Chapter 140 An Interesting Soul Should Not Follow the Crowd
Chapter 140 An Interesting Soul Should Not Follow the Crowd
Chapter 140 An Interesting Soul Should Not Follow the Crowd
Just as Hongjun was walking away, he suddenly heard Lingxiao's voice behind him.
"Excuse me, I'd like to interrupt for a moment."
Hongjun was stunned. He turned around abruptly and saw Lingxiao, who had lost his heart, sit up and reveal a bright smile.
This scene was incredibly bizarre.
Hongjun remembered that he had eaten before going out today, he had eaten!
Two powerful punches, and you can't kill a single living being?
No, am I a fake Dao Ancestor?
In the blink of an eye, Hongjun felt a dizzying sensation as the figure of Lingxiao sitting up overlapped with the figure of Hongjun preaching on the platform.
For a moment, he couldn't figure out what was wrong with this world.
The many powerful beings who had been lamenting just moments before now stared wide-eyed as if they had seen a ghost.
Nuwa had already eaten the heart, and her hands were covered in blood.
She stared blankly at Ling Xiao, who was sitting on the ground.
Ling Xiao said, "My magic weapon has vanished into the chaos, awaiting a destined person to find it."
Nuwa nodded.
Ling Xiao pulled her into his arms and said, "Do you remember that you were my girlfriend?"
Back then, Ling Xiao was playing a trick on her. Male friends were boyfriends, and female friends were girlfriends.
Nuwa smiled shyly and nodded emphatically.
"I'm sorry to trouble my girlfriend, but she asked me to scatter my ashes into the Yellow River."
Ling Xiao said seriously.
Nuwa was puzzled and asked, "Why? You're dead. I should have dug a grave for you. Why must you scatter your ashes in the Yellow River?"
Ling Xiao inhaled the scent emanating from her delicate body and said, "I'm not sure if there are tomb raiders in the prehistoric world. What if someone digs up my grave?"
"And the Yellow River is like my mother."
"The child died, but now he can see his mother again. That's something to be happy about."
Nuwa agreed, then said, "Let's see if you can still hug me now! Ah, where are you touching? Are you trying to die? Are you serious, brother?"
Ling Xiao spat out another mouthful of blood, "The injuries are just too severe..."
Hongjun: "..."
The group of powerful individuals were dumbfounded.
This world is too bizarre.
Upon closer reflection, it sends chills down your spine!
Hongjun couldn't hold back any longer, and just as he was about to make his move, Laozi and Yuanshi walked towards Lingxiao.
"Ling Xiao, go in peace!"
"We'll see you off!"
The two unleashed their deadly moves once again, determined to kill Ling Xiao completely.
Tongtian blocked him again.
Enraged, Laozi had no choice but to fight him.
This time, Ling Xiao closed his eyes; he was truly lifeless.
Once Hongjun, along with Yuanshi and Laozi, leaves the Western Land, he and all those who died today can be instantly resurrected.
Of course, only Ling Xiao knew about this.
At this moment, Tongtian was no match for the two. Before the battle began, Hongjun took away the Zhuxian Formation Diagram and the Four Zhuxian Swords.
Where can one defeat Yuanshi and Laozi?
At this moment, he was being overwhelmed by the two and was completely at a disadvantage.
Nuwa picked up Lingxiao and walked away dejectedly, transforming into a divine rainbow that streaked across the sky.
"Fellow Daoist!"
Hongyun called out to her.
Nuwa, in the void, looked down.
Hongyun said, "Fellow Daoist Lingxiao said you wanted him to scatter his ashes into the Yellow River. Where are you taking him?"
Nuwa did not speak, but only sighed deeply and returned to the Nuwa Palace.
With a wave of her hand, she transformed the Nuwa Palace into a mourning hall.
"Jin Ning".
Nuwa called out.
A pretty young girl walked in from outside the hall and bowed to Nuwa.
These are members of the Phoenix Clan, and are the mounts of Nuwa.
Nuwa, with her back to her, said, "Go to the Sun Star and cut down the Fusang Tree. I will make a coffin for it."
Jin Ning nodded and left the hall.
Nuwa didn't want Lingxiao to drift alone in the Yellow River.
She wanted to bury it in front of the Nuwa Palace, a place that could be seen day and night.
In her view, the Yellow River flows day after day, wild and untamed, and an interesting soul should not drift with the tide.
At this moment, in the western land.
Yuanshi and Laozi were still teaching Tongtian.
Many of the saints had eyes that showed compassion.
Tongtian was beaten beyond recognition, but he didn't utter a single word of begging for mercy.
In the void.
A ripple spread.
Two figures appeared in the air.
"Big brother, we're back!"
"Haha, we two brothers have both attained enlightenment!"
The cheerful tone revealed her joy.
In another dimension, Jieyin and Zhunti, one proved the Great Dao of Geng Metal, and the other proved the Great Dao of Wood.
Both of them are now Great Dao Saints, perfectly integrating the two Great Daos into their primordial spirits.
After attaining enlightenment, the two of them immediately broke through the void, wanting to share this joyous news with Ling Xiao as soon as possible.
However, as the two finished speaking, looking at the devastated western land, their faces were filled with disbelief.
Upon seeing these two appear, most of the innate deities looked on with pity.
When the Western Sect suffered a severe blow, people were still speculating why Jieyin and Zhunti were not here.
Now I know, they were in seclusion for spiritual practice.
When Jieyin and Zhunti saw the corpses scattered on the ground, and those familiar faces came into view one by one, they were struck dumb.
"Who did this?"
Zhunti's voice was trembling.
Jieyin landed on the ground and looked at the corpses of the seven gourd brothers and the blood-stained iron bar in the distance. His face turned pale and a sharp pain shot through his chest. He could not control the chaotic emotions in his heart. His internal organs felt like they were burning, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Maitreya, Bhaisajyaguru, Moonlight, Sunlight, Mahasthamaprapta.
They were all corpses, lying on the cold earth.
"Second Brother!" Zhunti roared, "We must find our eldest brother! The three of us brothers must avenge this! We will make them pay with their blood!"
Jieyin swayed precariously, as if he had lost his backbone, tears streaming down his face, and said, "Third brother, the Western Sect is the brainchild of your elder brother. Countless disciples have died or been wounded; how could your elder brother not know?"
"Although my elder brother's nature is both righteous and wicked, he would never stand idly by and watch his disciples be killed!"
"If I'm not mistaken, he is already dead in battle."
Jieyin didn't want to think that way, but even the most powerful reincarnated demon god still carries the word "reincarnation".
Even if they encounter danger, they will still perish.
Jieyin's words struck Zhunti like a thunderbolt, freezing him in place. He stared blankly at Jieyin, shook his head, and asserted, "Impossible! My elder brother is invincible! How could he be killed? Hahaha, this is the biggest joke in the world!"
"Zhunti, you piece of trash, you're only arriving now? Your elder brother is already dead!"
Yuanshi smiled contemptuously and said, "His heart was ripped out by Master. I know he's in a lot of pain."
"You, as his most beloved younger brothers, let him die all alone at this crucial moment."
"Is this the brotherhood you three Westerners share?"
(End of this chapter)
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