Waking Up From Chaos
After drinking it, he found it difficult to breathe.
"Am I going to die?"
"Haha…"
"What a joke. I just received a powerful magic tool and I'm about to die.”
He opened his left hand and looked at the palm print on it.
He didn't know if his vision was blurry or if he was hallucinating, but he could see a faint golden luster on his palm.
"Susu…Susu…"
He weakly called out a few words, but the woman playing the zither did not appear.
"Hu…"
Breathing became more and more difficult.
Even without looking in the mirror, he could feel how pale his face was.
She thought of her grandfather and her father who was trapped in the darkness.
He pulled himself together a little.
No!
He couldn't just die like this. There were still many things he hadn't completed.
Thinking of this, he supported his body with his hands and tried his best to sit up straight.
After sitting up, he placed his hands on his knees.
He took a deep breath and threw away all his thoughts. He circulated the Turtle Breathing Technique and tried his best to enter the state of Turtle Breathing.
The Turtle Breathing Technique was not a simple method of holding one's breath. It also had the effect of clearing one's breath and concentrating one's mind.
As soon as he entered the state, he realized that his breathing was becoming more and more normal, and the blood in his body was rushing straight to his head.
Waves of swelling pain, coupled with the knife-like pain that had spread all over his body.
He almost fell to the side a few times.
They endured the pain and sat up again.
In a trance, he felt that there were people standing in front of him and behind him.
That sweet voice seemed to cheer him on from time to time.
"Hold on…Just get through it!"
The voices of the other divine artifacts echoed.
Then, he felt that it was raining. The rain kept patting on his body, and the sound of the rain accompanied the rolling of thunder.
Another wave of inexplicable coldness swept through his body.
......
After an unknown amount of time.
In the hall.
"Success!"
"It really is an innate spirit body?"
"Susu, your taste is really good!”
"Wasn't there someone who disdained to participate in the trivial matters of mortals?”
"This is a spirit body! If there was such a good thing, I would still be willing!”
"Look, there's a 'Ghost Curse Tattoo' on his body!”
A group of " magicians " surrounded Su Ming in the hall.
Su Ming's consciousness was immersed in chaos at this time. He didn't notice the movements of these people outside at all.
However, his complexion was slowly recovering, and some color had gradually returned to his face.
Marinda looked at Su Ming with a smile.
His expression was as if he had received a long-awaited gift.
"Although this 'Ghost Curse Rune' is filled with evil energy and can devour luck, with me around, all of this will change. At least his luck will gradually change.”
Seeing Marinda's confident face, the other divine artifacts looked at her.
In the 'crowd', a woman in a red muslin dress holding a pipa said,"This is also what makes you special. If it were me, I might have been devoured myself.”
Another burly man in armor with a mountain axe said,"Ha, you have to have the ability to fuse with his bloodline!”
A young man holding a staff asked,""Speaking of which, if you were to deal with that guy in the river, would you be confident?”
Marinda frowned and thought for a moment before saying,"There's really no way to compare this matter. Its power in the river can't be underestimated.”
"Dang!"
The sound of metal knocking came from the crowd.
Everyone looked at one person.
It was an old man with a white beard and eyebrows. He was tall and thin, and he held a black dagger in both hands.
"What if we attack together?"
The moment the old man spoke, the others fell silent.
Susu smiled faintly,"Ha, if we attack together, don't talk about a mere Ghost King."
She paused and stopped smiling. She looked at everyone with a serious expression and said,"However, if we leave the mountain together, I'm afraid it will be even more difficult to end it. At that time, we will only be destroyed together.”
After hearing Marinda's words, the divine artifacts looked at each other.
Marinda raised her head and looked at the sky outside the courtyard. It was already slightly white.
"The sky is about to brighten! Everyone, go back! I'll come back often to see everyone in the future.”
After hearing Marinda's words, the others all disappeared one after another and returned to where they should be.
In the end, only a youth in green and a burly man were still standing on the spot.
"You guys have thoughts about him too?"
Marinda looked at the two people who were standing there for a long time.
"No, Sister Susu, I don't have any feelings for him. I just want to offer my meager strength."”
"Susu, I see that this child is a little thin!" Hehe…"
"Alright!" Marinda nodded.
The two of them were delighted.
The green-robed youth transformed into a magic sword covered in green bronze rust. The scabbard was engraved with the pattern of the Eight Trigrams, and there was a Daoist secret talisman on the hilt.
The car landed beside Su Ming with a crisp sound.
The muscular man transformed into a silver mist, forming a human-shaped armor in the air.
After getting close to Su Ming, he gradually became one.
Su Ming's originally trembling body suddenly became more stable, and he sat on the futon more and more solemnly.
......
The sky was bright!
The courtyard door was opened from the outside.
The young Taoist priest walked in.
This time, he came in with a tray.
There were some fruits and a bowl of hot porridge on it.
The moment she entered, she smelled a strong stench.
It was like the stench of the sewers.
He saw Su Ming sitting on the futon and facing the statue of the Sona Girl.
He put a few plates of fruits on the table and then placed the hot porridge beside Su Ming.
"Little Junior Brother, you must be starving because you haven't slept for a night!”
He put down the porridge and patted Su Ming's shoulder from behind.
He immediately pulled his hand away when he felt that it was sticky.
She pinched her nose and walked to the side.
Because he saw Su Ming's disheveled face from the front.
His face and body were filthy, as if he had just been fished out of a smelly drain.
Moreover, the stench was clearly coming from his body.
Su Ming was still sitting quietly.
He picked up the steamed bun that was placed on the offering table last night and walked out quickly.
After a while, his grandfather and the old Taoist priest walked in.
After entering, he saw Su Ming sitting on a futon.
The stench of the hall was thick.
They leaned closer to look at Su Ming.
"Little Ming!"
Grandpa called out.
There was no response for a long time.
The old Taoist priest at the side sighed,"This kid is indeed material!”
Grandpa glanced at the magic sword beside Su Ming.""Looks like I can really come up the mountain to accompany you in the future.”
The old Taoist priest smiled and said,"Eldest Senior Brother, stop pretending. You were very clear before yesterday!"”
Su Ming slowly opened his eyes.
He twisted his neck.
She rubbed her eyes with her hand and felt that her face was slippery.
He instinctively put his hand under his nose and sniffed it.
He almost vomited.
"You're awake?"
Grandpa was watching from the side.
Su Ming looked up at his grandfather and the old Taoist priest behind him.
"Me, grandpa! What happened to me?"
Su Ming was a little dazed. He remembered that the last scene was when he drank the last bit of water in the kettle and then entered the state of a turtle.
"Nothing happened to you. Everything went smoothly. Look at what's next to you.”
Grandpa looked at Su Ming with a relaxed face and smiled slightly. The wrinkles on his face were almost squeezed together.
Su Ming looked at it!
An ancient greenish-bronze sword.
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