I Can Record Wonders

Chapter 119: Disciple of Tianjian, Three Lifetimes Curse

"When a person is about to die, their words are often good."

White Lotus Scenic Master closed her eyes.

The corresponding "Six Exits Text" in Fu Ning's inner scene also disappeared.

"White Mountain won't take her!"

"Can you really make Yun Niang stay in White Mountain?"

"This 'Lotus Seed of Hibiscus' will be your reward."

"Stay within my scenic domain and do not take a step out!"

Past scenes flashed through his mind.

Regardless, White Lotus Scenic Master could be considered a good elder.

And it was clear that she genuinely cared for Yun Niang.

But if that's the case, why did she still want to refine Yun Niang?

Fu Ning pondered for a moment, recalling the "Lotus Brand" left in his own Primordial Spirit by White Lotus Scenic Master.

This "Lotus Brand" was formed by the Primordial Spirit of White Lotus Scenic Master, like a blooming lotus, growing in the center of his sea of consciousness.

With just a thought, the lotus in his mind slightly bloomed, and memories quickly flowed through his heart.

A paradise hidden from the world, a secluded village.

The girl experienced innocence, affection, waiting, betrayal, confusion, and hatred...

The once peaceful village became chaotic.

The villagers turned into pools of blood and mud.

As a result, a kind-hearted girl turned into a cold Scenic Master.

Senior Sister A'e once said that White Lotus Scenic Master might have a similar past to Yun Niang.

Now it seemed that White Lotus Scenic Master had experienced far more hardships than Yun Niang.

And the reason she wanted to refine Yun Niang was because of a water-based phenomenon.

Only by comprehending that phenomenon would she have a chance for revenge.

As for her enemies...

Golden robe... Green small sword!

Fu Ning's gaze sharpened, instantly thinking of a source.

"Tianjian Sect!"

It wasn't because Fu Ning had a vast knowledge, but because the name "Tianjian Sect" was too renowned.

If "Sea Horizon Pavilion" was the number one power in the South Sea, then "Tianjian Sect" was the number one in the Great Red Land.

The Great Red Land was located north of the South Sea, rich in underground fire veins and abundant in minerals, making the path of artifact refining flourish.

And "Tianjian Sect" was famous for its sword phenomena.

Legend has it that "Tianjian Sect" had a Sword Prison, where generations of refined spirit swords were locked away.

Each time a spirit sword appeared, it would cause a phenomenon.

Thus, attracting heroes from all over the world.

As a result, the sect had many talented individuals and great influence.

White Lotus Scenic Master's desire for revenge was probably even more difficult than reaching the heavens.

"Sigh..."

Fu Ning pulled out the poisonous thorn from her chest, wiped away the blood on her face, so that she could leave with some dignity.

After doing all this, she turned her head to look at the "Fake Yun Niang" beside her.

Although White Lotus Scenic Master had died, the injuries on the "Fake Yun Niang" did not weaken in the slightest.

Fu Ning pondered for a moment and sank her divine sense into the inner scene.

In the Turtle Shell Space, in one of the squares, the shadow of the "Fake Yun Niang" appeared, and at the same time, a "Maple Leaf" shaped true words text on her body was emitting a faint flame.

[Carved Bone: Fire Departure True Words (Maple Leaf shape, capable of releasing Departure True Fire, burning the host)

Status: Primordial Spirit is under attack, experiencing excruciating headache within an hour, severe damage to Primordial Spirit after an hour, high chance of going insane.]

[Origin Spirit: Fire Maple Tree, evolution progress +5%]

Fu Ning's eyes brightened.

So, all the targets she had "carved bone" on would have their bodily information fed back to her Scenic Palace.

Her Scenic Palace was like a prison, allowing her to see the status of the prisoners at any time.

True words... these feedback information were equivalent to the true words of the host's evolution.

Moreover, it seemed that the host's actions could increase the evolution of the true words.

Based on the status of the carved bone, it could be seen that the "Fake Yun Niang" was currently under attack by her Primordial Spirit.

In a short period of time, it's just a splitting headache. But over time, it will turn into madness.

Fu Ning's gaze narrowed slightly. What he needed was not a madman.

Thinking of this, he quickly fed the drop of royal jelly he had obtained earlier to "Fake Yun Niang".

This royal jelly is a good thing for replenishing the Primordial Spirit. Just a moment after feeding it, she gradually calmed down.

However, her eyes remained closed, and she had not fully regained consciousness.

Taking advantage of this time, Fu Ning carved the true words on the body of "Luo Sai Hu".

Considering the evolution of the true words, he chose the true words evolved from "Ash Carp" this time.

[Carving: Ash Carp True Words (carp-shaped, capable of releasing ice attacks, freezing the host's flesh and blood)

Condition: Seriously injured, unconscious, depleted Origin Qi in the body, estimated to take about five hours to wake up, can accelerate recovery after taking a pill.]

[Origin Spirit: Ash Carp, evolution progress +5%]

After seeing his condition, Fu Ning fed him an "Origin Returning Pill".

After doing all this, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and lay down on the deck.

White Lotus Scenic Master was dead, "Fake Yun Niang" and "Luo Sai Hu" had also been carved with true words by himself.

The only thing he was worried about now was Yun Niang.

Luo Sai Hu and the others were determined to use Yun Niang for alchemy, so they naturally wouldn't easily take her life.

The mist on the ship was a formation prepared in advance by Luo Sai Hu.

Perhaps the elemental stones in the formation had been completely consumed, and the surrounding mist gradually dissipated.

The golden sunlight poured onto the ship, casting red shadows.

Fu Ning lay in the shadow, as if immersed in a sea of blood.

The sea surged, and he swayed with it.

"Three Lives Division..."

Whether it was Luo Sai Hu, Fake Yun Niang, or White Lotus Scenic Master, their target was the "Miao Clan" bloodline of Yun Niang.

"The bloodline of Three Lives Division... is indeed a curse."

Because of it, Fu Ning had lost his eyes and ended up in the South Sea.

Because of it, Yun Niang's parents died, and she herself almost became an alchemical pill.

Because of it, the White Lotus Scenic Master's family was annihilated, and his younger sister's whereabouts were unknown.

Fu Ning looked at the sun in the sky.

In "The Legend of Hong Zu", it is said that the sun evolved from Hong Zu's eyes.

At this moment, Fu Ning looked at the sun as if he was looking at Hong Zu.

Legend has it that Hong Zu created the Three Lives Division to protect the Seventeen Scenic Palaces and the continuation of the human race.

Time passed, thousands of years had gone by.

The human race prospered and the land was magnificent.

But what about the Three Lives Division?

Once the guardians of humanity, once the hands of Hong Zu.

Now they have become prey fought over by mortals, only able to survive cautiously in the cracks.

Man is the knife, and I am the fish.

The former guardians of the Three Lives Division seemed like a joke.

Fu Ning closed his eyes.

He still remembered the dungeon where he was imprisoned.

Hundreds and thousands of Three Lives Division slaves were bred inside.

And how many such dungeons existed in this world?

Too many bloodlines of the Three Lives Division needed to be saved.

It would definitely not be possible for Fu Ning to do it alone.

He needed more like-minded people.

If there were none, then he would create them himself, just like the two on the ship.

Splash~

The red sail above his head fluttered like a flag.

And that's exactly what the Three Lives Division needed, a flag like this.

If the Three Lives Division wanted to live under this sunlight again, they had to make some changes.

Fu Ning looked at the sky, letting the waves carry the small boat.

The wind on the sea was calm, but the people on the sea were surging with excitement.

(End of this chapter)