Way Of Choices Chapter 592 - His Starry Sky Has Always Been There (1/2)
Chapter 592 - His Starry Sky Has Always Been There
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
Daoist Ji and Yu Ren walked through open fields
They did not walk on the official road, did not take a boat to travel on the Luo River They walked where human tracks appeared the least, deep within the weeds Their Daoist robes were covered in bits of grass, astick
Because it was hard for him to walk, Yu Ren was very slow Daoist Ji had to consider the speed of his disciple and naturally could not walk too fast However, they had clearly been in the snowy plains to the north of Mount Han just a few days ago, so how had they appeared here, in the plains fro city could be seen?
That city had no walls, but on this day in which the blue sky seemed to be washed clean, it was still visible froh platform, the tall s that stretched to the clouds
Though returning to this place after many years, Daoist Ji showed no emotion on his face, only his usual calm and indifference, or perhaps numbness Yu Ren had no impressions of the capital, nor did he have any sort of emotion towards it, yet his face still revealed curiosity and yearning Yet in the next raveness and unease
He gazed at a certain position in the sky, gazing at it for a very long ti wind of the plains brushed the black hair hanging over his forehead
He only had one eye that could see, and staring into the distance for so long made it prone to ache He rubbed his eye, unable to suppress his suspicions, wondering whether his eye had been seeing things aThat was your junior brother's Fated Star”
At so at the sky His perpetually calm and emotionless face finally revealed an extreh this smile was faint, it was rich with emotion
So many years had already passed, so otten which direction the wind had been blohen E had that conversation with hi to the sea of stars
Hearing Daoist Ji's words, Yu Ren became even ood thing”
After saying this, Daoist Ji continued forward
Yu Ren gazed at his back, opening his , but no sound would cons with his hands, but he could not make him see He could only shake his head and continue forward
The wind blew across the grass, opening a path
Master and disciple walked along this path through the plains, one happy, one concerned
At the end of this path, the capital loomed
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On the peak of Mount Han, on the shores of the Heaven Lake,was doing, at what he was experiencing Countless conversations expressing shock rose up, like the buzzing of sointo absolute silence
The crowd gazed at the cross-legged Chen Changsheng with faces bri his star!