All the tricks have been exhausted, and the chess piece is just one move away.
If this was not the realm of things and myself, the outcome would still have to be decided. Unfortunately, the blue-faced ghost had already taken advantage of the situation and ultimately defeated the humans and humans.
Wufan has exhausted all his resources, and for a while there is no countermeasure. The only thing that can reverse the situation is the coming of a miracle...
But a miracle is a miracle after all. How can one follow one's will? Just when Wu Fan had this thought, he felt his skin tremble all over his body. He lowered his head and took a look, and saw that there were countless wounds on his exposed skin that were difficult to detect with the naked eye!
The strange thing was that although he was covered with scars, he didn't feel any pain at all. Only the feeling of weakness was like the crashing waves on the shore, pushing him up and down.
Wu Fan was in shock, but suddenly he felt a flash of light in front of his eyes, and saw thousands of threads coming towards him. He was about to dodge to the side, but found that he could no longer move. As the flesh beat again, the number of holes doubled.
"What's going on..." Wu Fan could clearly feel a little more weak on his body, and his eyes were a little dark, but his body was as stiff as a stone.
"Hehehe...boy! I have coated the silk thread with soul-condensing poison, so you don't have to worry about the soul dissipating. Just wait quietly to be swallowed up in fear..." the blue-faced ghost said with a smile.
"I...I'm not afraid of you..." Compared with physical pain, mental pressure is often more difficult to bear. As the soul-condensing poison becomes more and more powerful, countless memory fragments begin to circulate crazily in Wufan. His mind was churning, giving him a splitting headache.
Guilt, emptiness, decadence, loneliness, anger, depression, pain, irritability, regret...all kinds of negative emotions rushed in and out of Wufan's seven orifices, suppressing him until he could not breathe, and his emotions were on the verge of collapse.
Just when Wu Fan was tortured beyond human form and about to lose his soul, he suddenly heard a hissing sound coming from beside him, and then the blue-faced ghost screamed.
"Who are you? Why can you break through King Yishan's realm of things and me?"
But the blue-faced ghost's exclamation didn't last long before it was replaced by a scream.
In his daze, Wu Fan vaguely saw a figure coming to him, reaching out to grab him...
…
"Who?" Wu Fan suddenly became energetic, stretched out his hand to grab the person in front of him, and then heard a cry of pain.
"Ouch, senior, your lord is awake, your lord is awake..."
Wu Fan took a closer look and saw that the guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes in front of him looked familiar: "Have we met somewhere?"
The man with thick eyebrows nodded repeatedly: "I am fortunate enough to be taught by adults in the restaurant. I didn't expect that adults would still remember me..."
"That's it..." Wu Fan recalled for a moment, but he also found some clues in his vague memory. He nodded slightly and let go of the man: "I'm not an adult, you don't have to be so polite, just call me by my name." Wu Fan'Okay..."
"Okay, Wu Fan...brother." This person still felt that it was inappropriate to call him by his first name, so he added a suffix without authorization. When he saw Wu Fan, he was about to stand up. The thick-browed man quickly stepped forward to help him up.
"This... friend, where is this place?" Wu Fan took a look at his surroundings and realized that this was no longer the realm of things and me. He felt confused and asked.
"Brother Wu Fan, my younger brother's name is Zhao Xiaozhong. You'd better call me Azhong." The thick-browed man replied hastily, and then continued: "This is..."
"What?"
Before the man with thick eyebrows finished speaking, he saw the expression of the man in front of him change, and he looked at himself up and down, which made him very uneasy.
"Brother Wufan, are you okay?" The man who called himself Azhong asked cautiously.
Wu Fan took a closer look at this person, but found that this person was very different from the person in his memory, both in body shape and appearance.
"You said your name is Zhao Xiaozhong?"
"Yes, it is."
"But filial piety is filial piety, loyalty is loyalty."
"Brother is right..." Azhong felt strange in his heart, but he didn't dare to ask any more questions.
"The world is full of wonders, and it's not uncommon to have the same name. Maybe I'm just overthinking it..." Wu Fan murmured to himself.
"Xiao Chong, oh, Azhong..." Wu Fan still felt very awkward and hurriedly changed his words: "What place did you say this is just now?"
"Back to brother, I heard from seniors that this is the ninth stream..." Azhong said honestly without thinking about it any more.
"Jiu Liu?" Wu Fan frowned, wondering why he had never heard of this name since he had been in Fengdu for a few years. "A Zhong, I don't know who the senior you are talking about is..."
"It's me." Before Azhong could speak, an old man walked in from outside the door, "You kid really can't bear to wake up! Tell me...how do you feel now?"
When Wu Fan heard this, he pinched his body and found that the hidden wounds on his body had completely disappeared, and his body surface was so intact!
"Thank you, senior, for saving your life!" Wu Fan hurriedly stepped forward and saluted.
"It's just a matter of following the current, with a little effort." The old man didn't care, but placed the black pot in front of Wu Fan and said calmly: "Drink it."
Wu Fan took a look and saw that there was a thick substance in the black pot, and the smell was unflattering: "Senior, what is this..."
"Whatever it is, it's harmless to you anyway." The old man didn't explain anything, he just nuzzled his lips towards the black pot.
Although Wu Fan didn't know the identity of the old man in front of him, he also knew that this man would not go to great lengths to revive himself and then frame him again. It's just that the stuff in this pot looks like a pile of mud, which is really hard to swallow.
"Brother, senior has almost consumed most of the herbs in the courtyard for this thing, so there shouldn't be any harm!" Azhong persuaded from the side, "Apart from the fact that it looks disgusting..."
"You're talking nonsense! We don't need you here anymore, get out of here!" After hearing the first half of the sentence, the old man still smiled, but when the second half came out, the old man became extremely angry.
Azhong shrank his neck, turned and left with a sneer.
Wu Fan thought that since he was going to "get stabbed" anyway, he might as well just have fun. He took a deep breath, picked up the black pot and swallowed...
After the pot of mud was eaten, Wu Fan felt a bulge in his body, and his body felt a little firmer than usual...
Seeing Wu Fan's decisive attitude, a trace of approval appeared on the old man's face. He called Wu Fan in front of him and looked at the latter's condition, and then said with a solemn expression: "Boy! Let me ask you, where did that thing in your body go?"
Wu Fan's eyes trembled when he heard this, and he forced a smile and said: "Forgive me for being ignorant, I don't understand what the senior means."
The old man glared at Wu Fan and feigned anger: "Boy, how long has it been and you are still pretending to be confused with me? Since you don't understand, let me make it clear to you! Where did the Five Elements Cauldron in your body go? Please tell me the truth quickly!"
After hearing the words "Five Elements Cauldron", Wu Fan knew that the old man was not testing him, but really knew something. He thought about it and felt that he really had no use value, so he explained his experience exactly...
"This Five Elements Cauldron is integrated with you. Logically speaking, it shouldn't be taken away so easily! It's really unlucky for you to be able to achieve all these conditions for detachment..." The old man sighed after hearing this, "But it's good. Fortunately, you died in time, so there is still room for recovery."
Hearing this, Wu Fan felt depressed for a while. It was unlucky to have the Five Elements Cauldron taken away from him, but how could it be a good thing to die in time?
Seeing Wu Fan's doubts, the old man laughed: "I'm not taunting you. As long as you listen to my explanation, everything will be understood..."
"After all, your kid grew up with the Five Elements Cauldron, so even if it doesn't show any abnormality from beginning to end, it will have a big influence on you in a subtle way!"
"This Five Elements Cauldron is made of the Heaven-Building Divine Stone, so it has the ability to communicate and brew spiritual energy! It maintains the circulation of the Five Elements' spiritual energy between heaven and earth all the time. It is only because the spiritual energy is getting thinner that no one notices it."
"It is precisely because the Five Elements Cauldron treats you as a possessed object and gives you the ability to absorb and transform spiritual energy that you are good at communicating with the Five Spirits. It's just that after the Five Elements Cauldron is out of the body, although you are still infected by it, You can absorb five spirits, but you don’t know how to release them! As time goes by, you will one day explode and die! That’s why I say it’s a good thing that you die in time!”
Hearing this, Wu Fan finally understood the meaning of the old man's words and nodded slightly.
"But senior, why do you know so much about this Five Elements Cauldron?" Wu Fan asked doubtfully.
"Well...if you live for a long time, you will naturally know something about everything..." The old man blinked and explained casually, "And this Five Elements Cauldron was not a hidden thing in the past. It was only later that the spiritual energy gradually dried up, and it was used by people with ulterior motives. Fighting for the memory, everyone wants to take it as their own, and from now on they keep it secret..."
"But..." The old man's explanation seemed thorough, but in fact it was just prevarication. Wu Fan was about to ask a few more questions, but was hurriedly interrupted by the old man.
"You will know these things sooner or later, so let me tell you first!"
"I..." Wu Fan touched his bulging belly, "Senior, don't worry, there's nothing wrong with me..."
The old man shook his head slightly: "It's not suitable to stay here for a long time. It's time for you to leave..."
Wu Fan was startled when he heard this, and then quickly saluted: "Senior's life-saving grace, Wu Fan will never forget it..."
"Huh?" The old man's eyelids twitched when he heard this, and he said urgently: "Stop it, stop it! Our accounts haven't been settled yet, who said we would let you go?"
"Senior, you're not saying..."
The old man was speechless for a while, and after a long silence he said awkwardly: "When I asked you to leave, I didn't just leave here, I wanted you to return to the mortal world..."
Wu Fan always repays his kindness. He originally thought that the old man would drive them away after he saved him, but he felt uncomfortable in his heart. After hearing this, he breathed a sigh of relief.
But when he came back to his senses, he was a little dumbfounded and doubted his ears.
"Senior, did I hear you correctly? You are talking about...let me return to the mortal world?"
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