Chapter 52: My sorrow, let the world grieve together!

When everyone was amazed at the grandeur of the White Emperor's vision, the White Emperor himself looked at everyone in confusion? There were five people on the way to the sky, and four of them opened the vision, but I didn't open the vision? So, is it the hidden master below? What is this for?

And the Buddha and the Vermilion Bird Holy Maiden both set their eyes on the emperor, no one can open a vision on this road anymore, and the vision overwhelms the Buddha, on this road, and even among the people in this square, there are not many people who can do it except for the white emperor, not to mention that the people below don't need visions at all, they just need to look up at the projection of the Qingtong ancient mirror. So this vision must belong to the White Emperor!

But after all, the Vermilion Bird Holy Maiden was a woman, and her heart was more detailed, and she immediately found that when the White Emperor first discovered the vision, it was not pride or conceit, but doubt? Yes, it was doubt. Could it be that the emperor felt that his vision was not strong enough?

The wind is swaying, the clouds are bright, and the people watching the battle today have really experienced too many ups and downs, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is not an exaggeration to say that there are waves of unevenness and waves of ups and downs. After all, within a day, the princes of the imperial capital were defeated by an unknown dark horse, and then the black horse was quickly stepped into the dust by several emperors who suddenly appeared. Even a few emperors almost fought, and they even saw a vision that had not appeared for hundreds of years or thousands of years, which was simply a worthwhile trip, not to mention that it was a bloody gain!

At this time, all kinds of visions in the sky were disturbed, behind the golden giant Buddha, the Buddha and Arhat sat down jaggedly, and a huge Vermilion Bird next to it stood in the northeast corner, and below the Vermilion Bird, there were two round beads, one black and one gray, slowly moving forward, it was the suppressed Mordor and Devil May Cry. And with the appearance of the fifth vision, the glimmer of the sunset is like a super infectious dye, completely dyeing the sky blood-red, and the people below seem to have suddenly entered the night of Devil May Cry from daytime, and finally to the dusk of the White Emperor, the sunset sprinkled the sunlight in the woods, and the shadows of the trees were pulled by the old elders, and even the boulder and the lone figure on the boulder were glued together. The giant tree that had fallen to the ground, its roots uprooted by people seemed to have turned into snake pythons that were chosen to devour people in the setting sun, and the swarthy sand swayed with the breeze.

"It's so sad, I feel like I've lost something. Someone in the crowd whispered to themselves.

"yes, what the hell have I lost?" said someone who looked as if he had hysteria.

"Ah, I want to cry. ”

"I want to cry too, don't stop me, ah, ah, ah" Some people began to cry.

And in the circle where the patriarchs were, someone looked solemnly at the lonely back in the sky: "It's incredible that this vision can affect people's moods. Could it be that the emperor is really so strong?"

As the atmosphere of sadness continued to spread, many people in the crowd hid their faces and wept, some people wept silently, and some people cried loudly.

Bai Dizi looked at the crowd below, and forcibly suppressed the sadness that suddenly appeared in his heart, what was going on? Who was it? Whose vision was it! It could actually make people feel his sadness and affect people's state of mind! For the first time, Bai Dizi was upset.

"Amitabha. The Buddha sang the Buddha's horn in a low voice, and his lips moved silently, which was silently reciting the mantra of purifying the mind, and it was obvious that the Buddha's state of mind was also affected.

The Suzaku Holy Maiden on one side stood there in a daze, and the Suzaku was also quietly coiled in the air, as if turned into a statue, and one person and one finch fell into silence, and then, I saw a tear falling silently from the eyes of the Suzaku Holy Maiden......

Further, Mordor and Devil May Cry were even more unbearable, even the vision began to flicker violently, as if it would explode at any time, if they could still follow the Buddha far behind them to climb the stairs before, then they are now unable to protect themselves, let alone ascend the stairs, and as Mordor and Devil May Cry's state of mind is affected, even the vision begins to be unstable!

"Please accept the vision of the White Emperor, I am willing to admit you as the first in this level!" Although the low-level patriarch-level characters are not as noble as the emperor, their strength is definitely above the emperors, and respecting the emperor is only respecting the original emperor.

The White Emperor frowned, he also wanted to admit it but it was really not him! He shook his head lightly and spoke slightly. The people below couldn't see or hear, but the Buddha near could see clearly, and he said three words: It's not me. And the long sword behind the White Emperor was also trembling violently, obviously resisting the impact of the new vision on his state of mind.

If it's not him, who else can it be? The Buddha looked at the White Emperor suspiciously, the two looked at each other, and suddenly both of them thought of a possibility at the same time, and the two of them looked at the bottom of the road to heaven at the same time, only to see a young man with tattered sleeves and bloodstains, his blue clothes stained with blood stains like poignant flowers blooming, and he was standing on the steps with his hands hanging down.

It turned out to be Li Yuanzhi, Li Yuanzhi who was ignored by them.

The people below followed the eyes of the Buddha and the White Emperor, and saw that Li Yuanzhi, who was supposed to be lying on the steps, stood up at some point, his waist was straight, as if the pressure on the steps no longer restrained him at all, and on Li Yuanzhi's cheeks, there was still a tear that was about to fall like a crystal dew drop in the morning, shining with golden brilliance in the setting sun!

My sorrow, let the world grieve!

"Woo woo, big brother is so pitiful. A little girl with big black eyes with yellow hair clutched the sleeve of the young man next to her.

When everyone next to her was sad that she seemed to have lost the most important person, the little girl just looked at the lonely figure in the vision and felt so pitiful, and just by magnifying her back I don't know how many times, she could see that person was Li Yuanzhi!

As the little girl spoke, the people around her came to their senses.

And at this moment, everyone came to their senses, it turned out that Li Yuanzhi opened his eyes, so the vision was no longer affected by Li Yuanzhi's vision of sadness at that time, because Li Yuanzhi was no longer sad at this time.

Fortunately, Li Yuanzhi came to his senses at this time, otherwise if only the people around the little girl were sober, then it would definitely attract attention, and this strange thing would also cause a monstrous disaster for the brother and sister!

And now that everyone is waking up one after another, they will only think that it is because Li Yuanzhi woke up, but in fact, the people around the little girl wake up a few seconds earlier than others!

Li Yuanzhi woke up, and the White Emperor also felt the disappearance of sadness, because the long sword behind his back was no longer trembling, but it was still much faster than the frequency of trembling before, because it was only the spiritual impact of the Heavenly Road and the vision of the Buddha that made him need the protection of the long sword, but now with Li Yuanzhi's vision, the White Emperor's face was ugly for the first time.

Li Yuanzhi woke up, he looked around and found that several emperors were already far ahead of him, but he was not lost or in a hurry, the first or anything was never his goal, he just wanted to find the clues left by his grandfather.

Collecting his emotions and being a little familiar with the vision, Li Yuanzhi once again ascended the stairs in his unique posture, not caring about other people's opinions.