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Linno was not the original owner. He was not an arrogant person, not to mention that he was facing the male lead who would sweep through the eight wastelands in the future? However, he did not have any intention of fawning over him, so he casually gave him the jade slip.
Let Fang Tuo grab the thing he gave him and die,
Linno felt very uncomfortable, so he took out the jade slip.
However, as soon as his hand touched the jade slip,
A piece of text appeared.
It did not raise its head,
There was no signature,
It just used a flat tone to tell him that the iron plate on his neck was actually a spatial 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 it casually. The map hidden in the black box was a secret realm in the endless sea,
It was said that there was a longevity fruit there,
But it was dangerous and mysterious inside, so don't try it if you're not confident. There was an auction in the Bay Pavilion three years later,
The spirit stones he saved should be able to buy a Cultivation Pill,
Don't forget to take a look when the time comes. Drinking a mouthful of the spiritual milk in the purple gourd could restore all the spirit qi in the body,
With it by his side, he would not be afraid of running out of spirit qi when fighting 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 never understood,
Why did Fang Tuo 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 him? Could he do whatever he wanted without caring about the wishes of others?
Perhaps at the beginning, he was unconscious, and Fang Tuo could not ask for his opinion, but later he had woken up. He remembered very clearly that Fang Tuo had never explained to him, and had never asked if he was willing. No matter how much he resisted, she never stopped assaulting him.
Linno sneered. Is this kind of love without any respect worthy of being called love?
He and Fang Tuo had only met a few times and spoken less than ten sentences. He was very clear that he had not fallen in love with Fang Tuo, and he disdained Fang Tuo's so-called love for him.
Linno didn't go to retrieve his spatial artifact, nor did he leave. He sat down on the ground and began to drink jug after jug of wine. He was waiting for Fang Tuo to stop breathing so that he could get him out of his room.
He never thought of saving him. Even if he wanted to, he couldn't. Fang Tuo's injuries were worse than his. It was already a miracle that he was still alive.
The number of wine jars on the ground gradually increased, but Fang Tuo was still alive. Instead, a special aura emanated from his body.
The drunk Linno felt the pull of the aura, turned his head, and then sneered. Should I say that he really is worthy of being the male lead? For a genuine Lin family member with the Phoenix bloodline like them, it would take tens of thousands of years for one to have the potential to reach 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, echoing with the two on Fang Tuo's body, almost wanting to break out of his body. It was the same on Fang Tuo's body. It seemed that as long as he beckoned with 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 the Nirvana power in Fang Tuo's body back. Fang Tuo would inevitably die, but he could possibly completely heal the injuries on his body. Or he could sacrifice himself and help Fang Tuo achieve Nirvana Rebirth and save his life. Or he could just watch like this, letting the one who deserved to die die and the one who deserved to be injured be injured.
Linno drank large mouthfuls of wine. He was a little regretful that he didn't just leave. He suddenly felt that the dying Fang Tuo sitting on the ground was an eyesore.
It had been a hundred years since that incident. Although he still felt disgusted with Fang Tuo, his killing intent had long since disappeared.
It was true that Fang Tuo had used priceless panacea to freeze his injuries. It was true that Fang Tuo had been running around looking for panacea for hundreds of years. It was true that his lifespan was approaching its end. Out of desperation, Fang Tuo sacrificed hundreds of years of 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 wouldn't deny the price that Fang Tuo had paid for him just because he didn't need it or didn't want it. It didn't matter if Fang Tuo had done something bad out of good intentions.
Forget it! Just take it that I owe you! In the future, we'll be even!
Linno drank the remaining half of the wine jar in one gulp. Then, he got 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 reactivated the Phoenix Perching Array 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 didn't need anyone to protect it. Even if it did, he didn't have the ability to do so. Forcing out the phoenix blood essence wasn't without a price.
Linno originally didn't have much obsession with immortality. He didn't care much about life and death, so he didn't feel too disappointed. He just couldn't 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 were, 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 they had reached a certain cultivation level and had their own cave abode, or they had reached the end of their lifespan and 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 not for the Great Phoenix Perching Array that he had set up, he, 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 level could no longer improve. It was not bad to live a peaceful life in the mortal world for a few years.
But he did not expect that this person was not 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, he had forcefully raised his cultivation level to two realms higher than his own. If not for this, even if he had the Thousand Threads Gu, he would not have been able to use this method to help him break through.
If he had known this earlier, Linno would have gritted his teeth. He would never have saved him!
Fang Tuo clumsily untied his belt and pulled open his lapel. Then, one hand wrapped around his waist and the other hand reached for his trousers … Fang Tuo was very careful. He tried not to touch his skin and arouse his disgust.
But Linno did not feel good. He had no way to divert his attention by letting his imagination run wild. The rough cloth slowly dragged on his skin. That person's fingertips occasionally touched his skin like a dragonfly skimming the water. It was as if there was an electric current, causing him to tremble. A numb feeling spread all the way up from his tailbone, making him involuntarily want more … He wanted to be opened, to be entered, to be filled …
Fang Tuo's low voice fell into his ears, with a hint of pleading, "Bear with it this time … just this time … After I help you break through, you will have another three thousand years. In three thousand years, I will definitely find the elixir to cure you … "
Linno closed his eyes. His body trembled slightly, but his heart was cold. No matter how unbearable he, Linno, was, he was not willing to rely on a man he did not love in exchange for cultivation and life.
The System's voice sounded at the right time, "The main mission has been completed. Do you choose to return?"
"Return."
The System suddenly smiled, "Although I can't use the Seal of Reincarnation to extract living souls, there are some people who have a strong obsession when they die and can't be reincarnated. I can use this gap to bring them over and throw them into the world that is about to be born … However, I can only throw one person into a world, and it can't be a character who is too important. As for who to choose and what mission to assign — you know, I'm not good at this … "It had tried a hundred thousand times and succeeded once, and it was because the System did not care about it.
"You are so humble." With your level, how could the words "not good" be enough to describe it? Linno asked, "You even assign missions … What rewards do you have to give to people?"
"Erm …" The System scratched its head, "Let them be human in their next life?"
So it had nothing to offer and was prepared to get something for nothing. Because of his understanding of a certain System, Linno was not surprised by this answer.
Linno said, "You should find people who have the intention of transmigrating or reincarnating first!" Jiang Taigong fishing, those who are willing to take the bait. In this world, there were still many people who did not want any rewards and only wanted to be reborn.
A bamboo scroll appeared in the System's hand out of thin air. It handed it over and said, "This thing can reflect the world. You can use it to check the information or contact me."
"Your terminal?"
"Yes, you can say so." The System's figure gradually disappeared, "I'll go fetch the souls."
*****
After a period of time, the System sat in front of Linno weakly, "Thirty-two transmigrators and eighteen reincarnators. Only two of them succeeded, the rest died."
"That's normal." Linno was reading a novel in the Book of Ten Thousand Ages. As he drank by himself, he said casually, "Whether it's reincarnation or transmigration, it can't improve their abilities at all. Looking at this kind of novel, to succeed, most of them have a cheat or meet a benefactor. What's the use of just relying on a script? Moreover, the original male and female protagonists have the blessing of luck. Unless the reincarnators originally had a great advantage, they lost all their advantages because of their stupidity in their previous life, or they had accumulated enough wisdom before they were reborn, they can only succeed. As for transmigrating, it completely depends on the ability of the transmigrator. Just pick those who were born in a difficult environment and have outstanding perseverance. Most importantly, you just have to give them a general mission. Don't add to the mess. "
The biggest advantage of reading a novel in the Book of Ten Thousand Ages was that the pages could be turned with just a thought. It was convenient.
"But the success rate is still too low!"
Linno said calmly, "Anyway, this is all I can do. I'm not a real emotional expert. You can search according to this standard first, and then find a real expert to help you later. "
The System's eyes widened. "You're going to wash your hands of this?"
Linno lowered his head and continued reading the novel. He did not even look at it and said calmly, "How much of a friendship do you think we have?"
"You …" The System was very angry. It raised its hand and wanted to take the Book of Ten Thousand Ages back from Linno's hand. However, it was afraid of angering him even more, so it did not dare to do so. It suppressed its anger and said, "How is it for me? You also felt the power of creation from the two people who completed the mission, right? If you wash your hands of this, this will be gone! "
"Oh."
Linno flipped the pages in boredom. He had experienced too much in the past few years. The love and hate in the novel could not enter his heart.
He did feel the so-called power of creation. However, he also felt that even if he did nothing, his world was constantly improving itself. He really did not care about that weak power that was almost non-existent.
"You only helped to come up with ideas and choose people. The less you do, the less you get," the System said. "If you did it yourself …"
Linno finally looked up and said with a half-smile, "Are you trying to trick me into helping you with the mission?"
The System choked and said, "How is that a trick? I'm telling the truth …"
Linno lowered his head. "I'm not interested."
Seeing that he was so stubborn, the System had no choice but to walk around in circles and said, "You don't care about that little power of creation, but you don't care about the Huoer either?"
"Huoer?" Linno was stunned. "What about it?"
"Don't tell me you still don't know? You brought it here! "
"Hmm?"
Linno closed his eyes and began to search. Huoer was the Flame of Nirvana. If it did not actively release its power, no one in this world would be able to sense its existence. However, Linno had raised it for hundreds of years. Plus, this was his world. He quickly realized something was wrong. He held up a formless, quiet flame in his hand.
Linno frowned. Huoer was not transmitting any information.
"What's wrong with Huoer?"
"It's fine now," the System said. "The laws of time in your world are not complete. Here, other than you and me, everything is in a stagnant state. Huoer is the same. However, it's hard to say in the future. "
"What do you mean?"
The System said, "If you pay more attention, you should realize that the energy in your world is becoming thinner and thinner. Space is also shrinking. That's because the world is evolving its laws and consuming energy. Huoer is a part of your world. Its energy is also being absorbed. After a certain amount, it will slowly dissipate. If you want to protect it, you either have to bring it to another world or provide it with enough energy. "
Linno could tell that the System was telling the truth. He put Huoer back between his eyebrows. He realized that he could not stop its energy from dissipating. After a moment of silence, he said, "I remember you said that because I don't have the Mark of Reincarnation on me, I can't reincarnate in your master's world."
In this world, he could be ruthless to anyone. However, Huoer was an exception. During his lowest years, Huoer was always by his side. It was also because of him that Huoer gained sentience. In his heart, Huoer was like his own child.
"Of course I have a way!" Seeing that Linno was finally moved, the System proudly said, "Although there's no way to reincarnate like a normal person, as long as you two come to an agreement, you can take over his life."
Linno said, "You already planned this?"
The System chuckled and said, "Open the world numbered Jinjiang * * * * * *."
The Book of Ten Thousand Ages was not an ordinary object. Linno thought about it and a story appeared in his mind. It was a bit like the male version of The Legend of Xi Shi.
It was a very melodramatic story.
It was said that it was an era of warlords fighting for hegemony. Western Qin rose to power and destroyed Han, Zhao, and Wei. Only Southern Chu and Northern Qi were left. Although Southern Chu was big, it was famous for its literary style. It was not outstanding in martial arts. The people of Southern Chu were fond of poetry, wine, and romance. Even men liked to be weak. As for the remaining two countries, Western Qin was sitting on the mighty pass and had destroyed three countries. It was an unstoppable period. Northern Qi's cavalry was valiant and did not fear any strong enemy.
With a fierce tiger by their side, Southern Chu was scared witless. In order to avoid being destroyed by Western Qin one day, they sent over their princess and a large number of "betrothal gifts" with trepidation, hoping to ease the crisis through marriage.
Western Qin's monarch accepted the princess graciously. However, he specifically asked Southern Chu to send the second prince, Yi 'an, as a hostage. He also asked Qin Song and Qiu Yun to serve as his subordinates. It should be known that Western Qin's monarch, Qin Yue, was the most masculine, and the second prince, Yi 'an, was the most handsome man in Southern Chu. Qin Song and Qiu Yun were famous scholars in Southern Chu and were known as the Twin Jade Annulus of Southern Chu. Not only did they have outstanding looks, but one of them was skilled in music and the other in poetry. Qin Song and Qiu Yun were not their real names. They were elegant nicknames given to them by Southern Chu. Now that Qin Yue had specifically asked for these three, his motive was self-evident.
Although the Southern Chu people felt unbearably humiliated, they also breathed a sigh of relief. They hastily packed up the three people and sent them to Western Qin.
Qin Yue was truly a lecherous devil. That day, he had spent the night with Prince Yi An, and after that, they were extremely intimate. It was as if he had even become tired of the state affairs.
Qin Yue was lecherous. Although Prince Yi An was exceptionally good-looking, he could not fully devote himself to him. He also wanted to enjoy Young Sir Qiu Yun and Qin Song Gongzi. Who knew that the one Qin Song liked was Yi An, so he refused and tactfully refused. However, was Qin Yue the type to have tender, protective feelings for the fairer sex? He directly used force. Qin Song swore to die and stabbed Qin Yue as he struggled. Qin Yue was furious. First, he tortured him. Then, he had the lowliest criminal slave humiliate him to death.
Qin Song's tragic death woke up Yi An and Qiu Yun, who were immersed in Qin Yue's affectionate facade. They quietly began to accumulate power, weaved information networks, gathered connections, and raised men of sacrifice. Then, on a dark and windy night, Yi An escaped by faking his death under the cover of Qiu Yun.
Yi An was gone, so Qiu Yun was naturally unlucky. Qin Yue was furious. He also had a whole new level of respect for Qiu Yun, who had always been gentle and weak in front of him. She had actually done so many things behind his back! Therefore, Qin Yue humiliated Qiu Yun in every possible way. However, he found that she was tenacious and unyielding. She was talented and intelligent. Moreover, she was as warm and moving as the winter sun. Therefore, he gradually fell in love with her.
Later, Yi An went to the three countries, which were occupied by Qin Yue. He gathered a lot of power. When Qin Yue was out on patrol, he besieged his side palace. Of course, he wanted to kill Qin Yue and save Qiu Yun. However, at this time, Qiu Yun suddenly found that she had deeply fallen in love with Qin Yue after experiencing many things with him.
Therefore, Yi An, who loved Qiu Yun deeply, retreated under Qiu Yun's pleading and threats. The ending was — HE.
This was the main text.
Then, it talked about the happy lives of Qin Yue, Qiu Yun, and Yi An more than ten years later.
Seeing that Linno had finished reading the message, the System sighed and said, "Western Qin was tyrannical. It was destroyed five years after the main text ended." Therefore, the creation of the world failed.
Linno nodded. It was not uncommon to start a war because of love, but to maintain peace because of love, this was too difficult.
"If the creation of the world succeeds, can I put the Huoer into that world?" He did not mind ruining this kind of plot.
The System shook its head. "Of course not. The level of that world is too low. It can't contain the Huoer. However, it can hide in your soul and absorb energy to grow. "
It then advised, "You have nothing to do anyway. If you go there, your soul can be tempered and the Huoer can be prevented from dissipating. If it succeeds, you can even receive feedback from the power of the world …"
Linno interrupted, "Is there no world that can directly contain the Huoer?"
The System said, "The level of the Huoer is very high. Are you willing to …"
Its tone changed. "Anyway, if there is such an opportunity, I will definitely tell you!"
Linno was silent for a moment before he said, "Who do I want to replace?"
The System knew that he agreed. It smiled and said, "Qin Song."
"Oh." If the replacement was Qin Song, it would not be difficult to overturn the plot. Qin Song was famous for his Qin Song sword dance. It was obvious that he was talented in martial arts. He had wandered the mortal world for hundreds of years and had seen a lot of martial arts and military strategies. Qin Song was born in an aristocratic family and could easily become an official. He only needed to win a few battles with Western Qin for the Chu Dynasty. Naturally, there would be no hostage, and the two of them would not have the opportunity to meet each other.
The System said, "However, there are two things that I need to say first. Otherwise, you will say that I am tricking you again. First, you are only replacing Qin Song's soul. Your abilities cannot be brought in. I don't have any golden fingers to give you, so even if you go, you will not be stronger than a normal person. Second, Qin Song did not leave his life to you without conditions. "
"What conditions?"
The System pointed at the Book of Ten Thousand Eras. "Let him tell you himself."
From the Book of Ten Thousand Eras, the figure of a slender young man slowly appeared. He bowed to Linno and said sadly, "I hope that you can protect him and accompany him for the rest of his life."
This "he" was probably Yi An. Linno did not confirm. He drank the wine in his cup. "Sorry, I can't do that."
He was such a selfish person. Even if he accepted the mission, he would only live for himself. There was no one that he could protect and accompany for the rest of his life.
"System, change to another world."
"Don't!" The System said anxiously, "We can talk about conditions! I will talk to him! "
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