuan’ is naturally clear and does not look at it. When the mind is moving, there is an invisible gas wall between him and the guard. The so-called immortality is not in the dust, and now that he is a man of immortality, conflict with these people is simply a boring and naive act, not to mention that everything has a head and a debt.
"Chen Shaochong, you didn't think there would be today!" ‘Li Xuan’ slowly walked over to Chen Shaochong and looked at the horrified enemy who was cold and cold: “The murderer, the man still kills.”
When the word "zhi" was just exported, he saw that he reached out to Chen Shaochong's forehead and pressed it gently. Then a faint little figure floated out of the other's celestial cover, and then he patted the waist again: "Yifeng, also Yueyue, Your food is here, enjoy it!" It’s strange to say that his voice just fell, and the phantom is like being sucked by something, going straight to his waist, disappearing, and then listening to it. The screams of the screams are like the sorrows of the night, which makes people feel a sense of coolness.
When the shadow disappeared, Chen Shaochong suddenly succumbed, and the seven bleeds, the eyes of the boss, there is no trace of anger.
This scene is long-lived, but in fact, there are a few breathing time. Everyone in the hall sees only a tall back and some unclear dialogues. Of course, the whole process is seen in the eyes. That is, the man in the long shirt, at the moment when the virtual shadow rushed out of the head of Chen Shaochong, he understood that 'Li Xuan' was not as simple as killing the other, until the scream of screaming made him understand, two eyes I got a big cow, a fearful color, and my lips trembled, but I couldn’t make any sound.
There is no comparable surname between mortal and monasticism. It is not too much to compare with cloud mud ants and chickens.
Mortal people fear death, because death is the end for them, or it is ruin. The monks understand the mystery of reincarnation and cultivate the undead and free Yuan Ying. Therefore, for them, death is only a process. Although the body is important, it is not fundamental.
Now, the man in the gown who lies on the ground and looks pale, also feels the fear of complete death. For a moment, the superiority that he has developed for a long time suddenly disappears, and he knows why mortals will fear this death. .
The gods are extinct, and that is the greatest punishment. No matter what you have in the past, all disappear after the form and the gods are destroyed.
It seems that the self-confidence and transcendence of the monks is based only on the strength of strength and the contrast of mortals. When they truly face complete death, they are no better than the mortals he usually despise.
The anger and fear shrouded the man in the gown. The method of 'Li Xuan' made him shocked. The killing was just the first place, but the one in front of him was not even let go. Once the soul flies, it means that it will always be here. In addition to the name of the 'Magic Palace', the means of de-listing in the three-way six-way reincarnation is not too much. I thought about it here, the man in the gown suddenly seemed to be irritated, and with a pair of horrified eyes, the trembling voice asked: "You, you, you and the Magic Yuan..."
"Now it's your turn! I am a very fair person to do things, I will not kill you, only abandoning you to repair, so that you can no longer help you in the future." 'Li Xuan' faintly finished, the man in the long-haired man One finger, there is a purple mans shot from his fingertips, "哧" a soft sound, as if something was punctuated, blink of an eye, the man in the gown is like a deflated ball fell to the ground, but If someone carefully observes it at this time, it is not difficult to find that in the eyes that are close to the ground, there is a flash of a faint sensation...
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The night view of the Forgotten City is very charming, at least at this time ‘Li Xuan’ thinks so.
'Li Xuan' took off his long coat, stood on the top of the tower, looked around the circle of the forgotten city, and took a long sigh of relief. The big stone that had been hanging in his heart for a long time finally fell. .
At this moment, he felt that he had never had the ease. It suppressed his thirteen-year-old heart and opened it. The whole person was empty and calm, and his body and mind were integrated. Those boundless embarrassed and gradually plagued him gradually. Dispersed, a kind of faintness with the heavens and the earth, the devout heart is slowly sublimating and slowly solidifying... He begins to no longer be confused. At the end of this affluence, he finally finds A goal, a direction in which you can work hard.
‘Li Xuan’ stood so quietly, looking up at the night sky, a kind of free and easy but still seeing the vicissitudes of the world like the stars in the night sky, quiet and deep.
"I have a pearl, and I have been locked up for a long time. Nowadays, the dust is full of light, and it breaks through the mountains and rivers. Now the troubles are broken, and the surnames are self-evident, such as the pearl of dust, radiant... After that, Assimilate the body with everything, send love to the mountains and rivers, the sky is vast, and the world is home........."
"There is nothing to do, it is natural!" The whisper of the mutter echoed in the night sky, and the breeze blew gently, but it was already a man.
In the huge Fuyuan courtyard, which is widely occupied in the city of Forget Rain, people come and go, most of them have black yarn on their arms; in a makeshift mourning hall, there is a large black eucalyptus, which is There is a portrait on the front desk for the sake of the details, but it is not who Chen Shaochong will be.
In the hall, there are two people who are talking about something.
"Senior brother, I am incompetent, I can't protect my little punch, you punish me!" A long-sleeved man stood in front of a capable middle-aged man with a weak voice, and his words were sincere.
The talented middle-aged man is called Chen Lianshan, who is Chen Shaochong's embarrassment. As for his appearance, it is middle-aged. This is self-evident.
After listening to the self-blame of the man in the gown, Chen Lianshan sighed: "Like the sea, this does not blame you, you have become like this, it is right that I apologize to you! Oh... heaven is especially redeemable. People can't live because of this! The younger child has lost her mother since she was a child. It is because I didn't have a good discipline to lead to the tragedy of the white-haired man who sent the black hair today... Waiting for the aftermath of the child, I will return with you. If you have a teacher, you have to ask for a grain to help you recover." Chen Lianshan finished, pulled a chair and sat down, frowning, wondering if he was missing the dead son or considering other what.
"Senior brother, your kindness is like the heart of the sea. We started together from a young age, and we have been dating for decades. What do you say? I just don’t understand what you mean... Is it less vengeful?" Emotions are a bit excited. In any case, he has protected Chen Shaochong for nearly 20 years. He can't talk about how deep the feelings are, but the feelings of the young and old who have settled down this time are not to be erased.
As the sea finished, I saw Chen Lianshan on the chair slowly raise his head, and the eyes flashed in the eyes: "You can rest assured that my son should not be solved by my father as well. Must be reported, but according to your description, this person's cultivation should be at least in the late stage of gasification. This is not for you and me. I can't go back to the teacher's door and ask a few uncles to go there; Moreover, from his way of doing things, it is very likely that he has a relationship with the 'Magic Palace'. This involves a wide range of things. Once the situation develops, it is a battle of righteousness and evil in the realm of comprehension, so in this matter. On, you have to go back and ask for a decision."
After listening to the analysis of Chen Lianshan, such as the sea also feels reasonable, quietly wiped the corner of his eyes, is right to say: "All listening to the brothers arranged."
After a sigh of relief, Chen Lianshan said: "If you are in the sea, you will arrange it, tell the eyeliners around, watch the whereabouts of 'Li Xuan', and report it immediately." After that, he stood up and watched his son. With a smile on the face, countless past flashes of my heart, an indescribable sorrow, and the eyes are getting wet... For a long time, he slowly walked outside the hall and took a deep breath, and the surveillance record appeared. In the scene of the elephant, a murderous murderous scent came out of him and said to himself: "'Li Xuan', a good means of flying away from the soul! This vengeance does not report, my Chen Lianshan swears not to be human..."
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‘Li Xuan’ since the end of Chen Shaochong’s affairs, under the light and physical conditions, he wanted to smash a clean place to honour the body of Jin Dan, and smelt the flying sword that was seized by the handle.
Of course, this naturally has his intentions. From the first sight of the sword, he concludes that it is completely made of black iron. If it can remove the impurities inside, the rest is Xuan Tie Jing. Crystal, it is a good material for burning magic! If you can add a little in the purple electric sword, then the quality must at least go up a step.
But when this thought started, he was stopped. Calculating the time, at this time, the dust-free corpse has been completely over the past fourteen years. If you lose your pregnancy in October, now his reincarnation should be thirteen years old. If he does not pass him in time, I am afraid that it will be difficult to go to the sky in the future.
In this way, 'Li Xuan' will only give up the idea of clearing, first of all, it is afraid that the time of crossing the dustless will be missed. Secondly, Chen Shaochong’s death will not be good, and I will not know it later. What happened to him, he only found the reincarnation of the soulless body before the incident, and first passed on some of his cultivation methods, and made some points, so that he would be troubled after the annihilation of the real spirit.
Intended to stop, ‘Li Xuan’ immediately turned to the west of the 100,000 Dashan Mountains. It was the direction that the dust-free son pointed at when he was corpse. Although it was general, he gave at least a clear direction.
Looking for dust-free, he sent his way to the mountains and rivers, eating and drinking, and every village or densely populated place along the way, he called out the two ghosts, turned into ordinary people, went door-to-door to inquire, and also explored the gods. Searching carefully, it takes a lot of effort, but he can't, this kind of tracing is really unfortunate.
At dusk, 'Li Xuan' went to a hill and looked at it. I saw a distant stream behind the afterglow. A stream of small rivers slowly descended from west to east. There was a row of green brick houses in the greenery. On the two sides of the sturdy Dashi Street, the forest is blocked and the end is not seen. In the meantime, the smoke of cigarettes lingered, and the sound of chickens and dogs came one after another. From time to time, pedestrians in threes and threes walked on the street, and the town of Shanlin was quiet and peaceful.
Standing quietly, 'Li Xuan' could not help but smile a little bit, and said to himself: "It is really not an arduous thing to donate your own money. It is a sea of people. Let me go there to find him." Body?哎..."
Long sigh, 'Li Xuan' is about to leave and suddenly think of the short sword in his sleeve, and confessed: "It seems that this thing to find the soul is not completed in a short while, it is better to Here, I will melt the sword and start again! I don’t think it will take much time."
I want to stop, call out the wind, and the moon, tell them to go around and explore this, and they are looking for a hidden cave, and take out the short sword and look at it.
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However, the blade of the sword is like the autumn water. The waves of the road are also rippling, and they are close to the front. They feel a cold chill, and the sword is a strong, powerful ‘sea’ word.
"The underground iron is extraordinary! It is much better than my peach!" 'Li Xuan' couldn't help but sigh, and then he found a real element. After half a mile, his face showed a trace of disdain: " It is a pity that the tactics, the fire, and the superposition of the array are too far apart. It is simply a violent thing!" After a sigh, 'Li Xuan' caressed the sword, the real Yuan passed, and the prohibition in the short sword has been broken. I got it all right, and then I threw it into the air. Jin Dan swayed, and Zhang mouth squirted a group of fires and slowly burned them.
(To be continued)
