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Chapter four hundred and seventy-second: Fire produces lotus

What a beautiful sight.

The dim yellow sky is not monotonous, but layered with orderly colors, from thick to light, and from light to thick. The clouds are fire color, and the clouds are golden, but they are not vast white. The sky covers the ground with pools.

disorderly puddle dye

It was crimson, and dense golden weeds grew out of the cut soil. Farther away there were mirage-like phantoms, like birdhouses, ships, and pavilions. The scenery was unpredictable, but they were all covered with a hazy warm color.

.

She Zishu didn't know how long she had been gone, but it didn't seem to be too long. It was already the end of September when she left Qinglian Town, and it was now about the beginning of October. There is no concept of time in the land of life and death, and the large six-path spiritual veins will change the time.

Distortion occurred. Especially on the bank of the Burial Head River, the space was an eternal stagnant dusk. She had never felt hungry. Even if it had been a long time

Without food, monsters will not be as fragile as humans to the point of being unable to move, but their state will be affected to some extent. But Zishu has always been so energetic, which is different from her in this world. It is as if she breathes every breath.

She gathered strength from time to time and absorbed nutrients from every inch of soil she walked on. She didn't feel tired, so she never stopped for a moment.

The first time she stopped was because someone stopped in front of her.

"...We haven't seen each other for a long time." Zishu said.

The white curtain of the person in front of her was a little dirty and torn in several places, looking like traces of being burned by sparks. Through a broken hole, Zishu saw a dark purple pupil, which made her feel

A little strange. There is nothing at her waist. Where is the purple and gold ring-headed knife?

"You don't look like you anymore."

"You're not like you either."

"Why do you put your heart outside?"

"The person you are looking for is not there."

"..."

After a few words, neither of them answered the question. However, at least Zishu understood what she meant.

"How do you know? This knife," she said, holding it across her face, "tells me what's there."

"Perhaps, it's not what you are looking for." Chenxing said, "The heart that is freed from the shackles of the body is more sensitive. She was once placed in Hades, but was taken away by someone not long ago. Even if I come to death and life

There is no trace of her in this land. Perhaps the remaining soul in her body has dissipated."

"I think you know that the places of death and life are independent of each other. And this road is not the road to Hades. I have always been guided to the edge of hell. Maybe the end of the road is where she is. This feeling

Different from before, it seems to be less obvious. Probably because she is dead."

"So you knew she was dead."

"Don't you know?" She Zishu tilted his head, as if he was really considering this possibility.

"The dead shall return to death."

"I said, don't you think it's strange?" Zishu's tone was a little confused, "I heard about you. Aren't you also a person who was resurrected from the dead? How can you stop my actions?"

"I understand you. In any case, we have been together for a while. Even if it is not a precious memory, at least it has made us aware of each other's existence. It's just you, I have always felt suspicious. At first, with my

I feel from experience that you are not like a human being. I

I am always wary of you. The strange thing is that even you yourself are not aware of this matter. Although it is suspicious, at least it reduces your threat. Compared with the monsters and monsters I have seen, you have never been worthy of being regarded as an enemy by me. But

If you insist on having your own way, we will have no choice but to stand on the opposite side."

Chenxing's naturally drooped hand opened its five fingers, and a liquid that could be called gorgeous or colorless dripped down the skin. There were also a few irregular drops of liquid pouring out from the cuffs, and they condensed into

A long and slender thorn-like object. After it slowly took shape, Shezishu saw that it was a sword with a weird shape. Hmm... it should be regarded as a sword, right?

"Your heart is burned...you know that, right? Without it, you would be just a dead person."

"Because I know." Chenxing said calmly, "But I think you misunderstood something. Before this heart was put into the body, my biological father tried every means and asked experts from all walks of life to seal the soul in the body. I

The soul has dissipated, and the soul has not been reincarnated. Strictly speaking, it is not dead, so there is no such thing as

Then come back to life."

"You just said that what you can detect is her soul, right? It's not the body. In other words, you are not sure where the body is at all. You only know that it was moved elsewhere before the soul dissipated. That's right, then

The heart is Garuda's heart, and the soul was once the soul of Kalingbinga, so they naturally sense it. Has her soul been reincarnated?"

Chenxing didn't answer.

"...It seems you know where she is. I have to ask you to tell me."

"I won't tell you." Chen Xing said, "You are delusional about the resurrection of the dead."

"Don't you also think that she deserves to die, or that she doesn't want to live? Even so, you should let her come back and ask her clearly to know what she is thinking? At that time, it will not be possible to return her to death.

Isn’t it too late? At least she said it herself.”

"I have never felt this way. In just a few words, you have made me look at you with admiration. You control the life and death of others at will. Even if I think that I have no pursuit of the seven emotions and six desires in the world, I have no words to respond to your willfulness. You have no respect for the value of life."

, do not respect the rules of death, are so frivolous, even human children are more awake than you."

"In other words, you won't help me, right? Why don't you give me your heart? Since you act like you don't want it, since you act like you know everything - why don't you give me your heart?

It’s best to use it to its maximum value. Even Lord Kugetsuki once asked me, for a careless youkai like me, what should I do?

Do you want a pure heart? At that time, I considered you as much as I considered Yin Hu. I thought, wouldn’t you die in this way? Wouldn’t you be the same as Yin Hu? So I refused. But now

You stand in front of me like this, and you say such incomprehensible words... Then you'd better keep your mouth shut forever."

"The guy you nominated has already caused trouble for me. Not only did he fail to take away anything, he also left something behind."

Neither of them moved a step from where they were, and two crazy flames suddenly shot up from behind them, hitting each other like crazy. The world seemed to be filled with their fire, and the debris of the flames flew everywhere.

. When red fire falls into the soil, red Bianhua flowers will grow; when purple fire falls into the soil, red flowers will grow.

Purple lotus grows in the pool. This place of death and life feeds back all the power of death in the form of life. The more intense the battle, the more vitality becomes. The terrible vitality is too vigorous, so it looks crazy. The fireworks that are set off

Under the wave, the two swords collided and produced cold sparks.

She Zishu has noticed that even the flames of hell can be easily resolved by Chen Xing.

"This power doesn't belong to you, does it? I haven't seen you use it in the past." She said, "And I also saw the traces of the Six Paths of Impermanence. Is it this kind of fire that melts your heart?"

"I guess so."

No matter what, he can't hurt her, and no matter what, he can't destroy her weapon. The sword looks thin and weak, and it breaks when touched. Who would have thought it was so strong. Chenxing himself is quite capable. If Ye Yinquan

With half her ability, she wouldn't end up in such a miserable end, right? Ah, even though we are both human beings, we can't do it just with a human body.

"When I saw you, I felt very strange." Zishu added, "The soul, spirit, and body can actually be separated from each other and then merged again. Logically speaking, the glass heart is a part of Garuda

, you should be allowed to hold some of his memories or abilities. However, even this part has been purified by this heart. It is indeed innocent and pure.

Thing. Let me ask you...even if we have different opinions, why are you standing here among the many reasons, right? No matter what rules you follow or who you are entrusted by, there must be an element of your own free will, right?

I started to want it, I wanted a heart, I wanted to know those things. I have never had anything I longed for, but suddenly I wanted a heart so urgently, anything!"

Chenxing felt that she was starting to feel a little strange. Since they met, she had never seen She Zishu express any strong emotions. But at this moment, she seemed to be sick, pulling her hair uneasily and kept saying

She was walking in place. It was as if there was something around her that was tickling her, but she was helpless, which only increased her anxiety.

"It's really strange. I thought I had given up, thought I could accept it, but I forgot... But what am I? I belong to a monster

What kind of monster is that? It seems that I have never had my own will for so long. I find that I am so easy to obey other people's arrangements. I listen to everyone's suggestions and do everyone's requests.

I asked myself if I was willing. Or,

I asked, but I don’t know. It shouldn’t be like this, it’s so unintentional... But everyone has a subjective wish, right? Well, I want to resurrect Yin Quan, so that should be considered. But I’m here for

What, the friend you call me, is it for proof?

What do you mean by yourself? It’s hard to say. It doesn’t seem to be important, but it seems important. I have always listened to others, and I have always imitated other people’s reactions, other people’s...emotions—the emotions they should be! Only today do I have them.

My own thoughts. No, that's not the case. I've had it a long time ago... I have a feeling that this is not the first time. But why did I feel the first time? It seemed like that suddenly and privately

What did you want to do to make me lose my previous memory...Why? Tell me?"

She must be really crazy, Chenxing thought to herself.

The purple fire that was previously dominant gradually became at a disadvantage as Zishu's words became more intense. The flowers on the other side grew wildly one after another, eroding the entire land, including the water. Dusk is still dusk, forever.

In the unchanging dusk, countless red flowers turned to Chenxing one after another, as if "looking" at her.

Chenxing loosened his hand holding the sword and raised it up again. The sword did not fall to the ground, but decomposed into countless droplets of different shapes and sizes in the air. They condensed again and turned into several sharp cones.

The thorns were suspended around her. The sharp thorn tips were facing the pale She Zishu. Her red eyes were no longer empty as before, and were only filled with strong hostility.

But that doesn't seem to be just hostility towards Chenxing...


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