Chapter 87 The past is empty

He seemed to have slept in the dark for thousands of years, eager to wake up but couldn't open his eyes. In the boundless darkness, he was alone.

However, he resolutely did not want to walk alone in this darkness, but there was no way to go except the darkness.

So he was sad and angry, and there was a raging fire in his heart. The flame turned his body into ashes, but it still did not light up even a glimmer of light. So his consciousness began to sink, and gradually, he could no longer feel any traces of his existence, as if he had merged with the unchanging darkness for thousands of years.

I don't know how long it took, a voice sounded in the depths of his consciousness.

"Shang'er...Shang'er..."

The sound seemed to have crossed the space, through time, and all the immortal prohibitions, which sounded faintly but clearly in the depths of his consciousness. This sound seems to have a wonderful magic, not immortal or demon, but it secretly resonates with his consciousness, making him feel strange but familiar, as if the sound of the sound is taken for granted.

So, his eyes, which had been closed for thousands of years, slowly opened, and a familiar but strange picture came into his eyes.

A small town with broken walls and a sea of blood. Dark red blood murmured along the street, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood, and weak moans came from all directions and poured into his mind.

On the sea of blood corpse mountain, two familiar figures stood in the air, holding their necks with both hands, and their faces were red, but there was no painful expression on their faces. They just stared at the front with blood and tears. In front of them is a ferocious and gloomy smile.

Seeing the two figures, his heart, which seemed to have been motionless for thousands of years, began to beat slowly and slowly accelerated. In the end, it was so fast that it seemed to squeeze all the blood out of the body. As the heart beats, a tingling begins to spread. The faster the heart beats, the tingling becomes more and more severe.

At the same time, deep fear began to spread in the depths of his consciousness, as if something more important than life was about to be lost.

When the ferocious smiling face began to slowly clenched his hands, and the expressions of the two people in the sky became more and more painful, he felt in horror that the beating heart began to contract, as if it had been squeezed by an invisible big hand and slowly squeezed. At that moment, he finally understood that those two were more important than his lives!

"No!!!"

Lin Shuang in a coma suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes full of despair, regret and pain.

"Shang'er!"

A familiar voice sounded from his ear, and Linshang came to her senses.

Soft light came into his eyes, familiar furniture items, and familiar smells in the air.

"Master..."

Lin Shang looked at the concerned man in blue with two lines of blood and tears in her eyes.

The man in blue sighed deeply and couldn't bear to look at it again. He reached out and brushed his hand. Lin Shang fell asleep again, and two drops of blood and tears fell on the snow-white pillow, which was shocking.

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Summer has long passed, and the cool autumn wind has blown, blowing down the thick green impetuousness, and blowing today's noise.

On the top of a towering peak in the east of the Xuantian Mountains, there is a platform called Fengyuan. As the name implies, here, almost 12 hours a day, there is a wind that is enough to blow the boulder endlessly.

In the center of the windy field is a huge stone weighing hundreds of thousands of pounds. On the boulder, a man in blue sat there with his hands on his knees. He looked up at the sky in a daze, allowing the strong wind to roar by, and his body was motionless.

In the past month, Linshang has spent most of her time here. After waking up again, Linshang gradually recovered from grief. Combined with what the master said, and the experience that he did not tell the master, after guessing, he has understood everything.

Ye Yuan, who wanted to seize his flying sword, was dead and should have been killed by the black light that attacked him. Although it was not killed by himself, there are some connections in it. Che Yeyuan's elders, who could not find anyone else, found his parents through some secret method. The vicious means of anger and resentment cruelly killed more than 100 people, including his parents, and slaughtered Yuhang Town.

At that time, I, who was healing myself, learned everything that happened to my parents through some mysterious connection. It's time to go crazy, Zhenyuan*. When Neidan exploded, Li Mubai, the master who arrived in time, forcibly saved his life. However, although his life has been saved, his cultivation has been digitized. Although the broken meridians have been connected by the elixir found by the master, the most painful thing is that Dantian was destroyed when Neidan exploded. Without Dantian, there will be no hope of cultivation in this life. If you don't practice, what ability do you have to avenge your parents and fathers in the whole town?

Thinking of this, Linshang suddenly felt indignant. I asked the master to avenge myself, but I was perfunctory by the master. After being rejected several times, he finally understood that the master would not avenge himself. My heart is full of anger, and the wind is the only place where I can calm down.

Listening to the fierce roar of the wind, Linshang smiled self-deprecatingly. Although her cultivation has been destroyed, her physique as a practitioner is still retained, and even the meaning of the wind she understands still exists. Otherwise, she can't climb to the peak, let alone gain a foothold in this strong wind.

I once asked if there was any elixir that could restore Dantian, but the master just sighed and shook his head. At the same time, it is said vaguely that Dantian is a necessary condition for cultivation. Without Dantian, you can't accumulate the aura of heaven and earth, and you can't cultivate the truth.

Can't you cultivate it without Dantian? I have a deep blood revenge. Of course, I don't believe it, so I began to try to practice.

Because of my practice experience, I easily found a sense of breath. When the aura of heaven and earth penetrated into the body and began to flow in the meridians with the operation route of Xuantianjue, I was so excited that I was about to cry. However, when the aura circulated in the body for a week and should enter Dantian, it suddenly dissipated like a wind and clouds and disappeared without a trace. I have tried hundreds of times, but it is still the same. Consciousness has gradually declined with failures.

And now, let's just be such a useless person. Linshang's chest hurts faintly, but he grin and smiles at the sky.

"Brother Lin?" Two voices suddenly came out below. Linshang looked down and saw that it was Liu Xiangzhen, followed by Ji Ming with a concerned face.

"Well, it's two brothers. Long time no see. How have you been during this period? Linshang smiled. Although the laughter was loud, it was very weak.

Liu Xiangzhen jumped on the boulder and sat down side by side next to Lin Shang. Liu Xiangzhen looked as usual, but Ji Ming looked sad.

"That's right, Ji Ming, this is the book you want." Linshang took out a book from his arms and handed it to Ji Ming.

Ji Ming was stunned for a moment, subconsciously took it in his hand, looked down and looked at "Zui Huayin". After turning a few pages, I immediately remembered that Brother Lin had asked him to buy some good books when he went down the mountain. Thinking about his experience, tears suddenly flowed out of his eyes and sobbed: "Lin, Brother Lin..."

Linshang smiled, patted Ji Ming on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "You are all adults, and you are still crying. Are you ashamed? How did you practice during my absence? If you don't make any progress, don't say you know me.

Ji Ming sobbed and couldn't speak. Liu Xiangzhen, who had never spoken, suddenly asked, "Brother Lin, is your cultivation... true?"

Linshang nodded slowly and smiled, "You don't have to worry about me. Although my cultivation is gone, I am also happy to be free. Eat whenever you want and sleep whenever you want. The master is so kind to me that naturally won't kick me down the mountain. Besides, aren't there still you~"

Liu Xiangzhen was silent for a while and nodded seriously. Ji Ming next to him also nodded sobbingly.

Looking at the two serious faces in front of him, a warm current slowly flowed through Linshang's heart. Although I have no parents and cultivation, I still have at least two close friends. However, I'm afraid I can no longer barbecue, drink and teach them swordsmanship...

Thinking of this, his eyes darkened, yawned and said, "Okay, I'm tired. You can go back first and talk to me later."

Ji Ming moved before he wanted to speak. Liu Xiangzhen took his arm and said to Linshang, "Well, Brother Lin, let's take a rest first. We'll come back in a few days."

Linshang waved her hand lazily, lay down sideways, and soon let out a breathing sound.

Liu Xiangzhen smiled, pulled Ji Ming to jump off the boulder and walked down the mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, the two are about to separate. Ji Ming looked at Liu Xiangzhen with some doubts in his eyes and said, "Brother Liu, don't you see that Brother Lin is forced to smile? How do you..."

Before he finished speaking, Liu Xiangzhen looked up at You Lanfeng and interrupted, "Brother Ji Ming, he didn't want us to worry, so he forced a smile. Since he doesn't want us to see his painful appearance, we don't have to repeat the old story. Maybe this is the so-called dignity he used to say to us.

Ji Ming nodded as if he didn't understand and looked up, as if a young man in blue was proud and independent on the boulder at the top of the peak.

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Second update. Menglan Festival is about to begin. Will anyone go shopping after 11 p.m.? Xiaochen made an appointment with a few friends, and everyone went to Happy~ to celebrate Menglan Festival~