Condor Heroes] This sculpture is not that sculpture

My name is Feng Yu, and I was a cultivator in my previous life.

My previous life...now it seems...probably far away from me.When I was about to ascend to the fairyland, I failed to cross the tribulation.

He was supposed to be able to become a Sanxian, but he suddenly felt a huge shock of his soul, ejected from his body, and then his eyes went black.

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When I woke up again, I only felt that my body was extremely heavy and my vision was blurred.Trying to stretch the five fingers of both hands, only the sound of 'rustling' was heard in my ears.

Fingertips, I can't feel the coldness I'm used to; I can't see the complete light clearly when I lift my eyes.

Not only did I lose my human form, but I also seemed to be blind in one eyeball.

He didn't have time to worry about his body, so he tried to mobilize the true energy in his body, and found that there was still a trace of true energy floating in the soul.

I breathed a sigh of relief.

fine.As long as you can use your true energy, you can start over and practice again.

After circulating the true qi in my body for seven weeks, my vision finally gradually became clear, and I looked at the surrounding environment.This is a somewhat cold cave, with no sunlight outside, probably located in a gloomy valley.

Slowly opening my limbs, I can finally take a good look at my physical body.

I have to say that this body is clumsy and a bit fat.A pair of wings wrapped in messy black-gray feathers dragged on the ground, and some deformed two claws replaced feet, and they were tightly fastened into the soil on the ground. You can even see the nails dyed black on the top of the claws.

Frowning, I retracted my gaze.

It seems that he has to step up to restore his strength and improve this ugly body.I also don't know if my current physique is the same as if I used the previous humane exercises to practice.

Perhaps it was because he was engrossed in his thoughts, and the surroundings were also unusually quiet.When I regained consciousness, I realized that there was a short breathing sound not far from me.

The light was too dim, and only a dark shadow could be vaguely seen in the corner.

The people in the darkness seemed to be trembling all the time, as if they were enduring something.And I smell the blood coming from him.

The only eye suddenly became sharp, not only because there was such a strange person in such a place, but also because, as a cultivator of immortality, I saw a trace of luck from the other person.

People with luck are the darlings of the world.The treasure that others can't find in a lifetime, if you change your luck, you won't die from poisoning, serious injury, or falling off a cliff, but you will get the treasure.

It is even more terrifying if the cultivator has luck.Ordinary people spend thousands of years, perhaps starting from foundation building, to consecration, integration, heartbeat, and then they can achieve the golden elixir with difficulty.However, people with good luck always encounter great opportunities, jump through several cultivation periods, and sit on an equal footing with Jindan Daoist.

A lucky person...?interesting.I am not very afraid of the other party, not to mention whether there are immortal cultivators in this world, just look at this person's aura is getting weaker and weaker, and there is no real energy in his body, so with my current strength that has fallen to the consecration stage, I can kill He is also a breeze.

Hehe, luck is also based on strength.

"Aunt...Aunt..." At this moment, some murmurs escaped from the unconscious man's mouth.

Frowning, the tall figure approached the other party.The moonlight gradually became brighter, and I saw that the man on the ground was pale due to blood loss, but his facial features were handsome, but his eyes were closed and his brows were deeply furrowed, obviously in pain.A flush of cheeks showed that he was running a fever.

Turning his eyes to his limbs, he saw that his right shoulder was wrapped in a cloth strip, and it was stained with blood, but he could not see his lower arm.

If this person is really the child of luck, then I can be sure that there is absolutely no cultivator in this world.If a cultivator reaches the golden core, he will have the opportunity to reshape his physical body. It's just an arm, which can be repaired easily.And this person is obviously a person of luck, how could he end up in the miserable situation of losing his right arm?

Looking at the man curled up on the ground, the tall and burly figure slowly raised one wing, the true energy wandered along the edge of the wing, and slowly formed a sharp air flow, with a murderous look in his eyes.

As long as I think about it, if this blow goes on, this fragile and useless life on the ground will die completely.

……

However, the figure didn't move for a while, just looking at the man's closed eyes and painful expression.

Finally, with a sigh, Da Diao put down the sharp blade in his hand.Squatting down slowly, he wrapped the man in his arms with his wings.