Volume 2: The Great Tribulation of the Lich Chapter 284 Debt Collection
The sky in the west was already gray and hazy, with grayish yellow on one side and azure blue on the other. It was a sight to behold. The gray pushed in, the blue retreated, and soon it seemed as if the whole world was about to be swallowed up by the dust. Only the sun was struggling, being pushed away by the dust and then pushed in again. In the grayish yellow sky, there was a bright spot that was sometimes strong and sometimes weak.
A man in peerless white appeared in this boundless sea of sand. He was carrying a light golden sword case on his back and walking in the desert, spotless.
A row of footprints rise and fall and connect to form two smooth curves. The curves depict the sea of sand. The footprints move from far to near, from shallow to deep, and the step distance remains unchanged. When a footprint in the distance is buried by the yellow sand, a new footprint just fills it up.
The encounter between wind and sand sometimes always seems somewhat romantic.
The wind is free, but the sand is not free.
The wind carries the sand, and freedom brings unfreedom. No matter whether the sand is willing or not, it will eventually fly in the sky.
Perhaps it is precisely because the encounter between wind and sand is a combination of freedom and unfreedom that romance generally does not last long and will definitely come to an end.
"Don't you plan to come out and see me?"
After walking for a long time, Mingyu paused.
He took off the light golden sword case from his back and dropped it to the ground with a bang, stirring up a lot of dust.
Huh, hh, hh!!!
As the peerless white-robed man stopped, the gentle wind began to whistle at an extremely high speed, gradually becoming violent and turning into a gale; the sand went from flying all over the sky to being arrogant and domineering, and the strong wind plus the angry sand formed a sandstorm .
The sandstorm roared and blew across the earth, rolling up a thick layer of dust; sand and stones were flying all over the sky; the air was filled with a choking evil smell.
Her robes rustled in the wind. Mingyu tried several times to smooth her rebellious hair, but failed. Her long hair was still blown into the air, and seemed to be growing in a domineering direction.
The wind howled, the dust roared, and a pair of scarlet eyes appeared in the sky, full of resentment and paranoia, the giant beast stared at Mingyu.
"It's good that you're willing to come out, so I don't have to spend more effort." Mingyu nodded, squinting at the giant beast in the storm, one hand on the sword case.
roar!!
The beast roared.
The sky was dark, sand and rocks were flying, the wind was howling, and sand and rocks were dancing wildly in the sky. In an instant, black miasma filled the sky and fell straight to the earth, trying to engulf the white swordsman who seemed so precarious in the storm.
"Hey, why are you so resentful? You killed my spirit beast and destroyed my spirit land, and you don't allow me to come and collect the debt? Although I, as a spirit master, don't really care about things, this is no reason for you to act wildly!"
Mingyu's half-closed eyes suddenly opened, and a fierce light flashed in her black and white eyes.
"Spiritual Master?!"
When the giant beast heard this, its blood-red pupils shrank suddenly, and endless fear spread all over its body. It immediately began to think of retreating.
"Want to leave now? It's too late!"
Mingyu tapped the sword case lightly, and two cold silver lights shot out and exploded in the endless sandstorm. The yin and yang sword energy spread across the sky in an instant, and the terrifying sword light obliterated the giant beast's million-foot-tall figure.
The storm dissipated, the dust settled, and Mingyu put the sword box on his back again.
A layer of clear and peaceful light, as clear as water, gradually spread out from the white clothes as the center, and the sky was thousands of feet high, and it was as blue as a wash;
The jade-like seed slipped from Mingyu's hand and merged into the sand, bringing vitality to the world; the seed sprouted and grew, and in an instant it became a towering tree.
Thousands of branches are drooping, tens of thousands of leaves are fluttering; the lotus pond is enlightened, and there is a source of flow.
Under the nourishment of the majestic spiritual energy, the towering trees took deep roots into the earth, and then millions of roots emerged from the surface, and one tree after another appeared in the boundless desert.
A single tree makes a forest.
An oasis has reappeared in this desolate western desert.
The sky is clear, the earth is quiet, and people are peaceful.
Mingyu closed her eyes and stood there quietly.
Without the raging sandstorm blocking the way, the sunshine here is so bright, all things are reviving, and there is a vibrant, quiet and natural atmosphere.
After an unknown amount of time, Mingyu slowly opened his eyes. There was no sudden divine light, only a faint joy.
He felt a breeze, a fresh breeze that returned to the place, accompanied by the sound of clear and pleasant bells.
"I remember your name seemed to be Feng Ling'er?"
Ding-ling-ling~~
"Between life and death, there are great fears, but also great opportunities and great fortunes. If you go from death to life and survive this catastrophe, then you deserve to receive blessings."
Mingyu waved his hand, and the phantom hidden in the breeze appeared and gradually solidified. A hint of green air was added to the extremely ethereal aura above his head, which was the green of vitality.
"Greetings, my Lord!"
Feng Ling'er's eyes were like a clear spring, very pure, but there was a hint of sadness in the corners of her eyes.
Seeing this, Mingyu sighed, "I can't revive him, and I can't revive them either."
Feng Ling'er is the life priestess of this place. Her partner and the creatures in the spiritual land that she protected have long been buried in the endless dust.
The true spirit was annihilated in the heaven and earth, and even he was the Lord of Life and could do nothing about it.
Hearing Mingyu's words, Feng Ling'er's eyes dimmed a little.
After a moment, a breeze blew, lifting her hair and taking away her sorrow.
"I want to avenge them!"
There was an immense determination in the girl's eyes.
Mingyu smiled, "How about I recite a passage of scripture for you?"
"good!"
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The vast East China Sea is countless miles long, with huge ravines that are bottomless and swallow everything. The creatures in the East China Sea gave it a name: Guixu.
Countless sea water continuously flows into Guixu, but the water in Guixu neither increases nor decreases, making it the place where all waters flow back.
According to legend, in addition to the ten continents and three islands, there are two sacred mountains above the East China Sea, one called Daiyu and the other called Yuanjiao.
These two sacred mountains are erratic, circling above the vast East China Sea, and are extremely difficult to find; even if a living being encounters them, they cannot land on the island.
On this day, a ray of sword light cut through the vast sky and earth and came to the East China Sea, on the shore of Guixu.
A man in green walked on the waves, transformed the sword in his hand into a fishing rod , and stood there fishing.
"Boom~~"
The waves were surging and the sea was churning. A black dragon was caught by him. The man in green shook his hand and a fish basket appeared, and the struggling black dragon was put into it.
After glancing at the Far East, Qing Yi continued to cast the hook.
