Chapter 1179: Bronze Kettle
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This breath was extremely cold, as if it was blowing out of the Nine Hells, and Wang Fatzi and the others couldn't help but shudder.
"What's going on?"
The expressions of several people changed greatly, and they hurriedly looked over, only to see that at the dantian of Ah Yan, a jet-black light burst out suddenly, this is a pure black, the most extreme black, even the darkness of the abyss is not comparable.
As if this is the source of all darkness!
And Ah Yan, who closed her eyes, also opened her eyes suddenly, her eyes turned into pitch black, those eyes were so terrifying, like an eternal abyss, devouring all light.
When the eyes opened, the whole space went dark.
The sky was shining brightly and the sky was clear, but the entire Yaoshen Mountain was dark. Wang Fatzi and the others hurriedly took up their cultivation and concentrated their aura on their eyes so that they could see clearly.
"What the hell is this?"
Wang Fatzi gasped, at this time, Ah Yan's eyes were dark, and his expression was cold and ruthless, there was no doubt that this was not Ah Yan herself, but something in her body.
At the same time, the entire medicine pool also boiled, and the medicine pool, which was originally like a jade liquid, suddenly began to change color, and a little bit of red bloomed in the medicine pool, and gradually, the entire medicine pool turned into a pool of blood.
This is not ordinary blood, but a blood with a light purple tinge.
"This is the blood of the fallen immortals?"
When Fat Wang saw this kind of blood for the first time, his eyes were surprised.
This kind of blood was extraordinary, and he felt a huge coercion, and his whole body couldn't help but tremble in front of this blood.
At this moment, the blood seemed to come to life, constantly jumping, and faintly, a roaring and roaring sound could be heard.
The voice was filled with infinite reluctance and hatred.
"The blood of the fallen immortals. β
The corners of Ah Yan's mouth hooked up a wicked smile, and the voice she made was not herself, but a cold and ruthless voice, this voice could not distinguish between men and women, and it was extremely mysterious.
Ah Yan licked her lips, grabbed her hands into the pool of blood, and pulled a dark thing out of her.
This dark thing is constantly changing, and countless human faces appear, as if this is the appearance of all beings, and as if it is the resentment of all beings.
Looking at this dark thing, Ah Yan grinned, and a pitch-black bronze pot suddenly appeared behind him.
The bronze pot sucked at the dark thing, and sucked it in one fell swoop. After absorbing this dark thing, the pitch-black bronze pot made a pleasant sound as if it had eaten a full meal.
"What the hell is this?"
Wang Fatzi's expression couldn't help but turn a little pale, and the current situation was beyond his cognition.
What is the dark thing that has been captured from the blood of fallen immortals?
What is this black bronze pot in Ah Yan's body?
He couldn't help but look at Ningjiang, he knew that the answer to all this would definitely be found here in Ningjiang.
Ning Jiang glanced at him, as if he knew what he wanted to ask, and said lightly: "The dark thing that was caught out is the source of the blood of the fallen immortals, what it is, I can't tell you." And this bronze pot can be regarded as the nemesis of this dark thing, but this is an evil thing, no one can control it, and this thing has always been sealed in that Taoist temple. β
"If you want to know, one day in the future, you'll understand. β
Ning Jiang didn't say much, for the current Wang Fatzi, he knew too much, which was not a good thing.
"It's going to be able to stop for a while this time. β
Sure enough, not long after Ningjiang's voice fell, Ah Yan fell asleep again.
Han Laodao hurriedly hugged Ah Yan out.
Ning Jiang said: "You should know that this is just an expedient measure, sooner or later, this thing will not be sealed, and at that time, she will be dead." β
Han Laodao's eyes trembled, and he said in a deep voice: "I know." β
Ning Jiang glanced at him, and sighed again: "Why bother, since this thing has been sealed in her body, it is equivalent to having a way to destroy it, and the long pain is better than the short pain." β
"I can't do it. β
Han Laodao took a deep breath, he looked at the sleeping Ah Yan, his eyes showed a different feeling, and said, "She is my master, she saved me from being lonely, she was the one who brought me into that Taoist temple, how can I kill her?"
"Master?"
Wang Fatzi looked at Han Laodao in shock.
No matter how you look at it, Ah Yan is just a little girl about twelve years old, innocent and immature, while Han Laodao is gray-haired, and he is clearly a bad old man.
How can this little girl be Han Laodao's master?
"It's something inside her. Ning Jiang explained, "Have you heard of rejuvenation?"
"Rejuvenation?"
Undoubtedly, these four words have extraordinary magic.
In this world, many people are pursuing immortality, and rejuvenation is undoubtedly a kind of immortality.
This is a dream for many people.
But time is time, old is old, and rejuvenation is impossible at all, this is just a conjecture.
"Could it be she?" the fat man looked at Ah Yan incredulously.
"Yes, she's rejuvenated. Ning Jiang explained, and after listening to it, everyone felt like Wang Fatzi, and they felt incredible.
According to what Ning Jiang said, Ah Yan's own appearance should not be like this, but the bronze pot sealed in her body makes her rejuvenate, of course, this kind of rejuvenation is not without a price.
With the rejuvenation of her body, her memories have also disappeared, and she has long forgotten who Han Laodao is. Ning Jiang looked at Ah Yan and said, "Every time she rejuvenates, she is actually devouring her vitality, and her vitality is limited, in order to maintain her vitality, you need to let this bronze pot absorb other vitality." β
Ning Jiang looked at Han Lao Dao and said, "His injuries are so serious, and his appearance is gray-haired, just because he has been devoured by this thing with too much vitality. β
"So, it's all about saving her?"
At this time, Wang Fatzi and others also understood.
Ah Yan is not as immature as he seems on the surface, and Han Lao Dao is not as old as he seems on the surface, both of them have been devoured a lot of vitality, Ah Yan is the one who rejuvenates, and Han Lao Dao is the one who is aging.
One positive and one negative, two extremes.
"I understand, this bronze pot, every once in a while, has to absorb a certain amount of life force, is that true?" Wang Fatzi said.
"Not bad. β
Ning Jiang nodded.
This time, the bronze pot absorbed the dark things, but it would stop for a while.
Otherwise, if there is no such dark thing, then the bronze pot will need the vitality of Ah Yan and Han Lao Dao, the vitality of both of them is not much, once it is absorbed again, there is only a dead end.
"Then how can we destroy this bronze kettle?"
"This is something that even the Great Emperor can't destroy, born from the darkest, only seals. "Ningjiang Road.
(End of chapter)
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