Chapter 25: What a painful realization

A year after the Great War, in a bustling street market, with a lot of traffic coming and going, a rickety old man in a tattered robe and raged clothes, nested in a small corner of the street corner, holding a child in his arms like a dried corpse, but this child was skinny, lifeless, and his empty eyes could not feel the breath of a living person, like a walking corpse, lying quietly in the arms of the old beggar, this is the old beggar and the little bastard today.

At this time, the sleeping soul of the little bastard has awakened, but this body is too evil, like a sealed transparent jar, locking his soul in the body, he can even see everything in the outside world, but he can't control his body, the little bastard is held in the arms of the old beggar all day long, watching the old beggar become more and more decadent, and even can feel that the poison on the old beggar's back is like a maggot attached to the bone, constantly eating away at the old beggar's body, he has a weak heart, he can only watch the old beggar weaken day by day, his heart is like a knife, the little bastard knows that the old beggar is so seriously injured because of himself, because the old beggar was poisoned when he did not come to expel the poison, but ran for his life with all his might, the toad poison was like entering a no-man's land, when the old beggar reacted, it was too late and the poisonous gas had already penetrated into the heart and heart. Although the old beggar is a dignified realm law soul, he can't bear such torture, after all, manpower is exhausted. At this time, the old beggar has already begun to disperse, for a cultivator, scattering is a very painful, very helpless thing, watching his cultivation plummet like a falling iron ball, plus all kinds of blows before, in that kind of slow and painful destruction, the old beggar has slowly lost the courage to resist and the belief in living, and now the cultivation has fallen to the early stage of the realm of the law soul, plus the external and internal injuries of his body, as well as the dark disease, the physical condition is very bad.

The little bastard looked at the old beggar who was getting weaker and weaker, and a sense of powerlessness and frustration gradually rose in his heart, and he didn't understand, "Why is this happening, why is this!" The little bastard didn't ask himself this kind of question anymore, because he found that such questions were not one or two, but more and more, and you couldn't count them, until the little bastard looked at the pedestrians and merchants coming and going on the street, and saw some things that happened to them, so that the little bastard completely understood the sentence "The weak eat the strong, and strength is respected" A seemingly simple sentence has also untied many of the little bastard's incomprehension and knots, and all the indelible pain he has experienced since he left the island can be explained according to this sentence "The weak eat the strong, and strength is respected" It is precisely because the dead are weaker than the enemy, so no one is qualified to point out the enemy, because the people who can really blame them are those dead people. But the dead do not speak. So the living people want to become stronger, but they don't want to become dead, in order to become stronger, no matter how despicable the means are, you may be very disgusted, but you can't blame them, because they don't want to become dead, they just want to become strong, and the people who are qualified to accuse them are those who died at their hands, the little bastard figured it all out, and smiled indifferently, yes! I am a dead man! I firmly believe in exchanging my life for the truth.

Looking at the languishing and weak old beggar, his heart was full of gratitude, pain, and guilt, but in the end he turned into unwillingness, "My life is up to me, since God you want to sincerely oppose me, then I will make you regret leaving me in this world" And at this moment, a black light rose to the sky, but the black light was invisible, and the sky was suddenly cloudy, and the shops and vendors on the street hurriedly packed up their stalls and left early, taking advantage of the heavy rain before it fell, go home early to hug the children and warm the bed.

It didn't take long for a light rain to fall, and the icy raindrops hit the bluestone slabs, the tile mountains on the roof, and the old beggar's body, and the little bastard's face, the little bastard suddenly shivered, and a chill swept through his body. The little bastard was pleasantly surprised, for for the first time he could feel the biting cold. Then it was mixed with severe pain up and down, and it felt like a twisted body, twisted into a ball, and there was an explosion at the edge, at this time, those cracked wounds, as if they were slowly recovering, but the process was very painful, and their bodies were like broken dry firewood, cracking inch by inch. The empty eyes showed a look of pain. The old beggar stared at the little bastard all day long, and when he saw a look of pain in the little bastard's eyes, his heart suddenly rejoiced. His eyes suddenly regained a hint of brilliance.

The old beggar didn't expect that the little bastard who thought he was dead suddenly had a feeling, what an incredible thing it was! That is to say, the little bastard was still alive, and the little bastard was still alive and the painful expression seemed to be fixed there, and the little bastard at this time could be said to be back in the glass jar of that body, although it was very painful at that moment, but the little bastard felt that he seemed to see hope at that moment. At least I felt the pain.

The old beggar, endured the severe pain in his body, urged the spiritual power, and a clear stream flowed into the body of the little bastard, accompanied by a faint soul fluctuation, the old beggar was surprised, the little bastard was still saved, the heart of the original despair, now there is a spark of hope, the old beggar was ecstatic, and he didn't know where the strength was, he suddenly stood up with the little bastard, looking at the gloomy old God, the old beggar laughed ecstatically "The little bastard is still saved, the little bastard is still saved" Although accompanied by the severe pain of the body, but the old beggar felt that he had never felt so happy, the cold rain was like a shot in the arm, although it felt very happy, but it still felt very deep and painful, the body was still constantly dispersing, looking at the little bastard with a dead face, perceiving the soul fluctuations of the little bastard, and secretly determined to save the little bastard in his heart, the sluggish expression was swept away, and all that was left was weakness and powerlessness, looking at the cold rain, hitting the cold street, the old beggar's heart burned. A desire to survive "I can't die, if I die, the little bastard will be completely hopeless"

The dry big hand touched the scorched back of the back, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly, a trace of cruelty and resentment flashed in his eyes, he picked up the gourd hanging on his waist and calmed down, picked up the little bastard and began to resist the sword, came to a ruined temple in the wilderness, gently put down the little bastard, tied the dark long sword behind him, tied to the back of the little bastard, looked at the long sword, his eyes were full of reluctance, and a silver rune flashed at the bottom of the gourd with both hands, with the flash of the rune, a stream of black gas suddenly rose from the old beggar's body, and with the black gas on the old beggar's body left, the old beggar's dry and huge head closed his eyes, and the corners of his shriveled mouth curled up a smile, several streams of black gas finally condensed into a mass not far away, turning into an old and pitch-black phantom, this black shadow was exactly the same as the old beggar.

The soul of the law has broken through the shackles of the body, but not long after the old beggar left, the body began to emit black smoke, until it was finally burned into nothingness, watching the old beggar whose body turned into nothingness, a trace of reluctance flowed in his eyes, watching the rain pass through, the old beggar looked up at the foggy sky and exhaled a long breath, then went straight to the body of the little bastard, and saw the mud pill palace in the little bastard's head, there was a faint phantom, the old beggar phantom smiled, the smile was very happy, and turned into a black light pendulum into the mud pill palace of the little bastard, and at this time, the little bastard felt extremely clear about everything that happened, Seeing that the old beggar left his body and turned into a black shadow, the black shadow had a feeling of suffocating himself, and suddenly he was a translucent existence.

"Why did you get in, old fellow?"

With the voice of the familiar little bastard for a long time, the old beggar turned his head, in the mud pill palace, the old beggar just entered, he saw a faint phantom, a familiar appearance, and suddenly touched the sensitive nerves of the old beggar, the little bastard walked towards the old beggar, the old beggar stretched out his illusory arms, hugged the little bastard tightly, the little bastard wanted to cry, these years, these days, the little bastard has experienced a lot of things, even the usual sense of the dead little bastard has also experienced, trapped in the body for a long time, at least half a year。 Trapped in his body all day long, seeing people coming and going, he gradually understood some truths, and at the same time saw the beggars who came over, he was sad and helpless, and he was in pain and entangled, and he wanted to cry at this time, but there were no tears. The old beggar looked at the little bastard who existed in the phantom, and the same was true

The old beggar looked at the little bastard who was still naughty, and wanted to catch the little bastard and beat him violently, but he suddenly found that there was an invisible suction force tearing himself, although this force was very small, but it was still felt by the old beggar, this situation of the old beggar was in a very sense of the word, and the cultivation of his own law soul could be easily taken away, but why did he faintly feel that there was a faint suction in the mud pill palace of the little bastard, including the phantom of the little bastard, why is this!

The little mix and match also felt it, and when the old beggar just hugged him, he felt that there was a strong instinctive devouring ** on his body. The old beggar looked at the little bastard, and looked at the little bastard carefully, although he was very excited, but he was also very convinced of the little bastard's body, "Little bastard, what's going on?"

The old beggar quickly controlled the little bastard's body, because he didn't want the little bastard to have another accident, and it was naturally joyful to meet, but he felt the strangeness of the little bastard's body, and the old beggar was still very worried, the body like a dried corpse, suddenly opened his eyes, and his ten fingers suddenly moved, and he looked at the little bastard's body, which was already full of holes, and his heart was even more uneasy. But it always feels like this body is devouring his soul, it's too weird, seeing the surrounding environment change, the little bastard knows that his body is moving.

At this time, the body of the little bastard has been controlled by the old beggar, that is, the current little bastard is the old beggar, the old beggar sacrificed the black gourd, the gourd suddenly became larger, a flash of spiritual light, the gourd disappeared, and at this time, at a height of thousands of miles, the old beggar controlled the body of the little bastard and drove the gourd towards the direction of the Nanli Continent.

"Old fellow, where are we going?" the little bastard in the Mud Pill Palace spoke.

"Go to the Nanli Continent, your body is too weird, I guess it's your special physique"

"Special physique?" asked the little bastard as he looked at the floating clouds around him with a puzzled expression. road

"Remember those two visions when I told you when you were born?"

The little bastard is not stupid, and naturally knows, "You mean my vein, if the yellow light is the Nine Heavens Xuan Vein, then what is the black light?"

At this time, the little bastard felt that his phantom was a little more condensed than before, and the old beggar was the opposite, and the old beggar was also the soul of the realm. The soul is very powerful.

"I don't know, your special physique seems to be interested in souls, then catch a few magical beasts and try them to see what your situation is"

The old beggar drove the gourd and flew quickly towards the Nanli Continent, still breathing the mutilated body of the little bastard from time to time.