"Protection" is a kind of protection charm, usually used by the elders on the younger generation who is not very up-to-date. The younger generation is beaten outside, and the elders at home are not in front of them. It's just a breath imprint, and advanced ones can leave a drop of blood, such as the one Sheng Lingyuan used on his little nephew.
Although it is said that the elders take care of the younger generation, no one knows how much the younger generation can make trouble outside, and it is even more dangerous to receive tricks remotely. If you are not careful, not only will you not be able to protect the younger generation, but you may also overturn yourself. This kind of thing was rarely used three thousand years ago, unless the status of the protected person was particularly valuable, or the protected person was extremely conceited and felt that he could travel the world and walk sideways.
Sheng Lingyuan belongs to the latter kind. When he casually left a spell for Zhichun, the old man didn't take it seriously at all. He admits that after three thousand years, many things are more powerful than he imagined - except for special abilities.
His Majesty is new here, and no one has taught him what nuclear weapons are. He can't think of any dangers that Zhichun can encounter that he can't resolve with a wave of his hand.
But the lack of virtue is that when Zhichun was injured, he happened to be cursed by Xuan Ji to become a "mortal". If it weren't for the powerful healing ability of the demon body, he would have lost his life today instead of his skills.
The clothes are thick in winter, and the blood splashed on Xuan Ji's skin was only a few drops, but it still made the two of them feel empathy in this chaotic time. , and then realized that there was nothing to hide, and looked at each other for two seconds, Sheng Lingyuan couldn't help laughing.
"What are you laughing at? Does it hurt? You have necrotic nerve endings." Xuan Ji opened his hand, confirmed that the wound had grown, and then murmured in her heart, "Why give him this? Fortunately, it's just a bullet , what would you do if it was Mithril Cannon, but..."
Why did Zhichun get hit by Mithril bullets
As soon as Xuan Ji frowned, he roughly guessed the cause and effect almost instantly.
The essence of the reverberation sound is "resonance", which can turn all resentment and anger into stones thrown at Chi Yuan's seal. But the field staff of the Alien Control Bureau are not so easily irritated, and the ordinary people affected by abnormal energy events are only a very small number after all.
In this world, there are a lot of ordinary people, and although superhumans are rare, they each have the ability to protect themselves, and they don't worry much about their own personal safety. The big turmoil has been going on for a long time. If everyone calms down, they will be able to live in harmony from now on. So what else is there to sing
In order to quickly heat up the conflict, it is necessary to break this "evenly matched" balance—let ordinary people find that special powers can be dealt with, and make special powers panic.
"If you guessed right, some areas with a small number of special abilities have received news of Mithril bullets, and special abilities should have been listed as dangerous elements." Xuan Ji's eyes twitched, "Our Alien Control Bureau here is an official organization. It's not like it would end up like this, but..."
Sheng Lingyuan: "Your superiors will soon send someone to ask you to hand over your Mithril. To prevent problems before they happen, the human race should organize a 'Mithril Army' to deal with you."
With the "Mithril Police", there will be special personal restrictions immediately, which will lead to discrimination, persecution, resistance and intensified conflicts, a vicious circle until the abyss becomes smoke.
There must be a deadlock between ordinary people and special abilities.
Unless the Alien Control Bureau has the ability to immediately cut off this vicious circle—either forcefully buckle the shields on people all over the world within an hour; or find Luo Cuicui and get rid of the culprit.
The two roads don't even have a chance of survival. Needless to say, the jammer is unrealistic even if you think about it with your feet. Luo Cuicui had the Demon King Ying beside him, not to mention that the Demon King Ying had three human demons wrapped around him, who couldn't kill him, but even if he could, who would be able to move him? The only two people in the world who can fight the Demon King Ying are trapped in this pit and cannot get out!
The advantage of connecting with empathy is that the two of them don't need to talk anymore, and the thoughts that flash through their hearts can be captured by the other party. The communication efficiency is extremely high, and the conclusion can be reached in the blink of an eye—it's no use, give up early and feel comfortable.
"Lingyuan," Xuan Ji looked up at the invisible cliff, "play me a tune, I think..."
He hadn't finished "thinking", when Sheng Lingyuan felt a sudden warning, and the two of them retreated a few steps at the same time, a rattan nailed to the Suzaku bone almost swept Xuan Ji's trouser leg!
However, the main target of the vines was Sheng Lingyuan. A layer of vines on the Suzaku bone surged up like a sea wave, violently lifted Sheng Lingyuan up, "swallowed" Luo Cuicui's body, and then rolled towards Sheng Lingyuan again, covering his head and face. To slap him under the "waves", Sheng Lingyuan had no way to avoid it, so he jumped onto the edge of the bronze tripod and hoisted himself up.
Can't even ask for the last bit of peaceful company time, Xuan Ji can only smile wryly: "Your Majesty, do you have a 'nine-nine-eighty-one difficulty' physique?"
Sheng Lingyuan didn't understand the stalk of Journey to the West, and his eyes fell on the place where the two of them were standing just now—I saw that his blood had just spilled all over the ground, part of it passed through the dense leaves and flowed onto the remains of Suzaku, and part of the blood seeped into the bone However, the remaining ones were not compatible with the Suzaku bone, and Yuanjialu made a narrow sound like cold water poured into the rolling iron, turning into black smoke. At the same time, a few black streaks were left on the Suzaku bone. of India.
The remains of the Suzaku get along well with the blood of the Suzaku, and they are in harmony with the blood of the Demon.
These two conflicting bloodlines lived in peace on Sheng Lingyuan himself, but when they flowed out and sprinkled on Suzaku's remains, they provoked a violent reaction.
Xuan Ji said carelessly: "Why is it excited, don't you think you are a living Chiyuan?"
As soon as the words fell silent, their feet began to vibrate, large and small rocks and gravel on both sides rolled down, and then there was a "rumbling" sound, colliding back and forth in the entire deep pit, as if mixed with the roar of beasts and the screeching of giant birds The sound of the plants and vines flying up and down began to "whisper"—
"What should we do if these superpowers are planning to do something wrong? Who will supervise them?"
"We do secret work in hiding, and no one knows about bloodshed and sacrifice. What have we got in exchange?"
"It's terrible. I can brainwash people casually. I don't know if people's brains are washed clean. What should the leaders of various countries do if they are influenced by them? Are we living in the world of the Matrix?"
"We're going to be thrown out anytime, just because we're a minority."
"Where can I get that 'Mithril'?"
Sheng Lingyuan was taken aback: "This is..."
Reverb sound
He once "listened" in Dongchuan.
The two glanced at each other quickly.
Xuan Ji: Wait, how did the reverberation sound flow here? not…
Sheng Lingyuan: Yes, you may have "appeared" again.
The Suzaku family was born in Chiyuan and guarded Chiyuan.
And Sheng Lingyuan is a heavenly demon, and the source of the demonic energy is Chiyuan. At the same time, a quarter of Suzaku's blood is contained in it, which just protects his mind, consciousness, emotion and humanity.
He is indeed like a "living Chiyuan".
This Suzaku remains is neither alive nor dead, it is the last "owner" of Chiyuan, touched by Sheng Lingyuan's strange blood, and mistakenly regards him as a part of Chiyuan.
"It's not my bones," Xuan Ji immediately denied, "My bones are not that stupid."
"Where, I see that you two have a good understanding." Sheng Lingyuan's heart moved, "Xiaoji, I suddenly thought..."
He didn't say a word, Xuan Ji already knew what he was thinking: "No, you don't want to! Wait..."
It's a pity that His Majesty does not listen to persuasion, and will always act arbitrarily at critical moments.
Before Xuan Ji finished speaking, Sheng Lingyuan, who was hanging on the bronze tripod, lowered his head and bit his wrist. He eats the enemy's meat with sharp teeth and sharp mouth, and he will not show mercy when he bites himself. He almost sees the bone with one bite, and the blood from the artery is almost spurted out.
Xuan Ji screamed "Ah" for him, and pressed the same position on her wrist, covering her chest: "Sheng Lingyuan!"
Sheng Lingyuan: "Don't bark, it won't happen."
They have been separated for many years, and the mutual feeling is no longer as close as when they were young. In addition to sharing limited external forces, their "mind connection" is actually closer to the level of "cognition" than "feeling"—the same glass of sugar water If Xuan Ji felt that it was tasteless, what Sheng Lingyuan would feel from him was "tasteless", even if it could numb his tongue.
Sheng Lingyuan doesn't pay much attention to this kind of flesh wounds bitten by himself. Even if Xuan Ji feels the same, he shouldn't feel anything. It's just that he hurts Sheng Lingyuan. His face turned pale.
The spurted blood flowed down along the lines of the bronze tripod. The bronze tripod seemed to resonate with various noises in the deep pit, emitting a gloomy and cold light, the huge Suzaku skeleton creaked, and the flame-colored The light flowed through in pieces, and the dark cave was as bright as day for a moment.
The reverberation sound poured in like a mountain torrent, filling the seven orifices and five senses of the person. For a while, the other party's voice could not be heard within five meters, and they could only communicate by empathy.
Sheng Lingyuan: "Guardian."
Xuan Ji only has a mobile phone that automatically crashes when it is cold, and a Swiss army knife that is usually used to unpack express delivery and open red wine. On the surface, his body was made, and the inexhaustible and inexhaustible steel coins on his body were part of that ancient killing weapon. Xuan Ji pointed like a knife, and slashed across a cane that fell towards Sheng Lingyuan's head. The cane seemed to feel the sharpness of the Heavenly Demon Sword, and did not dare to approach it for a while.
"Can you let me die quietly for a while! Can you give me some hospice care?" Xuan Ji's scalp was numb from the dense vines, "Forget about the divorce!"
"Don't worry," Sheng Lingyuan dipped his fingers in blood, and tapped eight spots on the bronze tripod, which were exactly where the eight spikes were when he was nailed here, "I haven't had time to pray to the Quartet to marry you." Woolen cloth."
At this time, on Biquan Mountain, the sky seemed to be cracked, and magma-like flames rolled in the thick clouds, rolling past, except for the eight huge pillars, all the crazy vegetation withered for a while.
It seems that two "Chi Yuans" suddenly appeared in the world, one on the head of "Suzaku" and the other on the heart of "Suzaku".
"Do you remember me?" Sheng Lingyuan stroked the bronze tripod body with his fingers, thinking, "My 'birth' place."
How could a single person, even the Heavenly Demon who ruled Kyushu 3,000 years ago, compete with the real Chi Yuan
But the Suzaku skeleton is a skeleton after all, and has no judgment. Over the years, it has been attached to the bronze tripod, and it has grown from a palm-sized small bird corpse to a mountain high. Starting from the true Chiyuan far away on the other side of the continent, Suzaku Skeleton probably had the illusion that he was more powerful.
The Suzaku array located on the entire continent was in chaos, Luo Cuicui's whole body was shocked, the body of the human Fuji Fudo was suddenly split in two, and the left half of his body was stuck on the ground with layers of rattan sticks attached to it. The right half of the body seemed to be attracted by something, and flew out.
The two and a half stretched their bodies and "Lao Yan flew away", he himself did not understand what was going on, and looked at his other half desperately, forming the most distant pair of eyes in history!
Agitated by this, the reverberation sound that was originally evenly floating in various places became confused, and the Different Control Bureau immediately caught the abnormal signal of the reverberation sound.
"Look, Director Xiao," a researcher moved a pot of spider plants covered in a shield, "the reverberation sound source in the plant suddenly disappeared, and the remaining reverberation sound source mainly comes from the abnormal energy points on the Suzaku totem. The strengths and weaknesses are constantly changing."
Xiao Zheng: "You mean..."
"We may be able to locate the source of the echo!"
"Call the frontline field workers from all over the place - bring Yang Chao, let them dig three feet, and I have to dig out this Luo Cuicui!"
The researcher finally saw the dawn and jumped up, just in time to bump into the person in charge of the research institute who hurried in. The person in charge of the research institute ignored him: "Director Xiao, suddenly received a notice from the superior that our headquarters building is not working properly and important items cannot be properly kept. We are required to submit a series of weapons and equipment for the record...including Mithril."
Xiao Zheng suddenly turned around: "What do you mean? Let us hand over Mithril? Will we be wiped out when necessary? What do you make our brothers on the front line think?"
The person in charge of the research institute smiled wryly: "Director Xiao, at this juncture, you refuse to hand over Mithril, what do you make the organization and the masses think... Are you really accused of being a 'dangerous element'?"
Xiao Zheng said angrily: "Let go..."
At this time, a generous hand held him down.
"You go with them and capture the defectors. Leave it to me." Bureau Huang gave him a deep look, "Don't worry, kid."