I will Bury the Gods Chapter 465: : Aphasia
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Si Muxue returned to the center of the earth and saw the ghost.
She is a white ghost, light as nothing, and she revolves around this brain like the moon.
The most surprising thing is her face. At first glance, her face looks very similar to Mu Shijing's, but her expression is far lighter than Mu Shijing's, so pale that it is almost transparent. "It's not the first time we've met, why do you always show such a surprised expression? We should be called old friends, right?" Si Muxue lingered around like a ghost.
The moment Si Muxue saw her, her memory was finally awakened.
For the past few decades, she has been living in the center of the earth, and accompanied by this brain, she investigated the uses of its various parts, measured the flicker frequency of the electric arcs on the surface of the brain, and also tried to find the deeper way into the brain. path.
Nothing.
After her memory was awakened, she finally understood why she got nothing.
It turns out that no matter what progress she has made in the past few decades, this ghost will appear and falsify her data and conclusions. At the entrance, the ghost appeared from behind, knocked her out with a punch, and carried her back to the exit.
Not only that, the ghost also brazenly pulled her to chat with him, and every time she would proudly tell Si Muxue what she had done, and erase all her related memories before saying goodbye.
I don't know how many times this kind of thing has been repeated.
For this ghost, Si Muxue is a playmate bestowed on her by God, a tool for her to chat and amuse herself. She doesn't want the other party to find out the truth, but she is not willing to scare her away either.
Day after day, year after year.
Si Muxue has wasted decades of time here.
In the past, every time her memory came back, Si Muxue would feel angry, but this time, she just felt at a loss...She claims to be a goddess, with unparalleled talent and status, but her life seems to be forever Live under the teasing of the high-ranking ones.
Now, Si Muxue understands that this ghost should be similar to the existence of the wooden saint, she is the spirit manifested by this brain.
As the spirit of the brain, tampering with memories is easy for her.
"You are not my friend, if possible, I would like to tear you to pieces." Si Muxue said coldly.
"After all these years, your temper is still so bad, didn't your master take good care of you?" The ghost flew around her non-stop.
Si Muxue knew that she was not the ghost's opponent. It was not like she had never resisted in these years, and the results of her resistance can be imagined.
Si Muxue looked at Lin Shouxi with pleading eyes.
"Are you a pale evil consciousness?" Lin Shouxi asked.
"Evil consciousness?"
The ghost tilted his head and thought for a while, then said, "Why do you all think that I am an evil consciousness? I am just a broken brain. There is no good or bad brain. Sometimes, when a thought strikes me, I will Maliciousness grows and I become a bad person. Sometimes, when I come back with a thought, I will put down the butcher knife and become a good person. Maybe I used to be evil, but hundreds of millions of years have passed... What hatred can overcome Time flies, I can't even remember what I exist for."
The ghost pondered for a while.
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She really couldn't think of an answer to this question, she only vaguely remembered that her existence was to fight against a very powerful enemy, and that enemy seemed to have a blood relationship with her.
"You started the Dharma-Ending Twilight?" Lin Shouxi asked.
"Ask knowingly." The ghost smiled and said, "Who else has this authority except me? Before the paleness wakes up, the spirit of the heart must also obey my orders."
"If you want to destroy the world, what else is it if it's not evil consciousness?" Si Muxue interjected.
"Destroying the world? Little Xueer, don't you understand? It was me who existed before the world. When I first came, this place was just a barren star. From the birth of the first human beings to the evolution of civilization , What I have experienced is only a few hundred thousand years. This is my eggshell, they were born on my surface, but they don’t know it, what can I do?” The ghost smiled sadly.
"Don't call it such a disgusting name!"
When Si Muxue heard her calling her that, her snowy tail puffed up, revealing a disgusted expression.
"It's such a cute reaction every time, how can you make me resist teasing you?" The ghost kept laughing.
"What do you want from me?" Si Muxue said angrily.
"Frankly accept it, I feel bored, maybe I won't bark."
The ghost was full of smiles. She ignored Si Muxue's murderous eyes and continued, "Since I have human beings, I have lived a pretty happy life. I often float out of the ground to take a look around. , If anyone threatens my wisdom or perceives my existence, I will capture him and imprison him in Echeng. I promise them eternal life and let them live comfortably in their own world.
Now, I let mortals die in the warm twilight, they are just like a dream, they will not feel any pain... All living beings are suffering, and the one who is as virtuous as me should be a Buddha.
Standing in front of him with palms upright, the ghost has peaceful eyes, much like Xiao He when he was a holy Bodhisattva.
Si Muxue just wanted to remind Lin Shouxi not to listen to her sophistry.
Lin Shouxi has already made a move.
Behind him, a round of red sun appeared, and in the burning red light, hands holding weapons stretched out one after another. They formed a torture rack for beheading gods, facing the white ghost cut off.
Ding——
The soundless sound of steel colliding stirred in the air, and the sword energy spread out in ripples. Wherever it touched, the stubborn stones turned into powder, and the vegetation turned into ashes.
Dusk enveloped the world.
Daomen.
The ridges of the field are covered with white corpses. These corpses are piled as thick as snow. At the end of the corpses, the sword light is still as clear as water. In the center of the sword light, the snow shadow flutters like a crane.
That was Chu Yingchan in battle.
The battle of Taoism is not over yet, the white gods of death cover the sky, they wave their sickle-like tentacles, attacking from all directions, not giving Chu Yingchan any time to breathe.
After a long period of fierce fighting, the sword body of the Snow Crane Sword became dimmed a little bit, and the number of snow cranes flying out of it became smaller and smaller. They could help Chu Yingchan relieve her worries at first, but now they are weak It can be shot to death with ease. This shows that Chu Yingchan's power is on the verge of exhaustion.
Bloodstains also appeared on the fairy's snow clothes.
After attaining the Human God Realm, this was the first time Chu Yingchan used all her strength to make a move, but she couldn't stop dying.
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No matter how powerful Chu Yingchan is, how can she defeat endless enemies?
As the bells rang round after round, these white gods of death were like swarms of insects gathering towards the eye of the wind, and they were already irresistible.
There are more and more bloodstains on Chu Yingchan's body, and her white clothes have been stained with blood, which is shocking.
The world is shrouded in a gentle dusk, but her dusk is white.
She thought she would be killed by these gods of death.
But when the storm of death was at its most violent, a white robe pierced through the air. The white robe tore through the storm of insects, went straight forward, and smashed a fist on the bell wall of the bronze bell. This bronze bell that Chu Yingchan failed to smash with all her strength, turned into a fan under the power of her fist.
The bronze bell exploded.
The person who punched was still unsatisfied, so he turned around and fought again.
Tens of thousands of punches were born from thoughts, and they all went forward together, until the space collapsed and corpses were scattered all over the field.
The terrifying white night was forcibly torn apart by both fists. Chu Yingchan stood on the ground, looking at the figure in the twilight with a dazed expression.
"Master..."
Chu Yingchan said softly.
The person who came was Gongyu.
Gong Yu has slaughtered all the enemies, she stands under the dusk, her proud curves are softened by the sunset, revealing the warm crimson light, her sleeves are facing the cool evening breeze, and The blue silk on the arm also flutters in the wind. She turned around slowly, looking at Chu Yingchan, there was no joy or sorrow in her beauty.
"I'm late." Gong Yu apologized.
Chu Yingchan remained silent.
When she was a little girl back then, she admired the master of the Taoist sect, and came to Yunkong Mountain alone with a deer, lost in the depths of the snowy forest. Afterwards, she successfully entered the Taoist sect, and also regarded Master as an example of admiration throughout her life, but, this
Over the years, they have gradually changed from masters and apprentices to sisters, and even slept in the same bed as shameless, this admiration has long since faded into other intimacy, which is elusive. Until today....
Today, Chu Yingchan looked at her lonely figure in the setting sun, and finally remembered that her master was the number one master in the world, the pinnacle of martial arts that she admired all her life.
Just...
She is a perfect human being, and Master is also a perfect human god. In the same realm, why is there such a big gap?
Or, Master made another breakthrough?
"Did Master remember the name?" Chu Yingchan asked.
"Name?"
A mist of perplexity emerged from Gong Yu's long, autumnal eyes. She shook her head slightly, but she still couldn't remember her name.
Looking at the corpses piled up on the ground, she asked, "Where do these monsters come from? How dare you trespass on my holy land?"
"These..."
Chu Yingchan wanted to explain, but she couldn't explain their origins. Compared with this, she was more concerned about Master's situation, and asked: "Master forgot his name, will it affect the Dao Realm?"
"The way I cultivate is the way of seclusion. I forgot my name. Shouldn't my way go further?" Gong Yu said lightly.
Chu Yingchan was stunned.
No wonder the master suddenly became stronger. Could it be because he forgot his name?
Chu Yingchan didn't know what to say for a while... At the wine table a few days ago, the master vowed to break the Tao and re-cultivate, why did he accept everything calmly now?
"By the way, Yingchan, shouldn't you be in Yunkong Mountain now? What are you doing here? Also, when did you enter the realm of the gods? It's only been seven years since you entered the Taoist sect. The last time I parted from you At that time, you were only the second level of the Immortal Realm, how did you reach the sky now?" Gong Yu showed confusion ~IndoMTL.com~ This chapter is not over, click [next page] to continue reading -->>
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At this moment, Chu Yingchan felt a chill down her spine.
She finally realized the source of what was wrong.
"Master, did you forget something?" Chu Yingchan asked coldly.
"Forget? How could I forget? I remember everything from childhood to adulthood clearly." Gong Yu said.
"Then do you still remember that we came to Taoism together?" Chu Yingchan asked.
"Come to the door together?"
Gong Yu's expression was slightly cold: "Chuchu, did you teach you too little as a teacher, and you dare to tease me so openly? How could I come with you? I came here to fulfill my mother's promise." Wish, by the way, I also accepted a sister from the same school for you... eh? Where did that girl Shi Jing go?"
Chu Yingchan is now convinced that Master really forgot many things.
Could it be that Master lost not only his name, but also part of his "self"?
Chu Yingchan was in doubt.
"Okay, don't talk about this now, I will take you to heal your wounds as a teacher, and change into clean clothes." Gong Yu said.
Chu Yingchan stood up slowly, worried.
"Do you have anything to say? Between master and apprentice, it's okay to talk." Gong Yu said. "I..."
Chu Yingchan pursed her lips and asked cautiously: "Master, do you still remember... Lin Shouxi?"
"Lin... guarding the stream?"
Gong Yu's celestial eyes glowed with wisps of light. For a moment, she seemed to have lost something important. She looked at the sunset and asked, "Who is he?"