You have mastered the art of thunder and you tell me that it is in a strange world?

Chapter 217 Reunion

The atmosphere became awkward.

Suffering such serious injuries, Hu Wu Niang originally thought that she was definitely going to die, but she did not expect that she would be rescued by the Taoist priest.

But she had almost finished her funeral arrangements! She was just waiting to close her eyes and pass away!
How embarrassing!

Qi Chang'an was so sad that he didn't notice that Hu Wuniang's injuries had completely healed. He continued to bury his head in Hu Wuniang's hair and cried loudly.

The shrill cry, combined with the current situation, made Hu Wu Niang scratch the bluestone floor with her hind paws continuously, leaving deep grooves on the top of the stone tiles.

Seeing that Qi Changan would not stop crying for a while, Hu Wuniang couldn't stand it anymore and stretched out her claws to push Qi Changan.

Even after pushing Qi Changan away, he was still looking at Hu Wuniang with tears in his eyes. Wuniang then spoke in great embarrassment:

"Qi Jun... I'm fine."

Qi Changan: “Ah?”

"Just now, this Taoist priest seemed to have used some of his skills to heal my body."

"what??"

Qi Changan came back to his senses, his expression obviously a little stiff.

He looked around and found that everyone around them turned their heads slightly away and were not looking at the young couple.

Qi Changan's lips trembled twice and he was unable to speak.

But he still looked happy and showed a smile that was uglier than crying.

"Wu Niang, I'm glad nothing happened. I'm glad nothing happened."

The couple spent a lot of time to sort out their emotions and finally calmed down.

Hu Wu Niang transformed back into human form. The pretty girl was wearing clothes commonly worn by people in the martial arts world: a short-sleeved shirt made of coarse linen. The clothes were slightly torn and her face was covered with stains. She looked rather disheveled, but the bright color on her body could not be concealed.

Zuo Chen felt that her face was somewhat similar to Qingqiu Lou Mei, which must be due to her Qingqiu immortal bloodline.

"Master, thank you for saving my life. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid my life would have been cut off here."

Hu Wuniang bowed to Zuo Chen and thanked him.

I couldn't help but look at the Taoist priest in front of me a few more times.

Strong, very strong!

After so many years of wandering the world, Hu Wuniang has naturally developed a pair of sharp eyes. She can tell how powerful the opponent is at a glance.

He is full of energy and spirit, with an immortal demeanor, and one can tell at first glance that he is an extraordinary person.

Moreover, Brother Zhu also has great respect for the Taoist priest.

Zhu Laoba is a man of great ability and high skill. Although he looks easy-going, according to Hu Wuniang's understanding of Zhu Laoba, unless he is extremely capable, Zhu Laoba would definitely not be so respectful.

In addition, the other party only used a little trick to save himself...

Hu Wuniang could conclude that the Taoist priest in front of her was probably of the same level as Master Lin Xi, or even stronger!
He is a cultivator left over from ancient times, a genuine immortal!

I just don't know where Zhu Laoba met him, but it seems that they have a good relationship.

"Wu Niang, what happened during this period of time? Where is our other disciple?"

Qi Changan also adjusted his mood and asked hurriedly.

"It's a long story..."

It took a stick of incense for Hu Wuniang to finally tell everyone everything that had happened before.

Qi Changan was also still frightened.

He knew his wife. Wu Niang was a person of integrity and honesty. Even if she was threatened, she would not give in easily.

If she had arrived a little later, I'm afraid Hu Wuniang would have chosen to die together with the black jade on her wrist.

According to Zuo Chen, if the person was completely dead, even he would not be able to revive him. He could only protect his soul and create a golden statue using methods such as the City God Temple method.

What's more, if he really died together with the black jade, it would be hard to say whether he could keep his soul. The risk was huge.

Fortunately, nothing serious happened.

After listening to Hu Wuniang's story, Zuo Chen thought for a moment:

"That demon crystal said he was a cultivator from ancient times?"

"Yes." Hu Wu Niang nodded: "He should not be lying. The aura on him is similar to that of Master Lin Xi, but he is violent and violent, and he doesn't seem like a good person."

Nodding in understanding, Zuo Chen took out a black jade from his arms.

After seeing this thing, Hu Wuniang's face suddenly turned ugly.

She stared at the black gem carefully and found that the jade that had been so rampant on her body did not dare to move at all in Zuo Chen's hands.

For some unknown reason, I feel a bit shivering.

"I'll think about this, you guys talk first."

Zuo Chen said, and found a place to sit down, staring at the stone in his hand.

Hu Wuniang and the others were afraid of disturbing Zuo Chen, so they moved away and talked about everything that had happened during this period, with many sighs, many feelings, and some melancholy after surviving a disaster. On the other side, Zuo Chen held the jade in his hand and weighed it twice.

There is a remnant soul sitting inside this precious jade. The soul is not complete, with only half of rationality and selfish desires left.

The sentimental and angry other half disappeared somewhere unknown.

From Yu Zuochen's perspective, the person in his hand was almost half a madman.

But this precious jade still has one advantage.

Zuo Chen could clearly feel that Baoyu, as a storage object, clearly divided "cultivation", "memory" and "personality" into three parts and stored them in different places.

Even Zuo Chen, who is not good at soul searching, can easily find the memories he wants from this precious jade.

As for the stored cultivation...

Not too little, but not too much either.

He is at a high level of Qi training. If he can find his other half, he can probably reach the initial stage of foundation building. During this period of time, Zuo Chen has beaten up various enemies of similar strength.

But his current level of cultivation has too many impurities, and they are all evil spirits. If Zuo Chen really tries to absorb them, not only will he not become stronger, but he will also lose most of his cultivation, which is not worth the loss.

In the future, if there is anything that requires the consumption of true Qi to activate, use this thing as a battery.

Just as he was about to start searching, he heard wailing coming from Baoyu:
"Master! Master! Show some mercy, Master! You and I are both ancient cultivators, and we should join hands to rule the world. Why do you have to kill me? Are you willing to let me go? I will definitely be there for you and become your capable subordinate!"

"Thank you." Zuo Chen was very polite: "No need."

Then he directly infused true Qi into it, and the remaining consciousness was completely wiped out.

The opponent didn't even have time to scream before his will was wiped out, leaving only a piece of precious jade with Taoist powers.

After dealing with these, Zuo Chen focused his thoughts into the jade and explored the memories contained in it.

If thoughts were like a small boat in the surging waves, floating down the waves, drifting away, getting farther and farther away.

When he reached the end of the memory wave, Zuo Chen finally saw a child from the border nomadic ethnic group.

"My name is Tuoba Han, and I am destined to trample this sky under my feet!"

The child, who was only seven or eight years old, looked at the tribesmen in front of him, raised his head, and his eyes were burning.

……

For Zuo Chen, Tuoba Han's life is not a good book worth savoring.

Born into a nomadic tribe, he showed extraordinary talent for physical cultivation when he was young. The entire tribe exhausted their efforts and sent him to a nearby physical cultivation disciple.

After all, he was born in the borderland, and this physical cultivator looked down on him and only gave him the minimum resources. The other disciples of this physical cultivator also bullied Tuoba Han every day, mocking him for being a country boy, and occasionally punching and kicking him, leaving him with a black eye and a swollen face.

Tuoba Han felt unhappy, so after learning the basics, he defected from the physical cultivation sect and ran away to the evil "Blood Body" sect which was famous at that time.

That evil sect didn't look at one's background, but only at whether one could kill people and how ruthlessly one killed them. Tuoba Han was also a fighter, and he thrived there. He quickly rose through the ranks and became a well-known and fierce man in the cultivation world at that time, with extraordinary strength.

After gaining the power, the first thing he did was to immediately find the physical cultivator who taught him the way, and then killed the already dying physical cultivator on the spot. He then skinned and pulled out the tendons of his fellow disciples one by one, and refined his demonic hearts.

After that, it's a cycle of killing people to refine souls, stealing treasures, and killing people over and over again.

His life experience was completely different from that of other cultivators Zuo Chen had seen. His heart was full of darkness and desire, and he was more like those "gangster cultivators".

There was no experience worth tasting.

Zuo Chen felt like he was watching a boring B-grade movie.

As long as there is a little plot, he will watch it twice more because of the blood and flesh flying everywhere.

Unfortunately, there is nothing.

When the sleepy Zuo Chen was thinking about whether he should continue to spend time on this boring past, Tuoba Han's unchanging life suddenly encountered a twist.

The sea of ​​suffering appeared!
When this world-destroying catastrophe occurred, Tuoba Han was at the peak of his career.

After killing for so many years, he was able to advance from an ordinary cultivator to the top, gaining the title of a master with supernatural powers and becoming a great lord.

But before he had the chance to enjoy life, his body was swallowed up by the surging waves.

If he had not escaped quickly, he would have been swallowed up by the sea of ​​suffering and become one of the people floating in the endless sea of ​​suffering.

After seeing this huge wave of suffering, Tuoba Han, who had always called himself a murderer, was frightened out of his wits.

He simply didn't have the courage to fight against the sea of ​​suffering.

Tuoba Han searched for a long time in this world of cultivation and found that some sects were preparing to leave, trying to leave this world and go to other worlds.

He also wanted to leave, but he was just a master of supernatural powers, and he was not good at any magic. The most advanced method was to use all kinds of extraordinary techniques to escape from the world, which he did not know at all, so he could not see any hope of escaping.

He wanted to join a sect, but the orthodox sects did not welcome a perverse person like him; other evil sects did not have such a strong cohesive force, and they all fled when disaster struck. Only a few great masters of the evil sects found a way to leave and took their families away.

He had absolutely no desire to devote himself to the cause of resisting the sea of ​​suffering. In fact, in his opinion, those who resisted the sea of ​​suffering were all fools. When disaster struck, everyone would flee for their own lives. How could they have the time to care about others?
For a moment, this demon who had killed countless people didn't know what to do.

Just when Tuoba Han was at a loss, a message floated into his ears along with the wind:

"There is a Buddha who is willing to save all living beings. He shows the masses a way to survive."

(End of this chapter)