Chapter 433: Knowing Fang's Traces
readx;?ā First, or it was caused by your reckless use of the Nine Turns Death Lamp in the past, you must know that the Nine Turns Death Lamp is known as the first murder weapon in ancient times, although in the past, although I didn't know what reason I deliberately escaped to the sky, but who dares to guarantee that this thing did not leave any breath that we don't understand?"
"Nine-turn Deadly Lamp?"
Ling Zhi's eyes condensed slightly, so he said that the initiator of all this was himself?But although the Nine Turns Deadly Lamp had never been thoroughly refined by him, he had also used it a few times, and he knew better than anyone else about some of the characteristics of the Deadly Lamp. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½.dt
said that it was the sequelae left by his use of the life-killing lamp, but he didn't believe it from the bottom of his heart, "Master Fu just said that there are two inferences, so I don't know what the second reason is?"
Fu Disheng's face showed that look of embarrassment again, "Ling Zhi, these are the old man's personal speculations, or there are mistakes in them, anyway, you have heard it, the second speculation, the old man suspects, may be related to the fall of the wild goose girl in the past."
...... Although I was not there that day, Miss Luoyan blew herself up...... Well, the moment it fell, I seemed to feel a destructive force similar to that in the ruins overflowing into the sky of the entire Jade Capital City......"
"You say, these breaths have something to do with Luo Yan's self-detonation?" Ling Zhi stepped forward and grabbed Fu Disheng's shirt tightly, and asked with red eyes.
"Ahem, Ling Zhi, what are you doing? Calm down, I said it before, these are just my personal speculations......"
"I'm sorry!" Ling Zhi realized that he was too excited, and after letting go of his hand, he asked directly: "Master Fu, there is something I want to ask you, and I ask Master Fu to be straightforward......
"You say!"
"I don't know where the most concentrated place is the collapse aura you just mentioned, is it in the middle of the ruins of the Imperial City?"
"It's not in the center, it's in the southeast, and that's exactly what I want to tell you, the Falling Goose Girl used to blow herself up and fall in the southeast...... Wait, where are you going?"
Before Fu Di finished speaking, Ling Zhi had already run away, and the direction in which he disappeared was the "southeast" he had just spoken.
"This ...... What is this called?"
At the back of Zhi's departure, Fu Disheng suddenly felt like he couldn't cry or laugh. He ventured over to tell Ling Zhi this, his original intention was to save people, but he didn't want to, this kid actually went the opposite way, and went to the most dangerous place in his mouth.
"That's it, no matter what, I still have to tell Ding Tian about this matter......" After sighing on the spot, Fu Disheng thought about it and threw a messenger jade talisman into the sky. But his people didn't leave.
At least, before Ling Dingtian received the news and rushed over, he had to stay here and wait for Ling Zhi to come out.
......
Pieces of rubble, sand and gravel were thrown away by Ling Zhi, and for several days, he completely turned into a madman who had lost his mind, not eating, not drinking, not sleeping, and not cultivating.
The only thing I did was dig around in the devastated ground.
His immortal martial initiate, especially after being transformed and strengthened by the Dragon Elephant Devouring Heaven Sutra, the terrifying nuclear radiation to ordinary people caused him infinitely close to zero.
However, no matter how strong he is, he is still just a human being, not a god.
Nuclear radiation could not hurt him, but he did not sleep for days and nights, and he did not even quiet down a little to take a breath, but just turned over the soil endlessly, searching, and turning over the soil. After a few days, his body finally declared that it could not bear it.
His face began to gradually turn pale, his skin began to crack, and his ten fingers had already become blurred with flesh and blood, and he couldn't tell where the flesh was and where the joints were the bones.
"No, no, still no...... Why? Why, tell me, why is all this? Why are you not here?"
Sitting weakly on a wasteland, Ling Zhi's eyes were blood-red, and his mouth was like crazy muttering to himself.
In the past, he had clearly seen the falling geese bombarded into nothingness, and then miraculously reborn. In his imagination, although he had a hunch that the situation might be more serious this time, no matter what, it wouldn't disappear at all, right?
Wrong!
Ling Zhi suddenly thought of something. Before, because of Fu Disheng's misleading words, he had been sleepless for several days, and it could be said that he had searched every inch of land within hundreds of miles around, but the scope was only limited to the southeast corner.
Since even that breath of collapse can overflow to other places, how can the fallen geese explode in the past only remain in the southeast corner?
Yes, by now, Ling Zhi no longer had the luxury of finding a complete falling goose. The bitter longing in his heart made him endlessly satisfied even if he only found a little thing that belonged to Luo Yan before his death.
Ling Zhi didn't hesitate anymore, and even didn't care that his body could no longer withstand the extreme visits of his divine sense, and once again expanded his divine sense, covering every corner of the imperial city for eight hundred miles.
The first time, above the wasteland...... No.
The second time, the wasteland went down...... Or not.
The third time, down and down...... One zhang, two zhang, three zhang......
"Ahem......"
A large mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out of Ling Zhi's mouth, and his whole person's breath was even more depressed because of this, but his bloodshot eyes revealed an incomparable excitement and heat.
Without giving himself any time to breathe, Ling Zhi stepped out and rushed frantically towards a corner of the ruins.
......
After a stick of incense, in a gray area full of radiation, in a huge deep pit, Ling Zhi reached out and grabbed a golden fragment the size of a fingernail from the soil, the reason why he did this just now was because of this small fragment.
That's right, this fragment has any material rules, but it is exactly the same as the breath on the body of the wild goose in the past.
Obviously, this golden fragment was dropped from the body of the falling goose, and it is even likely to be part of the falling goose.
"Falling Goose ......"
As if holding the most precious treasure in the world, Ling Zhi carefully placed the fragment on his chest, and two lines of hot tears could no longer be suppressed from dripping from his eyes.
"Falling geese, is that you?"
"I'm Ling Zhi, I'm here, I've finally found you, can you feel it?"
An extreme tiredness rose from the bottom of his heart, and Ling Zhi fell to the ground obliquely, but the corners of his mouth were full of happiness.
He knew he was dying.
The old wounds have not healed, and they have not hesitated to exhaust every drop of vitality and essence blood for several days.
If he didn't find a place to breathe as soon as possible, or run the Natural Technique Breathing, or run the Dragon Elephant Devouring Heaven Sutra to cultivate, he would probably die because of this.
But Ling Zhi just didn't want to move.
At this moment, he has only one thought, from spirit to **, that is, to hold this fragment well...... Or hug the falling geese, stay quietly for ten days and a half months, sleep well for three or five days, or ...... Everlasting......
A faint golden beam of light burst up from Ling Zhi's chest, causing Ling Zhi to be shocked and couldn't help jumping up from the ground.
The source of this beam of light was not anywhere else, but from the fragment he was holding in his chest.
"Back to the light!"
Suddenly, Ling Zhi realized that this should be an immortal technique similar to his previous life cultivation realm, it was the deceased who deliberately cut off a trace of divine thought because there were people or things that he couldn't let go of before his death, leaving it to the later ones to help him complete it.
The faint golden beam of light gathered more and more, and soon, in front of Ling Zhi's eyes, a three-dimensional image of a falling goose appeared, well, in Ling Zhi's words, it was the cultivation of true immortals, and the light returned.
"When you were there, I was gone, but you can't be sad, I won't leave so easily until I have a lifetime with you.
When I started the nuclear reactor and blew it up, my energy was exhausted, even if it was a liquid metal, it could not be reassembled without the drive of energy.
But fortunately, before leaving this world, I deliberately left this memory card, which sealed all my memories.
I know that at the interface where the power of science and technology is 10,000 years different from that of the earth, it is a little difficult for you to recover only this memory card.
But because you are Lingzhi, the only man in my life who respects me, loves me, and gives me a human name, I choose to trust you.
If one day, you find the materials to restructure my body, use this memory card and let me be reborn. I want to be with you forever.
If not, please help me bring this memory card to Lingzhi in Bianliang City, my data tells me that if you do, he will even grant any of your wishes, of course, provided that he can do it! ā
The familiar voice of indifference came to an abrupt halt here, and disappeared along with the three-dimensional image in front of him.
Ling Zhi carefully took the fragment ...... Well, what should be called a memory card is held in front of me now, and it is so stunned, and it is cherished in the ring.
Then, a large mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth. However, unlike the malaise after the previous blood spurt, the blood spit out this time was not the essence blood that hurt the origin, but a mouthful of blood that accumulated in the chest.
After spitting out this mouthful of blood, Ling Zhi's cloudy eyes became radiant, and even his pale face had a trace of sickly ruddyness.
Immediately after that, with a wave of his hand, hundreds of thousands of spirit stones were thrown around, and between the flipping of his fingertips, a small spirit gathering array was arranged.
Sitting in the spirit gathering array, Ling Zhi did not hesitate any longer, the natural formula was running rapidly, and the aura around him suddenly turned into a whirlpool of aura visible to the naked eye, swarming towards him.
Not dead!
It's really the same as guessed, Luo Yan didn't die!
Since she didn't die, and she pinned the hope of rebirth on herself, then he Lingzhi had no reason to commit suicide, let alone give up!
In any case, Luo Yan must be resurrected, this is a man's commitment, and it is also her responsibility as her future husband.
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