I made myths

Chapter 93 The Three Emperors Period
"Wen Qian, Wen Qian, wake up, don't sleep! Stay awake!"

Wen Qian felt that he was constantly being pushed by a pair of rough hands, and the rough sound was as loud as a mobile phone ringing at one or two o'clock in the middle of the night.

He wanted to open his eyes, but felt tired

Wen Qian wanted to turn over, but felt a pain in his body, and his head was heavy, and he felt a chill in his heart.

"I was stabbed."

He touched his stomach, which was covered with a hemostatic cloth and was completely soaked in blood. It seemed that not only had he been stabbed, but the big hole in his stomach could not be closed.

"It's a big knife."

Smelling the unpleasant smell of sweat around him, he waited for a while to open his eyes, and saw a tall and strong man wearing armor, with a very strange body shape with a large upper body and a small lower body.

Surrounding them were wounded soldiers wearing part of their armor and wrapped in hemostatic cloths.

The environment here is not good, the stench is mixed with the smell of blood, and the tent is very simple, just a big cloth supported by a wooden frame.

There are not even enough beds, and those with minor injuries can only lie on the ground to rest.

Wen Qian looked around, thinking that this is an illusion of transcending tribulation, so he didn't have to be afraid of anything, so he asked the strong man directly, "Who are you? Where is this place?"

"I really lost my memory!" Hearing Wen Qian's words, the man hurried outside and shouted: "Master! Wen Qian really lost his memory!"

Soon, an old man with gray hair and beard who was almost hanging on the ground walked in tremblingly.

He walked to Wen Qian's side, first glanced at his head, and then asked his pulse, "How do you feel now?"

"Dizzy, the wound hurts so much, it's hard to breathe, but I really don't want to breathe."

Every breath will cause the wound on the stomach to rise and fall. After a long time, the wound will not only fail to heal, but may also become inflamed and fester.

"Well, what do you remember?"

Wen Qian shook his head, he really didn't know anything, he was so weak that he couldn't even commit suicide.

But the only good thing is that this body has cultivation, although its spiritual power is dry and urgently needs to be replenished.

Hearing this, the old man shook his head, replaced Wen Qian with a new hemostatic cloth, and sprinkled an unknown black medicinal powder on the wound.

A cooling sensation spread from the wound, and the pain decreased accordingly.

"The soul is burned, and it is a blessing not to die. Try to keep your consciousness clear, and slowly restore the soul by yourself, and you can only sleep at night."

"Your knife wound is also very serious. The wound was injected with phototoxicity to prevent the healing of the wound. I applied medicine to you, and it will take a while to neutralize the phototoxicity."

"Thank you sir."

Enduring the pain, Wen Qian nodded slightly to thank the old man who went to other people for treatment, then closed his eyes to rest, and couldn't help thinking: "This is no longer something I have experienced, but this kind of exhaustion does not seem to be caused by this body. here."

"His soul was stabbed, so is it possible that my soul will also be stabbed?"

"Speaking of which, when I first jumped off the building, I felt a little tired. Is it possible that every time I die, it will consume physical strength? Or...soul power?"

Wen Qian began to frown. If his guess is true, then it is obviously impossible to rely on death to break the illusion and survive the catastrophe.

Maybe if there are too many deaths in the illusion, he will really die.

After a long time, he opened his eyes, and saw the strong man who had been helping the old man come to his side again.

Looking at his worried eyes, Wen Qian guessed that he knew Yuan Shen before, so he asked aloud: "It seems that you know me, what's your name? Can you tell me again?"

"Of course no problem. My name is Pu Yuan. I can be regarded as our team doctor, but I'm still in the learning stage."

"We were young, and we enlisted in Suihuang's army together. This is the third month of our enlistment."

"The reason why you lost your memory is because you were illuminated by the spirit flame gods of the group of dog bastards in the Shenguang Starfield. It may take a hundred or so days to recover."

"Shenguang Starfield?"

Wen Qian repeated subconsciously, isn't this what the skull mentioned, one of the three major star fields that invaded Blue Star during the period of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors?
He remembered that it was Wan Bing, Shen Guang, and Xin Xin who didn't talk about martial arts.

However, he didn't know much, and he also doubted whether the skeleton's memory was correct.

According to what he said, the three emperors of Suiren, Fuxi, and Shennong coexisted to resist the three star domains of Wanbing, Shenguang, and Xinsheng.

Then the Three Emperors were defeated, Blue Star was cut off from life, and began to head towards the end.

However, the three major star domains did not cut the grass and roots, but instead allowed the remaining blue star creatures to grow, so there were five emperors behind.

"So now is the period of the Three Emperors? Why is the scene of the destruction of the blue star reappearing in this catastrophe that has come to the universe?"

"Want to enrage the robbed creatures who were robbed instead of Blue Star?"

"Not quite like it."

Wen Qian was thinking in his heart, and Pu Yuan thought he didn't remember those names, so he continued to explain: "Shenguang is a force in the universe, coveting the resources of our Blue Star, and is one of the three cosmic forces. The army will deal with it."

"They are good at all kinds of supernatural powers, generally in the form of light, and have all kinds of weird effects."

"It's like the divine light of spirit flame in you, which can directly burn the soul through the body."

"Okay, don't let him accept so many things at once, it will affect the self-healing of the soul."

At some point, Pu Yuan's master came behind them, Pu Yuan quickly scratched his head to admit his mistake, and said to Wen Qian, "You rest first, remember not to fall asleep! I'm going to treat other people's injuries."

"Ah."

Wen Qian nodded and closed his eyes again. His current body is not suitable for cultivation, so let's work hard to recover.

"Without the blessing of fictional mythology, it is still difficult to adapt. If it was the original body, I am afraid it would have been cured long ago."

"But the aura around here is too strong, isn't it? It's uncomfortable, at least a hundred times thicker than the various aura recovery places of Blue Star in the later generations."

"Even that doctor... with my body at the spiritual level, I feel small in front of him, at least at the earth level."

Wen Qian opened his eyes and looked around. The wounded soldiers were generally at the spiritual level, and it was almost certain that all the people here were at the spiritual level.

"Even with this kind of strength, it is defeated. The strength of the enemy is unimaginable."

Regardless of whether the illusion was true or not, it gave him a warning.

"Warning! Everyone who can stand up will stand up! The enemy is coming again! Quick!"

Sudden!Noisy sounds began to be heard outside, the drums were shaking, and the chaotic footsteps showed the urgency of the situation.

One by one, the wounded who could stand up picked up the weapons beside them and rushed out of the tent.

However, as soon as their front feet stepped outside, they were enveloped by a vertical beam of light. The beam of light disappeared, and the people disappeared.

(End of this chapter)