Chapter 697

"I'm leaving! The journey to immortality is too sad for me! "

Another monk in the palace where song Qingshu sat got up and roared. After drinking the immortal wine in his cup, he turned and left directly.

Song Qingshu looked at the man's determined back and couldn't help shaking his head and sighed at the strength of the mind asking array in the second God pass.

"I have also stepped on Sen's white bones and drunk scarlet blood."

"The original intention is to travel freely in the world, but there is a desolate smile."

Song Qingshu drank a pot of wine and at the right time said something with the truth of the road, which went directly into the deepest heart of others in the restaurant and instantly crushed their psychological defense line.

As soon as the words of song Qingshu came out, many people were silent. The little man of Yuanshen trembled and knew that the sea was turbid.

At this moment, the second Shenguan's mind asking array was brought into full play, affecting hundreds of strong people in Song Qingshu's restaurant.

They began to recall the past years of Zheng butterflies. At that time, they had been conceited, roared across the world, swallowed thousands of miles of Qi, and moved to read the world.

But after embarking on this road to immortality, many of these favored children of heaven tasted bitterness.

A wolf head monk whispered, his rough voice full of pain, and said:

"I don't want to be okay. Now when I look back, I find that there is only injury and pain here. I don't want to remember it anymore. I don't want to move forward any more. I'll go tonight!"

Under the divine word of song Qingshu's great road, several dozen people stood up one after another after a plop in the wine palace.

Everyone had tears on their faces, muttered to themselves, cried and laughed, and stumbled downstairs.

They went together to find the four commanders of the city and decided to embark on the return journey and never look back.

On this night.

In the wine pavilion where song Qingshu drank, one figure after another left with scars and pain, and with an indescribable sadness.

They came from different worlds, but they had the same pride and pity. They decided to return in the autumn wind and set out on their way alone. Their back is very desolate.

"On the way to immortality, white bones paved the ground. Our generation of friars fought for death..."

"War... Whose blood spills all over the earth and cries, whose blue tears fall from the sky?"

Among the departed immortals, some good singers poured out their songs according to the law of the road. The songs were like crying and swallowing. With the autumn wind and the fallen leaves, they scattered the whole ancient city in the night.

……

On this night, with the sad shadows going away one after another, the whole group of immortals from the first God pass reduced by half at one breath, and the number of 100 people was less than 50.

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"How many of these people do you think can withstand the torture of the mind asking array?"

"The mind asking array directly knocks at the original heart. Even if the realm is higher, I'm afraid I can't be alone."

The basaltic soldiers in basaltic armour stood in the street, looked at the friars crying in the street, frowned, and then jokingly commented and laughed.

"Hum!"

"The hero battlefield of the first God pass tests their understanding. They can come here to prove that they have good understanding."

"But in front of the inquisitive array of the second God pass, they are still too weak."

With a cold hum, the white tiger soldier shook his head with great dissatisfaction. Obviously, he was not very satisfied with the performance of these immortals.

"The journey to immortality is more than half. There are endless loneliness waiting for them."

"If you lose because of a big question array at this time, what kind of strong person to ascend the immortal?"

The green dragon soldier stepped across the long street and said with a sneer.

His feet green dragon holy boots stepped on the ground and made an especially clear metal sound. The stone slabs in the long street were about to crack, and his eyes became more and more disdainful when he looked at those who left.

The way of practice is a way to constantly struggle with their own loneliness. Only the most tenacious person of the Tao can persist to the end.

Such a person whose heart is easily shaken is simply not suitable to go on.

So.

It's not so much a trial as an opportunity to know how much you have lost and how many pounds you have

At this point.

Song Qingshu no longer thought so much. He still drank alone in the wine Pavilion and waited for others.

"Here we are."

Song Qingshu chose a position facing the front door of the wine Pavilion. Looking up at this time, he happened to be able to bring all the scenery outside the door into his eyes.

Song Qingshu whispered and raised his head. The figure of a man in black appeared in the scenery in his eyes.

The man in black came all the way. The green sword in his right hand was full of gaps, and more bright red blood dripping from the sword.

"My guest, there is no blood in our wine Pavilion. Please..."

A waiter came and tried to keep the uninvited guest out of the store.

"Is that ok?"

The man in black randomly took out a fist sized holy stone and threw it behind him like garbage. Then he went straight to song Qingshu's table.

The waiter looked at the fist sized spirit stone and stared bigger than the copper bell. Where can he manage a guest.

"Hard work."

Song Qingshu raised his glass and drank all the wine in the glass to express his recognition and praise for his Taoist body.

"No need."

The man in black smiled gently, took out a jade box from his arms, put it on the table of song Qingshu, and then directly turned into a mass of pure air and dissipated away.

As the Taoist body of song Qingshu dissipated, the picture of fierce battle between Taoist body and heiluosha was also projected into song Qingshu's mind.

Yu Wenyu's blood knife broke 48 times with others.

Liu Yunxiao's arms were cut off and his whole body was cut into a stick.

Hei Luosha had a knife in his right chest and his heart was shattered to pieces.

Several bloody pictures were reflected in Song Qingshu's mind, which made song Qingshu sigh about the powerful vitality of monks who transformed God.

As long as the original God is not hurt, the friar will not die.

Although song Qingshu had the strength to kill one person on the spot, he had to get away early because the guard came too fast.

After all.

The main purpose of song Qingshu's separation of Tao body is not to kill the enemy, but to the essence of Tao source!

A wonderful treasure that can evolve into the most precious treasure of heaven and earth and the source of Qi in heaven and earth.

"This time, I'll give you a little lesson. Next time, it's necessary to erase the three of you here!"

Song Qingshu held the jade box in his left hand.

The right hand raises his glass and drinks again. After that, he directly finds a guest room to stay in the wine shop. He plans to study the treasures such as Daoyuan spirit.

"Tiandao source gas, even in Tiandi chat group, is the baby mentioned several times. With it, maybe my understanding of the rules of the avenue can be improved!"

After Song Qingshu whispered, he calmed down and adjusted his realm to the peak of life to face any possible situation.

"Spirit stone sky array!"

Song Qingshu threw his sleeves, a thousand spirit stones scattered, and the big array was immediately laid.

After all the preparations, song Qingshu officially started the project of upgrading Daoyuan's soul