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Why did Lin Ming¡¯s memory appear in my dream?
In other words, how come there is Lin Ming¡¯s memory in the Demon God¡¯s Tomb?
Thinking of this, Sheng Mei felt confused again.
Sheng Mei couldn¡¯t understand, but now, she could only watch Lin Ming¡¯s life silently.
Her heart was trembling.
She was looking forward to it because she wanted to know about Lin Ming's life.
But more she was afraid, she was afraid of seeing Lin Ming die alone
She watched as Lin Ming sobered up, said goodbye to the two swordsmen, and left Sword Mountain.
She saw Lin Ming heading north, his body becoming increasingly dilapidated.
His cultivation level has regressed at a terrifying speed, and he has completely become a useless person.
Every day and every night, Shengmei followed Lin Ming and looked at Lin Ming's back, which although he stood up straight, was infinitely lonely and lonely, her heart felt as if it had been cut by a knife.
Back then, when Sheng Mei left, she thought about the pain and sorrow that Lin Ming might face in the future, but when she actually experienced it with him, the feeling was completely different.
She was almost immersed in the situation and felt it firsthand. A peerless genius who once stood at the top of the Thirty-three Heavens and saved the human race single-handedly was knocked down from the mortal world. Not only did his power quickly disappear, but his life span was only a few decades. What was his state of mind at that time
Even a person as determined as Lin Ming cannot withstand such a blow.
Shengmei followed Lin Ming to Qingmulg City.
She looked at the hawkers, the fortune tellers, the beggars, the scholars, the woodcutter, and all kinds of mortals that she had almost never seen before.
Then, she saw Lin Ming taking a pancake from a pancake seller. When he tasted the five flavors of life from the pancake, Shengmei's eyes, unconsciously, became hazy
She could not imagine how much Lin Ming endured when he lost everything in one day when the human race was almost in despair.
¡°Perhaps¡this is even more cruel than letting the Soul Emperor kill him back then¡
In Qingmulg City, Lin Ming stopped at the places where he lived when he was a child.
After that, Lin Ming continued to go north.
In the northern desert, there was heavy snowfall. I don¡¯t know when it started. Lin Ming¡¯s face turned pale and bloodless. He was trembling all over and coughing up blood.
again and again.
Shengmei knew that what Lin Ming coughed up was blood essence.
Although his soul was weakened, Lin Ming's physical body was still strong at this time and could still produce blood. However, his soul was not strong enough to control such a powerful physical body, nor could it withstand the excessive power of Qi and blood. Therefore, under the self-protection of his body, he Will cough up the blood.
If this continues, there is no doubt that his body will slowly lose all its essence and blood and die.
Looking at the scarlet blood drops, Sheng Mei felt extremely dazzling.
She saw that Lin Ming met her old friend again, or in other words, he found him actively using his senses.
That was an old man, weather-beaten, and his body was full of hidden injuries.
She saw Lin Ming saving a little girl.
That little girl had pure eyes. She was the only kind-hearted girl who dared to give Lin Ming a sip of water when Lin Ming fell to the ground due to extreme weakness during the war-torn times.
She saw that Lin Ming was only dealing with a few mortals, but he was bleeding because he was injured
The genius who was once so powerful has now become so weak.
She saw Lin Ming finally saying goodbye to these people and leaving alone. His health was already so bad that his steps were staggering.
Sometimes, he would suddenly become weak and fall to the ground.
His clothes were torn, his hair was unkempt, and he looked as desolate as a beggar.
He wanted to walk into a city, but in those turbulent times, the soldiers guarding the city thought he was a refugee and kicked him out.
He didn¡¯t say anything, nor did he do anything to the guard.
He just dragged his lonely back and left silently. Under the sunset, his upright and thin figure was like a needle piercing Shengmei's heart
Vaguely, Sheng Mei felt that everything around her was blurry. She recalled the words Lin Ming once said to herself when he came to the soul world to find her before the catastrophe of the human race broke out
"I remember when I was still a mortal, an old friend warned me not to be stubborn and practice martial arts, because I didn't want to be a bad person for the rest of my life.I can only lie in bed, and my answer is Martial arts is like a ball of fire. Those who practice martial arts are burned by the flames. The pain and dangers involved are countless. Those who cannot persevere are turned into ashes. Those who persevere are reduced to ashes. If I am reborn from the ashes, even if I am just a weak moth, I will not hesitate to rush into the flames to fight for the one-in-a-million chance of Nirvana and becoming a phoenix"
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"I am not a God-conferring Heavenly Lord. I will walk the path that belongs to me. I will not regret the choice I made by myself!"
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"If life is just like the first time we met, with ups and downs and prosperity, and suddenly looking back, it is just a passing cloud. I am only fighting for my way in the world of mortals, even if it is a wave, I will move forward bravely"
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Shengmei knew deeply that Lin Ming had an unshakable commitment to martial arts.
Back then, Shengmei had advised him to give up the idea of ??saving the human race. After all, at that time, Lin Ming was the only one in the Holy Lord stage. No matter from any aspect, he was insignificant in the wave of catastrophe that could sweep the world. Not even a small wave can be stirred up.
Once the human race is destroyed, Lin Ming, who is so weak, will also lose protection and will be drifted in the endless wind and waves, and may be destroyed directly.
But Lin Ming never gave up. He came to the Soul Realm alone, looking for an alliance with the Soul Clan under almost impossible circumstances.
¡°Then he moved to the Ancient God Realm to seek a way to save the world for a slim hope
But he is such a person, and now, Sheng Mei can only see his lonely back, and the layers of scarlet blood
What kind of change is this
Sheng Mei¡¯s heart was trembling.
Having not personally experienced this with Lin Ming, she would never have been able to imagine the extent of these sufferings.
"It's been so many years, is he dead"
Everything in front of him was already a scene from seven thousand years ago, and no matter what, seeing Lin Ming's physical condition, he couldn't hold on for so long.
And what follows seems to confirm Sheng Mei¡¯s guess.
Shengmei saw Lin Ming going to a valley for retreat.
Shengmei was surprised to see that when life was completely hopeless, Lin Ming actually started to relax. His weak soul could not bear the power of his own blood and cultivation, so Lin Ming simply lowered his cultivation level and kept lowering it. As far as his soul power can bear it!
This will undoubtedly greatly shorten his life and make him more miserable in the last years of his life.
But he did it without hesitation.
He seems to want to break and then stand up, turning the cocoon into a butterfly!
How can this be!
Shengmei shook her head, it was impossible. The soul was so weak, and the fire of life was like a candle in the wind. I am afraid that Lin Ming would die even if he did not even reach the end!
It¡¯s all over here. Perhaps the images he can still see are only a few years away. This canyon is Lin Ming¡¯s final tomb.
All this proves that some of the insignificant hopes that she placed on Lin Ming back then were actually just the psychological comfort that Sheng Mei gave her. Miracles can happen to Lin Ming, but what he longs for is not a miracle, but an impossibility.
She saw that while Lin Ming was doing his martial arts, the veins on his forehead were bulging one by one, and every pore in his body began to spurt blood mist.
The pain involved in this can be imagined.
However, at this moment, Lin Ming let alone screamed, and his expression was as firm as iron, without any hint of ferocity or distortion.
He endured such pain with all his strength, just because he refused to give in!
Even though the road ahead is already a dead end!
Sheng Mei really couldn't bear to watch it anymore, she could already predict the next result
Time passed, and in the endless pain, Lin Ming gritted his teeth and held on.
One year, two years
Lin Ming, whose body was completely broken, could hold on for so long by clenching his teeth. It would be so painful for an ordinary warrior.
But Lin Ming¡¯s will was too strong.
In the past two years, the blood essence flowing out of his body has dyed the entire cave red, and the rugged rocks are covered with coagulated plasma.
Shengmei didn't know how many times she saw Lin Ming lying on the ground retching, seeing blood beads hanging on his forehead, biting his lip, and his fingers, including toes, deeply embedded in the rock and soil. Mix this plasma.
However, he still did not give up. There was an unyielding fierceness in his bones!
Sheng Mei sighed softly, her eyes already blurred
(I won¡¯t sleep today, let¡¯s see how much I can write)
?¡(Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)?I¡¯m asleep, let¡¯s see how much I can write)
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