After crossing the alley, I was still running, running non-stop, but there was a kind of sadness in my heart that almost burst my whole heart. I had no body at this time, but I also felt that there was a warm blood in me.

The gurgling flow in my body made me feel hot all over.

"I suddenly realized that I was really not that scared anymore. Just like after I became literate, I always didn't believe it when I read the biographies of heroes. How could someone not be afraid of death? But now I understand, so I don't believe it at all.

I'm not afraid anymore, sometimes death can be very meaningful." It was Zhu Zhuo who spoke in my arms.

Perhaps those tragic scenes gave it a different understanding of life. Even if this understanding comes hundreds of years after its death, it is not too late to understand it.

My voice was trembling a little, and I said to Zhu Zhuo as I ran: "But no one has written a biography for them."

"Why do you need others to write, and why do you need to care about other people's eyes and praises? I finally understand that writing to myself is a kind of satisfaction and a complete life." Zhu Zhuo replied to me.

This kid, no, to be precise, an old ghost who has lived for hundreds of years, said such profound words to me for the first time.

I am speechless, but I am very happy to understand it. The Tao is everywhere, even in the human heart. Why should others enlighten me? Think about it in life, settle it, and maintain a positive and kind heart. You can enlighten yourself too.

Transform yourself.

The sound of wind, footsteps, and running continued. The grief was finally ripped away from the chest and spread throughout the body, but turned into a wave of courage to move forward.

In silence, more than half an hour later, we ran to the next formation!

Although it is a complete imitation of the Yang world, forming a dream space of its own, in fact, the spirit state is still a spirit state, and the speed is still impossible to be the same as when there was a Yang body. Running from one side of the city to another, with a Yang body

At that time, it might have taken several hours, but here, it was done in just over half an hour.

This is another street. The formation is under a large black tree with tangled roots in the center of the street.

Like the previous street, this place is also empty and there are no ghosts. Of course, there are no men in black robes either. There is only the lingering green smoke and light smoke dust after the battle.

The corpses of the men in black robes lay scattered on this street, or this is just a manifestation in a dream. In fact, death in the spiritual state means that the soul is scattered and no longer exists.

I don't feel sad for these men in black robes. My sadness only comes from the fact that among these corpses, there are more than a dozen figures of monks and Taoists, all lying on the ground, and there is no trace of life anywhere.

"Amitabha, why can't you let me give them a salvation?" Jue Yuan's white monk's robes were fluttering in the wind filled with smoke and dust. His voice was sad, and his eyes were already covered with red threads.

"Perhaps, their choice at this moment is the best way to save themselves. They have left here. Maybe God will not let their souls fly away, but give them a chance to reunite their souls and start a new page.

." I said in a low voice.

"It is possible that they can afford it." Jue Yuan's expression improved slightly. This possibility is a discussion and an estimate between the Buddhist and Taoist families on what the state of the soul will be like after the soul is gone. In fact, there is no such thing.

method to prove.

However, it can be used to comfort the living.

"Why are you stopping me from fighting?" Hui Gen'er's voice sounded behind me. I have always known that this kid has been unhappy ever since I forcibly called him away.

I habitually put my hand on Hui Gen'er's bald head and said calmly: "Carrying their hopes and doing what they want us to do is more important than fighting side by side with them. If things

Not completing it is the greatest blasphemy against their sacrifice, don’t you understand?”

Hui Gen'er's body was trembling slightly, but she nodded slightly, bit her lip and said, "I just can't help it, I feel sad."

I don't blame Hui Gen'er. He has a pure heart. For him to understand the heavy and painful things, it takes time to accumulate. Just like the moment I saw Lao Hui's back, I understood the meaning of sacrifice. There is no sacrifice.

What should people do.

We were silent for a while. In this silence, a weak voice suddenly sounded in our ears: "Quick Formation Eye"

I turned around in surprise and saw that in a remote corner of the building next to the big black tree, there was a figure leaning there, looking at us weakly.

It was a great monk, his robes stained red with blood. He was leaning there feebly, looking like he might not be able to hold on at any moment.

Doctors have the heart of a parent. The one who ran at the front this time was Brother Chengxin. He strode over, helped the great monk up, briefly checked on his condition, and shook his head at us with some sadness.

"Elixirs naturally have medicinal qualities. You can follow me into this space, but there is no medicine suitable for him! If I were in the Yang world, I might still be able to save him," Brother Chengxin explained to us.

Another sad emotion spread in my heart. I suppressed it, grabbed the great monk's shoulders and said seriously to him: "Hold on, we can save you when we destroy this city."

"

"No need." The great monk smiled faintly and said, "Save me and turn me into a ghost again? I should have been reincarnated long ago. I know my own situation clearly. I saw all the friends who fought alongside me just now floated into the sky.

, they are very happy, and I want to go too.”

As if he was having a flashback, he said these words in one breath, very easily, without any pause, and with a yearning smile on his face.

A group of us couldn't describe this sadness. We ran to various points safely, except for a little trouble at the beginning. This kind of peace was bought for us by their own sacrifices.

It even consumed a certain amount of inner city strength, clearing some obstacles for the road ahead for us.

"Don't say that." My voice trembled in sadness, but apart from this sentence, I couldn't think of anything else to say.

"You are the opportunity that Master Hongren said, I know! Can you let me see how the formation is activated? I want to see it." The great monk said to me in a low voice.

I nodded, gently let go of his shoulder, then pulled off an agarwood bead on my wrist, walked under the big tree, determined the position of the formation, and solemnly put down the bead.

There was still a muffled sound of "boom", and cracks began to appear in the sky. The great monk looked at it infatuatedly, until the purple-red cracks appeared in the sky, a smile appeared on his face, and he murmured

He murmured: "It's been many, many years. Even though it's not the blue sky and white clouds, it's still so beautiful."

We were so sad and speechless, but he didn't even look at us. He just stared at the crack infatuatedly, and then whispered: "It's so beautiful." Then his whole body stopped breathing.

Brother Chengxin stretched out his hand to wipe his eyes and let him close them. Perhaps he was unlucky and could not laugh and float into the sky with his comrades who lived and died together. He was also lucky and saw the meaning of his sacrifice.

"He's dead." Brother Chengxin's voice sounded in the street. My nose was so sore that I couldn't look at the tragic scene on the street anymore. I could only cast my eyes on the distant horizon and bite hard.

Hold your lower lip and force yourself to calm down.

There was another purple sky, and we took the third step.

The wind blew, and the sound of swallowing was the last elegy for the hero. I turned around and picked up Zhu Zhuo, saying: "Let's go to the next place. There are two more places. We can win in the outer city."

For the first time, when I mentioned the word victory, I found that my mouth was full of bitterness. Victory is sacrifice, but victory is also the hope of more people. No matter how bitter and tragic it is, we must still be on this bloody road.

Move forward.

The fourth formation eye

The fifth formation eye

Along the way, the more sacrifices we witnessed, the more the blood boiled in our hearts. Fortunately, apart from the people we met for the first time, only the great monk was able to see the purple-red sky with his own eyes. No matter what, that

It is always the sky of the Yang world.

However, I will use actions to prove that their sacrifice is not meaningless!

I solemnly put down the last agarwood bead belonging to the outer city. This is the most remote place in the outer city, similar to the suburbs. There is a gray lawn here, and the last formation is here.

As the last agarwood bead was put down, the familiar muffled sound sounded again, but this time the sky was different, and the cracks began to expand infinitely.

We stared blankly at the sky, watching the purple-red crack appear under the crack, and then watching the crack begin to expand, and the other four cracks also began to expand!

Finally, with a roar, they connected together in random directions. Looking from a distance, using these five points as edges, the sky in the middle part of the city seemed to be broken.

At this time, a burst of angry laughter came from the east, rushing towards us with extreme anger.
Chapter completed!