Body-driven whip!

The corpse-driven whip was inserted into the ground, revealing only half of the handle on the ground.

On the empty construction site, a corpse-driven whip was inserted alone, making people feel extremely lonely and sad.

This is a family heirloom of the corpse-driven corpse, a weapon that Chen Xiucai never leaves, but now he is finally separated from him.

The night wind blew by, and the corpse-driven whip that had followed his master for dozens or hundreds of years still stood stubbornly, just like its stubborn master.

The whip is black and shiny, full of the vicissitudes and heaviness of time.

The corpse-driven whip left my body, and my last glimmer of hope was also shattered. Master is really dead!

Looking at the corpse-driven whip in front of me, it was like seeing Chen Xiucai, because it was the only token left by Chen Xiucai.

I knelt down straight at the corpse-driven whip and bowed three times in a row. I felt like something was blocking in my throat, and I couldn't speak even if I swallowed. Only tears flowed silently on my face.

Seeing me kneeling down, Lei Zi also knelt down, kowtowing three times, and his forehead was worn out.

Lei Zi's eyes were red, his expression was pious, and he clasped his fists and said, "Although I am only half of your disciple, in my mind, you will always be my master!"

During these days, Lei Zi has learned martial arts with the care of Chen Xiucai. In Lei Zi's mind, Chen Xiucai has always been the person he respects the most. Now that Chen Xiucai is dead, Lei Zi's grief is definitely no less than mine.

When I kowtowed to the corpse whip, I realized that there were words left on the ground.

These characters are flying and flying, vigorous and powerful, and each stroke goes deeper than half an inch below the ground. Looking at the traces, it seems like they were drawn out on the ground with a corpse-driven whip.

I widened my eyes and read it word by word: "Life is a hero, and death is a hero!"

Two lines of poetry are portrayed on the sand.

Two short ancient poems are full of endless heroic spirit.

These two lines of poetry were left by Chen Xiucai. They are not only a true portrayal of his own life, but also a memorable teaching left to us.

Life is just a few decades, and it is not easy to come to the world. If we live in this world, we should be heroes among human beings! Even if we are dead, we should become heroes among ghosts!

This is the most precious spiritual wealth left to us by Samantabhaus Chen.

Be a teacher for one day and be a father for life!

My ten fingers penetrated deeply into the ground, and I secretly swear in my heart that I will definitely live up to the expectations of Chen Xiucai in this life!

In my mind, I could imagine the scene at that time:

Chen Xiucai was alone, holding his head up and chest out. Countless ghosts surrounded him from all directions, but there was no fear on Chen Xiucai's face. He looked cold, waved the corpse-driven whip, calmly wrote two lines of poem on the ground, "Life is a hero, and death is a hero!", and then laughed loudly and walked forward. His thin figure was gradually swallowed up by the ghost group.

Ku Junwei also knelt down at the corpse-driven whip, clasped his fists and bowed, and said with emotion: "Your master is a real hero!"

Lei Zi and I nodded. In our minds, Chen Xiucai is the eternal hero!

In fact, before this, I just wanted to make money and live a life of simplicity. But for some reason, maybe it was touched by Chen Xiucai. At this moment, I suddenly changed my mind. I swear to myself that in this life, I will be like Chen Xiucai, a great hero and hero who stands tall and strong!

The past is like smoke, like yellow film, flashing in front of my eyes.

Chen Xiucai helped me borrow a corpse to renew my soul; Chen Xiucai taught me to light the sky lantern; Chen Xiucai fought against Xu Wangxin to cover my escape; Chen Xiucai had a great battle with the thousand-year-old white skin in the Yizhuang Village; we drank and chatted with Chen Xiucai; Chen Xiucai stroked his beard and scolded us...

Too many, too many, not enough to come one by one.

These pasts are all engraved in the depths of my soul and are also the source of my inner sorrow.

"Master——"

I was finally able to make a sound and whistle to the dark night sky.

My screams passed through the sky of the nine heavens, and perhaps on the other side of the world, Chen Xiucai could hear my voice.

For some reason, at this moment, my pupils suddenly turned red.

But it was not red because of crying, it was the blood-red. All the scenes in front of me turned into blood-red.

Lei Zi looked at me in surprise: "Jiu Lizi, what's wrong with you? Your eyes..."

At this moment, the breath in my body was circulating rapidly, and the blood in my body was burning like it was boiling, and a kind of inexplicable bloodthirsty desire arose deep in my heart!

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!"

I couldn't help but scream, and my whole body became as terrifying as a beast.

My brain consciousness is still clear, but my limbs are not controlled. It seems that a nuclear bomb is detonated in my body, causing violent force. This force quickly spreads along my eight extraordinary meridians to the whole body, feeling like it is almost tearing my body apart.

"Jiuyizi! Are you okay? What's wrong with you?" Leizi reached out and pressed his hand on my shoulder. A powerful force rebounded instantly. Leizi screamed and was directly bounced away, falling to his nose and face.

Lei Zi covered his bleeding nose and got up in panic: "Brother Wei, please take a look, what's wrong with Jiu Qizi? Why is it like going crazy?"

Compared to Leizi, Ku Junwei seemed very calm. He frowned slightly and said to himself: "This power is really terrible. One day, I don't know if anyone can control him! Alas, Master Xiucai, your move is dangerous. I really don't know whether it's good or bad!"

Leizi ran to Ku Junwei: "Brother Wei, what are you gurgling in the jerk? Hurry up and save Jiujizi!"

Ku Junwei glanced at Lei Zi: "I think you should care about yourself first, right? Your nose is broken, be careful of disfigurement! As for Jiuyizi, don't worry, he won't be in trouble!"

Ku Junwei said, and actually pulled Lei Zi to the side and sat down. Each of them held a cigarette, completely ignoring my life and death.

"It's so uncomfortable..."

I rolled around the ground, howling constantly, as if crazy.

At this moment, I was conscious, but I seemed to have lost my human nature. A bloodthirsty impulse in my heart, which made me feel scared.

I am afraid of myself at this moment, and I don’t know what’s wrong with me.

My body was roasted like a fire, and I felt that my bones were about to be scorched, my whole body was red, and my clothes were torn to pieces, revealing my strong body.

After a burst of hot and painful feeling, a deep cold followed.

In just a short quarter of an hour, I experienced the torture of ice and fire. Sometimes I felt like I was in the stove, and sometimes I felt like I was in the ice cellar. Both feelings made me feel very painful.

My body seemed to have lost its temperature, my body was terriblely cold, and all I vomited from my mouth was cold smoke.

What's even more strange is that I was surprised to see a layer of strange green hair appearing on my body surface.

I suddenly remembered the dead corpse that had undergone corpse transformation before. Could it be... am I going to undergo corpse transformation? But I have never been poisoned by corpse?

At this time, Lei Zi, who was sitting next to him, jumped up in surprise, pulled Ku Junwei and shouted: "Brother Wei, look! Look! What's wrong with Jiu Qizi? Is he going to turn into a Hulk? Why... why did he grow green hair on his body?"

Ku Junwei looked at me with bright eyes, frowning, and there was no expression on his face. I didn't know what he was thinking.

Finally, after a very painful torture, my body temperature gradually warmed up and slowly returned to normal.

And the layer of green hair on my body disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared before.

I lay on the ground with my back and forth, sweating all over and my clothes were torn, as if I had walked around the gates of hell.

It's strange that after experiencing the inhuman torture just now, I feel refreshed now. There seems to be a force in my body, which slowly flows through my blood vessels like a clear spring, making me feel an indescribable comfort. Before, I was seriously injured and felt exhausted, but now, my whole body is reborn and the spiritual platform is clear. Even if I close my eyes, I seem to be able to see everything in the dark.

I opened my mouth again and whistled to the sky: "Ah——"

Then, I knelt on one knee on the ground, and my right hand fisted, like a cannonball that was blowing hard at the ground.

With a muffled bang, my fist sank into the ground, leaving a clearly visible fist impression on the ground.

I raised my right hand and looked at my fist incredibly. I could clearly feel that my strength seemed to have been raised to another level.

"Jiuyizi, congratulations!" Ku Junwei came behind me.

"What are you congratulating me?" I asked in a daze.

Ku Junwei said: "Congratulations on entering the third level of Zhuyou!"

"Zhuyou's third level realm?" I opened my mouth, and in addition to being excited, I felt more incredible. I never expected that in such a short time, my cultivation level would actually increase to another level.

I looked at my hands in disbelief, and Ku Junwei said: "Maybe it was your master's death that has caused a great impact on you and stimulated your potential!"

I sighed and said with a sad look: "If Master can still live, he will definitely be happy for me!"

Ku Junwei glanced at the black sky, as if thinking, and said indifferently: "Maybe... Master Xiucai is not dead!"

"Master is not dead?" I was suddenly shocked.

Ku Junwei slowly withdrew his gaze: "I mean maybe! Have you forgotten an important thing? From beginning to end, we didn't see the body of Xiucai! Without seeing the body, we can't conclude 100% that Xiucai is dead!"

yes!
Chapter completed!