My Transformed System is Toxic

Chapter 261
Shi Lan only felt as if a thunderbolt exploded in her mind, and the intense pain took away her consciousness in an instant, and the system's notification sound stopped abruptly.

The old man's primordial spirit entered Shi Lan's sea of ​​consciousness, and all of Shi Lan's memories were exposed in front of his eyes almost without any cover.

"Earth……"

"system……"

"Sword Emperor Inheritance..."

In an instant, almost half of Shi Lan's memory was read.

There are too many secrets in Shi Lan, enough to shock the emperor.

Before the old man could investigate carefully, Shi Lan's sea of ​​consciousness was blocked by an invisible force, and he fell into a darkness where he couldn't see his fingers.

hum-

The terrifying breath cut through the darkness, and the old man vaguely saw a peerless figure, with unrivaled grace and aura, his body was covered with auspicious streamers, and his face could not be seen clearly.

In a trance, a warm and jade-like palm slowly protruded out, accompanied by the overwhelming divine flames, like a real fairy descended into the world, and pressed towards the old man.

The old man's primordial spirit trembled violently, and there was great panic in his heart. He is a peak powerhouse in the imperial way, and his understanding of space has already reached the extreme. He has already seen the threshold of time and space. This blow does not exist in this world. , There is no existence, reversed the long river of time and space, and is attacking him!
This is a power that does not exist in this world. The old man is almost desperate. Even an emperor can't take this blow, let alone him.

His time is approaching, life and death have long been underestimated, but now facing this power, he is timid.

Gently stroking the palm, the old man's primordial spirit flickered for a moment, like a candle in the wind, completely extinguished...

……

The moment the old man's primordial spirit was erased, a cloud of blood suddenly appeared in the sky above Xianwu City, and blood rained down one after another.

The blood rain did not smell the slightest fishy smell, but was filled with a faint fragrance. Those who bathed in the blood rain, no matter whether they were monsters, humans, or mortal warriors, all had glowing muscles, and their bodies became stronger than ever.

"The sky is raining blood, and some emperors have fallen."

The warriors in the city who didn't know the inside story were all shocked.

"The Demon Emperor is actually dead..."

All the heavenly beings on the city wall surrounded Shi Lan in the middle, looking at each other silently for a moment.

Outside the formation, a group of sky monsters lost their colors and looked at Lan Die'er in the depths of the beast tide behind them.

Although Lan Die'er was seriously injured, she was still the highest in terms of cultivation and status.

Seeing the death of the Demon Emperor, Lan Die'er didn't show much panic or loss in her expression, she just stared at the Immortal Martial Yin-Yang formation in the air, thinking for a while.

Wuxu's previous sword not only severely injured the Demon Emperor, but also almost shattered the foundation of the Immortal Martial Yin-Yang Formation. Although the formation was not broken, there was a flaw after all.

……

Shi Lan fell into a pool of blood, and the innate spirit body began to devour spiritual energy to repair itself, and the rain of blood in the air was also slowly nourishing her injuries, pulling her back from the brink of death.

But due to the overbearing impact of the demon emperor's primordial spirit, Shi Lan was still in a deep sleep.

Shi Lan's soul is too weak compared to her body, and she has not yet reached the realm of soul cultivation.

Wuxu's incarnation stood beside Shi Lan for seven full days and nights before dissipating. The surrounding heavenly beings scattered nine out of ten. Crazy attack.

The moment Wuxu's avatar dispersed, Yan Mobei moved the space and sent Shi Lan back to the Stone Mansion. Now Shi Lan can only rest.

Seeing Shi Lan's tragic situation, Su Lanyue couldn't hold back her tears, but because she didn't know how the frontline battle was going, she didn't dare to pass the news to Shi Tianlu, so she could only work day and night, trying to take care of the affairs of the house.

……

Time flies, day by day, and half a year has passed in the blink of an eye, but Shi Lan still shows no sign of waking up.

Shi Tianlu had already received the news, and came back several times when he found time. Looking at Shi Lan's white hair mixed with blue hair, he felt very uncomfortable, and he couldn't let go of it for a long time.

He had almost exhausted his accumulated military exploits, and went to the Hall of Military Merit in exchange for all kinds of heavenly materials and earthly treasures to extend his life. He wanted to wake up Shi Lan, but it failed in the end.

In the past six months, many people came to see Shi Lan.

Yan Mobei, Yue Xiuwen, Ji Yun, Bai Weiyang, and dozens of celestial beings have all visited their homes. Except for Yan Mobei who are concerned about Shi Lan's safety, most of the others are concerned about Shi Lan's safety. Interested in the secrets of the body.

Shi Lan's previous experience in the Boundless Demon Realm is no longer a secret. The inheritance of a sword emperor, an emperor's weapon, no matter what it is, is enough to shake the heart of the emperor, let alone these celestial beings. .

But no matter what the reason was, Shi Lan had to contribute to killing the Demon Emperor.

Shi Feng has passed by Shifu many times in the past six months. He has already heard the news that Shi Lan was seriously injured and dying. He has mixed feelings in his heart. Shifu is not what it used to be. After the invitation was rejected the first time, he could only give up sadly.

Apart from these people, there were also a few old friends of Shi Lan, Lei Wuji and Shen Tianlan from Tianlei Palace, and Lin Yusheng from Taixu Academy.

When Lin Yu was born, he brought Lin Fan with him. He didn't really want to come, the main reason was that Lin Fan wanted to see Shi Lan, but Lin Fan still couldn't see Shi Lan's face after all.

Shi Lan's room has almost become a restricted area in Shifu, and no one is allowed to disturb him at all, no matter who comes to the door.

……

"Tuk Tuk Tuk..."

Just after dawn, there was a knock on the door of Shifu.

The servant guarding the gate was not surprised. He opened the gate and was surprised to see the people outside.

Standing outside the door was a young monk in white clothes about fifteen or sixteen years old.

"Little master, what do you want to do?"

The servant didn't show any contempt because of the young monk's age. Nowadays, all the gods and ghosts in Xianwu City can't tell the depth just by their appearance.

"Poor monk Wuya, there is a noble person in the mansion who has a destiny with my Buddha..."

The little monk in white smiled, which made people feel like a spring breeze, and immediately had a good impression.

"The nobleman you mentioned is..."

"Miss Shi Lan had a relationship with the poor monk once."

"You wait."

The servant hesitated for a moment, but turned around to report.

……

Wu Ya was quickly welcomed in and walked all the way to the living room.

In half a year, Su Lanyue became much haggard and seemed to be preoccupied. When she saw Wu Ya, she said something politely, and then directly asked her why she came, and she didn't want to entangle her at all.

"Miss Shi Lan can't sleep for a long time, she should be hurting her mind. The poor monk has a volume of Buddhist scriptures, which have the effect of warming the spirit and nourishing the soul."

Wu Ya still had a smile on his face, neither in a hurry nor in a hurry.

"Little master, I am dissatisfied with you. I have tried various methods in the past half a year, but..."

Su Lanyue shook her head slightly, frowning, all kinds of secret methods for nourishing the soul, in the past six months, no matter if it was Buddhist scriptures, Taoist scrolls, treasures of heaven and earth, and even some folk remedies of strange obscenities, she had tried them all, but the effect was worrying .

Wuya didn't care about it, he just sat on the floor in the hall, with the light of Buddha looming behind his head, and the Sanskrit sounds reverberated in the hall, refreshing the soul.

(End of this chapter)