President Bingshan's Personal Crazy Dragon

Shen Nian didn't expect that this blood sword, which seemed to be seriously ill, could actually communicate.

Before he could react, the blood sword had already taken action.

It flew over the heads of the paper figures, and a dazzling blood-red light burst out from the sword, covering all the paper figures.

After a few seconds, the light dissipated, and all the paper figures disappeared, replaced by living creatures of flesh and blood.

"Flesh and blood... this is flesh and blood. We have recovered..."

"We have really recovered. I feel hungry. I haven't felt this way for many years..."

"Great! We are finally back to health. After so many years of waiting, we have finally reached this day!"

"My wife and children, they didn't make it..."

"Yes, and my parents, they also couldn't hold on in the endless waiting and chose to self-destruct."

"Compared to those people, we are lucky..."

The villagers cheered excitedly.

What's worse, some were so excited that they couldn't help but burst into tears.

Shen Nian saw it all but said nothing.

"Sir, you are the benefactor of our entire village. Please accept my greetings."

The village chief walked over tremblingly and knelt down in front of Shen Nian.

Immediately afterwards, dozens of villagers knelt down in front of Shen Nian, with expressions of gratitude on their faces.

"Please stand up, everyone. I have only done my little bit. Moreover, I was able to find this blood sword thanks to your guidance."

Shen Nian said softly.

The village chief said, "Sir, this blood sword is very strange. It was left by that person back then. You have to be careful."

Shen Nian nodded, "Thank you for the reminder, I will pay attention to it."

Even without the village chief's reminder, he would have been on high alert, because this blood sword looked really weird.

At this moment, the villagers who had just recovered their flesh and blood began to age rapidly in appearance.

In just a few seconds, they all became wrinkled and had white hair.

Everyone, including the village chief, lay on the ground, dying.

"How is this going?"

Seeing this scene, Shen Nian's expression changed.

The spirit of the weapon sighed every day, "This is the rule of heaven and earth, and everyone must follow it."

"What do you mean?"

Shen Nian frowned, very dissatisfied.

The spirit of the weapon said every day: "They are mortals, and the life span of a mortal is only a hundred years.

However, they were cursed and all turned into paper people, thus breaking away from the rules and sneaking through endless years.

But now, they have regained their flesh and blood, and the endless years of smuggling are about to be returned."

Shen Nian's body trembled, "You mean, they all want to..."

The spirit nodded every day, "Yes, after returning this time, their lifespans have also come to an end.

These people are really pathetic. They have suffered for countless years, but in the end, it is all in vain."

Shen Nian fell silent.

He looked at the people in front of him whose lives were about to come to an end, and he felt very responsible.

He never imagined that the final result would be like this.

"Sir, you don't have to blame yourself. In fact, we already knew this result."

Suddenly, the village chief's voice sounded.

"You...already knew about this?"

Shen Nian was shocked and looked at everyone in disbelief.

It was not until this moment that he noticed that there were no complaints on anyone's face, only a sense of relief and satisfaction.

The village chief said softly, "We had made similar guesses before we regained our flesh and blood bodies, so we were already prepared."

Shen Nian said in a deep voice: "If that's the case, why are you..."

The village chief said: "We have lived for countless years and have long been fed up with this kind of life. For us, living like a puppet is no different from death.

Now, we are content to experience the feelings of flesh and blood again before we die.

Compared to those who gave up halfway, we are very lucky.”

After hearing this answer, Shen Nian hesitated to speak. He didn't know how to respond.

As time passed, the villagers died one by one, and not even their bodies were left behind; they were all turned into dust.

The time they spent smuggling was returned the moment they regained their flesh and blood.

The corpses of ordinary people cannot resist the passage of time at all.

In the end, the village chief also died and his body turned into ashes.

Shen Nian sighed softly, "Time passes by so slowly. Who can resist the ravages of time?"

Even the strongest person can survive for how long?

Theoretically, the extremely powerful ones can be immortal, but what if the whole world is destroyed?

Although, Shen Nian has not seen the destruction of heaven and earth.

However, he was not naive enough to believe that the world could last forever.

Although the extreme realm is powerful, it also relies on the existence of a certain world. If the certain world is destroyed, the strong people in the extreme realm will not be spared.

In fact, even the most powerful ones may not be immortal.

Weren’t even powerful entities like the World Ship and the World God City driven out of the Transcendent Land by the enemy?

So, is there really immortal life in this world?

Shen Nian fell into self-doubt.

Is his own path really correct? What is the point of struggling here?

"Wake up! Boy, wake up!"

In a trance, an urgent voice sounded, which brought Shen Nian back from that special state.

He raised his head and saw the spirit of the weapon Tiantian looking at him anxiously.

"Tiantian? What's wrong with me?"

Shen Nian's face was a little pale, and he asked in a daze.

The spirit of the weapon said in a deep voice: "You almost became a Daoist just now!"

"Transformation?"

Hearing this, Shen Nian's expression changed.

The so-called transformation of Tao means that one's own Tao fruit dissipates and disappears between heaven and earth.

He was still terrified and asked, "What on earth is going on? Why did I become a Taoist for no reason?"

The spirit of the weapon shook his head, "I don't know either. Your condition just now was very strange. You suddenly fell into that special state. I called you for a long time before I woke you up."

Shen Nian frowned.

He suddenly raised his head and looked at the blood sword in the air that was still shining with blood light, and a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes.

Is it...

The weapon spirit Tiantian also looked over and frowned, saying, "This blood sword does have a bit of weirdness to it. I can't quite figure it out."

Shen Nian asked: "What grade of magic weapon is this blood sword?"

The weapon spirit shook his head every day, "I'm not sure, its grade is even higher than mine, it may have already stepped into the realm of transcendence."

Shen Nian was shocked, "Transcendent weapon? In that case, it should also have a weapon spirit?"

He stared at the blood sword, examining it carefully, trying to see clearly what was real and what was fake.

Unfortunately, he was disappointed.

The blood sword is very mysterious and really hard to see through.

After a moment of silence, Shen Nian frowned and said, "Blood Sword, if you really have a spirit, then show yourself!"

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ps: I've been very busy recently, so the updates may not be stable, please forgive me