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Chapter 173: Sorrow (End of Volume 1)

No matter when, no matter where, no matter who is doing what, Shi Yu knows nothing about it. He is still falling repeatedly in silence and blankness with his eyes closed, time, space, life, eternity, everything.

Everything has lost its meaning. I can only keep recalling my past and keep examining Qingxi's gifts.

Qingxi's memories were so complicated that they were hastily stuffed into Shi Yu's mind, as if they were thrown into an endless book, rather than being directly engraved in Shi Yu's soul.

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The most recent memory is also the most profound impression. Shi Yu kept sketching in his mind the scene when Qingxi pushed him away. It was dark and dark at that time, with nothing to see. He could only keep guessing and remembering it in his mind.

Sister Qingxi stretched out her arms and pushed herself away hastily. Half of her body was torn into pieces in the sky, and half of her body was ground in the corridor. Her two eyes that should be bright and bright were filled with endless sadness and pain. She didn't look at herself, only looked at herself.

The clear pool that turned into mist.

"Shi Yu...run away...never come back..." As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Qingxi sobbing in front of his eyes and heard her wailing in his ears.

Shi Yu didn't want to forget it and kept sketching it in his mind, but Qingxi's painful appearance at the last moment still became darker and darker as he fell deeper and deeper and for longer.

Oh, there is also a happy face, the red lips that almost fit the other man, yes, I thought I would never forget them, but now they are also mottled.

Now, all he could see was darkness, all he could hear was silence, and everything in his mind was gone.

Shi Yu didn't notice that every time something was blurred in his memory, it was because there was a silver hair as thin as an ox's hair stuck in his dim soul. Whenever he forgot someone, there was also a silver hair that jumped out of his mind.

out.

The world soul suspended on the side of the soul in the soul sea moved slightly, as if to react, but finally stopped because there was no control from Shi Yu.

Finally, Shi Yu, who had forgotten everything, closed his eyes tightly and never woke up again. His soul was covered with silver hairs. Qing Xi's memory was not enough to detect.

It was still that void, with Shi Yu lying quietly on top of a ruin, yes, a ruin.

The spiritual scroll composed of dots and lines that were usually entangled and connected is now spread quietly in the void, no longer taking shape or being born.

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Machine. Broken into sections, shattered into sections, scattered into a layer of embers.

Shi Yu never woke up, he just lay sleeping in the ruins. No one appeared except him, not even the giant eyes that scolded him before.

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In the world of Shenyu, there is only a piece of scorched earth.

Lu Yan's lonely and thin figure stood on the once bustling road, squinting at the windy and sandy sky.

There are no sun, moon and stars, no mountains and rivers, no grass, scales and feathers.

Everything has fallen and been destroyed.

The mysterious world that was once forbidden to enter, the supreme glory that once looked down upon all worlds, is now just a piece of blackened earth and stone.

The traces left by the great war are still clearly identifiable. Here are the remains burned by the sky fire, and there are the cracks caused by the divine power. In the vast and boundless Shenyu Continent, there is not even a single piece of flat and intact land.

The boundary wall of Shenyu Realm has been torn into pieces, and the energy of chaos is constantly invading this great realm. The only remaining continent is constantly peeling off its edges and being swallowed by the licking chaos.

Maybe a thousand years, maybe a hundred years, Shenyu is like countless great worlds that have prospered and declined, born in chaos and returning to chaos.

"Where? Where?" Lu Yan said to herself, looking around and finding no trace of anyone.

"It's clear that an unknown person has returned here, but where is he?" Lu Yan secretly caught some of the lone Shenyu traitors and asked for some clues.

He only vaguely knew that Yu Tong had searched for a person in the final stage of the war. Although he did not find him, Yu Tong also asserted that the person would definitely die. After that, Mo Yudan sent an investigation order to Wanjie to find a person named Shi.

The monk of Yu.

"Temple? Ruined temple?" Lu Yan's gaze was unreserved, exploring every corner of the ruined world. But apart from this small piece of land, there was nothing else anywhere.

Squatting down, Lu Yanzai carefully looked at every piece of debris and every grain of dust, hoping to find some remnants of the palace. Unfortunately, she was disappointed. All the dust that could be peeled off the ground looked the same.

They have all been burned into powder by the fierce fire.

How much do you hate this big world? Not even a trace of the past is allowed to exist. Xiyue also fell, and Tianqing even more

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Decadence, at least, there are still some remnants, but what else does this Shen Yu have?

The remains of Shen Yu that Lu Yan saw were more dilapidated and lifeless than what Shi Yu saw last. It was obvious that Yu Tong was wreaking havoc here again, destroying the world that once imprisoned him even more completely.

"Well, we can only go to the Wood Spirit Realm to see where Shi Yu became a real monk. Maybe it's not an accident." Lu Yan stood up and sprinkled the sand in her hands.

Dark Valley, Red Mountain, Lingxiao Tree, every place Shi Yu walked through, Lu Yan walked step by step.

There are still countless monks struggling at the bottom who are busy, and still no one has obtained a Lingxiao Fruit or a trace of the root of the world.

Lu Yan tried her best to climb up to the top of the Five Thousand Miles Lingxiao Tree. She stood on the tree branch and looked up at the endless branches and leaves flying towards the sky. She looked back with a bitter smile even though her body was covered with bruises.

She didn't know that there was another person lying quietly in the center of the Wood Spirit World, waiting for the answer she was looking for, waiting for the young man to come back with the answer.

Panxuan Realm, Four Spirit Realm, Yunling Realm, even Golden Spirit Realm, and Wilderness Realm, Lu Yan traveled to all the realms that had even the slightest connection with Shi Yu, and even saw the opportunity to give Nv Jie a lesson.

, and always found nothing.

Lu Yan is in seclusion and has no idea when she will appear again.

Ye Da woke up, Ye Er woke up, and Kui San woke up. The three brothers' wild laughter stopped abruptly under the bad news.

The three brothers begged Yuan Jiezun to open a gate to the world. They searched the wasteland to no avail, so they had no choice but to return to the world of spirits together.

In ancient times, he traveled to all walks of life, wandering about life and death, and finally returned to his family in frustration.

The wanted warrant that had been circulating for a while has long since been blown away by the rain and wind.

A thousand years have passed. To the accomplished monks, it is just a short moment, but to the hard-working ordinary people, it has already been several reincarnations.

The Destruction of the World of Shenyu was once an indispensable topic of conversation after dinner, but now almost no one talks about it.

There has never been a true immortality, and there has never been an immortal song that can be sung forever. I don’t know how many interfaces more powerful and prosperous than Shenyu have fallen. How many people can work hard to remember that drop in the ocean.

Perhaps, those who remember it have long since stopped speaking.

The first volume is finished

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