In the dark night, in the dilapidated temple, Zhang Cheng stared blankly at the foreign man beside the bonfire not far away.
At this time, his limbs and body were wrapped in white bandages, and there were clearly visible wounds everywhere. Fortunately, these wounds had already scarred.
Compared with before, it is obviously many times better. It's just that the breath is sluggish and it won't recover in a short time.
"Why are you looking at me?"
Sweet said calmly, without looking back, he just threw the firewood in his hand into the bonfire and burned it brightly. The blazing flames dispelled the coldness in the night.
"Why did you save me? Sweet." Zhang Cheng endured it for a long time. From the moment he opened his eyes and realized that it was this man who saved him, he was first shocked, then confused, more confused than shocked.
"Why do you care so much? Just live." Sweet continued, his cold face expressionless, "Of course, if you really want to know, I can tell you."
"Is it for Armstrong's spiritual imprint?" Zhang Cheng asked matter-of-factly.
"No, I'm no longer interested in that spiritual brand. You can do whatever you want." The burning flame illuminated Sweet's face, flickering, and Zhang Cheng couldn't tell whether what he said was true or false.
"That is a priceless treasure. So many people want to fight for him, even the Divine Punishment Army. It is said that they can get Armstrong's martial arts experience and play a key role in the process of becoming the Supreme God. It can almost be said that he can create another one.
Supreme. In addition, it is said that there are secrets about the temple hidden in it, haven't you always wanted to get it?" Zhang Cheng said.
"A joke, the supreme being in this world is just a joke in my eyes. As long as I want, I can crush him to death with one hand. In addition, I will not hide it from you, what you see is only a small part of my strength
.For some reasons, I was not in good condition before, but now I have recovered."
Sweet sneered, and then spoke eloquently.
"you……"
How arrogant this was, Zhang Cheng wanted to be sarcastic, but as he spoke, he thought of the earth-shattering battle that day.
Finally, I have released the "real Sweet". However, the Sweet in front of me is still alive here and saved him, which means that Sweet has defeated "him".
It’s incredible!
You know, even if I only remember part of it, I still know how terrifying and perverted the "real Sweet" is!
"Sweat can defeat even him, how did he do it?" Zhang Cheng was confused.
Seemingly knowing what he was thinking, Sweet said, "It seems that you remember it."
"Just remember something." Zhang Cheng gritted his teeth and replied.
"That's right, in the end, it lost and I killed it myself." Sweet picked up the flask and drank, and said calmly, which made Zhang Cheng pale in horror, "You are thinking, since he died, why didn't you die?
Right, because I kept you and just killed it. That thing was born in your heart. Although I killed it, but as it said, it was born from your dark side, so it will still happen again in the future.
Born.”
Zhang Cheng's expression changed again and again, and he didn't know what to say for a while.
"Sweat, why are you doing this?"
"Strictly speaking, I am no longer a human being. But it can also be said that I am a kind of human being. If one day, you can enter the outside world, you will naturally understand." Sweet replied.
"Beyond the world?"
Zhang Cheng's heart was moved. He heard Britney mention the outside world more than once, calling people like them people of the world. What does that mean?
Upon hearing Zhang Cheng's question, Sweet did not answer, but asked: "How big do you think this world is?"
Zhang Cheng pondered, not knowing the purpose of asking this question.
Without waiting for his answer, Sweet said to himself: "It's very, very big. There are many places that humans have never been to. Even if they have been, they may not understand them. And there are many such places in the world.
.There is a new world there. Only when you have been there will you know how big the world is, how strong the strong people are, and what is a master. The so-called peak of martial arts realm and the apotheosis of gods is just a child's game at best.
"
If this sentence were said by others, Zhang Cheng would definitely laugh.
But this person was mentioned by Sweet, so it’s worth pondering. Is there really such a place in the world, where there are groups of supreme beings everywhere?
Impossible!
Zhang Cheng couldn't believe it.
"So, kid, it's still early for you to become a real strong man! Work hard!" Sweet raised his head and said with a smile.
Looking at this unexplainable smile, Zhang Cheng was stunned. For some reason, he felt that this smile was somewhat familiar.
The night passed. Last night, Zhang Cheng and Sweet chatted for half the night. They talked about many things, including cultivation issues. Sweet did not refuse and almost answered all questions, which surprised Zhang Cheng.
What exactly is his purpose?
Another half month has passed and time flies.
On this day, Zhang Cheng was sitting cross-legged and was performing exercises to adjust his breath.
The "Ninety-nine Heavens" was operating, and the black internal force was surging in the body. Along with the operation of the technique, Zhang Cheng clearly felt that the vitality in all parts of the body was gradually recovering.
There are only a few scars left from half a month ago. I believe that it won't be long before there will be only faint traces left.
It's just that Zhang Cheng's internal injuries were serious and he wouldn't be able to recover for a while. Sweet said that if he wanted to recover, he could only slowly adjust his breathing and cultivate himself.
"call…"
Zhang Cheng breathed out a breath of turbid air.
After a few minutes, Zhang Cheng put down his hands and stopped.
"It's great that I recovered so quickly from such a serious injury. Thanks to Sweet who used his internal strength to relax my muscles and activate my blood circulation, and also helped me refine the herbal medicine." Zhang Cheng was delighted, feeling sincerely grateful.
During these days, Zhang Cheng and Sweet were together. Sweet taught him martial arts and helped him recover from his injuries.
Gradually, Zhang Cheng became truly in awe of this foreign man. This man was truly a genius, and often just one or two words could clear away the years of fog in Zhang Cheng's heart.
In addition, Zhang Cheng found that Sweet had obviously changed a lot from before. In the past, he could feel the coldness and ruthlessness everywhere, which corresponded to his martial arts that destroyed everything.
But the current Sweet is very different from what he used to be. There is no destruction, no destruction, only tranquility and serenity.
If he hadn't spent a lot of time with Sweet, Zhang Cheng would have begun to doubt whether the Sweet in front of him was really that Sweet?
"Okay, you're much better now. Then it's time for me to leave." One morning, after breakfast, Sweet suddenly said.
Zhang Cheng was shocked and felt reluctant to leave!