A delicate staff, emitting a faint, eerie light, suddenly appeared in the cell.
Lin Qing'er stared blankly at the Heavenly Serpent Staff in front of her, and a voice rang in her ears again, "The future is in your hands?"
Lin Qing'er picked up the Heavenly Serpent Staff and walked out of the prison cell.
Then, she unlocked all the cell locks, her clear, icy eyes sweeping over the anxious crowd, and said, "There's a commotion outside. The soldiers probably can't control the situation. Follow behind me. If you see the soldiers scattering, escape from the palace and stay far away from Nanzhao, understand?"
The Han people responded in unison. Lin Qing'er looked depressed and sighed softly. She was filled with sorrow at the thought that Nanzhao would come to this day, but there was nothing she could do about it.
Lin Qing'er led the way, followed closely by about a hundred Han Chinese, as they exited the dungeon.
Lin Qing'er was extremely familiar with the paths within the palace. Although she had brought over a hundred people with her, on the one hand, all the guards had rushed to the front hall, leaving no one behind; on the other hand, she knew which routes were safer, which allowed them to easily escape through the side gate.
As Lin Yi watched this scene, he realized that there are always some people who seek hope in despair and explore light in darkness.
Never give up.
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Chapter 163 Rain Falls
The battle between Queen Lin Qing'er and the Water Demon Beast has come to an end.
Lin Yi watched from afar as the woman with a human body and a snake's tail was surrounded by a holy light, the greatest radiance of humanity.
From that day on, the shadow of the Moon Worship Cult Leader loomed over the Nanzhao Kingdom.
Baseness is the passport of the base.
Nobility is the epitaph of the noble.
Look, in that gilded sky,
The distorted reflections of the dead floated everywhere.
...
A new turning point and twinkling stars,
It is filling the unobstructed sky.
Those are five thousand years of hieroglyphics.
Those are the eyes that people from the future gaze upon.
Lin Yi left the Nanzhao Kingdom silently, not feeling sad, because those people had never really been related to him.
There is always a reason why someone is pitiful.
The Miao people of Nanzhao abandoned their king, ignored the witch queen who saved them, and became fanatically superstitious about the Moon Worship Cult Leader. They had to bear the bitter fruit of their own actions.
However, Lin Yi still felt unwell; everyone has a sense of compassion.
Cultivators are human beings, and immortals are also human beings.
Those who are high above and indifferent to all living beings are gods and Buddhas, not immortals.
He sighed inwardly, "After all, I'm just an ordinary person."
Ordinary people, who can truly transcend the mundane?
Yuhang Town came into Lin Yi's view. In a tree hole under a big tree behind the Shilipo Mountain God Temple, he found the Water Spirit Orb.
This is a bead with a deep blue hue, giving it a gentle, watery feel.
"Hey! Don't touch my things!" Suddenly, a questioning voice came from behind, the voice very childish.
Lin Yi turned around and saw a little boy who looked about six or seven years old standing behind him.
Lin Yi asked, "Is this bead yours?"
The little boy said, "It was left to me by my father."
Lin Yi smiled and said, "How about I trade you something else?"
“Okay.” The little boy’s eyes darted around and he said, “I want a peerless divine sword.”
Lin Yi reached out and a branch as thick as an average person's wrist appeared in his hand. Then he pointed his fingers like a sword, and sword energy flew with wood chips. Soon a wooden sword appeared.
Lin Yi sealed a wisp of sword energy within the wooden sword and solemnly said to the little boy, "A true master of swordsmanship believes in having a sword in one's heart even without one's own. The absence of a sword is better than having one; then even grass, trees, bamboo, and stones can become swords. Here, take this sword. Remember what I'm saying today. Some people, even with a divine sword in hand, cannot become gods of swords."
The little boy, bewildered but impressed, reached out and took the wooden sword, feeling as if he held the whole world in his hands.
The dream ended just like that.
In the Sacred Tree Forest, Lin Yi looked at the Water Spirit Pearl in his hand and smiled. With all five spirit pearls gathered, it was time to repair the Qiankun Bracelet.
Lin Qing'er also saw the Water Spirit Orb. She parted her lips slightly, but the words remained unspoken.
The hardships and suffering of the past have left Lin Qing'er feeling extremely exhausted. She is tired, very tired, very tired.
I really want a shoulder to lean on, a place to rest for a while...
In the Small Universe Realm, Lin Yi held five constantly rotating spirit pearls that shimmered with various colors in his left hand, and a Universe Bracelet made of Hunyuan Steel in his right hand.
The key to the Five-Pointed Star Divine Restriction of Heaven and Earth flowed through his mind; he had already thoroughly comprehended this Daoist technique.
The primordial energy flowed through Lin Yi's fingertips, the Tai Chi split, Yin and Yang opened up, the four symbols gave rise to the five elements, and the mystery of creation from nothingness was revealed.