Chapter 15: The Sword Has a Spirit
A few big men standing behind were dumbfounded, and their mood turned from the original excitement to fear, and they fell from heaven to hell in an instant, there are still people in the world who don't value their lives, they didn't believe it before, but now they really don't believe it, but now it's still important to save their lives, several big men are very spineless and knelt down at the same time, slammed their faces to the ground, and shouted for mercy. glanced at the side worriedly, and sure enough, things gathered people in groups, and the big men of this group all knelt down and looked at each other.
Ignoring the big man who was kneeling behind Chu Tian and begging for mercy, Feng Ling'er held Chu Tian with one hand, and kept taking out various elixirs from the storage bag with the other hand and stuffing them into Chu Tian's mouth, trying in vain, the tears in his eyes slipped down like pearls, dripping on Chu Tian's face, this time Chu Tian's eyes had already broken a little, and he stretched out his hand and wanted to wipe away the tears for Feng Ling'er, but he couldn't do it, he raised his hand several times and fell, a little helpless, and a little discouraged and distressed.
Feng Ling'er, who was confused, didn't notice Chu Tian's expression and complicated heart, she only thought that she must save Chu Tian, the storage bag was emptied, and finally she could only watch Chu Tian close his eyes. Sitting on the ground that felt dirty in the past, let Chu Tian's head rest on the middle thigh, let the soil stick to his dress, like a child who broke his heart, hugged Chu Tian's head, and cried.
Chu Tian felt so tired, his tired eyes had no power to open his eyelids, he was fluttering, he suddenly flew up, flying higher and higher, his eyes lit up, and he saw Feng Ling'er holding himself and crying, so what is his current self? A wind blew, and with a swing, another force sucked violently, and he was like a wisp of green smoke, which was sucked into the sword on the ground.
In the space of the sword, the ubiquitous wind blows Chu Tian for a while, and where to go for a while, these winds actually contain the laws of the wind, which are the laws above the rules, for example, the rules are made by people, then the rules are destined by the sky, the laws are the emperor, then the rules are like the prince.
It turns out that there is this kind of benefit when I die, I don't know how long I can stay here, but my realm seems to be a little low, and I haven't felt much about the rules, how can I understand the laws of the three thousand avenues? For the first time in his life, Chu Tian entered a center without any distractions and a clear mind. Just crossed the rules and comprehended the laws of the Heavenly Dao, just like a primary school student who had just started school in elementary school and whimsically wanted to study college textbooks, and read tirelessly, Chutian's state at this time was an epiphany if it was popularly said.
The wind around Chu Tian also quieted down, motionless, like a rich man entering a brothel, and the girls in the brothel puffed up their chests and tried their best to show their most beautiful side, wanting the rich man to see his face clearly and take a fancy to himself. The wind is in such a state at the moment.
There was an old man standing not far from Chu Tian, looking at Chu Tian with a smile, those stopped winds were from his hands, and he also tried his best to create a most suitable environment for Chu Tian.
In this space, there is no concept of time, the sky and the earth are all cyan, and in the whole space, except for the ubiquitous wind, there are only two people, Chu Tian and the strange old man.
When he opened his eyes, Chu Tian felt as if he had more cognition, some things that he couldn't say, and after savoring them for a while, he noticed the old man who was still giggling on the side.
"Hey, old man, where is this, do you want to take me to the underworld?" The old man looked at himself like this, which made Chu Tian a little uncomfortable, and he asked with courage.
"Do you understand?" the old man asked Chu Tian thoughtlessly.
"What do you understand, old man?" Chu Tian was confused, and he couldn't figure out what the old man was talking about.
"Are you happy to die?" said the old man again, so headless and brainless.
Chu Tian's feelings are that he has met an old man who is not very good, it should be Alzheimer's, the more Chu Tian thinks about it, the more he feels that his point of view is correct.
"Do you still want to be alive?" the old man suddenly threw out Chu Tian's most important words at this stage,
Chu Tian's heart, which had long accepted the fact of his death, suddenly became active again, am I still alive? Chu Tian: "Old man, can you let me come back to life?" Old man, aren't you bragging? Old man, are you not stupid?" A series of questions ejected from Chu Tian's mouth like a cannon.
"Aren't you supposed to ask who I am?" asked the strange old man, putting away the smirk on his face, with some seriousness.
"Yes, who are you, no, why should I listen to what you say, ask who you are, then who are you?" Chu Tian made the strange old man a little dizzy, or a little drunk, and the questions he asked became a little strange with the old man.
The old man shook his head suddenly, and his eyes were clear: "You have to remember what I said now, the place where you are now is the space inside your sword, I am the wind god, or the sword spirit of this wind god sword, I won't tell you the origin, you don't understand, I will send you back to your body later, and I will turn the power of the undigested Nine Heavens Xuanfeng Fruit in your body into your heart, you have to do this, just after saying this, the old man of the wind god who called himself the sword spirit returned to the smiling dementia between him, and began to ask some strange questions."
It turned out that the fruit was called the Nine Heavens Xuanfeng Fruit, but it was also strange, Chu Tian still had a half-believing attitude towards this old man's words, sometimes he spoke like a normal person, and sometimes he asked some strange questions, it couldn't be schizophrenia. Chu Tian's conjecture was just a momentary thought, but he was also blindsided, saying that the old man of the wind god really only had half of his soul here, and of course it was unknown where half of his soul was. I never imagined that I would be even stranger than this schizophrenic sword spirit in the future.
The so-called things gather people and groups like things, and even things are like their masters, as it should be.
Look at what kind of sword spirit comes out of other people's novels, and so on, and the soul is all awesome, and when it comes out, it is either possessed and his strength has increased greatly, or he is knowledgeable and has excellent ability or something, how to change his character on his side is like this, and he makes himself half-dead, and when he meets a god who chatters and doesn't know the so-called sword spirit, you are sending me back, I don't expect you to give me any magic pill artifact, but you can't bury people like this, right, just let the family rise up a little survival**, you are pretending to be stupid for me again.
Chu Tian stared at the face of the old man of the sword spirit depressedly for a while, and wanted to see when he was going to ask.
I was getting impatient, and I heard a lot of questions, if it weren't for nothing, Chu Tian would have wanted to sleep on the spot. The old man of the sword spirit, who called himself the god of wind, suddenly showed a serious expression on his face and asked, "Why are you still here?" ”
Chu Tian: "You should send me back." I didn't see what the wind god said just pointed at Chu Tian with his hand, and a soft wind flew out of the world in the sword with Chu Tian, and just wanted to retract the wind, the wind god returned to his dementia state, and asked himself in a muttering voice.
Chu Tian returned to his body with the wind, and that wind also melted into Chu Tian's soul, wow" I feel that my divine sense is much stronger, at least six or seven times stronger, what is this wind, so powerful. However, before Chu Tian could think about what this was, a warm current gathered from all over his body to his heart, and the remnants of the undigested medicinal power that had been swallowed before also moved at the same time, and the itchy Chu Tian only wanted to scratch it. However, this feeling came and went quickly, and after a while, Chu Tian's heart had been completely repaired, and the color had also turned into the appearance of the Nine Heavens Xuanfeng Fruit, damn, my heart had changed into a fruit
Startled, Chu Tian opened his eyes, bounced up from Feng Ling'er's fragrant legs, his consciousness returned to his body from his body, turned his head, looked at Feng Ling'er who was looking at him blankly with a stunned face, stepped on the sword, hugged Feng Ling'er, and kissed Feng Ling'er's tender little mouth fiercely.
Chu Tian said: "I didn't dare to do this thing after thinking about it for many years, but this time I finally did it, it's so sweet haha." ”