[Thunderbolt] Changshengtian

7.

Changsheng withdrew his hand, his fingertips lingered on his mother's face for too long, it was bitingly cold.

You left me before I grew up to protect you. I'm sorry, Mom.

Changsheng has always been called the mother, but this title is closer in her heart. In fact, Changsheng still remembers the reluctance and fear of the other party before she was born, but she is the only person Changsheng can get close to.

What are you sorry for, Changsheng couldn't say it after thinking about it, so he stopped thinking about it.

Changsheng took out all the silver coins in the package to buy a coffin for his mother and invited someone to bury him.On the day of the burial, there was a light rain, which drenched Changsheng's silent face, giving her the illusion of tears.She didn't cry, but her face was so cold that a certain part of her heart was also cold.

The wounds on his body have all healed, except for a sunken shoulder and a large ugly scar, his face is lifeless, and his eyes are frighteningly black.

Although the medical center is small, but the human relationship is warm, but Changsheng can no longer stay in the medical center to cause trouble.She couldn't give the hospital any more money, and the other party had kindly taken care of her for many days, and the hospital didn't need another doctor boy.

Changsheng also has something he wants to do, so Changsheng left with a package and a sword under the doctor's persuasion.

Changsheng first went to find the cave at that time, and she still wanted to see it.

Back at the entrance of the cave again, Chang Sheng felt his ears buzzing, and the feeling before he died was like a nightmare.

Walking in in a trance, the body of Potian Mojie had been left on the ground for many days, and it looked a little limp on the ground, and no one had touched it yet.

His mind was filled with all kinds of expressions of Potian Mojie when he did evil, the anger and unwillingness in Changsheng's heart were like raging clouds, and the cold and terrifying feeling was like tarsal maggots.

No, I don't want to die, I hate it so much.

hatred.

That's how it feels.

Changsheng rushed over with his sword and hacked at the unresponsive corpse, one sword after another, stabbing it to pieces.Bloody and bloody, you can't understand the hatred, remembering the scene of your own flesh and blood chewing in the opponent's mouth.

How dare you eat me.

Changsheng leaned over, and fiercely tore off a piece of flesh, his negative emotions were chewed in the smelly blood.After chewing bitterly, Changsheng finally realized what he had done, turned his head and vomited.

After vomiting for a long time, Changsheng calmed down slightly.

How could she be like this?

Thinking of what he had just bitten in his mouth, Chang Sheng covered his face with his hands, unwilling to look at the pile of flesh and blood again.

The pain caused by death left an indelible mark on Changsheng, the most obvious is that Changsheng's pupils became darker.There are a few traces of natural bitterness in the eyes, which is also the reason why people feel uncomfortable when being looked at.

Changsheng ran away, wanting to leave that place far behind.It was this river again, and Chang Sheng felt better looking at the cool water of the river.

A skinny figure with a cold face and hair tied back was reflected in the water.The eyebrows and eyes can still be seen to be good-looking, with big almond eyes, it should be an oval face, but it is too thin, and there are bloodstains on the corners of the face and mouth.

It's so strange, Changsheng felt that the people in the water were looking at him.The corners of my mouth in the water opened and closed, as if to say, look, the evidence from the corners of your mouth, you are a devil.

Chang Sheng gritted his teeth and slapped the water surface in disorder, washed his face indiscriminately, and rinsed away the bloody smell in his mouth.

Before dark, Changsheng found a ruined temple. The Guanyin in the ruined temple was gone. There was a pile of grass in the corner covered with ashes and cobwebs, and there was a broken bowl on the ground. It seemed that someone had lived here before.

Changsheng carefully lit the fire, and she couldn't sleep.

Take out the two booklets and small pouches that were found on the dead before, one is the poison scriptures from western Xinjiang, and the other is about the materials and methods of refining and compounding poisons, as described in the booklet, inside the small pouch is □.

Changsheng subconsciously sat cross-legged, silently reciting the heart method of the Poison Sutra, and the air flow in his body actually felt it.Changsheng secretly rejoiced, after roughly flipping through the booklet, he wanted to grasp the feeling of driving the airflow before.

It wasn't until dawn that Changsheng could feel it a little bit, but it still didn't work.The brochure said that supplementing with □□ training into the body can be regarded as an introduction, but Changsheng is born with poison, and the feeling of passing through the door is really bad, so Changsheng took out the poison sac and put it in his hand.

After eating dry food and drinking the water brought in bamboo tubes on the road, Changsheng was full of energy and began to practice again. At least she would gradually accumulate it to protect herself.

It's just that he originally wanted to find someone to worship as a teacher, and he didn't know whether it was important or not. Changsheng thought about it, but it would be fine to go to Xijiang.

She still remembers a lot of the plot of Thunderbolt, but she doesn't remember much and forgets a lot, let alone analyze it.Besides, who knows if life is the same as in the drama.

At present, she hasn't figured out how to help herself, maybe she is too stupid, Changsheng sighed.

Squeezing the poison sac in his hand, the poisonous wind was slowly inhaled into the body by Changsheng Naqi, and he recited the mantra silently in his heart with the unity of mind and spirit.

After a while, the airflow finally started to react, and was touched to run faster than before, although it still felt slightly stagnant.

I don't know how many times the internal organs have turned around, but there is an extra air flow different from the original one in the body, which makes the circulating air flow a little thicker.The two are squeezed together, and after careful inspection, it is discovered that there are two strands.

Chang Sheng realized that this was the real true qi, and the innate qi that followed her since she was a child might be something more special.

When the true qi was transported into the body, the meridians in Changsheng's body were washed with warmth. When the real qi came into contact with the poisonous breath, Changsheng was shocked to feel that the real qi in his body was out of control and became violent and arrogant. When the two mixed together, it was painful. Dechangsheng fell to the ground abruptly.

But that's just the beginning.

Changsheng has obviously stopped practicing the Heart Sutra, but his body is no longer under control.

Changsheng didn't know that it was brought by Poison Claw and Poison Eye to deal with Qi Luosheng.In terms of toxicity, it is extremely dangerous, and the toxicity that Changsheng wants to use is simply difficult to resist.

The innate qi in the body that was originally rotating with the zhenqi became more violent, not only hitting the meridians, but also devouring the poison.

The innate qi did the same thing when Changsheng was still sleeping in his mother's womb. He swore its authority mercilessly and aggressively. Even the newly cultivated zhenqi later failed to integrate with it.

Couldn't the pure energy immortality obtained by swallowing this poison be able to bear it?It doesn't matter.

Then use it on your body.

Changsheng was rolling on the ground in pain, his scalp was about to explode, and his bones were rattling.The skin and flesh were torn apart and then slowly healed, leaving hair-thin red threads at the healed places, and the threads gradually re-knotted.

This kind of purgatory pain made Chang Sheng feel hope and happiness even after he fainted.

But she was terrified, terrified that if she closed her eyes, she would never be able to open them again.

When Changsheng couldn't help but start howling, the place where the ground rolled over was full of bloodstains, and the mess on the ground was shocking.

The terrible noise from the ruined temple did not end until noon the next day.

The author has something to say: hate to the extreme, drink his blood and eat his flesh 0-0

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