Honkai Biography Chapter 39

The dead man was very talkative. He looked at the scorpion at Wutong's feet, and said with admiration, "As expected of an immortal, he can keep monsters. I thought this little beast can only kill! I didn't expect it to be so good, this little monster. The beast looks quite human! Was it also raised by Yinglong Shangxian?"

"I raised it."

"Oh, it turns out that weak immortals can also be raised... Then can immortal beasts be cultivated from monster beasts? Immortal beasts can help people."

"It should be possible." Wutong felt that there was no problem.

Yutuo looked at the big man in front of him vigilantly. He felt that the maliciousness he had just noticed was sent out by the big man in front of him. He wanted to follow the master's feet and not give the big man a chance. Smart again.

As everyone knows, if this big man hadn't fallen from the sky and rescued him indirectly, maybe the scorpion would already have a gender, and there is a high probability that it was a girl, and he would be put on a beautiful little skirt by the phoenix tree, and he would even be photographed by the phoenix tree and show it to someone else. The Honkai Impact look.

"Did you go up the mountain to heal?" Wutong guessed.

"Yes, immortals are really wise, and they deserve to be immortals. The last time Jiuyou's monsters attacked the tribe, I may have been cursed by the monsters because I killed too many monsters." The big man was a little disappointed, "The tribe was also cursed before. I have seen people who have become evil, they have no brains after being cursed, they don't know anyone, they only know how to kill, I don't want to become like that."

To tell the truth, Wutong has never seen such a situation as a big man. The dead are ordinary human beings infected and mutated by the Honkai Energy. They are generally half-assed, and they have no qualifications and qualifications to evolve into Herrschers or pseudo-herrschers.

The power of the dead man is not the same as that of the Honkai beast of the rank. Anyway, Wutong is the dead man who has never seen the equivalent of the emperor-ranked Honkai beast.

Therefore, even a high-level dead man, no matter how incredible the ability, is a low-level existence in Wutong's eyes.

Moreover, it is precisely because of the low level that it is almost impossible for human consciousness to exist. After being completely dead, there will be problems in the human brain. It does not mean that I can have consciousness if I want to. If there is a problem with the brain, how is it possible to be conscious?

Therefore, the big man in front of him is special. Through the conversation, Wutong has basically understood his situation. He is completely dead, but he still has his own ideas. He can think without attacking humans, and he can even talk to people. Although it's not quite right, there is a high probability that his own logic is wrong, there is still logic, and he wants to be cured.

"To tell you the truth, this curse is irreversible." Wutong said bluntly.

"Isn't Yinglong Shangxian unable to do anything?" The big man said without giving up.

"She is indeed stronger than me, but she is not a doctor, and I am. Do you think you are stronger or the doctor in the tribe?"

"I'm strong."

"But you can't heal."

"Oh... I understand." The big man understood, but he still didn't give up, "The irreversible curse doesn't mean it can't be cured. Does the immortal have a way to cure me?"

Wutong shook his head: "I'm not sure, if you have time to stay with me for a few years, and I study it for a while, I may still cure you, it depends on your wishes, you want to be in this mountain How many years will you stay?"

In fact, it is almost impossible for the dead to be cured, and Mebius may have the ability to cure them. It is also possible for Wutong to cure the dead, but it is only possible. This may be because the big man in front of him is special, and the probability of being cured is not high.

"My disease needs to be treated for a few years, and it may not be cured, right?"

"Well, yes, but I personally still want you to stay. This is also for future people. You are a rare experimental subject."

The big man sighed: "I understand, thank you for your kindness, but I won't stay here for a few years, because of the monsters, there are fewer and fewer young heroes in the Jiang clan, and the patriarch Lianshan needs me. , my tribe also needs me to defend against monsters."

Wutong nodded and didn't force it. Although the dead man was a good research object, it would be a pity to leave, but Wutong still depends on his own wishes. In Wutong's eyes, even if this big man has become a dead man, he can still be called a person, and Wutong will respect people's wishes.

"Okay, go back if you want. However, your curse will still be contagious. If you return to the tribe, stay away from your clan." Wutong instructed.

"Do you still want to stay away from the clan? I know." The dead man became even more uncomfortable after hearing this.

"Well, so do you want to go back? I can give you another chance to stay, no, if you want to get treatment in the future, you can come anytime."

"No need, thank you Shangxian for your kindness."

The cruelty of reality made the dead man look a little dejected. He liked his clan, loved his tribe, and could sacrifice his life for the tribe, but he could no longer get close to them.

"By the way, High Immortal, is it because of God's will that this curse cannot be cured? Is it because God punished me?"

"You can also understand it this way, but it's not punishment, it's God's malice towards people, and this kind of malice has existed since ancient times. Humans do not resist and will never be eliminated."

"I see, Shang Xian, what else do I need to pay attention to?" The dead man picked up the giant axe and shield on the ground.

"The curse will continue to erode your brain and pollute your consciousness. One day, you may not be able to stand it, or even lose your mind, and eventually become the cursed clan you have seen before." Wutong said very cruel.

After hearing this, the dead man smiled boldly: "Haha! Shangxian, you underestimate me! I won't become that kind of monster! I heard that there is an artifact called Xuanyuan Sword by the Xiong clan, and it's yours. A gift from a friend. If my head is confused, I will go to the Youxiong tribe in advance and let that girl Xuanyuan chop off my head. I will suppress my head in the Mountain of Changyang and betray the heads of the clansmen, no matter what! My body will continue to protect the clansmen and resist the monsters!

"From now on, with my body ~www.mtlnovel.com~ Changzhen Bafang Wanbang, in order to deter the world's demons and charming Xiaoxia; with my soul, slaughter the chaotic energy, with the heaven and earth black and yellow!"

"You're saying things like that. I believe you're a civil servant. I'll give you a bar before you leave. If you want to drink later, you can go up the mountain to get it. If no one accompanies you to drink, you can come to me. " Wutong got up and took a jar of wine from Judah and handed it to the dead man.

After the big man took it, he thanked him. This is a good thing. He had never drunk it before. I heard that the Xiong family only had it. Immortals are really generous.

"How about letting me draw a tube of blood? It's fair to give you a jar of wine and exchange a tube of blood, isn't it?" Wutong is still the same Wutong.

"Anyway, I'm bleeding a lot, how can I draw it?" The dead man said indifferently.

The dead man is very smart. He can feel that it is useful for the immortal to ask for his blood. Maybe the immortal is studying this curse. Maybe one day, the immortal can remove this curse.

"Just stretch out your hand."

The dead man threw his shield on the ground and stretched out a hand.

After drawing a tube of blood, Wutong looked at his wound that was slowly easing, and said with a smile, "I'll give you a name. I've decided your name."

The big man is ecstatic, he has a name!

"Please give me your name!"

"Xingtian." Wutong said softly.

"Xingtian... Xingtian! Haha! I like this name Xingtian! Thank you immortal for giving me the name!"

When Xingtian learned that his illness was incurable, Xingtian gave up, and he said goodbye to Wutong after staying for a long time. When Xingtian was in the mountains, it was different from the embarrassment when he came. When he left, his spine was straight.

Heaven refers to the forehead of human beings, and heaven also means heaven; punishment means slaughter, killing means cutting, and punishment means punishment and expedition.

Chapter end