Chapter 315 The Pain of Marrow Washing
Chapter 315 The Pain of Marrow Washing
A majestic voice came from above:
"please!"
A green light flashed, and a huge bone-like object fell directly towards the ancient bronze tripod.
The scholar was not at all panicked, with a hint of sinister power glittering on his face. He bowed to the sword light from afar and said, "Master, rest assured. I, Yan, will definitely live up to your trust!"
"it is good!"
The sword light disappeared, and the surroundings immediately fell into darkness.
The only thing with a faint green flame was the tip of the pen in the scholar's hand.
The tip of the pen was like a sharp blade, carrying the scholar named Yan up and directly piercing the fallen bone-like thing.
Du Fang immediately smelled an extremely fishy odor at the tip of his nose, a smell that was so foul that it could not be described.
If his body had not been restrained, he would have vomited out of disgust.
He was very familiar with that thing. It was the human spine that the evil cultivators at the foot of Lingxiao Mountain had obtained, and it had this taste when it was refined.
What he couldn't understand was how this flesh and blood giant was made and why a wooden house was built inside its belly.
When Du Fang looked over.
The scholar's pen tip had already pierced into the huge spine.
Dark green pus immediately flowed out from the spine.
This brush was like a magic tool, and it began to drain. The huge amount of spinal pus flowed down along the brush body and directly into the ancient bronze tripod.
As the emerald green liquid gradually filled the huge bronze tripod, the giant's spine, which was almost as thick as a bucket, seemed to weather and disappeared into the air.
Du Fang looked at the emerald green liquid.
Suddenly I felt a little cold on my back.
He remembered the Ghost Emperor's physique when he was alive - spiritual bones and jade marrow.
What was this evil scholar trying to do? Was he going to take the chalcedony from his body and use it to replace the bones of the beautiful naked woman across from him?
He guessed right.
really--
The ghost fire from the scholar's pen tip fell on the water surface and began to burn slowly. The emerald green liquid shone with a lustrous luster and had a fishy and unpleasant smell.
These liquids are like nutrients for the burning flames.
The scholar's expression began to get nervous, and sweat slowly seeped out of his forehead. Obviously, this big operation just now had exhausted his physical and spiritual energy.
What Du Fang didn't expect was...
The scholar suddenly strode forward, picked up the naked woman with both hands, and placed her neatly into the bronze tripod.
And as if he was afraid that she was breathing, he pressed her head into the liquid with his hands.
Countless strands of black hair were floating on the emerald green liquid.
Du Fang suddenly felt like vomiting.
He had never seen such a disgusting and evil method.
He opened his eyes wide and saw the scholar's face reflected in the dim green light, looking strange and terrifying.
He walked slowly to Du Fang and said softly:
"Are you willing to become a slave of God and serve him for the rest of your life?"
"I don't want to!"
"I don't want to!"
Du Fang struggled desperately and shook his head desperately.
In his consciousness, his body was shaking violently, but his head actually nodded slightly, as if someone was controlling his body.
Even the mouth that had been unable to open for a long time actually uttered a sentence:
"As long as you let my Ye family members go, I'm willing!"
As he said this, a tear actually flowed from the corner of his eye.
When he felt the dampness, Du Fang finally understood that this body was no longer his own, but the body of Ye Liushuang, the former Ghost Emperor and later the Underworld Emperor.
The scholar nodded with satisfaction, and even smiled slightly, saying softly:
"Yes! I promise you, everything will be as you wish!"
At the same time, a pair of rough big hands reached up and covered his eyes.
In the darkness, Du Fang felt his body being picked up.
He put it into the liquid, which was warm and smooth, like a girl's skin, but he knew very well that it was the disgusting pus in the ancient tripod.
When all the liquid began to flow into his mouth, nose, and other orifices, Du Fang's blood vessels felt like they were being burned by fire. The severe pain made him faint completely.
at the same time.
offstage.
A little girl and Bai Zhi were sitting in the audience.
The stage is very small.
The little girl's expression didn't fluctuate at all.
When Bai Zhi saw Du Fang being thrown into the bronze tripod, she suddenly screamed and immediately turned around and asked:
"What is this going to do?"
“This is marrow cleansing!”
Bai Zhi's body suddenly trembled. Everything on the stage was too real, it didn't seem like acting at all. She saw clearly that Du Fang's body was being pulled up by countless thin threads.
These thin threads looked transparent at first, but after being inserted into the body, they seemed to have souls and came alive like insects.
It began to wriggle into the flesh and then into the skeleton.
She saw Du Fang's body bent like a steamed and fried shrimp because of the severe pain.
When the worm-like silk threads began to turn red, Du Fang's whole body began to tremble in pain.
But no sound came out of his mouth.
The intense pain was like a poisonous insect that suddenly bit Baizhi's heart.
Bai Zhi couldn't help biting her lip: "This... this isn't acting, this is real!"
"Yes, it's true, Miss Bai!"
The little girl slowly stood up, and her face began to change in front of Bai Zhi. In the blink of an eye, the young girl turned into a woman.
A beautiful, calm woman with deep eyes.
The mature charm is revealed on her face and body.
"You...you guys, are you..."
Looking at the changes in front of her, Bai Zhi suddenly seemed to understand something. She immediately stepped back, holding Mo Hen's sword across her chest, her face furious.
Unexpectedly, the woman was very calm. She just waved her hand and said very calmly:
"Yes, you guessed it right!"
Bai Zhi gritted her teeth and said, "You really don't have good intentions. You are not Ye Liushuang's maid!"
"Ghost Emperor Ye Liushuang has long been dead. This is just her burial place! You are not from the Spirit Ghost Clan!"
Unexpectedly, the woman remained calm. She simply smoothed down her long, smooth hair and whispered, "You've guessed wrong. The Ghost Emperor is indeed dead. When Sister Liu Shuang was suppressed by the three immortal artifacts of the Changsheng Emperor, her body dissipated. All that remains in this world is the echo of her divine thoughts!"
"These divine thoughts exist in the Holy Fire Red Lotus, circulating in the world for ten thousand years!"
"What about the spirit of destiny? Is it also the remnant of the true god separated from the red lotus?" Bai Zhi couldn't help but ask.
"The red lotus is the fire of thought, and the spirit of destiny is the wick. This immortal weapon has been circulating since 13,000 years ago, when the Spirit Ghost Clan was destroyed. Your Majesty has been searching for her successor since the moment she died!"
"successor?"
"Yes!" The woman smiled again.
"The founding master of your Longyuan Sword Sect, Li Qinghua, oh, my name should be Bai Qingyu, is the second successor chosen by His Majesty!"
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