What death is, unless you experience it yourself, it's really hard to tell.
The feeling of Shen Yuanyin is like the whole person sinking into the dark deep sea, cold and quiet.
Consciousness is awake, but I forget who I am, where I came from, and what I have experienced.
I can't feel the existence of my body, I am powerless to struggle, I can only allow myself to sink bit by bit.
In the "deep sea" outside, the temperature is getting lower and lower, the chill seeps in, and consciousness gradually stagnates.
Shen Yuanyin understood clearly in her heart, perhaps when she was completely frozen and unable to turn, she would die.
She couldn't resist, but whenever her consciousness was about to freeze, she would hear a voice.
"Don't die... we don't want to die..."
Who is it
Shen Yuanyin couldn't remember, but this voice seemed to have an invisible magic power that could stimulate her potential every time.
It was getting colder and colder, and she had lost her ability to think, but her consciousness remained the same, maintaining the last trace of vitality.
Because she suddenly found that she couldn't bear this voice... and she really wanted to know... who said this...
"Don't die... we don't want to die..."
The person who said this must be very lonely and helpless. I can't die, because only by living can I be by his side.
Just who is he? Who am I
In the dark "deep sea", time loses the meaning of measurement, as if thousands of years, thousands of years, and incomparably long years have passed.
Suddenly, the calm, icy, dark "deep sea" suddenly fluctuated.
It came from overhead, getting stronger and stronger, and I don't know what happened.
The next moment, the sinking "body" of Shen Yuanyin seemed to be caught by an invisible big hand and pulled upwards.
The ice cold is fading, and the vague consciousness begins to gradually recover.
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The vortex intertwined with crimson and ink is still spinning, but the area has returned to its original size, no longer the previous mighty momentum.
In the center of it, it is no longer a Taoist spirit, but a vigorous ancient tree with winding branches, revealing the breath of endless years.
The energy of these years is not because of the long existence of the world, but from the seeds of its birth... Dao spirit is nurtured for heaven and earth, and it can only be achieved after I don't know how many years!
But now, this ancient tree seems to have lost its vitality, and the leaves are yellow and dead.
Not far from the ancient tree of death, between the barriers of ice and fire, Qin Yu gently placed the divine vowel on the ground, her face was bloody, and her chest was slightly undulating, indicating that she had escaped from the hands of death.
The power of the fruit of the avenue is repairing her injuries, and she will be able to wake up in a short time.
A smile appeared at the corner of Qin Yu's mouth, tugging at the shriveled skin, and the layers of wrinkles crowded together, adding a bit of desolation to the twilight.
The sacrifice of Shouyuan and the extraction of blood essence in a hundred days turned him into a gray-haired old man, with a rotten breath all over his body, but between his eyebrows and eyes, it was peaceful and dull.
No consideration was given to whether it was worth it, because compared with death, the price he paid was nothing at all.
Shen Yuanyin came to life... This alone is enough.
The shadow of the big sun hangs above the ancient tree, and the thoughts fluctuate, "You are in a bad state now, don't delay any more."
Qin Yu smiled, "I see, thank you this time." He hesitated a little, and pointed to write a sentence on the ground.
With only a weak force, his chest rolled violently, his face turned blue and white, and he couldn't hold back, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
In the shadow of the big sun, there was a cold hum, and bright light whistled, wrapped around Qin Yu and pulled him directly out of the barrier.
When it landed on the ancient dead wood, its rough and cracked skin suddenly became soft, like mud, engulfing Qin Yu's body bit by bit.
"For a woman, tossing oneself into such a situation is beyond stupid!" Da Ri phantom stared at the barrier, the still-awakened Divine Yuanyin, and a trace of icy aura appeared.
But after being silent again and again, it didn't make a move after all, like a shadow, it just disappeared.
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Shen Yuanyin opened his eyes, and after a short while, countless memories poured out from the depths of his mind. She remembered her identity, knew her current situation, and also thought of the owner of the voice in her ear during the "death" process.
"Qin Yu!"
She stood up suddenly, her eyes swept across the surroundings, and the small barrier was clear at a glance.
She is the only one, that man is nowhere to be seen now, where has he gone
Shen Yuanyin saw the withered and dying ancient wood outside the barrier, feeling the majestic power in his body that has not been fully absorbed so far, his expression became dazed, and his eyes were blank.
Although she didn't know what happened after that, she could already guess a lot from what she saw, and her resurrection from the dead.
The man whose whereabouts are now unknown, after she fell into the "deep sea" of death, did not know what means he used to let Dao Ling take root and germinate in just a hundred days, and feed her to take it.
A trace of throbbing came from the depths of the soul. It did not dissipate. Instead, it became stronger and stronger as time passed.
In the end, it turned into a tide that swept the entire mind and shattered all restraint and ice. Shen Yuanyin's cold eyes turned red, and the traces of water vapor condensed into a kind of warm liquid.
The fruit of the Great Dao, which is obtained by monks, has the supreme opportunity to become a robbery immortal, enough to make anyone in the world go crazy.
Qin Yu gave her... let her come back to life...
"Where are you? Come out, come out!" Shen Yuanyin screamed, her voice echoing in the barrier, but she was destined to receive no response.
This is the deepest part of the Tang Pond, and intertwined outside is the terrifying extreme yin and extreme cold power that is enough to kill the robbery of the fairyland. Where can Qin Yu go
Inexplicable panic, fear, and pain surged out from the bottom of my heart, and the eyes became more and more sour, blurring the eyes of Shen Yuanyin.
She already had a judgment in her heart, but she didn't want to and couldn't believe it, because there was no reason for all this, and he didn't need to do this for her at all.
Suddenly, the writing on the ground fell into sight, but now Shen Yuanyin couldn't care about it, what was written on the ground.
All her eyes fell on the dry dark red blood, and she slowly squatted down, her fingers touching the surface of the blood.
The next moment, the tears could no longer be held back, falling down his cheeks and shattering on the ground.
Although the blood had dried up, Shen Yuanyin still felt the breath belonging to Qin Yu from above.
Old age, decay, annihilation... and the irresistible exhaustion, because of the experience of death, the taste of it is more sensitive.
This blood is full of the smell of death!
Qin Yu is dead... he is dead...
Shen Yuanyin couldn't deceive herself anymore, she raised her hand to cover her mouth, strong emotional fluctuations erupted from the bottom of her heart.
In my mind, the picture fragments that once appeared and disappeared rolled out again.
After concentrating all of his energy, on these broken pictures, Taishang Wangqingjue's backlash reappeared, but Shen Yuanyin didn't care.
Finally, she found a smiling face among the countless pieces of tumbling memories. He was sitting under a gazebo, holding a wine jar in his hand, smiling extremely happily, and his eyes were full of communication. Thorough comfort.
With a grunt, blood dripped from the corners of his mouth, and Shen Yuanyin's face turned pale.
The two faces are not the same, but put them together, you will find that their facial features can be completely overlapped.
Qin Yu... It's Qin Yu... Sure enough, they had an intersection before... Why did they forget him... What did the master hide...
Ten days later, Shen Yuanyin stepped out of the mountain shadow, and the barrier of water and fire behind him, which was maintained to the limit, shattered silently.
Her figure paused for a while, but did not look back. Her breath broke through the power of the crimson extreme sun and rushed to the top of the soup pool.
His expression became more and more indifferent, his eyes became more icy, and the divine vowel sound at this moment, too Shang Wangqing Jue no longer had any regrets, and entered the realm of perfection.
But in the deepest part of her eyes, where no one can touch, there is deep sadness, and the messages on the ground are rolling in her mind.
"See you later, I hope the Palace Master can make things happen and solve my confusion..." There might be more, but it was interrupted by blood.
Say goodbye to another day, you are already dead... That person, until death came and turned into ashes, he still wanted to hide her and comfort her...
Qin Yu, I don't know who you are and what you have experienced with me, but in this lifetime, I will never forget you!
A few months later, in the forbidden area of the Jiutian Mirror Moon Palace, the Crystal God Throne trembled, and the fluctuations spread throughout the Immortal Sect.
After another ten days, the situation changed, and the master of the Nether Realm and the master of the Buddha's bones came together.
The news was strictly sealed. I don't know what happened. After the Chu Emperor negotiated with the two giants of Xianzong, he turned back to the imperial palace and did not mention it.
On that day, Yingdu made a big change, and there seemed to be some instability.
Outside Yingdu, the divine vowel whose face became lighter and his breath became colder and colder, looked at the excited and hurried elder Ziyue, his voice was cold, "Master, do you know him, one is Qin Yu? man?"
Ziyue's body instantly stiffened.
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Years passed, and the news of the death of the Holy Son of the Demon Dao caused a sensation, but the dead were of no value and soon became a thing of the past and no longer attracted attention.
Mu Mu reappeared in front of people, and heard that after his tempering, his cultivation had grown tremendously, and his demonic body cultivation was even faster, and he was not far from the throne. The Mu family, who was terrified up and down, seemed to have overcome the difficulties, and the faces of the disciples returned to their previous arrogance.
Wuma Si Zhan returned from the sea of purgatory. Although he was seriously injured, he got some kind of powerful opportunity that cannot be spoken to. Retreat for two years, that is, to break through the fairyland of robbery and regain the name of the first powerhouse of the young generation, the master of the family.
Because Wuma Sizhan is too dazzling, the other two young disciples who have grown up quickly seem inconspicuous, they are Dong Hanzhu and Sun Zifu. The latter, in particular, has broken through the borders for several years, and has a strong momentum of coming from behind.
The Holy Womb in Dongyang Great City is now completely closed, except for the few palace servants who are willing to observe the festival for the Holy Son who has passed away, there is no more anger. From the bustling prosperity to the demise, in less than a year, the demons have witnessed what it means to be a "blessing and blessing".
This is just a few small things that happened in the devil's way. If you look at the whole land of gods and devils, even three days and three nights can't be finished.
The long river of time is rolling, not because of the lack of anyone, but a little stagnation, and it flows to the unknown future.
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Thirty-third year, Purgatory Sea.
A monster with compound eyes and four limbs lying on the ground is eating happily. In front of him is the other, the corpse of the slain monster, and the air is filled with a strong bloody smell.
Although there were wounds on his body, the monster's eyes were sharp, and it was obvious that he didn't hurt at all. He swept the surroundings from time to time while eating, and was extra vigilant.
Without warning, the monster beast's body was covered with scales, and it suddenly tightened. It seemed to sense some kind of terrifying aura.
But before it could escape, there was a crisp "click" sound, and the monster's neck was at an exaggerated angle, it had been twisted, and its huge body fell to the ground.
The faint footsteps sounded, and a black-robed man appeared in the line of sight. His expression was calm, his face was fair and handsome, and there was some indescribable dignity and majesty between his eyebrows and eyes.
The slender body, handsome appearance, and intimidating temperament, combined into one person, are enough to make most women in the world sway their minds.
This face seems to be unfamiliar everywhere, but if you taste it carefully, you can find many places that make people feel familiar.
Walking to the corpse of the monster, the man in black stretched out his five fingers, and the flesh and blood quickly dried up, and droplets of scarlet blood rose up and merged into blood balls between the fingers.
A shrunken version of the phantom of the monster, rolling and roaring in the blood sphere, seemed to question the murderer why he wanted to kill cute as it is.
It's a pity that the black-robed man has no compassion for a monster, even if it is a "beautiful" female beast.
He took out a jade bottle, opened the seal on the bottle mouth, and the sound of the beast's roar broke out suddenly, rolling like thunder in the clouds, and the suffocating energy rushed out, directly penetrating the mind!
The black-robed man frowned, tapped the surface of the jade bottle with his fingers, and the roar of the beast subsided immediately.
call out-
The blood bead flew to the mouth of the bottle, shrinking rapidly in the process, and fell into it with a "tick", the black-robed man couldn't help showing a smile on his face.
Over the years, due to the boredom, I have found a lot of good things. Although this soul blood jade bottle is not a top-notch good thing, it is very convenient to use.
Divine Mind sensed it, and the black-robed man murmured, "If you hunt a little more, you'll almost be able to get together. The purple-backed green-winged ants need the third stage of awakening."
That's right, this familiar and unfamiliar man in front of him, if he walks in the world, is destined to be infatuated with countless girls in black robes, it is Qin Yu.
Back then, in order to save the gods' vowel, the oil was exhausted in the daytime. Fortunately, in addition to the fruit of the avenue, the tree of the avenue is also a treasure in itself.
In addition, due to the extraction of Qin Yu's blood and integration into the Taoist spirit, this tree of the avenue is connected with Qin Yu's blood, and there is a small blue lantern to take the dying Qin Yu into the avenue. In the wood, use its power to repair the source.
Fifteen years ago, Qin Yu had already woken up, but it was a pity that Yingdu was blocked by a large array, and he could not find it after trying for a long time. The possibility of breaking it open, Qin Yu could only wander around in the sea of purgatory like a wandering soul.
Over the years, in order to find flaws in the Yingdu Great Array, he has walked almost every corner of the purgatory sea. Based on the principle of being idle, he is also idle, and he has nothing to do to pass the time. The monsters and evil spirits where he passed were screaming and being attacked. I don't know how many were killed at random.
The purgatory sea is not opened many times, but every time it is opened, a large number of monks pour in, and all of them have a good background and are tyrannical. Not to mention those who go out alive, most of those who die inside will leave behind all their net worth.
The water scorpion that died in the past can snatch up such good things as Jade Soul Bingxin, which is almost extinct in the fairy world. From this, it can be seen that the purgatory sea creatures are rich in wealth.
Today, most of them have entered the storage ring and become Qin Yu's private property. Not to mention, there are still some, in the sea of purgatory, the opportunities and treasures bred in the sea, Qin Yu has not let go... The so-called rich search is not just a sentence.
Killing them is naturally not a waste, so Qin Yu found a suitable one, collected blood and soul, and collected them for the purple-backed blue-winged ants to undergo the third stage of transformation.
Once completed, the purple-backed green-winged ant will have the power of robbing immortals, and its power is extremely terrifying, making people look forward to it.
Punching the monsters in the north, stepping on the evil spirits in the south, whoever is not pleasing to the eye, go up to it! To say that these fifteen years have been boring, and Qin Yu has been really happy.
But I'm happy to return, if I really can't get out of the purgatory sea, even if I survive, by the way, I will take a very sweet bite from the good fortune I cultivated a long time ago from the unknown but very powerful character... Don't swear and ignore it, in short, Qin Yu is still a tragedy in the end.
Qin Yu didn't want to be a tragedy, especially now that he has the qualifications to enter the Immortal Sect, and Ning Ling is still waiting for him outside.
"How can I get out of here..." Looking up at the gray sky, he muttered, full of helplessness.