Chapter 236 The phase comes from the heart, the fallen Tang San
Where is the Blue Silver Emperor he is familiar with?
This is clearly...Dark Blue Silver Grass, right?
Tang San quickly sensed it, and then realized with a gloomy expression that his martial spirit couldn't even be called the Dark Blue Silver Emperor, but was just the Dark Blue Silver Grass like a certain generation of sect leaders in his future generation!
What's going on? ?
King Blue Silver was also shocked and said: "His Royal Highness Prince Blue Silver, has your martial spirit received any special treatment?"
"What do you mean?" Tang San didn't know why.
"When I gave you a second awakening, I activated it through normal means. But the subject of this activation and awakening is you, your martial spirit. Do you understand? I am just an external force. It’s a catalytic converter, and the result is related to you and has nothing to do with me.”
Tang San understood, but his eyes still glared.
"Then why do I feel that my martial spirit is still Blue Silver Grass and not Blue Silver Emperor?"
The expression on Blue Silver King's face remained unchanged, as if it was just a machine with no emotions.
"Because the power affecting your martial soul seems a bit too great! I can only help you complete your first transformation during your second awakening. Do you want to truly become the Blue Silver Emperor, or the Dark Blue Silver Emperor? …I’m afraid, I’m a little helpless and I need you to continue to find a way in the future.”
Tang San took a deep breath.
Could it be that it was because of the influence of the power of the Rakshasa God that his martial soul completely changed from Blue Silver Grass to Dark Blue Silver Grass?
This is the only explanation!
Putting it this way, it makes sense that the Blue Silver King, an 85,000-year-old soul beast, cannot help him fully awaken.
In fact, this is because the Blue Silver King has already obtained Ah Yin's life seed and devoured it before Tang San arrived - this is the characteristic of the Blue Silver Grass.
Although this Blue Silver King has not fully evolved into the Blue Silver Emperor, it still possesses part of the power of the Emperor's bloodline.
In other words, Tang San unintentionally proposed a godfather, and whether his martial spirit can evolve depends on this godfather's mood.
But this godfather has already surrendered to the enemy.
However, the godfather's words are not all deception. Tang San's first martial spirit is indeed bound to the Rakshasa God, because his blue silver herb has a tendency to corrupt, and at the same time, the second martial spirit is seen by the Shura God. superior.
Tang San's expression became a little ferocious, and he looked at his right hand fiercely.
The blue and silver grass leaves with black lines are slowly swaying. The martial spirit has indeed evolved. This feeling is unmistakable.
But there is always a sense of evolution being incomplete.
Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something.
So, he quickly ran to a small river about ten meters away and looked into the water.
"Uh--!"
I saw that the boy reflected in the river was no longer his original handsome appearance.
The eye sockets were sunken deeply, and black seeped out from nowhere, filling the outline of his eye sockets, and his eyes became huge.
His cheeks were pale, as if he had just crawled out of the coffin, and there were even seeping gray-white lines messy on his face, like vomited gastric juices.
At the same time, the corners of his mouth seemed to have become cracked, extending to both sides, almost touching his ears.
Behind the ears, on the upper part of the forehead, the gray-blue hair is like basil, and there are two groups of hair that are obviously knotted, as if they are growing inward.
"No...how could this happen..." Tang San stretched out his hands and found that his arms were like withered branches in the wind.
He trembled and gently touched his skin with his fingers, because he felt that his flesh and blood seemed to have changed.
Just as he scratched his skin with his nails, a stronger sense of vomiting surged into his throat - under the skin, black and purple flesh was squirming!
He suddenly remembered what the Rakshasa God had said to him - life is a rotten skin. Some people think they are wearing armor, but underneath the iron skin, there are still writhing maggots!
"Ah——!"
He put his hands into the river in fear, as if he wanted to strangle the ridiculous figure reflected in the river!
Of course, this is impossible. "Hehe-hehe-hahahahahaha!"
He laughed maniacally.
As he laughed, waves of black aura seemed to spread out from his body, turning into particles and smoke, filling the surroundings of him.
Destiny has given you many gifts. When you accept it, use it, or even feel at ease, you should think in advance about how much time is left before settling the price at this moment.
Maybe, this is what the so-called Xiang is born from the heart. In the original story, when Tang San awakened the Blue Silver Emperor's martial spirit, he was still a man who had not entered the Killing City to experience killing, or gone to Yuexuan to experience education, and only knew how to practice. Little idiot, even the relationship between the two empires and Wuhun Palace still needs Dai Mubai to explain to him.
Therefore, the changes in his appearance brought about by the second sleep at that time really changed him in the direction of "good-looking".
But this time it was different. The darkness in his heart, the setbacks he had experienced, and everything about himself were all the "culprits" that made him look like this.
"Why, is this happening..."
He covered his face and laughed hoarsely. The laughter was so ugly that it sounded like a cry.
Today, Tang San is like a wild beast indulging in black desires. Perhaps, he has been like this for a long time - when he was still in a high position.
However, at that time, Tang San also had other external objects as talismans, such as identity, status, a happy family, and his own blind confidence in what he was doing.
But now he has lost all this, he has nothing.
This second sleep was like peeling him apart bloody, letting him see for himself what was under his original skin.
He once laughed at many people and things, and now he is still laughing wildly. He even wants to dance!
But I wanted to cry again.
Suddenly, a slight cracking sound came into his mind. It was as if someone had split his head open with a knife. Light poured in from there, but it was not light, but the black matter that escaped from his body. The particles returned to his mind again.
He smiled and fell down, falling into the small river. The water overflowed his body and carried him away from this place to the outside world.
In the river of the Rakshasa Temple, he chose to go forward and accept this inheritance, this "test". Is this what he was willing to do? No, it must not be, this is what he did as a last resort.
Once he embarks on this path, there is no turning back.
Just like now, is he willing to become like this? No, nor is it.
But he couldn't stop anymore. He had to continue walking along this road. He had no choice. He could only be pushed forward by the tide in the torrent of fate. He could only——
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Degenerated into a real evil soul master!
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"This is... third brother?"
About an hour ago, the blue silver grass wrapped around Ma Hongjun's body loosened, and he broke free.
He knew in his heart that this should be Tang San's second awakening, so he waited here.
However, he did not wait for Tang San to return, but he was thirsty, so he came to a small river not far away, intending to get water here.
A figure floated down the river.
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