"..."
Zhao Chensi couldn't help but want to curse when he saw Wang Mang nonchalantly throwing the blame for Qin Mian's escape on his head.
But he also knew very well that he couldn't blame the other party at all, because in that moment of confrontation, he saw a lot of things that he would never notice at ordinary times.
Not only was his reaction several beats slower than Wang Mang's, but his combat consciousness was not at the same level at all.
Changing places, if it was not Wang Mang who rushed forward but himself, I am afraid that the immortal chop that Qin Mian struck directly on his head would be enough to split his head open, and he would probably be the only one who died in the end.
"Forget it..." Zhao Chensi shook his head, and then his attention was attracted by the severed arm and the bloody sword in Wang Mang's hand: "Isn't this the same sword in Changsheng Village before..."
"Immortal Slash." The golden electric light wrapped around his hand was lightly touched by Wang Mang on the back of the sword, and then transferred to the bloody sword. Sealed, "A weapon that can be used to cut off immortality and allow those who have achieved immortality to embrace death again. Unexpectedly, Taoist Xuanjun's sword ended up in his hands..."
"Xuanjun..." Zhao Chensi showed a thoughtful expression when he heard this familiar name, "Do you know that Xuanjun?"
To a certain extent, the fact that he can continue to live like this after the incident in Changsheng Village can be regarded as indirectly caused by Xuanjun, so naturally he is very curious about this mysterious existence.
"A legend among our undead group." Wang Mang gently tapped the back of the Immortal Slash sword to make a crisp knocking sound, and continuously injected golden electric light to strengthen the seal. "It is said that he is the oldest group of undead. Witness It has lived through the era of prosperity in the Age of Gods, experienced great catastrophes, and personally led the undead army to shoot down the gods twice.”
"But when the Age of Gods was cut off, he suddenly gave up everything, his status, reputation, and the power to control the undead army. He left behind the words that he wanted to find the time of death and a way to end immortality, and left with his sword. Already..."
"Isn't this sword capable of cutting off immortality?" Zhao Chensi immediately discovered his blind spot, "The way to cut off immortality is in his hand, so what else can he look for..."
"..." Wang Mang was obviously choked by his words: "Think about what happened to those villagers in Changsheng Village who pursued immortality in the end?"
Various memories from the past appeared before Zhao Chensi's eyes: "Something similar to smoke or mist..."
"Those are ashes. One of the evil methods of immortality explored by people who study the taboo of immortality. Even if one's own fire of life has burned out, he can still survive, but he will long for the fireless ashes of other people's flames of life. This If the seed is not dead, it cannot be cut off by Xuanjun's sword alone."
Seeing that Zhao Chen had not interrupted, Wang Mang continued to explain patiently: "When limited life becomes a shackle, there will always be people who explore the taboo of immortality, so the evil method of immortality will appear in every era. The evil method of immortality completed by raising undead insects. , the undead evil method that has no ashes from fire, the undead evil method that gnaws at the flesh and blood of undead people, there are too many strange and strange undead evil methods that have emerged in the long era..."
"At first, these evil methods of immortality do not seem to have any harm. Only after trying them personally and spending a long time, the disadvantages hidden in the evil methods of immortality will gradually become apparent."
"Orthodox undead people will gradually lose their goals, ideals and emotions and turn into living corpses as time goes by. Those who seek the evil method of immortality will not be spared."
"Those who raise undead bugs in their bodies will have their consciousness replaced by the undead bugs; those who turn themselves into fireless ashes will turn others into ashes, and their consciousness will inevitably merge into a new consciousness, and they will taste the pain of physical separation for eternity. "Those who devour the flesh and blood of immortals will inevitably face the problem of physical corruption and decay; there are also life-stealing secrets and time-stealers..."
As if he was showing off his knowledge, Wang Mang listed the dangers of more than a dozen kinds of immortal evil spells. It was not until Zhao Chensi was overwhelmed by what he heard that he turned back to the topic.
"In short, we suspect that the way to end immortality is not only how to end the eternal life of the undead who will not die even after turning into a living corpse, but also how to completely eliminate the emergence of the evil law of immortality..."
"In the final analysis, this sword may be just a failed attempt by Xuanjun..." The seal was gradually completed, and patterns composed of small golden runes were imprinted on the sword, suppressing the strong blood energy that emerged. Wang Mang used his fingers to He tapped the sealed Immortal Slash, then threw it to Zhao Chensi: "The seal is completed, come on, take it!"
Zhao Chensi hurriedly caught the long sword that was bouncing around in his hand as if he was performing an acrobatics. When he looked up at Wang Mang angrily, he found that this guy was still smiling at him.
"Anyway, this sword is not of much use to me. This Immortal Slash does have the concept of giving death and killing the undead. It has an excellent killing effect against the undead born from the evil magic of undeath. But if you use it Killing orthodox immortals is still not enough." Faced with Zhao Chensi's glare, he spread his hands helplessly and explained, "Otherwise, Xuanjun wouldn't have to try to find the time of death and the method of severing immortality..."
"And...even psykers are not immune to the power of Immortal Slash. If used properly, your revenge is not far away."
With Wang Mang's casual reminder echoing in his ears, Zhao Chensi looked at the Immortal Slash in his hand and fell into deep thought.
…………
In the boundless space of consciousness.
Wu Ming drifted boredly in this void filled with countless memory scenes.
Although these memories are vast and complex, after being filtered through the mental filter, the memories left here have been stripped of reality and his own emotions in advance. For him, there is no danger of dissolving his personality.
These memories are like autobiographical movies, automatically playing in the space of consciousness, but what makes him feel miserable is that, judging from the rules and experiences summarized in the current exploration, only the memories that he has visited from beginning to end can It will be completely digested and absorbed and become part of his knowledge.
In other words, he may only be able to wake up after he has watched all the 'movies'...
A white and slender one pierced through the layers of darkness, and picked up Wu Ming, who was in a state of consciousness, with no body or limbs, like a ball.
At the same time, two familiar-sounding voices began to echo in the boundless space of consciousness.
"You brat! If you don't give me face to wake up, I will wake you up with a mace!"
"Stop! Do you want to kill the manager?"
