Chapter 145: The Past (1)
"Then what are the benefits of this sword after it is improved?"
After hearing this, his heart was inexplicably happy, but Ye Zhen only felt that the tone of his voice was a little excited.
"I told you about this, and I guess you won't be able to grasp the advantages and mysteries, so why don't I tell you a story. ”
With an air of joy, Ye Zhen's old voice seemed to be a little loud.
Ye Zhen and Wang Da Hammer immediately quieted down, as if they were listening.
Here's what the story looks like:
In Ye Zhen's era, the Watt Empire where they were located was the most powerful and arrogant among the races, and the strength of the soul clan was the most.
However, there is a rare genius in the soul clan, whose name is Soul Liberation Heaven.
The original name of this soul is to listen, which means that only life is to listen. When he was young, he was only a slave who was considered to be low-blooded among the soul clan, and since he was a child, he was often bullied and humiliated by other soul clans.
Although he had to do the heavy work of five or six people every day, his body was also extremely tall, with excellent cultivation muscles and bones beyond ordinary people, although his skin was rough and thick, and his clothes were ragged, but when he stood in the crowd, he had a kind of detachment temperament that stood out from the crowd.
This is also due to the fact that he secretly cultivates Xuan Qi in his spare time every day.
Although his life was as gray as the dust blowing in the wind, this did not make his heart, which had suffered from wind and frost, lose the slightest hope.
Because he is someone else's slave, he has almost no spare time except for doing those meaningless heavy tasks and hasty short eating and sleeping times.
What's more, a lowly slave secretly cultivating in secret, this is already a violation of the taboo in the Soul Clan's royal law, so his cultivation is a hundred times more difficult than ordinary people, but he has not given up the faint hope in his heart.
Because he was born with a good bone and is extremely intelligent, and in the difficult and painful tempering, he has refined his strong muscles and stronger will.
Therefore, although his entry into the country is slow, his foundation is solid and strong, and he is much stronger than those so-called high-level, frivolous and noble children.
And at the beginning, in these difficult years, the people who were trampled by those princes and nobles with him at will, some of them couldn't bear this kind of life that was inferior to pigs and dogs, so they decisively chose to die, and made this endless torture a complete relief.
As the saying goes, those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black, because of the influence of the negative thoughts of the audience, he also wants to be like them to relieve the pain in the most cowardly way.
But God is like a psychologically twisted and extremely perverted person, he only feels that at that moment, he is completely like a mouse caught by a cat and is playing with it, unable to survive, unable to die, and only endlessly cruel.
After discovering that he had the intention of begging for death, those princes and nobles had taken strict care of him, and they would never allow anything harmful to their interests to happen
Therefore, in the days to come, if he had the slightest intention of begging for death, he would be whipped to the point of being whipped by the thorny iron whip.
As the days go by, the years go by, and he doesn't dare to have the slightest thought of suicide.
Once, after a very tiring day's work, he fell into the hay-covered slave house, and he fell into a deep sleep like a pig.
In his sleep, he saw a scene that he had never dared to hope for, but in his dream he was living an extremely luxurious life, with a strength that others could not match, which made him extremely surprised, but then his heart was extremely excited, and after a while, his face immediately became extremely angry and cruel.
He realized that the life he had lived before had completely vanished at this time, but the extremely cruel pain he had experienced was deeply imprinted in his heart, and even with this unparalleled strength and wealth, he could not smooth out this extremely deep imprint in the slightest.
In his dream, he ran to the top of the cliff, but he cried and roared a few times at the valley, only to let the echoes between the valleys echo for a long time with that extremely poignant meaning.
Immediately afterward, he hugged his head and cried in the deep valley of the Scattered Soul Forest, this cry was sad, as if the wind and clouds between heaven and earth had dimmed instantly with this sad cry, and the entire Scattered Soul Forest seemed to be also in this moment, filled with endless black gas, and the birds and beasts were also in their extremely sad crying, screaming and quickly fleeing away.
After crying for a long time, he only felt that there was a touch of relaxation and joy in his heart.
Immediately, he laughed again at the deep valley.
This time, the sound of his laughter made the sky and the earth, which had just been dimmed by his crying, instantly brighten, and the earth was blazing, but there was a touch of extreme joy in his heart, just like the fire that had been poured with oil, and it was burning rapidly.
He laughed loudly, and the laughter shook the ground, shook the valley, and shook the meat forest wine pool of the princes and nobles who were singing and dancing with dogs and horses, and warblers singing and dancing.
The sound of his wild laughter made them panic like headless flies, and they just ran away with their heads broken and bleeding.
His fierce laughter didn't stop, and neither did the blood-soaked sword in his hand.
The saying that killing one person in ten steps and leaving no line for a thousand miles has been truly embodied in him.
The blood flows into the river, and the blood flows into the river!
With the gushing blood of the slain person, the Blue Soul River in the Scattered Soul Forest had changed into a veritable Blue Soul River in that moment, and the entire clear and pale blue river was just filled with bursts of eerie deep blue aura full of strong bloody smell.
The wind between heaven and earth also seemed to carry an extremely vigorous and cheerful aura, as if it was fueling the anger in his chest, but it was blowing there vigorously, making his chest depressed
The anger that had been standing up for a long time was released cleanly as the cruel exploiters fell, and then an endless breath of pleasure swelled in his breasts.
He suddenly discovered that the nobles who lived in extreme luxury were in that life of playthings, as if their will and limbs had degenerated to the point that they had lost the slightest power to resist.
In the face of this real power, those so-called power and wealth have become a big joke, and the only thing left for them is the disgusting cowardice to watch.
On his face splattered with blue blood, he laughed cruelly, making his face as hideous and terrifying as the exploiters who had whipped him before.
Looking at the panic in their eyes like rats, and their powerless struggle before death, he only felt that what was left in his heart was comfort.
After killing everyone, he also realized that he seemed to be an extremely perverted person at this time, and it seemed that he would only be extremely happy when he watched others suffer.
This thought had filled his body, and the disdain for these exploiters made him slightly resistant to it, and although he was controlling it a little, he just wanted to see them as he had before, in the midst of that pain, the struggle of heaven and earth, as if only then would there be joy in his deeply imprinted heart.
He woke up almost laughing, and when he woke up, everyone had already begun the journey of fate without choice.
The exploiters, however, did not say a word, and the thorny iron whip in their hands had already directly whipped them off on their heads and faces.
It wasn't until after more than ten beatings that the soldier stopped panting, and scolded him for his foul language, and then waved his hand with a little relief and let him continue to do the hard work.
This kind of whipping, as if it were a daily routine for him, had long been a matter of common habit, and he indifferently smeared his head and face, with the pale red and blue interpenetrating blood, but he rubbed his hands on his face like washing his face, only to make the blood stain his whole face almost dark green.
Despite this, there was no fluctuation in his heart, and the only difference was that he had an extremely firm belief in his heart.
Even though it was just a dream, and even though the reality after waking up was still so cruel, he knew that this was exactly what he was striving for.
Although there were still bursts of pain on the skin of his head and face invading his mind, there was a touch of joy in his heart, at least he no longer had the idea of taking his own life to escape the pain.
Then, such dreams kept repeating themselves in his sleep, and he could even clearly remember the words that the mysterious man in black robes with a rough voice who appeared in his dreams many times said to him.
"I have picked so many people, but the only person who is suitable for this exercise is you, you have to remember
Stay, don't give up on yourself, because of you, I think there will be a new profession called Soul Refiner on this Xuanyuan Continent in the future. I'll pass it on to you, and in the future, every time you sleep, I'll pass it on to you. ”
Although this dream was a joke with him, every day when he woke up, it was for him to live a life that was not as good as a muddy pig and a dog, but he found that his muscles and bones were becoming extremely strong day by day, and in the back, even one person did the work of six people, which was easy to deal with.
Later, he was found to have excellent muscles and bones, and he was promoted to the lowest soldier, and when attacking the elves, his outstanding performance made him the leader of the group of seven.
(End of chapter)