After exhausting myself to death - #After exhausting myself to death | Chapter 249 - Chapter 249 I have been wandering for a long time (36)

Xiao Jiu trembled, and her voice was trembling: “Master, master?” ]

It knew that it was a little weird compared to ordinary sword spirits, but Shen Minghuan suddenly said such a sentence to it, which made it feel inexplicably scary.

Is it really just the sword spirit of its sword master? Isn’t it becoming unclean?

Shen Minghuan said to himself: “The sword spirit of Dingshanhai must have been born and grown so mysteriously due to the interference of some kind of existence. Xiaobai does not have such ability, but even if it is the way of heaven, it should not be able to create life out of thin air. ?”

“The rotation of all things has its own laws. If Heaven wants to kill someone, it must resort to divine punishment, and pregnancy is much more difficult than destruction.” Shen Ming smiled happily, “I guess Xiaojiu should have a fragment of your consciousness. ?”

Therefore, Xiao Jiu’s character is not affected by the sword master or the swordsmith. What really affects it is that small fragment of heaven.

It’s just that – Shen Minghuan originally thought that Tiandao’s character would be absolutely rational and indifferent, but Xiao Jiu didn’t seem to be like this?

Shen Minghuan’s voice spread lightly across the snowy field, and as the last trace fell, a response came impatiently from the void: “Hello, Shen Minghuan.”

Shen Minghuan paused for a moment.

In his imagination, this should be a serious and almost solemn scene. He would at least wait for a while, and then go through a long game and confrontation before he could force Tiandao out.

So what’s going on now?

Shen Minghuan was silent and asked doubtfully: “It sounds like you have wanted to see me for a long time, why don’t you come out?”

The sound is great, and only those who are loved by heaven can hear His voice. Tiandao said: “I’m waiting for you to say you want to see me. I will only show up when you want to see me.”

The monks of the current generation generally believed that the Dao of Heaven was an inexplicable existence and a proxy for the rules of heaven and earth. If they were told that the Dao of Heaven not only had its own consciousness but could also speak, they would probably be shocked.

“Why?” Shen Minghuan asked carefully: “Xiaobai probably didn’t want to see you, but you can appear in front of him.”

Is this a special treatment only given to the “protagonist”?

“I have something to say to him. I show up when I want to. You are different.” Tiandao said in a straight tone without a tone, but there was an inexplicable sincerity and seriousness: “I will respect your ideas.”

Bai Jin Wu and Hei Jin Wu are no different from the insects and ants on the ground in Tiandao’s eyes. He laid out the bloody truth in an understatement, without caring about whether the other party could bear it?

Tiandao is contemptuous and indifferent to the protagonist Bai Jin Wushang, but he repeatedly emphasizes the importance he attaches to Shen Minghuan.

It seemed very bizarre, but Shen Minghuan thought it was understandable. He smiled softly: “I know that you are willing to make a deal with Xiaobai and send me away because you hope that I can be the solution to the problem. Judging from your current attitude, I should Qualified enough?”

No matter how you say it, it is Heaven’s life-saving straw. It is normal for Him to be more diligent.

After Shen Minghuan came back, he was thinking about the energy he obtained after completing it that could cure his fatal injuries. After seeing Tiandao, he found that it felt very similar to it. Thinking that after he completes the task, the small world will break away from the story and become the original world, Shen Minghuan guesses that this energy should be a kind of original world.

Tiandao tried his best to send him away from the divine domain, and also made a special trip to give the sword spirit of Shanhai a mysterious and mysterious “system” identity. It seems that he specially made a trip to trick him into completing the task and use him as a medium to absorb other small worlds. The energy when forming is used to complement oneself.

Shen Minghuan thought so, but…

“What qualifications?” Tiandao Gujing Wubo’s voice was distorted with a hint of panic: “Don’t talk nonsense, I have not made a deal with other humans!”

Shen Minghuan was choked up and felt that Tiandao’s attitude was getting more and more strange. He had only said one sentence, but the other party seemed to have been greatly wronged?

Shen Minghuan didn’t believe that Bai Jinwu would lie to him, “Didn’t you promise Xiaobai that as long as he voluntarily died, you would help me leave the divine realm and start a new life?”

“What does it have to do with me whether he is dead or alive! I asked him to send you away, but I didn’t make a deal with him!” Tiandao was furious: “This is obviously an order!”

This damn human being actually slandered Him in front of Shen Minghuan! Tiandao didn’t know what it felt like to be angry. He just felt like he wanted to strike thunder.

Shen Minghuan frowned, “What does it have to do with you…”

He repeated the other person’s words in disbelief and said in surprise: “If Bai Jinwu refused to sacrifice his body, you would die, but now you ask what does it have to do with you?”

“I’m not afraid of death.” Tiandao regained his unfazed calm and said, “Aren’t you afraid too? Shen Minghuan.”

He paused for a moment and then quickly added: “Although I know you are not afraid, I still hope you live.”

“I thought Heaven wouldn’t lie.” Shen Minghuan’s expression did not change, and he did not feel flattered by this favor from Heaven. He analyzed rationally: “If you really want me to live, why do you want me to return to God’s Realm?”

Bai Jin all hoped that Shen Minghuan would come back, but he did return to the God’s Domain after completing the tasks in the five small worlds, and the only one who could tamper with it was the Dao of Heaven.

Tiandao said: “It’s not me, it’s you who wants to come back.”

He said, “Your sword knows you well.”

Dingshanhai is Shen Minghuan’s sword, and Xiaojiu is the sword spirit of Dingshanhai.

The mountains and the sea and the spring of all things are existences that will never go to waste with Gu Shen Minghuan’s will.

Bai Jin has no selfish motives, he wants Shen Minghuan to live, and Shanhai will only obey Shen Minghuan’s will. At worst, people will die when the sword is broken, and life and death will end up together.

Everyone was trying to send Shen Minghuan away from danger in various ways, but Shen Minghuan chose to come back.

A hundred years ago, Bai Jinwu glimpsed the truth of the world from his dream. Heaven entered his dream and coldly pronounced his fate, and then asked him to “kill” Shen Minghuan.

Bai Jinwu regarded this as a deal. One end of the scale was his life, and the other end was Shen Minghuan’s life. Bai Jinwu planned to follow it without even thinking about it.

The Nine-Death Resurrection Pill retained Shen Minghuan’s soul, and the fragments of heaven inspired the sword spirit of Dingshanhai. The barriers of the world were willing to be torn apart for the sleeping young man, protecting him through the turbulence of time and space, and going to a freer and more wanton place. the other side.

But Ding Shanhai understands his master and understands that even if he loses his memory, even if he forgets the days when they fought side by side, he will still send Shen Minghuan back in the end.

Xiaojiu’s character was influenced by the way of heaven, but he was as firm and decisive as his master.

Dingshanhai is Shen Minghuan’s sword. No matter how much Tiandao and Bai Jinwu deceive it and convince it with reasons that it cannot refuse, it will always be loyal to Shen Minghuan.

Shen Minghuan sighed and smiled lightly.

It is indeed his sword.

“Although there is some suspicion of self-righteousness, but… I think you seem to be very special to me?” Shen Minghuan’s eyebrows were gentle, and Tiandao’s attitude towards him always reminded him of Bai Jinwu, Luo Jinghong, and Mo Jingchun.

“Why do you think you are self-righteous? Am I not obvious enough?” Tiandao said solemnly: “All humans are stiff, rigid, and dusty. You are different, you are shining!”

Since the birth of consciousness, Tiandao has found itself bound by invisible threads. Human beings call this fate, but it turns out that Tiandao also has destiny.

Tiandao doesn’t care much. He has no emotions, so of course he won’t feel scared. It’s just that for a long time, He watched humans perform the same drama again and again, and sometimes found it very boring.

Yes, God’s Realm has collapsed and restarted, and Tiandao has died several times. For some reason, every time he “comes back to life”, he still remembers the past. Such an experience may drive people crazy, but God will not. He just watches indifferently as all this happens again.

Until Shen Minghuan appeared.

Not everyone is in the storybook, and the narrow pages cannot describe everyone’s joys and sorrows. For example, the small Lian Village at the foot of Qingzhi Mountain was just an abandoned courtyard for the rich in the last reincarnation.

However, these nameless people also constitute the beings of the God Realm in the storybook. As “oppressed people” and “monks with mediocre talents”, they become the foils for the main characters. There is no plot on them, but they are equally false. .

Only Shen Minghuan is different.

“This world is like a pool of stagnant water, and you are the only one who is the most powerful one.”

If Tiandao had eyes, they would probably shine as brightly as when Jiang Yunqi mentioned Shen Minghuan. Tiandao said, “Shen Minghuan, you are my proudest, most satisfied, and favorite child!”

Shen Minghuan: “…”

It would have been very touching, if not for those last two words.

Shen Minghuan sighed: “Thank you, but I don’t like to be a son to others.”

“I’m not a human being, I’m a god.”

“I don’t have the habit of being a son to Heaven.” Shen Minghuan sighed again, “In this case, do you have a way to get rid of your fate?”

He thought that he was Tiandao’s means of self-rescue. He thought that since Tiandao judged that he had “completed all tasks”, there should be a way to change the outcome. The worst result would be that he would die if he lost the original energy to repair his injuries. .

As a result, his guess cannot be said to be exactly the same as the facts, it can only be said that it has nothing to do with it.

Tiandao answered Shen Minghuan’s every question very seriously, “Although I am Tiandao, I only run the laws on my behalf and do not have much control over the world. ‘Story’ is the master of the world.”

“So,” Tiandao said, “I can’t help it.”

It is not easy for a small world to be born. The Divine Realm is now like an unborn fetus, and the “story” is the mother body. It must either perform the trick well and be born smoothly, or it may kill two people.

If the story is destroyed, the world will be destroyed.

Shen Minghuan lowered his eyebrows, and after a moment, he raised his head: “Then I will be the master.”

He had also heard about laws from the system when he was fast traveling. Laws are the rules by which the world operates, such as the sun rising and the moon setting, and the flowers blooming and withering.

If Ben can be the master of a story, why can’t he, Shen Minghuan, be the master?

He came to write the future for this world.

Tiandao seemed to be shocked. He was silent for a long time and suddenly realized: “No wonder you don’t want to be my son. It turns out you want to be my father!”