Chapter 361 Catastrophe
"The two are recovering well."
Jun Qianzi stood still in front of the glass container and smiled.
"What did you do to us?"
The ape old man supported the inner wall of the container with both hands to prevent himself from falling, with a gloomy expression on his face.
"Naturally, rescue."
Jun Qianzi said casually: "No one in the world can stop Lian Xuanxiao's sword. At that time, Ghost Shovel had only one head left. Brother Pang, you also had half of your neck cut. You bled to the brink of death and lost consciousness.
I had no choice but to send the two of them back through the Zhaoming Iron Plate, and use the secret method for emergency treatment. "
"Rescue?"
The old man's face changed slightly, and he raised his right arm, "You call this treatment?"
On the back of his right arm, there are grape-like neoplastic organs, including sarcoids, cysts, fingers and even ear and eyeballs.
"Excess organs can be cut off. Just cut nails and remove dead flesh."
Jun Qianzi's tone was still relaxed, "If you didn't have the secret technique, Brother Pang, you should be in the past seven by now."
"snort."
The ape old man looked ugly, and glanced at the ghost **** next to him, "How is he?"
Jun Qianzi said casually: "The situation is better than expected. Most of Ghost Shovel's Zhu Xiao cultivation base depends on the swallowing secret technique.
The mouth on the stomach is his body.
As long as enough blood food is provided, it won't take long to return to Xunyun and even Zhu Xiao's cultivation base. "
The magic cultivator who is integrated with alienated objects, the vitality and recovery power are generally beyond ordinary people,
Even if the body is gone and only the head is injured, it is not completely irreversible—it is no wonder that the former Sui monks would kill each other and collectively fall into madness.
In order to seek power, he is willing to become neither human nor ghost.
"In the final analysis, your apprentice's arrangement is wrong with the information you gave."
Yuansou said gloomyly: "Lian Xuanxiao was not dragged by Cardinal Xinxiu, and rushed to the Fusi of Xuanzhengfang Township in an instant.
And it doesn't look like dying at all. "
"Lian Xuanxiao's lifespan is indeed coming to an end, the two may not have given enough pressure to expose his injuries,
He didn't have the courage to face Lian Xuanxiao directly, so he retreated steadily. "
Jun Qianzi was still calm and relaxed, completely indifferent to Yuansou's ugly expression.
"fart!"
The ape old man cursed, and immediately spewed out a series of obscenities. There are also many Zhou dialects mixed in.
"teacher"
Crow Nine hesitated to speak.
Jun Qianzi glanced at her, waved his hand, and signaled Ya Jiu not to interrupt, and stood there quietly waiting for a while.
Gradually, the ape old man drooped his eyelids, as if tired of cursing and exhausted, he fell into a drowsy sleep, and his whole body was suspended in the middle of the container.
Jun Qianzi walked out of the courtyard, Ya Jiu followed behind, and asked in a low voice: "Teacher, why is the face of the ape old man growing on the back of his head?"
She could see clearly that the body of the ape soaked in the container was facing away from them, but the ape-like face was growing in the middle of the hair, facing them.
Could it be that Jun Qianzi sewed his neck upside down when he was stitching up the wound?
"The side effect of the secret healing technique is just a human face.
The one who talked to us just now can be regarded as the ape old man. Share the same head with the front face.
I hope the original face survives, otherwise he will have to walk backwards in the future. "
Jun Qianzi casually smiled and said: "Of course, it may also be a negotiation between the two parties to live together. Change directions during the day and night.
Then I'm a little curious about which side he will face when going to the toilet. "
Yao Jiu's thoughts were not as weird as Jun Qianzi's. She pursed her lips and said softly: "The ancient secret arts are like this... so"
"Evil?"
Jun Qianzi shook his head and said, "What is evil?
Humans raise poultry and livestock in captivity, eat their meat and use their skins.
The parasitic wasp lays eggs on the spider, and makes the larva **** the blood of the spider until the spider turns into an empty skin sac.
When there is not enough food, scavengers will kill the stunted larvae and distribute them to other larvae.
The nature of all things in nature is cruel and indifferent, and the word evil can only be used by humans.
In ancient times, people had no way to practice, so they had to imitate the most powerful aliens.
The practice secret technique born in such an environment will naturally look 'evil'. "
He paused for a moment, and said with a strange expression: "In the newspapers of Yu State, artemisinin was called the invention that saved the most lives in history.
This statement is not comprehensive.
Haotian Clock and Haotian Bell are the things that save the most lives.
With the sound of the bell, the vast majority of aliens can only wander in the mountains and wilderness, and cannot interact with the human world.
During the chaotic times at the end of the Qin Dynasty, all the Haotian clocks in cities, towns, and mountain villages in the world failed for ten days.
After ten days, the population of the world will be seven out of ten.
If the bell is cut off for a month or two, less than 30% of the people in the world may be able to survive—including monks. "
Three out of ten. I am afraid that the troubled times at the end of the Sui Dynasty were nothing more than this.
Crow Nine frowned tightly,
Jun Qianzi smiled when he saw this: "Of course, if the Haotian bell is cut off, at most it will bring mankind back to the dark and wild era where humans and gods lived together.
Compared with the real catastrophe, it is not worth mentioning. "
"teacher,"
Yu Jiu hesitated: "What is the real catastrophe?"
I have followed Jun Qianzi for so long, and I have heard him say countless times that natural disasters are coming, but I still don't know the specific form of the disaster.
Flood? sky fire? plague? famine? eternal night? cold winter?
Jun Qianzi was silent for a long time, looked up at the blue sky, and murmured:
"There are people in the state of Qi who are worried about the collapse of the sky and the earth, who are sent by death, and those who waste sleep and food.
You said, if the sky collapses, can people still live? "
How could the sky fall?
Yao Jiu was puzzled. She has been lurking in Yu State for such a long time, and every issue of Neo-Confucianism publications is not behind, and the level of Neo-Confucianism may not be inferior to that of school students.
She knows that the sky is illusory and ethereal.
How can something without a substance collapse and destroy the world?
Yao Jiu wanted to ask again, but Jun Qianzi picked up an ant that had lost its way from the nest, and carried it to the garden chair to lie down.
"Sleep, sleep."
Muttering to himself, Jun Qianzi gradually fell asleep on the recliner, and the ant in his hand stopped crawling.
(end of this chapter)