Doulou Dalu’s Traverser Ronin Chapter 502: : Withered wood every spring, Nirvana?? Rebirth!
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Ceng Yi did not hear the ringing bell.
He stood sluggishly on the spot, his eyes became numb and hollow.
Ceng Yi put the front, lifted up again, wanting to move on.
This action has been mechanized.
Ceng Yi didn't know that he had successfully reached the end of God's Refining Step and climbed to the top of the God Mountain.
One foot stepped in the air, causing Ceng Yi to stagger and want to fall.
Fortunately, Ceng Yi instinctively stabilized the body and did not fall down.
Because he knows that in his current state, once he falls, he can't wake up.
No more steps?
I'm at the end?
The thought came up in his mind, Ceng Yi raised his head, looked around, but found that he hadn't finished walking.
In front of me, there is still a step.
Go ahead!
This sentence seemed to be transformed into a will, shining in the heart, becoming the only instruction, the body instinctively to act.
When Ceng Yi stepped onto that step.
Da~
It's like a calm lake, falling a stone, making waves.
The world has changed!
The surrounding environment changes like a canvas, no longer on the stone steps of the mountain.
This is a plain.
The high sky is covered with dark clouds.
Boom!
In the distant horizon, blue-violet arcs tear the sky, and then there is a roar of thunder!
A drop of rain dripped from the sky on Ceng Yi's cheek.
He not only raised his head and looked at the clouded sky.
"It's raining..."
DaDaDa~
Gradually, the raindrops began to become dense, and soon, it was pouring rain!
On the ground, Ceng Yi still took its steps, without stopping, moving on.
The heavy rain covered the moving figure and everything that was wet.
In this rain curtain, even the world becomes blurred.
In a world with only thunder and lightning, the man on the earth is still moving forward.
The rain is loud, and this world has nothing more than this downpour.
In this gray world.
Loneliness is the only theme.
Why did this happen?
Ceng Yi doesn't know, but there is always a voice crying in my heart.
Can't stop.
So, even if it rains heavily.
Even if I can't open my eyes by the rain.
Even if the cold is eroding my body.
He also keeps going forward.
In this gray time, even the passage of time has become blurred.
There is no concept of time.
Ceng Yi doesn't know how long it has been.
One day? Two days? Or a week?
Or a month? Half a year? One year?
Or how many years?
Time has become unimportant for Ceng Yi.
He only knew that the water had covered his knees on this vast land.
Every step is extremely difficult.
The spirit became numb, and his eyes began to fade.
How long have you been walking?
How far did I go?
Even...
What am I doing?
This monotonous, lonely repeating life one step after another, began to make Ceng Yi forget its original purpose.
Even so, it didn't stop.
Going forward has become instinct.
I don't know how long it has been, this unheard of downpour, and the accumulated rainwater has covered the neck of Ceng Yi.
The water is still rising.
The heavy rain is still falling.
The rain began to overwhelm him.
As if suffocating to death in the next moment.
And right here, he stepped on a step.
At that moment, the world began to change again.
This is a plateau.
Ceng Yi walked on the plateau and moved towards the distance.
A terrifying gust of wind blows between heaven and earth.
This cold wind blows Ceng Yi fiercely, like a blade, and begins to tear his clothes and cut his skin.
The huge wind prevented him from moving forward.
But even so, Ceng Yi's gaze is still staring at the highest point, deeply feeling the tear of the body, and stepping forward.
The closer you get, the stronger the wind will be, and the more and more injuries you have on your body.
However, Ceng Yi is like a pilgrim, even if it is a storm of bones and souls, this spirit cannot be wiped out.
The flesh seems to have become a container, seemingly insignificant, even if it is broken, the will will never be extinguished.
Go against the wind!
I don't know how long it took, Ceng Yi set foot on the highest point of the plateau.
He took another step.
The world is changing again.
This is a cold ice field.
The cold temperature caused the exhaled air to instantly turn into ice **** and fall on the ground.
The cold temperature seems to freeze even the soul.
The face of Ceng Yi is covered with hoarfrost.
Between the sky and the earth, the snow is flying, and the cold wind is howling, as if to engulf this tiny figure.
In this icy world, Ceng Yi has already felt the body begin to become stiff, and the blood is about to freeze, as if it is about to freeze in the next moment.
Can't stop!
Ceng Yi knew that if he stayed for a while, he would be frozen and turned into an ice sculpture in this white world.
Snowflakes flew down and piled up on the person.
Dragging the heavy snow, keep moving forward.
I don't know how long it took, Ceng Yi crossed the ice field.
The hot temperature caused the ice and snow to melt away.
I looked up and saw that it was already an endless stretch of yellow sand.
A scorching sun hangs above the sky.
Looking around, the space is full of heat waves.
It seems that the space is distorted by the hot temperature.
Ceng Yi stepped up again and walked into this world of yellow sand.
Under this scorching temperature, the body's moisture is rapidly evaporating, and it seems that it will ignite spontaneously in the next moment.
Walking on the hot yellow sand, I don't know when the words on the shoes are already torn.
Walking barefoot on the hot yellow sand, my feet have already become blood-stained, and even pale bones can be seen.
The dark long hair, also because of the hot temperature, became dry, and finally fell. ,
The clothes on his body have begun to spontaneously burn.
Above the yellow sand, the figure that keeps moving forward, even if the body becomes dilapidated, it keeps moving forward.
He has forgotten the pain and the difficulties. Faith is the only driving force to support him.
I don't know how long it took, and he stepped up a step again.
The world is beginning to change again.
In the dim world, there are rotten dead trees all around.
On the broken ground, the roadside is covered with remnants and bones, like hell.
The pitch-black crow stood on the dead wood, whispering desperately.
Lonely, desperate, without a trace of life.
And the person walking on the ground is no longer what he used to be.
The body has long since disappeared, only this bone is left.
But even so, this humanoid skeleton is still moving forward.
In his hideous eyes, the burning flame is the only light in this lonely and desperate land.
The black crow was whispering, and there seemed to be a beast roaring in the abyss.
In the endless desperate hell, the bones are still moving forward.
He seems to have traveled through time, through the vicissitudes of life, and even on the bones, there are dense cracks, as if the next one will disappear.
In the sunken eye sockets, the two flames began to get smaller and smaller~IndoMTL.com~, getting weaker and weaker, and they might go out at any time.
In the end, he reached the end of the world.
There was a step there, and the bones trembled slightly and stepped on.
At that moment, the world changed.
A ray of sunlight penetrated the dim clouds, and brightly shed light on the earth.
The broken earth begins to heal, despair disappears, and vitality is restored!
The spring breeze was blowing on the earth, and buds began to appear on the dead wood.
The seeds in the ground are still growing, breaking through the thick soil, revealing green buds, rhizomes growing, green leaves spreading, and flower buds blooming.
And the white bones began to grow **** flesh.
Bone bones and meat, Nirvana is reborn!
......
Boom boom boom——
The sacred mountain, the top of the peak, the bells are endless!
This shocked everyone in the Sword God Palace.
Obviously it has been ringing ten times just now, why suddenly it started to ring.
Moreover, the continuous ringing of bells is deafening!
"What the **** happened?"
"Sword God Palace has never seen such a change in thousands of years!"
On the sacred mountain, everyone felt incredible.
And this change caused the nine great sword saints to gather on the summit.
In the Excalibur Palace, a quaint palace.
The figure stood under the huge stone sword.
Tsing Yi has white hair, she smelled the bell, turned around, her eyes seemed to penetrate time and space, and she saw the man standing on the top of the peak.
At this moment, she smiled.
After thousands of years of waiting, she finally waited for this person's arrival.
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