Chapter 388 Sick Blood, Whose Blood Is It?

From a pure appearance point of view, except for the obvious difference in size, the two hearts are almost identical in other places. They are all completely black, with a layer of dark light flowing on the surface, as if they have been specially coated with oil wax.

Especially that layer of dark light, Jiang Huai has only found it on this black heart so far.

“If you say there is no connection between the two, I’m afraid no one will believe it!”

His eyes flickered, his brows furrowed slightly, and he murmured to himself.

There are two hearts that are almost carved from the same mold. One is in the False God Realm and the other is in a foreign land. The same thing appears in the two places that were originally out of reach. It is estimated that anyone will feel that something is abnormal. , and cannot be ignored.

Jiang Huai put his hands behind his back, and the next moment, his five senses and spiritual thoughts surged out like a tide, turning into a huge but invisible eye in the sky, hanging high in the boundless sky, from top to bottom, Looking down, he looked at the dark heart as huge as the mountain peak in front of him.

With this perspective.

The scene he could see suddenly became more comprehensive and three-dimensional.

Under the magma, there seems to be an independent world.

Birds are chirping, flowers are fragrant, and the sun is shining brightly.

There are mountains and peaks, vigorous ancient trees, rushing rivers and flying waterfalls, exactly like the real world.

In the vast mountains, a huge black heart spans between heaven and earth. It is really huge and can still be clearly seen even among the mountains.

All around, the muddy road was covered with all kinds of fallen leaves, exuding a rotten smell. In the air, the cold wind whistled, the leaves rustled, and the black heart beat in the wind, making a booming sound that was deafening.

Along with the beating of the heart, the entire mountain forest was shaking, leaves were falling, earth and rocks were rolling, the ground was cracking, and dust was flying...

This scene is very exaggerated, like an earth dragon rolling, and you can clearly feel the vibration from the ground.

"Um?"

After withdrawing his mind, he suddenly made some other discoveries.

In the hidden corner of this heart, Jiang Huai saw an object similar to a stone tablet.

Submerged and hidden among the dead branches and leaves of the mountains, surrounded by weeds, they were as tall as a person, and some of them grew fiercely, even comparable to small trees.

Densely packed branches, vines, willows and dead leaves are intertwined with each other, covering that area tightly, making it difficult to detect abnormalities from the outside. Fortunately, these densely packed roots, willows, grass and leaves cannot isolate the five senses.

Jiang Huai waved with one hand, and bright runes flickered from the jade-like joints in his hand, condensing into an extremely hot flame on the weeds.

The raging fire spewed out, exuding extremely hot temperature, and burned all the dead branches and weeds in an instant.

immediately.

The bluestone tablet was completely revealed in front of Jiang Huai.

This stone tablet seems to have been here for too long. There are many places on the surface that are damaged and pitted. However, Jiang Huai can see that this is not man-made damage, but the influence of weathering, which will take a long time to repair. Reaching this level cannot be achieved overnight.

In addition, what surprised him was that the surface of this bluestone tablet was actually covered with a layer of unknown purple-red liquid that was extremely viscous.

This unknown liquid is constantly flowing, like spoiled blood, exuding a certain foul smell.

The smell is not pleasant. If you get closer, you can even smell an extremely rancid smell. It is so offensive that even Jiang Huai can't help but frown and cover his nose slightly with his hand.

Simply.

He threw another fireball.

In an instant, the flames were radiant, sparks were flying, and they were as hot as the sun. The fierce temperature could easily melt even boulders, and the stench of the thick fog seemed to be diluted a little.

But to Jiang Huai's surprise, the purple-red liquid seemed not as simple as he imagined. It was somewhat similar to some kind of life form. The moment the flames fell, there was actually a harsh neighing sound, which was extremely sharp.

Jiang Huai raised his eyebrows, a hint of surprise flashed in the corner of his eyes, and then without thinking, he threw a detection technique at him.

This is also his fault. He has never developed this habit. No matter what happens next time, if he encounters something weird, he must first use detective skills to investigate it.

Use reconnaissance techniques.

Soon, the basic information of this strange slime appeared in front of his eyes, but the content displayed made Jiang Huai frown.

Name: Sick blood (residual)

introduce:? ?

other:? ?

use:? ?

?

Apart from the name of this purple-red liquid, no other information was obtained, and everything was replaced by a series of big question marks.

This was the first time this happened, leaving Jiang Huai stunned for a long time.

"It would be great if I could improve my detection skills!"

For a long time, he couldn't help but sigh.

I probably know the reason in my heart.

It should be that the level of the purple-red liquid is too high, and the primary detection technique cannot detect much useful information.

Until now, his detection skills are only rudimentary, barely enough to deal with most daily items, but if it involves some more advanced and complicated things, the usefulness that the basic detection skills can provide him Information will be greatly reduced.

Although it is not like this now, Jiang Huai has already made psychological expectations for the current situation.

After all, it's just a basic level, and you can't ask for everything.

However, improving the reconnaissance skill is an urgent matter, especially after Jiang Huai plans to use this skill extensively in the future, which is undoubtedly the most difficult.

Because the reconnaissance skill cannot be upgraded, the only way to get a stronger one is to open it from a dragon egg, and this obviously requires the possession of the European emperor.

…

The flames continued to burn on the purple-red unknown liquid, and the piercing hissing sounded continuously, and it never stopped. Even though the power of the fireball had burned to the extreme, it still did not reduce the slightest bit.

And this strange existence named sick blood by the reconnaissance skill was desperately hissing and roaring, but in fact it was not damaged at all, but the unpleasant stench in the air became thicker and thicker, almost hitting the face.

Jiang Huai pursed his lips, and the deep surprise in his heart was self-evident. Seeing that the fireball did not work, he then cast the thunder skill, which was still motionless.

"What on earth is this? Why is it so difficult to deal with?"

Jiang Huai frowned tightly, and couldn't help thinking about the meaning of the two words "sick blood".

He had a hunch that there might be some secrets involved.

His brain quickly became active, connecting these two words with the information he knew, and brainstorming, vaguely seemed to grasp some clues.

As we all know.

The story of the trilogy is probably not complicated.

All the causes are due to a super strong man who is invincible between heaven and earth, and is free from all laws, rules, fate, and cause and effect.

At the beginning of creation, the world was hazy and chaotic, but many lives had been born, forming the original ten thousand races.

At this time.

There was a creature whose strength and realm reached a certain incredible level.

He surpassed the so-called eternity, the real immortality, surpassing the avenue, omnipresent, and never died. Wherever he looked, the avenue was exhausted, and he could also reproduce everything.

He experienced all the great disasters, his footprints were all over the sea of ​​boundaries, all over every corner of the world, he walked forward with his hair untied, opening up all the chaos and avenues of the universe. He had destroyed the universe countless times, causing all living things to collapse, and had restarted more than once, restoring the world to its original state and bringing the originally chaotic timeline back on track.

He reached that indescribable state, but gradually found that he had lost all emotions, even those most basic joys, anger, sorrows and joys. No matter what he faced, he could no longer be motivated or interested.

His life was boring.

But he would never stop for the rest of his life. The phrase "until death" did not suit him.

He had resurrected his former relatives and friends over and over again, but for an existence like him, these people and things were just a piece of text and a piece of information in the historical time and space.

Facing the sincere emotions of the past, he no longer had the original feeling and throbbing.

He surpassed everything and became the only one, but he could no longer find the touch he once had, which made him depressed and painful.

When life evolves to a certain extreme, it may be the beginning of sadness.

This may be a disease.

A sequelae of immortality.

So, he cast a bronze coffin of three lives, dug a stone jar, left an ordinary self to live peacefully with the past years, then burned himself with the fire of the world, put his ashes in it, and buried it on a plateau outside the world.

It is above the heaven.

It is isolated from everything and can never be reached by the world!

A place... that is beyond everything, but exiled...

But he didn't know.

As the ordinary self's cultivation continued to grow, the negative emotions would eventually be unsealed and return to his body. Even if it had turned into ashes, it could not be stopped. He could only watch the negative emotions become more and more intense, and finally, it became the source of all curses and turned into some weird origins...

Many years later, the bronze coffin of three lives tilted due to the turbulence of the earth, and the ashes polluted the pure land of the plateau, turning it into an ominous place.

Later, ten of the most powerful creatures in the world at that time broke into the plateau, and their bodies were eroded by strange substances. Their realms were all unprecedentedly improved, and they all reached the realm of sacrifice.

These people are the ten great weird ancestors who surpassed the Immortal Emperor. As long as the Disaster Plateau is not destroyed, they will never die in battle, and the weird tribe will prosper forever.

From then on, the weird tribe prospered and wreaked havoc on the heavens and the worlds, just to sacrifice countless lives and summon the owner of the Three-Life Copper Coffin again.

And this is also the origin of the subsequent reasons.

Although the three quasi-immortal emperors on the Jiuyou Beast and the boundary sea are powerful, they are actually just minions who are not worth mentioning.

Combining this origin, Jiang Huai wondered if this ball of purple-red diseased blood might be related to that big man?

Of course, such a guess is too unrealistic and the possibility is very low.

But since it is called diseased blood, Jiang Huai always feels that there may be some relationship, even if there is no relationship, it is also a way of thinking.

Then.

Jiang Huai tried to use the storage function of the golden finger to see if he could take away the purple-red diseased blood.

He operated the drop of black blood before.

What surprised Jiang Huai was that he didn't expect this method to be really effective.

After a while, all the purple-red liquid was put into Jiang Huai's personal backpack.

Only then did he finally see the words on the stone tablet clearly.

It turned out to be Chinese characters.

"No one is favored by God, who can sing all the way in life!? I use my youth to practice, but I can't see the result. If I don't become an immortal, it will be in vain. I should suppress all enemies in the world as the Emperor of Heaven, but where are the enemies?! How sad! I have become an immortal..."

This paragraph of text is a bit sloppy, and it becomes more and more exaggerated as it goes on. It seems that time is tight or the writer's mood gradually rises with the description of the language, and he doesn't care about the neatness of the font.

And under this line of ancient characters, there is a rakugo-

Emperor of Heaven, Ye, stay!

"Emperor of Heaven Ye? Could this be... Ye Fan's heart?!"

Jiang Huai took a deep breath, his eyes a little stunned.

He didn't dare to be sure, because if it was true, it would represent too many things, which was simply unimaginable.

Ye Fan, but the current body of the three lives, went back in time when he couldn't become an immortal, and later stepped into the realm of sacrifice. How could he leave his heart here?

If this is true, then which one in the virtual world is it? Especially the latter had already been eaten by everyone in Liu Village!

The most important thing is that this is impossible.

Jiang Huai had seen the movie "The Heaven is Shrouded" and was very familiar with some of the plots in it. He knew that this possibility was unique, and there was more than one heart of this kind. Who would have a lot of these things in their body?

But why were the words "Emperor of Heaven" and "Ye Ji" left on this stone tablet? And they were written in Chinese characters? !

Jiang Huai suddenly felt that he was trapped in a fog.

For example, why did he appear in this world, what was the purpose of his appearance? What was the meaning of his appearance?

Logically speaking, the future ending has long been doomed. The foreign land will eventually lose, and the source of darkness will eventually be eradicated...

Then what is his meaning?

For a moment, even Jiang Huai couldn't help but feel a little confused.

But soon, he adjusted his spirit again.

No matter what the purpose of his appearance was.

No matter what the meaning of his appearance was.

Jiang Huai only knew that he was the master of Liu Village. Behind him, there were countless disciples who needed his protection, and countless familiar faces who needed his guidance. He couldn't fall!

He, can only be him, no one can replace him, and he will not replace anyone!

If his appearance is due to fate, then he can only say to his fate...

Shaking his head, putting aside the thoughts in his mind, Jiang Huai used his personal backpack again, wanting to see if he could put this heart in it.

The result is feasible!

It made him feel relieved.

After finishing all this, he turned around and continued to move forward.

Compared with the nine heavens and ten earths, the area of ​​the foreign land is really much larger. Even if he is not standing in the perspective of God, Jiang Huai can still feel it, because the scene along the way has not changed at all, and it is obvious that he has not walked out of this area.

Along the way, the mountains and forests are everywhere, the green mountains are lush, and there are mountains and ridges everywhere, overlapping peaks. I don’t know when, a trickle of drizzle fell in the air, and from time to time, you can hear the sound of frogs, continuous and croaking.

Unconsciously, the sunset is setting, the dusk is gray, the setting sun is dim, and it will soon really come to an end.

Jiang Huai raised his head slightly. There were five huge black suns hanging in the sky, each of which was emitting a blood-red light.

At this moment.

With his five senses, he found the man and woman again.

The girl looked angry, and no one knew who had provoked her.

Next to the two of them, the three golden spiders looked depressed and lay obediently on the side. The little spiders on their backs seemed to sense the coming of some storm, and they trembled and dared not move.