Am I the only one who didn't ascend?

Chapter 401 Heartbroken

As the fragrant mist filled the air, Wang Luo gradually felt that all the scenes in front of him and the noisy whispers in his ears... were moving away from him like the ebbing tide, and the world became ethereal and quiet, as if he was about to wake up from a big dream.

The mirage in Rong City is indeed quite different from other places. Even with Wang Luo's current cultivation level, if he inhales this fragrant mist, if he does not resist it with the law, he will naturally be immersed in the mirage world in the mist, and all his six senses and supernatural powers will be lost. Mirage takes over.

This was also Wang Luo's first time to experience the mirage of this world in person, and he was a little curious in his heart. How much difference could this kind of immersion in mirage assisted by scented mist compare with the memoirs he had just read fifteen years ago?

After a moment, the emptiness of the world was broken by a ray of light.

It was an extremely familiar light, so familiar that it made Wang Luo's consciousness tremble, and he almost escaped from the fragrant mist mirage on the spot.

Lingshan fairy light.

At its peak, the immortal light from the hundred halls of Lingshan soared into the sky. During every festival, Master Song Yijing would preside over the formation, so that the immortals would surround and cover the entire Lingshan Mountain.

However, since he woke up in Dingling Hall, the familiar fairy light has never been seen again. Even now that Lingshan has revived and regained its brilliance, it is no longer the clear, light and unstained supreme fairy light of the past. Empty.

In the mirage, the soul-stirring fairy light gradually dimmed, revealing the outline of a person sitting cross-legged in the light, which gradually became clearer. Wang Luo's consciousness trembled again, almost unbelievable.

It is hard to believe that in the year 1205 of the New Immortal Calendar, nearly 1300 years after the catastrophe, future generations can actually restore the voices, faces, smiles and looks of their predecessors in a mirage to the point where they are like the return of the deity!

For a moment, he couldn't help himself, and his consciousness was talking to himself.

It was an celestial sword that had been refined and nourished by the Mahayana Lord every day. Although it was rarely unsheathed, it was a powerful celestial sword in the Nine Provinces.

A ruthless sword that pierces the heart, cuts off all means of survival, and pollutes the Immortal Foundation.

Song Yiming in the mirage is sitting cross-legged in his palace. With every breath he can make the clouds outside the palace flicker. The peak of Mahayana is also vividly displayed in this mirage.

A fairy sword named [Immortal in the Mirror] named after the sword owner.

The person in the fairy light is the younger brother of Song Yijing, the 82nd generation mountain master of Lingshan. He is famous for his old-fashioned and upright personality, and is respected by everyone in Lingshan. The deputy mountain master, Song Yiming, also gives Lu Zhiyao repeated headaches.

A gust of wind suddenly blew past, covering the field of vision with blood rain in the sky and mud on the ground. The next moment, the whole world had completely changed. The uncle Song Yijing, who was sitting cross-legged in front of him, with a flawless immortal posture, had lowered his head. Head, face invisible. All that could be seen was a head of black hair that was corroded and rusty, and a few streams of bright red blood gurgling out from the seven orifices. The momentum did not stop. In the blink of an eye, the dirty blood flowed along the chest, abdomen, legs, and all the way down the mountain. , every inch of blood flowed, as if there were several times more blood out of thin air, and before long, it was already a raging sea of ​​blood.

However, before Wang Luo could express his feelings, he saw everything in front of him suddenly change. The sky lit by the fairy light suddenly lost its color, and then was soaked in rich blood. It seemed as if an unknown rain of blood began to fall from the sky. In the rain, all the good things turn into decay.

When the Mahayana True King attains enlightenment, one person can cause the world to shine. Similarly, when the Mahayana falls, it can also cause the world thousands of miles around it to appear in a scene of annihilation and apocalypse. And Song Yiming went from fairy light to blood sea just because he had an extra sword on his chest.

For a moment, Wang Luo seemed to have gone back in time, back to the Lingshan he was still familiar with, back to the happy days when he followed his senior sister, holding the Lingshan Immortal Treasure, deceiving the Mahayana perception, and stealing the Ascension Record.

"Uncle...Uncle Yiming."

……

At this moment, Wang Luo's thinking couldn't help but stop.

This mirage of Taixu, created by the people of Yueyang, actually kicked off in an unimaginable way. Wang Luo didn't think that such an opening was the result of the creative team's imagination. Even if they had the guts to start with the death of the deputy mountain master of Lingshan while the entire Immortal Alliance was watching, they would never be able to depict Song Yiming in his prime. Shi He's posture when he fell was so precise.

Especially the fairy sword that master Song Yijing never leaves his body, very few people have seen it unsheathed.

The meticulous and perfectly restored details can only come from the memories of those who have experienced it. There are only three people left in the world who have witnessed it.

However, before Wang Luo could ask about the deer beside him, there was another change in the mirage. The picture was suddenly pulled up from in front of Song Yiming, and in the blink of an eye it was above the clouds whistling in the strong wind. The white clouds were now covered by the wind. Stained into bloody mud, countless true immortals rolled in pain in the mud. And the ruthless wind, which has never been easy for thousands of years, seems to have been dyed with human emotions by too much immortal blood, and the whistling sound is like the heaven and earth whimpering.

Only then did the narration sound ring in my ears.

"At the end of the old immortal calendar, a catastrophe came to the world, all life was in ruins, and civilization was in danger."

In one sentence, the picture was lifted up again, breaking through the strong wind layer and reaching the distant moon.

Countless immortals looked worriedly on the moon like a jade plate as the vast land of Kyushu turned into a wasteland step by step. The two worlds that were once isolated and orderly merged together in an extremely ugly way, but it seemed that they were not. Willing to leave a way for any party to survive.

All creatures are just struggling to survive in the sunken wasteland.

Because if you don't struggle with all your strength, you will only die.

The immortals on the moon built the Guanghan Immortal Palace, thinking they could transcend it, but in the end they inevitably turned into a fairy forest. The creatures on the earth are in danger of death, and the inheritance that has lasted for ten thousand years is completely cut off in an instant.

The pictures in the mirage are naturally processed. Except for the horrifying scene at the beginning of the film, most of the subsequent pictures avoid reality and avoid overly presenting the bloody and tragic scenes of the end of the world.

But the heavy weight of the heavenly catastrophe fell on everyone's heart in an instant.

Including Wang Luo.

For today's people, Wang Luo, as an ancient monk, is naturally a witness to the catastrophe. But Wang Luo himself does not actually have any memory of the catastrophe. All his knowledge of the end of the world comes only from the comments of later generations. Now that he has witnessed the restoration of the scene back then, he can't help but feel palpitated.

It was not until later, as the narration in the mirage narrated the history of Kyushu's fall, that the picture gradually became larger and larger, quickly passing through many bloody and tragic scenes, and shifted the focus to the true story of the story. The beginning is the chapter where Lord Lu Zhiyao leads a group of heroes to gradually stabilize their footing and launch a counterattack under the impact of the desolate tide.

It was also from here that the immersive feeling of being there finally became alienated. Because the Lu Zhiyao in the mirage is not Lu Zhiyao after all, she is just Ning Yi who has superb acting skills and is very attentive. Compared with the real senior sister, even though Ning Yi tried her best to assume the role and was blessed by thousands of special effects of mirage, she still lacked in charm. As for Yi Qing, who plays the role of Saint Taiqing, her temperament is indeed more suitable, but it is only more suitable.

It was also from here that Wang Luo realized that the mirage was just a mirage, or even just a commercial production that the Xianmeng relied on to guide people's fanaticism. The shocking scene at the beginning is just an embellishment for a special purpose.

However, although it is just an embellishment, it is really... heartbreaking.

(End of this chapter)