Chapter 137: If I Don't Wake Up Again, I'll Have a Mace

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Zhao Chensi saw Wang Mang's casual appearance of throwing the pot that Qin Mian escaped on his head, and he couldn't help but want to swear a little.

But he also knew very well that he couldn't blame the other party at all, because in the confrontation just now, he saw a lot of things that he wouldn't normally notice.

Not only was his reaction several beats slower than Wang Mang's, but even his sense of battle was not at the same level at all.

Changing places, if it was not Wang Mang who rushed up but himself, I am afraid that the immortal chop that Qin Mian cut off in front of him would be enough to split his head, and it is estimated that he will only die in the end.

"Forget it......" Zhao Chensi shook his head, and then his attention was attracted by the broken arm in Wang Mang's hand and the blood-colored long sword: "Isn't this the sword that was in Changsheng Village before......"

"Immortal Slash." The golden electric light wrapped around his hand was lightly wiped on the back of the sword by Wang Mang, and then transferred to the bloody sword, and gradually turned into seals The blade of this long sword that exudes an ominous aura was slowly sealed, "It can be used to cut off the immortal, so that the immortal can be used to embrace death again, but I didn't expect the sword of the Xuanjun Daoist to finally fall into his hand......"

"Xuanjun ......" Zhao Chensi heard this familiar name and showed a thoughtful expression, "Do you know that Xuanjun?" ”

To a certain extent, after experiencing the events in Immortal Village, he was able to become like this and continue to live for a long time, which was indirectly caused by Xuanjun, so he was naturally curious about this mysterious existence.

"A legend among our undead group." Wang Mang gently knocked on the back of the undead sword and made a crisp knocking sound, constantly injecting golden lightning to strengthen the seal, "It is said that he is the oldest group of immortals, who has witnessed the prosperity of the gods, experienced the catastrophe of the collapse of the heavens and the earth, and personally led the undead army to defeat the gods twice. ”

"But when the god dynasty was cut off, he suddenly gave up everything, status, fame, and the power to rule the undead army, leaving behind the words that he wanted to find a way to die and never die, and left with his sword and left ......"

"Isn't this sword capable of severing without dying?" Zhao Chensi immediately discovered the blind spot, "The way to break the immortal is in his hand, what else is he looking for......

"......" Wang Mang was obviously choked by his words: "Think about what the villagers in Changsheng Village who pursued immortality became in the end? ”

Zhao Chensi's various memories of the past surfaced in front of his eyes: "Something similar to smoke and dust, or mist......"

"Those are ashes, one of the immortal evil methods discovered by those who study the taboo of immortality, even if their own fire of life has been burned out, they can still survive, but they will yearn for the ashes of the flame of other people's lives. This kind of immortality cannot be cut off by Xuanjun's sword alone. ”

Seeing that Zhao Chensi didn't interrupt, Wang Mang continued to patiently explain: "When limited life becomes a shackle, there will always be people who will explore the taboo of immortality, so the immortal evil law will appear in every era, the undead evil method completed by raising undead insects, the undead evil method without fire ashes, the undead evil method that gnaws the flesh and blood of the undead, there are too many strange and strange undead evil methods that have emerged in the long era......

"At first, none of these immortal evil methods could see any harm, and only after trying it myself and spending a long time would the drawbacks hidden in the immortal evil methods gradually appear."

"Orthodox immortals will gradually lose their goals, ideals, and emotions as time goes by, and become living corpses. Those who seek immortality are not spared. ”

"The person who keeps the undead in his body will be replaced by the undead in his consciousness; He who reduces himself to ashes will transform others into ashes, and consciousness will inevitably merge into a new consciousness, forever tasting the pain of the disintegration of the flesh; Those who devour the flesh and blood of the undead will inevitably face the problem of physical corruption and decay; There are also the secret methods of stealing lives and the time stealers......"

Wang Mang listed more than a dozen dangers of the immortal evil method as if he was selling his knowledge, and it was not until Zhao Chensi was a little overwhelmed that he turned back to the topic.

"All in all, we suspect that the method of never dying is not only how to end the eternal life of the undead even after turning into a living corpse, but also how to completely stop the appearance of the evil law of never dying......"

"In the final analysis, this sword may just be a failed attempt by Xuanjun......" The seal was gradually completed, and a pattern composed of small characters of golden runes was imprinted on the sword, suppressing the blood of Sen Sen, Wang Mang tapped the immortal slash that had been sealed with his fingers, and then threw it to Zhao Chensi casually: "The seal is complete, come, take it!" ”

Zhao Chensi was in a hurry like an acrobatic trick before catching the long sword that was bouncing around in his hand, and when he looked up at Wang Mang angrily, he found that this thing was still smiling at him.

"Anyway, this sword is not of much use to me, this immortal slash does have a concept of giving death and killing to the undead, and it has an excellent killing effect against the undead born from the undead evil law, but it is still a bit inadequate to kill the orthodox undead." Facing Zhao Chensi's glare, he helplessly spread his hands and explained, "Otherwise, Xuanjun wouldn't have to try to find a way to die and never die......"

"And...... Even psionics are immune to the power of the Undead Slash, and if used correctly, your revenge is not imminent. ”

Wang Mang's casual prompt echoed in his ears, and Zhao Chensi looked at the immortal slash in his hand and fell into deep thought.

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In the boundless space of consciousness.

Wu Ming was bored floating in this void filled with countless memory pictures.

Although these memories are vast and complex, they have been filtered by the spirit filter, and the memories left here have been stripped of their real feelings and their own feelings in advance, and there is no harm to him in dissolving his personality.

These memories are like autobiographical movies, automatically played in the space of consciousness, but what makes him feel painful is that from the current exploration and summary of the laws and experience, only the memories that he has visited from beginning to end will be thoroughly digested and absorbed and become a part of his knowledge.

In other words, it may only be until he has watched all the 'movies' that he will be able to wake up......

A fair-skinned and slender pierced the layers of darkness, and lifted Wu Ming, who was in a state of consciousness and had no body or limbs, like a ball.

At the same time, two familiar-sounding voices began to echo in the boundless space of consciousness.

"Stinky boy! If you don't give me face and wake up, I'm going to wake you up with a mace! ”

"Stop! Do you want to kill the manager! ”