Countless forbidden heavenly thunders descended, like a true dragon that crisscrossed the galaxy, with the most terrible power of cause and effect, flooding this forbidden land, as if it involved the deepest layer, everything was unheard, and was covered by the years

The mountain was extremely steep, and the petals wrapped in thick fog quickly fell to the drunken ruthless.

He raised his hand to catch a piece, the aroma could not be dissolved, so that he almost fell drunk here, look closely, there is still a layer of crystal on the inner wall of the petals with golden spots.

"Pollen!"

A layer of pollen is glued to it, and it flows with a sheen.

Drunk ruthlessly stretched out his hand and successively took three petals in his hand, two of which were slightly lighter, because only a little pollen was sticky, and the other was rich and fragrant because of withering and dissipating vitality.

Seeing this, drunk and ruthless, he clutched the petals.

However, he soon found that the petals in his palm were no longer warm, and there was a feeling of wilting, and he spread out his palm and found that the crystal on the three petals had disappeared, and the petals had also dried up!

In an instant, they lose their luster, lose their vitality, and turn yellow.

What's going on?

With a little force, one of the petals dissolves into crumbs.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but along the way, drunk and ruthless, I always feel something strange in my body, very subtle, and occasionally I will touch a trace of warmth, flowing in flesh and blood.

If you think about it carefully, it disappears again, and if you don't care about it, it appears again inadvertently.

Delusion, or body allergies?

He wondered, was his perception disordered?

"It started with this hand. ”

He spread out his right hand, and the first time he realized it was in the palm of his right hand, but there was nothing there.

"A petal had somehow dried up in my right hand. ”

Drunk and ruthless while hurrying, while pondering this matter, he felt that it was not so simple, this matter was a little strange, which made him very uneasy.

The petals had emitted a white mist, and there were speckled spots of light, which were strange no matter how you looked at them.

And the fruit tree born from the parched petals that turned into powder, the rebirth of the filthy soil is a collection of countless years of infinite pure death, absorbing negative emotions, and I don't know how many years to bloom these three petals

It is an unattainable life artifact, and if you smell and even eat it from time to time, you can live forever?

He didn't believe in such a divine object, but "How could it not do anything to him at all?"

At this moment, Drunk and Ruthless is still a drooping old man, about to die, as if his flower will wither at any time

"Could it be that I felt wrong before? Is the warm current in my body just a reflection of the light?"

But he always felt something strange in his body, very subtle, and occasionally touched a trace of warmth, flowing in his flesh and blood.

Could it be that this is just an illusion caused by too much anticipation? Whatever happens, everything that has passed, is all a given, all is the past, and the years will still flow along a predetermined trajectory, not subject to human will?

Whenever you are in a desperate situation, in fact, the way of life is ahead, at your own feet, everything depends on your choice, until the last moment, who is sure that you will not be able to?

Sure enough, it was not just an illusion, it was real

"A petal withered on my hand"

Drunk and ruthless, you can clearly feel the change in yourself

First, a warm current flowed through the eight veins of the Qi Sutra in his body, and then his limbs and eight bones were also filled with this warm current, and gradually his vitality that was almost dead became vigorous again

His blood seems to be boiling!

The Great Dao Bottle that he had collected earlier that contained a trace of the corpse's blood flew out of thin air as if he had been guided

There are more than half of the big road bottles the size of adults' palms, which are all taken from the heart, which is the essence of the heart and blood, and the essence of the body

At this moment, the plug opened automatically, and the blood in his heart gradually dripped down drop by drop, absorbed by the dilated pores, and then merged into his blood

The majestic power of qi and blood rumbled in his body, surging, and flowing unscrupulously, and at the same time, his body surface also bloomed with jet-black brilliance, reflecting a black lotus flower that was not in the current world

His blood has also gradually changed from the original bright red, with dark golden blood elements circulating, as if he is about to transform to a higher level?

Embodied in a bottomless pit, with 106,000 tiny pores dilated on the surface of his body, like 106,000 black holes, his internal strength and mental method are extremely special and extraordinary, and at this moment, he is wantonly absorbing this vast pure and dead qi.

The muscles and bones in the body were rapidly staggering, the flesh and blood were trembling, the qi and blood were roaring and boiling, constantly transforming, becoming more and more powerful and terrifying.

With a shock to his body, dark golden blood elements rolled out, as vast as an ocean, filling the entire space, surging and surging, roaring like thunder.

The endless terrifying power awakened in the body, just like an ancient brute beast dormant in the body, far more than when it was not completed, I don't know how many times, under a punch, the mountains and mountains have to pierce and collapse.

At this moment, his body was undergoing some kind of change beyond his control, and the original bright red blood was gradually turning into dark gold, and the surface of his body also reflected a black lotus that was not in the current years

At this moment, his entire body and mind were almost concerned about the inexplicable changes in his body, especially the black lotus, which was particularly weird, exuding an extremely evil aura that bewitched people's hearts, it did not exist in the world, and it had never existed in the past, even more strange than the transformation of the dark golden blood element

Perhaps because of this, all three petals floated to his hand inexplicably, and he no longer paid attention to the fruit tree that was born, and even disappeared

Maybe it's because the treasure tree has a spirit, and there is an unknown number of thousands of years of dead qi gathered here, which was originally rich to the extreme, but at this moment, he swallowed most of it alone

The fruit tree that gave birth to the god of life also left

The boundless land of nothingness has always been lonely for eternity, and few people have become cold and deserted, but in the depths there is a young man sitting cross-legged, exhaling death to his heart's content

After I don't know how many days, he finally opened a pair of eyes

He opened his eyes and shot out two rays of black eyes, like sharp swords, shooting in the boundless chaos, sonorous.

At this moment, he is once again full of majestic vitality, which is the vitality of only young people

He also returned to his strong youth again, his long hair was fluttering, and his facial features were indeed perfectly more refined, and the appearance of an ordinary teenager carved from white jade was still faintly visible

"Has the body of all evils finally become one?"

"A petal inexplicably withered on my hand"

Maybe it's the relationship between the petals, or maybe it's because the petals pollinate and some pollen grains that drift out with the wind, which are guiding him to go back

Slightly distracted, he inadvertently saw a stone beside him.

"The shape of this stone is so regular. ”

He weighed the stone, although it was a cube, the edges were angular, slightly smooth, as if polished, and somewhat rounded.

If you look closely, there are blurred veins on the stones, is this a natural formation?

The lines are very dull, and it is easy to ignore them if you don't look closely.

"Is it a man-made trace?"

When he was at the foot of the mountain, he didn't care at all, but he thought it was very regular, so he picked it up, thinking about the ghost mountain along the way, and absentmindedly threw it in his hand, and brought back the page and a half book he found when he dug up the stone.

The one-and-a-half-page book is said to be a book, but it is not actually a book, but it is similar to a "book", which may have been a complete two-page originally, or it may not be more than one, but only one and a half pages that have been passed down to this day and have been baptized by the years are still relatively intact

It is a pity that the complete page is made of a "special" material that is much more clever than the inheritance of the jade slip

That special material has long been annihilated in the dust of time, but unfortunately it is not the loss of that special material, but the words on that page are all blurred

On the other half of the page, although it has been eroded a lot by the years, there are still a few ancient words faintly visible

Its shape is strange and meandering, at first glance it looks like a dragon flying and a phoenix dancing, but if you look closely, it looks like a large python covered with scars and extremely ugly

Each text seems to be very simple, but it seems to be very complex, and the mystery is amazing

It doesn't look like hieroglyphs, it's not cuneiform, oracle bones, it's gold, it's not a small seal

It does not seem to be written in any known way, but it does exist, and its existence is unquestionable

Could it be that it is an older text than hieroglyphs, which can be traced back to prehistoric civilization, and the classics and legends say that it was an era that buried everything, and the great shore was unparalleled, and the civilization multiplied and evolved to the extreme, but suddenly everything was destroyed, leaving only endless legends about that era for future generations

Now, he suddenly realized that there was something special about this stone.

The stone was three inches tall and grayish-brown, with some very faint veins surrounding it, like vines and naturally formed marks, very old.

In the Heavenly Immortal Sword Palace, Lu Yu loudly scolded a crying pear blossom with rain kneeling in front of him in his cave mansion, as if he was angry, otherwise he would never scold his only granddaughter like this

Click, tart, click

Lu Yu paced back and forth, and after a while, the huge cave mansion was turned by him six or seven times, obviously he was very entangled at the moment

"Alas, fate, why are you so easily coerced by those people my precious granddaughter, what will you do when I am old?"

The acting palace master of the Heavenly Immortal Sword Palace, the invincible sub-saint Lu Yu seemed to remember something, his expression was shocked, he explained a few words to his granddaughter, and left in a hurry

And in the Ziji Heavenly Palace, the old monk Kuning and his party had already been taken by the guards to live in the Zen Heart Pavilion, and the little sword fairy palace Shiyu and the lonely sword Jing Wuxue, the elephant king and others had already left with important things, and if they hadn't been a saint to the Sword Palace, they would have gone with a group of elders

And there are only two or three sparse figures left in the heavenly palace, and an inexplicable gust of wind blows through the hall in the palace, and a few candle shadows are blown out, only to hear a hula, and the figures also dissipate

Is that figure the shadow reflected in one candlestick illuminated by the other?

Ye Liuyun Ye Grand Deputy Palace Master was in Liuyun Peak at the moment, it was one of the eight main peaks among the thirty-six peaks, he retreated a moment ago, his mind hooked the void, and then whispered a few words, and he didn't know who he was talking to

I only knew that the next day came the news that Hua Tiandu, the first person in the Sword Palace in the past, was seriously injured and died

What did you say that after the Sword Palace Palace Lord Gong Yuchen came to his rescue, his injuries were already stable, but he was assassinated by thieves at night, so he died, and it was the other four holy lands that did it

Public opinion first circulated in the Sword Palace, and then rumors about the five holy lands also spread one after another, and they were very loud for a while.

At this moment, with a squeak, a door in the main hall of the three divisions of punishment was violently pushed open by brute force

The middle-aged man sitting on the first seat wanted to open his mouth and scold, thinking that he didn't know which elder's subordinates were so ignorant of the rules and would definitely teach him a lesson, but seeing the person who came, he could not and would not have the courage to teach this person a lesson

Because he is...... The descendant of that person is also the closed disciple of that one, and the one who has a transcendent status in this sect, and even the hall master may have to be polite to him

"Hmph"

The middle-aged man could only flick his sleeves, snorted coldly, and said, "Hai Dashao, don't forget what kind of place this is, if you really disturb that kind of existence, you can't afford the consequences, and the one standing behind you can't protect you either."

It turns out that the young man who broke into the hall rudely was Hai Dashao?

What is he here to do? A dignified sword path saint son came here to be full of filth and specialized in the punishment of the three divisions, is he not afraid of being contaminated with ominous?

The young man's expression was cold, he couldn't see any emotion, and only left a sentence

"He's the one I'm covering"

After speaking, he strode out of the main hall