God, like man, has his own desires. And once there is desire, there is no good or bad. ”

"But there are good and bad people. Su Changan disagreed with Wutong's point of view.

"Maybe. Wutong smiled, not wanting to argue with Su Changan on this issue.

Su Changan felt that he had convinced Wutong, he pointed to the black-robed man on the ground again, and asked, "Then what should he do?" It looks like he's dying. ”

Yes, the black-robed man was already lying on the ground, he looked at Wutong and Su Changan in a daze, opened his mouth, but couldn't make any sound.

Wutong didn't answer Su Changan's question, but with a wave of her water sleeve, a flash of fire rose on the black-robed person. The black-robed man was reduced to ashes before he even had time to struggle.

"Dead?" Su Changan was very strange, Wutong just said that he couldn't kill this guy, why did he burn him to ashes in a blink of an eye.

"No, a god can't be killed, even if he's just a demigod. He will be resurrected, in someone somewhere in this world. But it will be a long time, or a hundred years, or a thousand years. ”

"Oh. Su Chang'an nodded muntly, he couldn't fully understand Wutong's words. But he knew that this so-called god was dead, at least for a hundred years. That's enough, Su Changan doesn't think that he can live for a thousand years, as long as he doesn't live under the same starry sky with the black-robed man in his lifetime, then for Su Changan, the black-robed man is dead.

"Master, I have a lot to say to you, can you wait for me? I want to bury Gu Ning and Su Mo. Su Changan pointed to a few people lying not far away and said.

"Bury, why bury, aren't they your companions?"

"Doesn't a person have to be buried in the earth when he dies?" Su Changan felt that Wutong was even stranger, and he didn't understand such a simple truth, but he thought about it again, maybe the customs of the demon clan were different from people, so he forgave her.

"Who told you they were dead?" Wutong rolled his eyes again, sighing secretly how Mo Tingyu had accepted such a stupid apprentice.

"Not dead??" Su Changan was stunned, and then his face welled up with joy.

"Well, I'm not dead. Sycamore nodded, and added, "But I'm dying." ”

"Then Master, can you save them? I like Su Mo very much...... Kindness...... and gunin them. Su Changan's face turned red, he felt that he should hide it well, but Wutong's playful eyes still made him a little embarrassed.

"Oh~!" Wutong dragged a long note very mischievously, looked at Su Changan slyly, and the corners of his eyes curved into a crescent moon.

She suddenly felt that Su Changan was very similar to Mo Tingyu back then, and she always blushed when she mentioned the girl she liked.

"Since it is the sweetheart of my apprentice, how can the master not save it?" Seeing that Su Changan's face was almost as red as a monkey's buttocks, Wutong knew that she couldn't tease anymore, and with a wave of her water sleeve again, a red light poured into the bodies of several people.

Su Mo and the others did not get better, Su Changan didn't know, but Liu Dahong, Gu Xianjun and others suddenly fell. Su Changan was taken aback. He looked at Wutong and said sincerely: "Master, your way of saving people is so special. ”

Then Su Changan's head was knocked hard by Wutong again.

"Don't worry, a few of your companions will wake up in two hours, and as for them, I've erased some of their memories. The news that I'm alive is bad for you. ”

"That's right. Su Changan felt that what Wutong said was very reasonable.

"Then I'm going to talk to you about you. Sycamore's expression became solemn.

"My business?" Su Changan was a little puzzled.

"You have the blood of God in your body. Sycamore said.

"True God's Blood?" Su Changan was puzzled, he remembered what the demigod Amaterasu had said, and thought of the thing that poured into his body from the knife, and his heart was inexplicably uneasy.

"One thing has been bothering me for two years since that snowy night. Wutong did not answer Su Changan's question positively, but talked about something that seemed to be unrelated. "Your master is a genius. Whether in the way of the sword or in cultivation, he is an undoubted genius. Therefore, I am surprised that he can kill my life star with the earth spirit realm or achieve the star death body in a few breaths, but I am not surprised. But the fact that he was the only one who could cut off my lifeline with Yingfu made me suspicious. ”

"The lifeline contains fate, cause and effect. He is ethereal, and he cannot be cut off by simply relying on strength. There have been many ancient and powerful starfalls, who have tried to cut off their own lifelines in the hope of staying alive when they are dying, but they have all failed. Listening to the rain, there was no reason why he could do it. ”

With this question in mind, in the past two years, I have traveled to many places and explored countless ruins of ancient cities. Finally, I found a few words about lifeline in a mural in Loulan. Legend has it that there was once such a group of creatures living in this world, who could break free from the shackles of fate and not stick to cause and effect, so they were immortal and immortal. They once ruled over all the creatures of this world and called themselves gods. ”

Speaking of this, Wutong paused, frowned, and said again. "But here, a part of the mural about the record of the Protoss is missing in the middle, as if someone deliberately destroyed it to cover it up. I'll skip this part and move on. The Protoss has fallen, and the reason for the fall is supposed to be in the missing part of the mural. ”

"What is written in the back part?" asked Su Changan curiously.

"The back part," Wutong said after a moment of hesitation, pausing for a few breaths. "God may fall, but God is immortal, especially those who are called true gods, who have left the blood of the gods to those who believe in them in the hope of resurrection in the Hereafter. And these creatures are called divine servants, and they lurk in the world, mixed with the various classes of the three tribes of demons and barbarians. They are looking for the most suitable host for the god they believe in. ”

"Host? What's that?"

"The resurrection of the gods requires the nourishment of the souls and flesh of living beings, who plant their blood in suitable hosts. Divine blood will lurk in it, devouring the host's soul and assimilating the host's body step by step. When the host died, God was resurrected in the host's body. ”

Wutong said slowly, but Su Changan was terrified when he heard it, and when he thought that there was a god who devoured human flesh and blood living in his body, he felt that his scalp was numb.

"And the host of the divine blood needs those who are extremely talented and have relatively low cultivation. Excellent talent means that the host can provide better nutrients to the gods, and the relative resistance to the god's blood is weaker under the cultivation. Mo Tingyu back then was undoubtedly a very good host. Wutong's efforts suppressed his emotions, but when he said this, Su Changan could clearly feel the anger in his eyes.

"No wonder, when I met my master, he fell in the snow and looked very embarrassed. I guess I had a fight with those gods. Su Changan recalled the scene when he picked up Mo Tingyu in the snow, and said truthfully to Wutong.

"That makes sense. They defeated Tingyu and wanted to plant the blood of the gods. But the gods underestimated Tingyu's strength, although he was worthy of the spiritual realm, but under the star, he rarely met opponents. Therefore, he put the divine blood on the knife that Tingyu carries with him all the year round, hoping that the divine blood will find an opportunity to invade Tingyu's body. But I didn't want to, and within a few days of listening to the rain, I fell in the north in order to save me. Wutong's voice became muffled, no matter how long it had been, Mo Tingyu's death would never be able to let go of her.

"Maybe Tingyu was alert before he died, and left a ban on the knife, so that you can't pull it out. But I didn't want you to pull out the knife and enter the body. And when I found out this step, I also wanted to come to you to take this knife, but I didn't want to be a step too late. ”

Wutong couldn't help but sigh after speaking.

"Isn't there a way to take out that divine blood from my body?" Su Changan blinked his eyes and looked at Wutong and asked seriously. But there wasn't much other emotion on his face.