Chapter 414: The Savior is not just one person

After Wei Zhi left, Lin Du entered a life of reading, taking medicine, and sleeping. He was like a mortal in the sect every day.

The fallen god fragments disappeared, but the evil demons still existed. In order to survive, they began to attack spiritual cultivation more and more frequently.

Later, Cang suddenly realized that Lin Du was right to choose not to disclose the source of the sealed demonic energy.

Once it was made public, the real sinner of the contemporary generation was Lin Du.

They would not see that after the source of the demonic energy was sealed, the artificial demons had no subsequent raw materials, and the demon tide that should have appeared in the past hundred years would be delayed and suppressed, reducing the area of ​​the city that was polluted, trampled, and massacred. They would not see the speed of the erosion of the rules of heaven slowing down, but only frequent demon attacks on people.

Lin Du's body was not strong enough to carry such a heavy pot. Hou Cang

often saw that figure in the sect these days, walking down the steps of the study with a lantern in the middle of the night. The figure was silent among the overlapping green barriers, like a hollow bamboo.

She walked towards the forbidden area alone. On the table in the study, there were countless official reports on the border between Zhongzhou and the demon tribe. Those papers were not smooth enough, and she must have read them many times in her hands.

Those straight words mixed with Lin Du's figure intertwined with the shadows of the trees on the ground, and inexplicably became gloomy.

Sometimes he would see Wei Zhi waiting for her under the study, with a tattered book in one hand and a pot of honey fruit wine in the other. He

didn't look serious.

Hou Cang, however, just glanced at her and said nothing more.

He was slow-witted, not stupid. After a long time, he came to his senses. In fact, there was a precedent for Wei Zhi asking Lin Du if she regretted that day.

In the forbidden peach forest in the past, Wei Zhi once asked, "If you were, would you be willing to sacrifice your life for the cause?"

At that time, Lin Du's answer was yes.

A few months ago, Lin Du used half of her life to wipe out the Fallen Angels, and she was almost determined to sacrifice her life for the cause.

So after Lin Du did all this, Wei Zhi came back and asked her if she regretted it?

Lin Du's answer was no regrets.

At that time, Wei Zhi said, "If the sky falls, the tall ones will hold it up," and it was not an empty talk.

What Wei Zhi said at that time was true. The

one who really had to hold up the sky was Wei Zhi.

What he said with a smile on the isolated island that day, "Your backbone is not strong enough," was also true.

Lin Du put down his pen and rubbed his temples tiredly. Chu Guanmeng lay beside him, basking in the moonlight. "Is this what you call reading books without using your brain?" "

It's okay to fool others, but don't fool yourself."

Seeing Lin Du start to pack up, Baimao Bingzi reluctantly grew limbs and climbed up with difficulty. "Is that monk coming today? Will he bring me wine?"

"I don't know. After all, with his current strength, it will take him a long time to go back and forth from the Buddhist temple."

Lin Du stood up calmly and picked up the glass lamp. Han Yueling climbed up the pole and lit the candle inside with fire.

Chu Guanmeng did this set of procedures naturally, but he could clearly feel that Lin Du's eyes dimmed.

It silently wrapped around her hand. Lin Du was completely unable to use her spiritual power this time. The meridians in her body were paralyzed and shrunken by the power of rules. It would take some time to recover. These spiritual tools also needed spiritual power to open, which she couldn't do.

Probably because of this, she now needs to carry a lantern to walk at night.

As soon as Lin Du walked out of the door, he saw the person standing at the bottom of the steps of the study.

"What did you move today?"

Lin Du walked down the steps and walked side by side with Wei Zhi.

"Wine, and a dozen bottles of spiritual liquid." Wei Zhi coughed lightly, "I picked up a few Sanskrit Thunder Bamboos and planted them under the peak. They can protect you from lightning and improve your luck. They are good things."

"If you don't know, you would think you are on an ant moving trip." Lin Du commented sincerely, "Didn't the Tantric Sect keep you here?"

"It would be no good for them if I died. If I have to die, I have to die in the source of the demonic energy." Wei Zhi said calmly, "It's not like we emptied the sect. You haven't seen the Tantric Buddhist temple, have you?"

"The temple is full of gods and Buddhas wrapped in gold and silver, piled with jade and beads, glass agate, pearls and corals, and all kinds of natural treasures."

He said lightly, "When I was preaching, many offerings were left in the Tantric Buddhism. Now it's just a matter of taking them back one by one."

Lin Du nodded perfunctorily, "Master, when do you plan to move the natural treasures from the Tantric Buddhism?"

"Move until you think it's enough, otherwise, you can go and ask for it yourself." Wei Zhi looked down at the shadows of the two people under his feet.

The light of the glass lamp was dim, and the shadows of the two people swayed with it, like a broken candle in the wind.

"Did they allow you to take those because your body is no longer strong enough to repair the old injuries?" After Lin Du finished speaking, he felt that he shouldn't use his brain too much. If people don't use their brains, they will lose their emotional intelligence when talking.

Wei Zhi saw her steps stutter, and he also paused, "You can't hide anything."

Lin Du didn't respond, and the words brushed his sleeve and fell to the ground.

The sword mark that Yan Ye gave him in a fit of anger, such a long time has passed, but there is still a faint scar. Lin Du has always had good eyesight.

For cultivators, scars are either strange and fatal injuries, or they no longer have the spiritual power to repair them.

Yan Ye knows his limits, so it can only be the latter. Wei Zhi

's cultivation is still there, and for the sake of the contradictions in his body, he swallowed the dragon at the risk of his life and sought the cold moon stone to offset the backlash of the extreme cold and heat. In the end, when he was calm, he couldn't control his own spiritual energy to repair the scars on his hands.

At first, Lin Du didn't believe that Wei Zhi could fight him on equal terms, but now he understood.

This man had indeed never broken the precept of lying.

"I calculated roughly, if all the materials are complete, the success rate is 50%." Lin Du paused, "But give me some time, wait until I can use my consciousness, and then calculate it."

Wei Zhi said calmly, "Don't rush, we'll talk about it after we recover."

"I brought you wine and spiritual liquid, not to urge you to recover your consciousness quickly, but so that you can at least drink it before going to bed so that you can fall asleep calmly, and not toss and turn and be unable to fall asleep because of such a heavy heart when you have to live according to the schedule of ordinary people."

He tilted his head and looked at the dark circles under Lin Du's eyes, "It's time to rest, we'll talk about it tomorrow."

Lin Du looked at his back as he wanted to leave first, and said two words, "Lin Tuan."

Wei Zhi paused and turned around, "What happened?"

"He faced the rapids and sacrificed his life for his cause." Lin Du simply said a fragment of something that was not a complete sentence.

Wei Zhi took a step back and turned around, "Why her? Didn't you ask about Hou Cang before?"

Lin Du shook his head, "I don't know."

This is a mystery that she has not yet guessed.

She hadn't guessed it in her previous life either.

"Lin Du." Wei Zhi reached out and took the glass lantern that she was holding unsteadily. "Since you know everything, how can you not figure it out? You are not the only one in this world who has to bear that responsibility."

"There is not only one savior."

"The backbone of one person cannot support the whole world. You are the mainstay and the leader, but there are tens of millions of people who are willing to straighten their backs. You may be the first one to straighten your back, but you will not be the last one."

"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have thought that there really is such a person..."

He smiled, "a little madman who doesn't want to live, but wants everyone to live."

"It should be lucky to be friends with someone like you."

"If there is really someone in this world who can become a saint, I think it should be you."

Lin Du didn't say anything for a while, and Wei Zhi walked in front of her with the lantern.

That was her way back to Luoze Cave Mansion.

Wei Zhi suddenly felt his hand burning. He lowered his head and found that it was the fire that Han Yueling had lit that was burning and swaying. It passed through the hollow glass lampshade and almost licked his hand.

He continued to move forward without looking back, but counted the steady but extremely light footsteps of the people behind him. When he raised his head, he suddenly remembered a sentence from the Buddhist scriptures that he had memorized when he was young.

A person with desires is like holding a torch and walking against the wind. He will surely burn his hands.