Chapter 1945 – Death Sect!

The green mountains no longer …… became bare mountains of death.

The green water is no longer clear and emits a fishy odor ……

Even the wind that blew over was permeated with vicissitudes and sadness, carrying the flavor of decay.

There was also that one exquisite attic hall that was covered in dust while losing its vitality, a piece of decline.

The stone steps of that small mountain, but also a lot of broken, a large number of debris in that wind, seems to send out a mournful music.

Those in the previous Wang Lin look, walking fast East Lin sect disciples, at the moment all are in the square, in the hall, in the stone steps of a skeleton, do not know how long dead, flesh has long been rotting, became a skeleton look.

There is that within their respective residences, sitting cross-legged one of the East Prosperity Sect disciples, the same, all skeletons ……

This is a dead sect!

There is not the slightest bit of vitality, being surrounded by a thick dead air ……

But in this East Pro within, but in that thick dead air, diffuse a dream barrier existence, this dream barrier is composed of countless people before death illusions, like these dead East Pro disciples, they die, they do not know that they have died ……

They were still in that dream, practicing on.

This is also the reason why before, Wang Lin and Liu Jinbiao stood there, and one by one, the disciples of the Dong Lin Sect walked past them without the slightest discovery, not because Wang Lin didn t exist, but because they …… didn t exist.

To say that it was a ghost was also inappropriate, here in Wang Lin looked at it, there was no ghost. There is, just a stream of not knowing the death of the dream barrier …… under this dream barrier, outsiders, even if they come here, it is difficult to find out the end, and even attracted by it in the middle, there will be a scene similar to the hallucination, which in fact, is due to the outsiders’ dream barrier, and the fusion of this place, integrated into it.

Throughout history this place has been destroyed for countless years, specifically how long, Wang Lin does not know …… but he understands that perhaps these countless years, many people come here did not find that this is actually already a dead clan, after being a guest here, and then leave ……

But he couldn’t have been the first one to notice the end of this place!

Because he saw, in the center of that East Prosperity Sect, within a huge palace, there was a sad vitality that existed silently.

That vitality was full of loneliness and sadness, just like a young son who had lost all of his relatives after his home was destroyed, in the ruins, after crying mournfully for a long time, he silently guarded it.

No one to accompany, there is only the ruins of death and a corpse, in that loneliness and sadness, cohesion of all the dream barriers, so that this illusory green mountains and green water, illusory prosperous clan, illusory one of the disciples of the East Prosperity Sect, to accompany their own ……

At the time when Wang Lin didn’t understand his own imaginary origin, he still couldn’t see it even when he came here, but at this moment, he saw and felt it, and in a light sigh, he closed his eyes again.

Waiting for that wind to pass, his open eyes within this East Prosperity Sect’s decay and death, disappeared, and in its place, was still that scene of abundant vitality and the many disciples’ exhaling to and fro.

“Let’s go.” Wang Lin spoke softly and walked toward the front. Liu Jinbiao couldn’t see the changes in this place, but he could vaguely feel that something wasn’t right here, and after looking around for half a day, he followed Wang Lin and stepped forward.

As he walked forward, outside Wang Lin’s body, he vaguely scattered ripples, these ripples could not be seen by outsiders, this was a manifestation of Wang Lin letting go of himself and allowing himself to integrate into the dream barrier here.

The moment he and Liu Jinbiao landed on the land of Donglin Sect, they saw two long rainbows whistling in the distance, and in front of the two of them, they transformed into a male and a female cultivator.

These two cultivators are not very old, the male cultivator is quite handsome, the expression does not have the slightest slowness, but reveals respect. The woman by his side, who was very beautiful, looked at Wang Lin and showed curiosity in her eyes.

“Senior, the late generation was ordered by the old ancestor to have a request for senior to go to the East Prosperity Hall.” That youth smiled and cupped his fists, his words were respectful, and his expression was the same.

The woman beside him, also clasped her fists and her gaze swept over Wang Lin.

Wang Lin looked at these two East Prosperity Sect disciples in front of him, sighed lightly inwardly, his expression softened, and he nodded.

Under the guidance of these two Dong Lin Sect disciples, they took Wang Lin and flew towards the Dong Lin Hall in the center, Dong Lin Sect was very large, and along the way, Wang Lin saw a scene of life within the entire Dong Lin Sect.

He saw many cranes flying, and on the ground, whether it was in the medicine courtyard or the disciples’ residences, there were cultivators present, either meditating alone or laughing with each other.

When the wind blew, it also contained a rich immortal aura, just like a fairyland outside the world.

On the way, Wang Lin also saw some of the disciples of the East Prosperity Sect speeding past, revealing themselves after seeing themselves and bowing respectfully with their fists.

East Lin Sect people, very gentle, for Wang Lin is quite polite, like Wang Lin is the guest of honor of this sect in general.

When they were about to approach the center East Lin Hall, two long rainbows with a shocking momentum whistled up and instantly came in front of Wang Lin, emitting a bright laughter.

“Dong Cun, Little Smoke, the two of you step back.” In that laughter, two cultivators were revealed within the two long rainbows, and the person who spoke was an old man with a middle-aged man beside him, smiling and cupping his fists towards Wang Lin.

These two people, all of them were certainly at the Golden Zun cultivation level, extremely extraordinary, and that old man cupped his fists to Wang Lin in a bright laugh.

“I, Xu Tiannian, am the Grand Elder of the East Prosperity Sect, by order of the old ancestor, I welcome senior to the East Prosperity Hall.”

“Late He Dao, East Lin Sect Patriarch, meet senior.” The middle-aged man smiled, his expression polite.

Looking at these two, Wang Lin’s eyes revealed sadness, what kind of loneliness can make a person, coalesce dream barriers to accompany ……

“Let’s go.” Wang Lin sighed lightly and spoke toward the two.

Accompanied by these two Gold Zun cultivators, who gave Wang Lin enough respect, they arrived at the center of this Dong Lin Sect, the holy place of the entire Dong Lin Sect, the Dong Lin Palace!

“The old ancestor is inside, it’s inconvenient for us to enter without a summons, so please go in on your own, senior.” The old man with the bright laugh cupped his fists towards Wang Lin and spoke respectfully.

Wang Lin nodded his head and looked at the door of that East Prosperity Hall, in fact, he could have come alone earlier, after seeing through the dream barrier of this place, and walked into this great hall that was in ruins and scattered sadness.

There was no need for him to talk to some illusory shadow in the dream barrier.

However, he didn’t do so, he could feel that sadness and loneliness, he gave respect to this old ancestor of the Dong Lin Sect, and in return, it was this old ancestor who gave respect to Wang Lin in that dream barrier.

“Jin Biao, wait for me outside.” Wang Lin spoke softly and took a step towards the East Prosperity Hall in front of him.

After Liu Jinbiao respectfully said yes, he subconsciously looked around, he always felt that there was something weird about this place, but he couldn’t tell what exactly was wrong.

Slowly walking towards that East Prosperity Hall, until the moment Wang Lin’s right foot completely stepped into this hall, a vicissitude voice, permeated with loneliness and sadness, echoed within this hall.

“You’re here …….”

Inside that hall, directly in front of Wang Lin, there were three huge statues, and engraved on the statues were two men and one woman, who looked up at the east with smiles at the corners of their mouths, and even more so, there was a majestic aura that was dispersed from within these three statues.

Under that statue, sitting on his knees was an old man wearing gray robes, this old man’s face was full of brown spots, just like a twilight old man among mortals. His expression was miserable, revealing endless sorrow.

He was sitting there, but on his body, outside of that sadness, there was a powerful aura that was deeply buried within his body, an aura that surpassed all the heavenly beings Wang Lin had ever seen.

“Here it comes ……,” Wang Lin sighed softly, walked over to the old man, sat down on his knees, and between lifting his right hand, took out a pot of wine.

“Either?” Wang Lin handed the jug of wine to the old man.

The old man was silent for a moment, took the jug of wine, and took a sip.

“I feel a familiar aura on you, you shouldn’t be here for the first time.” That old man raised his head and looked at Wang Lin.

“I came here in a dream.” Wang Lin took out a second wine pot and put it to his mouth and took a sip.

“Maybe …… I’ve been sitting here for a long, long time, so maybe you really did come here in a dream.” That old man looked at the door of the great hall in the distance and slowly said.

“The East Prosperity Sect in your dream, compared to now, is it the same?” That old man asked softly.

“The same.” Wang Lin looked at the old man, he could feel the other person’s sadness.

“Thank you ……,” that old man closed his eyes and two lines of tears, slowly extended out. With his cultivation, he shouldn’t have known what tears were, but now, it was after Wang Lin’s “same” sentence that it flowed down.

“I’ve been sitting here for a long, long time, and you’re the only one who, after seeing all of this, has given me a sense of familiarity ……Here, it’s my home ……I left early in my life until I returned home after becoming a Leaping Heavenly Dignitary , and it’s already like this …… “That old man opened his eyes, which contained pain and intense sorrow.

Wang Lin was silent.

“I don’t know who did it …… and can’t find out, even if it’s a Great Heavenly Father, it can’t be deduced …… I can only sit here, with my memories, compiling a dream, letting this dream come to accompany myself, letting the East Prosperity Sect, exist …… Until the one I die ……” The old man spoke softly, his words hoarse.

Wang Lin looked at the old man and didn’t say anything.

What kind of emotion can make a person so, what kind of sadness can make a person deceive himself with dreams, what kind of loneliness will make a person, accompany with illusions and memories.

“If Wan’er never awakened …… if Ping’er also can not open the double hmmm …… if the Vermilion Bird Star destroyed …… perhaps, I will also be like him I would be like him, sitting alone, within the pale starry sky, only on my own cultivation star, silently anesthetizing myself with dreams, compiling a dream-blocked world, in which there are my parents, me, Wan’er, Ping’er, and many, many more faces I’m familiar with. ……

If there really is a day, I might get so ……”

“Lock the fate of the dead sky, print the Underworld Dynasty, the beings of the people who can not get the true way, often sink into the sea of bitterness, forever lost the true way, Feng to cultivate the true line!” That old man suddenly opened his mouth and spoke such a sentence that made Wang Lin’s heart and mind shake!

“This sentence, with the blood of my Dong Lin Sect disciples, was written by that murderer, on a stone tablet ……”