Years of ignorance of wine and dipped lips

Chapter 102 Reshaping the Flesh

I went forward and picked up the flower that grew on the dead wood. It was shaped like a narcissus and bright in color. When I sniffed it lightly, the stamens bloomed slightly, emitting a strange red light. I also smelled the same scent from Jing Nian.

blood daffodils.

San couldn't help but snatch the flower from my hand, threw it on the ground, and said: "This flower is a bad omen, senior brother, don't touch it again."

Then he took me back to Xigen Peak.

Qin Simu was refining medicine in the alchemy room, when he suddenly saw people from Duye Palace barging in, before the fire could be turned off, the bulky alchemy furnace was directly overturned by San.

The big commotion caused attracted other elders, who questioned them: "What are you going to do? Non-disciples of this sect are not allowed to enter the secret realm!"

San snorted coldly, "I think you guys don't know what's good or bad, what sects are you talking about at this time, it will be too late when something happens, and everyone should not think about being alone."

"What could happen?" Elder Yan Zhen raised his eyebrows, "Hasn't the traitor who is a half-blood of immortals and demons been eliminated?"

"What if he comes back again?" Three fingers hooked the blood-red tassel on the handle of the whip, and looked at me worriedly, "No one understands how deep his obsession is better than me."

"Even if I come back, I, the master, should clean up the house myself. How can I let you do it for me again!" Elder Yan Zhen seemed to be touched by something sad, glared for a while, and then shouted to me, "Qi Shijiu , come here! You are also a member of Wuyun Sect!"

However, San held my wrist without loosening it, "Didn't the wedding invitation be sent to you in the morning?"

He didn't want to devote any more energy to arguing with Elder Yan Zhen, so he just said lightly, "You are still the same as before."

Then he went straight past the crowd and forcibly entered the secret realm.

The smell of blood narcissus hit the face, almost pungent, and I saw that the secret place that had been barren and turned into a desert Gobi had been flooded at this moment, which was even more exaggerated than the scene of flood discharge.

There are daffodils blooming everywhere, but there is no vitality at all, because these flowers can absorb even the hard bones buried under the sand and turn them into their own nutrients.

The closer you get to the waterfall in the depths of the secret realm, the more beautiful the blood daffodils bloom, and the more plump and plump the petals are, and it actually feels like flesh to the touch. I have no choice but to believe what San said, this thing can really reshape people flesh and blood.

From this point of view, it was a wrong move to bury Jingnian under Yancheng full of tree roots and branches.

I was a little confused. In my dream last night, Jing Nian said that I killed him, but according to what Elder Cai Zhen said just now, San Ye had something to do with Jing Nian's death.

No one told me what kind of entanglements and grievances there were between the three of us.

But now I can't take care of it anymore, because I see the top of the waterfall, which is the junction of the human domain and the demon domain, and the endless demonic energy is spreading.

It is better to say that in the so-called waterfall, there is not even a drop of water, it is full of magic energy, and a large cluster of unopened blood narcissus is growing in the center, bathing in nutrients, budding, and the rhizomes have faintly outlined the shape of an adult man's skeleton .

Sanxiang swung the thick internal force of his palm, but it was absorbed by Narcissus without any hesitation.

It seems that brute force cannot stop Jing Nian from reshaping his physical body.

Even the sky was terribly gloomy, with dark clouds piled up so low that it seemed as if you could touch them with your hands. Disciples kept reporting that not only Tianyi City, but also other places had these weird blood narcissus growing continuously.

The stronger the fear and panic, the more vigorous these narcissus bloom, and the blood-red stamens illuminate the earth extremely brightly, like fire burning clouds at dusk when the weather is fine.

The sky and the earth seemed to be turned upside down.

The development of the situation was so unexpected that all sects and sects, including the people of Wuyun Sect, finally panicked.

According to the habit, every time there is any major abnormality, you must first ask the head master for his opinion, and this time is no exception.

However, in the past, it was Xue Jiajia, the confidant of the master who passed the word.

Others only know that the master has been in seclusion all year round, and although he also lives in a secret place, he has never been able to find the exact location.

Now Xue Jiajia mysteriously disappeared, and his life and death were uncertain, which also meant that he had cut off the contact with the master.

Sure enough, at a critical point, even a small mess would be magnified.

Qin Simu whispered from the side, "I don't even have any impression of Master..."

He was right, and I found the same conclusion after searching the database. I have stayed in the Wuyun Sect for several years. Although the head master is the backbone of the entire sect according to the setting, he is also the one with the highest cultivation level in the sect. , but in fact it has always existed like a background board.

Somewhat anomalous.

But it's really too late to realize the abnormality now.

The game should not set important characters as irrelevant NPCs.

If this is the case, there is only one explanation, that is, the plot point of the NPC has not been triggered yet.

San watched them flustered with cold eyes, and the golden patterns were flowing again on the black satin covering their eyes.

He is using this sky-reaching eye to predict the future plot.

And I, because I was closest to him, also saw the picture in his eyes.

I see that everything in my field of vision is blurred and distorted, with color blocks and light spots entangled across borders, like a certain style of glitch aesthetic images, which make people feel uneasy and insane after watching too much. calm down.

Or maybe, he had already torn the skin of reason before I knew it.

But there are also things that are not blurred and distorted. The human figure that is condensing above the waterfall is extremely clear.

The surroundings of the human figure are not smooth, but are divided into countless lines, like the countless possibilities drawn from the logic tree model, where one cause splits into countless effects.

And these causal lines all extended to me, intricately intertwined, some of them passed me by, and some of them passed through my chest accurately.

"No, it's impossible, it shouldn't be like this." San whispered, "What I want to see is the exact answer, not this kind of thing!"

He was furious, and stretched out his hand to grab these causal threads on my body, as if pulling them off, but new causal threads stretched out again.

San was out of breath, and took my hand to leave the secret realm.

The system calmly broadcast the reminder that has been said long ago.

[Welcome to "Dream". 】

【This game will present you the open world with the highest degree of freedom and the most realistic experience】

[Each player has a unique mission and story line. 】

[Please feel free to interact with NPCs, every choice you make will affect the subsequent development of the plot. 】

"I refuse." San said coldly, "Xiaojiu can only have one future, and that is to be with me."

The system was silent for a long time, and asked:

[Dear player, you can't be sure that you will make the right choice. 】

"It's very simple. After eliminating all the wrong answers, only the correct answer remains." He moved his palm slightly and clasped my fingers together. "So, as long as I remove all obstacles that stop me, the remaining road must be the one I want."

The warmth in the palm of my hand suddenly disappeared, San let go of me, and walked down the mountain without letting the shadow guard follow, the back was determined and lonely.

I yelled, "Where are you going?"

"Reshaping the physical body alone cannot bring him back to life. The soul needs to return to its place, which is the spiritual body. So I'm going to Yancheng to search for his soul scattered in the sea and destroy it completely. The sea water has been drained, and there is no chance for his soul to return to its place." San said, taking off the black satin again, erasing the patterns on it, then randomly picked up a handful of water, and let it fall on the black satin. On the road, I saw that the black satin was not only not wet at all, but turned into a black mist, which quickly swallowed up the water droplets. I vaguely remember that when I was in Yancheng, I was blocked by this strange black mist.

As expected, it is a high-level item belonging to the Prophet, and there are other usages that I don't know about.

"Xiaojiu, I have to leave for a day, and I will arrive before the wedding." He handed me the black satin, "I don't trust anyone, so if you encounter any suspicious people or things, don't come near them. If you are in danger, use the thing I gave you to protect yourself, understand?"

After finishing speaking, he flew away with huge strides, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Wait, I also want to go to Yancheng—" I sighed helplessly as the unfinished words stuck in my throat.

No way, San became paranoid and couldn't listen to anyone's words.

Did he not let me go to Yancheng because he didn't want me to see Jing Nian?

Thinking of Jing Nian, my eyelashes twitched. Since I have seen Jing Nian for two nights in a row, does that mean that he also has a part of his soul, and followed me to Wuyun Sect?

The soul is a very fragile thing, and it must be attached to an object.

What is it attached to?