Chapter 509: The old grandmother who went to the other side of the river
"Bang!"
Zhong Wen's body fell straight down and collided with the ground, making a crisp sound.
He was lying quietly on the mountain, his face facing the sky, his eyes were distracted, the smile on his face had disappeared, and blood was slowly flowing down from both sides of his mouth.
It seems that this time, it is really going to die!
Since his body was transformed by Earth Dragon's blood, this was the first time he realized that he was still flesh and blood after all.
In the face of truly powerful power, relying only on the strengthening of a drop of earth dragon's blood, coupled with the "Spirit Pattern Body Refining Technique" that has not accumulated over the years, is still so pale and powerless.
Waves of heartbreaking pain came from his chest. Zhong Wen had not experienced such a feeling for a long time. Although it was novel, it was not beautiful.
The damage caused by Saint Lingxiao's finger did not end. A strange spiritual power penetrated into Zhong Wen's body along the wound on his chest, flowing between his limbs and bones. Wherever it passed, the meridians were everywhere.
The heart, liver, spleen, lungs and other organs were not spared.
In just a short moment, there were not many intact parts in Zhong Wen's body. More and more blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, his face slowly distorted, and his consciousness gradually blurred.
"This finger contains 70% of my spiritual power." A rare trace of regret flashed through Saint Lingxiao's eyes, "You can be proud of yourself for being able to push a Saint to such an extent."
Zhong Wen lay quietly on the spot, motionless and making no sound.
"Wu Yan violated the regulations, probably because of this kid. There is no need for further interrogation." Saint Ling Xiao slowly turned around and casually ordered to Elder Yang who was spinning his skills below, "Let their master and disciple go directly to Ling Yun."
Dong' has been facing the wall for thirty years, so remember not to hurt the child in her belly. Qi Xuan is still running around outside, so don't chill his heart."
"Yes!" Elder Yang was about to stand up and salute, but as soon as he stopped exercising, the spiritual energy in his Dantian surged out again. He was so frightened that he quickly sat down cross-legged and tried his best to activate the exercises without daring to relax at all.
"Zhong Wen!"
"Little junior brother!"
Master and disciple Zhong Wuyan could no longer suppress their grief and rushed desperately in the direction of Zhong Wen.
This time, the invisible resistance was gone. The two women came to Zhong Wen's side smoothly, placing two snow-white catkins between his mouth and nose and on his left chest respectively, anxiously exploring his condition.
The situation they perceived made their hearts sink to the bottom.
At this time, Zhong Wen's breath was almost non-existent, and his heart would beat very weakly only after a long interval, and the frequency of this heartbeat was still decreasing.
"Silly boy, why are you so stupid!"
Zhong Wuyan's face was covered with tears, and he suddenly fell on Zhong Wen's chest, crying sadly, "I hurt you! I'm sorry for Zhenhai, and I'm even more sorry for you!"
Ji Weizhu squatted aside, stretched out her hand to wipe the tears from the corner of her eyes, pursed her red lips stubbornly, and stared closely at Zhong Wen's delicate and pale face, as if she wanted to imprint his face firmly in her mind.
Is it really so unforgivable for people in the Holy Land to interfere with the secular world?
The red-haired Elder Guo's eyes swept over the grief-stricken Master and Disciple Zhong Wuyan, as well as the stunned Chu Qiuyang, and finally landed on Zhong Wen's motionless white body. For the first time, he thought about this iron law.
, which gave rise to a trace of doubt.
The sky gradually became darker, and it seemed that even the heavens were moved by Zhong Wuyan's tragic cry.
Even Elder Yang, who has a tough and fiery personality, could not help but show some sympathy.
Only Saint Lingxiao's expression remained calm and indifferent, as if he was not affected in any way.
He glanced at Zhong Wen for the last time, then slowly turned around, not intending to linger any longer.
thump!
thump!
thump!
Just when Zhong Wuyan and others fell into despair, and Saint Ling Xiao was about to leave, bursts of heartbeats suddenly came from Zhong Wen's body.
The sounds were weak at first, but gradually increased in intensity, gradually reaching the level of shocking the eardrums.
"How can it be?"
Saint Lingxiao suddenly turned around and stared closely at the boy in white lying on the ground, the shock in his eyes almost turned into reality.
thump!
thump!
thump!
The heartbeat in Zhong Wen's body continued to get stronger, and eventually, it shook the heavens and the earth, resounding through the sky.
"Zhong Wen!"
"Little junior brother!"
Zhong Wuyan and others all looked happy, staring at Zhong Wen nervously, and the hope they had given up came to their hearts again.
After an unknown amount of time, the violent sound like cracking rocks and passing through clouds seemed to have finally reached its peak, began to gradually weaken, and gradually returned to the heartbeat of ordinary people.
At this moment, Zhong Wen's closed eyes slowly opened, and a bright and dazzling light shot out from his eyes, which was like two electric lights shooting straight into the sky.
Immediately afterwards, his body seemed to be pulled by invisible lines, slowly floating up, and stood high in the sky again. His eyes were bright and he was full of energy. There was no trace of injury at all. The aura exuding from his body was unexpectedly...
A bit more powerful than before.
"I have to say, you surprised me." Saint Lingxiao looked at Zhong Wen up and down for a long time, and then slowly said, "You can practice to such an extent at a young age. Given time, maybe you can really do it.
Become an existence comparable to the seven old guys like us."
"You have disappointed me." Zhong Wen grinned, "Does one of the seven most powerful saints in the world only have this ability?"
What happened to me today?
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he felt regretful and regretful.
As Saint Ling Xiao said, provoking a being who is far stronger than yourself is not a wise move, and it is completely different from his original behavior.
However, here and now, facing Saint Lingxiao who wanted to punish Zhong Wuyan's master and disciple, he felt angry for some reason and just wanted to lash out at him severely. This was a kind of anger that came from the depths of his soul and was completely
Above reason and beyond the control of consciousness.
Could it be...him?
Forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart, Zhong Wen tried to calm down, and another "Zhong Wen" flashed through his mind unconsciously.
"Although I don't know what method you used to save your life." Saint Lingxiao's expression has returned to calmness, and he said calmly, "But with such a trump card, how many times can you repeat the same trick?"
Zhong Wen's heart trembled, and his face became extremely solemn.
Don't look at the fact that he was resurrected on the spot with full health, showing a domineering appearance like the return of the king, but in fact it was his own family who knew his own affairs.
Just when he was shot down by Saint Lingxiao with one finger, he almost lost his life, and he seemed to see a silver-white river in front of his eyes.
On the other side of the river, an old woman with a vague face was waving to him, as if to say, "Come on, kid, come here quickly!"
In my mind, scenes from the past and present life passed by like a revolving lantern. The once vague memories suddenly became extremely clear, and there were even some life that did not belong to me mixed in.
He knew that it was the memory from another "Zhong Wen".
Am I going to die?
Am I really not the protagonist?
Is it just to help the real protagonist after all the hard work?
On his deathbed, Li Qing, the martial king who topped the list of heroes, Zheng Qiyuan with the "Coiling Dragon Body", Lin Xiaodie, a little loli who was promoted to the spiritual master at the age of nine, Liu Qiqi, who was born with a sword heart, and a foot flashed before his eyes.
Li Bing and other geniuses have already entered the holy path.
These people may have extraordinary talents or extraordinary opportunities, but without exception, they all received help from Zhong Wen in the process of growing up.
There are thousands of thoughts in my mind, but in the real world, only one thousandth of a breath has passed.
Saint Lingxiao's finger power has broken through many obstacles, penetrated into his heart, wreaked havoc in it, and done whatever he wanted.
After lamenting the fate of his "ring grandpa" again, Zhong Wen finally gave up resistance completely, let go of his soul, and planned to defect to the old lady on the other side of the river.
At this moment, a force hidden in his heart suddenly spurted out, swallowing up the saint's spiritual power in an instant. Then he continued to move forward along the heart veins that had been broken. Wherever he passed, the meridians and bones
It actually began to repair and reshape at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon it was intact as before, even tougher and stronger than before.
This power was so familiar that Zhong Wen instantly recognized that it was the blood of Earth Dragon remaining in his body.
It turned out that the drop of blood given by Earth Dragon contained too much energy, and Zhong Wen's weak body could not fully digest and absorb it. Therefore, the remaining energy remained dormant in his heart, with "
With the thought that my talents will be useful, I am quietly waiting for the host's call.
Feeling the invasion of the powerful external force of the saint's spiritual power, Dilong Xinxue knew that it was finally time to complete his mission.
As a result, it died, its wax torch turned to ashes, it burned all its energy and completely "renovated" Zhong Wen's broken body.
In other words, for Zhong Wen, this operation of resurrecting on the spot with full BUFF is just a coincidence, an accident, and it was not his original intention at all.
It is absolutely impossible for him to do it again.
Feeling the vast and majestic power in his body, Zhong Wen could clearly realize that his physical body had become stronger, but it was still not to the point where it could compete with the saint.
"Would you know if you try it?"
Although he didn't have any confidence in his heart, at this point, he couldn't get off the tiger, so he had to put on a confident expression, with an inscrutable smile on his face, his whole body was filled with purple energy and shining golden light, and used the "Five Yuan Divine Art", "
The three secret arts of "Spirit Pattern Body Refining Technique" and "Purple Qi from the East" were pushed to their limit, and they tried to make a last-ditch effort.
"Okay, then I'll give it a try!"
Saint Lingxiao didn't hesitate at all, he raised his right hand with great enthusiasm, from top to bottom, and patted Zhong Wen in the air.
A small white light ball shot out from his palm and slowly floated towards Zhong Wen's position.
This light group is only the size of a table tennis ball. It is neither powerful nor sparkling, and it moves as fast as a snail.
However, the moment he saw the light group, Zhong Wen's face looked extremely solemn.
He could faintly feel that the power contained in the light group was more powerful than the previous orange-red finger force. If it was strengthened, he would definitely fly to the west and die.
The power of Earth Dragon's blood has been exhausted. If he dies again, he will die completely without any possibility of resurrection.
Oh my god! I’ve been hurt so much by you!
Being in the saint's "domain", he couldn't even dodge. He could only watch the light ball getting closer and closer to him. In addition to complaining about the other "Zhong Wen" in his heart, he couldn't think of anything else.
Come up with a better way to deal with it.
I originally wanted to use the gimmick of "resurrecting" myself on the spot to create some mystery, stabilize the enemy as much as possible, delay time, and seek that glimmer of hope.
Unexpectedly, the experienced Saint Lingxiao was not moved at all. Without saying a word, he hit him with his palms without giving him a chance to breathe.
One foot, one foot, three inches, two inches...
The white light group was getting closer and closer to Zhong Wen, and its slow moving speed was like a kind of mental slowness, which brought him unimaginable psychological torture.
Damn it, dying once is not enough, you have to resurrect me and kill me again, God, you are so cruel!
Zhong Wen was so filled with hatred that he secretly raised his middle finger to the sky. Seeing that the light ball was about to touch him, he felt his heart beat faster and his mind went blank. His whole person suddenly fell into a strange state. Everything around him
People and things seemed to have disappeared, and all that was heard in his ears was his own rapid breathing.
Immediately afterwards, what he saw suddenly became very different.
He was clearly facing Saint Lingxiao, but he seemed to have a God's perspective. Zhong Wuyan looked worried, Ji Weizhu looked nervous, Elder Guo shook his head in regret, Elder Yang meditated cross-legged, and others from among the woods.
The returning man in black...the expressions and behaviors of everyone on the cliff were all clearly reflected in his eyes, as if they were right in front of him and within reach.
The "radar" that once helped him defeat the mysterious man in black Tianji finally appeared again.
But this time, the picture transmitted by the "radar" became clearer and broader, as if it had incarnated into thousands of people, looking closer at all angles and directions.
Observing the world from both the first perspective and the God's perspective at the same time gave him an extremely weird and awkward feeling, and he was extremely uncomfortable with it for a while.
I'm almost dead, what's the use of giving me a "radar" at this time?
While Zhong Wen was complaining secretly, a white palm shining with gleaming light suddenly emerged from his chest and faced the white light ball shot by Saint Lingxiao.
Following closely behind are arms, shoulders, heads, and torso that are equally shining with light...
Finally, a complete white light person stood in front of Zhong Wen.
Then, under Zhong Wen's astonished gaze, the surface of the white light man suddenly lit up with streaks of pale golden light, emitting bursts of purple smoke.
It turned out to be "Spirit Pattern Body Refining Technique" and "Purple Qi from the East"!
This white light man who inexplicably emerged from Zhong Wen's body actually used two unique skills he obtained from the "Xinhua Tibetan Scripture Pavilion".
Looking at the light man in front of him, Zhong Wen's mind suddenly became clear. Many truths that he had not understood at first became clear to him. The hostility in his heart had disappeared. Countless information poured into his brain instantly. It was clear that he had never used the "Xinhua Canon"
Pavilion", but I felt an experience similar to "enlightenment".
At this moment, the aura around him suddenly changed. No matter his appearance, temperament or state of mind, it was completely different from before. He seemed softer, more confident, and more calm.
He knew that at this critical moment, he finally succeeded in understanding the great path.?