The male protagonist of White Lotus wants to talk to me about life even if he is blackened [Rebirth]

[The host's soul is damaged, his vital signs are lost, and he begins to repair himself. 】【The system goes to sleep...】

Lu Zizhen felt as if he had fallen into an endless river of abyss. He was like a drowning man, drifting in the river, but he couldn't find a place to touch the shore. His consciousness became more and more blurred. At this moment , A hand seemed to hold him and pull him out of that abyss.

He was put on the shore, his slightly open lips were pressed against his cold and soft lips, and a steady stream of life energy was poured into his body from his mouth. Although that feeling was very wonderful, or rather strange, Lu Zizhen Knowing that I am alive again.

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When Lu Zizhen woke up again, he felt that his head was about to burst from the pain. The brightness in front of him made him feel uncomfortable and closed his eyes. After a while, he got used to it a little bit, and slowly opened his eyes. Open your eyes and look around.

Simple wooden bed, simple wooden table, crumbling windows and doors, he was in an old, even dilapidated house, and at the head of the wooden bed was standing a boy in blue dress.

Seeing someone beside him, Lu Zizhen was naturally overjoyed and asked the boy.

"This is where?"

While talking like this, Lu Zizhen was still trying to sit up, but he only moved a little, and he felt that his limbs and meridians seemed to be disconnected, and he didn't need any strength. He wanted to get up so reluctantly, but he couldn't really sit up Come, but almost fell under the wooden bed.

Seeing that Lu Zizhen had woken up, the boy in black seemed to be taken aback, and subconsciously took half a step back, as if he was going to hide outside the house in the next moment, but seeing Lu Zizhen's figure suddenly became a little unstable, He hesitated for a moment, but still stepped forward to support Lu Zizhen, and let Lu Zizhen, who had been seriously injured before, lie down on the bed again.

The quilt that originally covered Lu Zizhen's body slipped down, and only then did Lu Zizhen notice that he looked very embarrassed, his long hair was loose, his clothes were stained with dried blood, and there was a scar left by a long sword on his heart.

It's a miracle that he survived this way.

Lu Zizhen looked at his side. Although he was very embarrassed at this moment, not to mention that he could not even move his spiritual energy, but his Yilan sword was neatly placed beside him, even It was wiped clean, and it was obvious that the boy did it.

The young man seemed to like these swords of Lu Zizhen very much. In fact, the reason why he found Lu Zizhen by the river was because he first saw the ancient sword glowing with green light. The young man had never seen such a sword before. Surprised and liked at the same time, he hurriedly wanted to pick up this spirit sword. Even if he couldn't use it himself, he couldn't let such a beautiful sword be thrown away by the river.

But he didn't expect that just as he grabbed the blade of the ancient green sword, the ancient sword seemed to come alive suddenly, leading him to the lower reaches of the river, and he couldn't do it if he didn't want to.Just downstream, the young man saw Lu Zizhen who seemed to have lost consciousness by the river, and for the sake of the sword, he brought back Lu Zizhen who seemed to be dying soon.

The young man's idea is actually very simple. He likes the ancient green sword very much, but the ancient sword has an owner. He doesn't like things that have an owner. His purpose of bringing Lu Zizhen back is actually very simple. He has to wait for this When the person is completely dead, he will take the ancient sword away.

So when Lu Zizhen woke up by himself, the young man was surprised and disappointed, but soon he comforted himself in his heart, anyway, the owner of the sword has not fully recovered, and he still has a chance in the future.

Lu Zizhen didn't know what the young man was thinking at this time, he just vaguely saw that the young man seemed to be very interested in the ancient sword beside him, but the young man didn't take the sword away when he was unconscious. Doesn't it mean that this is a person of pure character?

Thinking of this, Lu Zizhen looked at the young man. The young man was dressed in black, his body was thin and small, his skin was very pale, and his appearance looked a bit ugly. Looking down at people secretly with his head down, his expression became more gloomy, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

Lu Zizhen blinked, and he asked the boy in black:

"where is this place?"

The boy in black shook his head. He took a crumpled piece of paper from the side and wrote a few words on the paper: Yongfu Mountain.

I don't know, I haven't heard of it.

Lu Zizhen recalled it carefully, and realized that he had never heard of this place before, but at this moment he also knew that the black-clothed boy was not silent because he was timid, but because he couldn't speak at all. Not a cultivator, just an ordinary person.

The juvenile's handwriting was crooked and unattractive. He paused for a moment, then continued to write: How did you get here.

Lu Zizhen was silent for a long time, he recalled more carefully, but found that he didn't seem to remember anything, the only memory he could recall was that he had just woke up from this dilapidated hut, and he could recognize the The sword beside him is his own saber, he knows the name of this sword is Yilan Sword, but he can't remember how this sword got into his hands.

"I do not remember."

Lu Zizhen replied, to be precise, he only remembered that his name was Lu Zizhen, but he couldn't remember what happened in the past.

Amnesia is actually not a rare thing, and losing memory is better than losing memory, but the boy in black can't be sure whether Lu Zizhen really can't remember, or if he doesn't want to tell him anything, He glanced at Lu Zizhen with some gloomy eyes, and without asking any more questions, he shrank to a corner by himself.

The boy felt a little disappointed in his heart, but he told himself:

It doesn't matter, he doesn't dare to be interested anyway, all he wants is the sword.

In the following time, until the sky completely darkened, the boy did not come to Lu Zizhen's eyes again, which made Lu Zizhen more convenient.

He closed his eyes, entered a state of meditation, and began to check his body.

Although Lu Zizhen didn't remember what happened before, but when he was running his aura and using his consciousness, he seemed to remember instinctively, and he was not unfamiliar with his amnesia at all. Soon Lu Zizhen discovered that his physical body was not affected too much. Trauma, but his soul was severely damaged, which made him unable to fully control his physical body.

The way to repair the soul is to rely on the aura that circulates in the body and the aura from the outside world. The aura from the outside world is extremely difficult to find, and it takes a lot of energy to operate the aura. After nightfall, Lu Zizhen tried to circulate After a few times, he was already exhausted. When he was about to rest, he found that the black-clothed boy curled up in a corner seemed to be tossing and turning.

Although Lu Zizhen was exhausted, his mind and soul had already recovered a bit. Noticing the strangeness of the young man, Lu Zizhen simply released his spiritual sense and checked the situation of the young man. He saw the young man nestled in the corner of the house, with the body wrapped tightly around his body. There was a thin layer of quilt, and the already pale face was now even paler from the cold.

The boy is very cold now.

Faced with such a young man who can't speak and looks very gloomy, it is actually difficult for Lu Zizhen to have a good impression of him, but after all, this is the person who saved him, so he can't just watch him freeze to death.

Lu Zizhen thought about it, and finally asked the boy:

"Do you want to sleep with me?"

After all, Lu Zizhen is a cultivator, even if he is injured now, he is not afraid of the severe cold, not to mention that the temperature of two people together is much higher than that of one person.

In the darkness, Lu Zizhen's consciousness sensed that the young man silently glanced at him, his eyes were still cold and gloomy. Originally, Lu Zizhen thought he would refuse, but who knew that he returned to the bed with the quilt in his arms, and then turned his back, as if Soon fell asleep.

Lu Zizhen also slept very deeply this time, when Lu Zizhen woke up the next day, the young man beside him had disappeared, and Lu Zizhen was pleasantly surprised to find that his soul and body were finally reunited, that is to say, Lu Zizhen Now I can finally move.

According to Lu Zizhen's original estimate, the time for the soul and body to be in harmony will not be so short. After realizing this, Lu Zizhen also felt a little strange. He got up from the bed and walked around the boy's hut, only then did he realize that, Although this young man is not a cultivator, the place he lives in is full of aura. It is precisely because of the restoration of the external aura that his soul can recover so quickly.

At this time, the damaged soul has recovered a lot, and the lost memory should be recalled soon.

Lu Zizhen estimated quite optimistically. He thought that his current cultivation base had recovered a little, and he should be able to go out to see where this place is. That's great, not to mention that I don't know this place yet, why not wait until the boy in black comes back and let the boy in black lead the way for me.

After making this decision, Lu Zizhen waited peacefully in the room, but he waited for a long time, but he didn't see the boy come back.

Lu Zizhen was a little worried. After all, looking out from the dilapidated window, the place where the young man lived was a dense mountain forest. There should be no evil things appearing here, but there is no guarantee that there will be no wild beasts. Thinking about that The young man looked weak and weak, Lu Zizhen raised his hand slightly, picked up the Yilan sword placed beside the bed, and found a good set of purple clothes from his storage bag to put on, and then went out to prepare Send the boy in black on tour.

In order to make it easier to find someone, Lu Zizhen amplified his consciousness a little bit. Sure enough, before walking for a long time, Lu Zizhen heard a strange voice coming from the bamboo forest in front.

"Master, is this really okay?"

A drawn-out voice replied: "A bastard is a bastard, what qualifications do you have to participate in the trial, why don't you hand over the demon pill and plant the land here for the rest of your life, so as not to lose the family's face when you go out."

Lu Zizhen froze for a moment.

bastard?Who is this talking about?

Lu Zizhen wasn't completely sure, he didn't show up rashly, but looked towards the place where the sound came from with his spiritual sense, he saw several teenagers about [-] or [-] years old in the bamboo forest, a gorgeously dressed boy was Kick one to the ground.

The man rolled on the ground in embarrassment, was kicked and punched by several teenagers who were similar to his age, and finally was trampled on his chest by the youth in Chinese clothes, unable to get up.

And the person who was bullied was the black-clothed boy who had been missing since this morning. His black hair was disheveled, covering his pale face. There was mud and blood.

"If you beg for mercy, maybe I will let you go."

The young man in Chinese clothes seemed to be very satisfied with what he saw. He smiled triumphantly, bent over and said to the young man in black, but soon he seemed to suddenly remember something, and suddenly realized: "I forgot, you are not only a You bastard, you are still a mute who can't speak, your only value is the demon pill."

As he said that, a gourd-shaped spirit treasure appeared in the hand of the young man in Chinese clothes. The spirit treasure shone on the black-clothed boy on the ground, and he saw cold sweat protruding from his forehead, looking extremely painful.

Lu Zizhen frowned, he was unwilling to intervene in such matters, but the boy in black was the one who saved him after all, Lu Zizhen thought for a while, the green ancient sword at his waist trembled slightly, and a green The green sword light circled around Lu Zizhen's body, and the next moment, it slashed at the Lingbao in the hand of the young man in Chinese clothes.

The young man in the fancy dress probably didn't expect that there was another person here, who was unprepared for a while, and let the spirit treasure in his hand be cut off by the emerald green sword light.

"who?"

The young man in Chinese clothes was frightened. His cultivation base is not very high, but at least he has already established a foundation. The spirit treasure in his hand is a gift from his father to establish a foundation. After cutting off the Lingbao, he didn't even know where the person who attacked him was.

"If you don't come out, I will kill him!"

Seeing that the attacker who attacked him was unwilling to show up, a long knife appeared in the hand of the young man in Chinese clothes. He struck the young man in black on the ground with the long knife and shouted to the surroundings.

This time, the sword energy not only knocked down the man's Lingbao, but also made the young man in Chinese clothes feel a pain on his face.

The young man in Chinese clothes has been domineering here for so many years, no one dared to treat him like this, he immediately stared at him with anger and fear, but he couldn't say a word.

"You can try and see whose sword is faster."

Feeling that his intimidation was similar, Lu Zizhen said this, his figure flashed slightly, and appeared in the bamboo forest.

Seeing Lu Zizhen, the black-clothed boy who was trampled by the well-dressed boy seemed a little surprised. He didn't expect that Lu Zizhen, who was so weak yesterday that he couldn't move, would recover so quickly, and he was intimidated by just one blow. This is the same clan who bullies him the most on weekdays.

The young man in Chinese clothes said to Lu Zizhen, "What are you...?"

Lu Zizhen asked back, "Why did you bully him?"

"He's a bastard, and bastards are born to be trampled on."

The young man in Chinese clothes said disdainfully, and stepped even harder, causing the young man in black to groan in pain, but soon, his eyes were attracted by Lu Zizhen's beautiful appearance again, The boy couldn't help but said: "You are so beautiful, much more beautiful than those fox demons, why don't you go to my cave, it's much better than this poor place."

Is this a broken place?

Even if he lost his memory, Lu Zizhen knew that the place where the black-clothed boy was, where the spirit veins gathered, was a rare treasure for cultivation, so he would not choose to leave here.

But Lu Zizhen still asked the handsome boy, "What do you have there?"

"I have many rare treasures there, what is your prototype?"

prototype?Yaozu?

Is this the place of the demon race?

The monster race has always been very cruel, unless it is the monster race in ancient times, it will have the self-restraint and calmness of the human race, and not all the monster races and human races in the great world cannot coexist peacefully.

Lu Zizhen's silence made the young man in Chinese clothes think that he had convinced the beauty in front of him, and the eyes of the young man in black on the ground gradually dimmed and gloomy.

Sure enough, even if he saved others, so what?

He was squeezed hard by the hands that stepped on the mud.

Anyway, he didn't care, he was used to being alone, and the reason why he was sad now was because the sword was about to leave.

The black-clothed boy comforted himself in his heart, but even so, he couldn't help but feel disappointed, even desperate, at this moment, he suddenly heard Lu Zizhen reply: "I still like this place better. "

The aura.

Lu Zizhen added silently in his heart, aura suddenly erupted all over his body, and under the sudden impact of the aura, the young man in Chinese clothes lost his balance and fell to the ground.

"No one deserves to be trampled underfoot."

As Lu Zizhen said, under the watchful eyes of several teenagers, he walked to the side of the boy in black, and stretched out his hand to the boy in black who fell on the ground.

The boy in black froze for a moment, and couldn't even believe his eyes.

The person in front of him is so dazzling, he shouldn't belong to his own world at all.

The young man flinched in fear, but Lu Zizhen didn't seem to care at all, he took his hand and let him stand by his side.

The young man in Chinese clothes opened his eyes angrily. He had never been treated like this before. Not only was he rejected, but he also fell to the ground in shame.

But because the person in front of him is so beautiful, not only beautiful but also powerful, this made him subconsciously transfer his anger to the boy in black, he got up in a bit of a panic, and shouted at the boy who was qualified to stand beside Lu Zizhen Said: "Lian Xin, you wait for me!"

After speaking, he disappeared with a few companions.

After several teenagers disappeared, Lu Zizhen asked the dirty boy in black, "Are you a half-demon?"

The boy hesitated for a moment, then nodded. Anyway, this matter is not a secret. Everyone in the family knows it, and Lu Zizhen will know about it sooner or later.

Aren't half-demons generally stronger than pure-blooded demons?

Because in addition to the spells of the monster race, half-demons can also practice the spells of the human race, but this young man looks like an ordinary person who has never practiced at all, otherwise he would not be approached to bully him.

Lu Zizhen couldn't understand, he suddenly remembered what the young man in the Chinese costume said before he left.

"Is your name Lianxin?"

The boy in black, or Lian Xin felt a little nervous because when Lu Zizhen said his name, there was fear and disgust in his eyes. Lian Xin was afraid that he would be disgusted by the people in front of him, but he still nodded. .

Fortunately, what Lian Xin was worried about didn't happen. Lu Zizhen was silent for a while, then nodded and said, "Go back."

As soon as Lian Xin's eyes lit up, his gloomy look became clearer at this moment. Lu Zizhen was not in a hurry to go back, he held Lian Xin's wrist, and injected spiritual energy along Lian Xin's meridians.

At first, Lianxin struggled a little in panic, but after feeling the warm aura flowing through his Zhoutian meridians, Lianxin knew that Lu Zizhen had no malicious intentions, so he let him check his body, and even He looked at Lu Zizhen who was focused.

Although the young man in fancy clothes is annoying, what he said is not wrong. Lu Zizhen's appearance is gorgeous, like the sunlight in winter, people can't help but want to get close, squint to enjoy, and even He possesses it completely, making him his own alone.

But he is not qualified to have such a person.

Lu Zizhen didn't know that within a short period of time, so many changes had taken place in Lianxin's psychology. From the beginning when a glimmer of hope was ignited, to the later when he began to feel sorry for himself again, he just found that Lianxin His physique is indeed somewhat special, but his body and surrounding meridians are fine, so why has Lian Xin never tried to cultivate, and he can't even speak?

So, is it still his psychological problem?

Thinking of this, Lu Zizhen almost knew what he should do. He let go of Lianxin's wrist, held Lianxin's thin shoulders, and let him meet his eyes.

Lu Zizhen asked Chao Lianxin very seriously:

"Lian Xin, tell me, do you want to become stronger?"