Chapter 384: Seeing Zhao Ming Again with Tears
"Lingxiang...you must be safe!"
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She couldn't remember how many times the nightmare had come back. Lingxiang could only watch Maidong slaughtering Yuanqing's disciples over and over again. Zhenren Zhaoming's heart was torn out again and again.
Not knowing whether she was numb or had given up, Lingxiang just sat quietly on the bluestone slab in front of the hall, her eyes red, but she watched Maidong repeat the killing again and again.
His lips were cracked and bleeding, his throat was tearing and painful, and when he opened his mouth, all he could hear was heavy gasping for breath.
Lingxiang wished that this was just a dream. After waking up, she could still see Maidong smiling as usual, and could still chat and argue with Master Zhaoming. But she was too tired, so tired that she didn't even dare to hope for it.
Everything around was gradually corroded by inexplicable rust, losing its original color, and the sky and the earth were all yellow-brown.
These are entropy, and its spread is entropy increase, which means that Maidong's consciousness is on the verge of collapse and there is no room for maneuver.
And the spiritual fragrance will sink into this chaos and become the rusted part, forever and ever, unable to escape.
Looking at the familiar Wuji Palace, Lingxiang wished that those senior brothers were really in the palace, and suddenly appeared amid the countless cries, saving Maidong, saving Master Zhaoming, and saving everyone.
But she also understood that it was nothing but delusion in despair.
Entropy grew, corroding the entire Wuji Hall like a pile of scrap metal, its former grandeur fading. And entropy, seemingly unsatisfied, continued to spread through the cracks in the bricks, reducing even Master Zhaoming to a rusted statue.
In the end, he was too blind. If he had not acted rashly and broke into Maidong's sea of consciousness, Maidong's consciousness would not have been destroyed.
It's her fault!
It's her fault!
If possible, she would like to let everything that happened to Maidong happen to herself, and let her bear the endless sins for Maidong.
But what can we do? It's too late!
Lingxiang heaved a long sigh and no longer cared about the entropy that was getting closer and closer. She just knelt and looked up at the yellow sky and floating clouds. Then she closed her eyes resignedly and waited for her fate to come in the dim red.
A breeze blew by, ruffling Lingxiang's messy hair. A figure came with the wind and stood beside Lingxiang.
The figure was a little plump, but stood straight, holding a whisk in one hand and stroking Lingxiang's head naturally with the other hand.
Lingxiang slowly opened her eyes, took a quick glance, and then closed them again.
"Senior Brother Zhao Ming..." Lingxiang murmured, "Is my time finally coming to an end?"
There was no response. The touch on her head reminded Lingxiang of her childhood. At that time, although Master Zhaoming was always frowning, he would also touch her so gently.
wrong!
Lingxiang frowned, suddenly opened her eyes, and looked at the burly figure beside her again, staring at him for a long time, while Master Zhaoming also looked at her kindly.
"Senior Brother Zhao Ming?" Puzzlement was revealed in the hoarse voice.
Lingxiang tried to stand up, but her legs were corroded by entropy, and she couldn't move at all. She didn't care about her current embarrassment and reached out to pull at the sleeve of Master Zhaoming's robe.
It’s Senior Brother Zhao Ming!
It’s really Senior Brother Zhao Ming!
Lingxiang couldn't contain her inner ecstasy. She looked at the familiar face with sore eyes and held Master Zhaoming's sleeves even tighter.
Master Zhao Ming smiled indulgently and flicked his whisk. The entropy that imprisoned the spiritual fragrance shattered and splashed like glass, and the entropy spreading from all around was also reduced a lot.
"You've suffered, little junior sister."
The deep voice instantly made Lingxiang's eyes fill with tears. She threw herself into the arms of Master Zhaoming and cried loudly, as if she wanted to cry out all the grievances.
Zhenren Zhaoming was not in a hurry. He just patted Lingxiang's back gently, allowing her to vent the grievances in her heart.
"Brother... I missed you so much..." Lingxiang looked up at Master Zhaoming, tears streaming down her face, "I'm sorry I couldn't save you..."
Master Zhao Ming smiled and shook his head, gently wiping away the tears from Lingxiang's face.
"Silly girl, what nonsense are you talking about? Have you read all the books in the pavilion in vain?" Master Zhao Ming ruffled Lingxiang's messy hair. "Everything is predestined, everything is predetermined. How can you blame yourself for this calamity?"
"But...but..." Lingxiang still felt that it was her fault that she couldn't save Master Zhaoming.
At that time, Lingxiang was holding the life-extending pill she had taken from Zhao Wuyang, but Master Zhao Ming was already dead, so the life-extending pill was ineffective. The life-saving pill in her hand was also unable to save Zhao Ming. After all, as a human fire spirit, his heart had been crushed, and even if he was saved, he could not escape the fate of death.
Didn’t Bi Gan, whose seven-orifice heart was dug out, also end up dying in the market?
So Lingxiang has been feeling guilty and frustrated over the years - no matter how much she knows about alchemy or how much she is proficient in medical techniques, she is ultimately powerless.
etc……
Disaster?
Lingxiang, immersed in sadness, suddenly raised her head and looked at Master Zhaoming inquiringly, but she only saw a kind face with a smile. Seeing this, Lingxiang couldn't help but frown and was lost in thought.
Cultivators will experience tribulations, and facing tribulations is an essential part of spiritual practice. When a person reaches a certain level of cultivation, they will naturally experience tribulations. Those with advanced cultivation can also foresee their own tribulations in advance and properly avoid them.
Although Master Zhaoming's cultivation wasn't as profound as Master Shangqing, Master Qianyuan, and Master Chengxin, he was still able to fight Master Donghui to a draw. With his cultivation, he could easily predict disasters and it was impossible for him not to know about the impending calamity, unless...
Lingxiang was startled and looked at Master Zhaoming again. Although she still had a smile on her face, there was more approval in her eyes.
It’s actually like this!
Looking in the direction where Master Zhaoming was pointing, he saw Master Zhaoming, who had turned into a rusty statue in the corridor of Wuji Palace. He was twisting the seals with his hands and pointing his fingers between the collarbones of Maidong, who was also imprisoned by entropy.
It’s the seal that seals the door and protects the heart!
Zhao Ming Zhenren's heart was still in Mai Dong's hand, but at that moment he made a complicated hand gesture of sealing the door and protecting the heart!
Lingxiang looked at Master Zhaoming behind her again, her brows furrowed and her expression restrained.
He said that with Brother Zhao Ming's cultivation level, it was impossible for him to be ambushed by Mai Dong. It turned out that he had anticipated this disaster a long time ago, but still chose to sacrifice himself to save Mai Dong!
"Fifth Senior Brother..."
Lingxiang choked with sobs, but didn't know what to say. She just looked at Master Zhaoming with tears in her eyes.
"Junior Sister, you would be ashamed if you had a guilty conscience, but you are doing something righteous, so why should you be ashamed? Providing medical advice and saving lives is like doing good and upholding morality. Nothing is in vain. As the saying goes, 'Do your best, and leave the rest to fate.' Only by doing your best will you avoid regrets in the future."
"This world belongs to the young. My brother's life span of several hundred years is more than enough. There is no need to feel sad about it. Being able to pave the way for the younger generation is not in vain."
Looking at Master Zhaoming's bright eyes, the haze in Lingxiang's heart was instantly dispelled. She took a long breath, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and nodded heavily.
yes!
"I'm sorry to have made you laugh, brother."
She had already made up her mind, yet she still needed Fifth Senior Brother to persuade her. She was truly obsessed.
It was just a mere increase in entropy, a recurring nightmare. What good would that do? If I gave up, how could I be worthy of Master Zhao Ming's selfless sacrifice?
Lingxiang turned around and looked at Maidong again. This time, she would never lose to this nightmare!
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