I will Bury the Gods Chapter 414: : Shensi

Mu Shijing closed his eyes and began to think of ways to defeat the Zhu clan.

For a long time.

"Any thoughts?" Lin Shouxi asked.

Mu Shijing did not respond, and Lin Shouxi realized that she had fallen asleep again at some point. When she fell asleep, she still hung her head down, with a straight face, pretending to be thinking seriously.

Lin Shouxi held her in his arms across his arms, Mu Shijing leaned on his chest, his body softened unconsciously.

Lin Shouxi stroked the girl's forehead, and his palm felt hot, but Mu Shijing shivered in his arms, as if he was very cold. Out of concern, Lin Shouxi took off Mu Shijing's pointed shoes, and rubbed her small and exquisite feet through the smooth black thin socks. The girl's feet were also cold, like soft snow.

She was ill, and very ill.

Lin Shouxi put his hands on her back, injected his true energy, and warmed her up. Then, he took out a thick sheep blanket and covered her body. The sheep blanket was freshly washed and smelled of grass and trees Mu Shijing's face softened a little with the fragrance.

In the next period of time, Mu Shijing dreamed and woke up, was cold and hot, and repeated many times.

During the previous escape, Lin Shouxi tried his best to protect her, but after all, she was immersed in the cold sea water for too long, and inevitably inhaled some poisonous miasma. Although these toxins are unlikely to kill a cultivator, for Mu Shijing today, they are torture. Mu Shijing didn't have any more lucid dreams, she only remembered that she slept for a long time, and when she woke up again, Lin Shouxi was cooking medicine beside her.

"How long have I been asleep?"

When Mu Shijing woke up, his whole body was numb and he had a splitting headache.

"This room has been turned around twice." Lin Shouxi replied.

This means that another two days have passed.

Mu Shijing sniffed the strong medicinal fragrance and asked, "Is there any medicine in the storage ring?"

"No."

"Then where did you get so many herbs?" Mu Shijing was surprised.

"It was caught outside." Lin Shouxi replied.

"These creatures outside have strange shapes and have not been recorded in the medicine list. How do you know which ones are useful and which ones are poisonous?" And he seemed timid: "Sometimes I have a bad attitude, but I haven't done anything harmful. You shouldn't be so cruel.

"I have tasted all the herbs." Lin Shouxi said.

Listening to his understatement, Mu Shijing was stunned. Then, she was moved in her heart, but she never said any touching words of love. She just raised her red lips slightly and said quietly: "I see you don't call Lin Shouxi is gone, let's call him Lin Fuxi." Lin Shouxi smiled.

He cooked the medicine, took a bowl with a stone bowl, and handed it to Mu Shijing: "Miss Mu has drunk the medicine.

Mu Shijing took it, and after taking a sip, he continued to cough bitterly, and spilled the soup on the snow-white Taoist clothing, making a mess.

As Lin Shouxi helped her tidy up, he complained: "You are better behaved when you are asleep. You can eat whatever is given to you.

Mu Shijing looked aggrieved, she endured bitterness, drank the medicinal soup in small sips, and asked: "By the way, when I fell asleep, didn't I do anything strange?

"No." Lin Shouxi said.

Mu Shijing heaved a sigh of relief.

"But you talk a lot in your sleep."

Lin Shouxi said again.

"Dream talk?"

Mu Shijing was taken aback, and asked cautiously: "What did I say?"

"You say that Chuchu looks holy and gentle, but in reality she is coquettish and coquettish, stubborn and proud, and she is not a fairy. You say that Xiaohe looks innocent and cute, but in fact she is fierce and violent, unreasonable, and she is not a fairy. A queen is dissolute, deceives her master and destroys her disciples, does not abide by virtue, and is not a fairy." Lin Shouxi said leisurely.

Mu Shijing was dumbfounded.

She quickly grabbed Lin Shouxi's sleeve and begged, "You must not tell them about this.

Lin Shouxi was also stunned. Mu Shijing was seriously ill and fell asleep, only occasionally moaning in pain.

He just made up something in his sleep to scare her. But Mu Shijing didn't doubt the authenticity of this dream talk at all, could it be that...

"Maybe I just had a bad dream, I didn't really think so. They are all my best sisters. If you tell them, they will misunderstand." Mu Shijing gently pulled his waist The sleeves, the girl when she was sick always reveals a pitiful fragility.

Lin Shouxi looked at her watery eyes when she was begging, poked her white eyebrows, and said lightly: "A sweet mouth and a sword, bullying the weak and fearing the hard, she is not a fairy."

Mu Shijing wanted to refute, but after all, he was caught by someone, and he closed his lips angrily, feeling extremely wronged.

After taking the medicine, Mu Shijing lay down against the wall again and rested for a while.

She was sitting in a corner wrapped in a blanket, looking at Lin Shouxi's busy figure, her mood gradually calmed down.

"Are you cleaning the room or doing archaeological work?" Mu Shijing looked at it and couldn't help laughing.

Lin Shouxi rummaged through the only utensils left in the house. Every time he found one, he had to spend a lot of effort to remove the dust and dirt accumulated on its surface before he could identify its purpose.

Although these utensils are also pale creations, there is nothing special about them. On the contrary, they look a little clumsy, like dolls made of mud by young children.

Lin Shouxi did not laugh.

He recalled the dangers in the underground palace, and knew that they were all caused by Mu Shijing's negative emotions. He has been in it for a long time, and he can understand the pale pain and loneliness with empathy. Even, as time passed, he had some doubts, whether the pale dragon king of Minggu was not the omnipotent and indifferent creator **** that the world imagined, she was also a sensitive and fragile little girl, who just happened to have the ability to create and create. With the power to destroy everything, she tried her best to save her homeland, but she couldn't bear to see the death of all living beings, so she could only hide in the dark and grieve. Thinking of this, he couldn't help looking at Mu Shijing.

She is nineteen years old this year, and her figure is even more provocative than when she first met in the dead city. There is even more beauty unique to young girls, but no matter how beautiful she is, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't think that this little girl who was a saint of Taoism was once unique in the world. the gods. It is even possible that the paleness is what it is. The 'Miss' just experienced too much pain, so she no longer smiles, and only faces the world with the sharpest edge.

Lin Shouxi also felt that such a thought was a blasphemy against the lofty gods, but he couldn't help thinking like this.

"Hey, what are you thinking?"

When Mu Shijing saw that he was in a daze and didn't answer, she couldn't help feeling worried. She recalled her experience of being a doctor when she was a child, and asked worriedly: "Could it be that I have some incurable disease, you can't bear to tell me Right?"

"Don't think too much about it."

"Well...it's better if you don't have one."

"I mean, don't you think I won't have the heart to tell you."

"You!"

Mu Shijing put his arms around his chest and said coldly, "You have no heart."

Lin Shouxi took the time to tidy up the house, but found nothing useful. The only surprise is that the candles he made back then can still be used now. Besides, Lin Shouxi also found a manuscript, but The hand feel has long been rotted in the long river of time, and the thread used for binding is unknown, but it has been preserved.

"Have you lived in such a simple place for tens of thousands of years?" Lin Shouxi sighed.

Where did Mu Shijing remember the details of those years, she just slightly raised her head and said proudly: "This is a humble room, only my virtue.

Mu Shijing recuperated for three days, but he still couldn't recover from his illness. For the past three days, she has been nestling in this old residence, thinking about the countermeasures, but her thinking is chaotic and she finds nothing.

Lin Shouxi was looking for the exit of the underground palace, ready to return to the undead snowfield at any time, but he also found nothing.

Fortunately, there is no shortage of water and food in the underground palace. Although they are trapped here, even if they live here for a hundred years, it may be more than enough.

"I can't think of anything."

Mu Shijing is thinking hard again

After a few hours, he said dejectedly: "It is said that revisiting the old place will touch the scene, but I don't remember at all what Pale was thinking back then.

After Mu Shijing finished speaking, he was afraid that Lin Shouxi would despair, so he added: "It may also be because I am sick, maybe it will be fine when I recover.

Lin Shouxi just smiled and comforted: "Why do you care about what Pale is thinking?

"However, if we cannot grasp His thoughts, we will never be able to solve the mysteries of history." Mu Shijing said.

"I've thought a lot about it these past two days."

Lin Shouxi was silent for a while, and said: "I was thinking, assuming that I am pale, how can I defeat the origin. In fact, although this is a difficult problem for pale, it is not impossible to solve. For example, pale only needs to create a brand new Just move all life to the new world, and then kill the origin in this place where there are no living beings... This is not a fantasy, after all, the other world we live in is also created by Pale, He may have really had similar thoughts. But such thoughts are meaningless, because in this world, there is no such supreme **** as Pai Bai who can steal the sky and change the sky. "Having said that, but..."

Mu Shijing nodded, but his expression was unkind, and he asked: "So, after you have said so much, do you still want to beat around the bush and say that I am too weak now?"

Lin Shouxi didn't want to communicate with him.

Mu Shijing accepted Lin Shouxi's consolation, but in this way, she lost her confidence even more. What can she do if she has been imprisoned for tens of thousands of years with her supernatural powers? She is Mu Shijing, not Zhuge Shijing. The only thing to be thankful for is that their opponent is also a not-so-smart sword.

No matter how powerful the Zhu clan is, it is only a poor imitation of the original point. Mu Shijing looked at the roof in boredom.

She raised her arm, her fingers spread slowly like flowers, and stared at the thin black ring between her slender white fingers for a while.

"Did you give me this ring, and the contents inside?" Mu Shijing asked.

"It's just for your safekeeping, don't always think about taking it for yourself." Lin Shouxi said.

"I still consider it a bride price." Mu Shijing said.

Lin Shouxi thought for a while and said, "Then I'll give it all to you." Mu Shijing smiled, with a smile on his lips, and said, "Don't go back on your word."

She opened the storage ring to see what was inside.

There is nothing special in the storage ring, most of which are pills, weapons, and clothes bought when shopping. There are many kinds of clothes, most of which are girls' clothes, those beautiful skirts covered with white gauze and embroidered with filigree At first glance, it was bought by Xiaohe. As for those well-cut backless dresses, they were mostly carefully selected by her. Although Chuchu did not come to Zhenguo, the money will be counted. Mu Shijing has this in his heart. Little sister's.

She flipped through one by one, recalling the laughter and laughter when she bought them that day.

This is obviously only a month ago, but it seems short and far away.

She also found an exquisite wooden box, opened it suspiciously, and remembered that it was bought in the "You Ting Yaju" in Xijiang. She was so frightened that she quickly closed it and hid it away, lest Lin Shouxi would see it. arrive.

Not only that, but she also found many useless magic weapons that she bought that day. Looking at them, Mu Shijing couldn't help showing a self-deprecating smile, which was quiet and gentle.

Next.

Mu Shijing found an important thing.

"Look, what is this?" Mu Shijing raised the thing high and asked, "Do you still remember?"

Lin Shouxi glanced at it and said, "Isn't this the fairy mirror of mother and son? How could I not remember what you paid for yourself."

"It's not important." "What's important?"

Mu Shijing didn't answer, she stared at the mirror, and found that the mirror was shining, she suppressed her increasingly rapid breathing, and injected her true energy into the mirror.

Suddenly. The fairy mirror shines brightly.

Lin Shouxi was also attracted by the light, and came to Mu Shijing's side.

He too was shocked.

In the picture, the Buddha's light is shining, and the figure of the girl in plain skirt is in the center, like a fairy hovering in the glass world, pure white and dazzling.

"Xiaohe?!"

In this fairy mirror, there is a figure of Xiao He.

Lin Shouxi also remembered that that day, Mu Shijing foolishly gave Xiaohe the mother mirror, and Xiaohe gave her the child mirror. After that, Mu Shijing was able to see Lin Shouxi and Lin Shouxi through the child mirror. Xiaohe's affectionate scene 1 - this mother mirror is always in Xiaohe's hands.

Now, Xiaohe was afraid that they would be worried, so she took the initiative to sacrifice the mother mirror and put it in the distance, conveying her battle with the Lord of the Gray Tomb to their eyes through the fairy mirror.

The Fairy Mirror cannot reflect the entire world, and the picture is not clear. All they can see is Xiaohe's blurry back and the entangled divine light all over the sky.

If so, the two of them still sat by the mirror together, looking at it for a long, long time.

The war of gods has not ended for a long time. "Xiaohe is really amazing."

Mu Shijing said with deep emotion, "Xiaohe was calculated by the emperor since he was a child, and was regarded as a tool for the birth of the new emperor, but he worked hard to overcome the restless blood, the poisonous spirit root, and the emperor. As for me, I was born with a golden spoon in my mouth, carrying the ultimate power in the world, but I have been frustrated repeatedly, and now I can only hide here, and it is difficult to overcome even a small illness. I am really useless. .....'

"Without you, we would not be where we are today." Lin Shouxi said.

"Really?" Mu Shijing asked with tears in his eyes. "Well, only by moving forward with a heavy load can a person's potential be stimulated."

「You...」

Lin Shouxi was just bickering with her habitually, if it weren't for Mu Shijing, they would have died long ago, seeing Mu Shijing feeling sorry for himself at this moment, his heart ached, and he hugged her in his arms.

"You're right, I'm just a drag." But Mu Shijing took it seriously. She put up her slender palms, pressed her neck, as if committing suicide, and said sadly: "Without me, The Zhu clan will not be able to hurt you.

"Don't say such things."

"Although it hurts, isn't it the truth?"

Mu Shijing entangled with him for a while, but in the end, Lin Shouxi turned her body over and pressed her on her lap, and gave her a hard lesson. Although this punishment was simple but effective, Mu Shijing regained his strength soon. , staring at Lin Shouxi faintly, vowing to take revenge.

With the Fairy Lingzi Mirror, Mu Shijing felt much more at ease. But she could only watch dryly, unable to help the girl in the mirror.

"It would be great if a **** could descend from the sky to kill the evil **** and save the common people." Mu Shijing said softly.

"You are the most powerful god." Lin Shouxi said.

"A mountain is higher than a mountain. Although Pale is powerful, the universe is boundless, and there is always a stronger existence. Maybe there is a righteous **** who travels the galaxy with a sword and a horse. When he passes by here, he sees the king of the gray tomb doing a lot of evil. , with evil anger in his chest, he forged stars into swords, and the wrath fell from the sky, smashing the ashes into ashes." Mu Shijing fell into fantasy.

"Pale is already an omniscient and omnipotent existence in the world. Can He, who is omniscient and omnipotent, imagine a more powerful existence than himself?" Lin Shouxi asked curiously.

"Of course."

Mu Shijing nodded earnestly: "There are hundreds in ten, thousands in hundreds, tens of thousands in thousands, and infinite numbers in thousands. Therefore, it is very simple to imagine a pure and more powerful existence. For example, Pale is the king of this world, so I can imagine a master of the universe who rules all worlds, as for his image...

Speaking of which.

Mu Shijing's pupils shrank suddenly.

Her relaxed body curled up, she covered her head, struggling.

"What's the matter? Is it a relapse?" Lin Shouxi asked with concern.

"No, it's not..."

Mu Shijing gently shook her head, her five fingers were caught in her hair, and she curled up a little bit. After a while, the girl with messy hair raised her head, and there was an incredible color in those blood-red eyes: "I seem to remember."

"What do you remember?"

Lin Shouxi was also rendered nervous by her emotions.

"Back then... Paleness seemed to think so too." Mu Shijing said in a cold voice, "Paleness was exhausted back then

No means can kill the King of Origin. She hides in this lonely hut all day long. When her mind sinks, she also fantasizes that there can be a more powerful existence in this world, and that existence will come from the universe. Eliminate the origin with a destructive force!

Lin Shouxi was surprised.

Such behavior is tantamount to Sanhuamao writing Zhu Shenlu when he was lonely. The protagonist in Zhu Shenlu ascended to the Supreme of the Three Realms step by step, and is invincible in the world, but the story is just a story, and it will not be redundant to the real world Influence.

But...

But if it's a pale fantasy...

"She figured it out!" Mu Shijing almost blurted out: "She really figured out that more powerful existence, and spent nearly a hundred thousand years to realize him! Paleness is a god. In the past, she was nothing. Can't God, so she can't imagine a more powerful existence than her. During that time, the most perfect existence she could create was the emperor. But the appearance of the origin made her frustrated, and she realized her own limitations , So, as a god, she also has the ability to imagine a more powerful existence!"

Speaking of this, Lin Shouxi couldn't help thinking of the real person in charge of Yunkong Mountain. According to legend, that real person imagined a perfect self, and let that self come from the future to the present. The great monks of the human race can still be like this, so pale......

The idea is so absurd ~IndoMTL.com~ and yet fraught with terrifying possibilities.

"What does the **** she imagined look like?" Lin Shouxi asked immediately.

"He, he is..."

Mu Shijing stared at Lin Shouxi, and the next moment, Lin Shouxi's appearance suddenly changed in her eyes. He is no longer a boy in white clothes, but a supreme **** with the scorching sun hanging on his head and his feet on the sky. She is not sure if this is an illusion, but she is sure that what she palely imagined back then is a great sun god!

She was about to speak, but the words froze on her lips.

The next moment, the fairy mirror at her feet shone brightly.

The divine battle between Xiaohe and Huitou has come to an end. The Buddha's light and the darkness of the dead have completed the final collision.

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