Renegade Immortal

An hour later, the illusory scene gradually dissipated in front of everyone on the merchant ship and disappeared in Wang Lin's eyes. The mortal crew members were all still frightened and fell silent.

They could not forget everything they saw in the picture, especially when the volcano erupted. Burning stones were scattered in all directions, and a large piece of them was heading straight in the direction where they were, as if they could rush out of the picture and land on the ground. on board.

The scenes they saw with their real eyes made it difficult for them to distinguish between true and false, but they knew that this was Hai Ling's anger.

Wang Lin leaned against the wall of the ship, as if he had lost all his strength. The two lines of old tears left behind, passing over the wrinkles on his face, soaking his clothes. He looked at the place where the picture disappeared, and his whole body , at this moment, my mind went blank, and all that was left was the delicate white shadow in the picture.

"Is this real...or is it a shackle...is this also a dream..." For a long time, Wang Lin lowered his old head and stared at the sea in a daze.

Time passes, one month, two months, three months...

In the ninth month of going to sea, Wang Lin saw the true anger of the sea. That night, dark clouds covered the sky of the sea, thunder roared, and lightnings crisscrossed, some of which even seemed to be blasting into the sea. , shrouding the sea and sky in terrible flickering light and darkness.

Every time the lightning strikes, the sea will be illuminated. In that brief moment of brightness, you can see the waves rising, and the violent sound of the sea water crashing, as if it is trying to compete with the thunder!

The strong wind howled, and a large amount of seawater was blown onto the ship. In this dark night, every sailor and crew member was in fear, as if they were going crazy between life and death, constantly controlling the merchant ship individually, struggling under the wrath of the sea.

Everyone worships in their hearts, and they all want to leave their last words in their hearts, wondering whether they can see the next Chuyang.

The sea wind is raging, thunder is roaring, lightning is intertwined, and big waves are reaching the sky.

In this late night, Wang Lin stood on the boat, holding on to the long pole next to him. His body seemed to be out of his control, shaking violently. The strong wind came, and all his clothes were wet just once. , wet white hair dripping with sea water, but Wang Lin's eyes were as bright as radiance!

He looked at the anger of the sea and the motionlessness of the sea. His eyes became brighter and brighter, and his mind expanded infinitely at this moment until it was enough to accommodate the world.

"This is the power of heaven and earth, this is the true truth! This is the ruthless nature of everything!" Wang Lin smiled. His old laughter echoed in the thunder and tsunami. Although it was weak, it revealed his heart. A mighty spirit within.

He looked at the mortals around him struggling in this life-and-death crisis, and saw the merchant ship shaking violently, as if it could be submerged and swallowed at any time. Looking at all this, Wang Lin felt the reluctance in everyone!

It's just that this unwillingness is still a little weak. Under the wind, rain and tsunami, it is simply insignificant.

As the wind and waves became more violent, when a big wave hit, with a loud cracking sound, the sail of the merchant ship was directly broken by the wave, and fell directly with a bang. A crew member was unable to dodge and was It hit him on the body, but fortunately he was not seriously injured. After struggling to get up, he continued to pull the rope of the boat and fight for his life.

However, this merchant ship in the wrath of the sea was like a lonely leaf, without any strength to fight against the roaring sea. Under the big waves, the whole ship made an unbearable sound and seemed to be about to collapse.

The aura of despair permeated the ship and melted into everyone's heart. Wang Lin no longer clung to the ship's pole, but ignored his old age and tried his best to fight with the sailors together. In this angry sea, resist.

"Don't give up, we still have the strength..." A middle-aged sailor, holding on to the sea rope with a sad smile, lowered a sail and let the waves pass by. In the middle of life and death, he sang out A sea rhyme familiar to all sailors who go to sea.

"Don't despair, we still have dreams..." A boy less than twenty years old wiped the sweat from his face and shouted loudly, as if in this shout, he found the courage that was about to disappear.

"Don't be discouraged, we still know..." Under the wind, rain and waves, in the roar of the sky and the earth, the voices of more crew members echoed one by one and gradually merged together to form the strongest counter-sound of life. !

"Don't give in, we are still unwilling..."

"Don't close your eyes, we still want to see the scorching sun..."

"The heaven and earth are vast, but they can't cover up our cry for survival. We go to the sea to make a living, why should we fear death! The wrath of the sea spirit can scare us and drown us, but it can't stop our sea songs!"

All the crew members, under the bombardment of the wind and waves, roared out this song that has been spread forever in the sea of ​​Suzaku Star!

Each of those voices revealed a sense of daring, a sense of unyielding, a desire for life, and a fearlessness towards death. Wang Lin's old body, after hearing these calls under the thunder, , his eyes showed a brighter light.

"This is a rebellion! This is a rebellion against heaven and earth! Life and death, life and death, this rebellion breeds in life and death. It is precisely because there is unwillingness and unyielding that there will be Rebellion!

If there is no unwillingness and no reluctance, then there will be no life and death. Life is life, death is like... I understand! ! "Wang Lin was shocked. He was always confused about cause and effect, life and death, truth and falsehood, and could never see it completely. But at this moment, when he heard the connected sea songs, he felt like he was awakening and receiving enlightenment. Generally speaking, the whole person is enlightened!

Life and death!

Like a mountain, life is life and death is death. Seeing life is not life, seeing death is not death. But in the end, after understanding everything clearly, life is still life, death is still death!

Everyone has the fear of life and death. It is precisely because of this fear that it can evolve into two directions, one is smooth and the other is against!

Following life and death is the first state of life and death!

But if it turns into that adverse intention, it will see life as not life, and death as not death. This is the second realm!

People in the world often say that you can see through life and death, but in fact, you have not seen through life and death at all. It is impossible to see through life and death. At most, you only look down on life and death!

In that rebellious mood, he despised life and death, and Anke said that there is no joy in life and no fear in death! This is a determination to put it to death, but this is by no means seeing through!

The third realm of life and death is exactly what Wang Lin is pursuing. This last realm is also not about seeing through, nor is it a sense of detachment, but a word!

This sentence filled Wang Jing's mind, but he couldn't say it out. There seemed to be a barrier inside that prevented him from saying it.

In the wind and rain, those words of contempt for life and death, and the words of unyielding sea songs echoed. Gradually, the thunder dissipated, the lightning went away, the wind and waves in the sea also slowly receded, and a long night passed. Until the sun rises in the sky, shouts for the survivors continue to be heard on the ship.

Wang Lin looked at them with a smile on his face. He sat on the bow of the boat and looked at the early sun at the end of the sea and sky. He saw the white bird flying in the early sun, its screams echoing.

Until the eleventh month of going to sea, at the end of the sea, a continent was visible in the distance. When seeing the continent, there were bursts of happy shouts on the ship.

Waving to the crew members who had been accompanying them for nearly a year, Wang Lin left the merchant ship at dusk and came to this strange continent with the sea songs from a few months ago.

Here, there are many mortal kingdoms, as well as many sects and monks who may have met before.

Among those countries, there is one called the Fire Country.

Here, across the sea from his family car, Wang Lin looked calm as he walked step by step into a strange world, looking at the strange mountains, looking at the strange water, and looking at the strange things he encountered on the way. Unfamiliar faces.

Although he has never been here in this life, his name has spread to many places in the past ten years, and has also spread to this continent.

Although he is not as famous as in his hometown, Wang Lin doesn't care about it. He is just like a traveler, walking through mountains and rivers in this strange continent year after year. Passed through every country city.

In the blink of an eye, it has been three years.

Nineteen years have passed since he left Zhao State. Wang Lin's body was not as good as before, but he was tired. He held a walking stick in his hand, but he still persisted and walked step by step.

He went to many sects, immortal cultivators, and saw a lot. He also saw the Dagui Emperors in the mortal world one by one. Gradually, his name was known to countless people in this strange continent.

No matter which country or sect one belongs to, people all know that there is an old man named Wang Lin, a contemporary great scholar. He travels around the country, seemingly looking for something.

As he gets older, his words begin to decrease. But sometimes, he doesn't need to speak. He just looks at people with his wise eyes that seem to contain the world, which will make the other person confused in that world. In the middle, I don’t know when I will wake up.

In the autumn of the 19th year, Wang Lin came to a place filled with a large number of volcanoes. When he came, a volcano was erupting. Far away, Wang Lin could see black smoke billowing in the sky.

The heat wave blew from far away and fell on him. Wang Lin raised his head and looked at the black smoke at the end of the sky. His weathered eyes revealed a softness he had never seen before.

He saw a white figure walking out of the black smoke. The white figure was a woman with a black silk shawl. She looked very beautiful. She seemed to be collecting something from the volcanic eruption, holding a jade bottle in her hand. , as she turned around, she saw Wang Lin on the ground in the distance.

This look was unforgettable for Wang Lin, making him tremble, as if he had been waiting for this look for more than a thousand years, as if he had been waiting for this look for a lifetime, as if he came here just to wait for this woman, and now he is looking back. One look.