One cry after another was heard in Agnes' ears, mixed with the pounding sound of rain, which sounded intermittently, sometimes high and sometimes low.
Agnes saw men and women on the gravel road not far from her feet. They were dragging their families with them. They were dressed in rags and looked haggard. Their bodies, hands, and faces were mixed with rain and mud, and they all looked miserable. An unbearable look.
"Stop crying!" a woman holding a child whispered in a low voice. The child, who was hastily tied in a crotch bun, cried even louder. It was not until the woman hit his head hard that the cry gradually subsided. .
"The huge wave is coming! Let's go quickly -" someone from behind the team shouted. The woman changed her angry look and panicked, holding the sobbing child in her arms, and hurried along with the surging crowd. He ran forward, but his feet slipped and he got stuck in the mud, unable to struggle.
The huge waves capsized towards her, and the woman couldn't help showing a look of despair, holding the child tightly and shaking slightly.
"Mom——" The child's muddy hands hugged the woman's arm, his pupils constricted.
"Scatter—"
A figure suddenly appeared in front of them and uttered a simple syllable. The huge waves suddenly solidified in the air, and then turned into a dense fog and dispersed in the rain.
"Bless the gods, bless the gods..."
The woman's face showed uncontrollable joy, she put down the child in her arms, knelt on the ground and kept prostrating.
The children looked curiously at the figure in front of them wearing a long white dress and a red shawl, and followed their mother in bowing.
The woman ignored them and disappeared from their sight in a flash.
"Junior sister Huizhen is so quick to take action." A very gentle voice sounded behind Agnes, which seemed to sound a little melancholy.
"Senior Sister Xueyuan." Agnes turned around and gave a slight salute.
"If you happen to meet them, you should save them if you can." Agnes said calmly as she looked at the people hurriedly fleeing for their lives under the huge waves in the distance.
"In the end of the world, it is still difficult for mortals to survive, it is difficult..." Senior Sister Xueyuan followed Agnes and looked at the group of people, sighing slightly.
"I'm just trying my best." Agnes said with a somewhat unpredictable look in her eyes.
"Don't talk about this." Senior sister Xueyuan seemed to feel that this topic was a bit heavy, and asked instead: "Junior sister Huizhen is preparing to return to the sect?"
"Yes, the results of this investigation need to be reported to the head master." Agnes nodded slightly.
Seeing Agnes's reaction, Xueyuan couldn't help but sigh and said: "That's all, there are many monsters in the Central Plains during this period, junior sister, be careful on the road."
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"The sea is as rough as the mountains, the five rivers are full of waves, and all the people along the coast are displaced..."
"The war rages on in the Central Plains, and some sect disciples are involved. Hundreds of miles around the battlefield have been reduced to scorched earth..."
"Kunlun's boundary monument disappeared, the main peak collapsed, and sky fire destroyed the wasteland..."
The atmosphere in the hall was solemn, and the light smoke curled up in the air, leaving only a faint smell. Only the sound of Agnes' words echoed in the hall, echoing the sound of pouring rain outside the hall.
"The end of the world, the end of the world!" The old man in Taoist robes sitting next to him sighed with a sad expression.
The head of the first hall ignored him, but stared blankly at the heavy rain outside the hall. The raindrops under the eaves were like broken threads.
"Master? Master?" the old man sitting next to him called softly.
"Ah, I just remembered something." The leader finally returned his gaze, smiled at Agnes, waved his hand, and said: "Come here, come here, Huizhen, come closer."
Agnes stood up and walked to the leader.
The leader grabbed Agnes's hand and placed a jade pendant in her palm.
"The twenty-third generation head of Daoyan Sect, Wei Zhi, has passed on the position of head to his disciple Huizhen, and all the ancestors have learned from it!"
Agnes finally raised her head in surprise and looked at the leader.
"Master!" The elder also exclaimed with a look of disbelief.
"Huizhen, I will help you from now on." The leader showed a smile and said with a trembling voice.
Agnes lowered her head slightly and lowered her eyes, her expression looking a little deep. She didn't say anything more, she just leaned down and kowtowed slowly on the ground. Her black hair fell down from her shoulders, covering all her expression.
"Okay, okay." The leader said with a kind smile. His eyes seemed to be much cloudier, and his hair, which originally only had some gray hair, turned half white in a few words.
"Go, go, do what you want to do." There were a few more wrinkles on the leader's forehead, and some gray shadows appeared in his eyes.
Agnes kowtowed vigorously on the ground again, stood up, took a deep look at the leader, turned around and slowly walked out of the hall.
"Who can stop the river from declining? Time is destiny, time is destiny..."
"Master, you..." The elder who originally wanted to ask something suddenly looked horrified and looked at the changes in the master.
The leader's face was gloomy at this time, his eyes were black, and he looked like he was terminally ill. He seemed to have thought of something, and a look of uncontrollable sadness appeared on his vicissitudes of life. Weiwei's voice suddenly became louder.
"The sea is boiling and the mountains are collapsing! The galaxy is upside down!"
Every time he read a word, the master's face became older and sadder, and two lines of tears of blood shed from his closed eyes. His lips, fingers, and body were constantly trembling, his voice was dull, and his face, hair, and beard began to dry up and fade little by little.
"Master! Master!" The elder called out several times in fear. Seeing that he could not bring the master back to his senses, he turned around and tried to run out to call Huizhen back, but the master reached out and grabbed him.
"Huizhen! Huizhen!" The elder shouted to the outside of the hall with his loudest voice.
"Destruction of form and nature! Overturning right and wrong!"
"The clouds disintegrate! The sky and the earth are empty!"
As if he had foreseen something, the leader changed his expression of sadness, raised a strange arc in the corner of his dry mouth, and actually closed his eyes tightly and laughed crazily. The strange laughter almost penetrated the entire hall.
The elder's expression became even more horrified, with some blood oozing from his eyes and nose. Seeing that he could not pull his arm out from under the master's hand, he tore his arm off and threw it away, running wildly out of the hall.
"Tao - Tao - Tao! What a Tao that transforms all things!"
The three repeated words of "Tao" mixed with the loud laughter echoed in the hall. The leader's body was trembling wildly, and he was instantly haggard, with almost only a lonely skeleton left.
Outside the main hall, a thunderous sound shook the sky and the earth.
In the main hall, the loud laughter that resounded through the main hall suddenly stopped, and the elders who were running away turned around uncontrollably.
A hoarse roar went straight into the sky.
"Heaven and man will not die but will suffer thousands of calamities and disasters."
"Rivers and mountains never grow old and exist forever."
The thunder outside the window could not cover up the last words the leader yelled out with all his strength.
When the leader yelled the last sentence, his breath froze and his head dropped. In front of the elder, his whole body turned into gray smoke from the end of his body and dissipated completely in the air. The elder only saw some gray-black mist heading towards him. He came.
