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In the original work,
This jade slip was also given to Fang Tuo by the original owner,
However, it was after the strong withdrawal of the marriage, in order to let him see the distance between him and Lin Ling-er, he threw the trash to him in an insulting manner. However, how could the basic cultivation method that the author arranged for the male lead be really trash,
Thus, the male lead began to come into contact with the cultivation world and began to slowly rise.
Linno was not the original owner,
He was not an arrogant person, let alone facing the male lead who would sweep through the eight wastelands in the future? However, he did not have any intention of pleasing him, so he casually gave him the jade slip.
Linno felt very uncomfortable letting Fang Tuo grab the thing he gave him and die, so he took out the jade slip.
However, as soon as his hand touched the jade slip, a piece of text floated out.
He did not raise his head,
There was no signature, only a flat tone to tell him that the iron plate on his neck was actually a spatial magic artifact,
Some of the spirit herbs inside could be used to refine the bone changing pill, which was good for his injuries. Don't sell them casually; the map hidden in the black box was a secret realm in the endless sea. It was said that there was a life-prolonging fruit there, but it was dangerous and mysterious inside,
Don't try it if you're not sure; there will be an auction in the Bay Pavilion in three years,
The spirit stones he saved should be able to buy a Providence Pill,
Don't forget to take a look when the time comes; the spiritual milk in the purple gourd could restore all the spirit qi in the body with a mouthful. If he carried it with him, he would not be afraid of running out of spirit qi when he fought with others. The place where he took the spiritual milk could gather a gourd every three hundred years...
Linno did not finish reading. His fingertips slightly exerted force, and the jade was reduced to powder. With a wave of his hand, it floated away.
Then he sneered.
He had never understood why Fang Tuo would do such a thing to him. The Fang Tuo he knew in the novel was not casual in the matters between men and women. Although he was clear about gratitude and grudges, no matter how big the kindness was, he would never repay it with his own body. Even if he was injured because of him, Fang Tuo should not have done that. Now it seemed that although he did not know the reason, Fang Tuo might like him.
But so what if he liked? Could he disregard the wishes of others and do whatever he wanted?
Perhaps at the beginning, he was unconscious, and Fang Tuo could not ask for his opinion, but later he was awake. He remembered very clearly that Fang Tuo had never explained anything to him, or asked him if he was willing or not. No matter how much he tried to resist, she never stopped assaulting him.
Lin Nuo sneered. This kind of love without any respect is worthy of being called love?
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Lin Nuo didn't go to retrieve his spatial Dharma treasure, nor did he leave. He sat down on the ground and began to drink jug after jug of wine, waiting for Fang Tuo to die so that he could get him out of his room.
He did not want to save him. Even if he wanted to save him, he could not. Fang Tuo's injuries were more serious than his. It was a miracle that he was still alive.
The number of wine jars on the ground gradually increased, but Fang Tuo was not dead. Instead, a special aura spread out from his body.
The drunk Linno felt the pull of the aura, turned his head, and then sneered. Should I say, as expected of the male lead? Like them, a genuine Lin family member with the Phoenix bloodline, could only be born once in tens of thousands of years with the potential of Nirvana. But the male lead, after absorbing half of his Nirvana power, actually began to rise from the ashes.
But that was it. Not to mention that it was only half of the Nirvana power, Fang Tuo did not have the Phoenix bloodline in his body. The Nirvana power was like water without a source, a tree without roots. It was possible to rise from the ashes, but it was impossible to rise from the ashes.
Linno glanced at him and then turned his head to continue drinking his wine. However, the Nirvana power in his body began to stir. It resonated with the two on Fang Tuo's body, almost coming out of his body. It was the same on Fang Tuo's body. It seemed that as long as he hooked his finger, it would fly back to his body.
Linno, who was originally just watching from the sidelines, was faced with a choice. He could either summon back the Nirvana power in Fang Tuo's body. Fang Tuo would inevitably die, but he could completely heal the injuries on his body. Or, he could sacrifice himself and help Fang Tuo rise from the ashes and save his life. Or, he could just watch and let the one who deserved to die die, and the one who deserved to be injured be injured.
Linno drank his wine in big gulps. He regretted that he did not just leave. He suddenly felt that the dying Fang Tuo sitting on the ground was such an eyesore.
It had been a hundred years since that incident. Although he still felt repulsed by Fang Tuo, his killing intent had long since disappeared.
It was true that Fang Tuo used a priceless panacea to freeze his injuries. It was true that Fang Tuo had searched everywhere for panacea for him for hundreds of years. It was true that his lifespan was about to end. Out of desperation, Fang Tuo sacrificed hundreds of years of his cultivation to extend his lifespan, heal his injuries, and raise his realm … Linno was proud by nature. He could hate Fang Tuo and hate him, but he would not deny the price that Fang Tuo had paid for him just because he did not need it or was unwilling to do so. It did not matter if Fang Tuo had done something bad out of good intentions.
Forget it! Just take it that I owe you! In the future, our grievances will be settled!
Linno drank the remaining half of the wine in one gulp. Then, he stood up. He first forced the Phoenix blood essence from his bloodline into Fang Tuo's body, then guided the power of nirvana to merge the two into one. Then, he repaired and activated the Phoenix Perching Formation that was destroyed by Fang Tuo's intrusion several hundred years ago.
Seeing Fang Tuo surrounded by golden flames, Linno turned around and left. The Phoenix's nirvana did not require anyone to protect it. Even if it did, he did not have the ability to do so. Forcing out the Phoenix blood essence was not without a price.
Linno originally did not have much obsession with immortality. He did not care too much about life and death, so he did not feel too disappointed. However, he still could not help but smile bitterly: As expected, this was the male supporting lead's fate. What was the use of spending hundreds and thousands of years to prepare? The male lead only needed to appear at the crucial moment. Whatever good things, they would all belong to him.
And he, Lin Nuo, was the golden finger that had come from the Endless Sea to his doorstep!
The damage to the blood essence was irreparable. Linno recuperated in the small sect that he temporarily stayed in for more than three years before he recovered slightly. When he came out of seclusion, he realized that the sect had changed another batch of disciples to serve him. This was very normal in the cultivation world. These disciples would be changed every few days. Either their cultivation had reached a certain level and they had their own cave abode, or their lifespan had reached its end and they had turned into a pile of yellow soil.
But this time, it was a little different. Among the new disciples, there was a seven or eight year old boy with delicate features, which made him particularly unpleasant to the eye.
Linno calmly drank a cup of tea and announced that he was going to continue his seclusion. Then, he returned to the secret room and crushed the Great Heaven and Earth Talisman.
Fang Tuo, this shameless guy, did he really think that he would become a tender yellow melon just because he was painted green? Hmph, if it wasn't for the Great Phoenix Perching Array that he had set up, Fang Tuo would still be a three-headed baby. How could he not recognize him?
After this encounter, Linno no longer wandered around the cultivation world. Instead, he mingled with the mortals and lived his life.
If looking for a person in the vast cultivation world was like looking for a needle in a haystack, then looking for a person in the mortal world was like looking for a drop of water in the ocean.
Anyway, his cultivation couldn't progress any further. It wasn't a bad idea to live a peaceful life in the mortal world for a few years.
But he didn't expect that this person wasn't afraid of death. He went against the Heart Demon Oath and triggered the Thousand Threads Gu to find him. What was even more unexpected was that in just a few hundred years, his cultivation had increased to two realms higher than his. If not for this, even if he had the Thousand Threads Gu, he wouldn't have been able to use this method to help him break through.
If he had known earlier, Linno would have gritted his teeth. He definitely wouldn't have saved him back then!
A pair of hands somewhat clumsily untied the man's belt.
Fang Tuo's low voice fell into his ears. There was a hint of pleading in it, "Endure this one more time … Just this one more time … Wait for me to help you break through, then you'll have another three thousand years. Three thousand years, I'll definitely be able to find a panacea to cure you … "
Linno closed his eyes. His body slightly trembled, but his heart was ice-cold. No matter how unbearable he was, Linno wasn't willing to rely on a man he didn't love in exchange for cultivation and life.
The system's voice sounded at the right time, "The main task has been completed. Do you want to return?"
"Return."
"I think …" The black-clothed man swallowed his saliva and said, "It's safer for me to bring you along."
In the blink of an eye, he came up with a seemingly reliable idea. It would be more reliable to bring him along.
He climbed onto the bed, took out a dagger, and chopped at the iron chain on his hand.
Qin Song frowned. He really didn't like people who acted on their own. He said lightly, "You won't be able to leave if you bring me along. I can't cross that lake." Even if he could leave, he wouldn't. Unlike this assassin, he was a monk who had a temple.
The black-clothed man buried his head in his work and said, "Then you have to think of another way."
Qin Song shut his mouth and didn't say anything else. For some people, saying something useless once would still be useless even if it was said a hundred times.
The dagger sharpened on the iron chain. The rough incision rubbed back and forth on his wrist. Soon, it brought out a piece of blurred flesh. Qin Song frowned slightly, but didn't react much.
After a moment, there was a "clang" sound. Qin Song's right hand was free. The black-clothed man laughed, "It's actually made of fine iron. King Qin is really generous … But it's still a piece of cake for my Qing Feng!"
Just as he was about to turn his left hand again, Qin Song's expression suddenly changed. He said, "You should leave. Someone's coming."
"Don't make a fuss." The black-clothed man didn't take it seriously. He said, "It's not like I didn't make any arrangements. They won't be able to catch up to us in a short time. Besides, I didn't even hear anything. How could you … Oh no, someone's really coming! Do you have a back door here? "
Qin Song was speechless.
There was a knock on the door from outside the courtyard. "Little Peach, open the door!"
Little Peach, who had been knocked unconscious and hidden, naturally couldn't open the door. The person didn't wait long and directly knocked the door open. Hurried footsteps rushed in and stopped outside Qin Song's room. A person said loudly, "Qin Song Gongzi, an assassin has come to the palace. Her Majesty is worried about the young master's safety and ordered us to come and protect you."
After a pause, there was no response. The voice continued, "Qin Song Gongzi, I'm coming in."
Qin Song didn't pay attention to it. Those people never spoke to get an answer from him. No matter what he said, those who were supposed to come in would still come in.
He lowered his head and rubbed his stiff shoulders. A sharp dagger was pressed against his throat. "It sounds like Qin Yue cares about you a lot?"
… …
When Qin Yue hurried over, the chains on the bed had already been cut. A cold dagger was pressed against the youth's throat. The youth's shoulders were strangled and he stood barefoot on the ground. He was only wearing undergarments.
Qin Yue's gaze moved from his blood-stained wrist to the youth's face. He said in a low voice, "Qin Song!"
Qin Song stood there quietly with almost no expression on his face. Qin Yue felt that the youth's calm gaze carried a bit of impatience and mockery. He forced someone to stay in the palace to "recuperate" but ended up being held hostage by an assassin. No matter how he looked at it, Qin Yue was incompetent.
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