Lin Tian frowned.
He really wanted to ask the old sage Lingwu.
Wu Wanjie is his son.
But he didn't speak. He had already seen in Wu Wanjie's memory what a cold-blooded person Old Saint Lingwu was.
This person who has carried the entire human race is an extremely ruthless guy.
But the old sage Lingwu seemed to feel Lin Tian's emotions and continued to speak:
"Have you ever seen your parents and brothers all die in front of you in one day?
Have you ever walked through a battlefield filled with the corpses of your teammates, whose faces were still joking with you a few days ago?
The enemy Martial Saint came to the human race, but with just a wave of his hand, millions of people perished and corpses littered the land.
Even a grandmaster can be the emperor of the human race, with millions of people becoming his slaves. "
The voice of Old Saint Lingwu kept ringing:
"The Battlefield of God's Fall is about to awaken. In this era, flesh and blood are needed for sacrifice. I don't know if the human race has been sacrificed by all races.
But the only thing that is certain is that the battlefield of the Divine Fall requires sufficient flesh and blood and the blood of the Martial Saint. Among the top ten races, more than four races must be completely wiped out.
The death of one Chengfeng from the human race, and the death of Wu Wanjie, who only had his willpower left, would definitely not be a serious injury to the human race.
But the Demon Ancestor was seriously injured, and all the tribes were able to turn their attention to the Demon Clan.
If Wu Wanjie dies alone, the human race will lose hundreds of millions of lives. "
Old Saint Lingwu's voice became heavier and heavier, and slower and slower.
Lin Tian gritted his teeth, but chose to remain silent at this moment.
"He was already very tired, so leaving like this is a relief. As the war begins, he must still come out of seclusion, and he must still witness the death of living beings, with corpses everywhere.
This is the best outcome for him. "
The voice of Old Saint Lingwu gradually faded away, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep again.
Lin Tian and Liu Zihua were left alone in silence.
“Like my previous generation, many people did not live for themselves.
Each era has its own limitations, but Wu Wanjie died a worthy death, and he was not hopeless. "
Liu Zihua smiled lightly and spoke.
"Huh?" Lin Tian quickly looked at Liu Zihua:
"Teacher Liu, do you know how to treat me?"
"Yeah." Liu Zihua nodded:
"He exhausted his will and fell into death, but he himself has a trace of will. You have also been to the only place in the world that can produce the elixir of will."
"Shin World!"
Lin Tian spoke.
"Well, the tibia world, the tibia world will produce the essence of will, which is something unimaginable in itself.
For warriors, will is something that is simply incomprehensible, but the world of Tibia has quantified will. "
Liu Zihua smiled.
Lin Tian looked slightly excited:
"Teacher Liu's will is also severely injured. Will this essence of will have any effect on Teacher Liu?"
Liu Zihua frowned and said:
"I have no idea."
Lin Tian was stunned. Liu Zihua's will was caused by his own Will Law, which directly destroyed his own battle situation and exploded with overwhelming power.
It's not the same thing as Wu Wanjie.
Snap.
Liu Zihua lit up his second cigarette, almost seamlessly:
"Don't be in a hurry to go to the Tibia World now. You have shown great combat power after overcoming the Nine Heavenly Devouring Swords.
It will only make all races extremely fearful.
Now that the Demon Ancestor is seriously injured and Ten Eyes Zhuxuan is dead, the eyes of all races have shifted to the Demon Clan.
But all this is based on the premise that you, Lin Tian, are dead. Don't underestimate your temptation to all races.
If you are still alive, no matter what you say, they will deal with the human race first. "
Lin Tian nodded:
"Indeed, I seem to have been suspected by Yun Jingchen."
"Who doubts you?" Liu Zihua was surprised.
"Emperor Yun." Lin Tian said in a deep voice.
Yun Jingchen is his clone and has returned to the immortal clan.
But the immortals already knew about the outbreak of fighting between Lin Tian and the human race, and they were all shocked.
And Emperor Yun was already asking Yun Jingchen about the Emperor Gu.
Although he was very reserved, Lin Tian still sensed that Emperor Yun might have been suspicious.
Emperor Yun is by no means as easy to deal with as Chengfeng.
On the contrary, Emperor Yun was sometimes very jealous, even to an excessive degree.
"Can it be solved? If it can't be solved, it's okay to lose a clone." Liu Zihua asked with concern.
"fine ."
Lin Tian smiled.
"Yeah." Liu Zihua took a deep breath of smoke and said:
"In about a month, the human race and the demon race will start a complete war. I don't want you to participate in what happens next."
Liu Zihua patted Lin Tian on the shoulder and walked in the endless darkness.
And Lin Tian also followed quietly.
"Although the demon ancestor is now seriously injured, the human race is still on the cusp of the storm. The time is very short, and it cannot even be controlled.
The path forward for the human race may have to be decided in just a few years.
You can quietly recuperate during this period. Zhu Qi is dead, and his energy and blood will be refined into blood elixirs.
I plan to leave it to you to at least allow you to reach the realm of martial master. "
Liu Zihua walked while talking.
All around, a little light gradually appeared, and a road with neat horizontal stripes appeared under the feet.
"Don't force anything. You are a genius. As long as you have enough time, you will definitely be able to hit the boundless road."
Liu Zihua said, walking slowly and leisurely.
But the light ahead is becoming more and more real.
At a certain moment, Lin Tian felt that a layer of water had penetrated.
He suddenly appeared on a street.
The winter streets were covered with a thick layer of blood-colored snowflakes, and everything looked scarlet.
There is still a strong smell of blood in the air.
The bare branches held a handful of red snow.
The sky is weeping blood.
The cold wind blew over the downcast faces of passers-by.
After changing their clothes, Liu Zihua and Lin Tian walked quietly, their feet crunching on the snow, like a sharp knife cutting bones.
Bloody snow is falling in the sky.
Everything seemed heavy.
A woman passing by covered her red eyes and cried in her voice.
Walk through the alley and come to the street.
Men, women, and children were burning paper money on the roadside, and wisps of black ash flew into the air.
"Xueyang, walk slowly, Lieyang, walk slowly..."
There was an old man burning paper and muttering to himself.
Liu Zihua took out another cigarette, but Lin Tian grabbed it and put it out.
"Smoke less."
"well."
Liu Zihua nodded, with a faint smile on his face.
"Let's go have some food. The mutton soup there is pretty good."
Liu Zihua opened his mouth and pointed to a shop on the roadside.
"Um."
Lin Tian nodded and followed Liu Zihua in.
"Two big bowls of mutton soup, and another bowl of stir-fried mutton with green onions." Liu Zihua shouted from the chair.
"Go eat somewhere else, I'm not in the mood."
The shopkeeper walked to the front hall and spoke with dark eyes.
"I'll pay more." Liu Zihua said.
"I'm not in the mood for how much money I have." The store owner said solemnly.
But the next moment, he saw Lin Tian.
At this moment, Lin Tian's left arm had not yet grown, and although there was no blood stain all over his body, the scars exposed outside his clothes were extremely terrifying.
"He He……!"
The store owner pointed at Lin Tian, and his eyes suddenly trembled.
"Um."
Liu Zihua nodded and did not deny it.
"I...I'll do it, I won't charge you!"
The store owner spoke quickly and had already confirmed that Lin Tian was the warrior who had just come down from the front line.
Soon, there was a noise in the kitchen.
"Put more, put more."
"Then fry three or four portions, no, four or five portions. Warriors have a big appetite."
"I'll eat it if I can finish it or if I can't finish it."
…………
Lin Tian was silent, and cries could be heard from time to time outside the store.
It's a strange feeling to hear yourself being mourned by others.
Lin Tian subconsciously took out his mobile phone.
Many people sent him messages on the chat platform.
Gradually, his eyes became calm.
[Gu Yun: You are still here, right. 】
[Gu Yun: If you are still here, please send me a message. 】
[Gu Yun: I hate you very much. I have been lying to you. I just want to get benefits from getting close to you. 】
[Gu Yun: According to your character, you will definitely come out and scold me. 】
[Gu Yun: Forgive me for my inferiority complex and cowardice, for not being willing to speak out until this moment. 】
[Gu Yun: I like you so much. 】
pS: There are two chapters today. The new plot needs to be conceived.
There was a direction last month, but it needs to be sorted out. I hope it will not be weaker than the Holy Tribulation chapter.
This one.
Let’s talk about the shortcomings first:
1. The overall arc of the Demon Wild Line was not written. The author’s original idea was to write the ups and downs of an entire character, which is a pity.
2. In the later stage, for Shuangwen, a simple story cannot surpass the early stage even if the structure is the same. This is a common shackles. The author has been looking for a solution for a long time (for two months), because he has no experience, so As a result, some plots were poorly written.
3. There are some hydrological aspects, some of which the author deliberately seeks stimulation in the text, and some of which are simply because he can’t hold it back. I’m sorry everyone.
4. Regarding the writing of emotions between characters, although the author likes to write silent things, many things that should be written formally were not written out due to his own reasons. I am sorry.
5. There are some aspects of the control of Shuangdian that really need to be studied. I am not feeling the same as the readers, and I am just enjoying myself.
Let’s talk about the characters:
In Jiang Daoheng's line, he was said to be able to write to death from the beginning. Jiang Daoheng achieved the transformation from blindness to defeat and then to clarity, but he did not jump out of the chessboard, so he was destined to die.
As for Chengfeng, selfish people will always be selfish. I think this character should have no bUg.
Gu Yun, most people are dissatisfied with Gu Yun because of Gucheng Yu. The author wrote that Gucheng Yu is dead. This character has some arcs.
As for Liu Zihua, Liu Zihua can be regarded as an optimized version of the old sage Lingwu. In Wu Wanjie's memory, the author has already written that the old sage Lingwu is extremely ruthless.
Liu Zihua was relatively lucky. After the death of Old Saint Lingwu, the impact he received gradually diminished and he became more humane.
Wu Wanjie and Liu Zihua are the two most important teachers in the protagonist's growth. The last chapter belongs to the protagonist's final journey.
As of writing this book, there are areas where the author is dissatisfied and there are areas where the author is satisfied.
You can never escape the current limitations. This is the hard struggle of a desperate author.
In Purgatory Ridge, it even reached the extreme.
I hope the final chapter can be the best (to the best of my ability).
Thank you for your companionship. The last book has reached one million words, so the background data cannot be viewed.
This book is almost 2 million words long. It’s more stable to follow, even if the amount is small, it’s more stable to follow!
Damn it, thank you so much! ! ! ! !
Even though I wrote so many unpleasant things, people are still reading it.
Damn, thank you so much, guys!
I don’t have the nerve to ask for gifts, but everyone is giving them.
Say thank you again.
Another point, some readers say that I am gay, but no, I am not!
I am a pure man!
