The whirlwind swept and swept the yellow sand into the sky.

As the yellow sand flew and rolled, in the ground, the originally abrupt sandbags finally revealed their original appearance.

It was stone statue after stone statue.

Some of these stone statues are standing, some are kneeling, and some are looking up to the sky and roaring.

Their expressions were full of pain, fear, and wailing.

They stood like ominous and terrifying tombstones.

And unconsciously, such stone statues have been lined up all over Huijue's surroundings!

With the wind and sand blowing, there are already all such terrifying stone statues around! Not to mention hundreds!

An indescribable feeling of horror filled my heart and made my scalp tingle.

"Whew!"

The sad and mournful cry sounded faintly.

Even the wind and sand that rolled wildly around him could not hide the sound of sad crying.

The sound of crying came into Huijue's ears, and his whole heart felt as if it was going to be extinguished.

His soul couldn't help but tremble.

"Something's coming!!"

He couldn't help but gasp.

But at this moment, Uncle Lin, who led Huijue and Fu Qingxiao along the way, laughed cruelly,

"Huh!"

"Are you scared?"

"This is the lonely soul you are looking for, the half-immortal relic you are looking for. ”

"There are many, many people like you, but unfortunately, all of them have been turned into stone statues now. ”

Uncle Lin smirked.

His expression was already distorted.

He looked at Hui Jue and Fu Qingxiao, his expression full of disgust and hatred.

Unbelievably, his gaze, at this moment, seems to be exactly the same as the old woman at the entrance of the village!

And I don't know when, Uncle Lin has already stood by Lu Yi's side.

His hand grabbed Lu Yi's shoulder.

"Uncle Lin?"

Listening to Uncle Lin's voice in his ears, Lu Yi was a little overwhelmed.

But before he could say anything, Uncle Lin grabbed Lu Yi, and the figures of the two of them disappeared out of thin air.

For the rest, only Huijue and Fu Qingxiao were in the stone forest array and the terrifying whirlwind.

"Oops!"

A trace of extremely bad feeling rose from Huijue's heart.

He subconsciously wanted to use his magic powers of Buddhism and fled with Fu Qingxiao.

Half-immortal remnant soul, even if it is only half-immortal remnant thought, this kind of thing is not something he can deal with at all.

With a thought, the immortal of Muxian County can still remember the immortal will of so many sons and sages and kill them with one move!

But at this moment, Huijue's heart sank to the bottom.

His body couldn't move, his soul seemed to be imprisoned by something inexplicable, and even his consciousness seemed to stiffen.

He could only stand still, motionless, like a piece of wood.

Or rather, like a stone statue.

"Are these people all ......like this?"

Inexplicably, such a thought rose from Huijue's mind, and he suddenly seemed to understand something.

Unfortunately, he understood too late.

"Fu Qingxiao......!"

In his mind, another thought arose, and Hui Jue tried hard, wanting to look at Fu Qingxiao, but he couldn't do it at all.

He froze in place, staring blankly ahead.

For him, his time seemed to stand still.

Then, in the wind and sand, the cry became clearer and clearer, and a hazy and leisurely figure appeared in front of him.

She walked slowly.

With her crying, unspeakable sadness came into Huijue's heart.

Her appearance was hazy and indistinct, and even though she seemed to be not far ahead, she couldn't see clearly.

She ...... It is...... Half-Immortal Nan Huaiyi?"

In the stagnant consciousness, such a thought arose, and the sluggish Huijue looked blankly ahead.

"Yes, she is the half-immortal Nan Huaiyi, or rather, her remnant soul. ”

Fu Qingxiao's voice sounded from Huijue's ears.

Hearing Fu Qingxiao's voice, Huijue's soul couldn't help but tremble!

"Are you alright?!"

Such a thought came to his mind subconsciously.

But as soon as his thoughts fell, Fu Qingxiao seemed to smile bitterly,

"I'm just like you, I can't move now. ”

"But don't worry, she won't hurt us. ”

Fu Qingxiao said with certainty.

"Why?"

Hearing Fu Qingxiao's words, Huijue's heart couldn't help but return like this.

"Why? Because we brought the man she'd been waiting for for more than 3,000 years, and wanted to see again. ”

Fu Qingxiao said leisurely, with a slight sigh in his voice.

When her voice fell, Huijue was stunned, and in front of her, the lonely soul who was originally crying was also stunned.

The hazy lonely soul's originally vague appearance suddenly became clear, and the image of a beautiful woman was reflected in Huijue's eyes.

She looked at Huijue stupidly, and in her cold and sad eyes, two lines of tears flowed,

"You...... Finally willing to see me......"

Cold and sad words fell.

"Hey......"

From Huijue's side, a familiar man's sigh sounded.

His sighs were filled with lamentation, self-blame, chagrin, irritability, regret, and so on.

Then, incredibly, everything around me came to a standstill.

The wind and sand rolling around the wrap also stopped instantly.

Then from Huijue's body, a wisp of phantom walked out.

This phantom image is the appearance of a hazy man.

He was dressed in tatters, ragged and unkempt.

"It's you?!"

Seeing this hazy phantom appear, Huijue was already shocked in his heart!

Isn't this the sloppy celestial man he met in the ruined temple on the eve of entering the city of Leizhou? !

At this moment, countless thoughts rose from Huijue's mind.

Is the sloppy celestial being the husband of the half-immortal Nan Huaiyi?!

What is this phantom of his? thoughts? Or what?

Why did he follow him?

How did Fu Qingxiao know?!

What the hell is going on with all this?!

At this moment, Huijue, who originally thought that he seemed to have seen something clearly, suddenly fell into an unspeakable confusion again.

He suddenly had a feeling that everything about himself seemed to be arranged by others.

Even, a terrifying thought rose in his head.

Does he really have a past life?

Does that experience of a past life really exist?

Or maybe it's just an illusion.

Who is he?

Who the hell is he?

Where the hell did he come from?

Who the hell is arranging his life?!

Countless thoughts rose up suddenly, and his soul seemed to be confused and completely lost at once!

"Little monk!"

Suddenly, at this time, the voice of the sloppy celestial man sounded from Huijue's ears, as if he had been empowered, awakening Huijue's consciousness.

"You're in love!"