Si Yuan stood quietly, looking at the big tree that dropped yellow leaves from time to time. His mind wandered and he was silent for a while.
"Before I knew it, I was almost nine years old."
"Time flies so fast!"
Sensing the Devouring Prison with his mind, he realized that the Devouring Prison had fallen into the hands of a middle-aged man with a spider pattern tattooed on the back of his hand. Si Yuan was still in a calm state of mind.
There was even a hint of undetectable joy.
"The Snare Killer!"
"With Prison Devouring in your hands, I will surely cultivate him better and stronger."
"I just don't know how many people you will choose to kill in order to make the Prison Devouring stronger and increase the speed of your internal strength cultivation?"
"A few thousand? Or tens of thousands?"
"Or...hundreds of thousands? Or millions?"
The simple enhancement of Hell Devouring is enough to make the Snare Swordsman become murderous.
And the pure life essence after each killing will be fed back to enhance the speed of internal strength cultivation, which will definitely make the net swordsman go crazy for killing.
And then, for the sake of killing, he takes the initiative to cause trouble everywhere.
Therefore, according to Donghuang Taiyi's calculation, the Devouring Prison is enough to stir up changes in the fate of all people in the world.
This is a most murderous sword.
"Master, do you have anything else to say?" Seeing Si Yuan in a daze, Youying couldn't help but take the initiative to ask. Now she couldn't wait to understand the furnace of life and death in her hand.
Hearing a familiar voice, Si Yuan came back to his senses.
He turned around and looked at Youying, who was kneeling on one knee, and ordered: "Bring Yuji over here. You two are still young girls and have no experience in taking care of a baby at night."
"Tomorrow, remember to come to my room to take Yuji away and take care of her."
"Okay, step back."
Youying saluted and then left.
Zhu Zhao, who was connected to her soul, had already carried the still energetic little Yuji and walked towards Si Yuan's room next door.
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Under the big tree near the kitchen.
Si Yuan thought quietly for a while, then turned and walked towards his bedroom.
"If I share the blood-burning spell with my master and senior brother, I will definitely make the power of the shield armor reach a higher level again."
"But they are loyal to the Wei State and will definitely donate their blood in an attempt to enhance the Wei State's combat effectiveness."
"If the King of Wei is a wise king, then it is easy to say that everything is safe."
"It's a pity...this generation of King Wei is not."
Si Yuan decided to hide all the good things tightly.
Only share it with people you trust and who can keep it secret. As for other people, forget it for now.
He himself is not that strong in self-protection ability.
Passing through the corridor and crossing the courtyard, the distance of more than a hundred feet was quickly spanned.
Even though he was still far away, he saw Zhuzhao, who was dressed in white as snow, holding his little sister Yuji in his arms, standing quietly at the door of his room.
The two sisters' room was right next door to mine.
"Although senior brother is taciturn, he is still very delicate in his heart." As Si Yuan walked, he suddenly remembered something and thought to himself: "I just remembered an important scene. The death of the master of the Armored Sect does not seem to be the same.
It’s not entirely related to Xuanjian.”
"If I remember correctly, after the death of the armored sect master, Dianqing once said that no one in the world knows where the master's shield is in the body, and no one can kill the master so easily."
"But it turned out that the master of the Armored Sect was killed by Xuan Jian with a sword. He died too easily."
"Based on Dianqing's understanding of the master of the Armored Sect, he guessed that perhaps the master had already had death intentions and was just taking advantage of the situation with the help of Xuanjian's sword."
Si Yuan stopped subconsciously and kept thinking secretly.
"Then the death of the leader of the Armored Sect was actually plotted to death by one of his own people?"
"Or commit suicide?"
I had ignored this point before, but now that I thought about it carefully, I found that there were many doubts and oddities about the death of the Armored Sect Master in my memory.
At the door of the room.
Zhuzhao was holding little Concubine Ji in his arms, and when he saw Si Yuan suddenly stopped moving forward, he thought something had happened.
He immediately came over and asked in a soft voice and with concern: "Master, what's wrong with you? Is there something important?"
"My sister and I are willing to help our master solve problems."
"It's nothing, I just suddenly remembered some memories." Si Yuan came back to his senses and stopped thinking about the memories. Anyway, the master and senior brother are still alive and well at this moment.
Even if something happened according to memory.
The earliest one must be about ten years apart, which is still far away.
How many decades can a person have in this life?
"Brother, I want a hug...!"
The little sister Yuji opened her white and thin arms and rushed towards Si Yuan. The baby's little face was full of pure and simple joy.
It seemed that he couldn't wait to throw himself into his brother's warm embrace.
"Come, Yuji, my brother will take you to bed." Si Yuan smiled gently, stretched out his arms to hug Yuji, kissed her cute little face, then looked at Zhuzhao and said, "In recent times,
I’ll leave the furnace of life and death to you two for enlightenment.”
"It would be best if you could understand the new technique of practicing your own twin eyes."
"Well, Zhuzhao thanks you for your kindness and care, Master." Zhuzhao bowed to Siyuan as a maid again, and then retreated to the next room to understand the mystery of the furnace of life and death with Youying.
Si Yuan carried Yu Ji back to the room.
After closing the door to the room, he put the little girl on the wooden bed and played with her for a while, which made the little girl giggle.
A childlike smile, like sweet dew, seems to be able to wash away the darkness in people's souls.
After she was tired from playing, Si Yuan put her to sleep.
After eating, the little girl was very well-behaved, neither crying nor fussing. She lay obediently on the bed, enjoying her brother's gentle patting, and gradually closed her big, clear eyes.
Start to fall into sweet dreams.
However, Si Yuan was not sleepy at all at this moment, and his body contained far more blood and essence than ordinary people, making his energy extremely strong and long-lasting.
Inside the body, it was as if a furnace was burning.
Let him not be afraid of the heat of summer and the cold of winter.
The super vitality of Qi and blood caused his body to emit strong life radiation. When in front of other people with sharp mental abilities, they would feel like they were facing a furnace.
In fact, it was not really Si Yuan's own body temperature that rose to that level.
Rather, it is the oppression of mental power caused by the powerful energy and blood life radiation.
"Yuji's genes are from the same origin as my biological brother. If she stays by my side for a long time, she will definitely improve and strengthen her physique due to my own powerful life radiation."
"The two sisters Zhuzhao Youying are my six-path souls, and they can also benefit from influence."
"In addition to this, other people feel more like the hot pressure of a furnace when they are close to them, which is not necessarily comfortable. Over time, it may even cause them to have physical or mental abnormalities."
Si Yuan sat on the edge of the bed, closed his eyes and thought carefully.