Chapter 322 See Nothingness Again

What is this place?

Ding Yang looked at the scene in front of him and was puzzled. What comes into view is a piece of gray, boundless and overwhelming. Except for a piece of gray, you can't see any other color or anything else.

"Aren't I fighting with that purple crocodile? Why did you suddenly come here?" Ding Yang recalled what had happened before and scratched his head. He didn't know what had happened.

"A Xue! Ah Xue!" Ding Yang called a few times, but did not get the slightest response from A Xue.

"What's going on?" Ding Yang became strange and moved his mind. He wanted to enter the space of the Blood Dragon Hall. After trying several times, he found that he could not find the path to enter the Blood Dragon Hall at all, let alone communicating with the wild sea of blood. He was suddenly shocked.

Next, he tried to communicate with the water sword and storage bag, but he was shocked to find that he had completely lost their sensing position and did not know where they were on his body, or that the water sword and storage bags were no longer on their own.

"Ah! This is...what's going on?"

In panic, Ding Yang couldn't help raising his arm, but suddenly found that it was not his own arm that was raised, but a piece of gray gas. The breath on it surged as if there was life, and it seemed that there were thousands of gray bugs hidden in it. It squirmed endlessly, which was very strange. .

With a scream, Ding Yang lowered his head and looked at himself. As far as he could see, his whole body was already gray. The blue robe he was originally wearing was nowhere to go, and his hands and feet were all shrouded in strange gray gas. Although he felt that they still exist, the strange feeling was real. It makes people feel very uncomfortable.

"Where is this? Is it still in the secret land of Qingyun?" Ding Yang forced himself to calm down. He was not an ordinary foundation-building monk. After the edification of A Xue and the Blood Dragon Hall, he could accept some things beyond his understanding. At least he would not be shocked. He didn't know what to do.

I tried to take a few steps forward, and there was no feeling of suffocation. I just looked at the two legs, but now it was two gray air columns, which felt very strange.

"Am I not an entity now, but in a world of nothingness?" Ding Yang walked forward while thinking about this problem in his mind.

He feels that his current situation is very much like being in an empty spiritual world, not in the real world, so that he can explain why he has a feeling of nothingness, as if his whole body is illusory, not a real body.

After a moment, he strengthened his judgment, because the speed of his flight in this space is incredibly fast, which is simply the same as his previous speed. If he is flying now, then the speed he flew in the secret land of Qingyun or Shuotianfeng before. It's as slow as a snail crawling.

Such a terrible speed, even if you really reach it, I'm afraid that your body can't withstand the terrible high temperature caused by air friction, and it will be directly burned into ashes by the high temperature.

But it was such a terrible speed. I don't know how long he flew continuously. In his impression, it was at least one day and one night, but he still couldn't see anything else. In his eyes, there was still a gray, gray sky, gray and big. The ground, up, down, left and right, and back, are all empty.

In this nothingness, there is no breath. There is no air, aura, demon spirit, demon gas, underworld gas, no breath, and there is nothing but nothingness. In those gray gas, there is still nothingness, and Ding Yang did not feel any breath from it.

Wow-hoo-

Ding Yang's body is like lightning, light and shadow, like the wind and thunder, thousands of miles in an instant, in an instant, the white horse passes through the gap, and the light is flowing.

In order to make the monks in the baby change period, they will speed and drive in the nihilistic space at a speed, but no matter how he flies in that direction, there will always be a gray space in front of him, boundless, and it seems that there will never be no end. The feeling of landing will never be settled. He doesn't know the uncomfortable. How many times have you vomited?

He roared, hissed wildly, and punched and kicked into the nothingness, but all the attacks did not respond. In fact, his scolding and roared did not make a sound at all, but only caused a slight fluctuation.

In the end, Ding Yang's eyes were already full of nothingness. After not knowing how long, he was desperate to the extreme, so he stopped, no longer running, no longer flying, but simply suspended his knees in the air and closed his eyes.

"Is this my final destination?" A voice flew into Ding Yang's mind from a distant distance. His consciousness had been closed and his whole body had been shrouded in despair.

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——"Ayang is back. I've been waiting for you for a long time..."

-"Wow! Ayang's strength is strong again. This load of firewood--ah, no, this stack of firewood is more than last time..."

-"Ayang, are you tired..."

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At the entrance of Dingjiazhuang Village, under a thick and thin banyan tree, several teenagers in thick cloth and a pestle with a pestle on their heads jumped up and surrounded a seven- or eight-year-old child with a large bundle of dry firewood on his body.

The clothes on these teenagers are very shabby, but every teenager's face is full of bright and happy smiles.

"Ayang!"

The tallest teenager came to the front, and the other children's voices suddenly went down.

"Let me help you." The tall teenager said.

Under the reflection of the sunset, the tall teenager's face is red, and the lines on his face are resolute and tough. He will definitely be a famous man when he becomes an adult.

"No, Brother Li! Wait here. I'll go home and put down the firewood." Ding Yang said happily.

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[Brother Li!]

Ding Yang closed his eyes, but his heart moaned and shouted a distant and familiar name.

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"Ding Yang! You saved my life, and I should thank you very much. But for my safety, I can only wrong you. Only when you die will my whereabouts be revealed.

In the cold cave, Yan Tieyi's right hand was as hard as steel, buckled on Ding Yang's throat, and his eyes flashed with a strong murder.

Yan Tieyi's hand gradually tightened, Ding Yang's breathing became difficult, and his face turned red.

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[Yan Tieyi!]

Ding Yang's teeth rattled, his fists were suddenly clenched, and a violent emotion surged into his heart.

The blood flows like a river! The fire is soaring!

In the blazing fire, the streets of Dingjia Village are full of dead bodies.

A figure with a cyan skirt lies at the door, half of which is still in the room. Still open eyes, there is a look of fear. In that fear, there is another look, that is, worry.

Worried about whether her son would suffer the same fate as herself. When she didn't know that her only son was safe, she didn't close her eyes!

[Mother!]

Ding Yang howled sadly, and the violent emotion in his chest was like a violent beast, bursting out tyrannical anger like a storm.

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In front of the iron sword gate, he can't lift a 70-pound stone lock...

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In the residence of a handyman disciple, Liu Erxi smiled kindly at him...

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After going through all the hardships, I finally entered the inner gate of the Iron Sword Gate and became Huang Tianxi's introductory disciple...

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Sun Fuji's face was ferocious, and his sword light was shining towards him...

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Scenes and scenes, like a horse lantern, flashed in Ding Yang's mind. In only 20 years of life, he also had an extremely brilliant experience.

buzzing——

brush brush——

The speed of fragments flashing in my mind is getting faster and faster, and the scenes in the clips are becoming more and more blurred. Later, many clips begin to become fragmented, and finally dissipate in the memory and no longer exist.

With the passage of time, the scene fragments are broken and dissipated, and the program is constantly repeated. In the end, there are still relatively clear clips, but only three or five pieces.

"This is..."

After countless repetitions and eliminations, there are only two fragments left, or just two pictures, which rotate in Ding Yang's mind and flash over and over again, but they are still so clear and heavy.

These two pictures, one is his mother, the other is kind and gentle, slightly haggard lady's face, and the smiling eyes are always gentle.

And in the other picture, it is as delicate as flowers, as bright as sunshine, gentle as spring water, as kind as a bird, and as bright as stars in the bright eyes, there is an endless attachment to myself.

"Mother!"

"Xin'er!"

The two most important women in their lives, one of whom has passed away, but when he passed away, the person he cares about most is himself. The other one is still waiting for the day when he returns with endless hope and longing.

At the moment when he shouted these two names, Ding Yang felt that his heart was suddenly bright, and his whole body and mind were full of an indescribable emotion.

The land is old! The vicissitudes of life! The sea is dry and the rocks are rotten! No word in the world can describe this feeling.

For a while, Ding Yang burst into tears.

buzz-

A trace of yellow suddenly appeared in Ding Yang's mind.

Ding Yang's eyes were still full of tears, and his eyes were still closed. This yellow light did not appear in his eyes, but directly in his mind.

Slowly opened the eyes of tears, and there was a trace of yellow in the original nihilistic pupils. Although it was as thin as a silk, it was as if it was not seen, but it was a real existence.