Chapter 1100 Can you see through it?

Wang Lin and Chen Daozi sat on the top of the city, silently drinking the wine in their hands, and sometimes looking up, you could see the fiery red world in the distance, bursts of heat waves roaring by.

"Die... The third brother died, and his soul finally disappeared..." Chen Daozi drank all the wine in the pot in a bitter mouthful, still standing aside.

"The third son of Chen Dao, the third son of Chen Dao, now I am the only one left..."

Wang Lin was silent, took a sip of the wine in his hand, and whispered: "I shouldn't have let you three go together back then..."

Chen Daozi turned around suddenly and stared at Wang Lin, with a look of hideousness and hatred. Wang Lin also looked at Chen Daozi and silently.

"Ling'er, go and have a drink!" The two looked at each other for a long time. The ferocious face on Chen Daozi's face gradually dissipated. He said to Ling'er behind him with a bleak look, turned his head and looked at the fiery redness of the world in the distance.

"A practitioner, go against the will of heaven. Since he embarked on this path of no return, he will inevitably die. I understand this... You invited me and the other three to the demon spirit land, but it was me who volunteered. I also understand this..." Chen Daozi looked bitter, looked at the scattered wine pots around him, picked up a few and shook them, and it was already empty.

In silence, Wang Lin handed the wine pot in his hand to Chen Daozi. Chen Daozi took it and took a big sip, tears flowed from his eyes, and murmured: "What I hate is that I do not have enough cultivation, I hate that I cannot resurrect my second and third brothers, and I hate that I cannot take revenge!! I am ashamed of the souls of the two of them!!"

At this moment, Ling'er also bought wine from the city, with red eyes, and gently placed a few wine pots next to Chen Daozi.

Wang Lin picked up a wine pot, drank the pot in one gulp, and said in a deep voice: "Chen Daozi, Wang is responsible for this matter. If you had not allowed the three of you to go together, such a sad thing would not have happened. The one who killed your junior brother is the ancient demon Tajia. Wang promised that it won't take long to give you the opportunity to kill the ancient demon Tajia with your own hands and avenge your junior brother!"

Chen Daozi trembled and looked up suddenly at Wang Lin, with an excited expression.

"This is true!"

"This is Wang's promise to you!" Wang Lin put the wine pot on the ground, stood up and looked at the world in the distance, as if he was recalling something, and said slowly: "A person's life, life and death, and once he sees through it, he will be able to go to pay tribute to you... Your junior brothers and you have to pay tribute to you, it is enough. We practitioners of Taoism are no longer in their own lives. In the vast star field, there will be monks who die every day. How many people remember them, and how many can they pay tribute to them.

Once you embark on this road of no return, you must see through life and death, your own life and death, and also through other people's life and death... Wang once sent an old friend's ashes back to his hometown, where he heard a child's song.

The apricot blossom tree blooms white flowers, do not take the Taoist priest's home. Before the New Year, Erlang just went up the mountain, but after the New Year, Ichilang's body was cold. The adopted daughter cried and accompanied the death, but regarded the coffin as his own home. The apricot blossom tree bloomed white flowers, do not want to see Taoist priests. If I ask what age I am, I still say that there is no Taoist fate. When the dog barks and the cat is caught, the Taoist priest was scared to go back to his hometown...

The little nursery rhyme, but it points out the sorrow and sorrow of our generation... Chen Daozi, see through it, and see through it, your own pain will be less..."

Wang Lin's voice was calm, but he felt very melancholy. He left this passage and stood up and walked towards the distance. His back contained a deeper bleakness and loneliness than Chen Daozi.

Chen Daozi stared at Wang Lin's back in a daze, his ears surrounded by his previous words. Seeing that Wang Lin was about to walk away, he stood up and said loudly: "Can you see through it?"

Wang Lin's body shook in the distance and stopped. He did not look back. He was silent for a long time and said softly: "I didn't see through..." With bitterness, Wang Lin turned into a long rainbow and headed straight for the sky.

Time gradually passed. Since Wang Lin left Chen Daozi, he has always sat cross-legged by the crater, looking at the volcano silently, and constantly replaying the past scenes in his mind.

He cannot see through life and death, so he has to endure more than a thousand years of pain and loneliness, and he has to continue to endure it...

Struggling in that pain, taking the thoughts in your heart as your soul, walking on this vast road of practice, without beginning or end.

In the volcano, in addition to the slightest sound of the rolling black smoke rising, there is also the sound of the surrounding heaven and earth burning like flames. In addition to these, it is quiet.

In this silence, Wang Lin sat there silently, and in front of him was a coffin. The coffin was like crystal, emitting a bright light. Inside, there was a woman lying quietly. The woman's skin was crystal clear, and she didn't look like a dead man at all, but she fell asleep.

This woman has no beautiful appearance, nor does she have a beautiful temperament. But in Wang Lin's eyes, even the beautiful person and beautiful daughter of the world are no match for the woman in this coffin.

"Wan'er..." Wang Lin gently pressed his right hand on the coffin, and his eyes were gentle. He looked at the woman in the coffin, as if he had returned to the Vermilion Bird Star.

生与死,王林,终究是看不透.

At this moment, it seemed as if everything in this world no longer existed, and the only thing left was him and the woman in the coffin.

Feeling loneliness silently and looking at the woman who has been with him for more than a thousand years, Wang Lin gradually found a trace of warmth in his heart in this quiet world.

Although this warmth is little, it blends into Wang Lin's soul. It is like the illusion on the left bank. Even though he knows that it can dissipate at any time, he still looks at it persistently, even if it is separated by a river of life and death.

After more than a thousand years of practice, the woman in this coffin is the only sustenance in Wang Lin's heart. With the coffin, Wang Lin seemed to have forgotten everything and just looked at the woman silently.

"When you wake up...we will look for a Taoyuan that no one can find, and live quietly..." Wang Lin showed a gentle smile on his face. This small wish in others' eyes is his greatest wish.

"I didn't understand it very much before... Now, I understand..." Wang Lin murmured, and a deep sadness and melancholy emanated from him.

In the past, he was just ignorant about the love between Zhou Yi and Qingshuang, but after more than a thousand years of practice and endless loneliness, Wang Lin understood.

It is a kind of spiritual sustenance, it is a kind of persistence and struggle, and it is even more unwilling to accept it!

"Wan'er, do you still remember? I once told you that even if you are asked to die this day, I will rob you back!!!" Wang Lin's eyes showed a sense of defiance.

In this burning star field, the most important thing about every cultivation star in the Suzaku Holy Sect is volcanoes. In this special environment, thick magma often erupts.

Every eruption of a volcano will make the entire earth tremble. The rumbling sound is enough to shock the world, especially the rolling black smoke covers the sky, and the magma falls like rain, which is even more like the end of the world!

For the disciples of the Suzaku Holy Sect, they have seen too many volcanic eruptions, but Wang Lin rarely saw them.

At this moment, muffled sounds continued to appear in the volcano where he was, and became more and more violent, but Wang Lin didn't care about these at all. In his eyes, there was only Li Muwan in the coffin.

The rumbling sounds in the volcano became more and more violent. At the end, it was like a giant beast roaring inside the volcano. A stream of black smoke soared into the sky from the crater as the earth shook, spreading wildly in the sky, covering the red light coming from the sky, making the earth suddenly dark.

Immediately afterwards, the roaring sound in the volcano became more and more violent. In an instant, a red light shone out, and a pillar of magma rushed out and rushed straight into the sky!

From a distance, this scene was extremely amazing, especially at this moment, Wang Lin was sitting next to the crater, with the surrounding rocks trembling, large areas falling off, and some were even caught in the magma rushing out.

This magma almost soared into the sky in front of Wang Lin, less than one meter away from him! The thick heat wave and magma were like a fire dragon rushing out of the volcano, turning into a rain of fire in the sky with a shocking roar.

It seemed as if at this moment, the heaven and earth collapsed in front of Wang Lin, but he could not make him look up and take a look... he just looked at the coffin silently, not caring at all.

In this volcanic eruption, the earth was rolling, and cracks appeared, and it was quickly filled with falling magma. As the earth shook, as the volcano continued to erupt, thick magma in the crater overflowed and flowed down the volcano down like an angry wave.

As the magma flowed, the entire volcano was covered in a blink of an eye and continued to spread downwards.

At this moment, the sky was magma like rain, the ground was covered with waves, and the whole world was in a black and red area. The black one was rolling smoke, and the red one was magma that illuminated everything.

"Is it beautiful..." Wang Lin said softly.

"This is the power of a mountain collapse, and it is also the volcano collapse that I have been waiting for these days... Wan'er, you accompany me to witness the fourth way of understanding Bai Fan's immortal art... the mountain collapse!"

Wang Lin murmured to himself, looking at the magma in the sky like rain. At this moment, the rumble sound appeared again in the volcano where he was, and another eruption began.

The vibration of the earth increased further and caused the tremor of another volcano in the distance. Under Wang Lin's gaze, the volcano in the distance spewed out thick smoke and magma.

Wang Lin slowly closed his eyes, and the scenes of Qingshui lifting his right hand and using the magic of the mountain collapse in the killing realm gradually appeared in his mind.

In fact, as early as the land of the demon spirit that year, Wang Lin found a trace of landslide during the eruption of the volcano, but the feeling was very weak, and he couldn't help thinking more during the crisis.
Chapter completed!