Chapter Ninety-Eight: Picking Flowers
Catch alive. "The sudden sound of soul cleansing in my head startled me, mainly because this old thing seems to have stopped a little lately, and has not bombarded me in my ears all day.
As I spoke, the phantom was already in the palm of his hand, and his five fingers were clawed towards my head.
You're too arrogant, I stared at the palm of the phantom's grasp, and hit it with a punch.
It's a pity that it was me who was blown away this time.
The body flew back, and the arms also became a strange shape, floating softly at the side.
I can't believe that the phantom that was able to be blown away by my punch before would suddenly become so violent, like a macho man who has been drugged.
"Hold on. The voice of the Soul Cleanser rang out again.
Your sister, you bad old man, can't you say it all at once? Even if it's death, at least you can satisfy my curiosity.
The soul cleansing was launched, the arm returned to its normal appearance, the body had not yet landed, the phantom had already rushed up again, and a punch slammed towards my chest and abdomen, feeling the power of the fist, to be honest, my cold sweat had crackled down, and this punch went down, and if I didn't die, I had to peel off the skin.
The figure slammed to the ground, only a little lower, but it was enough for me to put my arms up against the fist of the phantom.
The body was blasted away again without any suspense, and there was a clear sound of bone cracking on both arms, and the sharp pain was also a moment of pulling my nerves almost broken.
It hurts, it's the kind of pain that hits the soul directly, almost a pain I've never experienced since I arrived in the underworld.
The corners of the phantom's mouth were grinning, and he looked at me with a mocking face, but instead of catching up, he just crossed his arms and watched me land, looking ready to kill me or take me down.
The phantom's palm unfolded again, hooking his fingers towards me, the meaning was obvious, come, continue.
The crimson color rushed into my eyes in just an instant, and the color in front of me instantly turned red, as if it had been covered with a thin veil.
When the shout of soul cleansing sounded in the spiritual platform, I had already rushed forward with thunder under my feet.
So, I was teased very badly, and the phantom looked at me like a cat and mouse, and then fended off my attacks with a casual face.
I had forgotten how many punches I had thrown, and when I stopped, my whole body seemed to be empty, and I no longer had any strength, but the phantom in front of me was still that breezy expression, which made me want to tear that smiling face.
The phantom's palm lifted again, grabbing at my head, just as it had begun, only this time, after my fist burst out, it was finally a step slower, and the fist slammed into the phantom's arm, hanging limply.
"You're in good shape. "The phantom looked at me like he was carrying an animal at a farmer's market.
As the words fell, the phantom's body had begun to fade slowly, and then there was a sharp stinging pain from my spiritual platform, as if it had been torn apart.
The phantom finally disappeared, thinking that it should have been drilled into my spiritual platform, and then my consciousness was also blurred, and when I woke up again, I was already in the spiritual platform, and the soul cleansing was holding a small ball of light in his hand, and there was chaos in the ball of light, and there were all kinds of screams and vague faces flashing in the chaos, obviously, this was the phantom that rushed into my spiritual platform.
Stupid B, I can only comment on the phantom in the hands of the soul cleansing, it's okay what are you doing in Lao Tzu's spiritual platform, and what is wrong with it, you have to occupy Lao Tzu's body, the great god in Lao Tzu's spiritual platform even Lao Tzu has to wait in a low voice, you are such an outsider who wants to break in so straight and straight to occupy the magpie's nest, how much fake wine did you drink to do such a thing.
I pouted and was about to taunt the phantom, but it turned out to be two violent shudders on the head, and the pain that hit the soul was just an instant that made me jump up with my head in my arms.
"Looking for death, don't you? Do you know what you're just facing?"
"I don't know, you didn't say it. "I glared at the soul cleans, the old bastard knows whether Lao Tzu is the master, although it is a little unreliable.
"Illiterate, blind, ignorant......" Cleansing Soul continued to spray me, and in his eyes, what I had just done could be simply summed up in one sentence: the ignorant are fearless, and the Dasha B is one, and the purity can reach 99 percent.
However, through a burst of soul cleansing, I finally understood the ins and outs of the matter.
The phantom is the soul clan, that is, the soul clan that I have always wanted to see, but I have never been able to see it in person, and the characteristic of the soul clan is that the more dead people and the more souls, the more awesome he is. And my previous battle with the Soul Clan, although I was facing the Soul Clan, but this product absorbed almost thousands of souls on the entire battlefield, so I was almost like thousands of people fighting, so, to sum up, I admit that Lao Tzu is indeed a bit biao.
"This person should be just an ordinary existence in the Soul Clan. "Soul Cleansing raised his hand and sent the ball of light to me, the meaning is obvious, he has already searched the memory of this soul clan, and now that he has sent this soul clan to me, it should be for me to search again.
"Me?" I said, gesturing to my nose.
"Isn't it you or who is Sadako?" Soul Cleansing looked at me and glanced behind me again.
Bastard, do you know it's scary, I almost instantly scurried to the Soul Cleanser's side, glaring fiercely at where I used to be. Old man, can't you watch some good things? There should be some excellent, perfect, sunny, and hearty things in Lao Tzu's memory, right? Why do you look at what darkness you see? No, when I turned my head, I looked at the soul cleansing with a shocked face, and my face instantly became gloomy.
"What else are you watching?" I suddenly remembered that there were many very educational movies in my memory, and there was even my initiation teacher in the middle.
"Well, some of the films are also good and very educational. Cleansing patted me, raising an eyebrow at me.
Bastard, how old are you? You can also see this, aren't you afraid that you will spray nosebleeds and squirt anemia? I staggered to the ground, and my head had already greeted the eighteenth generation of the Soul Cleansing Ancestor neatly, and at the same time, I was also carefully observing the ground to see if there was a crack for Lao Tzu to get into it and avoid the limelight.
"If I search, he'll be done playing, aren't you going to catch it alive?" I glared at Soul Cleansing, deciding to ignore the previous topic.
"The purpose of catching him alive is to search his soul, and the soul is all searched, what's the use of keeping it?"
Made, worthy of being a great god, look at the domineering soul clan who beat me all over the head, here in others, it's like talking about a rotten apple, rotten?
Soul searching, I guess I won't be able to learn Tsing Yi in my life, people are a little finger, a little cold flash, and then submerged in the soul, and after a circle, they came back, and they came back with all the information they wanted.
Look at me again, my soul search is not elegant at all, it is rough as if I am breaking durian with my bare hands, and I look at the soul cleansing with frowns and shaking my head all the time.
Shake your uncle, it's good that Lao Tzu can search for it, you think Lao Tzu is the goods of the heart of Tsing Yi?
After a long time, I finally ended the great cause of soul searching in a long sigh of soul purification, and the result was naturally that the soul clan was directly scattered, and the whole scene was like a typhoon transiting, full of mess and miserable, more like a melon field that had been attacked by a group of pigs.
This soul clan is indeed just an ordinary existence in the soul clan, and the general is very ordinary, so the information he knows about the soul clan is also pitiful, but this little pitiful information makes me feel like I have been hit by five thunders.
The first is the number of people, in his cognition, the number of soul clans is not less than one million.
Then there is the realm, there are powerhouses of the god realm in the soul clan, and there are many of them.
Again, the distribution of personnel, the soul clan is almost all over the dungeon, there are civilians in the lower levels, and there are even Hades level existences in the high-level ones, but unfortunately, for the high-level situation, it is obvious that the scope of this soul clan has been exceeded, so he only has a vague understanding, and there is no exact news at all.
Finally, there is the goal, a very simple purpose: to unify the prefecture. The Soul Clan wants to subvert the power of the underworld and become the master of the underworld themselves.
This purpose seems to have a lot to do with the growth of the soul race, the soul race is definitely an extremely special kind of race in the underworld, since birth has been constantly suffering, and their souls are always on the verge of collapse and dissipation, that kind of pain is unimaginable, if I have to describe it, it should be regarded as a medical near-death state, every day there is a danger of death. And this special characteristic has also directly led to the confusion and distortion of their consciousness, almost no one in the soul clan yearns for peace, because there has always been a legend among them that everyone knows, the legend is that the soul clan is not the soul race originally, it is also a normal human race in the underworld, and it is a strong family among normal human beings, and it is a spirit race that mainly cultivates souls, and the reason why it has become this situation today is because some great god-level figures in the underworld have joined forces to impose a vicious curse on them, and the purpose is naturally to destroy the spirit clan in order to consolidate their strength and status。
In short, it's very bloody, but it's a very normal practice, because of oppression, so resistance, because of resistance, there is a soul race, and there is death.
To be honest, I'm a little pitiful of the Soul Clan, of course, it's just pitiful, it won't affect the heart of these Soul Clans that I want to kill them, not because I have a righteous and resolute heart, on the contrary, it's because I'm very selfish, what the Soul Clan does, I don't care, of course, I can't control it on my own, but the Soul Clan provoked my friends, starting from Yumu and Long Li, until now, there has been almost always a shadow of the Soul Clan around us.
After the matter here was dealt with, when I was about to leave the spiritual platform, Broken Mountain appeared with his arms thrown on his shoulders, and it was only now that I realized that Broken Mountain had been absent for a period of time before.
Seeing the shattered mountain appear, I suddenly howled and rushed out of the spiritual platform, and my actions made the two people of Broken Mountain and Soul Cleansing full of confusion.
"What's wrong?" asked Shattered Mountain.
"The dog bites? Or maybe the dog. Cleansing looked at my vanished form and muttered in a low voice.
"No matter, watch the film, watch the film. Broken Mountain also glanced at me, and then urged the soul cleansing around him with an old and indecent expression.
"Can't you be a little sunny? People of such an age, learn well, and be a good example for future generations, after thousands of years, it just can't be immortal, at least it can't be a stench for thousands of years......" Soul cleansing began to frantically educate the broken mountain.
After a long time, Broken Mountain left with a depressed face, and the Soul Cleanser slipped into a corner of my spiritual platform with an evil smile on his face.
The old bastard went to watch the film by himself.
If I had known that the result was like this, I would have pulled the broken mountain and pointed at the nose of the soul cleanser and scolded: You can also be regarded as a person?
I rushed out because, when I came in, I clearly remembered that the battlefield was not safe, and it seemed that there were still a few hard stubble.
But when my consciousness rushed back to my body and took over again, I was speechless as I stared at the scene in front of me.
The battlefield that was originally full of chaos is now clean, of course, the cleanliness here does not refer to the ground on the battlefield, but people, the people standing near the mound are gone, but there are still those who have fallen to the ground, and they have been poured by the breath of life and death are rapidly turning into a puff of flying ash, and there are vague figures in the distance, but those figures look at me with expressions as if they have seen some wild beast, hiding far away, not to mention, and looking at the figure that is getting farther and farther away, it is obvious that they are on the way to escape.
My uncle, what did you do in Broken Mountain?
I was standing on the mound, the flowers of the two realms around me were finally filled with the last trace of red, the breath of life and death that was originally pressed by each other had disappeared cleanly, and the flowers of the two realms at this time were full of a mysterious and vicissitudes of life, and it seemed to be ripe, the red was delicate, and the red lips of the girl were just waiting for me to pick the thick and rough man......
Made, it seems to be off topic, Lao Tzu should be picking flowers, not picking flowers.
In short, now the flowers of the two realms should be ripe, and it is time to pick.
With my palm stretched out, I had already reached towards the path of the Flower of the Two Realms.
The flower farmer appeared with a smile, the fat head and big ears were like a pig, the other parts had not yet been exposed, and the stomach almost hit my head at that time.
You girl, people are scary, people are scared to death, do you know? I glared at the flower farmer and yelled.
The flower farmer didn't speak, just looked at me with a grin, and nodded his chin to my palm, motioning for me to continue.
No, just as my palm was about to touch the Flower of the Two Realms, I shrank back as if I had been scratched by a cat.
The flower farmer, a dead fat man, would never run out for no reason, and that expression was not right, it was obviously an expression of watching a good show.
It's greasy, it's definitely greasy.
"Well, fat brother, this ...... This one...... Long time no see. I looked at the flower farmer with a flattering expression.
"Long time no see, long time no see. "The fat man is also accompanied by a smiling face, but the words of the conversation make me really a little unable to take it, and it is clear that he doesn't want to take my stubble.
Lao Tzu has a request for others, how can he be chatted to death by two sentences.
The palm of my hand stretched out, and in the fat man's stunned eyes, I quickly took out the half box of Yuxi from the fat man's pocket, as well as the lighter that rubbed my hands together.
With a shake of his hand, a cigarette burst out of the case.
"Fat guy, you're smoking. I bent down and handed the cigarette to the fat man's mouth with a haha.
The fat man took it dumbfounded and took it into his mouth, everything was almost instinctive.
The flame flickered and lit the cigarette in the fat man's mouth, and then I also took out one, lit it and took a hard puff.
This seems to be Lao Tzu's cigarette, right? Can you be a little more shameless?
The fat man was howling angrily.
As for it? Can you die if you smoke a cigarette? Can you die? I stared at the fat man, and a thousand grass and mud horses were crushing the fat man frantically in my heart.
"Don't be angry, fat brother, smoking, one person smoking is lonely, if two people smoke, it is joy. I stretched out my arm, put my arm on the fat man's shoulder, and accompanied the fat man to work hard to swallow the clouds.
The fat man's stomach was trembling, and his face was full of embarrassment.
Constipation, diarrhea, tenesmus, loose stools, appendicitis, intestinal obstruction, hernia canton, myocardial infarction, sudden death?
"If you pick flowers like this, these two worlds will be destroyed. In the end, the fat man let out a long sigh, then pointed to the flowers of the two realms, and diverted the topic very bluntly.
"Fat brother, you say, how do you pick it? You are an expert, you say that you are the second in the whole world, no one dares to say that it is the first, you say, I will do it." "If you can shoot a rainbow, then you can reach the pinnacle of the realm.
Obviously, my fancy rainbow fart, the fat man is still very useful.
A cloud of pride rose in his eyes in an instant, and at the same time, a domineering aura began to permeate the fat man's body, and for a while, I even had a little feeling of looking up at the mountains, of course, if I felt it, I said it, or shouted it, otherwise, how could others know.
So, naturally, I made it clear again how I felt.
I felt that I was actively suffering from "forcible and rape", and I sent it to the door by myself, naked.
"Uh-huh. The fat man coughed twice and cleared his throat, the meaning is obvious, Lao Tzu is going to start pretending to be B, and the idle people should pay attention to the lecture.
"The flower of the two worlds, well, what about this thing, it is the existence of the creation of Zhong Shenxiu, the yin and yang cut the dawn, otherwise, it will not grow in the yin and yang world, so the flowers of the two worlds need the qi of life and death, ah......"
Anyway, the fat man said a lot, and just when my eyelids were about to fight, the fat man finally ended the bragging mode.
"Therefore, collecting flowers from the two realms requires the qi of yin and yang, which is actually the qi of life and death, and at the same time, the person who picks the flowers also needs to be fed with essence blood. In other words, the Flower of the Two Realms needs to be planted in your body, and it still needs to be a place of flesh and blood, otherwise, it will wither and be useless. ”
Lao Tzu's mouth was dry, and he finally ushered in the final victory.