Zuo Tian looked at the people in the pool of blood, ready to deal with the sudden situation at any time, he didn't know why this experiment required the presence of monks, in his opinion, between monks and mortals, there was just more spiritual power in their bodies.

Could it be that my spiritual power can help them increase the success rate of activation?

But they're all soaked in a pool of blood, how can I help them?

Zuo Tian frowned and pondered, but he didn't have a clue.

"Look!"

With a villager pointing, Zuo Tian looked up.

I saw a small whirlpool generated in the blood pool, which instantly disturbed the strange calm atmosphere of the blood pool, and a large amount of blood surged towards the center of the whirlpool.

At the center of the whirlpool was the head of the mad woman.

Her expression at this time seemed to be enjoying and pain, and the blood soaked her face, no matter what her expression was, it seemed hideous and terrifying to the people above.

"There's it too!"

As if there was a chain reaction, whirlpools appeared next to the people who had jumped into the pool of blood one after another, but those whirlpools were large and small.

And the expressions on the faces of those people are also different.

The villagers looked at each other, apparently not knowing what was going on.

Suddenly, a man opened his eyes, and struggled desperately in a pool of blood as if he had seen something frightened.

He happened to be on the edge of the pool of blood, and everyone pulled him out with their combined efforts.

Zuo Tian noticed that there was no whirlpool around him before this person woke up.

"Sanwa, are you okay?"

"What did you encounter down there, and how did you feel?"

"Why are you shouting, is there something horrible down there?"

The others didn't care about the blood on the young man's body, and they all gathered around him to ask him, with a look of urgency on their faces to know what had happened to him in the pool of blood.

Zuo Tian remembered that this young man called Sanwa was a member of the hunting team.

Sanwa listened to everyone's questions, her face was hesitant, her eyes were full of confusion, and her body was trembling involuntarily, just staring at everyone blankly, without a trace of reaction.

Suddenly, he struggled and frantically attacked the crowd as if he had been leaned over by something dirty.

"Hold him down!"

"Sanwa, what's wrong with you!"

"Wake up, Sanwa!"

The young man known as Sanwa roared, and the people who held him down flew up at once, falling three or four meters away.

I saw that after he overturned the people on his body, he shouted: "I want to cultivate into an immortal! I want to take revenge!"

Suddenly, his roaring ceased, and while the crowd was still terrified by his sudden burst of power, he seemed to have found some fatal attraction, and the standing figure looked around like a headless fly, and its nose shrugged and squirmed.

Soon he found the source, and the direction he was facing was the pool of blood!

"Plop!"

In the shouts of everyone, Sanwa jumped into the pool of blood again.

The crowd hurriedly gathered.

"What's wrong with Sanwa? Why is he so strong all of a sudden? Four or five of us can't hold him down? Could it be that he was bent over by a monster?"

A villager watched Sanwa jump into the pool of blood and said with some concern.

"You say, could it be the reason for the pool of blood? I've heard that there are those elixirs in the world, and if you eat them, you can live forever and have infinite power. ”

Another said hesitantly.

"There is the blood of the gods in this blood pool, and the blood smells like a fragrance, it must be a good thing! And it is equipped with so many herbs, even more ...... I can't say, this is a panacea!"

The third person's eyes lit up, and he guessed again: "The third baby must have become more powerful because of drinking these spiritual bloods!"

"But do you dare to jump?

The first person hesitated.

"Could Zhang Tie be lying to us? Maybe even he doesn't know, this blood pool is a good thing at first glance. After all, how can the things recorded in the classics be taken seriously. ”

Another said.

But he remembered Sanwa's courage just now, and took a step with some heart, but he still stayed in mid-air and hesitated.

"There were immortals in that village before, isn't this also true now? After all, the classics were handed down by the ancestors, and what they said in them must be true. ”

When the former man heard this, his footsteps in mid-air retracted again, and at the same time patted his chest with some fear.

"Okay, don't talk about it, let's take another look, let's see, if it's really okay, it's not too late for us to jump down......"

The man's eyes lit up, and he uttered the words that everyone agreed with.

Zuo Tian looked at this group of people mockingly, if he wanted to get something, he had to pay as much as he wanted.

It may be as simple as a mortal becoming an immortal.

And they are not even willing to pay, they are not even willing to try that adventure, even if they really activate the spiritual root in the end, I am afraid that they will not be able to be the strong people in the world.

It's just that, when it comes to them, isn't he just like them?

The corners of Zuo Tian's mouth flashed with a hint of self-deprecation.

He himself is just a little stronger than them, he is born with a spiritual root, if he doesn't have a spiritual root, is he willing to gamble his life to jump into this pool of blood?

Zuo Tian didn't know, after all, he had a spiritual root, so he wouldn't understand what those people thought.

There is only one life, Zhang Tie can gamble the lives of the whole village for revenge, and those who jump into the pool of blood also dare to exchange their lives for that glimmer of possibility for revenge.

And what is he afraid of?

In the past, Zuo Tian lived carefree, followed the hunting team into the mountains every day, and after returning to the village, he pulled Nanxiu and Xiaozhi to listen to the story of Old Man Li with him, and when Nanxiu and Xiaozhi had something, he would pull Nan Jingtian with him.

At that time, the shy Nan Jingtian only had a good friend of Zuo Tian, and he would talk to Zuo Tian about his thoughts.

Sedum is an orphan whose parents died of illness at an early age, and he joins a hunting party not only to survive, but also to marry and have children as he grows older.

He always remembered holding his parents' hands when they died and saying to him, "I'm dead, what are you going to do?"

From that time on, Nan Jingtian knew that he wanted to live a good life and live a wonderful life better than others, because his parents were watching him from heaven, and he couldn't let them down.

It's just that the loneliness since childhood has created his withdrawn character.

Every time he talked to Zuo Tian, his face would show sadness, because Zuo Tian was his only friend.

He was very envious that Zuo Tian couldn't remember the things before, so that he could have no worries and be carefree.

And Zuo Tian comforted him every time, saying that he thought too much, isn't it good to be happy every day?

Later, although the people in the village spread the rumor that Zuo Tian was a monster, Nan Jingtian was also secretly in contact with Zuo Tian, and later it became him comforting Zuo Tian, and Zuo Tian also smiled every time and said that he didn't care.

It's just that Nan Jingtian knows that Zuo Tian is the same as him, how can he not care.

It's just that they also have no way, they don't know the way forward, they don't know how to change.

Until the moment Nan Shugen died, Zuo Tian desperately wanted to change the status quo, he wanted strength, he wanted to become stronger.

But if his growth had come in exchange for pain, he would rather maintain the present.

If you are weak, you will be bullied.

If you grow, you will lose, and you will suffer.

As if he was stuck in a dead end, Zuo Tian didn't know what he should do.

He can't see his future, he can't see his future.

Sometimes, he also thinks about dying, just like those villagers in Nancun, who were slapped by Xueluo with a palm, there is no pain, and everything is over.

But he can't, Nam-su is still there, and Ash is still there, he can't have such selfish thoughts.

He also thought about retrieving his old memories, and sometimes, he asked himself.

Who are you?

Then he replied to himself: Who are you?

He felt like he was going crazy, as if another memory was affecting him, and he was turning towards him step by step.

He was afraid, he was afraid that one day he would really become himself no longer himself.