Chapter 325: The inscription in the stele recites a triumphant song

Looking at this familiar and unfamiliar everything, Li Qinglian's chaotic heart rarely calmed down......

It's just that the flow of people shuttling in front of him is no longer a monk, but a living corpse, with a strange expression on his stiff face, a thousand faces, a thousand expressions, and a thousand moods......

They are all reluctant to give up on the world, they entered Shude, left behind a remnant, and retained their memories, but they can no longer enter the yang world, and their worries are still concerns, whether they give up or get, no one can give an accurate answer......

The vendors on both sides of the street shouted and bought, it seemed that there was no difference between the earthly world, but looking at the things they bought, listening to the content of the shouting in their mouths, even Li Qinglian twitched the corners of her mouth.

"The ancestral heirloom has changed the bones, the best jade bones, removed from the body of the one yuan god powerhouse, the hardness is not said, replace it with one to do ten!"

"Come on, come on, take a look, change your arms and legs, it's your head, we can change it for you, do you want to experience the thrill ......of walking on two legs?

The peddler's stall was full of white arms and thighs, left and right, in all styles...... Looking like that, it was obviously taken off from someone else.

Not to mention, someone really went to change it, only to see a young man-like living corpse, with stiff steps, squatting down to pick up the arm on the ground and compare it with his empty shoulder.

A look of satisfaction flashed in his eyes from time to time, and he finally picked a strip that matched his body, dropping a large pile of stones like black crystals, exuding a heavy yin qi......

The peddler's eyes lit up, he grabbed his arm, pulled the yin qi into a needle and thread, and sewed the arm up to the young man's living corpse.

Except for some traces of stitching at the joint, there was nothing unusual, and the young living corpse moved his arm with satisfaction, and the arm that was sewn moved freely......

Li Qinglian was stunned for a moment, this is okay? The world is so big, it is really strange, even the limbs can be traded? The black crystal-like stone is like the spiritual liquid in the yang world, but it carries yin qi.

Reiki is not half useful for living corpses, but it is Yin Qi that replaces the existence of Reiki......

The scene of a prosperous era in Tianlang City, Li Qinglian can be said to be overwhelmed, and it is really unique, just like another civilization.

The desolate spirit did not stop for a single step, and walked towards the center of Tianlang City with Li Qinglian.

From a distance, Li Qinglian could easily see the black stone tablet standing in the center of the city, because it was too large and conspicuous......

When he really stands under the stele, he can truly appreciate his grandeur and enormity, like a heavenly sword inserted in the endless earth.

I don't know what material the stele body is made of, after years of baptism, it still exudes a rich black light, and on the inscription, there are dense small characters engraved, like the size of a grain of rice, Li Qinglian looked at it seriously.

"In the battle of the Black Water Stream, there are more than 76.3 million soldiers who cut the sky, 17 heavenly generals, and one God! No one in the northern part of the red wolf survived, and all of them died in battle.

Zhou Heng, 13,421 years old, Nantong Shanren clan, participated in the war for more than 3,000 years, and killed a total of 171 heavenly soldiers......

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Below it was column after column, densely packed, with the names of all those killed in the northern part of the Red Wolf, and all the battles were inscribed on the stone tablet.

However, the people inscribed on the stele were all killed in the battle of Heishuijian......

"In the Beilu Star Sea Battle Heaven, more than 32.3 million soldiers were killed, six heavenly generals, and Hong Zhen died in battle, and a monument is hereby left to commemorate his brave......ry."

There are too many, one battle after another, countless, maybe now engraved on the inscription is just a string of words, but it represents a piece of fresh life, just fell on the road to the sky.

Even now, no one remembers their names, and the only thing left in the world is a text engraved on the tablet, which records their lives in just a dozen words......

Li Qinglian took a deep breath, and between her eyes, she read the entire inscription word by word, all of which were engraved in her mind, and she didn't dare to forget it!

He wants this world to remember everything that his ancestors have done, and if the monument is gone, at least Li Qinglian still remembers them......

Every name is silently flowing in my heart, it is bitter, I only hate to be born too late, I can't fight with it! This is a big regret in life!

Those brilliant achievements are one tragic song after another, and they were created by the ancestors with all their lives! How dare Li Qinglian forget! How can he forget!

The desolate spirit looked at this scene, silent, biting her lower lip, she existed because of Li Qinglian, so she could clearly feel her mood at the moment, it was an unforgettable pain, a pain that could not breathe......

I wanted to say something, but when it came to my lips, I couldn't say anything.

"Where is he?" Li Qinglian said hoarsely.

"...... on the stele," replied the Aragare.

Li Qinglian nodded, looked up at the top of the stele, the top was directly inserted into the gray cloud, which was no longer visible, but Li Qinglian said loudly: "I'm here, don't you still want to see me?"

The words came out for a long time, but there was no response, but the next moment, Li Qinglian was already on the stone tablet.

The huge stele has been inserted into the sky of clouds, standing here, as if standing on a stable earth, with an endless bright galaxy overhead, but this starry sky is completely different from what can be seen by the outside world, eternal and immovable, magnificent and bright.

Li Qinglian looked up at the sky, but she was deeply attracted by the starry sky, and her whole mind was immersed in it, everything was so beautiful and real.

"Isn't it beautiful? This is the starry sky, now it is no longer visible, under the canopy, everything you see is an illusion, and the truth has long been obscured...... "The slightest voice of words floated in, with a touch of emotion, a sigh.

"Enjoying the entire starry sky alone is really domineering, the starry sky should belong to thousands of living beings, how can you enjoy such a scenery exclusively!" Li Qinglian's eyes flashed with cold light......

He wants the world to be white, he wants everyone to have the opportunity to stand at the top, and he wants to fight for all the souls of heaven and earth to be fair and bright......

Retracting his gaze, he saw a person standing on the stele, this person with a beast body and a human face, two green snakes hanging on his earlobes, between his gestures, his breath was not obvious, and his face was blurred.

The body of the beast is like a four-legged unicorn, and it is full of endless power between its gestures, but it does not have a trace of anger, he is also a dead man, but he was born dead, time and life, for him, there is no meaning......

"Extravagant...... I've finally seen you......" Li Qinglian said with a sinking of her eyes.