Chapter 33 Fruit of Life
Jiang Lan's eyes were deep, and his slender hand fell on his heart, and he could feel the beating of his heart.
But this heart does not belong to him.
"In the subsequent original plot, Jiang Ruxian's cultivation has long been the best in the world. If she wanted to find out the cause and effect, it would not be difficult. But she did not do so. She still stubbornly believed that it was the humble, polite, gentle and kind boy who dug out her exquisite fairy heart and was determined to take revenge..."
"Even if the original body is dead, I will not let it go."
"After so many years, seeing him reduced to a useless person who indulges in sensual pleasures, don't you have any doubts at all? Or are you just unwilling to accept the facts?"
A hint of mockery or indifference appeared at the corner of Jiang Lan's mouth.
As for the original plot, whether the original body later understood the cause of the incident and whether he sought explanation from Jiang Ruxian.
From Jiang Lan's current perspective, it is actually not important at all, and there is no need for it.
Once a trust gap exists, it is bound to gradually expand until it completely collapses.
What's the point of explaining it? It's too late, nothing can be changed.
What's more, the original body's heart had already died when Jiang Ruxian stabbed him with the sword.
Given his personality, he would definitely not choose to live alone when he knew that Jiang Ruxian's seven-aperture exquisite immortal heart was in his body...
"He was destined to shine brightly and be admired by countless people, but why did he have to live such a miserable life? Even after his death, he was still misunderstood and hated by the people he once admired and cared about the most..."
"Oh……"
Jiang Lan exhaled softly.
When integrating this memory, he actually did not feel any anger, but just felt sincerely sorry for the original body and felt that it was not worth it.
Other than that, it was peaceful and calm.
As for hating Jiang Ruxian?
Jiang Lan did not have such emotions, at most he could only be considered indifferent.
Everything in the world is not black and white. Jiang Ruxian's exquisite fairy heart is indeed in his body. It is understandable that she hates him and wants to kill him.
He was almost killed by her and had a close call with death.
The original body had a clear conscience from beginning to end, had done his best, and had never owed Jiang Ruxian anything.
Even after she assassinated him and escaped, even though she didn't know the reason and was in great pain, she never asked her parents to send people to hunt her down.
If one must say something, it is that her once exquisite and wonderful heart is still in his body and is still beating.
Jiang Lan is not a saint, so it is impossible for him to take out the heart and return it to Jiang Ruxian just because of this.
If possible, he actually doesn't want this so-called seven-orifice fairy heart.
"This misunderstanding was actually resolved the moment the original body died. The pain that Jiang Ruxian endured was also endured by the original body. She almost died, and the original body also almost died at her hands..."
Although Jiang Lan could understand what Jiang Ruxian did, it didn't mean that he would agree with her.
As far as he was concerned, he had no reason or qualifications to recognize and forgive the harm she had caused to her original self.
"She wants to kill me, which is understandable, and I want to kill her, which is also natural..."
Thoughts come back.
The next moment, Jiang Lan's consciousness was immersed in the deep and dark Niwan Palace.
I saw a lush green vine that looked like it was carved from flawless jade, shrouded in a mysterious aura, and took root there.
The vines are not thick, and the leaves are green and crystal clear, like jade, sparkling with a bright luster, and there are wisps of mist-like substances lingering around them.
And at the end of the vine, there is something that looks like a fruit, hanging there.
Now it has grown to the size of an adult's fist, and is filled with a mysterious aura.
The whole body is blue-green, and there is a mysterious and surging vitality flowing out from it.
"I didn't expect you to mature so quickly. It seems that Su Qinghan did provide me with a lot of luck during the time I was ill and unconscious..."
“However, this is only the first stage of maturity.”
Jiang Lan looked at the vine and felt a little pleasantly surprised. In fact, when he woke up before, he had already sensed something unusual in the Niwan Palace.
It was just because Su Qinghan hadn't left yet, so he didn't show any abnormality and didn't investigate.
I can only say that Su Qinghan is worthy of being the heroine.
The relationship between the two of them has only become much closer, and she has not yet completely returned to his heart, but she has provided him with so much luck.
Before falling into a coma, the Qiyun Dao Fruit was only the size of a baby's fist. In the past few days, it has grown a lot and is now mature.
There are five stages of maturity for Qiyun Daoguo.
The first stage is just blue, the second stage is green, the third stage is purple, the fourth stage is gold, and the fifth stage is red.
Although it is only the first stage now, it is enough for Jiang Lan. He did not hesitate and immediately integrated his consciousness into the fruit of luck.
In an instant, the surging and vast vitality rushed in like rivers and oceans.
"life."
In Jiang Lan's Niwan Palace, a vast and overwhelming thought emerged, like the true words of heaven.
At this moment, Jiang Lan felt as if every cell in his body had been hungry for tens of thousands of years, absorbing and exhaling the vast and endless vitality.
The more than six trillion cells in the human body seemed to be reviving at this moment.
Every cell seems to have its own will, surging and swallowing up the essence of life.
The essence of life turned into wisps of essence and blood, rushing through the body and lungs, endlessly, like hundreds of rivers returning to the sea, surging and turbulent, and traveling through every inch of the body.
This process clearly seemed like thunder roaring in the sky and the sea rumbling, but there was no sound at all.
Jiang Lan sat cross-legged on the bed, the white undergarment she was wearing swaying gently without wind.
I don’t know how long this process lasted.
When Jiang Lan regained consciousness, he found that it was already noon.
The aches and pains all over the body, as well as the weakness and fatigue, had long since disappeared.
There is clearly endless vitality in his body, but his figure is still thin and pale, as if there has been no change at all.
This strange, saturated and powerful feeling had never appeared before, even in his memory.
"The Dao Fruit of Life derived from the Dao Fruit of Luck. This so-called life is not just as simple as vitality, but a kind of control over life. To me, it is even more like a terrifying immortal body, and it is only the first stage at present..."
Jiang Lan was slightly surprised.
Although I already knew that the Qiyun Dao Fruit was extraordinary, I never expected it to have such a miraculous effect.
He stood up and took out a long sword from the wall where there were ornaments.
The sword blade was shining and extremely sharp. He didn't hesitate at all and slashed it directly across his arm.
A clearly visible wound suddenly appeared.
Jiang Lan's mind moved slightly, and the next moment he saw the skin on both sides of the wound began to move, and the blood flowing out seemed to be sucked back in, and it healed in an instant.
This amazing vitality is far beyond the reach of even the most accomplished practitioners.
Jiang Lan looked out the window again and saw a few pairs of sparrows standing on a willow tree not far away.
He moved his mind slightly, and one of the birds suddenly froze and fell straight down from the treetop.
As it fell, all the feathers began to fall off silently, as if an invisible netherworld fire emerged from the void and ignited it, and soon only the skeleton was left.
The moment it touched the ground, the skeleton instantly turned into dust and disappeared without a trace.
Jiang Lan could clearly feel a faint trace of vitality in his body.
In that faint vitality, there were also some memories, experiences, and even talents related to that bird...
(End of this chapter)
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