long night walk

Chapter 54
At the moment of calmly adjusting the breath, the originally sharp eyes seemed to be stained with a layer of defeat.

Bai Lian took the medicine powder from Lin Guiyuan's hand, sprinkled it on his injured arm, and lowered his head, "Isn't your name Jin Sheng? Why do they call you Lord Yuanli?"

As soon as Jinsheng opened his mouth, he coughed up a mouthful of blood. He calmly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his still intact left hand, and said, "My name is Jinsheng, and Yuanli is the name of this sword."

Bai Lian glanced calmly at the black gold long sword lying quietly on his lap, and said with a low laugh: "No one is famous for a sword yet."

Jin Sheng's expression froze, and then he smiled wryly: "That's right, the Thirteen Swords of Tianxie have been passed down from generation to generation, the sword lives on, and the sword survives on death."

As he spoke, his eyes moved slightly, and his eyes fell on Bai Lian's pale and thin arms, and he suddenly asked, "What's the matter with the wound on your arm?"

Bai Lian was surprised, he remembered that his arm was not injured.

Following his gaze, he saw two red dots the size of the eye of a needle between his arms.

The red dot looks very deep, so it is not a natural red mole, but it looks like a mark left by a sharp object.

But he has been in a deep sleep for 200 years. According to common sense, such a small wound can be recovered in less than half a stick of incense.

But these two little red dots were engraved on his skin like some kind of brand, giving people an indelible feeling.

And it was precisely because Jinsheng understood this that he asked more questions.

The red spots were not very obvious, and Bai Lian didn't pay much attention to them on weekdays. It wasn't until Jinsheng mentioned it today that he realized that he had two red spots on his arms.

Bai Lian tapped the two red dots lightly with his fingers, and asked in confusion: "It's strange, it's not painful or itchy, when did the extra ones appear?"

Jin Sheng looked down, frowned and said, "It looks like a snake bite, but you met a snake demon in the mountains?"

It is naturally not an ordinary snake that can bite through the skin of a corpse demon.

Bai Lian recalled for a moment, and said: "I have been in the mountain for so long, and I have never encountered a snake. I guess I was bitten by a snake before I was alive. It's not a serious problem. It's not painful. But you , since he is a disciple of Tianxi, how could he go to the Ten Thousand Devils Ancient Cave to retreat and practice, and toss himself into what he is now."

Jin Sheng smiled helplessly, and said: "The thirteen swords of Tianxie are famous all over the world. The first sword to the third sword have successfully broken through the realm many years ago, and their strength has reached the realm of soul enlightenment.

The suzerain has placed high hopes on us. For hundreds of years, my brothers and sisters and I have been concentrating on retreating and practicing, but just a few months ago, my nine brothers and sisters were all in one night. Among the sword steles, I was the only one who inspired the destiny, successfully crossed the tribulation, and squeezed into the legendary realm of soul enlightenment..."

Speaking of this, the smile on his face was a bit more bitter and self-deprecating.

"It's just me, standing still, Little Corpse Devil, do you know that 300 years ago, I was just a mortal who didn't know how to cultivate, how happy I was when the suzerain accepted me as a personal disciple and gave me the sword soul.

But at that time, I also knew that my spiritual root was not a superior choice, even some inner disciples in Tianxi Sword Sect were far inferior.

It just attracted the resonance of the sword soul, and it became the smallest sword of Tianxi. They all said... Tianxi's No.13 sword is the most famous one.

Unwilling, I brought my sword to the ancient cave of ten thousand demons. The kite and ruthless sword was born of evil. In this world, there is no place with the heaviest hostility and evil spirit than the Ancient Cave of Myriad Demons. "

Bai Li'an said: "Practice together, don't be anxious, if you are eager to progress, force yourself to practice, harm your body and mind, and not benefit yourself, coupled with the forcible interference of the five Wanshou Palace disciples, let alone break the ground, you can survive the catastrophe. It would be a miracle to save your own life."

He turned his head and glanced at the two pitch-black corpses on the ground, frowned and said:
"Ordinary practitioners would never think of actively touching Heavenly Tribulation. Those five disciples came very strangely. Combined with these two people of unknown origin today, I think you should be targeted."

Jinsheng struggled to stretch his injured right hand. He sneered and said, "While glory accompanies it, danger will always accompany it."

Bai Lian sprinkled the last bit of medicine in his hand, and patted Xiao Lu'er's head.

"Since it is a life-and-death barrier, it is natural to hide it from everyone in the outside world, but there are still people who disturb you at the critical moment of your tribulation. Naturally, there is something wrong inside your sect."

Although he didn't want to agree with this point of view, Jinsheng had to agree with Bai Li'an.

He leaned his back against the tree wearily, spread out his trembling and twitching right hand, his eyes were heavy and deep.

Then he laughed at himself and said, "The name doesn't match the truth... Heh, that's really good."

Today, it is difficult for him to even draw his sword.

Now he can be said to have forced himself into a dead end, and the retreat was disturbed by others, not because he was lucky enough to survive a catastrophe.

But at the critical moment, he extradited Tianlei to the Yuanli sword, and sealed it in the scabbard.

Once the sword is drawn, the penalty of thunder can be sent down.

In his current state, he could not survive this catastrophe.

And the catastrophe is not something you can cross over whenever you want.

If this drags on for a long time, Yuan Li's bearing sword will inevitably be broken and shattered, or it will uncontrollably attract sky thunder, blasting him to death without a place to bury him.

There was a soft snap.

His right hand was suddenly covered by a cold palm, and Jin Sheng looked up at Bai Li'an with a look of astonishment.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and there was no comfort in his eyes. His calm eyes seemed to be telling a reality.

"Every time I see you mention your Sect Master of the Cullinan Seal, there will be a kind of high-spirited color on your face, I think he should be a very remarkable person.

Since such a great person has chosen you, then naturally he sees something in you that others don't, just because he believes in you, can't you believe in yourself? "

The calm tone seemed to have some kind of magical power, pouring into Jinsheng's heart.

He laughed and said: "That's right, the suzerain is a thousand-year-old immortal, and his long-term vision can't be compared with those ordinary people."

Even Bai Lian's words could not change his predicament at the moment.

But Jinsheng's state of mind, as if he had come to an end, had quietly undergone a great change.

Even if it is a dead end, he will find a new way out, even if his head is bloody!
The rain has stopped, and the enchantment has been restored to its original state.

It's just that those towering ancient trees that have been split can't grow densely again in a short time.

Jinsheng was seriously injured, and he didn't have a second miraculous fruit to take to stabilize his injury.

He believed that the current Jinsheng might no longer have the stamina to fight.

Although the superficial crisis and enemies had passed, Bai Lian's deep eyes fell on those brightly lit tree houses.

He firmly believes that... the real crisis has not passed.

At this time, the blood in his body to maintain his physical strength and sanity seemed to be almost consumed, and the sound of Kongming came from his stomach, which woke up the deer who was resting nearby.

Jin Sheng seemed to have reached his limit, he leaned against the big tree and fell asleep exhaustedly, holding the Yuanli Sword tightly in his arms, as if it was his own life.

The deer bit the hem of Bailian's clothes, and then raised his round buttocks very wittily.

　Thanks to the cute little "Gushan Wuming", "A glass of flower branch wine", "Tina sauce", and "Gua gua" for their cute rewards, Beibei's buttocks are rounded up.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)