Among the monks, every three to five hundred years, there will be a monk who has not broken off his previous life and comes back again with the memories of his previous life.
It’s the grievances and hatreds in the mandarin duck drama that arise again and again, or it’s the realization that the road of life will be smooth from now on, and the sword will cut off the worries.
This kind of person's condition is also called "rebirth" by Jiang Su's living people.
Obviously, there is a fundamental difference from Jiang Su's kind of book-traveling. Jiang Shuiliu could guess this from Jiang Su's gibberish in a crazy state. His reputation as a medical fairy is really not in vain.
Doctors are also service personnel in the medical industry. In the process of treating patients' diseases, why don't they listen to six directions and see in all directions. The flow of rivers is the real essence of human beings.
"Haha, Dad, what are you talking about?"
Jiang Su would not admit it. Whether it is rebirth or traveling through books, such issues involving time and space are taboos in this world. Although predicting the future is popular, the cause and effect behind it is constantly being cut by the divination masters and cannot be clarified.
Jiang Su looked up at the sky. She had one last thunder disaster left and she would successfully conceive a baby this time.
"Susu, I remember that you have a heavenly book in your body that is sought after by everyone in the Demon Realm and treated like a guest. Did you see something from the heavenly book that led to such a thunderous disaster today?"
Jiang Shuiliu watched as his daughter's scorched spleen and stomach were penetrated by lightning. Red and yellow liquids were mixed together. There was faint black smoke coming out of this place, and mucus bubbles were constantly gurgling under the high temperature.
"Susu...you...why are you so anxious?"
You have become a human pig, how can you get so anxious?
Jiang Su's eyes rolled to the ground when the ninth thunderstorm condensed in the clouds, and the two detached eyeballs still contained her spiritual power.
She used the lightning in the sky to see that there was a black mist on her mutilated and inhuman body.
The man who has been whispering in her sea of consciousness, who is her father, is clearly a black lin with a head with countless eyes...
The black lins of this thing kept rolling to the ground, and the black lins on the ground turned into black beetles and came forward to eat the remaining remains of her body. They liked her intestines very much, found the entrance, and crawled into the thin
In the intestines, it went all the way up to the stomach, and then emerged from her split and putrid gastric juices.
This is...their paradise.
The spiritual power in her eyes was disconnected from Jiang Su. Her world returned to nothingness, she could neither hear nor see.
Only the burning pain under her skin and the black smell that pierced her nose and touch made her realize that she was alive.
"Thunder Tribulation... there is one last one left, isn't it time to come..." The girl was weak, like a kitten that was about to expire.
But the way she looks now is not lovable.
I don't know when, a few drops of icy rain fell from the sky. It didn't fall on the ground, only wet the green clothes.
The girl in green stretched out her tongue, licked the coldness on her face, and then slowly curled her lips.
"Susu, why are you doing this?"
"This world is so painful, why do you have to run around for it? All your hard work is in vain, it is your life. After all..."
"It's going to die."
The sound of the water flowing in the river still echoed in her sea of consciousness. It was a kind of temptation and a sincere instruction. If the fallen eyeballs had not told her, she would never have imagined that the person talking to her was the monster covered in black lint and falling off like crumbs...
"You..." Jiang Su replied weakly.
"You are not a river flowing..."
"The river flows...in the demon realm...he can't come to my sea of consciousness."
Jiang Su's face was already pale, but now there were two blood holes in his eyes. The red liquid was diluted by the rain and filled the blood holes again.
The black insects gnawed at what was left of her body, making a sizzling sound. This was their feast. They were born from the black mist and parasitized in the girl's body. The day when the Book of Heaven was related to the Demonic Realm, they welcomed
Here comes "light."
Is the Lord of the Demon Realm Jiang Su, or...
Where is the black mist...
The monster under the black mist also likes Jiang Su.
Jiang Su's pain here has reached its extreme, and she will not have any more exciting feelings. The rain is cold, but it cannot wash away her remaining body.
"It's so cold..."
The person who loves her is clearly dozens of feet away, and who can save whom?
"Is this...the road to eternal life...a person's road?"
Boom——
The last thunder condensed the power of thunder and lightning in the dark clouds in the sky. It was the slowest and most ferocious.
To the ears of Dong Yiyi and others, the thunder sounded like an angry Thunder God who wanted to vent all his hatred on the girl.
"No! Junior Sister will definitely not be able to withstand this final blow!" Liu Yunqing turned to Zhang Yunsheng, his eyes full of anxiety and his breath disordered: "What should we do?! How about we go!!!"
He turned to look at Dong Yiyi and asked: "Why don't the three of us take action together to block this blow for the junior sister! Our strength must be more than enough to share the thunder disaster of her advanced golden elixir!"
Dong Yiyi said coldly: "Brother, are you still sure that this thunder catastrophe is an ordinary advanced golden elixir?" She raised her finger and pointed to the sky.
The black clouds illuminated by lightning and thunder were like a corner of the sky falling. Wind blew down from behind the clouds and swept over large swaths of grass and trees. Rocks and sand were walking on the ground.
Zhang Yunsheng was silent after hearing this. She had already guessed that the previous thunder catastrophes were okay. From the scene of the pair of thunders coming down, she could guess that this was by no means an ordinary thunder catastrophe.
"Susu...what exactly did you do?"
Liu Yunqing said coldly: "What's the point of yes or no? What I want is for her to live! What I want is for her to survive! If you don't go, I will! I will never let her die in front of my eyes.
In the middle of a thunderstorm!"
Liu Yunqing's obsession with thunder tribulation is far from ordinary monks.
He lifted off the wool on his body, and in the midst of the storm, he knelt and crawled to pick up his wind sword.
He wiped the surface of the sword with the corner of his gray-white clothes, then raised the sword and stepped forward without looking back.
Jiang Su was surrounded by black mist. He didn't know what it was. Every time he stepped into the black mist, the next second he would feel as if his legs were filled with lead, making it difficult to move forward. Liu Yunqing stepped back and simply walked in the black mist.
Waiting outside the fog for the thunder to fall.
At some point, Dong Yiyi held a fly whisk in his hand and made a seal with one hand, walking towards Liu Yunqing's side in the violent storm. The two met each other's eyes.
"You're still here!"
"My little junior sister, I will naturally help her. You don't need to say anything, idiot."
Liu Yunqing is really a fool. To you, I will show you the superficial appearance. I want to help Susu, why do you need to stand up? Lying under that wool, the secret method can still be used.
Dong Yiyi stood behind the two of them. She was not approaching the black mist, and she did not even try to step into the black mist.
"Susu, you will definitely bring my sword spike. You can put me in it in times of crisis... I will bear everything for her..."
She wants to make sure her position is safe enough...it will be safe enough when Su Su comes out.
"This black mist..." There were faint veins crawling on the hand of the female cultivator in white holding the sword.