Zu An was silent for a long time before sighing: "Back then, because I was obsessed with immortality, I was taken advantage of by the traitor Xu Fu. Now, nearly ten thousand years have passed, and I finally understand that there is no way to achieve immortality in this world.
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Mi Li smiled sarcastically: "It's rare for these words to come out of your mouth."
Zu An was not dissatisfied and continued: "Xu Fu's yin-yang and five-element formation can at most increase his longevity, but living in that form of neither human nor ghost, what's the point of living."
Mi Li asked: "Xu Fu said before that your soul was gone. Why do you still exist now?"
Zu An explained: "In the battle at Sand Dune, I was betrayed by those people. I knew that I would not be spared, so I left a ray of my soul and sealed it. If I want to activate this ray of my soul, I must practice the "Hongmeng Yuanshi Jing"
"Xu Fu naturally cannot detect the existence of it."
"So you planned all of this when you sealed me?" Mi Li frowned, "But since you made these preparations in advance, you were actually plotted against by Xu Fu. It's really despicable."
"I didn't design these to guard against Xu Fu," Zu An sighed, "I was mainly worried that the sacrificial array would fail, so I made these arrangements in advance, waiting for someone to find me and help me resurrect in the future.
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Mi Li's face changed, and she immediately realized: "It turns out that it is not an inheritance, but a bait, using the "Hongmeng Yuanshi Jing" to lure people in the future to find the second half, so that they can become your victims and help you to be reborn!"
"What?" Bi Linglong was shocked when she heard this. What should the real Zu An do?
Feeling the tension between the two women, Zu An frowned: "What is the relationship between this guy and you?"
Mi Li said calmly: "He is my disciple."
Hearing this answer, the other person was obviously relieved: "Well, to a certain extent, he can be regarded as my descendant. Our husband and wife taught the same person together."
"When you betrayed your sister, killed Fusu, and used me as a sacrifice, I no longer think that we are still husband and wife." Mi Li looked calm, obviously not wanting to discuss this with him, "How long will you continue to stay?
, his body cannot bear it for such a long time."
An angry look appeared on Zu An's eyebrows, but it gradually dissipated after a while: "If anyone dared to talk to me like this back then, they would have been quartered long ago."
Mi Li: "Haha."
Zu An sighed: "When I wake up after sleeping for so many years, I am always reluctant to leave."
Mi Li was a little dissatisfied: "If you want to speak, come out and say it. Don't occupy his body all the time."
She was aware of the sequelae of the key, and worried that the longer time passed, the greater the damage to Zu An.
"You care about this disciple very much," Zu An put away his smile, "Unfortunately, he is about to die."
"What!" Upon hearing his words, Mi Li and Bi Linglong exclaimed.
Zu An's expression was calm: "From the very beginning, his body has been on the verge of collapse. If I hadn't been using my energy to repair it, he would have been wiped out long ago."
Mi Li thought that it was indeed the case, and couldn't help but sigh: "Thank you!" She had wondered before why Zu An made such a big noise when using the key, but he didn't react at all. It turned out that Ying Zheng was helping him.
"You actually thanked me?" Zu An was a little surprised. He quickly realized that the other party was doing it for this man, so he felt a little weird in his heart.
But when he thought that this person was her disciple, he felt relieved.
"If his body hadn't been tempered many times by the Hongmeng Yuanshi Meridian, I'm afraid it would have collapsed long ago," Zu An frowned, "But even so, I can only try my best to suppress the speed of his collapse. After I leave,
I am afraid……"
Mi Li's expression changed and she asked hurriedly: "When will you leave?"
"Right away..." His voice gradually became lower, and then a vague transparent soul came out of his body, and he could vaguely look like Ying Zheng.
Mi Li suddenly became anxious: "How can you be so irresponsible!"
Ying Zheng felt uncomfortable. Just now she was urging her to leave quickly, but now she felt that he was leaving too quickly.
Could it be that I don’t want to stay longer? The conditions don’t allow it.
His soul had begun to dissipate, and his last words slowly floated in the air: "I stayed in his sea of consciousness for the second half of "Hongmeng Yuanshi Jing"..."
Before he could finish his words, he had completely dissipated.
Seeing a generation of emperors completely wiped out like this, even though Mi Li had a deep grudge against him, it was inevitable to feel a little sad.
At this moment, Zu An screamed and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Bi Linglong exclaimed and hurriedly supported him: "Azu, Azu, what's wrong with you?"
At this time, she had noticed that the skin all over Zu An's body was showing signs of chappedness, and some places seemed to be broken. Then he was trying to repair himself, but the speed of his own repair was far slower than the speed of collapse.
Zu An smiled: "I thought he would probably die on the spot after using it, but now at least I have finished dealing with that nasty big octopus."
Hearing the familiar frivolous voice, Bi Linglong knew that the familiar man was back: "How long have you been joking? Take these medicines."
As he spoke, he took out various precious medicines from his arms.
"It's useless," Zu An shook his head and took out a bottle of "Brother Xinchun" from the glass orb. This was the only bottle of resurrection medicine he had left. He had been reluctant to use it. If he doesn't use it now, he will have no chance.
Already.
He quickly took the medicine, and the mess in his body was indeed nourished and relieved.
The skin that was constantly chapped has gradually begun to heal.
However, Zu An couldn't be happy because he knew that this was just a bottle of Brother Xinchun (small) and could not completely restore him to his current condition.
Sure enough, his skin suddenly cracked in the next second, but the speed was slightly slower than before, but it was obvious that it would not take long before his whole body would completely collapse.
He couldn't help but sigh: "Looks like I'm still going to die."
"Azu..." Bi Linglong hugged him, tears streaming down her face, and all her usual strength disappeared.
Zu An wanted to pat her hand to express comfort, but unfortunately he could no longer do such a simple action, so he could only smile bitterly and apologize.
"Master, I'm afraid I'm going to get you into trouble."
Mi Li also squatted down next to him, placed her cold fingers tightly on his pulse, and while checking the situation in his body, she replied: "If it weren't for you, I would have died long ago, so how could I blame you?"
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Zu An wanted to say something else, but Mi Li had already stopped him and said, "Let's not talk about anything else. Did Ying Zheng just leave you the second half of the "Hongmeng Yuanshi Jing"?"
Zu An grunted and could no longer do the same thing as nodding. He only felt like he had a splitting headache, his whole head seemed to explode, and blood flowed out of his seven orifices unknowingly.
Seeing this scene, Mi Li's eyes narrowed and he quickly said: "I'm about to practice the second half."
"It's useless even if you practice." Zu An smiled bitterly. When Ying Zheng got on top of him, he did not lose consciousness. He could sense that Ying Zheng was running the Hongmeng Yuanshi Jing at full strength to maintain his body. Unfortunately, he still couldn't stop the collapse.
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The backlash from Jian Lai was too strong, especially since he boasted so much.
Fortunately, there is a trace of Ying Zheng's remnant soul here. He did not become Ying Zheng out of thin air, and the backlash would have been much smaller. Otherwise, he might have been wiped out as soon as he opened his mouth.
But despite this, this backlash is definitely not something he can resist now.
Although he felt it was useless, giving up was not his style, and he worked hard to circulate Hongmeng Qi. Ying Zheng had already circulated the lower half of his body just now, and the luck route was still retained. Otherwise, his current situation would probably not be the same.
The Fa is practiced.
Mi Li nodded secretly, but still said: "Didn't you say that practicing is useless? Why do you still have to practice?"
Zu An smiled: "I don't live for myself alone. Every minute I live, you live one more minute, and I can also see you for one more minute."
Mi Li was a little distracted. This bastard dared to tease even his master.
Her face was slightly warm, and she glanced at Bi Linglong subconsciously. Seeing that she was in tears and didn't notice anything unusual, she breathed a sigh of relief.
Zu An reluctantly ran the second half of the Hongmeng Yuanshi Jing once, and then said in a trembling voice: "I'm afraid... I can't hold on anymore, can't I..."
Before I could finish speaking, I fainted.
Bi Linglong suddenly became anxious: "Master, why hasn't he gotten better at all?"
Mi Li sighed: "It seems that practicing the second half of the practice cannot heal his body."
"Then isn't he destined to die?" Bi Linglong looked at Zu An in her arms sadly, biting her lips almost to the point of bleeding.
"There is another way." Mi Li suddenly said.
"What can I do?" Bi Linglong grabbed her hand tightly like a drowning person grabbing a straw. She only felt that the other person's hand was so cold.