Chapter 249 (1/2)

Lingjun was worried, ”do you really have the heart to watch me die?”

”You deserve to die.”

”Didn't your master let you participate?”

”I have only one task. I'll kill you myself.”

”We have such a good relationship. You still want to kill me, aren't you too...” before Lingjun finished, the wrist pulse door has been caught by zishuang. She said coldly, ”your life is mine.”

”I know, I know.” Lingjun's painful body leaned back and cried bitterly.

Purple Frost's exquisite eyes reflected a rare melancholy. First, the red lips opened and closed silently, as if organizing language, and as if saying something that Lingjun didn't want to hear. Finally, he turned around obstinately and said, ”if you understand, come back alive.”

Lingjun turned around, his eyes reached, and his heart was suddenly hurt.

No one knows when the road under your feet was stepped out. Weeds grow on both sides of the path. In May, the vegetation is already very lush, and even gives people the feeling of desolation.

Looking far along the path, you will see that many purple flowers are unwilling to open lonely in this green ocean. Like this path, it destroys the perfection of green but enriches the world.

At the end of the path, a tall city wall is faintly visible. Against the blue sky and green grass, the green wall tiles with a little soil ash look so vibrant and bloody.

Five thousand years ago, there was no such desolate vitality. At that time, the boundless yellow here was yellow, indicating a good harvest.

There was no city five thousand years ago. At that time, only sporadic villages and ”single trees” dotted this magical place.

Now, there are 100000 people living in the distant city, and at least 50000 people have poured in in the past few months. What they bring is unlimited plunder.

However, it is deserted here. Although it is full of vitality, it is full of wildness and madness, just like this era. Lingjun suddenly has a new understanding of nature. Perhaps there is a humanity waiting for Enlightenment under the natural Avenue, that is, the so-called way of nature mastered by human beings.

Having experienced the way of eight images, they have a more acute perception of everything in nature. When Lingjun has a little insight, zishuang also has the same feeling.

”If the road is silent, it will be strange. Maybe we will never find its true meaning.”

Lingjun said, ”at least I can get my sword back first.”

”There is a secret in your sword?” zishuang asked the question she had always wanted to ask.

Lingjun grinned: ”if there is, it is also what Zhu Xian left.”

Zishuang was silent. She understood why Lingjun had to come. This sword was once Zhu Xian's sword. From the last simple conversation with Zhu Xian, it is not difficult to find Zhu Xian's friendship for Lingjun. What secret will he leave in the sword? ”Maybe the Xin family's move is to crack the secret left by Zhu Xian. He is also the one who can find the trace of heaven.”

”The secret of heaven?!” Lingjun wanted to stop talking. What is the secret of heaven? God's secret? If so, then the secret is too bad.

In his previous life, he was accidentally sealed before he had time to challenge the secret of heaven. In just 12 years of this life, he has seen more than a dozen people who claim to explore the secret of heaven.

It seems that you can't call yourself a saint without knowing one or two heavenly secrets. Perhaps in a sense, heavenly secrets are the standard to test whether a person is qualified to be a saint.