Cultivating immortals is not as good as alchemy

Chapter 397

In this world, there are many words that make people feel beautiful.

For example, love at first sight, such as love at first sight, or love at first sight.

However, not all words can get the final good.

Sounds and reality, like reality and illusion, they may intersect, but they do not overlap.

Tang Youyi was covered with wounds, and there was a heavy object on his back, and he staggered forward.

The rain drenched him from head to toe, and he was not dry anywhere.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, blocking the view.

He felt that there was a fog in front of him, but he didn't stop.

Still difficult, step by step forward.

The ground was muddy, and he stepped on the mud with one deep foot and one shallow foot.

Tang Youyi's face at this time looked a little immature, but there was a gloomyness in his eyes that did not belong to his age.

He looked embarrassed as he walked in the rain, but there was a dead silence in his eyes.

He seems to have despaired of this world.

In his eyes, the world is pitch black, and no one can see a ray of light.

His face was expressionless, and he felt no pain.

Later, he began to lose strength.

The broken spirit sword was used by him as a crutch.

He began to advance with the spirit sword.

Fu Xiaoyun couldn't bear it, her tone was trembling, she said, "Don't go, you should stop and rest."

"You've been bleeding, can't you feel it?"

"Stop going any further, you'll bleed to death!"

"I told you not to go, stop and heal!"

After Fu Xiaoyun spoke, her voice turned into a shout.

She used all her strength, her voice bordering on a growl.

But Tang Youyi couldn't hear it.

Because they don't belong to the same world.

Tang Youyi walked forward in deafness, his steps became numb.

His consciousness began to become blurred, he moved forward entirely by a belief, he couldn't remember why he was moving forward.

Who is he, where is he, where is he going?

I don't know how long it took.

Fu Xiaoyun looked at the surrounding scene, and it became more and more familiar.

Her eyes widened in surprise.

Tang Youyi finally stopped.

And Fu Xiaoyun also recognized where the illusion happened.

Isn't this the Wind and Cloud Sect? !

Tang Youyi knelt down on the ground with no effort.

Tang Yan (Second Elder of Fengyun Sect and Tang Youyi's father) appeared.

Tang Yan reprimanded Tang Youyi with a cold face.

Tang Youyi's consciousness was so chaotic that Fu Xiaoyun couldn't hear Tang Yan's words clearly.

It was only at the end that I heard such a sentence.

"waste!"

A resounding sentence.

The rain gradually stopped, the sun appeared, and so did the rainbow.

This should be the rain.

It's a pity that Tang Youyi fell into a coma and couldn't see such a beautiful scenery.

With a wave of his hand, Tang Yan took away the things that Tang Youyi had carried all the way back.

Then turned away.

From the beginning to the end, he never looked at Tang Youyi directly.

His movement of leaving was very chic, without any trace of worry.

It was as if Tang Youyi was not his own son.

Perhaps, the truth is indeed the case.

Who knows.

A long time passed.

So long that the day turned into night, and so long that the sun went down completely.

Tang Youyi's eyelids trembled.

He woke up slowly.

He struggled to get up from the ground.

He staggered into the sect.

Along the way, none of the disciples greeted him or cared about him.

He is alone.

All this time, he was alone.

It was in the past, and it will probably be in the future.

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(End of this chapter)