Heavenly Swordsman

Chapter 35: The trajectory of memories

The furore created from the destruction process of the demon heart sect and the increase in Qing Shan's cultivation made an enormous uproar.

The village that was once quite quiet except when the demon heart sect moved to make a riot, lately it became boisterous with various explosive booms, including explosions, the sound of weapons clashing with the sound of screams and howls of desperation of the elders of the sect adorned the hearing of every creature that was there.

Waves of waves of displacement villagers who can not stand the sound of the sound of screams that are so disturbing, plus the thump and impact that shook the earth, as well as the heat caused by the huge energy friction in the battle, making the villagers evacuate far away.

Now the incident has spread to where.

Although the incident has been completed but the story of the incident continues to roll.

The destruction of the demon heart sect shook the other black flow sect, they felt a dilemma between the choice to endure or disperse the sect.

All their predictions and considerations were to be considered, whether the destruction would be total for all the sects of the black stream, considering that already the two great sects had been scorched on earth or just the destruction of its nature, which was just a matter of its nature, limited to those sects who had foolishly offended a power they should not disturb.

As many sects considered the choice between disbanding or surviving, a small, newly grown sect of marauders and delinquents began to disperse, the other part chose to join the remaining great sect sect.

Many of the white flow cultivators from other regions were traveling to the new city of Suciehn, curious about all the evolving story stories, so interested to come to just look at the scene, he said, they know very well, from the impact of the breadth of the battle arena on the scorched earth, the story that develops is not too exaggerated.

Elsewhere a young man was sitting pensively, on a river rock in the former village of Qing Shunzhuan.

His gaze was far overawed recalling the memories of the past where they were then with cheerful laughter loose without burden, about to jump into the bottom of the river from the rock he was currently sitting on, of course at that time this stone felt very high before he could fly like now.

Feeling unwilling to be alone in those deep sorrow memories, Qing Shan took out Luo Pangzi and Mei Yin along with her mother's father from the soul world, as the emotions in their hearts spilled over realizing where they were.

Everyone felt a tightness in his chest, why was a human being that evil?

Why should power be used to destroy and oppress the weak?

Why are people so greedy and so hard to share?

Slowly they begin to move from there slowly and often stop.

After washing their faces in a river full of memories, tears fell, the pain of resentment and hate that fused in their hearts, which they aimed at the badj!the robbers of the heart of the devil are so great, while at the same time their sorrowful longing and slashed hearts, reminiscing about every event and event spent in the river, are remembered, they used to be with people they loved.

Is it the father's mother's sister's sister's relatives and all who've been in contact with them.

Even the mighty Qing Shan had to shed a lot of his tears in that place.

his hands clenched tightly as if bearing such a heavy weight, his nails pierced the flesh letting out blood dripping carried away by the flowing river water.

This village seems to complain of longing for its residents, they do not want to be abandoned but have no choice, the wind that blows gently caresses to welcome the original inhabitants, the master in this village who has not been found for a long time, it was as if the wind was wooing for all to come back.

The trees there whose fruit they used to eat as children seemed to speak, so that they would not be left behind.

The path in the village has been covered with thick grass because it is never again in human stampede, a large field belonging to the village where ordinary residents gather and chatter to share stories in the afternoon, after finishing a day working in the fields of agricultural businesses and their respective farms, have turned into wild forests.

It appeared at the end of the road that the village leader's old house had collapsed in half because it was not strong enough to support the grass and wood that was creeping

All destroyed by human greed, the spirit stones present in their village became a path that invited destruction.

All the screams of the innocent were heard pouring into the silence, the moment that the burned house of its inhabitants was dragged out and the lash of forced labor, bombarding memories and clawing souls.

The five of them all fell silent and all of their faces looked gloomy, their eyes were dewy and a sense of tightness as if blowing up their chests, everyone turned their faces around not wanting to be seen by the others.

When all the circumstances were so quiet and only the sound of a small animal was heard, the communication stone that was Qing Shan's heavenly treasure trembled then came the soft voice of a woman across there whom he had not heard for a long time, her voice softly chattering inquired and also told of her state, making Qing Shan's heart now feel warm, the pain that had been so agonizing since could not be resisted with anything, now disappeared like a cloudy cloud that was swept away by the strong wind.

°° " Oh so beautiful a woman even her voice alone can bring warmth "°°