I'm struck by lightning and you may die

Jing Chuhu seemed to think that Tang Di's expression was too funny, and wanted to see more, so he continued, "Thank you so much, if you hadn't helped me clean up all the demons, I still can't get enough of these things Well, then my baby shouldn’t be happy!”

all?

How many people are there?

one hundred?one thousand?Ten thousand?

Tang Di's face suddenly turned pale, and his figure was shaky.An Jue, who was standing behind him, helped him covertly so that he would not fall down on the spot.

"It's really hard work for you to help me do such a tiring thing, and I'm sorry for making you lose so much soul as an introduction. But I can't help it, after all, your body has the ability to condense your soul. The effect, you understand... As for me, I always hold gratitude but not grudges. As a reward, I can give you all my inheritance. However, if I guess correctly, let this kid finally get My inheritance is your ultimate goal of coming to the secret realm, right?" Seeing that Tang Di didn't mean to deny it, Jing Chuhu went on to say, "Then I will make my own claim and give most of my inheritance to the little friend Wei Fang. But I see that your other friends have also done something for you, for me, helping you is equivalent to helping me, so your friends will also get my thank you."

As he spoke, he waved his sleeves, and Xiong Hongwu and An Jue suddenly felt that their spirit power and aura had skyrocketed, and they hurriedly meditated on the spot to refine.If these suddenly obtained things are not refined immediately, there is no guarantee that they will not leave hidden dangers in the body.

Of course, Wei Fang and Tang Di also got similar benefits, but Wei Fang's accounted for the majority.

As soon as the inheritance entered the body, the thunder element in Wei Fang's body, which had been suppressed since he became sensible, started to work automatically, helping him refine and replenish himself, repair the injured soul and clear away the remaining demons in his body.

Not only that, Jing Chuhu put his comprehension and experience of many years of cultivation and most of the things that are useless to him but rare treasures in the eyes of others into a hair tie that he carries with him.

The hairband followed Jingchuhu's wishes, and flew over lightly and landed on Tang Di's head to wrap it tightly.

Tang Di stared blankly at his palms, staring at every line in his palms and kept questioning himself. He was powerless to give Jingchuhu any response. This explosive news alone was already unbearable enough for him.

Fortunately, Jingchu Lake was considered considerate, and did not let Tang Di make any choice at this moment. He spread his fan, and gently fanned it on the open space in front of them, and suddenly a crystal clear crystal coffin appeared .

The beauty lying quietly inside seemed to be in a deep sleep, and that familiar face was Song Xuehan who repeatedly appeared in the illusion.

Different from the face of Song Xuehan that Tang Di saw in the illusion, this Song Xuehan who was sleeping peacefully here is much more beautiful than her in the illusion, obviously she has the same facial features, and what she saw at this time seemed to have removed all the impurities, the whole body Everyone exudes a kind of ethereal air that is detached from things.

If those closed eyes were opened, I don't know what kind of stunning beauty it will be.

Jing Chuhu leaned over the coffin lid and looked at his wife's face carefully. The nostalgia and longing in his eyes were too obvious. Tens of thousands of years of waiting and stubbornness had turned love and obsession into paranoia and madness .

Years long-cherished wish is about to be fulfilled, but Jing Chuhu is surprised to find that he doesn't feel the ease of being untied, nor does he have the ecstasy of finding treasure after losing it.

At this time, he was gently stroking the position of his heart, and of course there was no fluctuation there.

It's just a wandering soul, where does the heartbeat come from?

The entanglements of that year have long been wiped out in the ruthless years, and even the soul of that person is so broken that it seems to be broken at the touch of a touch.Whoever owes whom has long been irresponsible. In the days to come, he only wants her to live well.

The crystal-clear coffin lid was opened, and Jing Chuhu carefully arranged the hair scattered around her cheeks, and placed a kiss on her smooth forehead with great care.

Then he hugged Song Xuehan's body in his arms, straightened up and said to Tang Di: "Little friend Tang Di, I really appreciate you, if you hadn't helped me so much, I really don't know I have to wait How long will it take to see my Xuehan."

Jingchuhu smiled gently, but the smile in his eyes was mixed with a little harshness. "I know that there is a saying, which is to help others to the end, and send Buddha to the west. You are so good, please do me a favor at the end."

Tang Di stared at him blankly, as if he didn't understand what he meant.

"Give me your spiritual root as well!"

After speaking, Tang Di suddenly felt severe pain in his heart. He was awakened by the unbearable pain, and hurriedly separated a small part of his soul to intercept the "inheritance power" that Jingchu Lake gave him. "The other part burst out, hastily facing Jingchuhu.

The shock wave generated by the bombardment swept across the ground, and the exquisite crystal coffin, like the fate of most rare art treasures, cracked patterns in the violence, and finally shattered all over the ground with a "click".

Jing Chuhu's eyes did not change, but the hands holding Song Xuehan seemed to be a little harder.

Tang Di was shocked by this unexpected attack, and the demon's "Inheritance Power" became more arrogant and domineering, holding high the banner of charge and advancing all the way, quickly approaching Tang Di's base camp.

In Tang Di's dantian, the spiritual root of the wood attribute stood quietly in the chaos, emitting a faint light, completely unaffected by the bloody storm outside the dantian.These forces of chaos are the last barrier to protect the spiritual root. Once the chaos is contaminated with impurities, the spiritual root will also be polluted. If it cannot be cleaned up in time, it can basically declare a dark future for this person.

It can be said that the spiritual root is the foundation of a cultivator's foothold. If there is no spiritual root or the spiritual root is violated, then the door to practice will be completely closed and firmly welded to this person!

However, if one person's spiritual root is very compatible with another person, then the transplanted person can also obtain the cultivation qualification of the spiritual root provider, but it must be transplanted between living bodies to be effective, otherwise the spiritual root will not be effective. If the provider is dead, no matter how good the spiritual root is, it will be useless.But this is something only the demons like to think about. No one thought that Jingchu Lake would have a plan for Tang Di's spiritual root.

Tang Di was knocked back a long distance by the impact. He held the melted Qilin whip in one hand, and wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth with the other.

On the one hand, the "power of inheritance" stirs the wind and rain in his body, stirring up huge waves, which prevents him from concentrating on fighting the enemy; There is a malicious Jingchu Lake stalking at every step, eyeing it like a tiger, and this situation is really full of "internal and external troubles".

Tang Di divided his mind into three tasks, which made him exhausted physically and mentally.

"Don't worry, I won't do anything to your friends. If you obediently help me with this little favor, your friends can go out intact, but if you are really disobedient and annoy me, then I will In case you get angry and lose your mind, you will have to bear the consequences yourself." Jing Chuhu said as he patted the transparent ball of light into Song Xuehan's body.

"Baby, you will return to this world soon, I think you should be very happy. I tried my best to keep your body, and I searched and produced the purest spirit in the world for you. Repair your soul and meet me again."

While muttering to himself, he worked hard to help Song Xuehan digest quickly. People who don't know the truth will definitely feel that this person is talking about it.

"If I were your wife, it would be really bad luck for me to have a husband like you!" Tang Di smiled coldly with a sarcasm in his tone as the qi scale whip in Tang Di's hand was shining with scarlet light.

Jingchuhu wasn't angry at all, perhaps because of the cruelty of time, his temper was surprisingly good in some respects. "Oh? How to say?"

"I'll just ask you a question. If Miss Song returns to the world and knows that you have done so many 'good things' for her rebirth, do you think she thanked you more or hated you more? She still has face. go down?"

Jing Chuhu suddenly realized and nodded, "Yes, this problem is a bit tricky. But I think it's easy to solve. Why don't you just shut up? But I want to ask you a question instead."

"Originally, if you didn't remind me of this problem, I could still let you go. At least you can save your life and live a peaceful life as an ordinary person in the next few decades. But since you reminded me, then I will definitely never have the chance to make my baby angry with me again. Will you regret that you died because of talking too much and took several lives in vain?"

Tang Di sneered, and spat out the bloody saliva in his mouth. "Stop pretending to be a good person there. With your ability to lay such a large net, you would not have thought of this situation? Why don't you spread out your evil thoughts clearly and say, don't create such a hypocrite's character design Maybe I can still look up to you."

Jing Chuhu tilted his head, and his tone was extremely regretful: "Oh, I was seen through by you. Well, I admit, it's fun to lie to children like you, but you are a little quick to react, and I'm not very good at it." Happy, how do you want to compensate me? Otherwise, you can compensate me with your spiritual roots, and I will definitely remember you for the rest of my life!"

Tang Di cursed secretly in his heart to make up for your grandma's leg!

Jing Chuhu shook his head dissatisfied: "It seems that you don't want to make up for it, you are really stingy. Since you don't give it, then I have to take it~"

How could he fail to see that Tang Di was delaying time, but he was too lazy to deal with Tang Di any more.

As soon as the words fell, Tang Di felt a pain in his heart.

The "power of inheritance" turned around and attacked his heart along the meridians!

Over there, most of the aura and soul in his body were heavily defended near the dantian, but he didn't expect the enemy to suddenly turn their guns and attack!The defense near his heart veins is relatively weak, and the "inheritance power" of Jingchu Lake is almost destructive, attacking the meridians along the way in a destructive manner.

Tang Di suddenly spewed out a big mouthful of blood mist, the blood was extremely red, and the situation was extremely serious.

He was anxious, even if one of the other three woke up, he wouldn't be in such a mess.

But he also knows that the situation of the other three people may not be better than him. Wei Fang has the most infused "inheritance power", and his soul has been injured, and the spirit altar is still disturbed by demons. Even if there is no Jingchu Lake Whether he can survive this trouble safely is a question.

And An Jue and Xiong Hongwu... Judging from their expressions, it doesn't look like anything is going well.

Alas... The more Tang Di thought about it, the more he felt depressed, even a little desperate.

He thought, maybe his life is not tough enough, he thought he had done a good job, but he didn't expect that helping people become gods and returning to their positions is so easy to help!But it's useless to say anything now, if you really can't make it through this time, you still have to figure out how to bring down Jingchu Lake to give the other three people a chance of survival.

But before he could come up with any solution, the face of Jingchu Lake on the opposite side gradually turned ugly.

Tang Di was a little puzzled, but he was too busy to take care of himself, and he didn't bother to gossip about the enemy.

"What's going on, why hasn't there been any response?" Jing Chuhu hugged Song Xuehan with one hand, and put the other hand between Song Xuehan's eyebrows to feel carefully.

After a while, he murmured: "Have you failed again? It shouldn't be. I have tried all the methods in that book. It is enough to recreate a person. Why is your spirit still unwilling to condense?" Woolen cloth?"

Jing Chuhu's expression suddenly went blank, and his smiling mask was suddenly taken off, and he suddenly became pitiful.

Tang Di felt a little absurd when he saw it. He would sympathize with such a crazy person, is he crazy?

Then, Jing Chuhu suddenly increased the range of his hand movements, and muttered while exerting force: "You are cohesive! Why aren't you cohesive? Hurry up!"

It may be that Jingchuhu didn't care about the "inheritance power" in Tang Di's body anymore. Tang Di felt the pain in his body suddenly eased. He checked it carefully and heaved a sigh of relief.

To be honest, his current situation is definitely not good. Except for the most important main heart, there is nothing wrong with it, and most of the other side branches are broken.If it were just another person, even if Xiong Hongwu suffered internal injuries of his level, he might not be alive as he is now.Tang Di silently rejoiced in his heart that he was an immortal cultivator who transformed the Tang Di tree into a human form. He thanked all the great supernatural powers in the god world. up.

Plants are good at this point, their vitality is very strong, as long as the last tap root is not cold, everything has a chance to turn around.

Taking advantage of the "inheritance power" not acting as a monster, Tang Di hurriedly surrounded himself with Qilin whips to protect the dharma, and mobilized his spiritual power and soul to drive these ghosts out.However, he tried a few times and found that this thing was a bit too "deep-rooted" and would not go out alive.There is no way, we have to refine them quickly.

In comparison, Jing Chuhu was not so happy. He repeatedly checked whether he had made mistakes in the process many times, and found that the process was perfect, completely following the steps in the ancient books, and there was almost no difference.

"Could it be that the fragments of the soul are not enough? Impossible, one soul and one soul are enough in the book, why can't I have two souls and five souls?" Jing Chuhu's voice trembled when he said that. Not only did this desperate gamble fail to get the result he wanted, but it even caught up with his last thought. This gap was enough to make his mentality collapse.

His brain was in a mess, his fingers were trembling, and he desperately stroked Song Xuehan's forehead as if he didn't believe in evil.

"You never thought about it, maybe she doesn't want to wake up?" A cool voice suddenly came, but the content of the words was like a slap in the face, slapping Jingchuhu hard on the face.

Jing Chuhu's face turned red and then pale, and then became expressionless again.

This was the first time Wei Fang saw him take off that smiling mask and expose his true self to others.

"Why are you waking up now? What nonsense are you talking about?" Jing Chuhu said coldly.

Wei let go of his spear, tilted his head, and said, "Is it strange that I woke up? Don't you ask yourself the nonsense I said?"

"We have experienced many illusions in this secret realm. There is no doubt that these illusions must be your masterpiece. But why? I have been thinking about this question. I know from others that the protagonists of the illusions we all encounter are nothing more than Three people, you, Gong Ye, and Song Xuehan."

"Gong Ye is also you, right?" Wei Fang asked.

Jingchuhu's voice was indifferent: "So what if you are, so what if you are not?"

Wei Fang nodded: "That means I guessed right."

Jing Chuhu said: "What did you guess?"

Wei Fang raised his eyebrows, and kindly didn't go around in circles: "You and Miss Song should be a married couple, right? It seems that you have more than one lifetime of entanglement."

"You fart!"

"Oh? I'm farting, so if you are really so happy, why do the stories in every illusion end in tragedy?"

"Why is it that she sacrifices for you every time, while you squander her love with peace of mind?"

"Why is Miss Song dying of hatred every time, but you are still alive and well?"

"It's all fart!!!" Jing Chuhu was successfully aroused by Wei Fang, he didn't allow this brat to criticize his relationship with Song Xuehan, their relationship is pure and beautiful, but it always goes wrong, It's all God's will!It was God's will that prevented him from being with her, and it was all God's fault! ! ! "You don't know anything, you don't know anything, you don't know anything!!!" In the end, Jingchu Lake was roaring.

Wei Fang didn't argue with him, but just looked at him with pity, as if he was pitying a beggar who was begging in the cold wind.

Jing Chuhu was stung by the naked eyes, he took a deep breath, stabilized his emotions, and said in a hoarse voice: "I don't argue with you, a child."

He hugged Song Xuehan tightly in his arms, turned around and was about to leave, completely forgetting that he wanted to seize Tang Di's spiritual root before, which showed that he was really agitated.

"You said I don't know anything, aren't you going to tell me?" Wei Fang looked at his desolate back and asked.

He didn't know why he suddenly had the interest to listen to other people's emotional experience. Maybe it was because this lesson learned from the past seemed too bloody, and he didn't want to follow in his footsteps at all.

Jingchu Lake's footsteps did not stop.

"The authorities are obsessed, and the bystanders are clear. Don't you want to find the root cause at all? Besides, I don't think there will be any worse results than the current one. I think you may need to vent."

Jingchuhu paused and said, "It's useless."

"what?"

"It's useless. I've gone through hundreds of entanglements with her, and I've tried everything I can think of, but it's all useless."

"Oh......"

"Oh what, don't sneer at me. When I was your age, I had children. Don't stand up and talk without back pain."

"I didn't stand up and talk without pain in my back. I was just thinking. You have gone through a hundred generations of entanglement, but haven't you never died? How can you count a hundred generations!"

? ? ?Should this be the point?

Jing Chuhu didn't know what to say for a moment.Should he praise the kid for his tricky perspective?

Wei Fang didn't have any sincerity to apologize for having deviated from the main point of the topic.

Jing Chuhu walked back with Song Xuehan in his arms. He had endured alone for so many years and had no one to confide in. It was too long. Even if he couldn't solve any practical problems, he still needed to confide.

Even if this person can't give him any real help, as long as he listens quietly.

Jingchu Lake threw out his fan, and the fan turned into a bed covered with brocade upholstery in mid-air, and fell lightly on the ground without splashing any dust.

He carefully placed Song Xuehan on the bed, carefully covered her with a quilt, and checked twice for fear that there was no place to cover her tightly, before coming to Wei Fang.

Wei Fang secretly praised his behavior of caring for his spouse.

Jing Chuhu walked up to Wei Fang, lifted up the useless hem of his clothes, and sat down casually on the ground, looking at that posture, he was actually ready to start a chatterbox!

But he is not ready for Wei Fang yet.

He was protecting Tang Di just now while staring at Jingchu Lake's movements, and he hadn't had time to check Tang Di's injuries. "You wait a moment."

Jing Chuhu made a gesture of please.

Wei Fang half-kneeled beside Tang Di, leaning on a spear with one hand and resting on Tang Di's body with the other, a ray of spirit entered Tang Di's body along his arm.

The sudden physical contact made Tang Di frowned, but he could distinguish Wei Fang's own unique kind from the surrounding breath, so he relieved himself of guarding Wei Fang.

However, this did not make Wei Fang a little bit happy. On the contrary, as the investigation deepened, his face became darker and darker. After learning about the whole situation in detail, he was so angry that he wanted to chop up the cramped bones of Jingchu Lake into meat paste and fry them in the pan. I have my heart!

Wei Fang stood up, swung his spear, and a long rainbow roared towards Jingchu Lake!

Jingchu Lake immediately stretched out his hand and drew a circle, the circle expanded rapidly, then swallowed the attack and quickly disappeared, and then, at a place more than ten feet away from them, there was a bang, and the ceiling there was smashed to pieces .

"Hey, the kid is so angry and gendered. When you fight, you will always get hurt accidentally! Don't rush to hit me, don't believe me, read it again carefully? I'm helping daddy break and then stand! Break and stand again Do you understand? It’s just another way to help him strengthen his body!” Jing Chuhu’s move just now cost a lot, and after using this move, his face seemed to turn pale.

But Wei Fang didn't want to care about him, it was kind of him not to knock him to the ground and beat him to death!

He could see that his father's injury was indeed not life-threatening, but that didn't mean he could let it go.If he hadn't sealed the yang energy of the 500 people brought from Qingzhou in Yanlin to firmly protect Tang Di's heart, he couldn't even imagine the consequences!

This Jingchu Lake is really not polite at all in torturing Tang Di, and it is obvious that he has killed him!

Jingchuhu raised his hand to surrender to signify a truce, but Wei Fang didn't appreciate it at all, and rushed over with Shen Hong holding a long spear. Seeing this menacing appearance, he thought that he would not stop until Jingchuhu was killed.

This is normal, everyone would be so angry that if he changed his position, Jing Chuhu could understand it after thinking about it, so he didn't fight back, and when he saw the trick, half of a good palace was knocked down.

After going back and forth for a long time, Jingchuhu didn't want to waste any more time, so he simply stood in place and received a wave of Wei Fang's attacks, so that he could vent his anger.

Wei Fang's Shen Hongqiang rushed towards Jingchu Lake with a fierce wind and whistling horns. As expected, he didn't feel the sharp weapon piercing the body, but he was not too surprised, and he urged it indifferently. My soul stirred up violent energy, and the ripples visible to the naked eye in the air trembled rapidly, jetting out in an instant.

bang——

The entire stone wall behind Jingchu Lake instantly turned into ashes, and a large piece of the thick ceiling collapsed in an instant without support.

"Did you vent your anger?" Jingchuhu's tone was very calm, his eyes were flat, and there was no special change except that his body was a little bit translucent.The calm tone seemed to acquiesce that the series of attacks just received was just a brat playing his temper and venting his emotions.

This kind of plain eyes is simply a kind of irony in another way to Wei Fang.

Wei Fang didn't speak, although most of the raging anger in his heart had been calmed down, but the depression that gradually spread made him very unhappy.

But this is normal.

For example, if two people are fighting and attacking each other, the feeling of punching to the flesh is the most beneficial way to discourage them. Only when the two parties have exchanges can they communicate emotionally.

Even if you hit a wooden stake in practice, you have to feel the feedback of the wooden stake to your strength to understand, oh, I hit it.

As a result, Jingchu Lake is an intangible soul. If he doesn't want anyone to touch him, even if you seem to hit him in the face, you will still beat up a group of untouchable spirit bodies. What's the difference between hitting in the air?

Wei Fang can make up his own brain and see how they feel after this battle from a third-party perspective. It is very simple and can be summed up in five words:

The child is splashing.

The three words "children" are the thunder point that he can't get around. From his transformation to now, although his height and size are not much different from other adults, and even a head taller than Tang Di's height, he always changes. However, there are only such a pitiful piece of fragments of him appearing in the long years.

A person's maturity cannot escape the blessing and experience of time. Only by being constantly honed and polished by the years can he truly possess the abilities that a mature human being can have.

His current situation is that he only has a partial result but has not experienced this result, which is equivalent to taking a shortcut.But this shortcut has a price, and this price is exactly what he hates now:

His mind is immature, he wants too much, but time can make him grow very little in a short time, he is pretending that he has grown up, but the person he cares about clearly knows that he is People are immature and will cause trouble, so they must be tied to the waistband of their trousers at any time, otherwise they will cause you a lot of trouble.

Wei Fang knew that in Tang Di's heart, it was tacitly tacit that this child could not bear the responsibility. He was a child, and he was a very young child.

Even Xiong Hongwu was teased so much in Wei Fang's small world that he didn't get angry enough to grab him, beat him up and kick him twice, what does this mean?

This is the generosity and tolerance that adults have for bear children.

To put it bluntly, it is not rare to have the same knowledge as you, you are not worthy of being my opponent!

But he was unable to break this inherent impression.

Wei Fang has far exceeded all the abilities that his peers should have, and no one can obliterate his excellence, however!

Time is fine.

It was too short, really too short, he came to this world too late to take form, too late to open his mind, and the timing of his form when he came into contact with the few people was very embarrassing.

Like a watermelon that's been ripened by other heresy.

He has everything else he should have, but there is not enough sugar, he has not enough experience, not enough connotation, not enough anything.

Tang Di was afraid that he was learning too fast, and often deliberately slowed down his progress, for fear that this child would absorb too fast but not have enough screening ability and be led astray by some unwarranted things, but he didn't know that Wei Fang was in a hurry. Being an adult is so anxious that I almost go to the house.

The charming thoughts that he didn't know when he grew up in his heart have firmly taken root, urging him to run non-stop, but because of the series of sequelae that time has brought to him, he always hits the south wall everywhere.

He was distressed, but wanted to cry but had no tears.

After coming to the secret realm for such a long time, only in his own small world did he really taste how wonderful it is to have an equal dialogue with another person.

That person didn't treat him as a child, nor did he treat him as a junior, teaching him with a superior attitude.

The taste is damn good.

He knows the taste by eating marrow.