Misty rain and heavy flowers accompany the king's return

lost sea,

The belonging of the traversers.

Whenever there is an outlier,

They are all love places.

When the clothes return home, the beauty is gone,

The misty rain sinks into the flowers in the spare time, and the fallen flower fairy looks forward to your arrival.

Shen Luo looked at the Lost Sea in front of him again, the coast was calm and untouched, without the beating of waves, which made people feel somewhat uncomfortable.

With his hands behind his back, he looked at the ocean on his right and the desert on his left.

Stretch out a hand, wave the cloud sleeve lightly, the breeze blows, not bringing up a drop of yellow sand.

Shen Luo took a look at the yellow sand. If the sea water of the Lost Sea is the soul, then the yellow sand may be made of flesh and blood.

With Ruan Qin still on her back, Shen Luo walked on the yellow sand.

The headband is gone, and the feeling of disheveled hair is not very good.

The empty beach can't be seen at a glance, as if there is no end.

The boots on the soles of the feet stepped on the yellow sand, giving off a precipitated texture.

Shen Luo walked briskly on the yellow sand, without any change in the scenery around him.

Keep walking, there is no sunrise, no sunset, the sun is just above the head in the middle, not moving.

"You've been in the Zodiac, so it's easy to come to the Soul Condensation Realm." Shen Bai's words made him unable to help but look at the Lost Sea. Do you want to jump into the sea?

Shen Luo didn't do that.

Instead, he continued to move forward, feeling sour under his feet.

'It's really strange, my feet will be sore after death. 'Shen Luo smiled.

He took down the Ruan Qin and played it as he walked.

With the power of his wind, the music blows over the lost sea.

Shen Luo was still walking, the music was light, and his steps became light.

Just when he thought he had found a way to pass through here, his feet sank, and his feet sank into the yellow sand, and the yellow sand settled down so deep that he couldn't pull his feet out.

Shen Luo tried his best to pull out his own feet, but there was nothing he could do.

That kind of helplessness that is deeply trapped in it makes people feel a sense of powerlessness.

The strings under his hand startled and stopped the rhythm.

The sun overhead quickly disappeared, and the moon was in the middle.

There was a rustling sound under the yellow sand around him.

Withered plants emerged from the yellow sand. In the desolation of the wilderness, the wild grass was illuminated by the moon into a strange silvery color.

Small pools of water emerged from the gurgling earth.

The color of the pool changed to a dark red.

"Ah, ah!" A jet-black crow shuttled through the night sky, and a jet-black crow landed in front of Shen Luo, looking at him with blood-red eyes.

On the other side of the sand dunes, rows of slow-moving people lined up, slowly moving forward.

The corpses covered in filth, with pale cheeks, and even the color of corruption slowly walked towards the ocean.

People walking around had cloudy eyeballs, as if they had completely turned white.

The closest one was less than ten steps behind Shen Luo.

The first person to leave walked into the sea water, and as soon as his body came into contact with the water, he made a sound like frying.

The sea water surged up, and the part that touched the corpse turned into a mist.

A person melted from the bottom to the top, and when it finally reached the head, the mouth made a gurgling swallowing sound because of the water.

The swallowing sound was very loud, as if it was the moment when a person dies.

A white shadow swayed beside him, sometimes disappearing.

A circle of dead sergeants, covered in blood, just stared at him.

The crow flew up and landed on the sergeant's head, and tilted his head to look at Shen Luo.

In the meeting of eyes, there is blood and coldness.

Shen Luo watched coldly, and put his hand on the strings, ready to stir the sound of the piano.

"Ah, drop!" came a slow voice.

His father in this life was soaking in the pool next to him, with two pieces of heavy wood under his body, and the bones in the blood were faintly visible.

Shen Luo didn't respond to him, but stared at him firmly.

"A Luo, save dad, help dad!" the man in the water said miserably.

Shen Luo tilted his head and looked at him.

"Help daddy, kid."

Shen Luo closed his eyes and opened them again.

Ah Morong, a light minister, was lying in front of him.

"Boy from the Shen family, where is my son?" As he spoke, he pointed at Shen Luo leisurely.

In front of the bone-like fingers are long fingers.

Shen Luo still closed his eyes.

Sitting next to him were King De and King Yue.

De Wang was covered in blood, and the blood slowly remained under his neck, staring at him.

King Yue was full of arrows and looked at him with a sneer.

Shen Luo simply sat down, staring at these ghosts with a stiff body.

A palm slowly pulled him behind, Shen Luo turned his head, a man with a dark face looked at him, and a pair of tearful eyes were inside the hollow skull.

"Help, how am I? I'm Zihuan!" The black charred corpse looked at him and said.

Shen Luo remained motionless, looking up at the half moon like a hook.

The sound of the piano in his hand came out slowly, it was a pure Sanskrit song.

The sound of the piano is accompanied by gusts of breeze, the blue flames change, and the surrounding withered grass makes a burning and crackling sound.

The walking ghost was burned by the blue flame, screamed miserably, and ran to the ocean more intensely, accelerating the melting.

"Why, why didn't you save us." A man without fingers hugged his leg, Jun's face was miserable, blood oozing from the corner of his eyes, it was Leng Shaojun.

Shen Luo looked at Haoyue, the music of the piano continued, and the flames burned.

"Hypocrite, beast!" King Yue was engulfed by the flames, and the raging fire burned into his mouth, and his mouth glowed: "Why do you still harm us after death, why do you still harm us after death?"

"I'm going to kill you." King De threw his head vigorously, Shen Shen frowned, the wind cut off his head, the split head fell to the ground and looked at him.

In the change of the piano sound, the Sanskrit sound is transformed into bursts of chanting sound, and the decadent sound is whirling in the sky.

Shen Luo hung Ruan Qin on his chest, clasped his hands together, pointed at Haoyue, and performed the sky-drawing style.

The scorching sun reappeared, and a gust of wind blew across the land.

"Get out!" Shen Luo said.

Close your eyes slightly, touch the blush of the scorching sun with your senses, a powerful force appears in front of your eyes, and the chaotic world under your eyelids is full of red.

Still on the beach, Shen Luo raised his feet and continued to walk slowly.

The fire in the throat was burning, the hands were lowered by the sides, and the feet were walking staggeringly, which had already reached the feeling of numbness.

The sound of chanting in the sea was very similar to his previous Sanskrit sound, but clearer.

Shen Luo stopped and looked at the sea, countless blue fluorescent lights floated up from the sea water.

The kind of seductive singing makes people obsessed.

Shen Luo turned his head and saw two people walking together in the distance, and one of them in red clothes knew that it might be the leader of Qinghua without saying anything.

The leader of Qinghua looked at the sea and walked slowly, only the sweetheart of ten hearts held him desperately.

Shen Luo untied the Ruan Qin, and the exciting song outside the ethereal spirit was like a clanging iron cavalry breaking through the formation, breaking through the singing on the sea surface, the Qinghua leader seemed to be enlightened, looking forward, but they seemed to not see Shen Luo.

Shen Luo continued to walk, and the sound of the piano changed.

Excitement, tenderness, golden wind and drizzle, summer willows, autumn wind and sorrow, winter snow and tranquility.The sound of the piano is like a changing key, leading the people behind to move forward.

But the road ahead is still flawless.

Shen Luo stopped, thinking motionlessly.

Suddenly throwing Ruan Qin on the ground, the strong wind blows past, exerting all his strength.

With hands crossed and facing the sky, nine lotus flowers appeared in the sky, and the rotating lotus wings were like an expanding golden mask, getting bigger and bigger, covering the ocean and desert here.

A white mist appeared ahead.

Shen Luo picked up Ruan Qin and stepped into the white mist.

Rows of people looked at him, sitting on the hill behind the white mist in amazement. The forest between the hills was lush and full of life.

Shen Luo stepped up and saw that on the other side of the mountain, many crystal stone pillars were shining brightly in the sun, and the one in front was a sitting human-shaped crystal.

Shen Luo walked over in a strange way, the mountain road was very long, but it couldn't stop him from stomping in the air.

The person who looked at him was surprised, and someone had already passed it on to the back.

Shen Luo stood leisurely in front of the crystal, as if he had known him before.

"You're here?" Shen Bai appeared in front of him.

Shen Luo looked at him: "Is it late?"

Shen Bai shook his head: "There is no sooner or later, for you. Is that your tail?"

Shen Luo watched as the leader of Qinghua and his sweetheart approached.

"Thank you just now, otherwise I would be lost." The leader shouted from afar.

"Go and see Emperor Qianyuan!" Shen Bai said.

A small town made up of mountain huts.

Emperor Qianyuan looked at Shen Luo: "Are you here?"

Next to him was a young man with empty eyes, who looked just like him, and followed Emperor Qianyuan closely. Although he didn't remember anything, he knew it was his father.

"He is Xianwen, my son, and he doesn't remember me anymore." Emperor Qianyuan smiled wryly, and patted the prince's shoulder comfortingly: "After a year here, one year's memory will be lost, until there is no memory, it will become Like trees, wandering in the forest."

Shen Luo looked at the faintly shadowed Prince Yin Xianwen.

"Where are Yu Wentuo and the others?" Shen Luo asked Shen Bai.

"Follow me." Shen Bai pulled them and led them to a palace.

Yu Wentuo, Yu Wen'an, and sister Shen Fei'er, who were sitting motionless, were all there, their eyes seemed to see nothing, but they were alive.

"I used a method to save them." Shen Bai said.

"Where is Qingchen?" Shen Luo asked.

"It's the crystal you met just now. His obsession is very deep, and he will stare outside motionless, so he is sealed." Shen Bai said.

"What are you going to do?" Emperor Qianyuan looked at Shen Luo: "You only have a chance of 32 years."

Shen Luo looked at him: "Enough."

The crystal man remained motionless, Shen Luo sat in front of him, telling what happened to these people one by one, as if Long Qingchen was listening.

He must speak out all the love words in his heart, and if he speaks out, no matter what, he will have no regrets in his heart.

"I don't care about eternity, I only care about what I once had." When Shen Bai came, Shen Luo had already been sitting for half a month.

"It's time to make a break!" Shen Luo said firmly, his face frosty.

After speaking, he stepped out, stepped into the air, and looked at the boundless forest in the Soul Concentration Realm.

Shen Bai and the others followed behind, except for Shen Bai, no one could stomp in the void.

"I have used all the seven emotions and six desires, but it is useless!" Shen Bai said: "The most is the soaring fire and phoenix."

After he finished speaking, he conjured up a piano, and the sound of the piano was played unyieldingly. The emotions flowed directly, many souls gathered, and even the forest gave out joyful chants.

Shen Luo looked at Qingchen's sculpture, motionless and unresponsive.

"Stop!" Shen Luo said.

Shen Bai looked at him.

Shen Luo took out Ruan Qin and looked at the blue sky and white clouds in the sky.

"Breaking the void, life and death, life is rushing and helpless. Poor and humble areas, rich and honored, buried in lonely graves in the wild grass. Light parting, longing, and hatred until you return. Ask about sorrow, talk about desolation, infatuation does not break friendship." Shen Luo The sound of the piano is beyond the range, and the strong changes contain endless emotional movements.

The fire phoenix in the sky changed, and a huge white black dragon appeared, flying in the sky with the fire phoenix.

Shen Luo's hands playing the piano are as fast as flying flowers. Under the changing sound of the piano, the avenue is invisible, the void is shattered, the rebirth of Nirvana is reborn, and the love is endless.

The fire phoenix and the white dragon twisted together, and a swirling vortex appeared above the void.

Outside the vortex, the sky disappeared, the sun and the moon disappeared, but the vast starry sky of the universe appeared, and the depth and vastness of the universe appeared.

"All souls, including the lost sea, wandering undead. There is no life and death, the soul is immortal, and the remnants of heaven and earth. The only way to destroy yourself is to stand up after breaking. Are you willing to sacrifice yourself in exchange for the recall of the memories of your loved ones?" Shen asked.

All souls froze.

Shen Luo smiled lightly, and everyone saw his smile.

"I can, I am willing to sacrifice myself." After speaking, he looked up at the sky.

A huge sky fire descended and rushed straight into his body.

Everyone stared dumbfounded at the burning sinking, as if they would be burned to death at any moment.

Emperor Qianyuan let go of his hands and looked up to the sky: "Come here persistently, we have no relatives, we are just walking dead, sacrifice myself for the family, I can do it too!"

After speaking, his body also burned, Prince Yin Xianwen held his father's hand as if mustering up his courage, and burned with him, steadfastly refusing to let him go. .

After looking around, I couldn't find the Qinghua leader and the ten-hearted sweetheart, and my heart was ashamed. "Is it interesting to live like this?" Ten hearts sweetheart said, and they also burned together: "A Luo, we will help you."

"Sacrifice?" Shen Bai looked at the countless burning souls in surprise, and more and more souls fell into the flames.

A huge light curtain descends from the sky, and the fireballs that continue to fall are like the end of the world.

Shen Bai untied his hairband, and the fluttering hairband was burned by the flames.

"Break and then stand?" Shen Bai no longer hesitated, looked at Shen Luo and smiled: "Fool, if it doesn't work, you can also end this broken soul that is dying and lonely!"

After speaking, he flew above everyone at an ever-rising angle, leaning against his back and sinking.

Putting your hands together, the huge Tianyin style and Shen Luo together form a double-sided Tianyin.

The sound of the qin continued, and the Ruan Qin had been burned. No one could tell what supported the sound of the qin.

Thousands of sea waters in the Lost Sea rose up, constantly impacting the incoming flames.

In the huge sky, a blue light curtain appeared.

Outside the light curtain, the fireball was blocked outside, and the impact slapped on the light curtain, forming impact explosions one after another.

Shen Luo raised his hands, and Shen Bai's Tianyin Style rushed out of the light curtain like a shocking beam, hitting the distant starry sky, and wherever it passed, there were endless explosions.

"The fireball is the system, and the blue screen is the confrontation of the soul." Shen Bai judged decisively.

"Come on everyone, let's fight the fireball!" Everyone shouted together.

In the midst of misty rain, two people often sit on Wushizui in Huzhou.Every time at this time, there is a white mist all around, but the edge of the cliff is clear.During the melody of the piano, no one dared to approach. Shen San, who was fishing back then, was too old to walk, but after hearing someone describe it, he concluded that it was Taifu Shen and his husband who were sitting opposite each other.

He still looks like a boy back then, still smiling like the light.

While the love flowers fluttered, the two smiled at each other, and the breeze made people intoxicated.

Later generations called the two sitting opposite each other "Love Flower Immortals" and renamed Wushizui "Love Flower Terrace".

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"Dear students, what you saw just now is the video data of our living body breaking the shackles." In the [-]th college of the universe, the professor looked at the students and said.

"Teacher, is this the story of our living beings rediscovering themselves?" a student asked.

The professor shook his head: "This is just the beginning, but there is a huge loophole in the system that seals our souls, and the root of the loophole is their light beam."

"What is that light beam?" The students asked curiously.

"It's self-destruction." The professor said: "The system is constantly evolving, learning everything about our intelligent life, emotions, desires, and ways of thinking are all controlled by it in a cage. And self-sacrifice is something that the system does not have, or is controlled by the system." He thinks it is the most unlearnable emotional thinking. Therefore, the single soul of self-sacrifice is strangled, and is listed as the first of the three forbidden thoughts by the system. However, he did not think that the second spiritual force of life is "unity". , Forbidden Thought II."

The students nodded: "Because it learns, it will bring self-destruction and inability to fight, right?"

"Yes!" The professor nodded.

"What's the third one?" asked a student.

"It's the complex thinking of life, with unpredictable changes!" The professor said with a smile.

"What about these two people, have they reunited with the person they like?" the curious student asked.

"I don't know, they are the reincarnation of the soul, surpassing the huge power system, winning the opportunity for us to continue to experiment and counterattack, and finally maintaining a balance through the victories of life and wisdom." The professor said.

"What about Shen Luo, has he met Long Qingchen?" the girl with Han civilization asked.

The professor nodded: "These are not important anymore. They have loved and hated in this life, but they have always been in love with each other. Shen Luo's words, "Amidst the rain, the flowers accompany the king, and when they meet again, they will still be young!" Is it okay if all the assumptions are made, at least their hearts will always be together, never separated!"

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