Dialogue With Evil Gods: Become A Follower Of Tianzun At The Beginning

It's so messy.

Seeing Wangcai excitedly circling Luo Huainan, Su Lin thought that even Wangcai thought Luo Huainan was real, that is to say, at least in the eyes of animals, Luo Huainan on the ground and Luo Huainan standing in front of him South, there is no difference.

Su Lin stared at Luo Huainan, and said tiredly, "It's all like this now, now you can always tell me about the matter you are hiding?"

Luo Huainan recovered from her trance, she frowned slightly, and nodded slightly.

"Actually, I met myself at the Wu'an Inn that day."

Su Lin's expression suddenly became serious: "Meet yourself?"

"Well, it's the person who looks exactly like me and wears exactly the same as me. Didn't everyone have supper at the entrance of the inn? I wanted to go to the toilet, so I went to the backyard of the inn. That's where I met. Here she is."

"and then?"

"We were talking, and she asked who I was, and I asked who she was, and she knew everything, and before I could react, she picked up the pitchfork in the backyard and stabbed at me, I was startled and turned sideways Hiding, she didn't stand firm, so... fell to the ground, hit her head on a stone and knocked her to death.

Then I was very scared, so I dragged her body out of the back door. Isn't there a dry toilet in the place outside the back door? I just threw the body in, and then used a pitchfork to push the body under the dung water. "Luo Huainan said absently.

Su Lin stared at Luo Huainan: "This happened, why didn't you tell me?"

"I, I'm afraid that Su Lin big brother will think that I'm the fake Luo Huainan, because she really resembles me! She knows everything I know!" Luo Huainan argued, "I finally got from The dead have become living again, and I am very afraid that I will become a monster."

While talking, Luo Huainan covered his face and began to sob.

At this time, Nan Zhixian suddenly said: "Maybe it's a problem with the blood essence of the phoenix!"

Su Lin: "Reason?"

"It is rumored that after the phoenix reached the age of 500, he gathered incense wood to set himself on fire, and then he was reborn from the ashes of the ashes. The phoenix blood in the Yangyang Dan is not the blood shed from the phoenix. The blood is not so much the blood of the phoenix. A synonym for the power of life.

Generally, the body of a phoenix that has just nirvana is full of essence blood, and what is collected at this time is the essence blood of the phoenix.

In the ashes after the self-immolation of the phoenix, the blood of the phoenix also remains. According to the alchemy, collecting the ashes of the newly nirvana can also have the same effect.

I once heard a story that when a herbal picker went up the mountain one day, he saw the phoenix nirvana with his own eyes, but for some reason, the phoenix nirvana failed. The medicine man collected the pile of ashes home and told the villagers about it.

The villagers didn't believe it at first, but the herb pickers just happened to pick up a tail feather from the Phoenix before it set itself on fire, so the villagers believed it. After discussion, they enshrined the pile of ashes in the village's ancestral hall to protect the village.

As a result, after one night, the ashes in the ancestral hall were reduced by half.

On the third day, a young bird with bright feathers emerged from the half of the ashes. The young bird grew to the size of a peacock in just a few days, and people from hundreds of miles around came to visit it.

After that, a few days later, a house in the village caught fire. Everyone in the village went to get water to put out the fire, but no matter how much water was poured on it, the fire could not be weakened, and the flames did not spread to the surroundings, and only burned the house. straw hut.

Afterwards, the firefighters only heard the song of a bird, and saw the phoenix flying out of the ancestral hall and rushing into the sea of ​​flames.

After half a cup of tea, a crimson bird shadow pierced through the roof and soared into the sky, flying into the distance, and the raging fire was automatically extinguished.

After the villagers went in, they found that the family of the herb pickers had been burned to charred corpses, and there was a peacock-sized bird corpse in the house. "

Su Lin frowned, unable to understand what Nan Zhixian wanted to express through this story for a while.

But Nan Zhixian quickly added: "The person who told me this story finally asked me a question. At the time, I thought it was a bit tricky, but now that I think about it, I feel that there is no deep meaning. The person asked me: Since the Phoenix It is resurrection from the burnt dead ashes, what if the pile of dead ashes is divided into two piles?

If there were two piles of dead ashes, from which pile of ashes would the Phoenix be reborn? Is it just a random pile, or a pile that needs to meet special conditions?

This kind of horny behavior can go a step further. If someone divides the ashes into thousands of parts and grinds the ashes into fine powder, will the phoenix be resurrected from a certain piece of fine powder?

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So, among the countless pieces of ashes, which piece will the phoenix appear? "

After listening to this question, and re-examining the story Nan Zhixian told before, Su Lin had some ideas.

Obviously, after the herbalist handed over the ashes of the phoenix, his inner greed overcame his reason, and he went back to the ancestral hall at night, stole half of the ashes of Nirvana and put them in his home.

After that, a reborn phoenix was indeed born from the ashes in the ancestral hall, but the phoenix at that time may not be a complete phoenix, otherwise there would be no fire that could not be extinguished at the end of the story.

In that fire, the last remaining bird corpse should also be the Phoenix corpse.

For the flying phoenix, it should be just a useless body. The real phoenix has already merged into one in the fire and left soaring into the sky.

The current situation of the Phoenix in this story is a bit similar to that of Luo Huainan. Luo Huainan just vomited blood and died, and then another Luo Huainan appeared inexplicably, much like the Phoenix Nirvana in the story.

But Su Lin still didn't understand.

Isn't the effect of Huanyang Pill to revive the body? How can people still obtain the ability of Nirvana?

And from Luo Huainan's point of view, she is not just a pure Nirvana, she also met another identical self when she was alive, and there is no difference whether it is the body or the memory.

This reminded Su Lin of the swamp man theory proposed by a scholar in a previous life, but if this example is applied to Luo Huainan, then she and her swamp man are now coexisting, and this is no longer a simple ethical issue.

"In short, the problem is indeed in the Yangyang Pill, but there is no solution for now."

Su Lin sighed, looked at Luo Huainan who was covering his face and crying, thought for a while, and comforted him clumsily: "Huainan, this is actually not a big deal... There must be a way to solve it."

Luo Huainan bit her lip and asked softly, "Su Lin big brother, don't you hate me?"

"How could I hate you?" Su Lin smiled wryly. Although he also felt strange facing the current Luo Huainan, it was by no means disgusting.

Luo Huainan stretched his arms and threw himself on Su Lin, buried his head on Su Lin's chest, and mumbled, "That's great!"

For her now, this is indeed the best result.

Su Lin big brother didn't find out, what a fluke of luck.