Chapter 270 Cry for Me (Part 5)
Upon hearing this, Lin Chuyue and Drunken Sword Taoist hurriedly evacuated.
Lu Ye closed his eyes, and a blue light suddenly bloomed on his body.
The endless blue transformed into points of light all over the sky, rushing towards the entire fourth heaven. Intense sorrow rose and fell between heaven and earth.
At first, the monk in normal state didn't feel anything, but many pessimistic scenes flashed through his mind.
There is a group of people who are different.
These people were none other than the group of strong men who had been burned to death by Lu Ye's Nine-Day Fire Burning World Array, as well as their relatives and friends.
Not long ago, they were crying for the death of their relatives and friends.
The mood has just calmed down.
The result is now...
Some people were practicing when a strong sense of sorrow suddenly came over them. The scene of their father turning into ashes appeared in their minds uncontrollably.
"puff!"
A large mouthful of blood spurted out, energy surged, and there was even a tendency for him to go crazy.
"Brother!"
A loud and mournful cry echoed throughout the entire sect!
"Come back, I miss you, I miss you, wuwuwu..."
There are people at a party.
Suddenly there was a cry of grief.
“Master, wuwuwu…”
Everyone was stunned.
"Fellow Daoist Yuanshang is truly a man of great affection and sentiment. I am also moved by him. Wuwuwu..."
"Ah, why are you crying? It's normal for Master Yuanshang to cry, why are you crying? Once you cry, I can't help crying too, wuwuwu..."
This time, it was a complete mess.
The cries were sad and quickly became one.
Some people were crying for the death of their master, while others didn’t know why they were crying, but they were just crying.
The fairies still dancing on the dance floor could see this, dancing with their graceful bodies while looking at each other.
What's going on?
No, if you start crying like this, should we still dance?
No, what’s wrong with you Taoists?
Each of these dancers has a tragic life story: a gambling father, a seriously ill mother, a sword-practicing brother, and a broken self.
They didn't cry, but you who are high and mighty and clinking glasses started crying.
You have to give money even if you cry!
If you don't give me money...
The dancers thought of this possibility for a moment, and suddenly felt sad. They were weak and powerless. If these high-ranking Taoist priests really didn't give them money, they would be completely helpless.
They are so miserable!
“Mmmmm…”
…
"Master's wife, Master has just left, and we are doing such an outrageous thing. I really feel sorry for Master. I am not a human being, I am not a human being!"
"Wuwuwu, please go down. I also feel sorry for your master. This is all my fault. If I hadn't been unable to bear the loneliness, such a big mistake wouldn't have happened. Wuwuwu..."
"Master's wife, please don't say that. The more you say that, the more guilty I feel. Ah, I feel so uncomfortable. I am in so much pain!"
"Why don't you come down~"
"Your legs are wrapped around me and I can't get down. I really can't get down..."
The two men were originally fighting.
But as they were fighting, they all started crying.
"Pause for a moment? Wuwuwu..."
"Okay, I'll fight you after I finish crying..."
The two stopped fighting and stood in safe places, wiping their tears and blowing their noses.
Why are you crying for no reason?
After crying, all the murderous intent and fighting spirit are gone. How can we fight?
In the Eastern Wasteland, sorrow is everywhere.
It is really a place of sorrow and sadness.
Everybody was crying, crying loudly.
My heart aches, I hang my head and stamp my feet, I want to stop but cannot!
Soon, this feeling of sadness and misery continued to spread.
Nanman and various hidden monsters cried bitterly, not understanding why they had to hide in the mountains when they were so powerful.
Every sect was crying so hard that they couldn't stop.
Ximo was crying, crying about why he was so pitiful, spending every day in the desert without even seeing a blade of green grass.
Beihan was also crying, it was so cold, so cold.
The crying was deafening.
"Don't cry, don't cry. We are cultivators of our generation. We have a firm faith in the Dao and are constantly striving to improve ourselves. Woo woo woo, it's too difficult. Cultivation is really too difficult. I can't do it. I can't do it!"
"I'm not sad at all, please stop crying, because if you cry, I'll want to cry too!"
"No, there must be something wrong. Let me check it out. Wuwuwu..."
We cried for half an hour, and everyone's eyes were red.
"No more crying, everyone calm down and don't cry!"
"Stop crying!"
Someone sniffed and couldn't help sobbing again.
This soft sob immediately triggered a new wave of crying.
The crying was deafening.
It seemed that Lu Ye heard the huge cry from the sky thousands of miles away.
My goodness, who is crying so loudly? He must be a strong man.
Lin Chuyue's eyes were blurred with tears, but she actually lived a very happy life and did not have any big regrets.
But what happens?
She is about to cry!
The Drunken Sword Taoist drank heavily, crying as he drank.
Look at Lu Ye, who immediately helped to resolve the Dark Cult and independently resolved the Cave of Sorrow. Then look at me? As the leader of Tianmen, I am in a daze and can't solve anything.
It’s so simple, it’s just impossible to describe it!
I can only drink to drown my sorrows and cry bitterly.
The whole world is crying.
“Drip, wuwuwu…”
Um?
"Ding, why are you crying?"
"Ding, sister, host."
Well, even Heaven is crying.
The Human Emperor Banner was trembling.
"What's wrong? Are you crying too?" Lu Ye asked while looking at the Human Emperor Banner.
"Master... Master, hiccup, s--"
Land...
This is just for support.
The blue light bloomed and merged into the heaven and earth, and was then quickly purified by the heaven and earth.
As long as this feeling of sadness does not accumulate, the solution is very simple.
"Ding, Tiandao, pour!"
"Ding, got it!"
The lines on Lu Ye's brow glowed with light, and in a moment, Lu Ye became swollen again.
At the same time, Lin Chuyue and Drunken Sword Taoist also received rewards from heaven.
The land is rapidly refined.
The aura increased wildly.
But Lu Ye felt a little regretful because there was only one problem left to be solved.
You can only get one more irrigation at most, and you still need to work hard on your own after that.
The eighth level of Tongtian Realm!
The ninth level of Tongtian Realm!
The tenth level of Tongtian Realm!
I haven’t reached the limit yet, let’s break through one more level!
Reaching the eleventh level of Tongtian Realm in one breath, Lu Ye felt that he really understood the true meaning of Tongtian Realm. The power can reach the sky, and the Tao can reach the sky!
When the reward from Heaven was almost digested, Lu Ye immediately released the Suzaku True Fire, and large pieces of natural treasures were thrown into it.
It is better to do it today than to wait for a day. Today he broke through to the spiritual realm and condensed his sixth life.
The Suzaku true fire is burning fiercely.
The natural treasures quickly turned into liquid medicine, which intertwined to form a pill the size of a fist.
Lu Ye opened his mouth and swallowed it.
Phew…it’s so hot!
breakthrough!