Chapter 248 Inexplicable Sorrow
At the test site, in the Viper Valley, the night fell into a coma without warning.
Everyone was in a panic. For Wei Wuji, Wei Wujian and Feng Ling, the night was their master. As soon as the pillar fell, they immediately lost their ideas.
For those people, it is even more amazing. In their hearts, the night is the god of light, their faith, and the sustenance of the soul. As soon as the night fell, they felt that the sky was about to fall.
Fortunately, although the big black wolf wind is a little obscene, it is better to live long enough and not too panic when things happen. He quickly ordered Fengling to help the night to the temporary hut. Then he issued a seal to all the people in the valley.
The night has been in a muddle-headed state. He feels a force pulling himself without disorder. After pulling himself out of his body, the force shot him into the distance at an unimaginable speed.
"Boom!" Severe impact.
There is no sound, but that's the feeling. He seemed to hit some barrier and then bounced away from afar. But the pulling force pulled him into the obstacle again.
He can't remember how many times he was hit, but the result was no surprise.
I'm anxious, but there's nothing I can do. Everything is out of my control. He is like a puppet, which is invisibly manipulated.
I don't know the purpose, and I don't know why.
The strength of the impact finally subdued, and the night felt that he had regained some sage.
Suddenly, the pulling force suddenly disappeared. He felt another traction in the opposite direction and pulled himself back. But it was dark all around, and I didn't know where the road was. There was no beginning or end. It's like a lonely boat, drifting in endless darkness.
The silence is cold, and there is no hope!
"I need guidance, I need strength!" He prayed to himself.
Suddenly, a milky light soared in the distance.
This is the power of light!
The magical power, transmitted from all directions, like a faint oil lamp, finally gathered together to dispel the darkness.
The corners of the night's eyes suddenly bleed a tear.
"It's not just the ordinary people who need light." The dark night in a coma actually had a thought: "I also need light. I give the people the hope of light, and they give me the power of light. I am their revered gods, and they are not my patron saints.
Faith is a kind of power, which is formed by countless individuals.
"What they believe in is not me, but the light itself. I'm just the master of the power of faith. It's my duty and responsibility to lead them through the darkness and cages. The night felt heavy in his heart. At this moment, he thought a lot.
"You use light to guide me, and when I come back, I will definitely bring you light." From this moment on, he is extremely eager to integrate into the individuals who yearn for light in the experimental field.
It was at this moment that the holy warriors in the Viper Valley and the believers of the ephedra tribe seemed to feel a strong idea of light. They couldn't help kneeling down and shouted, "Light, light!"
There was a soft sob in my ear, "Brother Night, come back soon. I don't want to be a god, I just want to be your good little maid. Please, wake up quickly!"
The face is wet and the mouth is a little salty. Those are the tears dripping from the wind bell.
My whole body is sore, and I can't lift any strength.
The eyelids are extremely heavy, as if there is a mountain pressing on it. No matter how hard it is, it can't move.
"Wow..." The dull howling came from a distance, with depression and loss in the voice.
"God of Light, God of Light!" It is like a cry from the depths of the heart, conveying a warm power. The night felt a trace of strength, and he bent his index finger slightly.
"Move, move, he moved." The surprise cry of the wind chimes went out.
With a "hula", many beings outside rushed in like the wind. Suddenly, he gathered in front of the bed in the dark and looked nervous.
The night's eyes suddenly opened, revealing his deep eyes.
Fengling, Wei Wuji, Wei Wuji, Jifeng and Bai Yu all appeared in front of them, and their smiles bloomed like flowers on their faces.
"I'm back!" The night smiled.
Fengling quickly helped him sit up, and the night only felt a splitting headache. He shook his head hard, trying to drive out the discomfort. He got up and took a few steps, and his condition slowly improved.
Fengling quickly brought a bowl of snake soup and slowly fed him to eat.
The body is like a complex machine, absorbing energy and beginning to emit vitality. The night exhaled and led the crowd out of the thatched hut.
Outside the room, it is dark and full of believers. No organization, they seemed to have received the oracle, spontaneously rushed over from the ephedra tribe, sitting quietly and praying.
"I'm with you!" The believers waved their hands in the dark, and the crowd suddenly burst into cheers like a landslide and tsunami.
"Now feel that in your hearts, the bright flame is burning, and it will guide you to the dark cage of the conflict and reach the other side of the light." The night is preaching to the believers. He clenched his right hand into a fist and hit his left chest fiercely: "Light, be with you!"
"God of Light, God of Light!" A cheer broke out in the crowd.
......
By the underground dark river of Izumo Taoist Temple, Lao Dao and two Taoist children's eyes were covered with blood. They haven't closed their eyes for three days.
Suddenly, the square box on the altar suddenly burst into dazzling white light.
The white light condenses and does not disperse, warm and full of power.
The old man's ears really heard it, and there seemed to be a "c click" in the box.
Then the white light converged, and everything returned to its original appearance.
"Fate, fate, this must be true destiny!" The old man was so excited that he was already a little incoherent. Mingyue Qingfeng was also surprised and stared at the metal box tightly.
Without any warning, the box suddenly cracked.
reveals a sleeping teenager, fourteen or five years old. Black hair, black eyes, and a strong face. The teenager slept very quietly, crossing his hands in front of his chest and pressing on a piece of green wood.
Lao Dao quickly got up and ran to the altar with the breeze and bright moon.
Unexpectedly, the metal box was just opened for a while and suddenly closed again. A mechanical voice sounded: "The consciousness can't return. Continue to sleep!"
The three of them stopped hurriedly, like fifteen buckets of water in their hearts. They looked at each other in con'sinuum and didn't know what had happened.
"Master," Mingyue said, "I saw a tear in the corner of my eyes!"
"I saw that Destiny was holding a divine object!" Qingfeng said, "He is the god of light in my dream!"
The old man looked at the two people seriously and said solemnly, "Everything must be kept secret and must not be said. Do you two know?
"Well," the two nodded. Qingfeng wondered, "Can't the brother of the same family say it?"
"I can't!" Lao Dao said with a positive face, "In the future, you two will alternate and take turns here day and night. If you find any signs, you should report them to me.
"Yes, master!"
In the cloud view, the arrival of fate is like a Thunderbolt, but then there is no sound. They are not the first to encounter such a situation. In the past countless years, the same situation has happened almost every year. However, they have never seen any fate appear around them.
After these fates come, they are never revealed in front of people. It seems to be like a mass of air, as if it has never been.
But they can be sure of the existence of fate, because there was a year when forces invaded the cloud, and they saw a strange figure from afar, fighting with those invaders. Challenge hundreds of thousands of people with the power of one person. The corpses were killed all over the place, and the blood flowed.
From then on, they knew that fate was the guardian of Izumoguan. They are not ordinary beings, and their means are amazing and completely beyond imagination.
"Maybe fate lives in a forbidden place in the mountains." Some people guess like this, but they only dare to talk about it in private, and no one dares to find out. After all, only the viewer of the cloud view is qualified to enter and exit the forbidden place.
The world here is bright day and night. It's just that there will be an extra crescent moon in the sky at night.
The viewer of the cloud view, looking at the crescent moon in the sky, his frown is difficult to stretch.
He knows the one who is destined, and he himself is a one who is destined.
......
The night appeased the spontaneously gathered believers, sat on Bai Yu's back with the wind chime, got up and flew east.
The big black wolf wind was left in the Viper Valley. Liu Feng hasn't come back yet, and there is no news from the orcs. The situation is unclear. We need the strength to guard here.
Looking down from the sky, the Monsoon River is like a white ribbon, winding to the east without seeing the end at a glance. To the south of the Monsoon River is a desolate land, and there are almost no living creatures. On the north bank of the Monsoon River, there are large areas of lush plants, which are life and full of vitality.
"Bai Yu, do you still need to keep your identity as a crane god?" The night asked Ziji under him.
"It's all up to the master!" The night smiled slightly. This purple guard is good.
He was about to make some arrangements when his face suddenly changed greatly. There seemed to be a "kaka" in my mind, and then tears flowed out uncontrollably.
Inexplicable sadness gushed out from the bottom of my heart.
He doesn't know what happened, but he just can't control himself.
Fengling sensed the abnormality of the night, turned around and just hugged the night. He only felt that the night was cold and trembling slightly.
Ziji also noticed that the night was wrong. She quickly found a place to land. She dared not ask questions and waited quietly.
"Ah..." The night suddenly looked up to the sky and roared, with endless sadness in his voice.
The night was distracted and down Bai Yu's back, holding his head in his hands, squatting on the ground and sobbing. It was a kind of heartbreaking grief, but he didn't know where this grief came from and why he felt so uncomfortable.
The wind chime looked at the night, and tears couldn't stop flowing out.
She doesn't know what to do?