When Jianxiu came to the Western Fantasy Continent

Hearing Hong Ming's conclusion, which is very prophetic of Dafa, Saen shrugged his shoulders. Although the man in gray robe is very crazy, it is really not so boring with him. Now there are only the two of them left... Saen suddenly He found that this seemed to be the second time they had been alone since they met. Of course, the first time was a very tragic experience in every sense, and he didn't want to recall it at all.But how will the journey down develop?Sann sighed.

"Lord Hong Ming, should we set off?"

"Naturally, how far is it from the Red Sea?"

Sarn quickly recalled the map in his mind, "According to the previous speed, about a month and a half. The gray robe is gone this time, should we hurry up?"

Hong Ming shook his head lightly, "My realm is not yet stable, so it is not appropriate to advance quickly."

I really don't know what the so-called "realm" is, but if there is an enemy like the Lich King at the destination this time, it's better to walk slowly.Sarn smiled slightly, "Everything is up to you, my lord."

They only walked about fifty miles that day, Jianfei was worse than a bird, and landed in a small forest as soon as it got dark.Sarn really couldn't understand this lord's love of the wilderness. During the two months of traveling with him, except for the forest and the desert, he slept in the wilderness almost every night, which was extremely boring.But in this regard, he had no room to intervene, sighed secretly, and he got up helplessly to grab tonight's dinner.

Today's luck was not bad. It took only a few minutes for a forest chicken to fall into the palm. Sarn carried the dead chicken with a broken neck and walked back to the station. Not surprisingly, he saw a pile of lit bonfires.He squatted down and plucked the feathers of the chicken neatly, removed the internal organs, and then spread the remaining salt on the chicken. When he was about to set the fire, he suddenly found that Hong Ming was staring at him.

Sarn couldn't help raising his eyebrows. This is really not the first time he has watched his own barbecue. What's so good about this thing?But he still dutifully asked, "Would you like some?"

Hong Ming shook his head, "No need." After a short pause, he asked again, "Do dark elves live on blood?"

blood food?Do you mean meat? "That's right." Sarn replied bluntly. Dark elves do eat more meat, but that's only because there are too few underground plants. Some mistresses even enjoy fresh fruit as a luxury. After all, dark elves are also a kind of elves. , It is their nature to like fruit, "In addition to meat, some ground algae and fungi are also good substitutes."

"But I've never seen you eat fruits and vegetables."

This is a bit weird... Saen couldn't help but look at Hong Ming more, if I remember correctly, this is the first time he asked himself these trifles, right?Apart from learning the language and Oren's common sense, he never said anything about himself, and he never asked about things that had nothing to do with cultivation. What happened today?

A little interested, Sarn put the forest chicken on the fire and slowly roasted it, and said, "I just don't like it very much, maybe I ate too many mushrooms and ground moss in the ground. Nausea. And..." He held up the branch with the chicken hanging in his hand, "The surface creatures are delicious, I can't get enough of them."

Hong Ming didn't answer this time, Sarn waited for a while, and suddenly remembered something, "What about you? Do you only eat plants like elves? I haven't seen you eat anything in the past two months."

"After a small success in cultivation, I stopped eating without food."

"Why?" San looked at him in surprise, "How can you survive without eating?"

"It's enough to eat the wind and drink the dew, the vitality of the world is enough to support my life." Hong Ming replied indifferently.

"Then what about the idea? Even if you don't need to eat in life, you still have the idea of ​​wanting to eat, right?" Eat the wind and drink the dew?Won't this thing drive people crazy?How much risk he took to eat some meat when he was in exile underground, and he couldn't even light a fire in the Underdark Region, it's really hard to look back.

"Desire to eat and drink hinders cultivation..." Hong Ming didn't continue talking this time, since the seven emotions can dissolve the unlocking points, what about the six desires?

Looking at the dazed mage, San really felt that something was wrong with him recently. After thinking for a while, he broke off a chicken leg and signaled to Hong Ming, "Would you like to try it?"

Hong Ming shook his head lightly.

"You don't like meat?" San asked curiously.

"No..." Hong Ming paused, "I seldom ate meat when I was young, but I liked it very much back then."

"Then why don't you eat it now?"

"I haven't eaten meat for two hundred years, and I really have no appetite."

"You... how much?" San was stunned for a moment, then jumped up from the ground, and even the chicken in his hand fell into the fire. "How many years did you just say?!"

"Two hundred years."

"Wait!" Saen felt something bad come to his mind, "How old are you this year?!"

Hong Ming thought for a moment this time, and answered in the affirmative. "210 is three years old."

San thought this was the funniest joke he had ever heard in his life. He said he was over 200 years old?Only 10 years younger than yourself? "You... aren't you human?"

"Of course." As if he understood why the dark elves were so surprised, Hong Ming explained, "Cultivators are different from ordinary people. The more profound their cultivation, the longer their lifespan. If there is no accident, I will have [-] years of life. After Tang, it becomes two thousand years."

"800...2000..." San didn't stand firm and fell to the ground.He miscalculated, he thought it was just a simple game to spend 100 years with human beings, but this guy can survive longer than a dark elf, so can he get rid of him in this life?The blood contract said that the master would not disappear until he died...

"Why do you..." Seeing the dazed expression of the dark elf, Hong Ming was slightly puzzled, what's the matter?

"Do you know how old a dark elf can live?" Sarn smiled wryly and looked up at Hong Ming.

"One thousand years?" Hong Ming guessed, based on the life expectancy of the spirits in the Middle Earth, this is quite a conservative number.

"Ha. The longest-lived elves can only live to be 1000 years old, and most of them die at 700 years old. If it is a dark elf staying in the dark realm, maybe 500 years old is enough."

Hong Ming couldn't help being stunned for a moment, "Don't mages in this world live long? That gray robe..."

"If I remember correctly, the gray robe is almost 120 years old now. Dafa can live up to 200 years old. Except for gods, no creature can live that long, not even dragons." Saen lost He lowered his head, he didn't expect the difference in the laws of the world to be so huge, he thought it was just some insignificant things like elements, vindictiveness and so on. "Grey Robe and I didn't expect you to be so old. We thought you just used some beauty-preserving spell to be so young... Haha, do you know how old I am now? 237 years old, I have passed my life One-third of the journey, but you have just started, so the blood contract..."

Sarn couldn't go on. He didn't know how to describe his pain to this monster. He was fed up with being enslaved, read his mind, and manipulated by others. How much suffering he had gone through in order to escape this, in order to escape What had he tasted of escape from that terrible Underdark, and the result?Frustration almost overwhelmed him at this moment.

"I'll untie it."

A voice came from the front, which appeared crisp and straightforward in Sarn's chaotic consciousness.Sann raised his eyes.

"Although I don't know how to solve it now, the blood contract comes from the blood of the soul. I am only opening the hole now. When the alchemy is completed, the soul will be condensed and the mortal body will be exhausted. Maybe the effect of this blood contract will be released. .”

A firm and sincere emotion surged in Sarn's heart, and he felt the mage's emotion again, and he was not lying.Sarn didn't know how much this blood pact made him feel, or whether the emotion was two-way, but now, what he felt was not false.

After a moment's pause, Sarn opened his mouth. "How can it be done? The Cheng Dan you mentioned..."

"Explore the seven emotions, break through the acupoints, and feel the great way of heaven and earth."

"Breaking holes? Like those fire elements can finally enter your body?"

Hong Ming was startled, "Can you see the energy of the five elements?"

"Naturally, you can see the traces of magic fluctuations with night spectrum vision. In the past, when you danced your sword, none of the four elements could enter your body, but in the past few days, you have successfully absorbed the fire element."

Hong Ming smiled a little this time, "That's right, the trip to the desert allowed me to understand the two emotions of sorrow and joy, and opened up my heart. Now that my skill has greatly improved, I need to stabilize my realm and use it to make a breakthrough next time."

"Then the seven emotions you mentioned are..."

"Happiness, anger, sorrow, fear, love, evil, desire.Now that I still have two channels, I can open up all 160 orifice points in my body. "

"you……"

At this moment, San was speechless.What is this young man talking about?He has lived for more than 200 years, but he doesn't know what is joy and sorrow, what is fear and what is love?What kind of life has he experienced?What is he living for?Not even the dark elves are like this.San didn't know whether to pity or sigh. Isn't this long life a punishment for him?

"Don't be afraid." Hong Ming didn't notice Saen's thoughts at all, and he said firmly again, "I will become a pill as soon as possible, and help you break free from the shackles of the blood contract. If you violate this oath, you will be wiped out by five thunders."

Without replying, San stood up, picked up the wood chicken that had been roasted until it was burnt, and walked slowly to the side.Until this moment, he finally understood what the sense of familiarity he felt in this outsider was... loneliness.

It seems to be abandoned by the world, but persistently stepping out of the loneliness of the world.It's like the nostalgia he can never feel, like the loneliness when he is always hostile to all species.He and he are not from the same world, but they... are somewhat similar.

How ridiculous isn't it?Sarn lay down silently, this time he did not choose to meditate, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.