Chapter 371 First Meeting 13
With an inexplicable regret, Gu Li slowly lost consciousness.
The Taihe Sword also shone brightly at this moment, suppressing the last trace of evil that attempted to rebel.
The old man, who had been holding back for a long time, finally couldn't hold back his tears. He stood up and staggered forward, wanting to approach his apprentice, but he didn't realize that someone had appeared in front of the Taihe Sword first.
The Taihe Sword, which still had some intelligence, trembled slightly when it saw that person, with some joy.
Ming leaned over and touched its fancy hilt, causing the Taihe Sword to rub against him intimately.
All the powerful people in the cultivation world present looked at this scene in amazement, with undisguised vigilance in their eyes.
A person who has never appeared in the cultivation world suddenly appeared at this time. The danger it represents can be imagined.
What makes these people even more frightened is that even if this person stands in front of them, they still can't feel the slightest breath of this person.
"Senior." Seeing that Taihe Sword does not reject this person, the old man stepped forward despite the suffocating feeling of being suppressed: "Do you know my disciple?"
Know?
Ming glanced at Gu Li's master lightly, and a barely detectable mockery flashed in his eyes.
Compared with this so-called master who didn't teach Gu Li much, he is more like Gu Li's master.
He named Gu Li, and there is his shadow in Gu Li's swordsmanship. Every year and every month, he would make a bowl of noodles for Gu Li.
But the girl he raised lost her true spirit for a group of inexplicable people.
He hated these people a little, but he couldn't do anything to the people protected by Gu Li.
When Ming's cold eyes fell on the people present, they felt as if they were being stared at by beasts, and it seemed that they would be completely destroyed in the next second.
Simply, before they collapsed, the man moved his sight away.
"I'll take her away." Ming's fingertips pointed out ripples in the air, and countless true spirits wrapped in golden light reunited at this moment.
The true spirit that should have been washed away in the past thousand years still retained Gu Li's instinct at this moment. It gently rubbed Ming's fingertips, just like every time it greeted Ming in the past.
She said, "Will you make me a bowl of noodles?"
She also said, "If I had known you wouldn't come every year, I wouldn't have waited for you."
Ming felt a dense pain in his heart, knowing that his friend would never drink and chat with him again like before, and he might never see her dancing with a sword again.
The great masters in the cultivation world were stunned for a moment as they watched this wonderful scene.
They had never heard of or seen such a thing, that a person whose soul had been scattered could be rescued.
How powerful is this person?
The old man couldn't help but have a glimmer of hope in his heart: "Senior, can my apprentice still be saved?"
Ming ignored him, but watched carefully as the last trace of Gu Li's true spirit merged into the small ball of light and disappeared in front of everyone.
The Taihe sword trembled slightly, as if trying to retain its owner's friend.
Ming brought his good friend back to his original body. The true spirit without the spiritual energy of this world melted rapidly when it came into contact with the aura of the divine world, just like ice and snow falling into hot water.
If Ming had not quickly wrapped Gu Li's true spirit with his own power, Gu Li would have no chance of reincarnation in a moment.
The little guy wrapped in the familiar aura jumped in fear, with a lingering look of fear.
Ming looked at the swaying little ball of light and couldn't help but smile.
This little guy, even in this state, could make him happy.
And how could he let his joy disappear?
Ming looked up at the fate line belonging to Gu Li, looking at her dense future fate, the sun, moon and stars suddenly appeared in his eyes.
There are countless strange gods living in the God Realm. They are immortal and happy under the blessing of fate.
One day, the Wheel of Fate, which had never moved before, suddenly made a tooth-grinding sound.
They saw the huge wheel slowly start to move, and saw countless destinies being stripped from the universe and returned to their own places after being woven. The Wheel
of Fate started to move from that day, day and night, until it stopped a hundred years later.
It was a night that was no different from the past. The gods, who were used to the noise made by the Wheel of Fate, were fishing in their homes.
Suddenly, the night was as bright as day.
When they looked at the sky curiously, they were horrified to find that the Wheel of Fate fell apart and new stars rose in it.
Fate collapsed, and fear flashed through the hearts of countless people. The oppression from fate made them feel anxious all day long, as if their future fate would also be destroyed with the shattering of the wheel of fate.
The stars rising from the broken wheel of fate flew into the starry sky under the support of countless brilliant fragments. After a long time, they finally hung next to the moon, and even domineeringly squeezed the moon a little.
Countless lines of fate surrounded her, taking over the fate that should have belonged to her, and taking over the unknown to herself.
The wheel of fate that had stood for tens of millions of years was extremely fragile at this moment, like colored glass, it broke into countless pieces as the lines of fate fell, and flew into countless worlds.
People who understand fate will never be able to control it.
I don't know who thought of this saying by a person who was a fellow fate lover in ancient times.
He said that he was just a bystander of fate.
But now, this bystander personally participated in the change of fate, and fate also punished him.
The people in the God Realm were panicked, and countless true spirits flew out towards the direction of the Wheel of Fate.
If the Wheel of Fate really collapsed, this world might collapse.
The God of Wine hurried out of his wine cellar and said angrily: "What is fate doing..."
Suddenly, his voice stopped abruptly,
and the world seemed to be silent for a moment. After those fragments of fate like flying snow flew into various worlds, they gathered back as if they were played in reverse.
If there is any difference, it is that those pure destinies are stained with other colors.
The fate that is not stained by fate chose to hold its own destiny at this moment and became a member of the masses.
He could no longer look down on all destinies, and no longer exist forever with the eternal existence of fate.
"He's crazy." Countless people murmured as they looked at the somewhat broken Samsara disk that had returned to its original position.
Ming was sitting in his own body, looking up at the star in the sky that was not tainted by fate, with a smile in his eyes.
He raised his hand and flicked the little star, causing the star that was not easy to mess with to jump in the sky.
"Gu Li." He called her name, causing the little star to turn away irritably, leaving him with the dark side of a planet.
Many fragments could not return to the body because of the entanglement of fate. Ming's condition was worse than ever, but the smile on his face was more brilliant than ever, with some relief.