Chapter 119: life experience

　　　　 Lan Ruoshuang was mocked for no reason by the hook pig. As soon as he raised his chin and stared at him, he was about to attack, and suddenly heard a mosquito-like cry:
　　 "Sister sister, spare your brother's life!"
　　 She took a closer look, but it was Yin Wanzhen's soul, who was kneeling in front of him at this time.
　　The soul is invisible, let alone speaking. Once you leave the body, you will be swept away by karma, and you will involuntarily enter the cycle of karma, and you will be reincarnated in only seven or forty-nine days.
　　 But at this time, Yin Wanzhen's soul was enveloped by the profound Yin Qi on the Soul Wound Sword, transforming into Qi, but a ghost appeared.
　　 This phantom is the same as before his death, with a thin face, two beards, and a gray robe, but the blazing sun sword on his back has disappeared without a trace.
　　 This sword, even in the Xuanmen Spirit Sword, was a peerless sword, but it was a pity that under his anger, he blew himself up with his body. If you want to re-refining in the future, you will have to go to the ground to find the blazing sun and fiery fern, which is really hard to compare.
　　 Yin Wanzhen's eyes had long lost his previous spirit. Since the same death cannot be done, his determination to die has disappeared without a trace.
　　 Being detained in the Soul Wound Sword will not die, and can even continue to practice in the Soul Wound Sword.
　　 It’s just that there are some evil spirits and evil spirits, even if they enter the Soul Injury Sword, they will disturb the world, so the Soul Injury Sword will clean their memories and let them repair from scratch.
Yin Wanzhen has been practicing Taoism for decades. Although his energy and blood disappeared without a trace, he was reluctant to bear his many years of practicing martial arts, manipulating magic weapons, familiarity with the sophistication of the Xuanmen rivers and lakes, and unwavering steadfastness in the longevity road. Throw away things.
　　 Besides, there is no memory. Even if you can continue to live, is it still yourself? What is the difference between entering reincarnation, drinking Mengpo soup, and reincarnating?
　　 Now Lan Ruoshuang is the master of Soul Injury Sword. Whether his memory is retained or not is between the woman's thoughts. If this woman is angry, it is possible to pull his soul out and let him go to reincarnation again.
　　 Now he can only count on Lan Ruoshuang's kindness to save himself. In the future, if you continue to practice in this Soul Injury Sword, the way of longevity is not completely cut off.
"Tsk tsk," Lan Ruoshuang looked irritable, "Senior brother said so, how can the slave family bear it. It's not about brother's life." Lan Ruoshuang said here with a strange smile, "The world is prosperous, but a dream That's it. Senior brother don't want to wake up?" After talking about her mind, she seemed to be about to enter the Soul Wound Sword to clean Yin Wanzhen's memory.
　　 Lan Ruoshuang is always vicious, and she is even more afraid of others' revenge. How could a scheming guy like Yin Wanzhen leave the chance of being counterattacked?
　　 Yin Wanzhen was startled, he squashed his head twice, and said quickly: "Brother has something very important to tell her sister, in exchange for keeping these decades of obsession."
　　 "Oh?" Lan Ruoshuang showed a little interest, "It depends on how important you are, brother."
　　 Yin Wanzhen quickly knocked his head again and glanced at the hook pig next to him, seemingly inconvenient to speak.
　　 Gouzhu immediately understood what he meant, smiled, and said: "You say yours, I just don't listen." After that, the Medusa sword was on his shoulders, and he walked in the direction of death.
　　 He knew that Yin Wanzhen, who blew himself up, had no physical body, only a little soul remained. Even mortals could do nothing, and there was no threat to Lan Ruoshuang.
Yin Wanzhen no longer has the ability to transmit sound. He can only fly the phantom to Lan Ruoshuang's ear, and whispered in a whisper that only she can hear: "Junior sister, would you like to know your own life experience? Who are your parents? How did you get sold into the brothel and taste the suffering of the world for more than ten years?"
　　 Before he finished speaking, Lan Ruoshuang's face had changed.
　　 Everyone in the world has parents, but her memory is completely blank. It seems that she was born in a brothel, and her only elder is the fierce old bustard. This has also made her wonder, what is this?
　　 But she really can't find out the truth. She has never left the brothel since she has the memory. Until the previous year, he escaped from the dead and came to the Jade Palace again.
　　 She can only regard these as heaven's arrangements. The arrangement of heaven is irreversible.
　　 The dynasty is Tianxia Lang, and the evening ascends to the emperor hall. Life is inherently impermanent. She was born as a chicken, and now she has become a fairy girl that everyone admires, why bother to entangle with God?
　　 But if someone tells her, all this is not an arrangement of heaven, it is all deliberately designed by someone...
　　 How can she continue to be calm?
　　 She forcibly resisted the violent mood swings and nodded slightly, but her words were a little confused: "If what you said is true, of course I can spare you."
Yin Wanzhen hurriedly knelt down and said, "Whether it is true or not, Junior Sister can naturally verify it. But there is a half of the truth. Senior Brother's soul is in the sword and is left to be handled by Junior Sister. But I don't know much, I can only know everything That's it."
　　 "Okay," Lan Ruoshuang replied coldly, "You said."
　　 Yin Wanzhen whispered a story.
As early as forty years ago, the ancient clan of Yuntian City received top-secret news that the long-lost killings were actually hidden in the second floor of the Jade Palace’s Chuan Pagoda and were guarded by a Yuanying great demon Wen Ruxue. .
　　 Gu Wentian was sent to the Cuiyu Palace, the native-dominated Xuanmen monasticism, as the respect of Yao people, probably for this reason. It's just that even with the strength of the ancient clan, it is impossible to be an opponent of Yuanying Demon Cultivation. They want to rob and kill, it is totally impossible.
　　 But the ancients were good at planning. Someone calculated that Wen Ruxue's 500-year disaster was approaching, about 40 years later. At that time, someone who should be catastrophic entered into the Palace of the Extreme Nether with an extremely pure body of bitter cold, triggering the disaster of the Extreme Nether Grass Demon. This is the only time to take the opportunity to seize the killing.
　　 One of the key steps is to find the person who has the poison of bitter cold.
　　 The snow clan was completely wiped out five hundred years ago, and no one has survived. Someone from the Gu family inquired about the archives recorded by the government, and found the Wen clan in Ancheng Mansion, Yuzhou, who was a descendant of the Xue clan, but none of them possessed a bitter cold poison body.
　　Even the Snow Race five hundred years ago, not everyone has the bitter cold poison body. Most of the people who have this body are snow monks. The reason is not that there is any difference in the bloodline, but that the bitter cold poison mother does not have the bloodline inheritance.
　　The so-called bitter cold, there is no cold without suffering. If you are born with good times and suffer in your heart, the bitter cold and poisonous mother will naturally not grow. This bitter cold and poisonous mother can only grow in the body when he has lived in a harsh environment since he was a child, experienced the sadness of the world, and tasted the suffering of the world.
　　The monks in the Snow Clan are all cultivated since childhood and grow up under extremely harsh environments. The more bitter you endure from the state of caution, the more pure the bitter and cold poison body will grow up.
　　 More than twenty years ago, the Gu family took a fancy to Wen Qiao’s wife. It was not that the lady had hope of nurturing, but that there was a fetus about to be born in her womb.
　　 If this fetus can be obtained and sent to grow up in an extremely miserable environment, the bitter cold poison body obtained will be the purest, and it will be the most capable of triggering the wind and fire of the extremely dark grass demon.
　　 At this time, Gu Wentian, who had cultivated a small town at the time, led his disciples and a group of ancient people in charge. The reason why Yin Wanzhen knew it was because he was also a in this plan.
　　 Gu Wentian did the matter extremely cleanly. Wen's family was over fifty, all of them suffocated in their sleep. Then set fire to the house. The fire spread to the entire street and burned for one night or two days, and countless people died from the fire.
　　The Ancheng fire was well-known in the world. The Wen family was gone, but there was still a one-year-old baby girl who survived. Few people knew about it.
　　 This girl has to endure hardship, and Gu Wentian also did it very simply. Spend some money to give her to the brothel, and take care of the old bustard. This kind of care is the opposite: this girl must suffer from childhood. The more you suffer, the better-but you can never die. If you die, you are the only one to ask.
　　 In fact, the reason why Lan Ruoshuang lived to be fifteen was the result of some people taking care of him. But the misery of these fifteen years can be imagined.
　　 When she was a little older, she was naturally connected to the Cuiyu Palace to practice the Taoism, and then she became Gu Wentian's named disciple. In this way, the subsequent plan will be logical.
　　 This plan has been more than forty years since Gu Wentian entered the Jade Palace. Forty years of planning. But forty years is only a brief moment for a millennium family.
　　 The No. 1 prominent family in the world, with the surname Hao, has ruled the land of Shenzhou for thousands of years. The ancient clan of Yuntian City has slowly risen in these thousand years.
　　 Although the personal life span is not long, three to five hundred years is almost the limit, but with the care of the family, it is said that reincarnations may have the opportunity to rebirth and start over. In this way, there will be countless lifespans.
　　 As long as it can be killed, this family might be able to rise to the same level as the four great families.
　　 After Yin Wan finished speaking slowly, Lan Ruoshuang was still in shock. Her mind seemed to be full of the suffocating horror when the whole family was killed.
　　 "Needless to say," Lan Ruoshuang waved his hand, "I will leave your memory."
　　 Yin Wanzhen was relieved, he banged his head a few more quickly, then turned into a plume of blue smoke, and quickly entered the Soul Wound Sword.
　　 The only thing he needs right now is to practice in the Soul Wound Sword obediently. Only if his value is still ~EbookFREE.me~ Lan Ruoshuang will not obliterate his memory.
　　 Lan Ruoshuang slowly woke up from the shock, and his heart still writhed with almost endless hatred.
　　 She has a father and a mother. Like all normal mortals, she could have stayed at home obediently, grew up, married, gave birth, became old, and died. Then she can enjoy the most ordinary human sorrows and joys, although not vigorous, but also peaceful and sweet.
　　 But everything was completely ruined when she was born!
　　 There is absolutely no need to live in the muddy water at birth, and be scorned, humiliated, and ravaged by everyone, just for the bitter cold body of the ghost! It was just for the Gu family and her ambition that she didn't want to do!
　　 She hates Gu Wentian! Hate the ancient people! Hate all families! Hate the destiny arranged by heaven!
　　 Lan Ruoshuang stuck the Soul Injury Sword on the ground, glaring at the sky without worshiping. This day is not a real sky, but a fake sky in this fairy tree, only thick clouds in the vast night, and endless wind and snow. Lan Ruoshuangyu gripped the blade of the Soul Injury Sword in his hand, bit his white teeth tightly, tears streaming down his face, and said bitterly:
"I, Lan Ruoshuang, swear here: If I cannot punish the entire ancient clan of Yuntian City in this life, and forever end his descendants, I will neither live forever nor enter the cycle of reincarnation. The ancients are endless, and I will hate it! From now on, I will not live forever, nor immortal way, but only the way of vengeance. If people stop me, I kill; the sky blocks me, I destroy the sky!"
　　 She held the sword blade in her hand, she used too much force and cut her palm long ago. The blood flowed out and penetrated into the ice-blue dagger, and the transparent sword body was gradually stained with this blood. It's just that red and blue don't blend together. The color was like a ball of flames, constantly wandering in the sword, as if a trapped beast, bumping around, but still unable to get it.