Chapter 2: The Broken Hilt of the Sword

Heaven always doesn't favor a person too much, Wang Cheng began to feel hungry again, today is the fourth day he has a memory, and in his body, the warm air flow is gone. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the past four days, Wang Cheng has discovered a problem, all the deserted slaves here...... The eyes are all hollow.

Except for some instincts, they have no intelligent thinking, they have emotions, but they are all negative emotions, and he saw a few desolate slaves fighting for half of the fruit, beating their heads and bleeding.

In ten years of memory, Wang Cheng knew that the deserted slaves could fight with each other, but they could not kill people, and once one deserted slave killed another deserted slave, if the red-robed man in the tower detected it, then the deserted slave would also be punished by death.

This is also the reason why the middle-aged man did not kill Wang Cheng directly at first, but waited for Wang Cheng to die himself.

Wang Cheng was hungry, the warm air flow in the past four days had made him forget about hunger, and today he felt hungry again, and he was going to eat after all.

Wang Cheng is no stranger to shaving food, he has been shaving food for two years, those memories have not disappeared, but have been retained, although he has returned to the state of a normal person at this moment, but this memory still makes his thinking fall into a kind of confusion.

He skillfully began to plan, in this barren world, there is a large amount of garbage every day, these things come in from nowhere, but they have become a resource for the survival of the desolate slaves.

Half an hour passed, Wang Cheng found nothing, he patted his black hand, a touch of fear gradually rose in his eyes, after recovering his memory and thinking, Wang Cheng became even more afraid of hunger.

He saw many people dying today, and those people were starving.

In this world, more or less people die every day, and Wang Cheng has been watching such scenes for ten years, so that now he is habitually numb to these after his memory wakes up.

Although he was sixteen years old, his mind was still stuck at the age of six. He carried the broken hilt and the tattered dagger with him every day, as if they gave him a sense of security......

"Water...... I want water......"

Just as Wang Cheng was digging the garbage heap, a faint voice reached his ears, making his whole body tremble, and fear instantly poured into his heart.

"Who... Who's talking......"

Wang Cheng looked around worriedly, there were indeed a few desolate slaves nearby who were also shaving, but they didn't speak, where did that voice come from?

"Give me water... I can get you out!"

The faint but clear voice kept coming, and Wang Cheng screamed, holding the broken hilt of the sword and the tattered dagger tightly.

In response to his shout, several desolate slaves turned their heads and subconsciously looked in Wang Cheng's direction, their eyes were empty and thoughtless, they just glanced at it, and continued to eat instinctively.

Wang Cheng was really scared, you must know that his mind is only six years old, and he is curious but more afraid of this unknown thing.

"Come here...... Child...... Come to me...... I can teach you to leave...... Here's the way..."

The voice came again, this time Wang Cheng heard it clearly, this voice came from the underground not far ahead.

Is there anyone down there?

Wang Cheng thought slightly, the fear in his heart disappeared a little, maybe a certain barren slave who was shaving food was pressed underneath, Wang Cheng ran quickly, if someone was really crushed in by the new garbage, then he had to rescue him quickly.

The six-year-old soul brought Wang Cheng not only fragility, but also innocence and kindness. He wanted to save the man, so he went.

Just as he had walked a few steps, a white light, at an extremely fast speed, flew out of the garbage heap in an instant, and merged into Wang Cheng's heavenly spirit like lightning.

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Wang Cheng's thin body fell to the ground, he closed his eyes, his brows furrowed tightly, and it was vaguely obvious that he was suffering at this time.

"It's really providential to not die this time!"

In Wang Cheng's mind, a white mang was flying wildly, and a ball of light ten times smaller than this light group was being pursued.

Wang Cheng was horrified to find that he had turned into a small light group, and behind him, a light group ten times larger than him was occupying his mind.

"Little one, don't run, anyway, you're just a slave in this barren world, stop and let me devour it, and I'll definitely set up a tombstone for you when I go out." ”

The big group of light laughed wildly unscrupulously, he was not a mortal, but a monk, but he died, in order to avoid the enemy, he gave up his body, and the original god entered a ruin, and finally entered this barren world.

But in this barren world, it actually has a devouring effect on the Yuan Shen, I originally thought that he would be devoured by the barren world, but I didn't expect Wang Cheng to dig out the garbage he attached to when he was gouging. That's what came before.

His purpose was to take away Wang Cheng, and then start cultivating anew, trying to find a way out of this barren realm and start cultivating again with a new identity.

Wang Cheng is no longer a desolate slave, he has consciousness, naturally he will not stupidly listen to the words of the big light group, he ran away frantically, and for some reason, in Wang Cheng's mind, the speed of the light group is not as fast as Wang Cheng.

Wang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, he faintly felt that once he was swallowed by that big ball of light, his fate would definitely be worse than starvation, so he couldn't be swallowed.

But it didn't take long for something to happen that made Wang Cheng cry out in fright, only to see that the speed of the big light group actually began to speed up, and at this speed, it wouldn't take long to catch up with him.

"Hmph, I'll have a good time with you, it's strange that a desolate slave in a barren realm has consciousness......

The speed of the big light group gradually caught up with Wang Cheng, but at this moment, he suddenly stopped accelerating, and hung so tightly behind Wang Cheng, like a hunter playing with his prey.

Wang Cheng cried, if he was not in the state of Yuan Shen at the moment, he would definitely shed tears, his heart was full of fear, the feeling of death was so close to him, he didn't want to die... He also wanted to get out here and find his mother......

Subconsciously, Wang Cheng wanted to hold the broken hilt and the tattered dagger, but he suddenly remembered that he didn't seem to have any hands now......

However, just as Wang Chengyuan was thinking about holding the broken hilt and the tattered dagger, a golden glow suddenly lit up in his mind, and a broken hilt suddenly appeared here......

The broken hilt seemed a little huge in my mind, a few points larger than the large ball of light. At this moment, it exuded a golden glow, flying towards Wang Cheng's small light cluster.

"What is this!"

The big ball of light suddenly screamed, and then he let out a miserable howl, only to see that the broken hilt of the sword suddenly burst into golden light, sucking the big ball of light hard.

Wang Cheng stopped, he stood there quietly, staring blankly at the broken hilt of the sword devouring the large ball of light, and his heart suddenly became even more frightened......

Even the big ball of light was swallowed, and there was no resistance, so wouldn't his small ball of light even have the qualifications to struggle......

Soon, the screams of the great ball of light disappeared, and the whole mind returned to calm, except that the broken hilt still exuded a strange golden glow.

After a long time, Wang Cheng found that the broken hilt seemed to be full, and it didn't seem to want to eat itself......

Even though Wang Cheng had this idea in his heart, he was still too scared to move, he quietly looked at the broken hilt of the sword, until a long time passed, nothing happened, and he dared to move a little.

He slowly approached the hilt of the broken sword, and it suddenly occurred to him that he had just seemed to want to hold it, and then it appeared here......

Does it listen to itself?

shook his head violently in his heart, the disappearance of the big light group just now was still vivid, how could such a terrifying thing listen to his own words?

But even with this thought in his heart, Wang Cheng couldn't help but give it a try.

"Go over there......"

Wang Cheng said suddenly, he motioned for the broken sword hilt to move away from him, but the next moment, the broken sword hilt didn't seem to react at all.

"It didn't listen to me......"

Wang Cheng began to be scared again, what if the broken hilt of the sword was hungry again and wanted to eat him......

However, just when Wang Cheng was in fear of himself, the broken hilt of the sword moved...... According to Wang Cheng's wishes, it flew to the other side, some distance away from Wang Cheng.

"This ......"

Wang Cheng looked at this scene in shock, and the childish fear in his heart instantly dissipated, replaced by an indescribable joy and reassurance.

However, Wang Cheng didn't have long to be happy, and the broken hilt suddenly turned into a golden ray, which came directly into Wang Cheng's primordial spirit......

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There was no moon at night in the barren world, and where the fire could not shine, a sixteen-year-old deserted slave lay on top of a pile of garbage, he let out a dream, and the next moment he sat up sharply.

"I'm fine...... I am..."

Wang Cheng changed, his eyes suddenly became resolute, and there were unfamiliar memories flowing quickly in his mind, this memory did not belong to him but to another person, to which great light group was swallowed by the broken hilt......

There are a lot of memories of this one, for forty years, and Wang Cheng's six-year-old mind has grown rapidly under the influence of this memory, and at this moment he already has the thinking of a twenty or thirty-year-old person.

"Snatching ...... I've been taken away......"

Wang Cheng muttered to himself, his personality had changed a little, and a lot of knowledge and information suddenly appeared in his mind.

Monks, sects, spiritual weapons, and cultivators...... and other complicated information, like an explosion, crazy in his mind.

There was a little pain in his head, if this pain had been before, Wang Cheng would have cried, but now he only frowned slightly.

For a long time, when a ray of light appeared in the Barren Realm, the information in Wang Cheng's mind finally surfaced, and at this moment he finally returned to normal.

He vaguely felt that a door beyond mortal imagination had opened for him, and he looked at the world again, feeling different from before.

"Monk...... Barren Realm ...... Spirit Desolation Sect ......"

Wang Cheng muttered repeatedly in his mouth, and suddenly his eyes flashed, and the whole person came to his senses......