Chapter 240 Humanity Luck

Chapter 240 Humanity Luck

Chapter 240 Humanity Luck
Although the Yang Gods of the thirty-six sects are not indistinguishable from ordinary people like those of the Sword Sect, they still have all the feelings that a living person should have.

Therefore, at this moment, Mou Zhenyuan felt that all the hairs on his body stood up, and the energy in his body was flowing wildly!

Because he could clearly feel that the thing staring at him... was not some wild monster from the sacred mountain!
He practiced the Juque School's method and worshipped the founder, Da Pi Zhenjun. However, this founder was once a true immortal and had the luck of humanity. And because he practiced the Minor Tribulation Sword Sutra, he could clearly tell that this thing also had luck... or in other words, he also had the luck of humanity!

After so many years as Yang Shen, he had fought many gods and monsters in Lingshan, but none of them made him feel so scared from the bottom of his heart like this thing now... It seemed as if it should not stay in the sea of ​​blood at the bottom of Lingshan, but should come from the upper sky!

Is it Jiang Jie? !
Jiang Jie really became an immortal! ?

Really become a real immortal! ?

Mou Zhenyuan’s first thought was to retreat!

But at this moment, that gaze seemed to nail his Yang Soul to Lingshan - at this moment, he felt that he could no longer feel his physical body in the Yang World. There was silence all around him, and the fog seemed to be stagnant. He seemed to be trapped in a cage, completely separated from this world!

Mou Zhenyuan immediately spoke up: "Is it... Master Jiang?! I am the junior Juque Sect Master Mou Zhenyuan——"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt that gaze disappear, and the voice filled his ears again.

When a person is in extreme fear and alertness, even the slightest change will be infinitely magnified in his consciousness, and this is the case with Mou Zhenyuan at this moment. As soon as he heard these voices, Mou Zhenyuan immediately breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and his first thought was, he is gone!
However, the next moment, he realized that what he heard was not the roar of the vengeful ghosts in the sacred mountain... It was also a roar, but not as shrill and mournful as the vengeful ghosts, as if it had condensed into a gust of wind. Instead, it was more like an unconscious cry, more like some kind of animal, and... stinky... stinky... fishy... bloody...

His consciousness quickly became blurred, and then he saw the scene in front of him - the world was no longer bright and colorful, but gray and blue. It seemed that he was no longer in Lingshan, but in... where?
There was mud all around and a tall object standing there. He couldn't recognize it, but his instinct told him that it was used to confine him and his companions... It should be called... a fence?
companion?

He saw his companions, crowded together beside him, looking like non-humans...humans? What are humans?
But... it was round, grayish white, and bulging. A name jumped out of his consciousness and was about to disappear, but Mou Zhenyuan tried hard to catch it... was it... was it... a pig?

He is a pig...

I am a pig... My companions and I were locked in a pigsty... He heard the screams around him getting louder, as if he had been submerged under water before. When the concept of "I am a pig" appeared in his mind, his consciousness seemed to quickly emerge from under the water, and everything around him, the reality, became vivid and real -

What he heard was the scream of his companion before he died!

Mou Zhenyuan raised his head and tried to look into the distance. A vague consciousness slowly emerged from his mind - this is... a... pigsty... it should be closed for a few... a few...

He wanted to say "a lot", but he didn't know how to say it. So he gave up the effort and thought about things outside the circle - slaughtering, slaughtering, something outside the circle holding a short and shiny object, stabbing its companion's neck... and human voices, many human voices, blood, picking, bargaining, hot meat...

Pigs... pig sty... pig market...

Mou Zhenyuan had never felt so tired before. He was so tired that he didn't want to think about anything else. He just wanted to... smell the stench around him, feel the soft mud under his hooves, and lie down in it. It would be much more comfortable than now. If he rolled over... rolled over... this thought made him feel that the world around him was more vivid and real. He almost gave up thinking and was content with the present... No, originally, I was originally a...

One head...

With this thought in mind, he had already laid down in the black mud of the pigsty. But it was not as comfortable as he expected, or rather, his skin felt comforted, but something in his heart was fermenting violently, growing bigger and bigger, and finally bursting out -

The energy was circulating like crazy, and a ray of clarity appeared. Mou Zhenyuan grasped the thought at this moment - I am not a pig! I am a human! I am Mou Zhenyuan! The master of Juque Sect!

He suddenly pulled himself back, saw the sea of ​​blood again, heard the screams of resentful ghosts again, and returned to Lingshan!
The gaze was still there, but it had become much weaker than before. Mou Zhenyuan felt that if this gaze was like a grasp, it would be like a person who had just used up all his strength and now felt his hands were sore and weak, unable to exert any strength anymore - the thing staring at him was like it had lost its strength.

But he didn't feel the slightest bit of surprise, instead he felt several times more fear than before -

His own Yang Spirit had just been forcibly thrown into reincarnation by this thing with unimaginable magical powers, and was reborn into the body of a beast to be slaughtered!

Did Jiang Jie receive the human destiny of Emperor Donghuang Taiyi, and also receive the authority of the reincarnation of the Netherworld Mother Earth in the destiny? !
He immediately said: "Master Jiang——"

At the same time, his physical body in the present world spoke: "Your master is——"

Li Wuxiang was still standing in front of him, with a faint smile on his face. But whether it was Mou Zhenyuan's physical body or Kong Xuan in the pavilion, they all felt that the smile on his face was not a rampant or complacent smile, but a very calm and peaceful smile, as if what he said was not a big deal -

"My master received the human destiny of Emperor Taiyi. Sect Master Mou, you wanted to learn from my Small Tribulation Sword Sutra, but my master told me that maybe Sect Master Mou really wanted to learn from me? He wanted to see if there was anything wrong with the Small Tribulation Sword Sutra he practiced. My master also said that since you, the Juque Sect, worship your own ancestor instead of Taiyi, there is still a difference after all, so -" He shook the piece of paper between his fingers, "Master asked me to learn from the Thirty-Six Sects' methods as well. He also said that people should not be too ambitious, and the Thirty-Six Sects' methods also have their own unique features, such as the Ranshan Talisman Technique - how did Sect Master Mou learn from it?"

Kong Xuan slightly widened his eyes, looked at Li Wuxiang, and then stared at Mou Zhenyuan.

She was also a Yang God, and when Mou Zhenyuan felt something was wrong just now, she also separated her Yang God to take a look at the sacred mountain. However, she was not as brave as Mou Zhenyuan, so she only separated her mind and took a quick look.

But with just this one glance, she immediately felt the extremely terrifying aura and stepped back immediately.

And when she looked at Mou Zhenyuan just now... she saw the three flowers on his head!
Regardless of whether it is the Sword Sect or the Thirty-Six Sects, once one has cultivated to the realm of Yang God, he can be called a "real person" - the three flowers on the top of the head are solid, and he already has the appearance of a celestial being. However, due to the limitations of the world's luck today, he cannot go further and ascend to become an immortal.

The three flowers are actually the human flower, the earth flower, and the sky flower, which correspond to the three souls of human, earth, and sky.

But just three breaths ago, Kong Xuan saw that Mou Zhenyuan's "ceiling" seemed to have withered!
It suddenly lost its brilliance and disappeared from the top of its head, as if it was no longer in this world - although it only lasted for a short three breaths, and now it has come back again, but the brilliance has faded... and there are signs of decay!

Mou Zhenyuan fought with the master mentioned by Li Wuxiang in Lingshan! ?

The smallpox should represent his Yang Shen...his Yang Shen was almost destroyed just now! ?

She was horrified and frightened when she saw that the arrogance on Mou Zhenyuan's face had completely disappeared. After hearing what Li Wuxiang said, he actually said, "Daoyou, you said you used the Ranshan Talisman Technique, but it was Master Jiang Zhenren who did it. What kind of Ranshan Talisman Technique is this?"

Kong Xuan exclaimed in his heart - Jiang Jie really became an immortal! ?

And what Mou Zhenyuan said... was a sign of weakness? !

Li Wuxiang smiled again and said, "Master Mou, what you said is not right. When the six disciples of the Xuan Sect feel that they are defeated in a fight, they will ask their great emperor's true spirit to descend into the world. Isn't this their method?"

Then he put away his smile and said, "Don't forget, Xuanjiao was also the Taiyi lineage. During the great war three thousand years ago, the disciples of Taiyi Sect also invited the ancestor Donghuang Taiyi. So, Sect Master Mou, you want to learn from me? I will teach you the methods of Taiyi Sect. That was just the first move, Sect Master Mou, do you want to take the second move?"

Mou Zhenyuan was about to speak when his face changed the next moment - the Yang God and the deity were two in one. The Yang God had his own thoughts, and the deity had its own thoughts, but in fact, they were completely one person, more like this person had two bodies and two thoughts at the same time.

However, from just now until now, he felt like his Yang Shen was lost - he knew what happened over at Lingshan, but he couldn't take back his Yang Shen, so he could only be exposed to the blood mist and that terrifying gaze of Lingshan... It felt as if a person's hand was stuck in the darkness outside the door, and he also knew that in the darkness, there were ferocious and brutal beasts spying, ready to pounce on him and devour his flesh at any time!

Just now, his Yang Soul was forcibly thrown into the reincarnation cycle, and it was only through the subtle connection between this Yang world body and it that he was barely pulled back. At this moment, he already felt that his Lingshan incarnation was extremely weak, and he was afraid that it was not much stronger than the Yin Soul of the Nascent Soul.

But just after Li Wuxiang said this - just when he was about to send out his flying sword to destroy Li Wuxiang's earthly body...

His original consciousness suddenly became dazed, as if a hand in the Lingshan Mountain grabbed his Yang Shen and wanted to pull him in!
Then he found that the scene before his eyes had changed again!

Crying! Deafening crying! It erupted powerfully from his own body cavity, making his head numb. He immediately realized that he...

He himself... fear, grievance, unknown... He tried to open his eyes wide, but he couldn't see clearly... He could only see two blurry faces in front of him, but it was better than the last life... The last life? What was the last life?
...It was worse than in the last life! In the last life, he could still see everything around him clearly, but now the whole world seemed blurry and black and white in his eyes.

He seemed to be unable to hear any sound...Except for his own crying, everything was blurry and chaotic. He had to try very hard to distinguish the words spoken by the two faces in front of him with his mind that seemed to be about to lose consciousness.

"...Another... girl... Oh... What else can I do..."

"...No...there is no way out in the basin...if it were someone else's..."

I am...human!

This time, Mou Zhenyuan felt that his mind was much clearer than the last time. Thoughts flashed through his mind like flashes of light and darkness. He tried hard to grasp them and realized that he was still a human being. However...

Baby!

Baby girl!

I was forced into the cycle of reincarnation again!

He had the experience of the last time, and immediately, like a person whose mind was confused due to extreme sleepiness, he tried to grasp the fleeting thoughts and flashes in his mind, trying to pull himself back like last time.

But I found it difficult...too difficult!

Because he is in human form now!

When his Yang Spirit was forcibly reborn in the body of an animal, it was as if it was forced into a box of the wrong size, and it would always come out instinctively.

However, he was in human form at this time, as if this body was compatible with his Yang Shen, and the struggling thoughts in his mind were just a slight discomfort between the form and this body - so a lazy and comfortable feeling began to erode his mind bit by bit, and Mou Zhenyuan wanted to shout in his heart -

"I am the leader of Juque Sect! A Yangshen cultivator!"

However, as soon as the words came out, they turned into a loud cry!

The crying made his head numb and his consciousness sink. Gradually, he felt that he had adapted to this numbness and chaos. He felt that he was tired of crying and wanted to fall asleep. But he also felt that there were already many regrets in his life. If he could live his life again, it might not be a bad thing... bad...

So he really fell asleep.

So, Kong Xuan widened his eyes at this moment, and saw the "human flower" among the three flowers on Mou Zhenyuan's head - the light converged, suddenly wilted, and finally turned into an invisible golden spot... withered and died!
As soon as the human flower withered, Mou Zhenyuan stood there in a daze, with a look of stupidity and confusion on his face, as if this body had become a walking corpse and was empty inside.

At this point, Kong Xuan could no longer hold back and whispered, "Senior Brother Mou... Senior Brother Mou!?"

Mou Zhenyuan's eyes then blurred and he came back to his senses all of a sudden. It must be that his yang soul was returning from Lingshan and back to his body.

But now, Kong Xuan felt his heart grow colder - the human flower on Mou Zhenyuan's head had completely dissipated, the remaining ground flower was normal, the ceiling flower was dim, and the two flowers also dispersed into a golden light after a moment. Although they did not completely dissipate, they rotated slightly above his head and split into three again, but they had become three blurry balls of golden light...

Mou Zhenyuan, the Juque Sect Master who is at the Yangshen realm...

The "master" mentioned by Li Wuxiang stripped him of his human flower and sent him back to the Nascent Soul stage!

(End of this chapter)