novel for you Chapter 947: Despair after Hope
Chapter 947: Despair after Hope
He looked up.
Under the dazzling light, the moon and the sun are looking at this land at the same time...
It seems that Lan Yin failed to stop Jiang You.
At the moment when the abyss and the ground completely merged into one, the Soul Gathering Array and the Soul Locking Array collapsed at the same time.
Wuweizi's emaciated body was reduced to nothing but skin and bones in an instant. His blue-gray Taoist robe had been soaked through the black rain and stuck tightly to his body. His protruding ribs under the wet cloth were as grotesque as the ridges of a hundred thousand mountains.
The energy fed back by the fruit of Jiang You's man-eating tree disappeared, just like a dead tree coming back to life in spring and then quickly aging.
Wuweizi stood up from the ground and stumbled to the side of his little disciple.
The little guy had completely disappeared, his body and bones had been distorted in the unbearable evolution, and his scattered clothes were hung on a twisted tree half a person's height.
Wuweizi gathered Wusuanzi's clothes and shook them gently.
"Snapped……"
Half a piece of roasted taro that had not been eaten rolled out from his clothes, with a neat circle of teeth marks left on it.
He burned the clothes in front of him, muttering, "From dust to dust, from ashes to ashes."
The entrance to the abyss disappeared.
Because now, the Ten Thousand Mountains are an abyss.
The two blend together, and those abrupt trees like those in a primeval forest stand out particularly among the black mountains and black waters.
These are plants from the abyss, and they have appeared on the surface.
There was a cheer from the crowd.
"It's done, we did it!"
"These trees are from the abyss!"
Wuweizi was gasping for breath, kneeling on the ground and laughing with his head raised.
“Hahahaha, the door to life, the door to life is open!! Hahahaha!!!”
"My good disciple, my good disciple, hahahahaha!!"
“From dust to dust, from dust to dust. In the next life, I hope to be reborn in a royal family, with golden horses and jade halls, without suffering the hardships of the world! Hahahahahaha!!”
"..."
“We did it, we really did it!!”
"The abyss and the ground have merged! Hahahahaha!"
"Master, the entrance has disappeared!!"
"Master, Master!!! Master, wake up, Master!"
"..."
Some were happy, some were crying, and the separation of life and death in this world was vividly portrayed at this moment.
The monk of Fuhu Temple turned into a tree under the catalysis of power, a tree without leaves.
Wuweizi laughed at him for turning into a tree and having a bald head.
But he climbed up the tree and carefully fixed the robe that was torn by the trunk.
At the beginning, it was the monks from Fuhu Temple who went to find him to come out of the mountain. The Taoist and the monk fought for their entire lives.
Schisandra jumped down from the tree with a smile, shouting that he had won after all.
However, at the moment of landing.
With a "crack", his leg bone broke on the spot.
Wuweizi was stunned for a second, then laughed even louder.
"That monk, come here!"
He called Zhuxie and gave him Jiang You's letter.
"Jiang You said that if I can't do it, she will give you the letter and let you handle it! Hahahaha, she is really accurate!
I really can’t do it.”
Without waiting for Zhuxie to answer, he stuffed the letter into Zhuxie's hand.
His whole body aged rapidly, his skin wrinkled rapidly, and he quickly became hunchbacked. Amidst the sound of breaking bones, his body began to deform and shrink.
"Amita..."
"Shut your mouth, don't use your Buddhist scriptures to save the Taoist master, you are ruining my Taoism!"
He took out a fire talisman and actually burned himself.
In the firelight, Zhuxie heard his unbridled laughter.
"Dust to dust, ashes to ashes, hahahahaha!!! Dust to dust, ashes to ashes! Hahahahaha!!!"
"Amitabha……"
Zhuxie clasped his hands together and chanted a Buddhist name.
At some point, the black Buddha statue he had been holding in his arms had disappeared.
He was no longer attached to the Buddha statue because he discovered that everyone in this world is a Buddha.
A war in the name of evil, a succession of deaths, and a new life without hope...
Sometimes, looking at the survivors in the Soul Gathering Array and the Soul Locking Array whose lives were sucked away or whose power was corroded, and who aged and died in the unbearable evolution, he began to doubt the so-called right and wrong.
Especially watching Soapberry, a little Taoist boy, grow up, age, die in the blink of an eye, and a sapling grows out of his body...
The longer he lived and the more he saw, the less he could see the Buddhist teachings he had once studied.
In these hundred thousand mountains, every seed grows rapidly and then rots.
After the last spark disappeared, only a pile of ash remained on the ground.
He wondered whether he should collect the old Taoist priest's ashes, but just as he hesitated and stretched out his hand, a gust of wind blew, and the ashes were instantly blown away by the wind and scattered in the mountains.
"Didn't the old Taoist priest say that? Dust returns to dust, ashes returns to ashes. You have studied Buddhism for so long, but you still don't see it through?"
Zhuxie turned his head, his short black hair flying in the wind.
Jiang You's pale face still looked as if he had been dead for three days and had a cold smile on the corner of his mouth.
She looked at the messy scene.
The seventy-two soul gathering arrays and the seventy-two soul locking arrays are linked together. For such a huge array, every minute of operation is the result of burning human lives as raw materials.
Zhuxie thought she would at least have some feelings.
But she squatted down, picked up a piece of roasted taro that had fallen on the ground, took a bite, and spoke casually while eating.
"Gather all the survivors and gather them in Tingfeng City to rest and recuperate quickly."
Zhuxie frowned, "Do you want to fight again?"
Jiang You sneered, "Aren't all the people still dead?"
Zhuxie was instantly a little angry, "But the abyss has disappeared!"
"The abyss did not disappear, it just melted into the Hundred Thousand Mountains!"
Jiang You spoke coldly, his sharp eyes swept across the dead Hundred Thousand Mountains, and said, "And even if the abyss disappears, our enemies have not disappeared. To be precise, they have not appeared yet.
Rest and recuperation is not for the purpose of continuing to fight, but to let everyone have a good rest, just to go home as soon as possible.
Because we are not qualified to participate in the next war."
Zhuxie didn't understand what she was saying.
Jiang You did not continue to explain, but instead summoned all the survivors still alive in the Ten Thousand Mountains to gather at Longshan.
The masters from the three major bases also gathered in Tingfeng City at almost the same time.
The red-eye ability came in handy at this time.
Jiang You didn't need to explain, his illusion was enough to make everyone feel as if they were there.
Beneath the abyss, the mysterious and majestic existence completely shattered people's happiness.
After the illusion disappeared, everyone was unable to calm down for a long time.
Situ Xun coughed heart-wrenchingly, and looked so old that he seemed unable to even lift his back.
"We have tried our best. Less than 10% of humanity remains today. But if we were to face something like that, we would be like a gnat trying to shake a tree. We are overestimating our own capabilities."
"What are we going to do next? Heal our wounds and then go home and wait to die?"
"How could this happen? Even if the abyss disappears, we can't save the world. Hahahaha, God wants to kill me!"
"But, didn't City Lord Jiang find the Heart of the Human Emperor?"
"So what if we find the Human Emperor's Heart? Can we use the Human Emperor's Heart to fight against such a force? It's impossible!"
"..."
Despair is not scary. What is scary is that you muster up the courage to walk through the darkness only to find that the other side of hope is still despair...