Chapter 599: Sober
Shan Jiantong opened his eyes, and it was darkness, and he found himself lying inside something, slimy to the touch, like in someone's stomach. (Starter)
He didn't think much about it, and subconsciously stretched out his arm and pushed it up, only to open the object that trapped him lightly, and the soft light imprinted into his eyelids.
Shan Jiantong straightened up, finding that he was in an unfamiliar room, and before he had time to take a closer look, he suddenly remembered a very important matter.
"I ...... Not dead?" he looked down at his hands, puzzled, "I remember...... At that time, I was subjected to Luo Feng's magic tricks, the sword bones were shattered, the demonic qi was rampant, the heart was broken, and there was an outbreak of foreign poison, this kind of injury is the only life of the heavenly and human powerhouses, why am I still alive?"
After being stunned for a while, Shan Jiantong came back to his senses and observed the surrounding scene, but unfortunately this is just an ordinary side room, there is no peculiarity, all kinds of furnishings are ordinary, neither luxurious nor poor, but very clean and spotless.
Shan Jiantong quickly discovers strange and interesting places, and there are two places.
One is the thing he was lying in it, it was not a coffin, but a huge moth shell, this shell was covered with demon patterns, mysterious and extraordinary, if you experience it with your heart, you can find that it seems to contain some kind of mystery of the true meaning of the Great Dao, and this shell is still swallowing aura, not like a dead thing at all, but like a moth demon who has achieved cultivation.
The other place is his body. The serious injuries that were dying in the memory were gone, the body had completely healed, and the wings that grew on the back during the demonization were gone, and the demon sword bones in the back were also gone.
"No, it has not disappeared, but it has been shattered and integrated into the joints everywhere, and the power of the Heavenly and Human Stages is still sixty percent, and the evil thoughts that remain in the sword bones have also dissipated, and they no longer exist. ”
Shan Jiantong carefully comprehended his physical condition, and found that it was a blessing in disguise, although the true yuan foundation went to forty percent, but it was originally a peak level of heaven and man, even half of it was several times stronger than the previous sword foundation, and when he and Luo Feng fought that day, he had not yet completely mastered the ability of the sword bone, and the demon power that could be mobilized was not much more than now, and he was always worried about the backlash of the demon qi, which was not as good as the current demon power flowing in the sea of qi, ready to be dispatched, like an arm.
The most important thing is that the curse of the demon bone and the residual will are gone, and he no longer has to pay any price for it, neither being delayed from breaking through the time of the celestials, nor being swallowed by the Great Dao accumulation.
The only flaw is that his physical attributes have been changed and he has become a demon cultivator, and when choosing exercises in the future, he must find a suitable one.
However, this is not a disadvantage at all, in the small sect may find it difficult, and the Dao inheritance of their own sect cannot find a suitable exercise, but for the Six Dao Sect that embraces all rivers, there is no shortage of exercises suitable for demon cultivation and even demon cultivation.
As a blessing in disguise, Shan Jiantong realized that what happened to him was the kind of adventure that could only happen by chance.
However, he did not give birth to a trace of joy, and his heart was empty, without a single thing, without any real feeling.
Shan Jiantong stood up from the moth's body, and as soon as he stepped out of his feet, the body closed automatically, and the complete body was like a huge living moth, lying on the ground and sleeping, and the pair of compound eyes were easy to see that people panicked.
However, Shan Jiantong still didn't feel anything about it, he turned around and looked around, and found a set of clothes on the table next to him, as well as his sword, and he realized that he was completely naked, and there was nothing in his body.
Dressed in clothes, Shan Jiantong reached out and picked up the Yi Dao sword, this sword has been practiced by him for decades, although it cannot be refined into a magic weapon, but it has long been a sword heart, and the human weapon is one, but at this moment holding the sword to start, it is extremely strange, just like two strangers who have never known each other, there is no feeling of spiritual communication, only a cold metal touch, reminding him that this is a murderous weapon.
Push the door out, a fresh breeze blows in the face, with the fragrance of osmanthus, the golden sunlight is scattered, the sight suddenly opens up, the simple yard, dotted with some flowers and plants, a small pond, a few spirit carp swallowing bubbles.
The ordinary scenery brings Shan Jiantong an impact like a world away.
"You wake up, look at it like this, the Moth Emperor's relics have a resurrection effect on the demon clan, it seems that it is not a lie. Luo Feng came out of the room next to him, and after observing the operation of Shan Jiantong's true qi, he said with satisfaction.
"Did you save me?" As soon as Shan Jiantong asked, he knew that he had asked a stupid question, and without waiting for an answer, he asked again, "Why did you save me?"
Luo Feng said without thinking: "There are several reasons, firstly, in the plan, I only want to take the lives of Yin Tiandu and Xun Zailue, as for you are not on the list of must-kill, it doesn't matter if you die or not; second, I have newly obtained a treasure, and I have some ideas to actually test it, and you just meet the conditions for the test; third, I want to sell your master a favor, and now that the Humane Alliance has been overthrown, there will be a trial on this matter in the near future, and if you are saved, your master will definitely have to accept this favor and speak for me." ”
Shan Jiantong's master Prison Sword Zhenren is still quite prestigious in the sect, his own strength is not weak, he is only a line away from the Extreme Dao powerhouse, and he leads the sword cultivation of the Six Dao Sect, many real people have to give him face, even the invitation of the real person of Moon Lake, he dares to send only one doppelganger to make an appointment with the real person of Moon Lake, considering that the old man of the prison sword has not stepped out of the Sword Prison Mountain for a hundred years, so he did not come to the door to invite him.
"All in all, not out of sympathy or compassion, you can rest assured, in addition, the demonic energy in that bone is too strong, I am afraid that your body will not be able to bear it, so I took a part. ”
Forty percent of the demonic qi that was taken away, Luo Feng was transferred to the ghost snake that was giving birth.
Shan Jiantong didn't react to this, he was silent for a while, then raised his hands, looked at his palms, and slowly spoke: "I killed Hu Lingyao, she didn't do anything wrong, just because I felt that she was a flaw in my kendo, so I removed her, and I not only did not get punished, but I was a blessing in disguise, not only did I die, but my foundation was higher." Buddhism says karma, why do I plant evil causes, but what I get is good results, where is the justice in this world?"
"Are you still selling well when you get cheap?" Luo Feng didn't respond, but Tongtian Gushu couldn't help but sarcastically say, "Maybe Little Lady Hu is infatuated, and she still loves you after death, and she doesn't want to blame, but prays for you, so you turned the danger into a disaster and got good results." ”
Shan Jiantong sighed and said: "I hope so, what is good and what is evil, I can't tell anymore, this world is full of absurdity, I don't even believe in my own sword." ”
"Who said that good and evil are not rewarded?" Luo Feng suddenly spoke, "You want to defeat me, and you do not hesitate to kill the people you love for this, but you are still defeated by me and fail to fulfill your wishes; you feel guilty, you want to die, but you survive; if you wake up and find that you are seriously ill, you may feel more at ease, but because of the blessing of misfortune, you have lost the qualification to feel guilty."
If you can't ask for it, it is the extreme suffering of the world. The dignity of the swordsman, the beloved, the persistent thoughts, what do you have now? You feel that you have gained good results, but in fact you have lost everything. ”
Shan Jiantong's body flickered, as if he had been drunk in the head.
The obstacle of troubles is suddenly revealed, revealing the brutal truth.
He suddenly wanted to laugh, laughing at the absurdity of the world, laughing at the pain of others, laughing at his own ignorance.
But he cried, because he found that it was himself who suffered, the world who was ignorant, and others who were absurd.
So he cried and laughed.
Tongtian Gushu was stunned and said: "Isn't this kid crazy? Your method of saving people with the Great Dao of Nirvana and the Moth Emperor's relics is not wrong, right?
Luo Feng hit the nail on the head and said: "He's not crazy, he's sober." ”
Tongtian Gushu exclaimed: "My mother, isn't that even more crazy! Everyone else is asleep, but you are awake, how can you stand this crazy person?"
Luo Feng shook his head and sighed lightly: "At a glance, my heart is broken, and the inside and outside are full of dust. Turning over and touching the void, Vientiane Senluo from the beginning and extinction. ”
After I don't know how long, Shan Jiantong stopped crying and laughing, he didn't wipe the tears on his face, but said to Luo Feng: "Defeated by the enemy, saved by the enemy, understood by the enemy, this revenge and this favor cannot be repaid, only keep this sword, send it to Your Excellency, if he gets the Tao one day, come back again." ”
He bowed, left the Yi Dao Sword in his hand, and then turned to leave.