I don’t know how long it took for Sun Huo to wake up from his drowsiness. In a daze, he just felt that he was curling up, kneeling on the ground with his head on his arms, and he immediately subconsciously wanted to
Straighten up first.
As soon as Fang made a move, he felt an indescribable soreness and numbness all over his body, and almost screamed out. This feeling was familiar to Sun Huo. It was a phenomenon that only occurred when the blood was not flowing smoothly. Obviously, he had another
I passed out for a long time.
This sore and numb feeling also made his mind clear up instantly. He suddenly remembered all the things before, and couldn't help but secretly cursed for being careless and confused. Obviously, the old man in red shirt had confessed that he was not suitable for big movements for the time being, but he still got carried away.
Dancing with the sword should cause the wound on the back to burst. It's just that the bursting of the wound occurred very strangely. Normally, it shouldn't be so painful and unbearable.
Thinking of this, Sun Huo quickly used his inner vision to check his own condition.
The result is still expected but so incredible.
His body completely recovered again and disappeared, but he was just a little weak inside.
Although it was previously speculated that this abnormal self-healing ability came from the jade pendant, his body still maintained this characteristic. At the moment, Sun Huo couldn't help but feel a little sentimental, feeling as if his father Sun Yuan had always been there.
As if protecting it, it is gone.
After feeling sad for a while, Sun Huo calmed down and guided the magic power in his body to loosen his stiff limbs and eliminate the numbness. It only took half a stick of incense to fully restore his ability to move.
Slowly standing up, Sun Huo raised his hands and stretched out. His eyes inadvertently glanced at the sand clock in the corner of the room, and he was stunned in shock.
The time marked on the sand clock clearly conveyed this message to Sun Huo: It was already the seventh day since he entered the secret room. In other words, he knelt on the ground for six inexplicable reasons because of the burst wound.
Tianliuye.
"It's over, it's over..." Sun Huo pressed his head with both hands and muttered in a frenzy. It didn't matter that he had been unconscious for so long, but if someone came to the door or Mr. Sun came to summon him but there was no response, then
But I’m in big trouble, I don’t know how I will be treated or punished.
He quickly picked up the Ling Yan Sword on the ground, lowered his head and inadvertently saw dried red blood stains on his clothes. In desperation, Sun Huo did not bother to slowly get rid of it, but grabbed the collar with both hands and suddenly burst into flames.
With a strong force, with a "sizzle", he easily tore the already somewhat cracked gown into two large pieces of rags and threw them to the ground.
His ears twitched slightly, and Sun Huo, who was about to rush into the cubicle to clean himself, suddenly stopped walking and turned his head to look underground with some confusion.
Suspicious, he gently opened the right half of the tattered shirt with his toes. It wouldn't matter if he didn't do it, but Sun Huo was shocked again. He saw that the black jade pendant he had been thinking about just now was exactly the same.
Adhered to a large piece of black blood scab that has condensed on the piece of cloth.
"Is this a ghost?" Sun Huo couldn't help but have such a ridiculous idea, but he immediately denied it. Looking at the incomplete shape of the blood scab and its position on the rags, it reminded him of the severe pain he had suffered previously.
The starting point is probably the same place.
Judging from these signs, an impossible guess suddenly emerged. The black jade pendant was not destroyed, but was "born" from Sun Huo's own body!
Although he found it very absurd, Sun Huo couldn't refute this idea in his heart because he couldn't find any other possible reasons. This is a forbidden secret room, and no one would be so boring to break in and make such a joke.
I can explain it myself.
After hesitating for a while, Sun Huo knelt down, stretched out two fingers of his right hand to gently crush the blood scab, took the jade pendant into the palm of his left hand, laid it flat, and then gently rubbed it, a little confused.<
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As for the mystery of this thing, as the current owner, he has never been able to figure it out. He always feels that he can't see the essence of this thing like seeing flowers in a fog.
He didn't spend too long in the hall, but because of the special nature of Fenjin, it can be said that he knows more about the refining materials than most ordinary foundation-building monks in their lifetime. Even so, he couldn't tell the difference between this pendant and the weapon.
What kind of jade is it carved from?
If it is just a mortal object, but it is invulnerable to water and fire and is stronger than gold and stone, it is beyond the ability of mortal craftsmen to carve it. Even Sun Huo himself could not think of anything that could leave even a trace on it. In addition, he did not
Find out what the meaning of the above pattern is. It is neither like the secular blessing Naji, nor the rune seal in magic, nor can it be driven by the several kinds of magic that it masters to control objects. It can work.
It's just a common levitation technique that can make it hang in the air or fly.
Having owned it for so many years, Sun Huo was not completely undiscovered except for the soothing aura at that time, but the result left him speechless. Whether it was the magic power or spiritual stones he refined as a monk
The spiritual energy in him is still the internal energy that he cultivated as a mortal warrior. He will not reject anyone who comes, but disappears without a trace like a mud cow entering the sea. However, even if he was so cruel that he exhausted all his energy, he never let it go.
The jade pendant can show the slightest change.
Sun Huo hated and cherished such a worthless thing from the bottom of his heart. He hated that his parents died because of it, and he lost his family filial piety early and ended up alone. What he regretted was that it didn't matter whether it was worth it or not.
Right or wrong, after all, it is the parents' love and affection for their children that prevents them from turning a blind eye and throwing them away at will.
But now, this thing has not only spawned the undead enemy who is obsessed with it and killed himself, but it also seems to have reappeared from the body through the blood flowing out, causing him a lot of pain. It is also scary to think about it.
, a guilty conscience leads to fear.
But at this moment, Sun Huo didn't think so. Even though he had thought about this, he still didn't feel timid in his heart. First, he believed that he had always done nothing wrong and was not afraid of the torture of ghosts and spirits; second, he was self-sustaining himself.
People with strong masculinity regard this object as entrusting the spirit of their parents, who will accompany and support them in overcoming evil spirits.
"No matter who you are, it seems that you have decided that I don't want to leave for the time being, right? In that case, let's see. Will I lose my humanity first and become your evil servant, or will I be used to you?
As a weapon, I will seal you off the town for the rest of your life!"
Withdrawing his hand and clenching the black jade pendant in his palm, Sun Huo suddenly stood up, raised his fist to the sky, and growled coldly and unusually, as if he was making a lifelong vow with someone, and also as if he was laying the foundation to become a strong man.