Buer’s Grand Dao Chapter 446: One unforgettable one day without regrets

(1)

The light of the setting sun imprinted a sighing face.

Lin An is hiding in a solitary street corner, watching Hidden Clouds Sect leave.

Being so dynamic and united, why can't Hidden Clouds Sect be prosperous? Just like the Turtle Sect that suffered a great disaster, almost the entire army was annihilated, but everyone who was alive was dedicated to good faith, united with Jin Cheng, and full of hope, letting him feel infinite vitality.

The shadows of Hidden Clouds Sect crowds at the end of the street are getting blurred.

In the memory of his last life, Li Qingyun has not been exposed at this time, Hidden Clouds Sect has not fallen into such a terrible situation, and not so many cultivator have been fined to serve in the northwest. But as far as Hidden Clouds Sect is concerned, it's just that it's just a good life, and it's lifeless and can't see any hope. I am not sure that I will be born again, and it brings good luck to Hidden Clouds Sect.

In the last life, the reason why he would be on the stolen ship is because sect is so weak that he cannot supply himself with sea suppressing beast Unicom scroll of Reincarnation Gu. But anyway, this is where his grand dao departed. I hope that in this world where everything has changed, Hidden Clouds Sect can go smoothly and smoothly, and it can really carry forward as Li Qingyun wishes, and it is like a bright future.

(2)

I don’t know when the dense clouds have gathered in the sky. The denser the clouds, the thicker the clouds.

The sunset just fell beneath the heavy clouds, plating the golden light on the outer edge of the clouds. The sky of gold seems to turn the world into a heaven of material desires.

There is a huge fuzzy phantom appearing in the clouds, little by little, slowly becoming clear.

Here came a warmth from his cuffs, and when he looked down, it was actually the temperature from the blood sacred skin fragments. The air began to smell light and salty, making his skin dry and astringent.

This is a sign that the ancient city will open.

Chu Zhi will soon enter the ancient city. The life and death grievances of the last life are about to draw a sentence here.

Although he really wanted to witness the moment when Chu Zhi set foot on Huangquan Road, he felt that he had reached this point, and it would be better to have less trouble.

He decided to hide far away.

Where should I go?

The suburbs. Hidden Clouds Sect's's old man has been in the earth for some time. He is busy looking for skin fragments, but he hasn't had time to commemorate. He went alone to the gate of the city, and the clouds in the sky became denser and denser. The huge phantom is becoming clearer, and it seems to be the outline of the upper half of a city. Opening his mouth to inhale, a salty smell made his throat sick.

The sky is getting darker, the sun is in the west, and the cemetery in the suburbs is in the east.

It's like walking from the day to the dark night. Or, from the world to hell.

He had an ominous hunch and quickly stopped.

The outskirts of the city are terrible. Where can I go? Come back to your house, what if you encounter Chu Zhi. For a time, he had nowhere to go, so he had to wander alone in the city.

The salty taste is getting stronger and stronger, pouring onto the tip of the tongue, like taking a sip of seawater.

It seems to be attracted by the vision in the sky. There are more and more people on the street. The voices of people, walking, and flying swords gradually become noisy.

He became more irritable. It seemed that there were eyes everywhere staring at him, making him straight up with goose bumps. As if Chu Zhi had already discovered his conspiracy, all the people on the street were sent by Chu Zhi to deal with his eyeliner. Or maybe Chu Zhi had prepared a grand death for him long ago, with the ancient city opening as a feast, and the thousands of cultivator in Kaza City as cheers, an inevitable grand death.

He can't stand it anymore, tolerating uncomfortable feelings, he shuttles through the dense crowd. Every time I passed by, it seemed that someone had cut a piece of meat on his shoulder with a knife.

"dao friend,"

Someone said behind him, "Please stay."

The man’s voice was almost exactly the same as Chu Zhi’s. He stopped and his heartbeat almost stopped.

He stood there for a while, daring not to look back.

"dao friend," the man said, "Your stuff has fallen."

He was relieved and turned his head. It turned out to be a stranger with short hair and no idea how she had heard the wrong voice. The nun's dress was also very weird, holding a piece of slightly reddish skin in his hand, looking at him with a playful smile on his face.

"I gave it to you," he said.

He didn’t want to touch this unlucky thing in his life.

"I also have it," said Nun Xi, "but you did it right,"

She threw the skin fragments on the ground and blinked at Lin An. "This is the best thing to lose."

"What nonsense to tell him," said a man with a bow next to him, "We have to hold on."

Are these two also going to enter the ancient city? Good luck to them.

He was relieved for a while and continued to walk outside the crowd. I walked for a while, but I couldn't make it.

The crowd's voice was sparse at first, like the scattered howlings of wild wolves in the mountains. It gradually became very noisy, like hundreds of fierce beasts roaring in the ears. Walking around, suddenly quiet again, like a gangster post wandering in a lonely spirit.

His heartbeat began to accelerate again, faster and faster. The face began to stiffen, as if a layer of cold mud was slurring on the face.

He walks like ghosts and ghosts in the streets of Kaza-there is no quiet corner, it seems that he is nowhere to hide.

The air is getting more and more salty, as if the seawater has poured into the city of Kazakhstan to swallow him up. The salty seawater poured into his throat, almost suffocating him.

In the salty air, he suddenly recognized Chu Chu's breath, clear and unique.

How could he forget this breath, the two worlds were humans, how many years he has put this breath into his mind and carved it into the bone marrow.

"Where are you going?" Chu Zhi's cold voice came from behind him.

"Good respect,"

He resisted the almost crazy desire to escape and turned around, "I'm going around blindly."

"The ancient city is about to open." Chu Zhi said.

"Disciples can't see through."

"It's about to open," Chu said: "You go with me. Should there be debris?"

He was cold all over, and took another piece of debris from his arms.

The warmth of the fragments seems to melt away the cold palm.

(three)

The ground seemed to sway slightly, and the teapot on the table fell to the ground.

"Wow," a crisp sound.

Buer awakened from his dream-he could not remember how he fell asleep.

I just remember that after coming out from Li Yunjing, he suddenly felt the breath of Chi Xin's doppelganger—just in the city of Kaze, but it was unclear where.

Avatar came to Kaza City, but did not communicate with himself at all, which is obviously not normal.

He speculates that it is likely that after the injury to the East China Sea, the Chi Xin remnant soul that had been dormant in the sub-body reoccupied this body. Chi Xin came to Kaze, did you come to trouble yourself? It is possible. But intuition tells Buer that Chi Xin is more likely to have another purpose. If Chi Xin really wants to revenge, a brand new ground bridge cultivator will surprise him.

Soon after returning home, he began to feel dizzy and lost consciousness after lying on the bed for a while. When I woke up again, it was obviously darker outside the window.

He had two dreams in total.

The first dream is about the altar. It was the altar he had dreamed of last time. A high platform was built up, square and square, exuding a dark and aura. There are mysterious characters and quirky formation everywhere, and the blood flows into a stream and creeps on the altar. At the center of the altar is an altar with an ancient meaning-four stone pillars on both sides, and in the middle is a disc engraved with different race text. There is a groove in the center of the disc.

In front of the altar stood a man with long horn over his head—it turned out to be his familiar figure, but his face was ambiguous. In the last dream, he also dreamed of this person, but it was just a blur of shadow.

The man stood in front of the altar, stepped on the creeping blood, and held a transparent stone in his hand-in the previous dream, the stone was still dark, very similar to the one in his storage bag.

He took the stone, looked at the groove in the center of the disc, and hesitated for a long time before the altar.

On top of his head, there is a huge shadow, behind which is a seemingly absent face...

(four)

The second dream.

In the cave of Puppet Toad Valley, his mother-in-law is caring for a man with only an upper half of his body and ulcers. There was a purple long horn above her mother's head, which was particularly eye-catching in the dim cave.

The man’s wound was wrapped in diamond-shaped leaves, and the blood returned to the body as soon as the leaves met the leaves, and the wound quickly formed a scab.

His dad is here. There is a strange beast in the shape of a gray ball on the bottom of my father's foot, which is only the size of the palm~IndoMTL.com~ Two round eyes are huge, blinking.

Buer is a little surprised, isn’t this the gray ball toad beast saved by precisely himself in Puppet Toad Valley?

Dad took the dark stone in his hand and carved it carefully. After a while, he handed the stone back to his mother.

The mother took the stone and looked at it carefully, and said, "Really take it away? I always think it is a bit ominous."

Daddy said: "When do I always feel that I have seen this stone-I have gradually remembered things that seem to be far away in recent years. This stone must be related to my past experience."

My mother said: "After the Rift Valley War, the space of Puppet Toad Valley has to become unstable again. It can’t stand here."

Daddy smiled and said, "Come with me to the Grand Truth world. We hide, and we can’t find anyone to regenerate a big fat kid."

"You want to be beautiful," the mother smiled, pointing at the man who was seriously injured on the ground and said, "What should he do?"

"He was hurt badly. To live, I am afraid I have to use secret technique of human race."

"Wouldn't it be a ugly monster?"

"It's not easy to be alive. Doesn't he say that his wife is still waiting for him."

"You have to ask him what he thinks."

My mother sighed for a long time, "It would be nice if I never fight."

Her gaze turned to the side of the cave, with a word hanging on it, which read precisely:

In a cave with two valleys in one valley,

The sun and the moon are dark and rainless.

Sleep and Solitary Night Forest Road,

Unforgettable and unforgettable.

Thinking all the time,

Speaking to each other.

Not envious of taking a luan and flying into the sky,

Repentance and solitary horn abandoned from now on.

......

"Unforgettable day, no regrets for life."

Buer picked out the first word of each line of poetry, murmured, and after reading the word "regret", he woke up from a dream...