Chapter 125: A Long Way to Go
Chapter 125: The Road to Rendezvous
Originally, Song Yin felt strange.
With his eyes, the lake water between the ghost and the demon, both breath, but whether it is the component of the demon, or the component of the ghost, have not reached a critical point, although there is resentment, but that resentment is not the lake water self-generated, but something hard to add to the, it seems very strange.
But no matter how, that lake water is definitely changed.
“Protection?”
A yellow-faced man in the crowd stood out, his pupils filled with blood, and yelled there, “How can I protect? My mother, my wife, my children! All of them went into that lake, how can it say protect!”
“We are just waiting for the lake to summon us and die! If it really protects, why doesn’t it let us go! It’s obviously a harmful water, a harmful thing!!!”
“Damn you, how do you talk to my senior brother!”
Wang Qi Zheng gasped out a thick breath and glared at the man.
“What? Can you still not kill me? I won’t be able to die, and so are you now! In the end everyone is the same!” The man said without the slightest fear.
Wang Qizheng blew his beard and clenched his fists to go forward, but Song Yin shook his head and swung his hand, causing Wang Qizheng’s pace to stop.
“You guys were meant to die.”
Song Yin said in a deep voice: “It is only a lake, not a human being, rather than protecting you guys, it is protecting itself, and you guys are just a part of it, for it, recycling the life here and ensuring its own survival is the most crucial.”
“This grass, this wood, the creatures of this land, the life of this land, as long as the existence depends on it, will be ‘protected’ by it, and finally be collected into the water, because that lake, itself, has to live, and in order to fight against that kind of seed that can deprive it of life, it will only act in accordance with its instincts. ”
“So . We are hopeless?” The village chief asked.
Song Yin raised his hand and a ball of white fire appeared in it, while at the same time, a wisp of yellow wind appeared from his sleeve.
“I have two methods, one of which is the Great Dao Fire, which can restrain all methods, and the other is the Yellow Wind, which can break down life, as well as produce bones and flesh. But to you all, it is also useless.”
“If anything, in the beginning, I could save you all. But at this point, several years have passed, and you and others have not eaten or drunk for several years, if you are Qi Refiners, I still have a way. But you and the others are just mortals, once I start refining, your years will directly accelerate across three years, your bodies can’t withstand what they need for three years, and you will directly die.”
The village chief stared blankly at the orientation of the lake and muttered, “It’s only because, we planted the seeds…”
“Yes, just because of that, I’m sorry, our Golden Immortal Sect’s purpose is to help the world and save people, but now . I can’t save you guys either.”
Anger appeared in Song Yin’s eyes, and the flames in his hands rose by three points for no reason, “But that evil path, I won’t let it go!”
“Then let us remain here.” The village chief sighed, “Great Immortal, don’t worry about us, take Dr. Suzaku away.”
Song Yin was silent at this time, standing there for a long time.
Wang Qizheng thought that it was because his senior brother could not bear it, so he advised, “Senior brother, then take Suzaku away, how else can you manage if you can’t manage.”
Zhang Feixuan in the back froze and watched, suddenly thought of something, walked over and said, “Senior brother, could it be that you want that lake water…”
“Hmm.”
Song Yin closed his eyes and nodded, “The only way to leave this land unprotected is to refine that lake, but once it is refined .”
The latter words didn’t need to be said, everyone understood it very well.
Without the lake, these people’s years would be lifted just the same, and Song Yin had no way to preserve the people here.
The Great Dao Fire could refine everything, but it couldn’t satiate people.
Although the Yellow Wind could make bones and flesh, it could not withstand the erosion of the years.
Because they were only mortals
“I’m sorry, I’m only in the Qi Refining Realm, and I don’t have the Avatar of Reversing the Long River of Time.” Song Yin said.
The village chief looked towards the blank-eyed child that Song Yin was holding onto, shook his head, and said, “Great Immortal doesn’t need to blame himself, this matter originally had nothing to do with Great Immortal, but rather Great Immortal’s quick-wittedness, at this time, even if it’s to cajole us ah .”
“Golden Immortal disciples, do not do coaxing, I will not hide my purpose and deeds!”
Song Yin said with a straight face, “My senior sister is also trapped here, but she can live, so I want to save her. I also want to save you all, but I really don’t have the means.”
“Understood.”
The village chief nodded, “So this time, we will definitely die, right?”
“Yes. No matter how much you and the others try to stop me, I will definitely save the people… If I delay for a while, I won’t even be able to save my senior sister.” Song Yin said.
The village chief looked at the people in the village and said, “What do you think?”
“Live long enough anyway!”
The yellow-faced man looked at Song Yin, “You said that you’re going to execute the evil path that gave us the seeds?” “Must be killed!”
“Fine, trust you once, if I don’t kill him, I’ll haunt you as a ghost!” The man gritted his teeth.
“You motherfucker.”
Wang Qi Zheng was about to open his mouth to curse over, but looking at the man’s eyes, he suddenly couldn’t open his mouth.
“Dying ah, forget it, it’s almost time, it’s time, my husband, my mother, my children are all gone . It’s my turn.”
“It’s almost time, I also feel like I’m going to be summoned, after all, after holding out for so long, sooner or later I’m going to die, so I might as well get a new life.”
“Do I have incense? Can you burn paper for me when I die?”
A group of people were talking there, but the core meaning was obvious.
They were willing to die!
“This Great Immortal…”
The village chief arched his hand and said, “After we die, is it possible to set up a monument here, to tell about all this, and to let people know about our past, lest other people also fall into this situation. Of course, it would be best if we could have a clothes grave, and we won’t be forced to pay homage or anything during the New Year’s festivals.”
Song Yin opened his eyes and looked towards this group of people whose faces were starting to become candid, slowly speaking, “May.”
“Thank you Great Immortal.”
The village chief was the first to arch his hand, and the rest of the people, bowed in unison.
“Born and raised in this place, this lake treats us well, so be it. Folks, let’s send this body, to that lake.”
The village chief leaned on his walking stick, from the hands of Song Yin to take over the eyes of the godless child, but a pull, but did not pull.
“Da Xian, let go . This child, was meant to die.” The village chief said.
Song Yin’s other hand was clenched tightly into a fist, the back of his hand was covered in veins, his face was extremely grave, but in the end, he let go of his hand.
The village chief held his hand and led the people together towards that lake.
Song Yin just followed behind them, also step by step, watched them come to the lake.
The lake water is calm, jagged waves, under the sun flooded with lake light, if it is not the surrounding drought, look, but also just like an ordinary lake.
This group of people, one by one, walked into the lake, the first foot did not enter the lake, and then the calf, and then to the thigh.
At this time, there are already people whose shoulders are loose, whispering and sobbing.
Ultimately, it was death.
Not everyone can go to their deaths openly.
The village chief turned around at this time and arched his hand towards Song Yin again, “Great Immortal, don’t forget our appointment.”
Song Yin closed his eyes and shed clear tears.
Their bodies, not into the lake surface half, as if melted, their own clothes off in the lake surface floating, and people, has completely disappeared, and the lake water into one.
Song Yin stood there frozen, a long time without words.
Zhang Feixuan and Wang Qizheng looked at each other, no sadness or joy in their eyes.
The world was like this .
The death of mortals had been seen too many times.
And there was nothing tragic about this kind of death.
On the contrary, it was Gao Siju, who froze and looked at Song Yin at this time, with fluctuations in his eyes.
For the death of mortals . Why shed tears?
Back in those days, much was taken for granted .
“Brother?”
Zhang Feixuan saw Song Yin standing there motionless and cautiously said, “It’s time to do something.”
Song Yin opened his eyes, looked at the lake, and took a deep breath.
“We have a long way to go!”
(End of chapter)