The excruciating pain of his broken bones couldn't compare to the impact on his brain.
The number one poison apothecary.
The fortune-teller!
These two god-level experts with completely different abilities were actually the same person?!
And such a young girl at that.
"I forgot, you can't talk now." Ying Zijin was still holding his chin, and with a "pah", she closed his mouth again.
From the beginning to the end, her expression was indifferent, without a trace of pity.
"You … You're not even twenty years old!" Magician's face was pale, he was in excruciating pain. "How is this possible? Impossible! You should be at least a few hundred years old! "
He had fought with the number one poison apothecary in the sixteenth century.
How could the number one poison apothecary be so young?
But these poisons proved that Ying Zijin was the number one poison apothecary.
"You Sages are so special that you can reincarnate continuously, it's not surprising that you have other supernatural abilities." Ying Zijin fed him the third pill, sizing Magician up. "A Sage's endurance is indeed very strong."
Magician wasn't as calm as he appeared.
He felt as though thousands of worms were biting his body, it was so painful that he couldn't breathe.
He had never experienced such pain before.
Magician only felt despair, he was on the verge of breaking down. "Sir, Sir, please spare my life …"
"What's this pain?" Ying Zijin pierced another golden needle into his head. "It's nothing compared to me and him, and it's nothing compared to the people you've harmed."
Bit by bit, the seven-inch golden needles were inserted into the magician's acupuncture points.
These few golden needles amplified the pain by a hundred times.
Magician couldn't take it anymore, he spat out a mouthful of blood.
His muscles trembled, cold sweat trickling down his face.
He could feel his life slipping away.
How could a Sage, who possessed absolute power, be killed?
"Ah —! Why! " Magician screamed hysterically. "Why can't I be compared to you even after I've activated the reverse position? Why? Why?! "
"I can't accept this! I can't — "
His voice was cut off at this moment.
Magician let out his last breath, his eyes widened as he slumped to the ground.
He died with his eyes wide open.
Fu Yunshen's eyes narrowed. "Out of breath?"
Everyone knew that sages could not be killed.
The only way was to hunt down the reincarnations of the Wise Ones again and again after the Wise Ones had perished.
"Yes, dead." Ying Zijin was also slightly puzzled. She muttered to herself, "Perhaps the poison I concocted is far beyond what he can bear."
Her medical and poison skills were learned in the world of spiritual cultivation in her previous life.
None of the medicine and acupuncture methods were available here.
"That's a good thing." Fu Yunshen leaned back in his chair and raised his hand lazily. "I've finally killed my first Sage. My girlfriend is still the best. I'll be depending on you from now on."
"He said the word 'reverse' just now." Ying Zijin looked up. "I have an inference."
"I have one too." Fu Yunshen smiled. "Let's hear it."
"The twenty-two Great Alcanas of the tarot cards represent the twenty-two Sages." Ying Zijin said slowly. "Every card has a positive and negative position."
"For example, the positive position of a demon represents depravity, while the negative position represents progress."
"Correspondingly, the Sages also have positive and negative positions." Fu Yunshen's peach blossom eyes deepened as he chuckled. "Magician unlocked the negative position, so he could make poison. Tower and The Hanged Man unlocked the negative position, so their martial strength had a new level."
"Mm." Ying Zijin nodded. "I think it's the power of this' reverse position 'that also affects their nature."
Xiu and Qin Lingyu had said it.
A long time ago, every Sage was running around everywhere, resisting all kinds of disasters and protecting the world.
They didn't know when it started, but some things had changed.
"It seems that the Lord has found a way to let the Sages unlock the negative position." Fu Yunshen said faintly. "Tower and Zhou Yan are both combat-type Sages. Naturally, they can't refuse to gain more strength. Perhaps there is a deeper reason."
"I think so too." Ying Zijin looked thoughtful. "Do you think Sara has unlocked the negative position?"
"Her?" Fu Yunshen said faintly. "She has been at the peak of power for too long and has changed. No one is a Sage."
"I don't care what she does." Ying Zijin held her chin and raised her eyebrows. "Sir, your glory can't be lost."
Brilliant Morning Star, the Son of Glory.
Fu Yunshen was startled. After a long while, he smiled lazily. "Since my girlfriend has spoken, then it won't be lost."
He cleaned up Magician's body, left the room, and went downstairs.
In the living room, Shao Yun was pressed down by Jiang Ran in front of the mahjong table. He was playing cards with Ling Mianxi at a loss.
When he saw Fu Yunshen coming down, he wiped his sweat and immediately stood up. "Xiao Qi, you …"
"Are you going out of the city?" Fu Yunshen picked up his coat and put it on his shoulders. "Let's go. I'll send you off. However, I have to go to Hucheng first."
Shao Yun was stunned. He swallowed all the questions he wanted to ask and followed behind the man silently.
They arrived at the city gate without any obstructions.
It had never been so smooth to leave the city. Shao Yun was even a little absent-minded.
He opened his hand and looked down at the engraved words in his palm.
It was a name.
Fu Liuying.
He thought that if his memory was erased, he would definitely forget everything about Fu Liuying.
But he couldn't forget her.
If his memory was erased, he could still remind him that this was the person he loved the most.
On the way to Hucheng, Fu Yunshen didn't say anything.
The plane soon arrived at its destination. Fu Yunshen went directly to the cemetery.
Shao Yun knew that Master Fu and Old Madam Fu were buried here.
Fu Yunshen bought some offerings and turned around. "Don't go in. They won't want to see you."
Shao Yun smiled bitterly. "I know."
And he had never been able to apologize in his life.
But what was the use of apologizing?
They were already dead.
The cemetery was cleaned every day. There were two willow trees beside it.
It was December, and the willow leaves were slightly yellow.
"Grandpa, Grandma." Fu Yunshen slowly knelt down and gently poured a glass of wine in front of the grave. He smiled. "I'm here to see you."
No one answered. There were only two photos of smiling faces.
"Don't worry. I've never let you down, and I haven't let hatred drown my eyes," he said. "I'm taking revenge. I'm also walking the path."
He took out the box with the magician's ashes. "This is one of our enemies. Your granddaughter-in-law killed her. As you wish, I've kidnapped her."
"The rest, one by one. I, Fu Yunshen, will do what I say."
On the tombstone, Master Fu looked at him quietly. He was still smiling, as if saying —
Grandpa heard it.
Fu Yunshen knelt for a while before standing up.
He raised his hand to catch a fallen leaf. He was still stepping on the ground where Master Fu and Fu Liuying stood back then.
He was looking at the sky that they had once looked up at.
They used this way to tell him that they had never left.
Fu Yunshen walked out of the cemetery and nodded at the man's back. "Let's go."
Shao Yun came back to his senses. He closed his fingers and pursed his lips. "Okay."
The two of them came to the ancient martial arts world again.
Last time, Fu Liuying's tomb was moved to the back mountain near the Judicial Hall.
The guards were in charge of guarding it. Without Fu Yunshen's permission, no one was allowed to step in.
It was still a wordless tombstone, and there were no photos.
But Yu Shao Yun knew that the person sleeping here was the peerless beauty Fu Liuying.
Time passed in a flash, and the beauty turned into bones.
Now, they were separated forever.
Yu Shao Yun raised his hand, trembled, and touched the cold tombstone. He whispered, "Liuying, I'm here to accompany you."
Many years later, the new generation of ancient martial artists grew up.
He could still see the back mountain of the Judicial Hall. A man with white hair sat in front of a nameless tomb.
Day after day, he watched the flowers bloom and wither, and the clouds move.
**
It was also today that W announced the New Year's Ceremony.
The New Year's Ceremony was the most important festival in the world city.
Other than welcoming the New Year, they also had to be grateful for the peaceful days brought by the sages.
There was also a crusade against the Sage Devil and the other three traitors.
But this year, there was an additional content. They had to execute two people who had violated the interests of the world city and the Sage Institute.
[The New Year's Ceremony is so early this year? I'm not saying this, but how can December 1st be called the New Year? They must be crazy!]
The power of faith of the Sage Empress was far inferior to before.
[They have to execute two people in front of the whole city? Who?]
[I don't care if I can see the other sages. The Pope of the Morning Star is my faith!]
----- Digression —
Good morning ~
Q Yue is not far from the top. I'm asking for votes for Ying Huang ~
It's the last day of Xiaoxiang's double monthly votes. Don't forget to vote = 3 =
PS: I strongly recommend the drama "Age of Awakening" for everyone. It's suitable for all ages.
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