Chapter 496 Cold-blooded Can't Resist the Brainwashing of the Holy Sword
"Isn't it said that a 'cold-blooded constitution' can ignore pain and not suffer any mental corrosion?"
The gray-robed man said in shock: "He has a 'remnant constitution' above cold-bloodedness. Thousands of years ago, he would have been a candidate for destiny to become the Earth-shaking King or a Prophet. How could it be possible-"
"Among the hundreds of tribes in the past, except for the Hai Naga who have survived to this day due to their geographical advantages, all others have withered and become extinct, not to mention the blood descendants who have been combined with humans. Among the five major blood descendants, except for the dragon blood descendant Chen Fengfeng,
I have never heard of other famous blood descendants. The glory of the past is worthless."
Smile: "And don't forget, what he is facing is the ultimate secret weapon that has slaughtered countless kings, the Holy Sword Glory."
"But Holy Sword Hui Yao has no brainwashing and hypnotic effect at all. This is entirely the power of the sword holder under the guise of Holy Sword Hui Yao——"
"Even a trace of the power of the Holy Sword is enough to destroy the inheritance in our bloodline." He smiled and said: "And don't forget, the immortal blood, the waves are scattered, and the spirit condensation pill is just our use of the blood essence stone.
They are created with the power of others, but their effect is even greater than that of the Blood Essence Stone itself."
"The present will win over the past, and the past will not be the same as today. As strong as the ancient holy sword's glory is, the modern holy sword's glory will only be stronger and more versatile."
"Because the truly powerful thing is not the Holy Sword Hui Yao, but the sword holder who holds the Holy Sword Hui Yao and has two thousand years of human heritage behind him."
"Even we can invent so many ways with the Blood Essence Stone, let alone the Huiyao people who have owned the Holy Sword for two thousand years. If you really believe that they have been resting on their laurels, then you might as well fantasize a little more thoroughly.
For example, modern Huiyao people have become useless because they have enough to eat and sleep well."
After finishing the sarcasm with a smile, he turned to Feng Lu and said: "Feng Lu, our plan has not changed. From the beginning to the end, we have been supporting your sword master to ascend the throne. When the time comes, you and we should cooperate internally and externally to jointly create a world that can make everyone happy.
Wu Zhiqi was just too excited just now, don't worry, if he dares to act recklessly, I will break his hands and feet."
"Your sword master will be fine, Huiyao will be fine too, and you will have a bright future."
"Cough, cough, cough!"
Hearing the smile's assurance, Feng Lu coughed out two mouthfuls of turbid blood, and his breathing slowly calmed down.
He wiped the blood on his face and stood up, his voice a little weak: "Don't worry, I'm fine."
"It's okay." She looked at him with a smile and sighed: "I'm sorry, I made a wrong decision. Although I had expected that the royal family would definitely put a collar on you, I didn't expect that the sword holder would actually use the holy sword directly.
Huiyao came to brand you, and I didn’t expect that even the remaining blood physique can’t resist the brainwashing of the Holy Sword Mark… Perhaps only the legendary ice-blood physique is possible…”
"Impossible." Feng Lu shook his head: "I can feel that the residual blood in my body can help me suppress mental corrosion, but that's all. Ice blood may be more effective, but it is impossible to be completely immune.
."
"The night we accepted the mark and made the oath, the glorious energy of the Holy Sword has been implanted in the depths of our spirits. Whether it is cold blood, residual blood or ice blood, it can only be slowed down, but cannot be eradicated -
—The only solution is to completely annihilate the spirit."
He smiled and said: "If I had known this, I would have sent an abandoned pawn at random. If you had not participated in the Sword Hunting Competition, you would definitely have done more in the future. Maybe you could have become a prophet of the world instead of a guardian of women..."
"It doesn't matter. I am willing to sacrifice for the rejuvenation of the tribe." Feng Lu shook his head: "This is my only wish. It has always been like this and has never changed."
She looked at him with a smile for a long time, then nodded slowly: "That's good."
"If you have something to tell me, just give me the order directly. I will participate in fewer discussions in the future."
"Well, please leave first. I will come find you if anything happens."
Watching Feng Lu's back gradually disappear into the darkness of the passage, after more than ten minutes, the gray-robed man suddenly asked: "Do you doubt him?"
"I just believe in the glorious power of the Holy Sword."
"That……"
"No need." He said with a smile: "This plan already has enough loopholes, we don't owe one more."
"You don't like this plan?"
"In other words, this plan can actually go this far. I feel like God is dealing with Huiyao." He said calmly with a smile: "The most effective strategy is always the simplest and most direct. Like this, it is interlocking and spans ten years.
Over the past few years, the plan involving countless people is like a fortress built with sand. If there is even the slightest mistake, it will all collapse irreversibly..."
"But it doesn't matter. Even if the conspiracy is exposed in the end, we will be tough."
"The people who want to save the country and relieve the disaster think they can use us as pawns, but they don't know that we can overturn the chessboard at any time." He said with a smile: "They have only been preparing for more than ten years, but we... have been preparing for thousands of years!"
"I can't wait to see that day." Wu Zhiqi said with a smile: "You are also looking forward to it, right? Looking forward to the conspiracy being exposed, looking forward to facing Huiyao, looking forward to tearing everything apart with my claws, so that the world can remember you again
The fear of a clan——"
"What I said is right, Master Behemoth!"
Under the illumination of the Blood Essence Stone, the smiling figure was stretched very long, falling on the wall like an ancient giant beast. He was silent for a moment and said:
"Just ask me to smile."
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When Feng Lu returned to his hiding place, a bunch of rare and exotic animals came to greet them and acted coquettishly. After they were fed and petted, Feng Lu sat on the chair in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Meow."
An ocelot came to his feet and called him softly. Fenglu looked down at it, reached out and rubbed its head: "Are you caring about me, Yabu?"
Yau nodded, thinking that this stupid upright ape must have eaten too much.
"Sometimes, I feel that there is no difference between you and me." Feng Lu whispered: "You have to rely on me to survive, so why don't I have to rely on other things to survive."
"Before, I relied on the 'Revival Tribe'. Although I had no feelings for that place, it was the only thing that made me feel challenged and interested. And everyone told me to do it, so I did it.
…”
"Now, what I rely on is..."
Feng Lu suddenly became silent and took out a piece of meat sausage and fed it to Yau. Yau happily ate every bite. Feng Lu looked at it and smiled: "It would be fine if I were a beast. I only need to eat meat to sleep and wait."
Just listen to the orders, don't worry about anything, don't think about anything."
Fart, in addition to eating meat and sleeping, we also have to lick our fur, act like a baby, and take care of your upright ape who can't lick his fur. If we didn't have meat sausages to eat occasionally, who would be able to carry on, thought Yao.
"What a pity..." Feng Lu lowered his head and glanced at the mark on the back of his right hand.
