Violent sword repair teaches you to be a human being

Chapter 106 The Sword Cultivator with Destroyed Immortal Bones ([-])

"jingle--"

The lingering sound of the copper bell spread to every corner of Qianlian City with the breeze, reaching everyone's ears clearly.

This crisp voice seemed to have some strange power, which made the sad and restless people feel a bit of irony in their hearts.

People raised their heads solemnly and looked at Lin Zhen who was waving the copper bell on the high platform. They all held their breath and concentrated, with a hint of anticipation and longing in their eyes.

What are they looking forward to and yearning for?Perhaps it is to look forward to the happy reincarnation of family and friends who died?Maybe it's the hope that my future life will be as beautiful as that described in that dream?Or maybe, are they longing for that peaceful and peaceful world that belongs only to the dead?
Various uneasy thoughts flooded up like a tide.

Lin Zhen didn't seem to be affected by people's messy thoughts, his face was still calm and peaceful, and the copper bell in his hand kept ringing.

"Jingle - jingle -"

The copper bells rang continuously and persistently in people's ears.

On the high platform, Lin Zhen's movement of waving the copper bell was quite methodical, and there was a faint rhythm in every move. With his arms stretched lightly, the hanging copper bell vibrated with a long sound, which was in harmony with the rustling sound of the surrounding banners and silk being blown by the wind. Melt together.

People looked up at Lin Zhen on the high platform, and listening to the lingering sound of copper bells, their turbulent hearts were slowly soothed, and they felt a rare sense of peace that had not been seen for a long time.

Living seems to be pretty good?The days to come should get better and better, right?Such thoughts flashed vaguely in their minds.

Lin Zhen also felt the change in the atmosphere in the audience.

She turned her wrist in a timely manner, and the sound of the copper bell in her hand also changed to an agitated and high-pitched tone.

"Jingle - jingle -"

One of the purposes of this ceremony was to reassure the people of Qianlian City. Although they deliberately made a big noise to support the scene, Lin Zhen actually did not fool around on this matter.

Just now she deliberately used her spiritual power, and used the copper bell to play a calm tune-judging from the situation just now, the effect seems to be pretty good.

As for the undead in Qianlian City...

Lin Zhen looked up at the sky, and his eyes seemed to see a place far, far away: I hope these people who have been struggling all their lives can really live a peaceful and happy life.

She gently waved the jade branch in her hand.

The copper bell tied at the end of the jade branch rang out a requiem tune that Lin Zhen was familiar with, soothing the grievances of those souls who died in the famine in Qianlian City, and leading them to an unknown destination.

The sky above Qianlian City seemed to be gently blown by the wind.

Lin Zhen raised the jade branch with the copper bell tied in his hand and pointed it high at the sky.The copper bell at the end of the jade branch trembles slightly, the breeze blows, and the snow-white silk banners also float high, like a layer of misty clouds rising and dancing, which makes people's hearts tremble.

A flock of skylarks chirped and flew by in the blue sky.

That childish sound seemed to break through the dull atmosphere of Qianlian City, as if those people who had closed their eyes forever were saying to them tenderly: Goodbye.

Then, without looking back, I ran towards the unknown home.

The people under the high platform looked at it, and they didn't know when they started to burst into tears.

Lin Zhen held on to the jade branch, and looked at the people of Qianlian City calmly and softly, watching them sobbing, watching them embracing each other and crying loudly.

"Whoa, they're all gone!"

"I, I miss my parents..."

"Don't cry, don't cry... They will have a good life in their next life... Woo..."

The villagers cried bitterly and told each other how they missed their loved ones. People they knew and didn’t know could hug each other and cry bitterly without any grievances. and sorrow.

It's been a long, long time.

Looking at the sun in the sky, they cried together for about half an hour before they calmed down. They silently wiped away the tears on their faces and cleaned up their expressions, but the corners of their eyes were still slightly red and swollen I can't hide it no matter what.

But these people finally vented their emotions, and they seemed to feel much more comfortable.

The old man at the head had probably never lost his composure in front of others before. He wiped the corners of his eyes with his sleeve in embarrassment, and bowed to Lin Zhen: "Thank you, Immortal."

Lin Zhen nodded to him gently and said: "There is no need to be too polite."

Holding the delicate white jade branch in one hand, she slowly walked down from the high platform, and said to them: "Our rules are different from Xia Jing's. We don't accept offerings. Folks, take all these things back. .”

There was still a hint of hesitation in everyone's eyes.

Lin Zhen walked up to a girl wearing red silk, gently untied the red silk in front of her, and said to them: "Okay, I don't want to see this kind of thing happen again, understand? "

"Yes, not in the future."

The villagers picked up the offerings one by one with a little hesitation, bid farewell to Lin Zhen, and then went back along the way they came.

Aunt Zhang watched the people in her village go away from afar, and she also walked over slowly, with a shy face, she said, "Immortal, I still want to go back to my village... I don't know if I can?"

"Of course." Lin Zhen nodded slightly, "I have already said that you can decide to stay or not. Since you have already decided to go back, then hurry up and follow them."

Aunt Zhang clasped her palms together and kept bowing: "Thank you, thank you..."

"Okay." Lin Zhen waved to her and said, "Let's go. If you don't go, you won't be able to keep up with them."

Aunt Zhang walked away step by step.

When the villagers and Mrs. Zhang had left, and there was no one in sight, Xie Ling immediately dropped the banner in her hand, and walked over bouncingly: "Senior Yun, the people have finally calmed down temporarily!"

"Well." Lin Zhen put away the jade branch in his hand and said, "Next, let's discuss how to rebuild Qianlian City, so that the people of Qianlian City can resume their normal life as soon as possible."

"it is good!"

The disciples quickly cleaned up the venue, and then ran over one by one, "Senior Yun, we will be here soon!"

Qianlian City is now in a state of disrepair, and restoring it is not a small project.

Lin Zhen discussed with a group of disciples until midnight, and finally discussed a similar charter, and everyone was assigned their own tasks.

"It's almost there, let's do this first." Lin Zhen closed the paper in his hand, saw a few disciples yawning sleepily, and said, "It's getting late, let's make do and find a place to rest. Tomorrow morning, each will carry out their tasks on time."

The disciples responded: "Yes."

(End of this chapter)