Tian Gang Chapter 188: Transformation
No matter how I shouted, it didn't move.
Yang Zongxu and Liu Yi came over, they looked at Jiao Ye lying on the ground, and they didn't say anything. I cried and screamed for a long time, until my voice became hoarse.
This behavior is so unmanly, but I really can't face Jiao Ye's departure.
It is not only a pet to me, but also a father-daughter relationship. Whenever I open my eyes and see its bloody face and torn flesh, I immediately imagine it passing by me with a flash of blood in my head.
The battle in the distance was drawing to a close. More than 2,000 practitioners were beaten to pieces, and a small half of them fled in all directions. The remaining part was surrounded and attacked by the White Tiger Barbarians, the Black General Barbarians, the Ling Family, the Heavenly Corpse Vein, and the Miao Gu from the three provinces.
The dozens of old drivers from Xiangxi were just roaming the battlefield and did not participate in the battle. The only one who rushed in was the old man from Yuanling.
He was a man of bad temper, and when he was in a killing mood, he was even more ruthless and merciless. Lao Si's attack method was similar to that of Baihu Man, but he often used Chenzhou talismans to help him, so it was better.
Yang Zongxu bent down and patted my shoulder. He didn't say anything, but his meaning was clear.
The final battle was still going on, but the Ling family's monsters had already withdrawn. The Ling family sent someone and said that they must go back to guard the place to prevent other forces from coming to retaliate.
This reason is sufficient, and since they are helping for free, no one can say anything. Most importantly, I am here grieving the departure of Mr. Jiao, while the old Taoist is healing and can't say anything.
After the Ling family withdrew, the remaining four families had no more scruples and simply attacked from all directions, bombarding the enemies in the battle.
Some of those desperate practitioners cried and held their heads, some shouted something, and some stood there in a daze, allowing the poisonous insects to attack them. They probably didn't expect from the beginning that they would end up like this.
Everyone thought that the Taoist priest and I were just two people, and that if they wanted to kill us, they could catch us like three hands catching a snail.
But now this snail has broken everyone's teeth. No more than 500 people were able to escape, and nearly 2,000 people were killed in this wilderness.
Several elders and dozens died in the first wave of attack from Lao Si. Their bodies lay in a mess in front of Master Jiao.
When the last enemy was wiped out, the battlefield suddenly became quiet.
The wind was still howling, carrying the smell of blood far away.
It's time for us to go. Yang Zongxu patted my shoulder.
I stood up from the ground and looked at the huge and lifeless body of Mr. Jiao. The tears in my eyes couldn't stop flowing down.
Don't worry, no matter how far it is, we will help you carry it back. Yang Zongxu said, he turned his head and said to me: Let's go see the expert.
I couldn't refuse this request and could only look at Jiao Ye again. At this time, Yang Zongxu had already called for people to carry Jiao Ye away.
I looked back every time I took a step, watching them trying every possible way to carry Mr. Jiao on their shoulders.
The old Taoist still closed his eyes to heal his wounds. His Taoist power seemed to have recovered. I saw him take out some pills and put them in his mouth. His pale face gradually turned rosy. But his abdomen was pierced by a sword, leaving a nearly ten-centimeter-long cut, which almost cut the old Taoist in half.
Such a serious injury cannot be cured by just a few pills.
The old man from Yuanling has returned. His murderous aura is restrained. He puts the knife dripping with blood on his waist and starts fiddling with his hands and feet.
Fortunately, it was only human-made, and no other forces were involved. After checking it out, the old man from Yuanling said: Those little bastards are not too cruel. Give me a few weeks to heal your injuries, and I guarantee that you will have your hands and feet back to their original state.
The old Taoist closed his eyes and said nothing, but just nodded slightly.
The old man from Yuanling waved his hand, and several White Tiger Barbarians carried a simple stretcher and carefully carried the old Taoist up. From beginning to end, the old Taoist did not move at all, nor did he resist others moving his body.
After this serious injury, the old Taoist seemed to have changed, but based on my understanding of him, there is a huge crisis lurking behind this change.
Either all those who humiliated him died, or he died in front of them.
At this time, I had already walked to the side of the old Taoist priest. The old man from Yuanling looked at me, then looked at Mr. Jiao, he sighed, patted my shoulder and said: I am late, otherwise...
Thank you. I bowed to them, expressing my gratitude from the bottom of my heart. If it weren't for them, Lao Dao and I would have died long ago.
The old man from Yuanling looked at me and finally just sighed.
At this moment, someone suddenly exclaimed from behind.
I turned my head, took a look, and was immediately stunned.
The corpse of Jiao Ye kept making popping sounds, like cloth being torn apart. A strong stench could be smelled even from dozens of meters away.
Drops of slightly transparent liquid with blood dripped from the bottom of the body. The white tiger man who used a wooden stick as a stretcher to lift Jiao Ye uttered sounds of surprise and doubt.
The stench made them hold their noses, but no matter how bad it was, they did not put Jiao Ye down. Yang Zongxu waved his hand, and a dozen strong men walked forward while holding their noses.
I felt even more guilty watching this, not only towards Mr. Jiao, but also towards those who came to help me.
At this time, the old man from Yuanling suddenly uttered "Huh", and he shouted: Wait a minute!
Then, as he walked forward, he turned his head and said to me: Come with me, maybe things will turn around.
Turning point? An emotion called ecstasy, and another thought called hope. My heartbeat was slowly accelerating, and as I kept moving forward, it got faster and faster. In the end, like a motor running at super high speed, even flesh and blood could not stop the huge rumbling sound.
Carry me over there. The old Taoist also said.
The four White Tiger Barbarians responded and carried him forward.
We walked to the side of Mr. Jiao, and the old man from Yuanling waved his hand to stop the white tiger brute men from trying to put Mr. Jiao on the ground.
He stood beside the stretcher, looking back and forth, sometimes frowning, sometimes showing a look of understanding. I was inexplicably excited, but I didn't dare to say anything.
The old Taoist also came up, his head slightly tilted towards Jiao Ye, as if listening to something.
The sound of "Puffing" continued, and the old man from Yuanling slowly began to reach out and pat the python's body. After a long time, he came back to my side and said: What a pity...
pity.
The first "what a pity" with a sense of regret was uttered by the old man from Yuanling.
The second "what a pity" with an affirmative meaning was uttered by the Taoist master.
They both spoke at almost the same time. The old man from Yuanling was slightly startled, and then he laughed: You, your ears are still so sensitive even though you are injured.
Senior, you are not bad either. The old Taoist priest replied.
What's wrong? I couldn't help asking.
Since he has also seen it, let him speak. The Yuanling old man pointed to the old Taoist.
All of a sudden, everyone around looked at the old Taoist priest. Wei Qingcang, who had joined the people from the Heavenly Corpse Vein, also came over. He let out a light "huh" and seemed to have seen something. The old man from Yuanling looked at him with a little surprise in his eyes. Wei Qingcang smiled back and bowed to the old man.
The old man from Yuanling nodded, smiled at him, and then looked at the old Taoist.
This is the fetus. The old Taoist opened his mouth and uttered four words.
No one said anything, because everyone knew that the Taoist priest would continue talking, and their eyes were wandering between the Taoist priest's mouth and Mr. Jiao's body.
A person is born as a fetus, and the essence of the mother is continuously transported to the fetus. This lays the foundation for the birth of a person, and then he can be born safely. In his first life, he was a red-spotted python, and then he used the essence of his whole body to condense his second body. This is actually just a continuation of the first life, not a true rebirth. Therefore, the golden bone pieces, the essence of the python, and the pure dragon energy underground are all entrenched in his body, and he cannot absorb them completely. This is why I said before that the more solid its shell is, the lower the possibility of it turning into a dragon.
Before, it ate a few beads, but the blood and soul fragments inside could not be absorbed. Instead, after the shell was broken, it controlled its mind like a demon. But now, these blood and soul were destroyed by the demon-slaying thunder. Under normal circumstances, its blood and soul were scattered all over its body, and it was impossible to recover. But the most amazing thing was that its soul was completely preserved and injected into the origin in an unknown way.
Using the origin to absorb the essence of the Bashen, the underground dragon energy, is like a fetus in the mother's womb. On the day of birth, all the power is gathered in one body, no longer divided into you and me. All power will become a boost for it to grow faster. This is a rare innate foundation, the so-called rebirth after death, this is it.
Hahaha, that's right, that's right... The old man from Yuanling laughed, he looked at me excitedly and said: So you don't have to be sad, now it is in the old body, constantly absorbing the remaining essence with its origin, when the essence is completely absorbed, it will be the day of its rebirth. This is a great opportunity, the Zhou family's group of little bastards can be said to have helped it a lot.
Indeed, the old Taoist said, "However, it is too strange that it can transform under the thunder of the demon-slaying god. I think there must be some reason that we don't know."
Don't worry about it, anyway, this is a good thing! said the old man from Yuanling.
Congratulations! Yang Zongxu patted my shoulder and smiled.
Congratulations! Liu Yi also came to join in the fun.
Wei Qingcang also stepped forward, smiled at me and said: Raise it well.
The sudden joy almost made me dizzy, so I didn't care about the smiles that seemed to be congratulating me on my birth.
Mr. Jiao is not dead?
It's really not dead!
A huge sense of surprise and happiness filled my heart, and I was so excited that I almost screamed out loud.
After Wei Qingcang spoke, I looked at him involuntarily and noticed that there were several people standing next to him. One of them was none other than the head of the Walking Corpse Sect, Yuwen Ying, whom I had met before. It suddenly dawned on me that it was no wonder that the Golden Wing Corpse appeared, it turned out that he had come in person.
