"When the divine blood enters the body, it will become one with the host, and if you want to take out the divine blood, you can only kill the host. At least for now, I don't know exactly what can be done to extract the divine blood. Wutong shook his head and said. Su Changan's appearance fell in Wutong's eyes, and she felt very uncomfortable. He asked so seriously that she couldn't even have the courage to tell some lies to comfort him.

"Is that so?" Su Changan lowered his head, as if thinking about some very important questions. After a long time, he raised his head again and asked, "What will happen to that god when he is resurrected with my body?"

"That's what worries me the most. Wutong groaned slightly, she was thinking of what kind of wording to tell Su Changan in order to make him feel better. But she couldn't figure out how to put it, so she said, "Although I don't know why, the mural finally says that the resurrected god will take revenge on all living beings in this world." ”

"Revenge?" Su Changan frowned, he didn't like such words very much, and those revenge people in the novel probably wouldn't end well in the end. Since it was not easy to survive by killing one person, why didn't he think about revenge instead of living well? Su Changan didn't quite understand, so he asked again: "Is God very strong? How can he take revenge on all living beings alone?"

"There is more than one God, but there are not too many of them. Counting demigods and sub-gods, there should be no more than a hundred. And maybe there are already some resurrected gods in this world, who are just lurking somewhere in the world, waiting for the right time. But they are really strong, at least that's what it says on the mural. ”

"How strong, how strong?" Su Changan was not satisfied with such an answer.

"Killing stars is like slaughtering pigs and dogs. Sycamore gave his own judgment.

Su Changan was silent, he lowered his head again, and began to think about something. Finally, he looked at the sycamore again, his eyes shining brighter than the stars.

He said, "Then please kill me and take out the blood of God before the resurrection of God." ”

Su Changan said it sincerely and seriously. This made Wutong's heart tremble inexplicably.

"Why?" Wutong also stared at Su Changan's eyes seriously, trying to see something in the eyes of this sixteen-year-old boy, but all she saw was a bright and dazzling light.

"I don't want to die. But since the blood of God cannot be extracted, then that God will be resurrected from my body. If he is a good god, then he will live if he lives, and I may be able to ask him to help me take care of my father. Su Changan said: "But Shi Niang said that he is an evil god who wants to destroy the world." The world wasn't very good to me, at least until I met my master. But there are things in this world that I like. For example, Momo, such as my father, and then for example, my mother. I want you to live in this world, but if he wants to destroy this world, then I can't resurrect him. ”

Su Changan felt that he said this passage very well and very imposingly, just like the heroes who were about to die in those novels. And at this time, some friends will be in tears for him, and there will be one or two girls crying for him. But it's a pity that there is only Shi Niang here, but if Shi Niang cries twice for him, it is not bad to think about it, after all, Shi Niang is very beautiful, more beautiful than Momo.

But Su Changan didn't wait for Wutong's tears, but what he waited for was Wutong's hand knocking his head.

"Are all of you men so unproductive?" Sycamore looked angry, her voice a little louder. "I think about dying for others at every turn, your master is, your master is, you stinky little kid too! You also protect the world, you die, the Momo you like, what if she runs away with someone else? Is it interesting to wear a green hat when you die?"

"But Momo didn't like me in the first place, he liked Gu Ning. It's not a cuckold for me. Su Changan covered his head and looked at Wutong with some grievances. He thought that his heroism could convince his master, even if he didn't cry as much as when Master Mo Tingyu died, but he should have shed two tears. But what I didn't want in exchange for was a scolding from Wutong.

"She doesn't like it, don't you know if she likes it?" Wutong was even more annoyed, and listened to how Yu accepted such a stupid apprentice.

"But I don't know how to make her like me. Su Changan was even more aggrieved, if he had a way to make Su Mo like him, then why bother to feel sorry for Su Mo and Gu Ning every time they were together.

"You have no way, your sister has a way!"

"Really?" Su Changan's eyes lit up.

"Will my sister lie to you?"

"But I'm dying, and if Momo likes me and I'm going to die again, she'll be very sad. Su Changan's expression darkened again.

Wutong knocked on Su Changan's head again angrily. He said, "So you have to find a way to survive!

"I want to live, but I can't even help you, Master, what can I do?"

"I can't help it now, it doesn't mean I can't help it in the future! Reach over your hand and I'll see what's going on inside you. ”

Wutong made a very vicious look, but Su Changan knew that she was really caring about herself, so she stretched out one of her hands as she said. Wutong also stretched out a hand and placed it on Su Changan's vein. Then he closed his eyes and probed the situation in Su Chang'an's body through his divine sense.

After a while, she withdrew her hand, opened her eyes, and said, "The situation is not as bad as expected. ”

"That demigod just now wanted to devour the blood of the true god in your body, and the blood of the true god consumed a lot of energy in order to protect itself. Now it's weak. Moreover, you also have the Sword Intent Spirit Star left by your master in your body, which can also help you resist the erosion of divine blood. ”

"The sword intent star spirit left by the master?"

"The path of cultivation is divided into the Nine Realms of Gathering Spirits, Nine Stars, Fanchen, Taiyi, Earth Spirits, Heavenly Hearing, Soul Guarding, Asking Dao, and Star Death. And the first realm of gathering spirits is to form a spirit star in the body. The spirit star that ordinary people have just cultivated is usually a blank piece of paper, and the attributes they possess need to be artificially added according to their own cultivation path. In order to inherit the Dao, the Star Death usually turns his understanding of the Tao into a spirit star and leaves it on the younger generations, this inheritance method is called the Star Inheritance Technique, and a Star Death can only complete it once in his life. The spirit star in your body is full of sword intent, and it should have been left on it by listening to the rain. It attaches to the knife, and when you pull it out, it's time to activate the legacy. This is not only the inheritance granted to you by your master, but also the layer of protection left behind by the fear that when you pull out the sword, you will be devoured by the blood of the gods. ”

"But this kind of resistance is only temporary, it can only delay the time you are eroded, and it is a palliative rather than a cure. But it also gives me more time to find a way for you to fight against the Divine Blood. ”

Su Changan heard Wutong's departure, and was reluctant in his heart, and hurriedly said: "Master, I'll go with you, although I don't have any skills, I can still help a little." ”

"The place I'm going to is dangerous, and if you go, you won't be able to help, you'll cause me trouble. If you really want to help me, you can cultivate well, don't I find a way to eradicate the divine blood, but you lose to the divine blood of Narauszi. Sycamore said.

Su Changan thought about it and felt that what Wutong said was not unreasonable. Then he nodded and said solemnly: "Don't worry, I won't lose to it!"

When Wutong heard this, he finally smiled, and it was indescribably bright and moving. Then she stretched out her hand and gently placed it on Su Chang's Heavenly Spirit Cover. Su Changan only felt that a stream of heat poured into his dantian from the Heavenly Spirit Cover. It's indescribably comfortable.

"Master, who are you?" Su Changan looked at Wutong suspiciously.

"This is my Star Inheritance Technique, you are my apprentice, and my True Fire Spirit Star is naturally going to be passed on to you. Wait a minute, I will grant you some cultivation methods, you have the star inheritance technique of me and your master, not to mention the Gathering Spirit Realm, the ordinary Nine Star Realm will not be your opponent. But these are just external objects after all, you must not slack off, so that you can cultivate your own spirit star in order to better fight against the divine blood in your body. ”

Su Changan didn't quite understand what the Star Inheritance Technique was, but this kind of spell that could only be used once in the Star Death Body was extremely rare. Wutong used it on him, but he just hoped that he could hold on for a little longer under the erosion of divine blood. Su Changan was moved in his heart, but he didn't know how to express it, so he could only look at Wutong with red eyes and be silent for a long time.

Seeing him like this, Wutong smiled slightly, touched Su Chang'an's head, and said, "When your companions wake up, you can go to Chang'an with them." There is your uncle Zu Yuheng there, you are the only seedling of their shaken line, I don't think he will watch you die like this. He has lived too long, and there should be some way. You can also consult him on most matters in cultivation, and in this world, the stars are dying, and I think that no one can compare with him in the way of cultivation. Wutong explained again, and at the end seemed to remember something, and said again.

"Remember, no matter what happens, don't give up until I come to you! Don't forget you, you promised your master that you would protect me. If you die, I won't let you go. After Wutong finished speaking, he made another grimace at Su Changan.

Su Changan never thought that Shi Niang still had such a side, and she was stunned for a while, not knowing how to respond.